Chapter 176: Quick Transmigration: Film and Television Multiverse Chapter 21: Preparing for War

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

Deng Bo of the Wo Hop Sing was leisurely drinking tea at his residence when suddenly his underling rushed in, panic-stricken, to report: "Deng Bo, it's bad! Our brothers at the mahjong hall on Yuen Long Street Corner were beaten up by Hung Hing people, and they've been driven out of Yuen Long!"

Hearing this, Deng Bo's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, his expression instantly turned serious, and his brow furrowed tightly. He thought to himself, these Hung Hing people have quite the gall, actually daring to run wild on his own territory and beat up his own brothers like this—it's simply too much.

Afterwards, he asked in detail about the course of events, only to learn that it was the doing of someone under Lin Hao, that kid who had recently risen in Hung Hing.

Deng Bo snorted coldly in his heart, recalling that Lin Hao had wanted to meet him two days ago to discuss matters like the congestion on Yuen Long Street, but he hadn't paid him any attention at all back then, thinking Lin Hao was just a newly emerged small fry not worth taking seriously.

Who would have thought that in less than two days, this Lin Hao would actually dare to send people to actively stir up trouble? It seems he had underestimated this kid.

Deng Bo understood in his heart that Lin Hao's move surely wasn't just a simple attempt to cause trouble; there was probably some purpose behind it, perhaps he wanted to take the opportunity to expand territory and suppress Wo Hop Sing's power in Yuen Long.

The more Deng Bo thought about it, the more he felt he couldn't just let this go easily. He had been in the jianghu for so many years; he couldn't let a greenhorn ride roughshod over him. He had to think of a way to give Hung Hing and Lin Hao a taste of their own medicine, to let them know Wo Hop Sing wasn't to be trifled with.

But this matter still required careful consideration; he had to plan well, to figure out how to strike so as to regain face without blowing things up too much and affecting Wo Hop Sing's overall interests.

Deng Bo wore a grim expression, slowly set down his teacup, and after a moment's thought, picked up the phone on the table and dialed A Le's number. The other end connected quickly, and Deng Bo said in a serious tone: "A Le, come over here right away, I have something to tell you."

Hearing Deng Bo's tone, A Le knew something important must have happened, and he quickly agreed, then hurried over to Deng Bo's place.

Not long after, A Le arrived at Deng Bo's residence.

Upon entering, he saw Deng Bo's complexion wasn't good, and he guessed in his heart that Deng Bo had probably run into some troublesome matter. A Le asked respectfully: "Deng Bo, you called me over so urgently—what happened?"

Deng Bo snorted coldly, then told A Le everything in detail: how Lin Hao's man from Hung Hing had stirred up trouble at Yuen Long Street Corner, beaten up Wo Hop Sing's brothers, and driven them out of Yuen Long.

While listening, A Le furrowed his brow, thinking to himself that this Lin Hao was truly arrogant; it seemed he wanted to stir up some commotion on the Yuen Long side.

After Deng Bo finished speaking, A Le raised his head and looked at Deng Bo, asking: "Deng Bo, then what do you plan to do? We can't just swallow this anger."

Deng Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in them, but he soon regained his composure and said slowly: "A Le, I don't want to blow this up too much either. After all, the situation on our Wo Hop Sing side is quite complicated right now—more trouble is better than less. I'm thinking we'll just have that Lin Hao kid host a banquet to apologize, pay the medical expenses for our injured brothers and compensate for the losses at the mahjong hall, and then we'll let it go. As for the Yuen Long street congestion matter, I'll have someone handle it properly afterward, so Hung Hing won't have any excuse to come cause us trouble again."

Hearing Deng Bo's words, A Le felt in his heart that letting Lin Hao off so easily was a bit too cheap for him, but since Deng Bo had said so, he couldn't very well object. After all, he was still counting on Deng Bo's support for his election as Talker, and doing something for Deng Bo was only natural.

So A Le nodded and said: "Deng Bo, I understand. I'll go negotiate with that Lin Hao right now and see what his attitude is. If he's sensible, we'll do as you say; if he doesn't know what's good for him, then we can't be polite about it."

Deng Bo waved his hand and said: "Mm, go handle it. Try to settle the matter and don't let any more complications arise. Our Wo Hop Sing can't stand too much turmoil right now."

A Le agreed, then turned and left Deng Bo's residence, preparing to go find Lin Hao and demand an explanation.

A Le rushed to Yuen Long without stopping. As soon as he arrived, he saw Lin Hao sitting leisurely indoors, a steaming hot pot already set on the table, its fresh aroma wafting through the air—but A Le had no mind to care about such things at the moment.

Lin Hao, in fact, had already anticipated this. He knew an old hand like Deng Bo wouldn't personally come to handle this matter, but when he saw it was A Le who had come, he couldn't help but curse silently in his heart: "Hmph, this old schemer."

He knew in his heart that A Le was no easy character to deal with. This man usually looked smiling and amiable, giving the impression of harmony bringing wealth, but he had plenty of bad schemes in his belly, full of calculations.

As soon as A Le entered, Lin Hao couldn't be bothered with empty pleasantries and spoke directly: "A Le, I won't beat around the bush with you. I'll pay twenty thousand to buy that mahjong hall of Deng Bo's on the street corner. Go back and tell him he's getting old and shouldn't be running around outside anymore—he should stay home and enjoy his blessings in peace. If he wants to come play around in Yuen Long in the future, I, Lin Hao, will definitely take good care of him and make sure he doesn't suffer the slightest grievance."

Hearing these words, A Le's expression changed instantly, and he was furious in his heart. He never expected Lin Hao to be so arrogant—not only refusing to host a banquet and compensate losses as Deng Bo said, but actually thinking twenty thousand could buy the mahjong hall. This was clearly putting Wo Hop Sing in his eyes.

A Le understood in his heart that with Lin Hao's attitude, there was nothing to discuss today; talking more was useless.

So he didn't even sit down, snorted coldly, turned and walked out of the room. As he walked, he thought to himself: Hmph, this Lin Hao refuses a toast and will be forced to drink a penalty drink—then don't blame us Wo Hop Sing for being impolite. When he got back, he had to prepare well to go to war with Hung Hing and this Lin Hao, and make Lin Hao know the might of Wo Hop Sing.

Lin Hao watched A Le's departing back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile. He thought to himself: Want to go to war with me? Then come on. I, Lin Hao, am not afraid of you. Let's see who laughs last. Only Lin Hao remained sitting in the room, the hot pot still bubbling with steam.