Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 67: Fighting again? [Please collect and recommend]

Seeing that Liang Kun did not give him any face and even used Hongxing to pressure him, the smile on Feng Laoliu's face disappeared.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "This morning, a few brothers did come to me to surrender, but I don't know if they were the killers who killed your brother."

Liang Kun said coldly: "Then I will tell you now, Agou and his gang of bastards are the killers who killed my brother. My brother Feilong is still lying in the hospital. It was these bastards who did it. Please give me some face, Mr. Feng Liu, and hand him over to me so I can take him away."

"is it?"

Feng Laoliu said calmly: "I'm sorry, Boss Liangkun, I didn't know about this. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have accepted them."

"But now I have accepted the person. I am afraid it is not appropriate for you to ask me to hand him over like this, right?"

"After all, the city has its own rules. It's hard for me to deal with you if you do this!"

Liang Kun resisted the urge to flip the table and said in a deep voice, "What do you want in exchange for letting him go? Be straightforward. I don't like talking to people who beat around the bush!"

Feng Laoliu nodded and said, "I don't like beating around the bush either. Boss Liangkun, I can tell you directly that Agou and his men are not important to me. I can hand them over to you at any time."

"But I also received a message this morning that Shark En, who supplies our city, was beaten to death by the police at Salisbury Road Pier last night. This matter is related to you. You will not deny it, right?"

"What the hell am I admitting?"

Liang Kun cursed: "This idiot is from Kowloon City. I live in Mong Kok. What does his death have to do with me?"

"Boss Liangkun, it's meaningless if you say that."

At this time, the bald man sitting on the opposite chair snorted coldly: "We received news that it was you who traded with Shark En at the dock last night, but now he is dead, but you are still alive and well. Do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you?"

"How the hell do I know where you got this fake news from? If people were to come to me after they died, I would have been caught by the police long ago. How could you ask me about this?"

"Besides, everyone in the underworld knows that we in Hongxing don't abandon our fans. What do you mean by asking me this?"

"Don't believe me? Or don't believe us Hongxing?"

As Liang Kun said this, he looked at the bald guy unhappily: "Also, who are you? What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

The bald man's face darkened, and he said in a serious tone: "I am Hai Ye from the East District of the Walled City. Liang Kun, don't think you are great just because you are the leader of the Hongxing. This is the Walled City!"

"Oh, it's Master Hai?"

Liang Kun suddenly realized, and then cursed again: "What about the Walled City? I'm just talking to you about reason, and you're using the Walled City to pressure me?"

The bald guy had an ugly look on his face, his teeth were clenched in anger, and he was about to have a fit.

Feng Laoliu waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, you two. Since everyone is here, it means that we are sincere in solving the problem. But if you want to solve the problem, you have to show sincerity, right?"

"Am I right, Boss Kun?"

Liang Kun snorted coldly, "Master Feng Liu, you don't have to flatter me. I, Liang Kun, am not well-educated and don't understand these great principles."

"Anyway, no matter what Shark En or Whale En is, I don't know him well, and his failure has nothing to do with me."

"But you don't have any in your city. I can help you think of a solution."

Hai Ye said coldly: "Didn't you say that you Hongxing fans won't leave? What can you think of?"

“If I don’t fucking go fan, can’t I meet two friends who sell fans?”

"you……"

Seeing how arrogant Liang Kun was, Hai Ye suddenly became furious and couldn't help but want to order the bastard to be chopped to death.

"Master Hai, please be patient! Please be patient!"

Master Feng Liu hurriedly comforted him, then looked at Liang Kun and said, "Boss Liang Kun, I don't care whether Shark En's death has anything to do with you or not. All we want is stability in the city."

"As long as you can solve the supply problem in the city and give me another million, I will leave Agou and the others to you."

Liang Kun frowned when he heard this: "I'm going to help you solve the supply problem and give you one million? You really want both?"

Xiyan's face was not looking good at this time, and he said, "Sixth Master, we have been friends for so many years, and you don't even give me this little face? Isn't our Hongxing brand worth one million?!"

Feng Laoliu shook his head calmly and said, "Boss Xiyan, friendship is friendship. If it were for your sake, I would definitely not ask for the one million. But since Ah Gou and the others have followed me, they are my people. If I just give them to you for nothing, I have to give an explanation to my brothers, right? Otherwise, how can I lead people in the future?" Liang Kun's face was gloomy, and he said, "I don't care how you lead people. Today I have decided to take them away. Either I take them away and help you solve the supply problem of the city, or you have the guts to leave us with you!"

"Damn it, I just can't stand this bastard anymore!"

Hai Ye stood up instantly and said angrily: "Feng Laoliu, what are you waiting for? They clearly don't take our city seriously. If you are brave enough, come with me to stop them today and don't lose the people in our city. I don't believe that Hongxing can be so powerful?!"

slam-la-

Hearing the sound, the younger brothers outside the door rushed in instantly, each holding a weapon and looking aggressive.

Di Qing, A Bao and others also immediately stepped forward to protect Liang Kun and Xi Yan.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

At this time, Feng Laoliu's face was also very ugly. He slowly stood up, looked at Liang Kun, and said, "Boss Liang Kun, do you really want to go to war with our stronghold?"

"It's you who wanted to start a war!" Liang Kun said coldly.

Feng Laoliu stared at Liang Kun, breathing rapidly, but he finally suppressed his anger and nodded, "Good! As expected of one of the twelve leaders of the Hongxing Society, you are really courageous!"

"In that case, I will take a step back and solve the problem with you in a different way!"

Liang Kun narrowed his eyes and asked, "How do you want to solve it?"

Feng Laoliu's eyes passed over Liang Kun and swept over Di Qing and the others one by one, saying, "It is said that Hongxing produces fighters, especially in recent times. Didn't you recruit a younger brother who is very good at fighting? What's his name, Liangzai Qing? Is he here today?"

Liang Kun did not answer, but frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Feng Laoliu snorted coldly and said, "You should have heard that our fortress is not like your outside world. We don't have many entertainment activities except playing cards and boxing."

"It just so happens that I recently recruited a mainlander who is very good at fighting. Why don't you let your people give it a try? As long as you beat him, the one million will be for free!"

Liang Kun understood that this was going to be a boxing match.

After all, the most famous thing in the walled city, apart from prostitution, gambling and drugs, is boxing.

Many of the red sticks in the social circles outside today once became famous for fighting underground boxing in the walled city.

Seeing that Liang Kun didn't say anything, Feng Laoliu deliberately provoked him with words: "Why? Boss Liang Kun doesn't dare to gamble?"

"Don't dare to gamble? I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"

Liang Kun sneered.

If it were any other choice, he might have hesitated a bit more.

Competing in boxing?
He felt that he was terribly strong now!
Looking at the whole of Hong Kong Island, who can rival his younger brother?

"Qingzai?" Liang Kun turned around and gave Di Qing a look, meaning that it was your turn to perform.

Di Qing didn't say much, he just walked forward, looked at Feng Laoliu, and said, "Call the people over."

"Are you the handsome Qing?" Looking at Di Qing's thin appearance, Feng Laoliu frowned.

He does look very handsome, but he doesn't look like he can fight.

Di Qing nodded: "Only one fight, right?"

"Yes, one game will determine the winner!"

Seeing this, Feng Laoliu said no more, waved his hand, and shouted, "Aneng."

As soon as he finished speaking, a younger brother standing behind Feng Laoliu walked out.

This man looks plain and ordinary, but he has very strong muscles.

He walked straight to Di Qing, clasped his fists, and introduced himself, saying, "Jin Aneng, please teach me."

(End of this chapter)