Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 18 Big Head——Yang Tian

Mr. Lin was greatly surprised.

In his eyes, Ahua is the most loyal and courageous young man in Jingyi Society.

This time he brought a group of people from Jingyi Society, simply to use the excuse that Hongxing came to accuse him of a crime, and use both soft and hard tactics to force Ah Hua to let Wuying step forward and take on this mission from which there would be no return.

But if he had known that Ahua would break off ties with Jingyi Society because of this, he would never have let things get to this point.

After all, it would be hard to find another such useful ox or horse in the future.

"Ahua, do you know what you are talking about?!"

"Haven't I made it clear enough?

Well, listen carefully. From today on, I, Liao Zhihua, will completely break off all ties with the Jingyi Society!"

After saying that, Ah Hua shook his shoulders and felt the congestion in his chest suddenly clear up.

He looked around at everyone present.

"If there's nothing else, please leave. You're not very welcome here."

Mr. Lin's face turned red and white. He had wanted to keep Ah Hua before, but seeing that Ah Hua had said so firmly, he didn't know how to start again.

I just felt that Ah Hua's behavior made me feel embarrassed, and I couldn't help feeling resentful.

"Good good!"

Mr. Lin said three good words in a row, and then laughed out of anger.

“Once words are spoken, they are like water poured out.

Since you are determined to join Jingyi Society, I will not say anything more.

I heard from Big Boss B that you fell out with him because of a gangster who just came over from Liansheng.

If I'm not mistaken, you're also planning to switch to Heliansheng, right?"

Ah Hua just snorted coldly and didn't respond.

On the other hand, Mr. Lin's expression became increasingly gloomy.

"Haha, it's because our Jingyi Society Temple can't accommodate a Bodhisattva like you.

I hope you will continue to prosper in Heliansheng in the future. When you become successful, please take good care of our Jingyi Society!"

After saying this in a sarcastic tone, Mr. Lin stood up and waved his hand.

"let's go!"

After a group of people left the house in a hurry, the atmosphere entered a brief period of silence.

Then Ahua and Wuying smiled at each other, and simultaneously stretched out their right palms and slapped each other hard.

"Fuck his mother! I haven't felt this good in a long time!"

"Brother Hua, if you follow this loser, you'll never make it big in your life. You should have quit this idiotic club long ago!"

Ahua nodded.

"He Yaozong's people have already talked to me, and he can introduce us to Long Genbaimen.

I will visit him later, and after your brother's wedding banquet tomorrow, I will pick a good time to formally pay my respects to Long Gen."

……

It's another sunny morning.

He Yaozong got up early and had just finished washing up when he heard someone knocking on the door.

When I opened the door, I found that it was the idiot Blind Hui who had packed up the morning tea for me.

"Thank you for your trouble, Blind Hui."

He Yaozong took the morning tea and motioned for Blind Hui to come in and sit for a while.

He greeted them while munching on the pan-fried bun in his hand.

"I have to go out and do something soon. I put all the bad debt contracts I brought from Hetai Finance Company in my bedside table.

According to my instructions, you must carefully screen and keep a record of all those who operate physical stores in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Okay, Brother Yao."

Blind Hui nodded woodenly, then thought for a moment and looked up and asked.

"Brother Yao, can I take half a day off?

Xiaohui's ID card issue has been sorted out, and at noon I want to... take her out for afternoon tea."

"Damn it! You didn't sign a contract to sell yourself to me, do you still need to explain such a trivial matter to me?

Just take your time to handle these contracts."

After breakfast, I went out and hailed a taxi.

He arrived at the Jardine House in Central around 7:50. Then, at Chen Tianyi's arrangement, the law firm's receptionist escorted him to a Mercedes-Benz.

After a drive of about twenty minutes, the driver took him to bus stop No. 99 at Tung Tau Wan in Stanley.

After getting off the car and looking up, Stanley Prison, which has written half of the history of Hong Kong's community, stood before me.

“Mr. He, the man in front is Father Reed.

Just follow them in later. Lawyer Chen has already arranged the relationship for you."

The driver stood in front of He Yaozong and introduced him to the church group that was waiting for inspection by the prison guards at the prison gate.

He Yaozong nodded, and then, led by the driver, walked towards the gate of Stanley Prison.

In the cafeteria of Warehouse A of the prison, a group of prisoners who had just finished breakfast were gathering outside the cafeteria in an orderly manner.

"Big Head, Gao Lao Fa is feeling a bit under the weather today. He'll be going to Lantau Island for the labor operation later. You can go in his place."

In a corner outside the cafeteria, a middle-aged strong man squatting in the corner smoking waved and shouted to a young man.

This young man is none other than Big Head Yang Tian, ​​who was imprisoned for Big Boss B three years ago.

The one who was bossing him around was Sanghao, the prison boss of the A-Cang generation, who was imprisoned for running an underground casino.

But without the care of Big Boss B, he was not doing well in the prison.

Big Head walked up to the jailer with a bitter face.

"Brother Sanghao, the group from Dongxing are also working on Lantau Island. Can you give me another location?"

"Tiao, when did you learn to bargain with me?"

The smoking Sanghao obviously didn't buy Datou's account.

He gave the remaining half of his cigarette to a young man who had been waiting beside him for a long time, and then stood up.

“Tell you what, Gao Laofa has already bought me three packs of Marlboro this month!

I have taken good care of you. If you can give me a little bit of money every month, I won’t be willing to order you around!

Silly, I really don't know what big boss you followed before!"

After hearing this, the gloom in Datou's eyes became even heavier.

But this is a prison, and whether it is reasoning or fighting, it seems meaningless here.

"Okay, I'll come back and ask Mr. Gao to give me a cigarette as a reward."

beep - beep -

As soon as Datou finished speaking, the prison guards' whistle for assembly sounded.

The younger brother who had just received the cigarette could not help but frown, took two deep puffs, and threw the cigarette butt into the slop bucket.

"Brother Hao, what the hell is Killer Xiong doing? Why did he blow the assembly whistle so early today?"

Sang Hao did not dare to be negligent. He responded unhappily while tidying up his clothes and appearance and rushing towards the assembly point.

"Want to know? You can ask in front of Killer Xiong later!"

"Then forget it..."

A group of prisoners hurriedly lined up outside the cafeteria.

The killer Xiong, who was over 1.8 meters tall, paced back and forth in front of the group of people with a baton in his hand.

After the prison guards below had lined up, Killer Xiong took a few steps forward, cleared his throat, and prepared to give a speech.

"You are lucky today. The reformatory has arranged for a priest to come and preach the gospel to you.

Gather at the stadium later to listen to the priest pray for you. After the prayer, there will be food donated by the church for you to take."

As soon as Killer Xiong said this, a prisoner who was familiar with him started talking to him.

"I'm going to ask, Brother Xiong, why didn't you tell me earlier?

I was already full just now. If I had known, I would have saved some space to enjoy the white man’s dessert! "

Killer Xiong glared at him and said, "If you're full, you can pack it up and take it back to the cell.

Stop talking nonsense. I will call out your numbers soon. Everyone, stand on the left side of the line and follow me to receive Jesus’ blessing.

The rest will be arranged separately."

After hearing this, Big Head, who was standing at the back of the team, felt his mood, which had been slightly improving, instantly turned gloomy again.

Choosing people to receive Jesus' blessings has nothing to do with a loser like me who has nothing to do with them.

It seems that he cannot avoid hard labor on Lantau Island today. He only hopes that the prison guard supervising him there is not from the prison of his enemy.

Otherwise, if I come back tonight, I will definitely be injured.

(End of this chapter)