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

Chapter 38 Feisha: Congratulations on winning the jackpot - Lian Haolong in Tsim Sha Tsui
Wang Jianjun stood up suddenly, causing a gust of wind.

He strode up to Wang Jianguo, stretched out his broad right hand and grasped the back of Wang Jianguo's neck.

"Jianguo, you've also been shot at!
Don't say such irresponsible and stupid things in front of me anymore!"

Wang Jianguo raised his head and glanced at Wang Jianjun, and found that his elder brother's eyes were filled with murderous intent. It was obvious that he was getting angry because of his talk.

Wang Jianguo swallowed and lowered his voice.

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is..."

"That's better. I'm only going to tell you this once!"

Patting the back of Wang Jianguo's head, Wang Jianjun did not relax his expression.

He straightened his back and glanced around.

"If you can't even finish a mouthful of food in five minutes, then don't eat!
Put everything down and assemble!"

shhhhh--

Everyone stopped what they were doing as if by reflex, stood up together, and quickly lined up.

"Listen carefully, during this sea crossing, no one is allowed to leave the team without my order!
Did you understand everything?!"

"I understand!"

……

At night, around eight o'clock.

Feisha drove his Toyota to the entrance of Hetai Teahouse.

The parking attendant at the door forced a professional smile and was about to go up to ask Feisha if he needed valet parking.

But after seeing Feisha's face, his smile disappeared instantly.

"Don't be alarmed. I'm not here to check your cards."

Feisha threw the car keys into the parking attendant's arms, then walked into the teahouse with his hands behind his back.

"Where's He Yaozong?"

"Sha Sir, Brother Yao is upstairs reviewing the accounts."

"What the hell are you doing? Go tell him to get me some tea bags right now. I have something important to tell him!"

After saying that, Feisha mumbled something and walked straight upstairs with a big belly.

In the private room of the Peony Pavilion, He Yaozong pushed the door open and walked in with a box of tea.

"Sir Sha, you're so free tonight that you even come here for tea after work?"

After greeting Feisha, he went to get the teapot to make tea.

Feisha just sat on the sofa and smoked.

It was not until He Yaozong made the tea that he looked up at He Yaozong.

"Who told you I'm off work?

Because of you, I have to stay up late tonight and will definitely be pulled back to work overtime soon!"

He Yaozong immediately understood. He sat on the sofa next to Feisha and asked.

"Why, those demolishers who sell goods on Temple Street are here to help Yan Chanle?"

"You guessed it right, and congratulations on winning the jackpot.

An informant revealed that the person who came to Temple Street tonight to cause trouble was Lian Haolong, the worst villain in Tsim Sha Tsui East!

"Loyalty?"

Feisha glanced at He Yaozong unhappily: "How many Lian Haolongs are there?"

Feisha reached into his pocket, took out a business card and handed it to He Yaozong.

“The Zhongxinyi gang is always ready to risk their lives, so don’t be stupid and fight them to the death.

If anything happens tonight, remember to call me anytime. That way, it will be good for you, me, and everyone else! "

He Yaozong took the business card from Feisha, took a look at it, and then put it in his pocket.

"Sir Sha, could you please let me know what time the loyal and righteous people will come tonight?"

“It’s hard to say, but I guess they’ll start the trouble around 11 o’clock.

The PTU patrolling that hour is changing shifts, and they need to grab some late-night snacks to fill their bellies. It's the perfect time to blow up some chicken and start a fight, then go and destroy your place."

He Yaozong looked solemn. He lowered his head to think for a moment, then looked at Feisha.

"Sir Sha, if the movie starts tonight, could you give me ten minutes?"

"What do you want to do?"

He Yaozong said nothing, but walked quickly to the closet in the tea room and took out paper and pen.

Then he wrote down a string of signboard names of temple street vendors in a swift and graceful manner.

"Sir Sha, please lead the team to focus on these places tonight. Please don't worry about the rest. Don't worry, if you lead the team to work tonight, you will definitely get something out of it!"

