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Upon hearing Zhang Weilun's words, Zhang Haotian immediately stepped forward and shouted:
"Brother Lang, my brother only went against you because of me. If you want to blame someone, blame me! If you insist on keeping one of my lives to vent your anger, please spare mine and let my brother go back!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Weilun quickly replied:
"Haotian, don't talk nonsense, this has nothing to do with you!"
Zhang Haotian also said urgently:
"How can it have nothing to do with me? If I hadn't been drunk and kidnapped by Young Master Xiong, why would you be here dealing with Brother Lang!"
"You go back first!"
"No! If you want me to stay, then let me stay!"
Hearing the two brothers vying to take the blame upon themselves, Xu Lang's face turned cold:
"What if I spare both your lives?"
Zhang Weilun and Zhang Haotian were taken aback. After a moment of silence, Zhang Weilun said:
"Since that's the case, then we two brothers will at least have each other on our journey to the underworld!"
Zhang Haotian also straightened his chest and said:
"That's right, it's just death! It's no big deal. It's worth it for us brothers to die together!"
Upon hearing his words, Xu Lang suddenly smiled and clapped his hands, saying:
"You two brothers are indeed loyal and responsible. Since you've both agreed to entrust your lives to me, then stay with me at Tung Sing!"
Zhang Weilun and the other man were taken aback once again.
Stay at Dongxing?
Is Brother Lang trying to get them to join Dongxing?
Xu Lang smiled faintly and said:
"Since your lives are all mine, I'll spare your lives and make you my underlings. What do you think?"
After a moment of silence, Zhang Weilun said:
"Brother Lang, our lives are already in your hands. Since you think highly of us brothers, then from now on we are Dongxing's people!"
Zhang Haotian said:
"I didn't say that. Wherever my brother goes, I'll go. He's a member of Tung Sing, so even if I die, I'll be a ghost of Tung Sing!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Lang couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"Good! From today onwards, Heshengle will be merged into Tung Sing, and the entire reclamation area will be handed over to you two brothers. You will be the hall masters of Tung Sing's Haojiang Reclamation Area!"
Upon hearing this, the Zhang brothers were overjoyed.
The reclamation area is a large district with more than a dozen streets, while Sheng Le is just a small gang with only two or three streets. However, after they joined Dong Xing, Xu Lang handed over the entire reclamation area to them, which was several times larger than their original territory!
Xu Lang turned to look at Luo Tianhong:
"Tianhong, I'm entrusting the Grand Cathedral area with Anle to you. You'd better manage it well and make sure Tung Sing truly establishes itself in Macau!"
"yes, Sir!"
Luo Tianhong answered respectfully.
Xu Lang nodded, then looked at the Black and White Impermanence brothers:
"Black and White Impermanence, you two stay at the Paramount and assist Hao Ji in managing this place. With you in charge, I don't believe anyone will dare to cause trouble here!"
"yes, Sir!"
The two brothers, Black and White Impermanence, stood up and answered in unison.
After a turmoil, Tung Sing finally gained a firm foothold in Macau. Many Macau triads heard that Wo On Lok had been completely dismantled by Tung Sing in just three or four days, and even its leader, Ko Lao Si, had been killed. They suddenly had a new understanding of Tung Sing as a powerful force that had crossed the river from Macau.
From then on, many local gangs in Macau no longer dared to underestimate Tung Sing, and no one dared to say anything sarcastic or sarcastic about the special treatment He Xin gave Xu Lang.
The East Star Club has the confidence and ability to get far more preferential treatment than other clubs. Can you do that with someone else?
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At the entrance of the Bitter Heist in Stanley, Hong Kong Island, a small door under the massive iron prison gate opened, and a tall, fierce-looking man walked out.
His name is Judge. Although he is not a member of any gang, he has a group of ruthless thugs under his command. Their favorite business is double-crossing. Because the victims of their double-crossing are also involved in criminal activities, they dare not report them to the police. Moreover, Judge and his gang are extremely ruthless and efficient, and they almost never fail.
He spent a year in prison this time because he had a fight with someone over a trivial matter while drinking, and the judge intervened and seriously injured the other party. He was sentenced to one year for intentional injury.
In reality, the judge had at least a dozen lives on his hands, enough to warrant a dozen executions, but because he was involved in shady dealings, the police only sentenced him to one year for a minor offense.
After the judge walked out of the iron gate of the kiln, he glanced outside and his expression showed some annoyance.
Just then, a car sped up and came to a screeching halt not far in front of him. The car door opened and his henchmen, Mad Bull Chicken Essence and Shrinking Bone, jumped out.
These three men were his trusted subordinates who had followed him for many years and were expected to obey his every command. However, they were late in coming to pick him up from prison, which greatly displeased the judge.
Mad Bull and his two companions ran up to the judge, their faces beaming with smiles, and said:
"Brother, congratulations on getting out of that hellhole!"
"Our eldest brother is out! Our good days are about to begin!"
"Big brother is the best, he definitely won't suffer in there!"
The judge curled his lip:
"A year in prison is nothing to me, it's like a vacation!"
"That's right, with Big Brother inside, those short mules would serve him like he's their master!"
