Chapter 47

Three hours later, Su Yang and Miao Ling's flight arrived in Hong Kong smoothly. Under Miao Ling's arrangement, they checked into the Sheraton Grand Hotel.

Miao Ling booked two connecting suites, said goodnight to Su Yang, and returned to her room.

Su Yang, on the other hand, made a phone call to Xiao Wei. Since Xiao Wei was currently attending a charity cocktail party hosted by Hong Kong government officials, they agreed to meet the next day.

At this hour, Su Yang was bored and decided to go out for a walk along the streets.

In his previous life, Su Yang had been to Hong Kong once, but at that time, Hong Kong was just a transit point, and he stayed there for a very short time. Therefore, Hong Kong was still very unfamiliar to him.

Around ten o'clock at night, it was the busiest time in Hong Kong, with various night markets everywhere. Su Yang found it all new and interesting, and he enjoyed himself.

At some point, two young men in jackets appeared behind Su Yang, maintaining a certain distance from him. They occasionally whispered to each other, as if discussing something.

"Brother Nan, do you know who this guy is? Why do we both have to take action against him?" one of them, a bald-headed man with a muscular build, muttered.

The one called Brother Nan had shoulder-length hair and a skull earring with a diamond in his left ear. "Tiger, there are ten top fighters in Yongsheng. You and I are among the top. If any one of us is asked to take action, the opponent is already not simple. This time, the boss wants us to work together. I think we should be careful," he said.

Unlike Nan's caution, Tiger was somewhat dismissive. "With his build, he probably can't even withstand one punch from me." As the gold belt champion of the Longba Boxing Gym under Yongsheng, Tiger was very confident.

"Shut up, we're about to lose him." Nan, with his sharp eyes, pulled Tiger and quickly chased after Su Yang, who had disappeared around the corner.

At the turn, Su Yang suddenly appeared, his hands lightly reaching out to grab Nan and Tiger by the necks.

"Looking for death." Tiger roared and used a bone-breaking technique.

Nan, on the other hand, crouched and moved to the side to avoid the grab.

But against Su Yang, even if they were just two top fighters, they would still be unable to escape the neck lock, let alone if they were innate experts.

In front of everyone, Su Yang lifted the two muscular men off the ground as if they were scarecrows, and said with a playful smile, "Why are you following me? I don't seem to know you."

Su Yang's action clearly caused a commotion among the crowd. To avoid trouble, Su Yang lifted the two men and suddenly leaped up, landing on the rooftop of a thirty-story building behind them.

Nan and Tiger had stopped struggling, their eyes wide open, clearly unable to accept what was happening.

"We are from Yongsheng. If you know what's good for you, release us now, or you'll be dead."

Tiger immediately revealed their identity. Although Su Yang's terrifying strength was enough to make anyone fear, this was Hong Kong, and Yongsheng was not something an individual could challenge, even the Hong Kong government was helpless against it.

In his view, this might be a way to intimidate the other party and protect himself.

"Yongsheng?!"

The smile on Su Yang's face grew wider. He casually threw Nan, whose acupoints were sealed by true qi, to the ground and pressed his hand on Tiger's forehead.

"Now I will start asking you questions. If you answer late or unsatisfactorily, you will die."

"First question, who sent you to follow me?"

"You f**king..."

Before Tiger could finish, there was a muffled sound, and his head was forcefully pressed into his neck, his headless body even took two steps before falling to the ground.

"I'm not satisfied with that answer."

Su Yang, as if he had done a trivial thing, turned to Nan, who was already terrified, and repeated, "Now I will start asking you. If you answer late or unsatisfactorily, you will die."

"Who sent you to follow me?"

Nan, a top fighter of Yongsheng, usually had the air of a ruthless thug, but now, facing Su Yang, he trembled despite his usual fearlessness.

In the next five minutes, Nan answered all the questions and even offered some of his own speculations and opinions.

"Good, you are very cooperative. Pass a message to your boss: I will not only take his life but also completely destroy Yongsheng. The time limit is ten days."

"You can go."

With a finger, Su Yang released Nan's sealed acupoints and leaped away, leaving a bold message.

Nan, who had narrowly escaped death, trembled as he got up, still in shock. Recalling Su Yang's message, even though he had witnessed Su Yang's terrifying strength, he did not believe anyone could destroy Yongsheng in ten days, not even the government.

At midnight in Hong Kong, it was daytime in the United States. Su Yang returned to his hotel room and made a call.

"Master, is that you?" On the other side of the ocean, Carlo held the phone with trembling hands, excited.

"Carlo, you are in the mafia. Tell me, is the Hong Kong mafia strong?"

As the founder of the Gambino family, the leader of the world's largest mafia, Carlo was very dismissive. "Master, compared to us, the Hong Kong mafia is like a well-behaved elementary school student."

"But I heard the Hong Kong mafia has a lot of people!" Su Yang said with a faint smile.

Carlo was very confident. "Having a lot of people doesn't mean they are strong. If needed, I can send Fabio with five hundred core members, and within six months, we can bring the Hong Kong underworld under the Gambino family."

"Six months is too long. Can you do it in ten days?"

"Ten days..."

Carlo was taken aback, somewhat hesitant. "Master, if the time is only this much, it's impossible to bring the entire Hong Kong mafia under control, but we can thoroughly disrupt the underground order, forcing them to reorganize, and our family can take the throne of the underworld, no problem."

"I don't need to bring the entire Hong Kong mafia under control. I want you to bring people to destroy a mafia organization called Yongsheng in ten days, completely."

"Yongsheng, I've heard of it."

Carlo thought for a moment. "Among hundreds of large mafia organizations worldwide, it's just a second-rate one, with average strength."

Only Carlo-Gambino had the capital to say this so casually. Even the leader of the powerful Yakuza in Japan would find it hard to be this confident.

On the other end of the phone, Carlo was already excited, unable to contain himself. After so many years, the master was finally willing to let him help.

"Master, rest assured. I will personally lead people to Hong Kong and complete your task within ten days."

"If you need anything special, tell me, and I will help you."

Although Su Yang had never used the Gambino family's power, he knew something about Carlo's strength, after all, Carlo had been his subordinate in his previous life. If he lacked this ability, it would be a disgrace to Su Yang.

"By the way, when you come, just take action against the mafia called Yongsheng. Don't come to see me unless necessary. If needed, call me."

"No problem, Master."

In New York, at the Gambino estate, Fabio and Anthony, along with over a dozen Gambino family elders, gathered. Until Carlo appeared, they were still unaware of why they were hastily summoned.

Since Su Yang had bloodily wiped out the Marcello family, the Gambino family's power had rapidly expanded, not only taking over all of the Marcello family's assets but also merging several medium-sized mafia organizations. Now, with New York as its base, it had spread across half of the United States, becoming the most powerful mafia organization in the country, even the U.S. government was wary.

The mysterious DR organization behind the Marcello family had completely disappeared, which was one of the key reasons for the Gambino family's rapid expansion.

Today, apart from Fabio and Anthony who were already in New York, the other dozen mafia elders were recalled from various states. Such a situation had only occurred once before, when the Marcello family was rising.

When Carlo walked out, everyone, regardless of their seniority, bowed their heads in respect. Carlo's reputation as the mafia godfather was deeply ingrained in everyone's heart.

"Today, I have called you here for one thing."

Carlo's sharp gaze swept over everyone, and he said in a low voice, "I want you to gather your most elite forces and join me in Hong Kong tomorrow."

Without any questioning or inquiry, everyone unconditionally obeyed Carlo's order.

"A thousand people, that's the number of people going to Hong Kong with me. Remember, I want the absolute elite, fearless family warriors."

After that, Carlo turned to his son Fabio. "Handle the weapons. The firepower must be sufficient. This will be a very interesting hunt."

He then instructed his old subordinate, Filippo, who had followed him for fifty years. "Recall the five top killers of our family and have them stand by in Hong Kong. Then go to Japan. The Yakuza has always been a good ally in our cooperation in the U.S. Tell them it's time to show their loyalty. I need five hundred people, and you will lead them to Hong Kong."

Finally, Carlo pointed to Anthony. "You will go to St. Petersburg, Russia tonight. Tell Tarkhanov it's time to repay his debt. Also, tell him he doesn't need to repay the $200 million he owes me from last year's money laundering. Ask him for five hundred of his most elite men, and bring them to Hong Kong to meet me."

After Carlo finished his instructions, everyone was stunned. Mobilizing such a large force for a small place like Hong Kong was indeed puzzling.

The combination of the Gambino family, Russian mafia, and Japanese Yakuza could sweep any mafia organization globally, even claim a large territory in Africa.

"You must be wondering why I'm making such a big move."

Carlo's lips curled, and his eyes sparkled. "Because the master has ordered me to eliminate a Hong Kong mafia organization called Yongsheng within ten days."

"Everything you have today is given by the master. So, you must satisfy the master. Understand?"

Everyone in the room knew about Su Yang. The "master" the godfather had mentioned for decades was also their master, the one who granted them their great family business, the one they revered more than God.

"For the master!" Over a dozen people raised their arms in unison, their eyes glowing with fervor.