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"They want to force us to take action, so that if we do, they can pretend to be innocent!"
"So, should we move now or not?"
No one responded to that question; everyone looked at Xu Lang.
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Xu Lang didn't speak immediately. He leaned back in his chair and tapped the table lightly with his fingers twice.
"Move, but don't move the surface!"
"They care about saving face, so let's focus on substance first!"
"What they fear most right now is that we know their underlying structure, and then we attack them from that angle!"
"Hu Dami, Lei Yaoyang, your people will take over the distribution lines of those fresh food markets starting tomorrow. Replace all the personnel, goods, and inventory!"
“Judge, you go and keep an eye on that company called ‘Xietong Media.’ I need the files of all their internal members.”
Find out who's just a figurehead, who's the real shareholder, and who's in charge of the money!
"He Xigui, keep sending people to infiltrate their peripheral female model circles and spread the word that we're going to launch a new entertainment project with high commission rates. Try to bring people back to us!"
"Hao Nan, you and Heng Mei go to that financial company in Central that partners with Tian Yao Hui, and talk to them to see if they want to profit from both sides or just one!"
"We won't sabotage this situation; we'll overturn it!"
"If they set up a company, we'll cut off its funding!"
Chapter 578 All Three Lines Collapse
"If they push someone out, we'll make sure they can't stay in the industry!"
"If they set up a production line, we'll make sure every single step of it goes wrong!"
"Don't shoot! Don't headshot!"
"We'll take a knife and cut it inch by inch!"
"Let them understand that in Hong Kong, making a living isn't about having guts or being ruthless, it's about who survives the longest!"
That night, after the meeting ended, the various branches of the Dongxing Gang began to mobilize their "570" manpower, adjusting accounts, changing locations, and suppressing the market. All of this was done quietly, without a single leak.
Behind the calm surface, every thread is taut.
The nights in Hong Kong Island soon became restless.
The first phase of the operation will begin with the fresh food markets in Kowloon.
That piece of land was originally managed jointly by three branches of the Tung Sing Gang, who were responsible for picking up goods from the dock every day and then distributing them to various vegetable markets, supermarkets and supply companies.
Tianyao Group started intervening in the past month, targeting several outsourced transportation companies. They took bribes from a few drivers and dispatch supervisors, and then changed the prices and time points in the system to redirect customers who originally used Dongxing Freight to their side.
When Lei Yaoyang led his men there, he didn't waste any words. He shut down three transportation points, sent his own people to take their place, transferred all the original drivers, and redid the accounting books and processes.
At noon, several mid-level staff members sent by Tianyao Society were sitting in the management office of the market, eating lunch and drinking beverages. When they saw the people from Dongxing push the door open and enter, their expressions changed.
The leader was none other than Tiger Da Mi.
He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, with half of the blue dragon tattooed on his arm showing, and his footsteps were so heavy that it felt like he was stepping on the foreheads of these people.
The four henchmen following behind him were all veterans. After a quick glance around, none of the Tianyao Society members in the room dared to move.
Tiger Dami walked up to the person in the middle, reached out and flipped the lunchbox on his table, smashing it against the wall and splattering sauce all over the floor.
"Who gave you the audacity to eat on Dongxing's turf?"
The man was unsure whether to stand or sit; his face turned bright red, and he opened his mouth several times but couldn't utter a single word.
Tiger Dami turned her head to look at the door.
"take away!"
Several men lifted the man up and dragged him out. The others didn't even have time to struggle before being forced into the car.
The entire office was emptied in less than three minutes, and the local thugs at the street corner, seeing the situation was turning against them, all avoided that area...
Meanwhile, Hengmei waited outside the financial company in Central for half an hour before the last man in a white shirt came out of the building and was "invited" into the coffee shop next door by two henchmen.
That person was the project manager of Xietong Financial. He had just finished negotiating financing with Tianyao Club when he was targeted by Dongxing.
"Will you tell us yourself, or should we take you to a back alley to say it?"
The henchman spoke calmly, sipping his cold drink, but his eyes remained fixed on the name on the other person's phone screen.
The man's hand trembled, and he handed over his phone, explaining as he did so.
"I didn't sign it, I really didn't sign it. They just chatted with me for a few minutes, saying it was an expression of cooperation intention..."
The phone was taken, and the contact list was opened. Several high-ranking executives of Tianyao Image were listed in order, and even the frequency of contact was marked with the time.
The man's expression changed instantly.
The henchman didn't move, but simply reached out and nudged his shoulder.
"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, all Xietong personnel should gather in the conference room on the east side of the Xinzhong Building. Dongxing wants to renegotiate its cooperation with you!"
"If you don't tell me, your phone will end up in the media in the south!"
Chapter 579 Logistics Return
The man nodded vigorously, then turned and left as if he were fleeing for his life.
That evening, Xu Lang sat in his office at the main headquarters. The tea in front of him had gone cold, and Hong Wentong was sorting through the messages sent back from various sources.
Lei Yaoyang just sent back a picture of the Kowloon Transportation Station's cargo collection point, where rows of trucks bearing the "Dongxing Logistics" logo were neatly lined up, with several loaders in new uniforms behind them—all people personally transferred by Xu Lang.
