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

Chapter 59 Kowloon Walled City
"He's just outside. I'll bring him over to you right away."

Xiwei responded quickly, and Wuying beside him also came forward.

"Xiwei, is it Twelve Young Master who's here to see Brother Yao?"

Xiwei was stunned: "How did you know?"

"Fuck off. In the entire Temple Street, among those who worked with Tiger, the only one qualified enough to manage over twenty places is Twelve Young Master.

What on earth has happened to him that he is willing to give away these twenty or so places?"

While Wuying was still showing off his knowledge, He Yaozong had already called Xiwei downstairs to bring people up.

Seeing that Wuying looked unsatisfied, He Yaozong simply asked him.

"Wuying, are you familiar with this Twelve Young Master?"

The blackfly is honest.

“We’re not too familiar with each other, but I borrowed money from them before, and the interest and fees were fair.

But later on, I became a slacker and often couldn’t pay back the money, so he stopped lending me money.”

“Anyone who can manage more than 20 places in Temple Street must be quite capable.

He has something to ask me for help, so it's probably not something that can be easy to deal with."

"That's right, Brother Yao, this guy grew up in Kowloon City and was extremely evil in the Walled City in his early years.

He used to be a capable subordinate of Tornado in Kowloon City, but Tornado didn't like to interfere in matters outside the Walled City. He couldn't stand the loneliness, so he worshipped Tornado's brother Tiger as his boss.

Wuying sighed and shook his head, "What a pity. Tornado was unrivaled in the Dragon City area back then.

But he's old after all. He was hacked to death by the boss's men two months ago. Maybe the Twelve Young Master came here just for this matter."

Just as the black flies were blowing in the water, Xiwei had already rushed back with his men.

A young man with yellowish curly hair and a slightly immature appearance was following behind Xiwei.

But what caught He Yaozong's attention even more was that behind this young man, there was another young man with a short buzz cut, a slightly honest look, and wearing a black sweatshirt.

This guy has muscles all over his body, and he walks with great vigor and a stable lower body. It's obvious that he is a veteran martial artist!
He Yaozong had a rough idea in his mind that the young man brought by the Twelve Young Master was probably the son of Chen Zhan, the killer king of Longcheng back then - Chen Luojun!
Without waiting for Xiwei to speak, the young man, who looked a little immature, clasped his fists towards He Yaozong.

"Brother Yao, I am the Twelfth Young Master!"

Then he lowered his fist and pointed at the young man following him.

"This is my life-long brother, Chen Luojun!"

"Just sit where you are."

He Yaozong waved his hand to signal everyone to sit on the massage bed in the room, and then looked at Chen Luojun again.

"Is your father Chen Zhan, the killer king of Kowloon Walled City?"

"That's his business! I didn't kill anyone!"

Chen Luojun obviously cared a lot about people mentioning that his father was Chen Zhan.

"Luo Jun!"

The Twelve Young Master pushed Chen Luojun and then looked at He Yaozong.

He said seriously: "Brother Yao, this time we two brothers came to you just to ask you to borrow a team of soldiers!

I grew up in Dragon City with Tornado, so he is my godfather!

He was killed by the big boss's men two months ago. I must avenge him!
If Brother Yao is willing to lend me his team, regardless of success or failure, I will hand over the Temple Street site to you!"

He Yaozong nodded, but then asked, "You gave me all the places in Temple Street. Does your boss have any objections?"

"My boss and Tornado are brothers who burn yellow paper. It was his idea that I came to you to borrow troops this time!"

"What about him? I heard that Chen Zhan was killed by Tornado himself in the ancestral hall in order to help others seize the territory of Kowloon City.

Is he also going to avenge his father's murderer?"

He Yaozong pointed at Chen Luojun. It was obvious that he was more interested in this honest thug than the twenty or so thugs on Temple Street!
Chen Luojun said, "My father and Tornado hit it off right away. They had a dispute because they each served their own masters.

What goes around comes around. I don't blame the tornado for killing my dad.

If Tornado hadn't allowed me to stay in the city, I would have been killed by the big boss and his men!"

"Okay! I like to help men who are clear about gratitude and resentment and have feelings and righteousness!
Tell me, how many people do you want to borrow from me?"

The Twelve Young Master couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly stood up and stretched out a finger.

"One is enough. We can handle the rest ourselves!"

"Who do you want to borrow?"

"The one who killed Luo Tianhong in one move on Lai Chi Kok Boulevard!"

As expected, Twelve Young Master and his gang came specifically for Wang Jianjun.

Zhong Xinyi had been dismantling goods in Temple Street before, and it seemed that Tiger and his group had been bullied by Luo Tianhong many times.

He Yaozong shook his head.

"There's no way this person can lend it to you!"

He Yaozong has his own considerations.

He promised Wang Jianjun and his group that he would help them get Hong Kong identity cards.

People had already been arranged to take care of the relationships and prepare to verify the legal identities of Wang Jianjun and others under the pretext of opening a martial arts school to teach disciples.

As for the security company's original proposal, it is a bit too early to consider it now because the procedures involved are too complicated.

Now is the critical moment when the Ministry of Affairs is reviewing the information of Wang Jianjun and others. He will definitely not let Wang Jianjun act rashly and do such a difficult thing.

Seeing that He Yaozong rejected this request, Twelve Young Master could hardly hide the disappointment in his eyes.

Instead, Chen Luojun jumped up.

"Twelve, I've already said that you don't need to ask for help from others!
It's just Wang Jiu, I don't believe we can't handle him!"

"Luo Jun, calm down. We suffered a great loss at the hands of Wang Jiu last time.

This time I'm bringing Tiger Brother's people to do this, I can't lose all his money!"

After persuading Chen Luojun, the Twelve Young Master looked at He Yaozong again.

He still looked sincere.

"Brother Yao, we will definitely not let you do this for nothing!

Di Qiu, the big money maker in Kowloon City, has also fallen into the hands of the big boss and his gang..."

"Alright, I know everything about the big scene you guys made in Kowloon City!"

He Yaozong waved his hand to interrupt the twelfth young master's narration. He roughly understood what the other party meant.

Back then, Chen Luojun's father, Chen Zhan, wiped out the entire family of Di Qiu, a tycoon in Kowloon Walled City, in order to help the society take over the territory of Kowloon Walled City.

Tornado and Chen Zhan are brothers in life and death, but for the sake of peace in Kowloon Walled City, Tornado chose to duel with Chen Zhan and killed Chen Zhan in the Dragon City Ancestral Hall.

Before his death, Chen Zhan entrusted his son to Long Juanfeng, and he was also worried that after his death, Di Qiu would lead people to kill his only son.

Tornado sent the infant Chen Luojun to the mainland, but twenty years later, the grown-up Chen Luojun returned to Tornado in search of his own identity.

Di Qiu has never given up the idea of ​​making Chen Zhan extinct over the years. After finding out Chen Luojun's identity, he surrendered to Tornado as the owner of a rice team.

Tornado is a man of great loyalty and righteousness and refuses Di Qiu's request. Di Qiu becomes furious and loses his mind and goes to find the big boss who has been in the human trafficking and cocaine business.

On the condition of transferring all the land deeds of Kowloon Walled City, the big boss took action and went to Kowloon City to get the people out.

Later, Tornado and Big Boss fought each other and both suffered losses. Tornado died in Kowloon Walled City, and Big Boss was injured and betrayed by his own boss Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu tore off his face and directly kidnapped Di Qiu, trying to force Di Qiu to sign the land transfer contract.

Now the Twelve Young Master’s intention is very clear - to kill Wang Jiu and avenge Tornado.

Rescue Di Qiu and help Chen Luojun resolve the blood debt owed by the previous generation!
He Yaozong didn't care about their story at all. He just smiled and patted Twelve Young Master's shoulder.

"I only have one condition. If you agree to it, I will take care of this matter!"

"What conditions?"

“Tell Di Qiu’s housekeeper that if you can rescue him, I’ll take half of the deed to Kowloon City!
Compared to when he gave away all the land deeds, my request isn't too greedy, right?"

The Twelve Young Master fell silent.

Then he replied in embarrassment, "Brother Qiu has been imprisoned in Kowloon City by Wang Jiu's men, and his life or death is uncertain.

We have no right to make decisions for him..."

“If I’m dead, what’s the point of the land deed?
You just need to be a witness. When the time comes to rescue Di Qiu, I will go and discuss the land deed with him myself!"

After thinking about it, Twelve Young Master felt that what He Yaozong said made sense.

"Well, I wonder when Brother Yao will make his move?"

"Anyway, I've agreed to take care of this matter, so there's no need for you to interfere."

"But……"

"I know what you're going to say. I'll leave Wang Jiu to you when the time comes!"

"it is good!"

Nodding heavily, the Twelve Young Master took out a piece of paper with a phone number written on it from his trouser pocket and handed it to He Yaozong.

"We keep our word! Then let's wait for good news from Brother Yao!"

After saying that, the Twelve Young Master clasped his fists towards He Yaozong again, then dragged Chen Luojun away quickly.

After calling Feisha again at the boneyard and learning that Feisha was still trying to find out the news, He Yaozong asked Xiwei to go downstairs and drive the car.

Sitting in the back seat, He Yaozong spoke.

"Xiwei, go take a look around the walled city."

……

Kowloon Walled City is an enclave left by the mainland on Hong Kong Island.

The mainland has the right to manage it, but it cannot do so.

The foreigners really want to intervene, but they dare not!

As a result, for nearly a hundred years, Kowloon Walled City has become a den of filth and riots.

This is a safe haven for lawless criminals and a breeding ground for evil.

The only department of the white government that can enter the walled city to do work is the Environmental Protection Agency's body transport vehicle, which goes through the streets and alleys every day to collect the ownerless bodies that have been eaten by mosquitoes, rats and ants.

A group of buildings that are incompatible with modernity stands in the northeast of Kowloon Peninsula.

Crowded, cramped, dilapidated and desolate...

He Yaozong got out of the car and stood by the road, gazing at this lawless place. The heaviness of the times seemed to pass through his heart.

Since the release of the Sino-British Joint Declaration in 82, the demolition plan of Kowloon City has been put on the agenda.

In a few years, this walled city, so closely connected to Hong Kong's social communities for a century, will be completely demolished. Leaning against a roadside banyan tree, Ho Yiu-chung couldn't help but sigh at the terrifying power of hatred.

Even if Di Qiu waited for his land deeds to be confiscated by those real estate tycoons, the wealth he would gain would be an extremely exaggerated astronomical figure.

But in order to prevent Chen Zhan from having any descendants, he would rather gamble all his wealth and go all in!

Thinking of Chen Luojun, I am speechless.

He has to bear his father's blood debt himself, and until now he is still obsessed with rescuing Di Qiu and paying off his father's debt.

If this kind of thing happened to me, I'm afraid I...

He Yaozong shook his head. He didn't know what choice he would make if he were in Chen Luojun's place.

He took out his mobile phone and signaled Xiwei, who was guarding the car, to start the car.

I dialed a number and someone answered the phone soon.

"Ao, come to me right away and take some money to buy some good stuff.

Don't be so excited. I asked you to buy a gun to help me do something.

Come here first, I will explain it to you slowly..."

On Haitan Street, Long Gen walked out of a prostitute's residence.

He was in a good mood having just calmed down. He took out a fifty-dollar bill from his pocket and threw it to the henchman following him outside.

"Laoding, I just received a call from you."

The henchman happily put away the money and handed over Long Gen's cell phone.

Long Gen put his hands in his pockets and asked, "Who's calling?"

"It's Longtou who called. He said he's waiting for you at your house. He has something important to discuss with you."

When Long Gen heard that the call was from Chuiji, his face immediately darkened.

Nothing good has happened since Chuiji came to see him during this period!
"Did Chuiji say anything on the phone?"

"No, he said he would talk to you in person after you return."

"pick!"

Long Gen cursed angrily, then rushed downstairs with his men.

When he returned home, he found that Chuiji had asked someone to prepare tea. When he saw Longgen come in, he immediately stood up happily.

"Long Gen, you're still so sharp even at your age. I almost fell asleep waiting for you!"

"If you have something to say, I don't really want to see you lately."

Without trying to save face, Long Gen sat down at the tea table, picked up the cup of tea and rinsed his mouth.

Chuiji then sat down and spoke.

"Well, at the beginning of this year, the society teamed up with the Number Gang to open a few flower stalls in Lai Chi Kok.

Do you still remember when I handed these places over to your gang to run? "

Long Gen put down the teacup and spoke leisurely.

"Of course I have an impression. I have to say that the people in the Number Gang are quite capable. They handled the job very well.

Every month, I can pay at least two hundred thousand to the gang, which is one of the few jobs you can do."

Chuiji couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You are also an old senior who has been a leader. You should know that being a leader like me is not that easy!
There are many things I can’t decide, and you don’t know that I’m looking forward to handing over the baton every day, so that I can have some free time.”

"I don't want to listen to you. Just tell me why you came to see me!"

"Ugh--"

Chuiji sighed and then said.

"Someone from Number Gang called me today and said the flower stall in Lai Chi Kok was going to be transferred to someone else."

"Explanation?!"

"Big D, I don't know what Big D said to the Number Gang.

Now that the lease renewal contract for the venue has been finalized, he said he'll cooperate with the Number Gang on your behalf. If you don't agree, he'll renovate the venue from scratch, and then no one will have any business!"

"Push to the street!"

Long Gen couldn't help but get furious.

Hong Kong Island has always had very strict prohibitions on opening casinos.

As a kind of small gambling den, Zihua den requires the dealer to have a strong foundation to run it.

Ever since Long Gen retired, the business of his calligraphy and painting stall has been declining.

The successor he had designated, Guan Zaisen, had become useless, and Jimmie was now fully focused on his legitimate business.

Long Gen had finally managed to help people make a little money with the contract number, but now this way of making money was about to be cut off by Big D. How could he not be angry?

Seeing that Long Gen was about to get angry again, Chui Ji quickly stood up to persuade him.

"It's not like there's nothing to discuss. Big D told me that the business can be handed over to you, but there are some things he wants to discuss with you in person."

"What the hell are we talking about?!"

"I don't know. Just ask him."

Faced with Chuiji's ambiguous answer, Long Gen couldn't help but laugh out of anger.

“I don’t know what Big D is thinking?
He simply knew that I liked supporting Ah Le, so he took the opportunity to stir up trouble on my turf!

Big D is really going too far. He's so coy even though he hasn't even become the boss yet. When he's actually elected in the next term, won't he ride on the shoulders of us uncles and piss us off?!"

Chuiji spread his hands and was about to say something, but was rudely interrupted by Longgen's glare.

"And you're blowing chicken! I don't know what you're thinking about all day long!
He's a fence-sitter, sometimes he supports Ale, sometimes he helps Da D to stir up trouble!

You think you won't offend anyone by doing this, but you're wrong! I'm afraid both sides will hate you!"

With just a few words, Blowing Chicken was stunned.

As Long Gen said, he was indeed wavering between the two forces of Fat Deng and Big D.

But he really didn't think that by doing this... would he really offend both sides?
For a moment, Chuiji became more and more frightened, but he was powerless to do anything.

"Long Gen, anyway, I brought it to you.

If I had known it was so difficult to be in charge, I would have just lived in Wan Chai and retired peacefully!
It's up to you whether you want to talk to Big D or not."

After saying that, Chuiji left with a droopy face and without looking back.

"Crazy!"

Despite all the talk and scolding, Long Gen still returned to his bedroom and found a phone book.

I called Big D according to the number recorded in the phone book.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Big D, I don't think I've ever offended you. Why are you causing trouble in Lai Chi Kok and cutting off my source of income?"

Hearing Long Gen's question, Big D's arrogant voice came out from inside.

"Long Gen, there's actually nothing else to do.

I'm a little jealous seeing Ale getting rich with you.

He is helping you scout the market in Temple Street, and I also want to work with you.

Why not let me take care of the flower stall in Lai Chi Kok?"

"Do you have any other tricks?!"

"Why are you so angry? How about this, promise me two things.

Not only will I let that group of people continue to cooperate with you, I'll also let you come to the Zihua stall in Tsuen Wan to buy some shares. I guarantee you'll make a lot of money!"

"what do you want to do?"

"It's simple. First, tell Ah Le to get his men out of Temple Street!"

"I can't do this. Deng Wei agreed. Go tell him if you're brave enough!"

"Well, if this one doesn't work out, the next one will always work out!"

Big D's voice suddenly increased, "He Yaozong, the one who's the most hated by your gang, must come to my house before 4pm, kneel down politely, offer tea, and admit his mistakes!

If you don't agree to this, forget about the business!

I've made some money recently and have plenty of money to go out and play with you.

Today, it's just that the flower stall can't be run, but soon those horse stalls, chicken stalls, and frozen meat stalls under your hall will be in a mess. In short, I will make sure that you don't have any business at all!"

After Big D finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

……

At Hetai Teahouse, He Yaozong sat in his office, waiting for Qiu Gangao and others to arrive.

Ring ring ring——

The phone rang, I pressed the answer button, it was Long Gen calling.

"Ayao, have you offended Big D recently because of something?"

As soon as the call was connected, Long Gen's inquiry came through.

He Yaozong held the phone tightly: "Uncle, what happened?"

After Long Gen told He Yaozong the whole story, he couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle, just for a few small words, Big D is so confident that he wants me to kneel down and admit my mistake in front of him?"

"I'm not asking you to admit your mistake, but Big D is not someone you can easily mess with.

I'm worried that you might have offended him in some way, and he might come to trouble you in the future!"

Long Gen still spoke nicely, but He Yaozong knew what he really wanted to hear.

"Don't bother me with this little thing, uncle. I just happened to get a business order recently.

If this is done, we can immediately plant a flag in Kowloon Walled City.

If you like, uncle, let alone a few small gambling stalls, we can rent out the entire building in Kowloon Walled City and turn it into a casino. No police will check the cards!"

Long Gen couldn't help but be shocked.

"Ayao, are you serious about what you said?
Raising the flag in Kowloon Walled City is not like outside. There are no rules in there. You raise the flag today, and someone takes it down tomorrow. Can you handle it?

"It's hard to say, but I think if I had the title deed to Kowloon Walled City, no one would dare to pull down my flag."

(End of this chapter)