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

Chapter 61: People's joys and sorrows are not mutually exclusive. I only care about my title deed.
Di Qiu had lost all hope at this point.

As early as twenty years ago, when his wife and children were hacked to death in front of him, he had been living in the shadow of hatred.

"Chen Zhan killed my entire family, leaving me with no one to support me in my old age. I also want him to have no descendants!"

This is the sentence Di Qiu has said most often in recent years.

But at this moment, even his dignity as a city boss was completely stripped away.

"Wang Jiu, cough cough... just kill... just kill me.

I will never give you the title deed to Kowloon City, even if I die!"

"Hahahaha-"

Wang Jiu burst into another crazy laugh.

Then he jumped up and landed on the dog cage that held Di Qiu.

The dog cage was directly stepped on and deformed, and the iron bars pressed against Di Qiu's spine, causing Di Qiu to scream in pain again.

"Di Qiu, you are so stubborn!
Okay, I won’t torture you tonight. I’ll have someone bring the ashes of your wife and children over later.

When the time comes, I'll sprinkle it all over this building bit by bit right in front of you. That's called... That's right, crushing bones and scattering ashes!"

Di Qiu was furious.

"Wang Jiu, you will die a miserable death!!"

"Yes, yes, yes, he will die miserably! Hahahaha..."

Wang Jiu jumped down from the cage and walked downstairs with his men, leaving behind only a string of extremely shrill laughter.

At this time, a van carrying goods was parked in front of a dog meat restaurant in the eastern part of the walled city.

Qiu Gangao and his group squeezed into the cramped space of a van and began to make operational plans.

He first looked at Zhu Jianming, picked up an SVD sniper rifle and threw it to him.

“Bakuju, you’ve been trained at Scotland Yard, so the sniping mission is now yours.

Please understand that Menggui rarely imports this type of gun. You can just make do with this old-fashioned product.

You will go to the upstairs of the ancestral hall and take your position, and focus on beating Wang Jiu.

Remember, Mr. He said to kill him alive. Try to avoid hitting his vital points. If you miss, we will take care of the rest."

Baozhu took the old gun, pulled the bolt to check it out, and then nodded.

"It's OK, not really a luxury product."

Qiu Gangao then picked up a Remington M700 shotgun and threw it to Fang Chenghua who had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Hua, you're the worst shooter. When Wang Jiu's men come over, the task of suppressing their firepower will be handed over to you.

Remember, your mission is to wait until we capture the injured Wang Jiu, and then shoot to cover us getting into the car! "

Fang Chenghua took the shotgun and couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"My shooting skills are terrible, but it depends on who I'm competing with. But it doesn't matter. I can take down a whole group of people with one shot."

Qiu Gangao didn't respond to him, and then kicked an AK-47 rifle on the ground to Mo Yiqun's feet who had been looking at him.

"Aquan, you and I will be responsible for capturing Wang Jiu. Bring a few more magazines with you.

I'll repeat myself, Mr. He asked for the victim to be taken alive."

"I understand, Brother Ao!"

Mo Yiquan picked up the 70% new AK rifle and directly put on a full magazine.

Pulling the bolt of the gun, Mo Yiquan couldn't help but praise.

"I've only heard that this gun is tough and durable, but I don't know how it performs. It feels quite heavy in the hand!"

Qiu Gangao didn't say much, he just picked up a walkie-talkie, made sure the walkie-talkie had been tuned to the set channel, and started paging.

"Master, I told you to keep an eye on the upstairs, why haven't you responded for so long?

What are you doing?!"

Shila-

The young master's voice came from the pager.

"Brother Ao, Wang Jiu's men have already gone to the ancestral hall to chase people away. I just saw him leading people there and was just about to call you."

"Okay, then get ready to go downstairs and do some work!"

Qiu Gangao turned off the intercom and then pulled out a wooden box from under the seat.

The box was opened, and inside was a box full of pineapples.

“Take as much as you can. This is Kowloon Walled City, don’t worry.

"After we get this done, Mr. He agreed to let us send Zhang Chongbang off!"

The other three people in the car immediately raised their heads and looked at Qiu Gangao in unison.

Qiu Gangao nodded to the three of them, then gestured to Baozhu who was driving the car.

