Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

Chapter 552 The Camel Returns to Port, Sword Pointing at Ye Haoxuan!

The night in Hong Kong Island always carries a hint of ambiguity and murky darkness. The neon lights dye the surface of Victoria Harbour with a dazzling array of colors, but they cannot illuminate the conspiracies and schemes hidden in the alleys.

At the entrance of Tung Sing headquarters, the once magnificent archway is now covered in dust, and the two stone lions at the entrance have been splashed with red paint, resembling two ferocious bloodstains.

With Lei Yaoyang captured and the strongholds successively wiped out by Hung Hing, the men of Tung Sing were filled with panic. Some packed their bags and ran away, while others hid in rented rooms, too afraid to show their faces. Only a dozen or so old, weak, and disabled soldiers remained in the main courtyard, squatting in the corner smoking, their eyes full of dejection.

At 8 p.m., a black Mercedes-Benz slowly pulled up in front of the gang. The moment the headlights went out, two burly men in black suits and sunglasses got out of the car, cautiously scanned their surroundings, and then opened the back door.

Situ Haonan helped a middle-aged man in a dark Tang suit down. As one of the Five Tigers of Dongxing, Situ Haonan was tall and imposing, with a restrained fierceness. His movements as he helped the man were steady and powerful.

The man was in his forties, his hair was somewhat gray but neatly combed, his face was resolute, and he exuded a calm and dignified air of someone who had long held a high position—he was Camel, the leader of the East Star gang.

His left hand rested on an ebony cane, the head of which was carved with a lifelike eagle. His right hand hung naturally at his side, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the jade thumb ring on his ring finger. Every step he took was steady and heavy.

The underlings crouching in the corner heard the sound and looked up sharply. The moment they saw the camel, their eyes widened, and they didn't even notice the cigarettes falling to the ground. After a few seconds of stunned silence, they all stood up and stammered, "Master... Master Luo!"

Camel didn't look at them, but glanced at the mottled archway and the red paint on the wall. His brows furrowed slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything and walked straight into the hall.

In the main hall, tables and chairs were overturned, cigarette butts, bottles, and broken teacups littered the floor. The "Dongxing Hall" plaque, which had once hung in the center, now hung crookedly on the wall, with pieces missing from its edges. Camel walked to the plaque, stopped, and with a gentle flick of his cane, the plaque fell to the ground with a crash, shattering into pieces.

"A bunch of useless trash." He finally spoke, his voice hoarse but carrying an undeniable authority. "How long have I been gone, and East Star has become like this? Lei Yaoyang has been captured, our territory has been seized, and all you do is hide here and wait to die?"

The underlings were so frightened that they lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak.

They all knew that the camels would not let the matter rest once they returned.

Back when Camel was in charge of Tung Sing, he was ruthless and meticulous, and managed to bring Tung Sing to the point of rivaling Hung Hing. Later, he was hunted down by assassins sent by Ye Haoxuan in Windmill Country. He narrowly escaped but was shot and had to temporarily retreat to Southeast Asia to recuperate, handing Tung Sing over to Lei Yaoyang. Unexpectedly, Lei Yaoyang was so useless that he brought down Tung Sing in a short period of time.

At this moment, Camel's capable subordinates, Zuo Wangtai and Da Dong, strode in.

Zuo Wang Tai was dressed in a plain-colored long robe, seemingly refined, but his eyes concealed a terrifying sharpness, and his aura was calm and composed. He was a top master in the Young and Dangerous comics, known for his steady and ruthless nature.

Da Dong was burly and muscular, with scars crisscrossing his arms. He walked with a swagger, possessed incredible punching power, and had a fierce and fiery temperament.

"Master Luo, you're finally back! That good-for-nothing Lei Yaoyang has fallen for Liangzai Xuan's trap!" Zuo Wangtai's tone was calm and his words were clear, revealing the composure of a master.

Da Dong clenched his fists and added in a gruff voice, "Brother Luo! Hung Hing is too arrogant. We have to fight them! I'll lead the brothers to charge in. Even if it's a fight to the death, we can't let them bully Tung Sing!"

"Hmph, Lei Yaoyang?" Camel sneered, walked to the main seat and sat down, tapping his cane on the ground. "He thinks too highly of himself, all talk and no action. I knew he would never amount to anything."

He paused, then looked at Situ Haonan, "Have all my people in Southeast Asia been arranged?"

“It’s all arranged, Big Brother. They’re all top-notch experts and can come back anytime,” Situ Haonan said, bowing. “In addition, I’ve contacted Big D from Wo Luen Shing. He’s willing to meet with you and specifically said not to invite Young Master Lok—those two have always been at odds, and Big D doesn’t want Young Master Lok to know about this.”

Camel nodded, his fingertips tracing the jade thumb ring, his eyes deep: "Big D is flamboyant and ambitious. He's outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds with Lok Siu, and there's already a rift within the Wo Luen Shing. We can use him to keep Hung Hing in check. He wants to use our strength to overpower Lok Siu and counter Hung Hing, while we want to use Wo Luen Shing's territory as cover. It's just a mutual exploitation."

"Where should we meet?" Situ Haonan asked.

"We decided to go to an old tea stall in Sham Shui Po at one o'clock in the morning. It's less crowded, more secluded, and less likely to be noticed by the Hung Hing gang."

Camel said in a deep voice, "Da Dong, you take five men and follow me. Zuo Wang Tai, you stay in the gang to keep people calm and also investigate Hung Hing's border defenses. With your skills, you will definitely be able to figure out the situation. Hao Nan, you maintain contact with Southeast Asia and do not make any mistakes."

"Understood!" the three replied in unison. Situ Haonan turned and went out to make arrangements, while Zuo Wangtai and Da Dong also carried out their respective orders.

Only Camel remained in the hall. He sat in the main seat, gazing at the empty and chaotic hall, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

He hid in Southeast Asia for a while, the lingering pain from his gunshot wound reminding him day and night of Ye Haoxuan's ruthlessness, and he thought about returning every day to take back everything from Dongxing.

Now that Ye Haoxuan has risen to power and Hung Hing is gaining strength, Tung Sing is in dire straits. But chaos is the only chance to turn things around. If they can join forces with Big D to get rid of Ye Haoxuan, Tung Sing can not only make a comeback, but also take the opportunity to annex Hung Hing's territory and become the true overlord of Hong Kong's underworld.