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“Mourning Lion, you better clarify your words. Are you saying that my Tiger Hall brothers are not as good as your Lion Hall brothers?” Black Tiger said angrily, pointing at Mourning Lion.
Mourning Lion smirked disdainfully, looking down at his shoulder and tugging at a loose thread on his clothing. “Don’t put such a big hat on me. I didn’t mean to look down on the Tiger Hall brothers. Don’t twist my words and make them come after me.”
“Hmph. Don’t joke with me. I, Black Tiger, may not be well-educated, but I’m not a fool. Anyone can tell from your words and attitude that you look down on me!” Black Tiger retorted angrily.
Mourning Lion chuckled, “So you do know you’re not well-read? Black Tiger, I’m not saying this to insult you, but in this day and age, it’s not enough to just be tough; you need some culture too. Otherwise, if you get cheated in business, who are you going to ask for money?”
“Damn it. I think you’re just trying to pick a fight!” Black Tiger was furious.
He indeed had little education; he dropped out of middle school and joined Hong Gang to make a living. His cultural level was low, and he wasn’t very scheming—just a rough guy.
This was what he feared the most: being looked down upon. Now that Mourning Lion was deliberately mocking him, he was seething with rage.
However, before Black Tiger could vent his anger, Yin Jiu stepped in at the right moment: “Alright, Mourning Lion, Black Tiger, you two are Hall Masters of Hong Gang.
You’re brothers; there’s no need to fight among yourselves. The enemy is at the gates; let’s deal with them first!”
“Boss. I hear you. This time, I won’t hold it against him. But you must ensure that we from Tiger Hall take the lead!” Black Tiger said as he saw Yin Jiu mediating the situation and decided to let Mourning Lion off the hook but made it clear.
Taking the lead in this matter must be done by Tiger Hall; Lion Hall could only serve as backup. Otherwise, Black Tiger wouldn’t agree to it—if he didn’t agree, then the whole Tiger Hall wouldn’t either.
“Mourning Lion, with a great enemy before us, why don’t you step back? Your arm is injured too; take this opportunity to support us while recovering,” Yin Jiu suggested that Mourning Lion set aside personal grudges for now and give way to Black Tiger.
Mourning Lion actually hadn’t planned on taking the lead anyway; his firm stance was mainly to protect himself. Now that Yin Jiu suggested he concede, he was more than willing to comply.
"Since the leader has spoken, I will take a step back. Actually, being the vanguard isn't that great either, after all, the opponent is no pushover. If we engage, it will definitely result in casualties. Since Tiger Hall likes it so much, I'll let you have it," Mourning Lion shrugged indifferently.
"Our brothers from Tiger Hall are brave and fearless; no one is afraid of death. Unlike you guys from Lion Hall, who spend all day drinking and having fun. If you asked them to kill someone, they'd probably wet their pants," Black Tiger retorted unhappily.
"Tsk tsk, Black Tiger, have you been attending night school? You're sounding a bit cultured now," Mourning Lion scoffed, secretly mocking him. "I'll let you feel powerful for now; you'll realize your mistake later."
"I can't be bothered to waste more words with you," Black Tiger snorted coldly and plopped back down onto the Armchair.
His expression was grim; Mourning Lion constantly attacking him for being less educated left him speechless. He intended to get angry, but upon reflection, he found himself at a loss for words and didn't know how to counter.
Seeing that Black Tiger had stopped talking, Mourning Lion also chose to remain silent. He wasn't like Black Tiger, a brute who constantly jabbered on; that would be too undignified.
Yin Jiu noticed that the two had finally quieted down and turned to Wen Bao, saying, "Wen Bao, stay behind after the meeting; I have something to discuss with you."
"Okay." Wen Bao understood that Yin Jiu had a secret mission for him and didn't ask further questions.
"Yin Jiu, that old bastard, must be plotting something again," Mourning Lion thought. Seeing that Yin Jiu hadn't publicly assigned a task to Wen Bao made it clear to him that it was indeed a secret mission. As for what it was, he couldn't figure it out just yet.
At that moment, there was a knock on the tightly closed conference room door.
"Come in!" Yin Jiu said somewhat displeased. He hated being interrupted but sensed the urgency in the knocking; something important must have happened. Otherwise, no one would dare disturb them at this time.
A member of Hong Gang walked in with an anxious expression and respectfully said, "Leader. I'm sorry to interrupt your discussion, but this matter is too important; I had to rush in to report."
"Enough with the small talk. Just get to the point," Yin Jiu said sternly.
"I just received calls from the heads of various venues; someone is currently smashing up our places. Those people are indiscriminately attacking anyone they see from our side. If we don't send support soon, they won't be able to hold on..."
Upon hearing this, Black Tiger suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open. "Those people really are tired of living. We haven't even gone to find them, and they've come knocking on our door! Boss, I'll take the brothers from Tiger Hall to wipe them out right now."
"Go ahead," Yin Jiu waved his hand. The situation was indeed urgent, and he couldn't afford to hesitate for a moment; he immediately agreed to Black Tiger's request for support.
Black Tiger said nothing more and strode out of the conference room.
After Black Tiger left, Yin Jiu looked at Wen Bao and Mourning Lion. "You two from the other halls should also mobilize. I'm worried that Tiger Hall won't be able to handle it. The opponents are not just ordinary thugs; everyone must be careful."