"Drive and get ready to do things!"

……

In this world, there is no kind of Kung Fu that can withstand bullets!
When Qiu Gangao and others drove Wang Jiu to Kwai Chung Pier, it was already 10:30 in the evening.

The moment Qiu Gangao and others carried Wang Jiu out of the car, He Yaozong had to praise this guy for his strong vitality.

At this time, Wang Jiu was covered in blood. He was shot twice in the left calf and three times in each of his arms.

Looking at his waist and abdomen, there was a huge bloody hole clearly visible. It was obviously hit by a shotgun, and blood was still trickling out.

He Yaozong couldn't help but frown. Qiu Gangao and the others brought Wang Jiu back. Although this guy was still breathing, he was almost as good as dead.

At this moment, Wang Jiu's pupils have begun to dilate and his breath is weak.

He was afraid that if a gust of wind blew over, he would faint at any time.

Looking like this, how could I ask him where he hid Di Qiu?
However, after Qiu Gangao told Baozhu and others to throw Wang Jiu to the ground, he nodded to Mo Yiqun who was following in front of the car.

Mo Yiquan understood, then took the young master back to the car and carried out a dog cage.

The person locked in the dog cage was Di Qiu, who had been tortured beyond recognition!
"Mr. He, Wang Jiu is more difficult to deal with than we thought.

In order to complete the task you assigned us, we captured one of Wang Jiu's followers and forced him to lead us to find Di Qiu."

This was done so beautifully!

Even He Yaozong couldn't help but ask.

"Wang Jiu has so many assassins in Kowloon Walled City, how come you still have time to rescue Di Qiu?"

Qiu Gangao said nothing, but just unbuttoned his coat, and He Yaozong immediately understood.

There were actually rows of pre-prepared remote-controlled explosives tied to his body!

At this time, Twelve Young Master and others who had been waiting in the warehouse for a long time also rushed over.

When he saw Wang Jiu lying on the ground, almost dying, Twelve Young Master suddenly felt a surge of nameless anger in his heart.

He pulled out a dog-leg knife from behind and strode towards Wang Jiu.

"Twelve Young Master!"

He Yaozong waved his hand to stop the Twelve Young Master, who was furious, and then pointed at Di Qiu who was still locked in the dog cage.

"If you want to help them resolve the feud between two generations, this man should be left to Di Qiu to kill."

The Twelve Young Master suddenly realized, and then subconsciously looked at Chen Luojun behind him.

Chen Luojun turned his gaze to He Yaozong, appearing somewhat at a loss.

He Yaozong snatched the knife from the Twelve Young Master's hand and walked to the dog cage.

He squatted down and focused his eyes on Di Qiu.

It just happened to collide with Di Qiu's dull eyes.

"Brother Qiu, before I let you out, I have to tell you something.

Chen Luojun asked his brothers to let me rescue you, but they agreed to a condition on your behalf beforehand.

I want to take half of the property deeds and land titles that you promised to give to the big bosses."

Di Qiu nodded: "I promise you..."

Seeing Di Qiu agree so readily, He Yaozong couldn't help but grin.

But he still didn't let anyone come and pry open the dog cage.

“There’s one more thing I didn’t want to get involved with.

But I really like Chen Luojun and want to keep him around to help me with things.

I know you and his father have a blood feud, but Chen Luojun saved your life today. No matter how you look at it, my father's affairs can never be blamed on your son.

Give me an explanation, would you be willing to do me a favor?"

Di Qiu moved his body with difficulty in the cage, and his miserable eyes fell on Chen Luojun.

Chen Luojun didn't dare to look him in the eye. He turned his head away awkwardly and looked at the dark bay in the distance.

"If I don't agree to your request, are you not going to let me out?"

"That's not the case, I have always been a man of few words.

If you're not willing to do me a favor, then Chen Luojun will start working with me and you can just continue to cause trouble for him."

"Well--"

Di Qiu closed his eyes in pain and let out a long sigh.

After a long while, he slowly spoke.

"From today on, the grudge between Chen Zhan and I will be written off!"

Tears trickled down Di Qiu's eyes. At this moment, he didn't know whether he felt relieved or helpless...

He Yaozong stood up suddenly and waved to Chen Luojun.

