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

Chapter 74 Ahua: For some people, it is better for them to die with Dami and the Emperor!
Guan Zaisen had been beaten so hard that blood was oozing from his mouth and nose. Fortunately, his plea for mercy worked, and Da Mi stopped and gasped for breath.

"Tell me, how do you ask him for money?"

Guan Zaisen moved his body, stuck to the wall in fear, and looked at Da Mi in shock.

"You...you don't understand He Yaozong. He can't stand being threatened.

The more you push him, the more counterproductive it will be..."

"So you mean our goods were lost for nothing?"

"No! That's not what I meant!"

Guan Zaisan is now regretting his decision to the extreme. If he had known that Ho Yiu-chung would react so strongly when he took Tung Sing to Sham Shui Po to meet fans, he should have just accepted the mistake and lived a peaceful retirement.

But now is not the time for regrets.

Guan Zaisen gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Although Ho Yiu Chung has many confidants around him, most of them are thugs who look after the scenes for him.

As far as I know, the people who take care of his accounts are a northern girl from the mainland and a street hustler from the Rainbow Housing Estate named Blind Fai.

He Yaozong trusted these two people very much. Every week, he would ask these two people to count the money collected from various stalls, pick out the clean accounts, and deposit them into the bank every week.

If you want money, why not go directly to these two people? He Yaozong won't be able to squeeze a penny out of you!"

The fact that Guan Zaishan can say these words proves that it is no accident that he can become the boss of Sham Shui Po.

Just drugs and gambling, just one of these two things is enough to completely ruin a person.

Guan Zaisen has done both, which is completely worthy of his current situation.

The emperor standing by couldn't help but sneer, lowered his body and grabbed Guan Zaisen's hair.

"Damn it! If we had the guts to go to Sham Shui Po and catch the two people who do Ho Yiu Chung's accounting, would we even need to bring a loser like you back to question him?"

Faced with the emperor's words, although Da Mi was dissatisfied in his heart, he just snorted coldly and did not respond much.

Guan Zaisen bared his teeth and responded.

"He Yaozong enrolled these two in night school. Every day at 2pm, they would go to Hung Lok Road in Tsim Sha Tsui for class.

He Yaozong's people would only send a car to take them to the campus gate and then pick them up at seven o'clock in the evening.

If you send someone over now, you can get them back!"

"It better be this way!"

The emperor slapped Guan Zaisen on the head, then stood up and looked at Da Mi.

"Big Mi, just trust this loser for once.

Don't just stand there, quickly arrange for someone to go to Tsim Sha Tsui to do the work. If Uncle Ben holds us accountable later, he'll send us back home!"

1:30 p.m., Portland Street.

After not seeing Guan Zaisen come back for a long time, He Yaozong immediately mobilized the men from the two stalls on Temple Street and Tangle Street to go to Portland Street to ask the emperor for the person.

It was still Ah Hua who blew the whistle, and more than a hundred thugs marched into Portland Street and surrounded the Emperor's place on Portland Street - the Night Bar.

After clearing out the guests who were having fun in the bar, Ahua came to the bar, picked up a bottle of San Miguel beer from the counter, and started drinking it by himself.

About five minutes later, the emperor and his men arrived at the scene.

Seeing Ahua sitting at the bar, the emperor forced a smile.

"Brother Hua, the wine in my place tastes good, right?"

"It's okay, it smells a little better than the slop buckets on Temple Street!"

Throwing away the bottle of wine in his hand, Ah Hua clapped his hands and jumped off the bar. Surrounded by a group of thugs, he walked to the side of the emperor.

"Brother Yao sent me a message, asking what you mean by not handing over the person yet?
I've been really hot lately, do you want me to plant a flag on Portland Street?"

The emperor looked around at the thugs and felt a little scared.

But he still answered with courage.

"This is my uncle's territory! You dare to mess around? Do you want to start a war with the entire East Star?"

Ah Hua sneered and patted the emperor on the shoulder.

"How dare you bring up your Uncle Ben from Dongxing to scare me.

Then let me ask you, by kidnapping our former division leader, do you, Dongxing, intend to start a war with us, the entire Heliansheng?"

The emperor's eyelids twitched and he said angrily.

"That's Guan Zai Sen who stole our goods. If I don't bring him back, how am I supposed to pay for the loss?!"

Ah Hua still had his right hand on the emperor's shoulder. After hearing what he said, he just stared at him coldly.

The emperor's eyes widened and he looked into his eyes.

Suddenly, Ah Hua exerted force suddenly, pushed with his right hand, and almost knocked the emperor to the ground!

Immediately, Ah Hua pulled out a dog-leg knife from behind his back and put it directly on the emperor's neck before he could react.

"Who told you to come to Sham Shui Po to unload the goods? Do you understand the rules?
I'm just asking you one last time, will you release him?

If you don't let me go, I'll chop you to death first, and then I'll shut down all the lights in your Dongxing place tonight!"

Ah Hua's violent aura immediately frightened the emperor.

