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Outside the door, a burly security guard responded quickly and took out a whistle from his pocket to blow on it.

In an instant, all the bare-chested men who were loading goods gathered together.

It was a relatively old neighborhood in Causeway Bay, which was in the western suburbs of Jonford.

The Green Bamboo Association, the largest underground organization in Sagen, had its ninth branch here.

Howard Lane, the head of the Lane family, which was one of the Jonford Five Elites, was the former president of the ninth

branch.

In his early years, Howard unified the underground forces in Sagen for the Green Bamboo Association, and then he came to Jonford with his subordinates to do legitimate business.

His three sons managed the family business in an orderly manner.

However, none of his three sons wanted to get involved with the Green Bamboo Association.

It was actually his eldest son’s son and his grandson, Simon Lane, who was constantly mingling with the people in the Green

Bamboo Association.

Hence, Howard passed the position of the ninth branch president to Simon.

Even Kai had to show some respect to Simon.

In the evening, Causeway Bay was particularly quiet..

There were sexy and glamorous women on the street who were all dressed up. They smoked cigarettes, which created clouds

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Groups of young men gathered together, chatting and laughing.

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Inside a luxurious private room in Sisi Bar, Crow was having a meal with several construction site bosses from nearby.

Crow had blonde hair and a muscular body..

He sat casually in his chair and arrogantly said, “It’s still the same offer. Either you give me 700 grand, or we have nothing to talk about…”

“7-700… grand? Crow, you’re joking. Where can we find 700 grand?

A construction site boss in his 40s took out about 15 grand in cash from his bag and put it on the table: He forced a flattering smile on his face and said, “You can take this 15 grand for now, and we’ll start demolishing the row of dilapidated houses on Street 7…”

Causeway Bay had long been bought by the Duersons, and now the Duersons had given a strict order that a partial demolition must be completed within three months. Otherwise, the project would be handed over to other construction companies.

Crow’s people occupied the entire Causeway Bay, and they could not demolish the houses here at all.

Thus, several construction site bosses came together to negotiate the demolition with Crow.

Little did they know that this guy would make an exorbitant demand, asking for 70 thousand dollars.

Crow took out a cigarette from the pack of cigarettes on the table, put it in his mouth, and took out a pitch-black gun from his pocket. He aimed it at the construction site bosses.

The bosses trembled in fear, “C-Crow… This, this, this…”

Crow laughed heartily and aimed the gun at the cigarette before pulling the trigger.

The muzzle emitted a blue flame and lit the cigarette.

It turned out to be a lighter.

Only then did construction site bosses finally relax.

Suddenly, Crow slammed the lighter on the table.

The loud noise startled the bosses.

Crow coldly stared at them and said angrily, “You fuckers… Do you take me for a beggar? You’re offering a mere 15 grand?”

The construction site boss who had spoken earlier wiped off his cold sweat and said, “Crow, 700 grand is too much. It’s… it’s difficult for us!”

“Difficult?”

Crow stood up, exhaled a thick smoke, and said, “Then let’s get this over with…”

As he spoke, he overturned the table, causing the food on the table to scatter all over the floor.

Then, he turned around and walked out.