"Silly boy, what are you standing there for? Why don't you come over and pay your father's debt?"

"Oh!"

Chen Luojun was in a panic. He strode to the cage and, without any tools, he used his bare hands to pry apart the two welded iron bars.

The twelfth young master also hurried forward and helped Di Qiu out of the cage.

"Brother Qiu, Brother Tiger asked me to tell you something after I see you!

Tornado is dead, we've been brothers for so many years, some have left, some have dispersed, what's there to be worried about?

Di Qiuru was struck by lightning and his body went limp. Fortunately, Twelve Young Master was quick to support his shaky body.

In his early years, he and Tornado were brothers who had shared life and death together, and later it was Tornado who helped him avenge his blood feud.

Now his best brother was killed in the city because he let the wolf into the house.

Suddenly, Di Qiu wondered if what he had been thinking about doing for so many years was really wrong...

He Yaozongzhong doesn't like to talk too much, and he doesn't care about other people's love, hate, and passion stories at all.

He only cared about the land deeds he owned in Kowloon Walled City.

So, holding a bucket of kerosene, He Yaozong unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the kerosene evenly on Wang Jiu's body.

Then he took out his lighter and handed it to Di Qiu.

"Brother Qiu, go to the hospital to recuperate first. I'll have someone deliver the contract later. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Di Qiu took the lighter handed to him by He Yaozong with trembling hands and nodded at him.

Then, with the support of Twelve Young Master, he limped to Wang Jiu, lit the lighter, and threw it at Wang Jiu without thinking.

boom--

The flames shot up, and there was nothing in this world that the flames could not purify.

If so, the fire is not big enough!

……

Not long after, Twelve Young Master drove away with Di Qiu in his car.

After the matter was settled, He Yaozong walked up to Chen Luojun.

Chen Luojun twisted his neck uncomfortably, then spoke.

"Thank you for doing me this favor. If I have the chance, I will repay you with my life.

but……"

"But what?"

"I won't join the underworld!"

He Yaozong couldn't help but laugh. He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a long puff, and then asked.

"Do you think I look like a gangster?"

Chen Luojun nodded dully: "Very similar!"

"leave!"

He Yaozong held the cigarette, and his smile grew wider.

"Your father is a gangster, the Tornado you admire the most is a gangster, and even your brothers who have risked their lives for you are all gangsters!
People have to work to eat. I asked you to work for me, not to oppress the good. What are you worried about?"

"I……"

"Don't say anything more. Just follow me from now on and take my care. That's not putting you in a difficult position, is it?"

"This is no problem!"

"Since there's no problem, let's ask Brother Shengyao to come and listen first."

"Brother Yao!"

"That's right, I've been up all night, come with me for a midnight snack!"

……

Time passed quickly and it was already early morning.

After having supper in Temple Street, everyone else went their separate ways, but He Yaozong kept Qiu Gangao behind.

After arriving at the office upstairs and closing the door, He Yaozong first asked Qiu Gangao to sit down, then walked to the cabinet, took out the key, and took out something wrapped in black cloth from it.

"Take it."

Qiu Gangao looked at what He Yaozong handed over and subconsciously reached out to take it. It felt a little heavy.

He looked at He Yaozong in confusion.

"Open it and take a look first."

After opening the cloth bag, Qiu Gangao found that inside was a heavy gold bar.

"Mr. He, this is..."

He Yaozong pulled a chair and sat opposite Qiu Gangao and began to explain.

“Last month, a gold shop robbery occurred in Wan Chai, and Zhang Chongbang has been following the case.

This gold bar was made by me in imitation of the one made by that gold shop. You can see the signature on the back.

Qiu Gangao turned the gold bar over and found that the signatures of Jingfu and others were engraved on the bottom of the gold bar.

He understood immediately.

"You mean to ask me to find someone to sell this gold bar on the black market so as to attract Zhang Chongbang's attention?"

"That's right, you used to be a policeman and worked with Zhang Chongbang for so many years, so you should know the tricks of setting snakes.

He wants to catch that gang of big guys, right? Then let him do it. Let's see if he can catch them!"

Qiu Gangao clenched the gold bar tightly. He roughly understood what He Yaozong meant.