"Tiger Hall has strong soldiers and is the largest in the Three Halls. One Tiger Hall alone should be more than enough to deal with them. Boss, are you overestimating the enemy?" Mourning Lion said nonchalantly, yawning. "I may not get along with Black Tiger, but I won't underestimate Tiger Hall's strength. Letting them deal with those bastards is more than sufficient."
"Mourning Lion, this attitude will definitely lead to trouble. I've told you before that our opponents are not second-rate gangs like Little Green Society but a world-renowned organization with countless Elite members." Yin Jiu frowned slightly, worried that Mourning Lion might underestimate the enemy and end up in danger. He didn't have much fondness for Mourning Lion, but keeping him alive could still be useful in the future.
"Alright, since you value this so much, I won't underestimate them either. I'll lead the brothers from Lion Hall to take down those bastards who dare to provoke our Hong Gang!" Mourning Lion thought coldly to himself and decided not to continue pretending with Yin Jiu. He stood up and left the conference room with his trusted subordinates.
Just as Wen Bao was about to leave, Yin Jiu stopped him. "Hold on, don't go yet. Come with me; I have something to discuss with you. Let's leave this matter to Tiger Hall and Lion Hall for now."
Wen Bao hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright." He didn't understand what Yin Jiu was planning but decided to follow his lead regardless of his intentions.
Outside the Hong Gang headquarters, Mourning Lion got into a car and told the driver, "Take me home first and notify the brothers from Lion Hall to go all out against those bastards challenging Hong Gang's authority."
The driver was Mourning Lion's personal bodyguard Alai, who was also in charge of Lion Hall. He nodded and said, "Understood, Lion Brother. The people who attacked you tonight weren't caught, but I've already sent my men to check all nearby surveillance footage in hopes of finding some clues."
"Heh, it's better if they can't be found. If we could catch them, I wouldn't even want this job anymore." Mourning Lion had complete trust in Alai, who had been by his side for many years, and he didn't hide anything from him.
Alai furrowed his brow in confusion and asked, "Lion Brother, why is it better if they can't be caught?"
"Alai, it's been more than a year between us. Your skills are impressive, but when it comes to using your brain, you're still lacking. Given your understanding, what is the likelihood of a sniper failing to assassinate someone, even if the sniper's abilities are insufficient?" Mourning Lion asked with a faint smile.
Alai replied without hesitation, "About zero point zero zero zero one... Lion Brother, I understand what you mean! That person has no intention of!!"
Before Alai could finish his thought, Mourning Lion raised a finger to his lips and shushed him, "Alright, that's enough. No need to say it out loud. Drive."
"Understood, Lion Brother," Alai acknowledged and chose not to elaborate further.
Meanwhile, at the Sauna Parlor managed by Hong Gang and Black Tiger, the entrance resembled a junkyard. Whether it was a fifty or sixty thousand dollar van or a multi-million dollar Ferrari, they were all crashed together, with shards of glass and twisted metal scattered everywhere.
The Sauna Parlor was in chaos, and people on the surrounding streets kept their distance, fearing trouble and not daring to approach.
Bang!
Boom!
The glass wall on the second floor shattered explosively as a bloodied figure fell from above, crashing onto the roof of a car below and creating a large dent. His face twisted in pain.
He was already dead, his eyes wide open in shock, unable to close. Unfortunately for him, those who live this kind of life should have anticipated such an end; being unable to close his eyes meant nothing—Yama would not seek justice for someone whose hands were stained with blood.
After all, justice lies in the hearts of the people.
The fallen individual was notorious on this street—Scarred Wolf, the top enforcer of Tiger Hall and the head of this Sauna Parlor. Now, this once-feared figure could no longer move.
"Hey brothers, let's wrap things up and retreat quickly. Support from Hong Gang is likely on its way, and the riot police from Sanpan City will be here soon. The best plan is to leave; let's regroup at the designated location!"
Standing where the glass wall had broken, Iron Man looked down at the lifeless body of Scarred Wolf on the car roof. There were five deep claw marks on his neck, each one dripping with blood.
It is evident that Scarred Wolf, the gold medal enforcer of Hong Gang, is quite powerful. If it weren't for Iron Man's exceptional skills, he might have lost his life at Scarred Wolf's hands. However, the outcome is already determined: Scarred Wolf is dead, and Iron Man lives.
After smashing the equipment in the sauna and eliminating the Hong Gang guards, a group of "Yihun" members emerged from inside and headed in one direction.
Before long, Black Tiger arrived with over five hundred men surrounding the area.
A trembling underling pointed in a direction and said, "Black Tiger... Scarred Wolf... is dead..."
"Scarred Wolf!!" Upon seeing the gruesomely slain Scarred Wolf, Black Tiger roared and rushed over. He leaped onto the roof of a car, checked Scarred Wolf's breath, and his eyes filled with rage. "Damn it! If I find out who did this, I'll make sure you experience the taste of falling from the sky!"
Scarred Wolf was a top enforcer of Black Tiger Hall and also Black Tiger's sworn brother. Naturally, seeing him dead filled Black Tiger with immense sorrow and anger.
He closed Scarred Wolf's eyes with his hands, stood up, and told his underlings behind him, "They can't have gone far. Have the brothers spread out to search for them. Kill anyone they find. If any Officer dares to intervene, take them out!"
"Yes!" The brothers of Hong Gang Tiger Hall raised their machetes in unison and responded.
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