Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 193 Return gift, face, viciousness

"My name is Wu Shihao. It's my fate that I wasn't hacked to death in the restaurant. This is a gift in return!"

Blood was pouring down, and Zhong Tai, who turned around, struggled to grab Wu Shihao's shoulders with both hands.

"you……"

"People in rivers and lakes are pawns crossing the river. They take one step at a time. There is no turning back. If Shi Shi didn't kill me, then you are the one who will die."

Wu Shihao's tone was very calm.

At this time, his hands were full of blood, and the blood dripped down the tip of the knife and fell to the ground.

But his eyes were full of madness, and even his expression had a hint of arrogance.

With his smooth right hand, he tightened the handle of the knife in his palm. Without any hesitation, he handed it forward again. The tip of the knife cut through the flesh and penetrated into the waist!

"Pfft!"

Most of the blade was inserted.

Wu Shihao withdrew his right hand, and blood splashed out from Zhong Tai's waist like a fountain.

The hands holding Wu Shihao's shoulders were unable to let go. Zhong Tai stared at Wu Shihao blankly, unwilling to give up, and fell to the ground with a plop...

"Brother Tai!"

A Kun next to him shouted, his eyes staring at Wu Shihao, his eyes were about to burst, and the purple-black blood vessels on his forehead were beating violently.

"Wu Shihao, if you kill Brother Tai, Brother Shou will not let you go!"

Akun gritted his teeth and shouted, but he was somewhat sullen.

There was a muffled bang, and a wooden stick hit his head!

A Kun's head was covered with blood, and his whole body staggered and hit the ground.

"Pu, your mother! You talk so much..."

Xiwei spat, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he raised his right hand and struck down the stick one after another...

The blood flowing out covered the ground, and Akun's body twitched and gradually became silent.

"Get out of here!"

Wu Shihao glanced around the gambling stalls at the gamblers squatting and shivering in the corner.

This time he brought a large number of coolies. Except for a few who took advantage of the opportunity to escape from the gambling stalls, most of the panicked gamblers were trapped inside.

Hearing Wu Shihao's words at this time, these gamblers swarmed toward the door in panic as if they had been granted amnesty.

Soon, all the gamblers ran away. Apart from the four-nine boys lying on the ground, as well as the bodies of Zhong Tai and A Kun, only Wu Shihao and others were left.

Xiwei glanced around the gambling stalls, his eyes naturally looking at the Hong Kong dollars scattered on the gambling table.

His eyes lit up and he walked over happily.

"Brother Hao, I didn't expect to gain a lot."

After collecting the cash from the gambling stall, Xiwei approached Wu Shihao with a smile on his face.

He also held a white cloth bag in his hand, which must have been left behind by a gambler in a panic, and he just used it to hold his money.

There is a lot of cash in the gambling stalls.

Everyone has been killed, so there is no reason to keep the money.

"One gambling stall costs 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. Lien Kung Lok has quite a few gambling stalls on Hong Kong Island. You can make a fortune just by visiting a few of his stalls."

Xiwei squinted his eyes, thinking in his mind, and said to Wu Shihao, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"If you think about it this way, there is no need to do business with those prefixes."

Wu Shihao curled his lips.

He took the white cloth bag handed over by Xiwei, opened it and took a look. It was stuffed full of Hong Kong dollars.

"Don't think about it so much. This is our grudge against Zhong Tai. We can just wipe out a few of his other situations. There is no need to involve other talkative people in Lian Gongle."

After speaking, Wu Shihao raised his hand:

"Smash the gambling stalls."

Suddenly, a siren sounded outside the window.

Someone should have reported the crime.

Wu Shihao walked to the window, and Wang Shengguang stood on the roadside with his men, looking warily at the brigade of military uniforms on the street. However, these straight figures in military uniforms did not move at all, and they turned a blind eye to Wang Shengguang and others, as if they had not seen them.

"gone."

Wu Shihao waved his hand and filed out with his men, leaving a mess on the ground.

He went downstairs along the mottled stairs and came to the street.

Li An from the porridge shop opposite raised his hand at him. Wu Shihao thought for a while and walked over with the money collected from the gambling stall.

The porridge shop was deserted. Except for the two tables of Li An, there were no other customers. Seeing Wu Shihao walking over, the boss with his eyes full of vicissitudes seemed a little scared.

"Brother An, why are you here?"

"Oh, I'll come over and invite Sir Li for a late-night snack."

Li An put down the spoon, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Do your business and don't worry about me. It's already early in the morning, so it shouldn't shock the citizens and neighbors. And there is a sir here to maintain law and order. Just do what you need to do."

"I got it, Brother An."

Wu Shihao nodded.

Li Zhengtao knocked on the table:

"Hey, do you really think we are floor washers?"