In the past six months, he has been looking forward to letting Zhang Chongbang pay the price day and night.

He Yaozong wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife and use a group of scapegoats to clear his suspicion.

Not long after, Qiu Gangao stood up and looked at He Yaozong with lightning-like eyes.

"Mr. He, I have an idea!"

"Tell me about it first."

……

Noon the next day.

Di Qiu kept his word and signed the land transfer contract for Longcheng last night.

He Yaozong has already arranged for people to go there and compare the newly obtained house deeds to take over the places in the walled city one by one.

At this time, Qiu Gangao and others also drove to the city.

The area near the former site of Kai Tak Airport is a dense area of ​​low-rent housing.

crunch--

The Toyota stopped and Qiu Gangao got out of the car with only Baozhu and Mo Yiqian.

With a clear goal, they headed straight for the second floor of a tenement building.

At this moment, in Room 208 on the second floor of this tenement building, three shirtless men were lying on a mat spread on the cement floor, staring blankly at the ceiling covered with mold spots.

In the cramped room, the only sound was the rusty ceiling fan, which made a creaking sound from time to time.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was a bit depressing, a bearded man slapped the floor and sat up suddenly.

"Damn it! You should have told me earlier to come to Hong Kong Island and do something!
It’s all Zhihua’s fault, that bastard, for insisting on dragging us into Guangzhou to do something.

As a result, someone was beaten to death, and we are now hiding like dogs, and now we can hardly afford to eat!"

A man with a crew cut sat up and agreed.

"Yeah, if it weren't for that bastard Zhihua's instigation, we would have made a fortune in Hong Kong Island and would not have ended up in this situation."

However, a square-faced man remained calm, lying on the floor with his hands supporting his head.

Faced with his companions' complaints, he just smiled indifferently.

"Don't blame Zhihua, he was shot on the spot by the police.

We are lucky to be able to come here, unlike Zhihua, who is now completely rotten and has no right to complain. "

The bearded man was indignant: "Brother Sheng, what do you think we should do now?

I barely have enough money to buy a lunch, and if I make it to tomorrow, I'll be kicked out by the landlord and have to sleep on the street."

"Sleep on the street if you will. If God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry."

The man called Brother Sheng was quite carefree. He closed his eyes and began to comfort her again.

"Just wait, our fellow villagers in Yuen Long are already looking for work for us.

Hong Kong Island is a place full of gold. As long as you have patience, you will eventually get rich! "

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

Just as the three of them were chatting, someone knocked on the tattered wooden door.

The three of them jumped up immediately and looked outside the house vigilantly.

"Who?"

"Chicken drumsticks with rice, and papaya stewed with snow clam."

Hearing the sound outside the door, the guarded expressions on the three people's faces immediately relaxed, replaced by a hint of ecstasy.

This was the secret code agreed upon between the human traffickers who sent them across the sea in Yuen Long and them. As long as they found the financial sponsor who wanted them to do something, they would use this secret code to contact them in Kowloon Walled City.

When I opened the door, Qiu Gangao was standing in front of it.

He glanced into the house a few times and couldn't help but wave his hand in front of his nose.

The smell in the room was really bad, a mixture of sweat and foot odor, and a musty smell, which made it difficult for Qiu Gangao to step into the room.

The square-faced man in the lead immediately understood, turned around and slapped the bearded man behind him on the head.

"Go open the window! It's so hot and there's no air. Do you want to suffocate me?"

Then he straightened his face, tried to make himself appear more imposing, stepped aside, and made a gesture of invitation to Qiu Gangao and Mo Yiqian.

Qiu Gangao didn't say much. After entering the house, he found a place to stand.

"The quail boy from Yuen Long told me that there's a group of tough guys looking for trouble. Are you the three brothers Zhang Long, Zhang Hu, and Zhang Bao?"

"That's right! I'm Zhang Long, and those two are my younger brothers, Zhang Hu and Zhang Bao."

"That's not your real name, is it?"

"The name is just a code name. The key is whether you are brave enough and evil enough.

As long as you give us enough money, we can do anything!"

Facing Qiu Gangao's question, the man who called himself Zhang Long raised his head and said to Qiu Gangao with a solemn oath.

(End of this chapter)