These days, the men Ah Man had sent to Malaysia had mainly been watching Small Wah Kee.
Ever since Wah Kee and Sap Bat Chai had been crippled, Small Wah Kee had been the most active of the Wah Kee branches.
Not only had they been recruiting heavily, but word on the street was that Small Wah Kee was also leading the retaliation against Hongxing.
Strangely enough, though, that information hadn't come from Small Wah Kee, but from Hing Kee, Wah Yik, and several other gangs.
The result, however, was that Ah Man's men mainly watched the movements of Small Wah Kee and Four Lung.
Today, Small Wah Kee's men had mobilized more than a dozen vehicles, and Ah Man's men had noticed immediately.
The three men split into two teams. Two followed them straight to the airport, while the third stayed on Wah Kee's turf.
The two smoked outside the airport and waited for an hour before one said, "They're coming out!"
The other looked up. "Why are there so many Westerners?"
After a few glances, they looked away. One got out of the car and went to a nearby Cendol stall.
"Two servings!" After speaking, he wiped his forehead. "It's fucking hot today!"
Then he struck up a casual conversation with the vendor in Malay.
Small Wah Kee's men glanced their way a couple of times, saw nothing suspicious, then got into their vehicles and left.
At noon that day, Small Wah Kee's leader, Kalasu, brought his men to a restaurant in Kuala Lumpur to welcome the Hell's Angels delegation.
Small Wah Kee's turf was around Selangor, but recently they had opened several restaurants and nightclubs in Kuala Lumpur in quick succession, and absorbed some of Sap Bat Chai's manpower and territory. They were barely concealing their intentions.