"You said this, I didn't." Li An smiled and spread his hands.

"This is gambling money." Wu Shihao glanced at Li Zhengtao and handed the bag in his hand to Li An.

"How many?"

"Seven to eighty thousand."

Li An pondered for a while, took out 50,000 yuan from his bag, and then returned the bag to Wu Shihao.

"I have to bother you sir so late, so I can use these 50,000 yuan as a late-night snack for my sirs."

He glanced at the military uniforms on the street, put the money in front of Li Zhengtao, and said meaningfully.

Although this is the world of Hong Kong TV series, for Ang Lee, it is also the real world.

Eating everything without caring about the benefits will not work.

The last two hundred thousand was just for Li Zhengtao to help settle matters at the dock, but the other party had no obligation to interfere in the fight between him and Lian Gongle.

Face is both given by oneself and given by others.

This was also the reason why he was crossing the sea tonight and specially asked Li Zhengtao for a late-night snack.

"Li An, your senior brother and I have been friends for so many years, and you are so out of touch."

Li Zhengtao looked sincere.

"That won't work!" Li An said firmly: "Friendship is friendship, it's already early in the morning, we can't let your guys work in vain."

"……OK then."

Li Zhengtao glanced at Li An with a smile, obviously he was still satisfied. He didn't refuse anymore and put away the banknotes on the table.

"After work is over, the money will be used to treat the guys to midnight snacks."

He took out 30,000 yuan and handed it to He Yi beside him.

Of course, 30,000 yuan is not needed for midnight snacks. It is said to be money for midnight snacks, but it is actually the hard-earned money for these military uniforms.

"I understand, Sir Li."

He Yi nodded and put the money away.

He got up and went upstairs with the military uniforms.

Li An looked at Wu Shihao and said sincerely:

"In the Jianghu, in the final analysis, the competition is who is more fierce and evil. When you encounter a difficult person, you must fight him to the end. When you encounter a fierce person, you must be more fierce than him! Those people will be afraid of you .

What's more, the rules of the world are very clear. This time Zhong Tai asked someone to ambush you in the restaurant. They broke the rules. "

"Clear."

Wu Shihao nodded.

"Go do something."

Li An confessed to Wu Shihao.

After thinking for a moment, he waved to Amin and Dachun at the other table. When they got up and came over, Li An said:

"You two should follow. If the other party doesn't use a firearm, don't do anything."

Li Zhengtao raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

For their errands, fighting, fighting, and using guns are completely different concepts.

He glanced at Li An, hesitated for a moment, and finally said nothing.

"I understand, Brother An." The two nodded to express their understanding, turned around and followed him.

"Brother Hao."

Seeing Wu Shihao approaching, Xiwei came to his side.

"What did Brother An say?"

"Let us do whatever we want."

Wu Shihao's eyes were steady. After replying, he waved to Wang Shengguang who was standing aside and said as he walked:

"Let's go to Bonham West Street. It's not over yet after Zhong Tai's death. The gambling shop is open all night. I'll sweep all his stalls in Sheung Wan tonight."

He Yi went upstairs with his military uniform, and Wu Shihao led others away. In a blink of an eye, only Li An and Li Zhengtao were left in the porridge shop.

"Sir Li, you've had your late night snack, so let's go."

Things have been arranged, and now He Yi is leading the team to watch, and with the help of Amin and Dachun, they are just going to check out a few gambling stalls. Li An is not worried that Wu Shihao will not be able to handle it.

Li Zhengtao stood up:

"Where to go?"

"Hey, you and my senior brother are experts in this area. Of course, you make the decision."

Ang Lee joked with a smile.

He took out the money from his pocket, counted a few blue crabs and put them on the table.

"Boss, the money is on the table."

"This is too much..."

"No, if it affects your business, I'll take it as compensation."

……

His mouth was full of smoke and his teeth were yellowed by smoke. He was biting half of a cigarette. He looked at the gamblers gathered around the table and shouted loudly with a red face.

"Come on, come on, let's buy it and let it go!"

This is a gambling stall located in an old tenement building at the end of Bonham West Street.

Even though the gambling stall is small, with only three or four gaming tables, Bonham West Street is located on the north-south line.

Most of the gamblers who come here are small business owners who run businesses in the North and South Banks, so their spending is naturally relatively generous.

"Wait a minute, Brother Sheng, this is crushing me."

The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a messy suit and his red eyes staring at the dice cup on the table.

Shuisheng took off the cigarette from his mouth, blew out a puff of smoke, and looked at the other party with a smile:

"Mr. Xu, do you want to place a bet? Then take the money."

The middle-aged man known as Mr. Xu said in a trembling tone:

"Sheng, Brother Sheng, lend me another five hundred..."

