The Takeover

It was evening again.

Chikan Bay, Heping Branch Road.

Open-air food stalls are always an excellent source of intelligence, no matter the time of year.

Everywhere you look at the stalls, shirtless men are clinking glasses and loudly sharing gossip they've heard, trying to elicit astonished glances from their friends.

At the dinner table, after several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the meal had been enjoyed.

One of the men, who had a large belly, let out a burp, looked around, and said, "Have you heard? The White Shark Gang here has a new leader."

"Yes, yes, I've heard about that too."

"I heard the current high-ranking person is a martial artist?"

"Impossible, right? No matter what level of martial artist they are, becoming a high-ranking member in a major power would be a piece of cake. Why would they run off to be the boss in some Red Pole corner?"

Upon hearing this topic, several of the burly man's companions also became interested.

Gossip about the criminal gangs operating in Chikan Bay is a favorite topic of conversation.

"Martial artists? Ha, how could a martial artist possibly look down on small fry like the White Shark Gang?"

The pot-bellied man lowered his voice and added, "Let me tell you, I've seen this kind of thing a lot. The whole 'changing the martial arts leader' thing is just a bluff."

"If you don't believe me, think back over the past few days. Has the rumored new leader of the White Shark Gang ever shown up?"

"Yeah, I've never seen it before."

"Only that White Shark is showing his face everywhere, I wonder what he's up to."

"Wait, isn't that White Shark?"

"Stop talking, let's drink, let's drink."

White Shark, a cigarette dangling from his lips, swaggered down the street with two henchmen following behind him.

He glanced at the crowded food stalls, then walked straight to the owner of one of them.

"Hey, Liu Zhuti, business's been pretty good lately."

The owner of the food stall was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Upon seeing White Shark approach and strike up a conversation, Liu Zhuti quickly rubbed his hands on his apron and said with a fawning smile.

"Thanks to you, Brother White Shark, I haven't seen any of our White Shark Gang members come to eat here lately. This won't do. Why don't you sit over there and I'll bring you some food?"

"No."

White Shark chuckled and shook his head, then changed the subject. "Liu Zhuti, I won't beat around the bush with you. Our White Shark Gang planning to dedicate some of our energy to taking care of you. What do you think?"

"This..." Upon hearing White Shark's words, Liu Zhuti's expression changed.

The food stall owner's reaction made White Shark's smile falter, and he immediately snorted coldly, "What? You look down on the White Shark Gang?"

Before Liu Zhuti could reply, several people at the next table stood up.

"White Shark, you've gone too far, haven't you? Have you forgotten that this is our Xiangri Society's territory?"

"Without even a greeting, White Shark, do you want to start a war?"

"Go back to your hotel and collect rent until you die, hahaha."

The members of the Xiangri Society looked quite relaxed.

After all, in Chikan Bay, you can tell how powerful a force is by the territory it controls.

The White Shark Gang previously only owned three hotels, making them clearly at the bottom of the social dynamics groups.

Although the Xiangri Society isn't exactly a major force, it's still considerably stronger than the White Shark Gang.

These club members certainly wouldn't be afraid, let alone...

One of the middle-aged men stood up, touching his belly. He had a prominent black mole on his left cheek; this man was the president of the Xiangri Society.

"White Shark, I've watched you grow up. You insist on doing things that make everyone unhappy. To prevent you from going astray, I have no choice but to teach you a painful lesson."

Unexpectedly, upon seeing the president of Xiangri Society appear, White Shark chuckled.

"Xiang Heizhi, judging by the time, your Xiangri Society's stronghold should have been destroyed by now."

He twitched his face at the Xiang Heizhi, trying to appear calm.

"How arrogant!"

"Your information is really outdated. The Guaizi Gang, the Jinquan Group, Franklin, and our White Shark Gang are all one family now."

"You're talking nonsense! How could those three families possibly ally with your White Shark Gang? You must have lost your mind!"

He unconsciously raised his voice towards the Xiang Heizhi, as if doing so would reduce the credibility of the White Shark's words.

White Shark threw the cigarette he was holding onto the ground and stomped it out. "Don't you even think about why I would dare to come and cause trouble after seeing you drinking here?"

"You four families have joined forces, and you still want to swallow up my Xiangri Society? The Miller Family will never tolerate such a thing happening."

Xiang Heizhi showed no intention of backing down, but verbally acknowledged the fact that the four parties had joined forces.

That's normal; he knew perfectly well that White Shark wouldn't have come all this way to make up lies to deceive him.

What's more, while he was confronting White Shark, he had already secretly reached into his pocket and made a phone call to the Vice President.

The fact that the call went unanswered added even more credibility to White Shark's words.

At the same time, suddenly, many figures wielding daggers, machetes, and baseball bats appeared around the food stall.

The henchman next to the Xiang Heizhi noticed the surrounding situation and, being fairly loyal, quickly whispered a reminder.

Seeing that everyone was present, White Shark stuck out his tongue provocatively. "Brother Bai said, this is how we do things."

"Brother Bai?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly at the Xiang Heizhi: "Is the rumor true?"

When he first heard the rumor, he scoffed at it, thinking that a true martial artist would never look down on a place like the White Shark Gang.

After all, the president of the Xiangri Society had actually practiced Body Tempering Method, but he was stuck at the step of sensing Internal Energy and couldn't get into the door no matter what.

Even so, his skills were far superior to those of ordinary people; Chang San people could not get close to him.

The more someone is like this, the clearer they understand just how powerful martial artists truly are.

Whether it's true or false, you don't need to worry about it.

After saying this, White Shark quickly retreated, shouting at the same time, "Brothers, let's charge together! After today, there will be no more Xiangri Society!"

What the White Shark said is, of course, true.

To put it bluntly, Chikan Bay itself has its own order, no matter how evil that order may be; it is still order.

If you try to do the same thing as Black people who buy things for free, you'll be dumped in a river with cement the next day.

Therefore, most of the low-level thugs are struggling to make ends meet, and their living conditions are even worse than those of ordinary residents.

Under these circumstances, if a martial artist were to kill their leader and express willingness to lead them in establishing a new organization, it would be difficult for the members of those criminal gangs to say how much attachment they would have to their original families.

At least for now, regardless of whether it's the Guaizi Gang, the Jinquan Group, Franklin, or the White Shark Gang, these groups can all quickly change their mindset and accept the reality of switching sides.

Upon hearing White Shark's command, the armed thugs around immediately swarmed forward, and some pedestrians were unable to dodge in time and were knocked down on the spot.

Seeing this, one of Xiang Heizhi's loyal henchmen grabbed a plastic chair in front of him and used it to push Black Mole's head against him.

"Brother Xiang! You go first!"