Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 106: Lively Funeral (Part 2)

1: A lively funeral (first chapter on the shelves)
The paparazzi who specialized in reporting on the underworld also set up their cameras on the street corners to take pictures of the underworld bosses who came to mourn Hongtai.

Hong Kong is an entertainment society. There are special readers who regularly buy underworld tabloids to experience the swordplay, grudges and love in the underworld. The sales of this kind of underworld tabloids are quite good.

Not only the paparazzi took pictures, but the officers from the intelligence department also took cameras and took pictures of the underworld bosses and celebrities who walked in, preparing to update the ranking of underworld celebrities.

The Shuifang van team arrived at the Kowloon Funeral Home on Maple Street. Chi Mengli, who was sitting in the car, frowned when he saw the mess on the street.

"Brother Sheng, the police are trying to get Tiger out, all brothers, get out of the car, they will definitely be handcuffed."

"What's the matter?"

Ji Mi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also saw the situation on Maple Street. He cursed in his heart that it was exaggerated and turned to ask Chi Mengli in the back seat.

"What? You idiot, you're asking me this!"

"Of course the brothers stayed in the car and did nothing. What did they buy the fireworks I asked you to buy?"

Chi Mengli picked out a cigarette of DHS from the cigarette box, put it in his mouth, and lit it with the Zippo lighter in his hand.

Ji Mi took out a firework from the shoulder bag he was carrying. The fuse had been cut manually. He waved it in front of Chi Mengli, then unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the detonator vest inside.

"Brother Sheng, I asked the prop master of Shaw Brothers Film Company to make this for me overnight. I guarantee it will be a one-to-one reproduction."

"We've also made an agreement with the brothers that as soon as the fireworks go up, they'll rush into the funeral home with their weapons."

Jimi spent one thousand dollars to buy this detonator vest from the prop master of Shaw Brothers Film Company. This is a collector's edition made after the prop master had a detailed discussion with the police's arms expert.

This is a little trick to bluff people, but people who don’t know the inside story will definitely think seriously when they see the impact vest on Jimi.

This was one of the trump cards prepared by Chi Mengli. In Ji Mi's shoulder bag, there were not only fireworks for signaling, but also a second insurance, a full-bullet Jungle Aviation Song.

If this still cannot protect yourself and get out of this unscathed, then he has nothing else to say. After all, if the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, you will definitely not live before five o'clock.

Although the Donglian Society would not play the trick of smashing cups as a signal and then five hundred swordsmen rushing out to kill at Hongtai's funeral,

"get off!"

Everything was ready. Chi Mengli, holding a Double Happiness cigarette in her mouth, prepared to get off the car.

Ji Mi took the lead, jumped out from the passenger seat, and quickly opened the black umbrella he had prepared in advance and blocked the car door.

Seeing that the umbrella was in place, Chi Mengli opened the car door, spat the cigarette butt onto the ground, and got out of the car. Hei Ahu, who was in the van behind, also got out and gathered around Chi Mengli with his three trusted henchmen.

Xizai, who got off the car later, quickly opened a black umbrella and blocked the left side of the boss, so that the paparazzi and the intelligence officers could not take pictures of Shengge's face.

The exaggerated appearance of the nine people not only attracted the attention of the police and paparazzi.

The attention of the Donglian Society thugs who were responsible for maintaining order was also attracted. When they learned that the group of people were from Shuifang and that the leader was the boss of Shuifang Yau Ma Tei branch, Handsome Sheng, their faces turned ugly.

Everyone in Donglian Society knows that Brother Hongtai was beaten into a lame man by Handsome Sheng, and was hit and killed by a pickup truck on his way to escape. Now he comes here hypocritically to burn incense and pay homage. Is he like a weasel paying New Year's greeting to a chicken? He has no good intentions!
"What's going on?"

"Today I am here on behalf of the water room to burn incense for Brother Hongtai. We are all disciples of the Hongmen, so you don't know any rules, do you?"

"Get out of my way. What generation are you? Tell Big Mouth Duck to come out and see me."

When Chi Mengli saw the Donglian Society thugs blocking his way, his face changed immediately. He told them to get out of here and disappear from his sight, and called Dakouya to come and see him.

The person who was in charge of receiving gifts from Donglian Society at the gate of the funeral home was Dadongjiu. Hearing the noise, he hurried over with his trusted henchmen, wondering, it was a sunny day and there was no rain, what was going on?

When he got closer, he found that it was the handsome Sheng who had fallen to the ground. He was so angry that he quickened his pace and walked over.

"Brother Nine is coming, get out of the way."

"Ninth Brother!"

"Ninth Brother!"

When the Donglian Society's thugs who were maintaining order saw Dadongjiu coming, they quickly made way.

In the martial arts world, soldiers fight against soldiers and generals fight against generals. But if you are a hungry tiger descending from the mountains, it is a different matter.

"Handsome Sheng, what are you doing here?"

"Today is Brother Hongtai's big day. If you want to do anything, we at Donglian will definitely play with you to the end!"

Dadongjiu walked up to Chi Mengli, pointed his finger and poked it in front of Chi Mengli's chest.