There's also movement on Tiger Dami's side. The collaborative market scheduling platform's backend has been relaunched, and all the scheduling data that Tianyao had previously inserted has been cleared, along with the account being cancelled.
The judge has completed his investigation into two nightclubs in East Hong Kong Island. One of them, called "Under the Neon Lights," was found to be nominally owned by one of the shareholders of Tianyao Ying 15. Most of the funds in the accounts were listed as model service fees, but in reality, they were used to launder money from gambling.
The white-clad assassin, Ah-Jack, tracked down a behind-the-scenes accountant for the Tianyao Society in Wan Chai. Around 6 p.m., he cornered the man in an alley behind his house and forced him to hand over three ledgers: one official ledger and two private ledgers.
Xu Lang held the few photocopied bills, his gaze sweeping over the numbers and annotations, his expression unchanged, but his fingers tapping lightly on the table.
There was a transfer of two million dollars on it, made three days ago. The source of the funds was an unknown real estate consulting company on Hong Kong Island, and the recipient was a subsidiary of Hsieh Tong Media.
That company just snatched a short video media channel business from Dongxing a few days ago.
It's crystal clear where the money comes from, where it's used, and how it's transferred.
“They want to integrate ground resources and use social media to expose us!” Hong Wentong said calmly.
"They're probably thinking that if they can't beat us in a real fight, they'll attack our image and credibility to force legitimate businesses to withdraw their investment!"
Xu Lang's eyes turned cold for a moment.
"Then let's eat back their righteous path bit by bit!"
"Don't rush, let them fight a few more times first!"
"The more anxious they are, the more precise our movements will be!"
Early the next morning, a modeling agency affiliated with Tianyao Club was suddenly inspected by the fire department because they had received a report that the density of people inside the premises was seriously exceeding the standard and that some entertainment facilities were suspected of being illegally modified.
As soon as the staff arrived at the entrance, they saw a Dongxing Logistics vehicle drive by. The driver was wearing sunglasses and the windows were tightly closed, leaving only the taillights trailing behind as it disappeared into the distance.
No one dared to say that Dongxing would not move.
Xu Lang made a move, but he didn't smash a single window or touch a single person. Yet, he caused Tianyao Group to lose three main business lines in just 48 hours and offend two peripheral companies that originally wanted to cooperate with them.
At 2 a.m., the wind in the Eastern District of Hong Kong Island was still damp, and there were few cars on the streets, with only a few cleaning trucks slowly sweeping the roads.
A 24-hour massage parlor in the distance still had its lights on, and several girls in short skirts stood at the entrance smoking, looking languid.
570
That night, some people didn't sleep, and some didn't go home at all.
On the rooftop of an old office building in Central District, Hong Kong Island, Xu Lang stood by the railing, with the white-clad assassin Aji and an Alpha member behind him.
Behind them was an unused office, with papers scattered all over the floor and several old filing cabinets.
Three maps were posted on the wall: one showing the current territorial divisions of Tung Sing, one showing the distribution of triads in various districts of Hong Kong Island, and the other showing the flow of Tian Yao Society's assets over the past three months.
Hong Wentong was sitting behind that old desk, looking down at the accounts.
"Xietong's financing has dried up!" After saying this, he tore a contract in half and threw it into a cardboard box.
Chapter 580 Financial Line Under Control
"The funds they invested in media and logistics were all secured through bridging short-term bonds."
Now that we've cut off the supply, let's see how they fill the gap!
"Judging from the time frame, if the work isn't completed within three days, at least half of both projects will have to be halted!" the judge continued.
"Their people haven't realized what's happening yet; they think there's an internal problem!"
Ah Ji handed over a small notebook with several names written on it, all of whom were people who had been frequently visiting the Tianyao Club logistics center recently.
His voice was low.
"The one at the very bottom is Lin Shaobin. He used to be a manager at a casino in Southeast China, and he's been frequently seen at their sand and gravel transport point these past few days!"
"They might be here to collect debts, or they might be here to back you up!"
Xu Lang didn't say anything, but just stared at the paper for a while, copied the name onto his phone, and then handed it back to Aji.
Aji nodded and immediately left.
At 3:30, Wang Jianjun called and said that two buckets of sticky oil had just been thrown into a nightclub under the Tung Sing Group in Tsuen Wan. The lobby was smoky and several pieces of glass at the front desk were broken, but no one was injured. The security guards reacted quickly and stopped people at the back door.
The man wasn't carrying any weapons; he was just dressed in a full suit, hat, and mask. He ran fast, so we didn't catch him.
The surveillance footage didn't show the face clearly, but from the back view, it was clear that the person was experienced and had done prior reconnaissance.
“They finally couldn’t hold on any longer!” Hong Wentong looked at the map on the wall.
"With two supply lines cut off and our external manpower pulled away, they have no choice but to fight back!"
"But they didn't expect that this was exactly what we were waiting for!"
"They've been pretending to be respectable people and doing respectable things, but now they've resorted to street tactics. If this gets exposed, they'll be the ones who started it!"
"Our counterattack is then perfectly justified!"
“Lei Yaoyang’s men have assembled!” the judge said.