On a street in Tsim Sha Tsui, the Police had put up a cordon.
"Who's the deceased?"
"Szeto Ho-nam, Tiger Taming the Dragon, one of the Tung Sing Five Tigers!"
"What was he doing dying here? Ask the shop owners around here what they know. And ask the Anti-Triad Squad what's going on."
While a group of police officers examined the scene, Shui Ling sat in a car across the road, her face grim.
"Szeto Ho-nam got taken out just like that..." the woman at the wheel said quietly.
"Hmph!" Shui Ling snorted coldly.
She had just sent people after Chui Gai, planning to capture him and exchange him for their man with Hongxing, when word came that Tiger Taming the Dragon had been killed.
LS had taken Tiger Taming the Dragon away right in front of her, then turned around and killed him, showing no regard for Tung Sing at all.
Whether or not he had killed Camel, this score could not be left unsettled. Otherwise, Tung Sing might as well stop operating on Hong Kong Island.
"Go to Tuen Mun!" Shui Ling ordered, drawing her gaze back from across the road.
The car slowly pulled away and merged into traffic.
"Whoa, so many people. You must make a fortune every month!" Big Fly exclaimed as he entered UV Bar and saw the huge bar packed almost to capacity, buzzing with voices.
"Brother Big Fly!" Ah Tung led Big Fly to GS's booth.
GS had contacted Big Fly as soon as he returned. Big Fly happened to have nothing else on, so he came over.
Besides, he knew what LS wanted to discuss.
"Come whenever you like. Food, drinks, entertainment-it's all on me!" GS laughed.
"Sure! Once I'm less busy, I'll come have some proper fun. Get me