Chi Mengli could clearly see that the mud under Dadongjiu's fingernails was really disgusting. No matter what, they were all public figures. If they didn't even pay attention to their personal hygiene, how could they come out to be the big brother? It was really shameful!
"What's going on?"

"Play with me? What can you afford to play?"

"I call you Brother Nine, do you really think you are a big shot in the underworld? Are you depressed?"

"Push to the street!"

Chi Mengli moved as fast as lightning, grabbed Dadongjiu's finger and twisted it upwards without hesitation. Dadongjiu, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately started screaming.

Da Dongjiu was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, but Liangzaisheng's hands were like iron pliers, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get free. He could only kick out quickly, trying to force Liangzaisheng to retreat. But as soon as he made a move, Liangzaisheng kicked out quickly, and kicked his calf with his pointed leather shoe.

Dadongjiu, who was kicked, felt as if his calf was deeply pierced by countless fine needles, and as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand. The pain was like a surging tide, sweeping towards him in waves.

His calves seemed to have been suddenly stripped of their supporting beams, his muscles were as taut as a bowstring about to break, and every slight movement seemed to be stretching the string of pain tighter and tighter.

The pain spread wildly along the nerves in his legs, causing beads of sweat to instantly cover his forehead and his body to tremble slightly involuntarily.

"Brother Jiu, you are so weak, how can you play with me?"

"You're crazy!"

After giving Dadongjiu a brief lesson, Chi Mengli stopped and loosened his hand. Then he grabbed the shoulder of Dadongjiu, who had fallen to the ground, to prevent him from falling. He said helplessly, "Brother Jiu, today I am here to burn incense for Brother Hongtai on behalf of the head of the family."

"As a rule in the martial arts world, don't hit someone who smiles at you."

Dadongjiu grimaced in pain, he felt that his calf might be broken, but now let alone a broken calf, even if his head fell off, he had to stand in the front.

When the Donglian Society's thugs saw that Dadongjiu had suffered a loss, they wanted to teach this daring and arrogant handsome Sheng a lesson, but were stopped by Dadongjiu.

Guests are welcome, and what's more, this handsome guy Sheng came here on behalf of the water room. Even if there is a blood feud, the score must be settled later.

"Handsome wins! You're such a fucking awesome guy."

"this way please!"

Dadongjiu limped in front to lead the way. He moved his calf a few times and found that his calf seemed to be not broken.

Everyone came to the table for registering the gift list. Chi Mengli took the file bag from Ji Mi, took out the 200,000 cash in it and threw it on the table.

The Donglian Society thug in charge of registration saw such a large gift money for the first time. After he finished writing the name of the bathroom, he looked at Dadongjiu standing beside him.

"Look at me, what the hell am I doing? Count the money and write it down, you idiot!"

"Brother Sheng, being the boss of Yau Ma Tei is different! You are rich and powerful!"

"Among the gang leaders in the water room right now, you are the most awesome one!"

"I admire you!"

"Please come in."

After registering the gift money, Dadongjiu arranged a henchman to watch the money bag, while he walked in with the handsome Sheng.

No matter how unhappy he was with Handsome Sheng, he couldn't lose his manners. After all, neither of them was representing themselves, but their respective communities.

Chi Mengli walked into the farewell room. He took a burning yellow incense from the etiquette staff beside him, walked slowly to the huge portrait of Hongtai, took off the sunglasses on his nose and put them in his pocket.

"A bow!"

"Two bows!"

"Three bows!"

"Incense!"

Chi Mengli inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the portrait, and then returned to his original position.

"The family members responded with greetings."

When the master of ceremonies saw that the worship was over, he shouted and asked the family members to return the greeting.

Dakouya was in mourning today. He knelt first and kowtowed deeply to Chi Mengli. Then came Hongtai's beautiful wife and young son, who also kowtowed in return.

Hongtai died because of him. Chi Mengli really couldn't do it. He walked up to Hongtai's wife and tried to make friends with her. He bowed silently in return, then walked up to Hongtai's body and took a look.

The once majestic chief of the Eastern Alliance now lies in his coffin like a rag doll, for everyone to watch.

Chi Mengli sighed in his heart, what's the point of being the biggest and most powerful in the world? Isn't it still the Yangtze River where the waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach.

After expressing his emotion, he left the coffin and walked to the front of the leading scholar ghost of Donglian Society.

"Uncle Gui, my old man wanted to come here in person to see Hongtai off, but he is old and caught a cold last night and is really unwell."

"So today, on behalf of the head of the group, I came here to give Brother Hongtai a ride."

Chi Mengli stood in front of the scholar ghost and gave him a way out so that everyone could save face.

The scholar ghost nodded, then looked at Hongtai in the coffin, sighed, thought for a while, and then said: "Brother Jin is not feeling well, so just take a good rest. We are all old people, and our health is not as good as before."

"We'll talk about Hongtai's account slowly. The society will be responsible to the end."

"We are all disciples of the Hongmen, so we must abide by the rule that misfortune will not affect our family members!"

(End of this chapter)