Aside from Hongxing, Dongxing, and a few other major organizations under the Numbers Gang,
even the leader of Chung Sing Yee, Lian Haolong, had expressed views very similar to Chiang Tin-sheng's.
In Hong Kong, switching allegiance could be difficult—or easy.
As long as the bosses on both sides reached an agreement, everything was negotiable.
Han Bin, Dinosaur, the three brothers Fine Eye, and Thirteen Sister
had all transferred to Hongxing that way.
But if talks broke down and someone still tried to switch,
that made them a disloyal traitor—a 25-boy.
And the fate of a 25-boy was simple:
white blade in, red blade out.
As for rumors that various underworld big shots wanted to defect on their own,
Lin Yao paid them no mind.
"Boss! That woman is here again!"
Lin Yao was just about to head to the sauna for a good soak
when a junior named A-Yong hurried over to report.
"Which woman?" Lin Yao asked, frowning.
Since transmigrating here, he didn't even have a girlfriend—
who could be looking for him?
"The one from a few days ago—the one who even got Hongyi involved…"
"One, or two?"
Lin Yao already knew who it was.
"One. The other one's First Brother's girl—she didn't come."
"Alright. Bring her in."
If it wasn't Bozi, then it had to be Little Lucky Star.
Why would she come looking for him?
With questions in mind, Lin Yao saw Little Lucky Star—
looking completely different from the last time.
Her nickname suited her perfectly.
The change in her aura was dramatic.
To be honest, she was both pure and alluring.
Delicate features—her looks were no worse than any female celebrity's.
Today she wore no heavy makeup, showing a more natural beauty.
At heart, she was still a young girl.
Delinquent girls liking heavy makeup—
wasn't that also a kind of trend?
From what Lin Yao knew about the Numbers Gang,
there were even juvenile members inside—
it was a very loose organization.
Transfers were handled casually,
of course depending on the sub-faction.
Strong factions were strict about transfers.
As for the one Little Lucky Star belonged to—
it had long since declined.
"So? What brings you here?" Lin Yao asked.
"Brother Yao… I want to come help you work,"
Little Lucky Star said hesitantly.
At that moment, her mind was filled with the scene from that day—
Lin Yao single-handedly dealing with more than five hundred people.
Every girl carried a hero dream in her heart.
If she couldn't be a hero herself,
finding a heroic boyfriend came naturally.
"You mean you want to transfer over?" Lin Yao raised an eyebrow.
"No!"
"I don't want to be a delinquent girl anymore. I just want to help with daily affairs in your territory."
"Or… I could even clean your office."
She spoke very seriously.
"I don't take female lackeys here.
By the way—what's your real name?"
In the movies, she never had one.
"My name is Zhang Linyu. You can call me Linyu."
"Alright. Then start by helping with cleaning."
"First, go rent me a high-end apartment."
Hearing this, Little Lucky Star's face lit up with joy.
She then took out a red envelope.
"Even though I'm not transferring, by underworld rules I should still show some courtesy."
Lin Yao waved his hand.
"If you're not transferring, why would I take your red envelope? How much money do you even have?"
Embarrassed, Little Lucky Star lowered her head,
clutching the envelope—wanting to smile but holding it back,
sneaking glances at Lin Yao.
"Go rent the place first.
Why are you still standing here?"
Lin Yao grabbed a handful of cash from a drawer and put it on the table.
"Ah? Oh—okay!"
She nodded repeatedly.
"Take the money. Otherwise, what will you use to rent a place?"
Biting her lip and blushing, she took the money.
Clearly, her inner thoughts were very lively.
Watching her leave, Lin Yao smiled and shook his head.
Just then, A-Bu walked in.
"Brother Yao, I've got two pieces of information."
"Sit and talk—no rush."
Lin Yao sat back down.
A-Bu didn't sit, standing as he reported:
"First, about Big D.
Brother Wah didn't support him. Big D has put out word—he wants you dead."
"What should we do?"
"Don't worry about it.
What's the second one?"
"Hun Jianglong wants to make a move on you. Not sure if it's just talk or for real."
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Lin Yao's eyes.
"Should we strike first?
I can handle it—clean and quiet," A-Bu said.
"No need."
"Just do your job. Keep your phone on—don't turn off your pager."
A-Bu nodded. "Got it!"
"Oh, and pick a few sharp ones to form an intelligence team.
Then choose a few good fighters for an action team."
As he spoke, Lin Yao gave him some operating funds.
"Yes, boss!!"
After A-Bu left, Lin Yao sat alone, thinking.
Would Hun Jianglong really make a move?
Fifty-fifty.
First, he might have the desire, but not the guts.
Second, he might hire an assassin.
But now, Lin Yao's light had completely overshadowed him.
Jealousy and real利益 might push him into taking risks.
As for not letting A-Bu strike first—
it simply wasn't time yet.
With his current skills,
even if Hun Jianglong tried something,
it would be the perfect chance to wipe him out completely.
As for Big D—
if he could take out Brother Wah, even better.
If the boss doesn't die, how does anyone move up?
When the time came, even if Hun Jianglong didn't act,
Lin Yao would act first—once and for all.
After making up his mind,
he toured his territory, reminding the juniors:
No looking for girls during work hours.
After work—he didn't care.
And absolutely no drugs.
Since taking down Hongyi's First Brother,
the lackeys respected him even more.
Following a boss like this—
there was hope.
They shed their former laziness,
working diligently to collect protection fees.
At dusk, Little Lucky Star called.
She had already rented a high-end apartment at
No. 81, Carnarvon Road, Tsim Sha Tsui.
"Brother Yao, when are you coming to take a look?"
"Buy some furniture first, clean up, and wait for me."
Before she could say more, Lin Yao hung up.
Cough, cough.
Wasn't this opportunity knocking?
If there's no opportunity—
you create one.
On the road to eating meat,
human intelligence skyrockets!
Nine in the evening.
After arranging everything,
Lin Yao left the walled city on foot for Tsim Sha Tsui.
Tonight—
he had to keep Little Lucky Star in that room!
Meat delivered to your door—
if you don't eat it, are you even a man?
Especially meat of this quality.
First girlfriend: Little Lucky Star—
an invincible start!
Tsim Sha Tsui was too crowded,
and it was only about five hundred meters from the walled city anyway,
so Lin Yao chose to walk.
Turning a street corner,
a few burly men followed him from a distance.
"Is that Sex-Yao?"
"Yeah. Don't get close—he's dangerous. Best to blow his head off with one shot!"
"Move! Three guns—I don't believe he can dodge all of them!!"