No right to interfere

On the other side, Li Weijiang had just finished a phone call when his phone rang again shortly after.

As soon as he picked up, a deep voice came from the other end. "Second Brother, who exactly did Yangqing clash with? I just called the bureau, and they actually said I have no authority to interfere."

Upon hearing this, Li Weijiang turned pale with fright. Even the Director of the Hong Kong Island Operations Office had no authority to interfere?

Just how powerful was the background of the person on the other side? But then he thought again—that wasn't right. He had looked into the Huang Family; at most, they had some money and some underworld background. They might have some influence in Magic City, but this was Hong Kong Island.

Did the other party really have the ability to stretch their hand all the way to Hong Kong Island?

This left him feeling extremely shocked. "Even you have no authority to interfere? Then did you manage to find out any news? Who exactly is protecting him?"

"Second Brother, I've already looked into it, but no one dares to speak. All I know is that they're from Kyoto. I think we should just let this matter go. Once Yangqing is discharged from the hospital, we'll go and apologize to them."

"It can be considered a lesson for that boy Yangqing. His personality is too wild. Even if it wasn't the Huang Family this time, it would have been the Li Family, the Wang Family, or the Chen Family next time."

"If he keeps this up, he'll kick a steel plate sooner or later, and at that time, he might even implicate the entire Li Family. Don't forget, we can't withstand the pressure from those big figures."

Hearing the other person's worried words, Li Weijiang instantly broke out in a cold sweat. It was true!

Their old man was no longer around, and the Li Family wasn't the Li Family of the past. Once the higher-ups caught wind of any dirt on them, they really wouldn't be able to hold out.

He couldn't drag the entire Li Family into the abyss over a small matter concerning his son.

After calming down, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. He sighed, "Sigh, then let's do as you say. I'll go to the hospital to see that brat. This time, I must put him in confinement for a month to make him remember this lesson."

With that, he hung up the phone and took a car to the hospital.

At the same time, in a dark alley on Hong Kong Island.

A young man in his twenties leaned against the wall. A tattoo on his neck extended to his face, and he had long Yellow Hair. At a glance, he didn't look like someone to be trifled with.

Chewing gum, he sized up the man walking in from outside the alley and said arrogantly, "Hey, are you here to buy goods? If so, move faster. Stop dawdling. This is the last bag, and I still have to go get high. You look like a new face—first time? Forget it, I'll sell it to you a bit cheaper."

While he was speaking, the man had already arrived in front of him. After the other party got closer, Yellow Hair finally saw his face clearly.

By comparison, the other man was a full size more muscular than him and a head taller. Not only that, looking into the man's eyes, an overwhelming sense of pressure instantly washed over him.

He had only felt this kind of aura from those underworld bosses. He couldn't help but panic, his lips trembling. "You... who are you?"

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but laugh. "You're quite interesting. What, does someone selling washing powder need to investigate a customer's background? Where's the goods? I want to inspect them."

"Wha... what goods? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just here to have a smoke."

"Not being honest? Very well, I like people who aren't honest. Daring to sell this stuff privately on Hong Kong Island... Tell me, who is your boss? Think carefully before you speak. We in Hydra have never had the habit of giving people a second chance."

When Yellow Hair heard the name Hydra, his pupils instantly constricted. A warm current flowed down from the base of his thighs, and his legs went weak, nearly causing him to slump to the ground.

Leaning against the wall, he waved his hands. "I... I really don't know what you're talking about. I..."

The man didn't wait for him to finish. He raised a hand to interrupt and stared at him. "Enough, you've already made your choice. In that case..."

"Wait, wait, wait! I'll talk, I'll talk! Give me another chance, I'll tell you everything! It's Prince. I'm one of Prince's men. He's the one who makes us sell the stuff. He says the market is big and there's no competition, we just need to avoid you guys. So we change locations every day and only sell in small batches."

"It really has nothing to do with me! As underlings, we can only follow the boss's orders, or else Prince won't let us off. Please let me go, I promise I won't dare to do it again. I'll leave Hong Kong Island tomorrow and never come back."

Hearing this, the man frowned. "Prince?"

Where did this little punk come from? He had never heard of such a figure on Hong Kong Island!

But it didn't matter; he just needed to find the person behind the scenes.

"I can let you go, but take me to find Prince. Once I see him, you can leave. Our Hydra isn't some bloodthirsty organization. You shouldn't refuse this small request, right?"

Hearing this, Yellow Hair felt like dying. Refuse?

He could guarantee that if he dared to say no, he wouldn't see tomorrow's sun.

This wasn't alarmist talk. In the underworld of Hong Kong Island, who didn't know Hydra? This power was not only formidable but also domineering. If they said 'one,' no one in the underground forces of Hong Kong Island would dare to say 'two' in front of them.

This was Hydra's deterrence—at least on the surface. However, in the shadows, there were certainly people who were dissatisfied, but they only dared to pull small tricks behind their backs.

For example, someone like Prince, selling washing powder while hiding from Hydra.

This stuff not only had huge profits but was also in short supply. Anyone would be envious.

It was just that because of Hydra's might, they didn't dare to do it openly.

Not long after, the two arrived at a magnificently decorated clubhouse. Looking at the sign above, Yellow Hair said tremulously, "Prince stays here every night. Can I leave now? Otherwise, if he sees that I betrayed him later, I'll definitely be killed without a trace."

Unexpectedly, the Hydra member was amused by these words. The way he spoke made it seem as if Hydra was easy to talk to.

"You don't have to go in, but I'll make sure you're killed without a trace right now."

As he spoke, he pretended to reach into his jacket, as if he were about to pull something out in the next second.

Seeing this, Yellow Hair quickly raised his hands to stop him and said with a forced smile, "Don't, don't, don't! I'll go in with you, I'll go in with you."

After saying that, he stepped into the clubhouse. Two tall women at the front desk saw him enter and greeted him with a smile, "Oh, you're so early today?"

Yellow Hair gave a bitter smile, not daring to try any tricks at all. He knew very well that even if he could escape this predicament now, it would only be temporary.

If Hydra wanted to catch someone on Hong Kong Island, it probably wouldn't even take three hours.

Ignoring their teasing, he asked with a dark face, "Is Brother Prince here?"

One of the women first glanced at the man beside him, then shook her head. "You're late. Brother Prince just left with some people."

As she spoke, she stepped forward with small steps, her finger lightly trailing across Yellow Hair's face, her expression full of seduction as she whispered, "You must have made a lot lately, right? Do you want me to help you relax tonight?"

The Hydra member standing by raised an eyebrow and sized up the woman, an inscrutable smile appearing on his face.

"Interesting!"