"In the underworld, everyone who sees Judge Brother has to give him some face, otherwise they'd be afraid our brothers will kill his whole family!"
The judge's expression relaxed slightly after hearing the three henchmen's repeated flattery. He glanced at Mad Bull with a cold smile, his gaze finally settling on the car that had picked him up.
"What, you came to pick me up today in this beat-up car?"
Mad Bull scratched his head:
"There's nothing we can do. You've been away for a year, and the brothers haven't dared to do any big business. We don't have much money on hand. I even rented this car!"
"Depend on!"
The judge shook his head dismissively.
"Damn it, you guys are getting worse as you get older. If you can't afford a luxury car, you might as well steal one. How dare you call yourselves my underlings driving such a beat-up car!"
Mad Bull quickly put on a big smile and said:
"Now that you're back, big brother, we'll have the money to buy a nice car soon. We brothers will treat you to a welcome-back dinner tonight, and then we'll discuss our next steps!"
The group then got into the car and took the judge to a sauna. The judge took a comfortable shower there, then changed into a black trench coat and sunglasses. He looked quite imposing and had the air of a boss.
Mad Bull and the others' eyes lit up, and they quickly showered him with flattery:
"Big brother, you look really handsome in that outfit! I bought a trench coat too, but I can never pull off your style!"
"This black trench coat is only fit for the eldest brother; he looks even cooler and more stylish than Chow Yun-fat!"
"Big brother is so handsome!"
The judge, listening to their flattery, spat impatiently and said:
"Enough with the nonsense. I'm practically rotting away in this hellhole. What good business is out on the streets these days that we can pull off a heist?"
Judges love to engage in double-crossing deals. Even if the victim suffers a loss, they only dare to retaliate secretly and never dare to call the police. However, this group is ruthless and efficient, leaving many victims with no choice but to swallow their grievances.
"Brother, Tung Sing has a casino in the market recently, and the daily turnover is huge. I think we can rob them!"
With a quick glance, Suo Gu had already decided on his target.
Chapter 166 The Four Mad Judges, Dongxing Gambling Den Robbed One After Another!
Late at night, in front of a building in the Cailan Night Market, two henchmen from the Tung Sing gang smoked cigarettes while watching the street.
Hidden inside the building behind them was one of Tung Sing's gambling dens.
In fact, gambling is human nature, and many people have a gambling side. However, gambling is prohibited in Hong Kong Island. Apart from things like horse racing and betting, no one is allowed to set up gambling dens anywhere. At most, things like mahjong parlors are allowed to exist.
Therefore, many triads that want to set up gambling dens but lack the resources to operate in Macau will secretly open a gambling den locally or build a gambling ship in international waters.
There are also several gambling dens in Tung Sing. Although these gambling dens are not large in scale, they have a large turnover every day. They can also select some big clients from them to send to gambling ships in international waters or the Paramount in Macau. Therefore, Xu Lang pays great attention to these gambling dens.
Among these gambling dens, the Cailan gambling den is the largest, with more than a dozen tables offering various games such as Pai Gow and Baccarat. Many seasoned gamblers come here by word of mouth, and its daily turnover can reach tens of millions.
Because this gambling den was secluded enough, there weren't many Tung Sing henchmen left outside to keep watch; only two were responsible for monitoring the surrounding area.
Just then, a car stopped at the alleyway outside the gambling den, and a man wearing a black trench coat and glasses got out. Although he looked fierce, he also had the air of a big brother.
He is the judge!
After getting out of the car, the judge glanced towards the vegetable market and gambling stalls in the alley, then turned to look at Mad Bull:
"Is that it?"
Mad Bull nodded:
"That's it! Don't let its unassuming appearance fool you, it has a daily turnover of tens of millions, all in cash. Nobody would recognize it if you took it out!"
The gambling dens are mostly filled with cash, and old bills with unbroken serial numbers. This is exactly what these desperate criminals like judges like the most, because even if they take it out and deposit it in a bank, no one can find out.
"Alright, once you're ready, let's go and get started. Mad Bull Chicken Essence and I will rush in, while you keep watch. Don't hurt anyone unless absolutely necessary. We're after money; killing someone would be a huge problem!"
Although judges and others enjoy double-crossing, they would not kill unless absolutely necessary, because killing could lead to serious trouble, and someone might even call the police, which would bring them trouble.
However, if they only rob money without harming anyone, the other party may have no choice but to suffer in silence, unable to express their grievances. If they cannot find the whereabouts of the judge or others, they will have no choice but to accept the situation.
At the judge's command, Mad Bull and his men immediately opened the trunk of the car and took out the guns and masks they had prepared inside. Each of the four men took a gun, while the judge took his favorite shotgun and then put the mask on his head.
"action!"
At the judge's command, he concealed the gun inside his trench coat and strode toward the vegetable market gambling stall.
Because the alley was dimly lit, the Tung Sing gang members at the entrance of the gambling den didn't see the four men wearing masks; they just looked at them warily.
As the four judges approached, the two Tung Sing henchmen noticed they were wearing masks, quickly drew their short knives from their waists, and shouted: