I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city

The yacht soon reached Hong Kong Island. Because Zheng Song's Zhong Jun Hall business spans Southeast Asia, his private yacht has made connections behind the scenes, and places like Hong Kong Island and the Australian District won't be checked.

A group of people got ashore very easily and took a taxi directly to Drunk Brother's territory in Zhongxi.

Zhongxi is indeed worthy of being the most prosperous wealthy area in Hong Kong Island. There are shops on both sides of the street that look incredibly expensive, and luxury cars are everywhere, making BBAs appear simple and unadorned in such places.

Feeling the cramped space inside the taxi, Drunk Brother couldn't help but say, "Dragon and Tiger Brothers, wouldn't it be better to ask someone to drive over and pick us up? Why squeeze four people into one car?"

Wang Longhu smiled without saying a word, gesturing for him to be quiet.

What a joke, coming to Hong Kong Island this time, Wang Longhu is here to ensure absolute secrecy so that even Lu Pingshan won't notice that this group has arrived in Hong Kong Island.

This is the best way to rescue and decapitate with maximum effectiveness. If a car were needed, Wang Longhu could have Zheng Song arrange it. With Zheng Song's financial resources in the Hong Kong Island branch, sending a Rolls-Royce over wouldn't be a problem.

But that would be too high-profile; taking a taxi is the best choice.

Upon hearing Drunk Brother's words, the driver turned back to look at the four of them, eyes quietly full of disdain, muttering in Cantonese, "Four mainland bumpkins taking a taxi yet acting wealthy, their clothes probably don't exceed two hundred bucks."

Of course, Wang Longhu and the three of them couldn't understand what was said, but Drunk Brother's face sank, his fists quietly clenched.

Don't be fooled by his submissive demeanor in front of Lu Pingshan, Wang Longhu, and others; that's because they hold the power to decide his life and death.

Placed among ordinary people, Drunk Brother is an outright top figure, a big shot who ordinary people must treat cautiously; otherwise, if beaten, they would have nowhere to complain.

The driver's curse included Drunk Brother in the insult, and he, already suffocated from almost losing his life during a trip to the mainland, found a target to vent his anger.

Drunk Brother slowly leaned against the seat back, suppressing his rare remaining rationality. Now that he's in his own territory, there's no need to suppress his anger anymore.

When the taxi stopped at the address Drunk Brother mentioned, Wang Longhu got out and noticed the place was actually a nightclub, also known as a host spot in Hong Kong Island. Typically, people like Drunk Brother who are involved in the underworld own such spots as their base.

The surrounding area of the base will be his sphere of influence, which other gangs cannot touch; otherwise, it's considered provocation.

"Wait a moment, I'll have someone bring you a tip. Driving is hard work." Drunk Brother, as the last one to get off, patted the car door and smiled at the driver.

Upon hearing there was a tip to be given, the previously impatient driver immediately smiled widely, repeatedly agreeing, "Alright, alright, thank you, boss."

"You're welcome, you deserve it." Drunk Brother sneered and turned to walk into the nightclub.

Soon after, a group of punks wearing denim jackets appeared from the street, each with scarves covering their faces and holding baseball bats or iron pipes.

As they passed by the taxi, all of them started hitting and smashing it in a flurry. In less than ten seconds, the whole car was wrecked, its headlights, windows, doors all filled with dents, looking miserable.

After completing their task, the group quickly left, as suddenly and quickly as they had appeared, leaving behind the taxi driver inside the car with a face full of panic.

Nightclub, private room.

Wang Longhu continued to gulp down his glass jug of wine, and compared to the last Centipede Wine, this time Wu Hujie's gift of Ant and Ginseng Wine wasn't as effective.

After drinking half the jug, Wang Longhu only gained 0.5 potential points, which was already his limit. Without slowing down, he genuinely couldn't drink anymore, even if using energy to counteract the alcohol wouldn't help.

"How long until the bulletproof vests and helmets are ready?" Five爷 asked from the edge of the sofa in the private room.

"Probably tomorrow. It's too late today; even if I use all my connections to secretly buy them, it's impossible to get them so quickly. Please wait one more day, don't worry." Drunk Brother quickly smiled welcomingly, sitting beside Five爷.

Now that they've reached his territory, Five爷's control over Drunk Brother has become stricter, holding his arm at all times. If Drunk Brother dared to show even the slightest wrong move, Five爷 would let him taste the feeling of being better off dead.

Wang Longhu also supported this, as people's hearts are hidden behind ribs. Despite Drunk Brother's current look of hatred for the Lu family,

If he were to betray the three of them by selling them out to Lu Pingshan for his own benefit, there would be big trouble. That's why he must follow them and act with them at all times.

"Are you guys hungry, want to grab something to eat? The Hong Kong Island nightlife is pretty great." Seeing Five爷's meticulous caution towards him, Drunk Brother offered pacifyingly.

"No need, just have your people bring over some instant noodles and hot water; that'll do." Five爷 flatly refused.

Wang Longhu immediately disagreed; he typically enjoys lavish meals, consuming delicacies that cost an average of 1200+ per meal, only yielding 0.03-0.05 potential points.

If he had to eat instant noodles to satisfy hunger, he feared not even gaining 0.01 potential points. How else could he maximize his strength?