Just as he was wondering whether he should continue to be tough or find a way out, a hoarse voice suddenly came from outside the bar.

“Brother Hua, no one has dared to cause trouble in my place for many years!

You're also very happy, why don't you try to chop the emperor with a knife today?"

At the door of the bar, an old man with gray hair and a thin figure walked in.

It was Uncle Whitehead, the well-known veteran of the East Star, who came from the Yau Ma Tei generation.

Uncle Ben tightened his suit and tie, looked gloomy, and walked to Ahua.

He reached out and pushed the knife out of Ahua's hand, looking at him coldly.

He said, "I don't care what grudges there are between you and the emperor, and I don't care why you came to Portland Street!

In short, if you know what's good for you, take your people and get out of Portland Street!"

Ah Hua put down the dog-leg knife in his hand and smiled at Uncle Ben.

"Uncle Ben, the society has assigned me a task. If I just leave like this, it will be difficult for me to explain!"

"Did Liansheng give you the order, or did your gang give you the order?"

Uncle Ben frowned, and then his tone suddenly became more intense.

"I can speak on behalf of Dongxing, are you qualified to speak on behalf of Heliansheng?

I'll give you some face. Take your people and get out of Portland Street immediately!

If you think you can afford to instigate a fight between the two families, then I will play with you to the end!"

As soon as Uncle Ben finished speaking, a group of Dongxing people rushed in from outside the bar.

They were all holding sharpened weapons and were confronting the group of thugs that Ah Hua brought into the bar, looking like they were going to fight if they had a disagreement.

Ah Hua was not afraid of a fight, but Bai Tou Weng's words that he could not afford to provoke a fight between the two societies forced him to reconsider.

After all, Bai Tou Weng is a veteran of Dongxing. Within Dongxing, his voice is almost equal to that of the leader Luo Bingrun.

If I offend him, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for He Yaozong to work in the society.

"Okay! Then give Uncle Ben a favor.

I'll go back and talk to the boss and see what he says."

After saying that, Ah Hua waved his hand and led a group of people out of the Emperor's bar.

The emperor then breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the old man with white hair, he was about to say something when he was glared at by the old man with white hair.

"No need to say anything, you and Da Mi are both stupid, a place like Yau Tsim District is not suitable for you!

Hurry up and prepare, make room for Lei Yaoyang and Situ, and when you have reflected on your mistakes in your hometown, come out and work with me again!"

After saying that, the old man turned around and walked out of the bar.

The emperor became anxious and shouted at the old man's back.

"Hey Uncle Ben! We'll pay the money right away. Give us another chance!"

The white-crowned crane ignored it and continued walking towards the Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the street.

The anxious emperor kicked over a chair in front of him.

"Fuck! Da Mi, when the hell are you going to bring people back?

If you can't handle it, you'll have to go back to your hometown and pick up cow dung!"

With a curse, the emperor ran to the counter, took out a bottle of whiskey, poured it into a short glass, tilted his head back and drank it, trying to extinguish the fire in his heart.

Fortunately, at five minutes past two, Da Mi called the emperor.

"Emperor, I've brought the person back. Go wait for me at the fruit market!"

"Pujie, come back quickly!
Just now, He Liansheng brought some people over and asked us for people.

If it weren't for Uncle Ben stepping in, I'm afraid I would have had to hand the person over!"

"Uncle Ben's coming over? What did he say?!"

The Emperor took the phone from his ear, put the receiver to his lips, and shouted.

"Uncle Ben told us to pack up our things and go back to Yuen Long to make room for Situ Haonan and Lei Yaoyang!"

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, at the entrance of a teaching and training base on Hung Lok Road, Tsim Sha Tsui.

Da Mi hid in a van, looking out the window from time to time.

"Big Brother, here I come! AC601, this is the car!"

The driver immediately pointed at a Toyota car that was slowly driving towards them and gave a reminder.

Da Mi immediately rolled up the sleeves of his coat.

"Then what are you waiting for? Tie him up and put him in the car right away, and go back to the fruit market!"

"it is good!"

Immediately, eight thugs got out of the car, and Da Mi also grabbed two sacks and walked towards the Toyota.

"Brother Zhiqian, thank you for your help."

Xiaohui pulled Manghui out of the car and thanked the target shooter in the passenger seat.

During this period, it had always been the target boy who brought people to escort the two of them out every day, rain or shine. Unexpectedly, the target boy did not respond with his usual smile today.

"What are you bothering me with? I'm in trouble!"

"what?"

Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and saw Da Mi walking towards them with a group of people with unfriendly looks on their faces.

"What are you still standing there for? Get back to the car!"

After saying this, he pulled out a three-edged military bayonet from under the car seat. Wang Jianguo, who was sitting in the back seat, immediately spoke out to stop him.

"Pujie, target shooter, what did your elder brother teach you? Do you still have any legal awareness?
This is Tsim Sha Tsui, right in front of the school!"

The target boy smiled and said, "I had forgotten about this."

