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That night, Shen Yan returned to his residence. As soon as he stepped into the lobby, the floor light at the entrance suddenly flickered (Li Zhao's). He subconsciously looked up and saw a small red dot flashing on and off on the roof, as if someone was measuring his distance.
He didn't say anything, just paused for a moment, and continued walking into the elevator.
the next day.
"Donghai Import and Export Company" suddenly announced the termination of its cooperation with three suppliers under Shen Yan's name; "Runbang Chamber of Commerce" also issued an announcement that afternoon stating that the planned merger project was temporarily suspended due to internal communication problems; the small restaurant in Yau Ma Tei changed owners the next day, and the shop sign was torn down and replaced.
Chapter 566 New Rules for the Club
Xu Lang said nothing, and Tung Sing didn't issue a single announcement, but everyone in Hong Kong knew that Tung Sing had made another profit.
No one was hit, and no guns were used, but everyone knew that this silence was the most frightening thing.
Because nobody knows who will be the next to disappear.
After the crackdown on Hong Kong Island subsided, Tung Sing seemed to have returned to normal, with all its industries operating as usual.
The nightclubs' revenue streams remained unchanged, the logistics lines continued to operate, the jewelry factories received orders day and night, and the casinos and hotels' accounts were all running as usual.
Xu Lang never showed up again, as if he had completely retreated behind the scenes after this incident, spending his days handling business and contracts at the villa in the mountains, only occasionally going to the headquarters.
But the more silent things are, the less anyone in the industry dares to relax.
Shen Yan did not make any public appearances or issue any statements after dinner that night. It was as if he had cut himself off. After leaving the Yinghai Hotel, he only stayed in Central for one night and left Hong Kong Island with his assistant the next morning.
Some say he returned to Macau, while others say he went to Siam, but no one dares to confirm.
Within a week, all the cables he had laid on Hong Kong Island were cut off.
The people contacted by the Chamber of Commerce were withdrawn, the small gang returned to its original territory, and the few financial people (BFEA) who had previously wanted to connect with him all shut up. Even Long Fei, an old fox who was used to testing the waters, completely fell silent at this point.
Wang Jianjun calls this series of movements "cleansing the back".
On the surface, nothing seemed to happen, but in reality, every cut was precise. The connections and bottom lines accumulated over the years were all put to use in this covert battle.
But at that moment, the Yamaguchi-gumi suddenly made a new move.
The Tojoyama branch begins preparations for a large-scale "family celebration".
In name, it is an annual offering ceremony within their trio, but the location is not in Japan. Instead, it is held at the "Shin Wo Shrine" in Macau. Invitations are sent out to the public, and even several local chambers of commerce on Hong Kong Island receive invitations.
When the news reached Tung Sing, it was delivered personally by Ho Sai Gui.
He placed the invitation on Xu Lang's desk. The letter was neatly printed, with red background and black characters, looking old-fashioned and solemn. But upon closer inspection, the letter's meaning was very clear—the Tojo Yama branch was about to reveal its identity.
Instead of hiding it, they want to stand up openly and officially bring all their arrangements in Hong Kong Island over the past few years to the forefront.
After reading it, Hong Wentong whispered:
"This isn't an invitation, it's a challenge!"
The judge nodded.
"They want to openly confront us, using the banner of family culture to put Tung Sing on the opposite side of morality!"
"If we don't go, people will say we're out of touch with reality; but once we go, our stance becomes ambiguous!"
"This move is forcing us to take a stand!"
Xu Lang didn't speak, but leaned back in his chair and gently tapped the table with his knuckles.
He knew that this was the most insidious move.
This is even more ruthless than those previous cases involving logistics, docks, and gray accounts.
This invitation was backed by the tacit approval of the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters, and may even have been directly promoted by them.
They no longer wanted to use infiltration tactics, but instead wanted to directly use the family's authority to coerce and turn the entire Hong Kong Island into their branch's legitimate territory.
Xu Lang stood up, walked to the window, and without looking outside, simply lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds.
The judge stood aside, waiting for his instructions.
After a moment, Xu Lang spoke:
"Reply to this post and say that I will send someone over then!"
"Write the name: Wang Jianjun!"
Hong Wentong paused for a moment, then understood.
Wang Jianjun is Dongxing's strongest asset.
It wasn't because he fought the hardest, but because he was the one who disregarded the rules the most.
Chapter 567 The Judge Makes a List
If you invite him to dinner, he can flip the table with a single chopstick; if you toast him with a drink, he can raze the entire restaurant to the ground.
He is like a nail that Xu Lang left on the deck—you can touch it, you can see it clearly, but you don't know when it will prick you.
Sending out this invitation is tantamount to telling the Yakuza: Tungsung isn't ignoring the challenge, but rather is openly responding.
After receiving the task, Wang Jianjun didn't ask any further questions.
That evening, he took Xiaotianhu, Hengmei, and ten of Tung Sing's direct bodyguards and boarded a ship directly from Hong Kong Island to Macau.
Aji led a strike team, bypassing the main force by land, and was responsible for perimeter support.
Preparations have already begun at the Shinwa Shrine.
The Yamaguchi-gumi decorated the entire venue with gold and Japanese-style decorations. Even the entrance was adorned with their family's "tiger stripe" totem. In addition to members from several branches in Southeast Asia, there were also many representatives from conglomerates in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
The whole scene had become a declaration of power.
On the day of his arrival, Wang Jianjun did not stay at a hotel, but instead went directly to the "Fulong Warehouse" in the suburbs of Haojiang.
This is one of Tung Sing's old strongholds in Macau, which is never open to the public and has always been used for cargo transshipment.
He stayed there overnight, and the next morning at eight o'clock sharp, he set off with his men.
When he left, he took nothing but an old umbrella, which he had used in Chaozhou years ago. The handle was made of iron, and the canopy was faded, making it look like a broken piece of junk.
But anyone who has seen it knows that there are two sections of hard steel underneath that umbrella, capable of breaking even bones.
When they arrived at the shrine entrance, the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi were indeed there.
Matsui was there to greet them.
He was dressed in a black kimono, his smile gentle, and his tone calm.
"Welcome, Mr. Wang!"
"It's such an honor for us that you've come!"
Wang Jianjun did not shake hands, but simply carried the umbrella on his shoulder and walked into the shrine.
"I'm here to see what you're going to perform!"
That was a very blunt statement.
Matsui wasn't angry; he just kept smiling and gestured for her to proceed.
The entire area surrounding the shrine was almost entirely occupied by members of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
From the warehouse to the exhibition setup and the entrances and exits, manpower was arranged in every passage, and the guard posts on the perimeter were openly manned by fire squads, clearly unafraid of being seen.
Wang Jianjun entered the main hall but did not sit in the main seat; instead, he sat in a corner.
He glanced around the room, his gaze settling on the young man sitting below the altar.
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That person was none other than Tojo Masahiro, the head of the Tojoyama branch.
This was his first public appearance in front of Hong Kong's political forces.
After this, the Yamaguchi-gumi will officially declare its existence on Hong Kong Island legal.
Tojo Masamasa was dressed very formally, in a black kimono and with a black wood crest. Every move he made followed the family rules, but his face couldn't hide his sharpness. He had sharp eyes, thin lips, and spoke slowly but aggressively.
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The ceremony began soon.
The traditional oath-taking, offering, and incense-burning process takes a full two hours. Masahiro Tojo stands before the altar, his voice steady:
"We, the three-person group, never covet other people's territory!"
"But what we want is respect!"
"It's what we deserve!"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jianjun had already stood up without looking at him.
"Finished?"
"I'm leaving after I've finished speaking!"
Tojo Masahiro's barely suppressed smile faltered for a moment.
He seemed to want to say something more, but Wang Jianjun had already turned away.
He said as he walked:
"You have any shame? We'll give you one!"
"If you want a share, we'll accept it!" (referring to a towel).
Chapter 568 Ajiya Draws His Sword
"But if you want to acquire the land, this kind of ceremony can't solve that!"
He walked out of the shrine entrance, stood on the steps, and glanced at the sky.
"Brother Lang said that today's clear weather is to show you that the sunshine on Hong Kong Island doesn't belong to your family!"
Those words, when they fell into everyone's ears, were like a hammer striking a stone slab.
That evening, all external activities of the Tojoyama branch were cancelled.
Several peripheral industries in Macau, known as "570," suddenly contracted, while several small gangs on Hong Kong Island also issued statements terminating their cooperation with the Yakuza.
There were no guns or knives, but the entire underground community in Southeast China knew that the Sankou Group had bitten off more than they could chew this time.
And this iron plate is from Tung Sing.
It's Xu Lang.