bookrandom Chapter 571 Camel: Speed Up, Even If the Boat Capsizes, We Must Reach the Shore
Chapter 571 Camel: Speed Up, Even If the Boat Capsizes, We Must Reach the Shore
Nanako Kusakari turned on the wall lamp, filling the room with warm yellow light: "Mr. Ye, there are thick blankets in the room. It gets cool in Japan at night, so don't catch a cold. Dinner will be delivered. If you need anything else, just press the bell on the wall."
"Thank you for your trouble, Miss Kusakari," Ye Haoxuan said.
Nanako Kusakari turned to leave, then stopped and looked back at him: "Mr. Ye, I know you're worried about Hong Kong. I've already asked Uncle Yamamoto to send you news about Hong Kong every half hour, so you don't need to worry."
A hint of warmth flashed in Ye Haoxuan's eyes, and he nodded slightly: "Thank you."
Watching Nanako Kusakari's figure disappear through the doorway, Ye Haoxuan walked to the window, opened it, and the night breeze carrying the scent of cherry blossoms rushed in, allowing his tense nerves to relax slightly. He took out a piece of dried tangerine peel from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and the citrus aroma spread, instantly reminding him of Luo Huiling's smiling face—she always said that dried tangerine peel was good for the stomach, and she would always pack some for him wherever he went.
He leaned against the window, took out his mobile phone, and wanted to call Tony, but found that the signal was bad.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. It was Tachibana Masahito.
“Brother Xuan, Mr. Kusakari asked me to tell you that Hoshino Jiro’s men are still keeping watch outside the villa. We’ll take turns guarding it tonight, so you can rest easy,” said Tachibana Masahito.
"Hmm." Ye Haoxuan nodded. "Any news from Hong Kong?"
"Tony just relayed this: there's still a standoff in Tsim Sha Tsui. Big D's henchmen crossed the line and started swearing. Prince almost made a move, but Han Bin stopped him. Camel's boat is almost at the waters off the Western District. Han Bin has already deployed his men to the outer perimeter of the pier, waiting for him to disembark."
Ye Haoxuan said in a deep voice, "Tell Tony not to fight head-on. First, lure the camel men to the Western District warehouse. The terrain there is complicated and easy to ambush. Have Prince guard Tsim Sha Tsui. No matter how much Big D causes trouble, don't get distracted."
"Understood, I'll go deliver the message right away." Tachibana Masahito turned and left.
Ye Haoxuan closed the window, walked to the tatami mat and sat down, tapping his fingertips on the low table as he sorted out the situation in his mind.
Kusakari Kazuo's attitude was clear: the alliance was secure. Although Hoshino Jiro was keeping an eye on things, with the Kusakari family watching, he couldn't cause much trouble. As for Hong Kong Island, as long as Han Bin could hold off the camel and the prince could guard Tsim Sha Tsui, they could wipe them all out once he returned.
But he felt uneasy—Ah Le was too quiet.
Big D is causing such a ruckus, and Camel is planning a sneak attack on headquarters, but Ah Le is just watching from the shadows without making a move. This is not like him.
Ah Le is too cunning; no one knows what he'll do next.
Meanwhile, chaos had broken out on the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui on Hong Kong Island.
Big D's henchmen had been cursing for almost an hour, their voices hoarse. Seeing that the prince was still holed up in the casino and wouldn't come out, one of the blond-haired henchmen couldn't take it anymore and rushed towards the casino entrance with a machete.
"Boss, that bastard Crown Prince doesn't dare to come out. Let's just storm in and smash his place!"
"Stop him!" Han Bin shouted, and two of his henchmen immediately rushed forward, blocking the blond-haired man's machete with a "clang".
The blond-haired man got angry and swung his machete, yelling, "Fuck your mother! How dare you stop me!"
The two sides instantly began to fight, the sounds of fists colliding and screams mingling together, breaking the silence of the street.
Seeing this, the crown prince gripped the steel pipe and tried to rush out, but Han Bin held him back tightly: "Your Highness! Don't be impulsive! It's just two underlings fighting, it's not worth our time!"
