"Brother Yi, what are your plans for the Macau Grand Hotel? Are we going to take control of it, or…?" Fatty Lin sounded a little uncertain. "Heh, didn't I just say? Use their own methods against them!" Yang Yi lowered his voice after the smile faded. "Yanran, immediately notify the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends.

Tell them to wait for me in the suburbs within three hundred meters of the Macau Grand Hotel." "Yes!" Feng Shi acknowledged.

Glancing at the watch in her hand, Yang Yi mused, "It's four in the afternoon now.

Let's go eat first, fill our stomachs, and look forward to the evening!" "Great!" Hearing about food, Fatty Lin couldn't help but rub his belly and chuckled, "Brother Yi, can I have extra today? Tsk tsk, I’m afraid my stomach will act up tonight!" "Let's go.

Just don't overeat," Yang Yi shook his head helplessly, while Feng Shi and Xuanyuan Bing on the side both pursed their lips and chuckled softly.

Fatty Lin frowned slightly and followed Yang Yi out, though he secretly thought, "I have work tonight; I need a full dinner!" "Young Master Long!" Li Yun had already changed into professional attire.

However, this time it was a bit different because, although the attire was professional, upon closer inspection, it was the kind suited for wide-ranging movement.

Furthermore, the fact that Li Yun was no longer addressing Long Tian as 'Tian' but as 'Young Master Long' suggested something.

It was clear that the entire Long Gang had entered a state of high alert, and the tense atmosphere, thick with the scent of slaughter, was beginning to spread. "Is everything prepared?" Long Tian glanced faintly at Li Yun, an indescribable fondness in his eyes.

For everything in the world, only the woman before him could elicit such a look from Long Tian. "The twenty-one cities in Guangdong are ready, and Macau is also prepared.

We have people already ambushed in the Macau Grand Hotel, and we are monitoring the surrounding areas.

Simultaneously, the forces ready to deal with the casinos are also in position," Li Yun reported. "En!" After listening, Long Tian appeared somewhat dispirited.

He stood by the window, gazing outside. "Xiao Yun, what do you think our chances of winning tonight are?" Hearing Long Tian's words, Li Yun didn't immediately reply.

She took a few steps and embraced him from behind, as if savoring the tranquility before a storm. "After tonight, who will ultimately laugh last? There are always variables in these matters!" Long Tian's tone suggested deep unease.

Li Yun rested her head on Long Tian's shoulder. "You are still worried about those two, aren't you?" "I can't worry about that now.

Even if I'm uneasy, we have to push forward.

The current situation leaves us no choice.

Xiao Yun, are you afraid? It's highly possible we could suffer heavy losses in this battle tonight—!" "Shh, don't say it.

Let's just be quiet together for a moment, okay?" Before Long Tian could finish, Li Yun pressed her jade finger to his lips. "It's been a long time since I held you like this." "En!" After Long Tian responded, he too began to slowly savor the present moment of calm.

As the saying goes, on the eve of a tempest, everything seems exceptionally serene, especially for those directly involved.

Time flew quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was past six in the evening, with only twenty minutes left until seven o'clock.

A car slowly drove up and stopped not far from the Macau Grand Hotel.

Feng Shi pulled up the parking barrier. "Young Master, the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends have already taken up ambush positions nearby." Sitting in the back, with Xuanyuan Bing lying comfortably on his lap, Yang Yi continuously stroked her hair, a smile resting on his face. "Fatty is with them too, right?" "En!" "Good then.

Notify them that the moment the Long Gang appears, they are to surround and attack immediately!" Yang Yi stated calmly. "Yes!" Feng Shi replied.

Everything was in place.

Fatty Lin was a maniac who loved fighting and naturally stood on the front line.

Right now, it was just the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends and him—seventy-three people against the Long Gang members coming to take Yang Yi's life.

This display of audacity amidst a numerical disadvantage made one wonder what exactly Yang Yi was planning.

At the same time, at the Qing Gang headquarters in Hainan.

The atmosphere there seemed explosive.

The desk in the office had been completely wrecked by an enraged Qing Long. "Bastard! That Dragon Lord of the Black God Gang is truly despicable!" Qing Long cursed viciously. "Gang Leader, our men can't leave Hainan right now, and the Long Gang is about to make their move in Macau.

What should we do?" Liu Xinbei asked worriedly.