Feisha took the note handed to him by He Yaozong, glanced at it briefly, and wanted to ask something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"Well, I owe you a huge favor!
But let me make it clear first, my superiors have ordered me to be on standby at Temple Street tonight. If you can’t make it, just call me. Don’t do anything extreme!

If this gets too difficult to resolve, I won't be able to help you!"

"Don't worry, I know my limits!"

The tea had already boiled. He Yaozong took out the teacup and poured a cup for Feisha.

Feisha took the tea and blew on it.

Then he asked, "I heard that Zhang Chongbang, that loser, went looking for your people again this morning.

So, did you find out anything?"

"My friend is a law-abiding person. What can he possibly ask?"

"Haha, I know that without you telling me!
If Big Brother Hua was willing to hook up with the Big Circle Boys, he wouldn't have been hanging around in Mong Kok for so many years with only a street-slacker like Wuying by his side!

After saying that, Feisha took a sip of tea and then put down the teacup in a hurry.

“I won’t chat with you any longer, remember what I just said.

If Zhong Xin Yi comes to cause trouble, be sure to call me!"

"I understand. Thank you for your care, Sir Sha!"

After sending Feisha away, He Yaozong took out the watch that Manghui had given him from his pocket. Through the broken surface, he found that it was already 8:15.

No one knows when Zhong Xinyi will come to clean up the place, and time is running out.

Without giving him any time, He Yaozong immediately went back upstairs, closed the office door, and made a phone call.

The phone rang twice, and Ah Hua's voice came from the receiver.

"Brother Yao, I'm on my way back."

"Is the matter settled?"

"It's settled. I've already dragged Shar-Pei Li down to the bottom of the sea. Relax, there's nothing left behind."

"When will those big circle guys come over?"

"I don't know yet. The ship hasn't crossed the sea yet. It might leave in the middle of the night."

"Then forget about this matter for now. Come back immediately and call Wuying. I have something important to tell you!"

Hearing that He Yaozong had something important to discuss, Ah Hua did not dare to neglect it.

He Yaozong answered "OK" carefully on the phone and then hung up.

He dialed another number, this time calling Xiwei.

"Xiwei, where are you now?"

"Brother Yao? I just finished delivering soup to Blind Hui at the clinic."

"Come back immediately, I have something important for you to do!"

"what's up?"

"Borrow troops! This time, no matter if they are with Liansheng or not, as long as they are brave enough to come, they can earn a little from me!"

……

Temple Street is now covered in colorful neon lights.

Lin Huaile lay on the rooftop railing of the Windsor nightclub, watching people coming and going on the street below.

He sighed and turned to look at Aze, the leader beside him.

"Aze, I've been in charge of things in Jordan for so many years, but it wasn't until today that I truly understood what a dragon-tiger land, a wind-cloud land, is!"

Aze shook his long dyed hair and lay down on the railing.

At the same time, he sighed: "Yes, Brother Le, in a place like this, the monthly income of a sauna alone is more than half of our stable.

Fortunately, Long Gen's younger brother was sensible enough to let us run the Windsor nightclub."

The evening breeze blew across Lin Huaile's cheek, mixed with the strong smell of fireworks in Temple Street.

Lin Huaile's mind couldn't help but waver, and he smiled lightly.

"He's too ignorant to be sensible. A newly arrived scoundrel dares to use the Heliansheng name to mess around all day. Uncle Deng hates this kind of people the most!"

After saying this, Lin Huaile looked into the distance, as if muttering to himself.

"Aze, I've been in Jordan for so many years. Whenever the community is in trouble or needs help, I'm always the first to rush forward. But these are not reasons for Uncle Deng to support me as the next leader!

As for the person in charge of Liansheng, only Uncle Deng has the final say and only he is qualified to do it!
There were no exceptions before, and there will be no exceptions now!"

(End of this chapter)