"Okay."

Shuisheng nodded and took a deep drag on the cigarette.

"However, Mr. Xu spent 3,000 yuan on my store tonight. As long as you can still take out your things as collateral and borrow money, it will be no problem."

"Brother Sheng, please help me! I really have nothing left to buy. Lend me another five hundred, no, three hundred, three hundred is fine. If you win, I will pay you back..."

Mr. Xu's lips were trembling and he was smiling.

When Ke Shuisheng heard this, the smile on his face immediately faded, he put on a ferocious face again, and said in a bad tone:

"I'm holding your mother in my mouth! You don't have anything and you want to borrow money. It's up to you whether you want Mingbi or not, so hurry up and get out!"

"Brother Sheng..." The middle-aged man wanted to say something else.

"Throw him out and don't interfere with our business here."

Shuisheng interrupted him impatiently.

Soon, two Sijiu with scornful faces walked over quickly.

Without any explanation, he took the middle-aged man's arm and dragged him outside.

As soon as he got out of the gambling stall, he threw the middle-aged man to the ground, as if he was trash that had been swept out.

One of the forty-nine boys stepped forward and cursed at the middle-aged man in a perverse tone:

"Brother Sheng told you to get out!"

The gambling stall was on the third floor. The middle-aged man almost rolled down the stairs when the other party threw it.

But seeing the unkind expressions of the two forty-nine boys in front of him, the middle-aged man just shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

He climbed up and walked awkwardly down the stairs, muttering in a low voice:

"The bad boy will die on the street sooner or later..."

He dusted himself off, still chattering.

Suddenly, chaotic footsteps sounded one after another.

A large group of people surged up from downstairs.

The middle-aged man was frightened and squatted against the wall in the stairwell.

Wu Shihao paused, glanced at the middle-aged man, and walked quickly upstairs.

"Who are you?"

The two forty-nine boys who were just about to enter suddenly changed their expressions when they saw a group of people rushing upstairs.

Wu Shihao didn't say anything. He stepped forward quickly and slashed the opponent's chest with a knife. Sijiu who spoke screamed and fell to the ground.

The other person was startled when he saw this and ran in hastily.

Wu Shihao didn't care and rushed into the gambling stall first.

"Brother Sheng, someone is destroying the place!"

As soon as he burst through the door, he yelled at Shui Sheng.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the gambler who was placing a bet changed, and he took back the money on the table and put it in his pocket.

"Who is so bold as to come to my place and cause trouble..."

Shuisheng raised his head with an ugly expression, just in time to see Wu Shihao rushing in at the lead.

"Who are you? Do you know that this is Lian Gong Le's territory?"

Wu Shihao had a solemn face and without saying a word, he stepped forward quickly, holding a knife in his right hand, and rushed towards Shuisheng.

The people behind him poured in from outside the door.

"you."

Shuisheng originally planned to rely on Lian Gongle's name to bluff the opponent, but he didn't expect that the opponent would take action without even saying a word about the scene.

Seeing the other party charging towards him with murderous intent, Shuisheng turned around and ran away without even thinking.

His gambling stall only had a dozen or so people watching the scene, but the other party had twenty or thirty people coming, and there were still people pouring in from the door, and those who stayed were just hacked.

He walked around the gambling table and was about to run to the back room, where there was a back door.

But before he could rush to the door, Wu Shihao had already caught up with him and struck him with a knife.

Shuisheng subconsciously dodged to the left. He barely managed to avoid the blade, but was kicked in the stomach by the opponent and staggered back.

Then he felt a pain in his chest, and was cut to the ground by the opponent's knife.

Wu Shihao didn't even look at Shuisheng, who was struggling on the ground. He turned around and rushed towards the four-nine boys.

……

Perhaps the people involved in the Lian Gong Le never thought that someone would destroy the place, or maybe there would be a bad guy to finish the work every time after the destruction, and the news was not passed on.

Chung Tai's four gambling stalls in Sheung Wan were swept away by Wu Shihao, who was outnumbered, with almost no preparation.

"Hey, what's the matter with calling so late?"

The man picked up the receiver and glanced at the wall clock in the hall. It was three o'clock in the morning.

"The place in Sheung Wan was raided."

On the other end of the phone, just one sentence from the other party made him change his expression.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Holding the receiver, the expression on the man's face became increasingly ugly.

After the other party finished speaking, the man hurriedly put down the phone and hurried upstairs.

Not caring about disturbing the sleeping people inside, the man knocked vigorously on the door on the right.

"what's up?"

After a while, a slightly sleepy voice came from the room, which must have been just woken up.

"Brother Shou, the stall in Sheung Wan was raided."

(End of this chapter)