An hour before Zhang Chun and the others made their move.
A minor Sanlian Gang leader was drinking and picking up women in a nightclub when several men suddenly charged in and started slashing with knives without a word.
The minor Sanlian Gang leader jumped out a window and fled, but he had not gotten far before a group surrounded him on a busy street and hacked at him. Then someone hauled him up by his hair and slit his throat.
The group glanced at the frightened pedestrians around them before swaggering away, without the slightest concern.
They left the minor Sanlian Gang leader lying on the ground, twitching nonstop.
At the same time, this was happening in more than one place across Taipei.
The Black Dragon Society had made its move, and all its targets were Ding Yao's men.
When You Zhiqing received the news, he immediately contacted Ding Yao, who was far away on Macau Island.
Ding Yao was not particularly surprised by the news. Sitting in her suite at the Lisboa Hotel, she looked out at the night and said with a smile,
"That guy really couldn't hold back!"
Then Ding Yao asked, "Mr. Yin, what do you think we should do now?"
"Gather our men first, then find an opportunity to strike! If we're going to fight, even if we can't kill Long Da, we have to make him afraid to reach out recklessly," You Zhiqing said immediately.
The Black Dragon Society had suddenly struck and killed quite a few Sanlian Gang members. They had to avenge this, or their men would lose heart.
That was how gang life worked: blood for blood, a tooth for a tooth. Otherwise, who would follow you?
But there was no need to take revenge within a day or two.