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That's right, Qin Fang intentionally wanted to lead these little Japanese punks into this mess, dragging the Yamaguchi Group into the muddy waters completely.

This was a decision Qin Fang made on the spot after noticing these little Japanese punks.

Although he knew the Yamaguchi Group might make a move against him, he didn't expect Yamamoto to have such a petty grudge and to target him so quickly. Qin Fang wouldn't stand on ceremony either.

Hong Kong Island's Xin'an, Kodao Sanlian Gang, Japan's Yamaguchi Group, and the drug dealers from the Golden Triangle... Damn, tonight was destined to be chaos.

"If the Hong Kong Island police get involved too, then things really would get lively…"

When Qin Fang infiltrated the shipyard, he disappeared entirely, leaving the Japanese punks with nothing to go on. One moment he was there, the next moment he was gone—vanished without a trace.

The shipyard was vast and desolate, filled with ships under construction, materials, and scattered debris. In a dark night like this, it was the perfect setting for concealment.

Moreover, the shipyard was connected to the sea outside, and the waters there offered excellent hiding spots.

The Japanese punks had experienced this before; they didn't want to act rashly and alert their target. They cautiously slipped into the shadows of the shipyard.

The time was inching closer to midnight, nearing the scheduled transaction time. Everyone involved in this operation held their breath, waiting for the moment to arrive.

Qin Fang perched himself atop the mast, looking down upon the entire shipyard from a commanding perspective. With the aid of his scouting skill, no figure hiding in the darkness could escape his notice.

Han Long was dead, and Qin Fang believed Han Long's influence likely fell into Jiang Rou's hands—or at the very least had something to do with her.

The deal was still set to proceed, although the personnel on both sides had shifted. That didn't matter—the Sanlian Gang cared only about the goods, not the people involved...

This had little to do with Qin Fang. The task of stealing the goods was Elder Long's responsibility. Qin Fang had only one target: the Bloody Demon Tu San.

To be precise, Qin Fang's task was to keep Tu San occupied—prevent him from sabotaging Elder Long's operation. If Qin Fang could accomplish that, his mission would be completed.

But...

"Where's Tu San hiding?"

Qin Fang's vantage point offered an exceptionally broad view—something only he could manage. Unless you were a Qinggong expert using Monk Wukong's Reed Crossing River Technique, it would be nearly impossible to balance on the sharp mast.

Yet Qin Fang managed to twist his legs into a serpent-like coil, securing himself firmly. His upper body remained perfectly stable.

A heavy sniper rifle was already in place, intended for dealing with Tu San.

Qin Fang had great confidence in his gunmanship but understood it might not be enough to kill someone like Tu San, a martial arts expert with exceptional danger perception—possibly even sharper than Qin Fang's own.

On top of that, Tu San himself was a skilled gunman, his gunmanship no less remarkable than Qin Fang's. It had taken considerable effort to kill Song Gang, a lesser gunman; attempting to kill someone like Tu San, whose gunmanship might be even more advanced, was incredibly challenging!

Fortunately, Qin Fang's objective was just to distract, not necessarily kill, Tu San. This reduced the difficulty considerably, and with the sniper rifle, Qin Fang had a much better chance of success.

His only frustration was that he hadn't been able to locate Tu San so far.

Time ticked away. When the clock struck the hour, the distant bell tower chimed loudly, signaling midnight.

As if in response to the sound, faint white sprays of foam became visible on the sea surface—not ordinary waves, but motorboats heading toward the shipyard.

There was no doubt—these were the representatives for the deal...

Qin Fang's mind tensed slightly. He gripped the rifle tighter, using its scope to observe the figures moving in the distance.

He deactivated the infrared line—it was far too likely to expose his position. With Qin Fang's skill, he didn't need such tools; real snipers didn't rely on gadgets like these.

"Tu San didn't come?"

As the motorboats drew closer, Qin Fang scrutinized everyone aboard. He had seen Tu San's face before, once through the dog's eyes and once directly with his own.

But after carefully surveying all three boats, each carrying over a dozen men, Qin Fang didn't spot anyone resembling Tu San. Instead, all the individuals appeared to be Southeast Asian locals—likely from the Golden Triangle.

These men clearly weren't Kodao Sanlian Gang members, which only left one possibility: Golden Triangle operatives...