"Not worth it?" The prince's eyes were bloodshot. "Those are our brothers! What if they kill them?"
"I've already sent people up to help!" Han Bin pointed ahead, "Look, Ah Le's men have moved too—they're breaking up the fight, not helping Big D!"
The prince looked in the direction he pointed and saw more than a dozen of Ah Le's men rushing out of the alley. They were pulling Huang Mao away while shouting "Stop fighting!" They seemed to be trying to break up the fight, but in reality, they were dragging Huang Mao back, clearly not wanting to escalate the situation.
"That old fox, Ah Le, knows how to play the game." The Crown Prince spat, but stopped in his tracks.
On the rooftop of an office building not far away, Ah Le leaned against the railing, twirling a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, watching the farce below with a cold smile on his lips.
His subordinate whispered, "Young Master Le, we've brought Huang Mao back. Big D is furious and says he'll charge in himself."
“Let him charge.” Ah Lok paused in his prayer beads. “But don’t let him actually rush into the casino. Keep Prince and him waiting. Once Camel’s men make their move, Hung Hing will be too busy to deal with themselves, and then we can take care of Big D. By then, the casino in Tsim Sha Tsui will be ours and Luen Shing’s.”
"Understood, Young Master Le."
Off the coast of the western district, camel smuggling boats struggled in the waves.
The waves on the sea were getting bigger and bigger, and the ship was rocking violently. Many of the crew members were seasick and vomiting so badly that the cabin was filled with a fishy smell and the sour smell of vomit.
Wang Tai, his face pale, leaned on the gunwale and walked to Camel's side, his voice trembling: "Master Camel, the wind and waves are too strong, and the boat is unstable. Should we go ashore to take shelter? Also, my old subordinates in Hong Kong said that Han Bin has transferred all his men to the Western District Pier, as if he knew we were coming all along."
"Avoid my ass!" Camel kicked the deck, splashing water everywhere. "If we avoid the shore now, we'll miss our chance once Ye Haoxuan returns! Tell the captain to speed up; even if we capsize, we must reach the shore before dawn!"
He paused, his eyes turning sinister: "Have your old men go to the docks to distract Han Bin's men. We'll go around through the small path behind the warehouse and head straight for Hung Hing headquarters! As long as we take down Hung Hing headquarters, even if the Crown Prince and Han Bin have incredible abilities, it won't matter!"
The king dared not refute, and could only stumble and stagger to deliver the message.
Camel, leaning on his ebony cane, stood at the bow of the boat, letting the icy seawater lash his face, his eyes filled with a frantic longing—he had waited for this day for far too long. If he could take over Hung Hing, the underworld of Hong Kong would be his!
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As the night deepened, in the courtyard of the Kusakari family in Yamato, the incense was still burning, and the sake on the stone table had gone cold.
Kusakari Kazuo sat at the stone table, looking at the cherry blossoms in full bloom, and said to the butler beside him, "Tell Hoshino Jiro to stop trying to take advantage of Brother Ye and to stop colluding with Camel. Otherwise, I don't mind sending Hoshino Taro to meet the King of Hell."
"Yes, sir."
In the guest room, Ye Haoxuan leaned against the tatami mat, unable to fall asleep.
He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, as if he could hear the sounds of fighting on Hong Kong Island, the shouts of his brothers, and the words of advice from Law Wai-ling and Chau Ti.
He knew that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
No matter how serene the cherry blossoms of Kyoto are, they cannot suppress the storms of Hong Kong Island; no matter how peaceful the Kusakari family's garden is, it cannot shirk the responsibilities on his shoulders.
Just as dawn was breaking, there was a knock at the door. It was Nanako Kusakari.
“Mr. Ye, Uncle Yamamoto sent word that the Camel Men have landed and Han Bin is leading them to the Western District warehouse; in Tsim Sha Tsui, Big D still refuses to leave, and Ah Lok’s men are still keeping an eye on him.”