If his own forces couldn't provide support at this critical moment, who knew what Long Tian would think? Even if Long Tian learned of their current predicament, he might not readily believe it.

After all, if the Black God Gang's Dragon Lord died, the influence over the East China region would become ripe fruit, especially with the Long Gang being the primary force in eliminating him.

Indeed, those people were beating the drum of their own success loudly, completely locking down the situation.

Even if the Qing Gang members were currently unable to leave Hainan, they would still believe this outcome.

Undoubtedly, the reason Qing Long was so furious, to the extent that his office desk suffered collateral damage, was because the contingent sent out by the Qing Gang had been wiped out before they even stepped foot outside Hainan.

If that didn't provoke anger, Qing Long would have a serious problem with his judgment. "Hmph, what choice do we have now? The Black God Gang has truly gone too far," Qing Long snorted coldly, then continued, "First, call Long Tian and tell him the situation.

Also, immediately arrange a contingent for me; I must personally meet the Black God Gang!" "Gang Leader, is...

is that appropriate?" "I can't worry about that now.

If our men don't arrive in Macau tonight, it will be fodder for gossip later, and then...!" Qing Long didn't finish his sentence, but Liu Xinbei understood immediately. "I understand.

I'll arrange it right away!" Liu Xinbei took a deep breath, steadying his agitated mood. "Black God Gang!" Fire blazed in Qing Long's eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "I'd like to see if you can stop me." Macau, seven o'clock in the evening.

A black commercial vehicle appeared not far from the Macau Grand Hotel.

A young man and a professional beauty sat inside.

Both stared in the direction of the hotel, as if something there held an irresistible attraction. "Young Master Long, the time has come," the professional beauty, Li Yun, said to Long Tian beside her after glancing at her watch.

Long Tian nodded upon hearing this but remained silent.

His eyes, however, flickered with some strange light as he fixed his gaze tightly on the Macau Grand Hotel. "Hello, this is Li Yun.

Young Master Long has given the order; commence action immediately," Li Yun said into her phone to the person on the other end. "Yes!" came a man's voice from the phone.

This man, after hanging up, immediately dialed another number to relay Long Tian's command. "Attention all major forces: Young Master Long has issued the order.

Commence operations immediately.

Targets are the Black God Gang's Dragon Lord and the major casinos in Macau!" As soon as this message permeated the various Long Gang strongholds in Macau, the bell signaling the start of the great battle instantly rang out. "Young Master, look!" Feng Shi, seated in the front, noticed it earlier.

Hearing this, Yang Yi looked forward slowly, without haste.

He saw people emerging one after another from the roadway.

It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, around seven o'clock, the time when people were eating dinner.

Moreover, traffic in Macau had been previously sealed off, leaving the roads nearly deserted. "Surround this hotel!" a middle-aged man commanded a group of Long Gang members armed with pistols. "Yes!" The group responded and immediately dispersed.

Previously, they had only surrounded the exterior; now, they were clearly moving to encircle the interior. "Hmph hmph, the Long Gang members certainly have strength and capital.

The guns those men are carrying are likely Laolong weapons," Yang Yi sneered. "Laolong weapons?" Xuanyuan Bing raised her head in confusion when she heard Yang Yi say this.

She asked, "Yi, what are Laolong weapons?" "Heh, are you interested in knowing?" "Tell me." "Laolong weapons are produced in Britain.

The Type 89 pistol can hold sixty-two small rounds, and its effective range is within sixty meters.

It is the king of all pistols.

However, this type of gun has a flaw: the gunpowder is potent, and the recoil is significant." "Are these pistols really that powerful? Sixty meters of range?" "En, and it's not just that.

The most hateful aspect of this pistol is that once it hits flesh, even half a centimeter deep, the bullet will not pass through the body, even at close range, but will remain inside," Yang Yi chuckled softly. "Of course, that doesn't apply to palms or thinner areas." "I see there are probably several hundred of them here, and every one has a pistol.

These guns must be quite expensive?" Xuanyuan Bing inquired. "Probably about one hundred thousand British Pounds each," Yang Yi estimated roughly. "Young Master, Fatty and the others have started attacking too," Feng Shi suddenly called out. "En! Tell Fatty and the others to be careful of what those men are holding," Yang Yi's expression suddenly turned unusually grave. "Also, call Qin Hou and tell him it has begun." "Yes!"...............