The leader, a stern-faced man with a slightly bulging belly, seemed to be in charge. However, Tu San wasn't anywhere near him, which puzzled Qin Fang...

Han Long was dead. Tu San's assignment had failed. But Jiang Rou had reportedly rehired Tu San, and she hadn't abandoned this deal—which meant Tu San had no reason not to show up.

Elder Long already received intel on this; otherwise, why would he go to such lengths to employ Qin Fang?

Qin Fang remained motionless, observing the activity below. He felt a hunch—Tu San had to be nearby, hidden just like him.

As a notorious figure from the evil rankings, Tu San was infamous for being cautious and alert. He wouldn't expose himself willingly to the muzzle of a gun.

However, given the gravity of such a large deal, his employment by Jiang Rou meant he had to be present, even if he was concealed just like Qin Fang—watching the transaction unfold...

Tu San hadn't shown his face, but the deal was proceeding as planned.

The individuals from the Golden Triangle arrived, and soon, a few vehicles emerged from the darkness of the shipyard, connecting them to the Golden Triangle operatives. Clearly, these were the representatives of the Sanlian Gang.

Qin Fang could faintly see the two sides verifying the goods: bags filled with white powder being brought out, batch by batch. The volume was immense—Qin Fang couldn't see clearly but estimated it exceeded a hundred kilograms...

Although the mafia's purchase price for such narcotics was far below their street value, a shipment of this magnitude had enormous worth.

Money entices hearts!

For someone like Elder Long, if the goods weren't this lucrative, he wouldn't risk such a bold black-market heist.

If Qin Fang succeeded, he was set to earn a 30% cut. Though negotiated down, it would still be a hefty payout...

But Qin Fang's focus wouldn't waver; he was adjusting his mental readiness with precision.

If his assumptions were correct, Elder Long's people should make their move soon!

BAM~~

Just as the handover concluded—the Golden Triangle operatives preparing to receive payment, and the Sanlian Gang ready to take the goods—a gunshot shattered the night's silence.

Sure enough, Elder Long's people had made their move!

This much was certain. Qin Fang even caught a glimpse of the hidden shooter who took down the Sanlian Gang's minion responsible for receiving the goods.

The Sanlian Gang and the drug traffickers responded swiftly—the moment the gunshot rang out, they pulled out their weapons and sought cover.

BANG BANG BANG~~~

Retaliation kicked off immediately, and in an instant, this section of the shipyard erupted with gunfire, transforming the desolate area into a battlefield of chaos.

The Sanlian Gang suffered the first casualty, and naturally blamed the Golden Triangle traffickers for a double-cross. Such betrayals weren't uncommon, which was why many mafias preferred intermediaries like Han Long.

The Sanlian Gang fired at the traffickers without hesitation. The traffickers, far from harmless, were once soldiers under General Cha Cai; their shooting skills far exceeded their proficiency in dealing drugs. They immediately returned fire.

Elder Long's crew, holding the home-field advantage and outnumbering the others, attacked both groups indiscriminately—taking no prisoners, be they traffickers or Sanlian Gang.

The worst off were the Yamaguchi Group's Japanese punks trailing Qin Fang.

They were completely unaware, searching for Qin Fang in the darkness when they were caught off guard by the sudden gunfire. Worse yet, one unfortunate soul got fatally hit by a stray bullet...

The Japanese punks weren't ones to overlook grievances. Confronted with such an affront, they retaliated—but clueless about the situation, they were dragged into the firefight...

These men had come prepared to confront Qin Fang. Knowing how strong Qin Fang was in hand-to-hand combat, they had dispatched only gunmen this time.

Facing such gunfire, they weren't intimidated—but their numbers were the smallest among all five forces.

The Golden Triangle traffickers, Sanlian Gang, Xin'an, and Yamaguchi Group—turned into an all-out four-way brawl where everyone fought against everyone else.

Trust was a foreign concept here; everyone outside their own group was considered an enemy...

And Qin Fang? Though hired by Elder Long for assistance, he wasn't part of any of the four factions.

Everyone below could die, and it wouldn't matter in the slightest to him.

As gunfire erupted in chaos below, Qin Fang leisurely watched from above as if he were enjoying a live-action gunfight blockbuster unfolding before his eyes...

The scene lacked the polished effects of post-production seen in movies or TV, but raw realism had its own charm… The way blood splattered was outrageously thrilling! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you're welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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