On Macau Island, Mo Lo-bing brought a dozen or so men to the casino again.
This time, he met Pretty Ma.
"What does Hongxing have to say?" Mo Lo-bing asked, sprawling in a chair.
"Before anything else, you take ten percent from the other casinos, but you want twenty from us. Is there something going on here?" Pretty Ma asked with a smile.
Leaving aside whether they would pay, Pretty Ma wanted to know who had interfered and prompted Mo Lo-bing to demand such an exorbitant sum.
Mo Lo-bing's gaze sharpened slightly, then he smiled.
Someone had indeed promised him benefits.
Ding Yao of the Sanlian Gang.
Ding Yao had promised him that if he made trouble for Hongxing and prevented their casino from opening, she could get He Xin to hand her the casino he had given Hongxing.
Then half the casino would belong to Mo Lo-bing.
The promise immediately tempted Mo Lo-bing. He dreamed of owning a casino on Macau Island.
Never mind the profits. Once he had his own casino, he would be a big businessman who could enter Macau Island's high society, and people could no longer treat him as a Triad Member.
He already had considerable influence on Macau Island. Now, with the Sanlian Gang backing him and Ding Yao's promise, he naturally wanted to take a gamble.
Besides, Hong Kong Island was too close to Macau Island. He did not want Hongxing establishing a foothold here either.
"Of course Hongxing is different from the others. They're here to beg for a living. You're here to steal one. Naturally, you have to pay more," Mo Lo-bing said.
"So you're targeting Hongxing?" Pretty Ma's smile turned a little cold.
"Hongxing is such a big organization. Why would I target you? But since you want more, naturally,