After saying that, he put the bayonet back and took the two iron rods wrapped in newspapers handed to him by Wang Jianguo.

bang-

As the car door closed, the target shooter and Wang Jianguo got out together.

Da Mi and his group were furious, but when they saw two people standing in front of the car holding iron bars as long as their arms, they all stopped and were stunned for a moment.

Soon Da Mi started laughing.

"Bang! They even arranged bodyguards. It seems Guan Zaisen was right. They are indeed two big fish!"

Then he dropped the sack in his hand and pulled out a dagger from behind.

Seeing this, the other eight thugs all drew their weapons from behind, and then, led by Big Mi, rushed towards the Toyota car.

This scene makes the target shooter want to laugh.

……

At Hetai Tea House, when He Yaozong saw the target shooter and Wang Jianguo dragging Da Mi with a blown-off head into his office, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Yao, if you have anything to say, just ask him yourself."

As he said that, the target shooter grabbed Da Mi's collar and pushed her, knocking her to the ground.

Da Mi crawled up in fear and tried hard to open his right eye which was covered with blood clots.

bang-

Wang Jianguo kicked Da Mi in the waist and ribs again. There was a cracking sound, followed by a hysterical scream from Da Mi.

Obviously, this guy's ribs were broken by Wang Jianguo's kick.

Looking at the big cat squirming on the ground, He Yaozong stepped up to it.

"Why, are you targeting me, the accountant?

What letter do you belong to?"

Da Mi was in so much pain that tears and snot rolled together. She sobbed twice and spoke incoherently.

"Yes...it was Guan Zai Sen who told me...to go and get your two accountants to pay off the debt.

Guanzai Senlei, we lost so much goods... I... I can't explain to Uncle Ben..."

"Are you from Dongxing?"

Hearing that He Yaozong didn't even recognize her, Da Mi couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"That's right...I'm Dongxing Da Mi!"

He Yaozong nodded at Da Mi and smiled.

"I had an idea and asked you to hand over the person, but you pushed the white-headed old man out.

Now you've set your sights on my accountant. It seems you suffered quite a bit of loss last night."

After saying that, He Yaozong raised his foot and stepped directly on Da Mi's broken bone.

"what--"

Da Mi was slapping the floor with her hands in pain, but she heard He Yaozong squatting down.

He asked, "Tell me, where is Brother Sen?"

"Yau Ma Tei Fruit Market, the banana shop on the second floor of Zhou Ji Fruit Shop!
Take your feet away, take your feet away!"

Da Mi was almost fainting from the pain. As He Yaozong exerted force on the soles of his feet, there was another crisp sound. Da Mi's head tilted and she fainted completely.

"Jianguo, target boy, please take good care of these two of us who are in charge of numbers from now on."

"Brother Yao, don't worry. These people from Hong Kong Island are not even qualified to hold guns. Few of them are worthy of our attention."

The target shooter waved his hand, then pulled Wang Jianguo who was still standing there stupidly.

"What are you still looking at? Brother Yao is about to get to work!"

Looking at Da Mi who had fallen to the ground, He Yaozong thought for a moment, then dialed Ahua's number.

……

Yau Ma Tei, on the street opposite Zhou Kee Fruit Shop.

Wuying was sitting on a minibus, looking at Da Mi who had just been woken up by the water, and slapped him in the face.

The slap knocked Da Mi to the ground, breaking the bones in his waist, and he started wailing again.

"It's in Room 201 upstairs, right? How many people are guarding it?"

"There's no one guarding it. I've already given you the key. Just go up and bring him down!"

"Then what are you still standing there for? Make a phone call! Tell the Emperor to come over!"

He picked up Da Mi's phone and threw it next to her. Then Wuying pulled out a machete, which made Da Mi's scalp tingle.

"I'll fight! I'll fight!"

Enduring the severe pain, Da Mi picked up the phone number, stopped crying, and dialed a number.

The call was connected shortly afterwards.

"Big Mi! What the hell are you doing?
You didn't reply to my messages for so long, I thought you were dead!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I've already caught the person, hurry...quickly come to the fruit market!"

"Caught? Did you get any results from the interrogation?"

"You can't ask anything! Just come over and you'll find out!"

Da Mi hung up the phone with a roar, then held her waist which was about to break, and couldn't help but wail again.

Wuying sneered at him and then gave a wink to the henchman beside him.

The henchman immediately understood.

"Brother Wuying, what should we do with this bastard?"

"Listen carefully, we'll kill him and take him to the place over on Portland Street.

Brother Yao has said that he will take us to plant a flag on Portland Street tonight!

"Fly! Get out of here! How dare you kill me on my uncle's land?!"

When he heard that Wuying was going to kill him, Da Mi panicked. He wanted to get up and run away, but the severe pain in his waist was like an invisible hemp rope that tied him to the floor of the minibus and he couldn't move at all.

"White-headed old man! It's so scary!"

Wuying picked up a fire extinguisher from the minibus and smashed it directly on Da Mi's head.

There was only a muffled thud, and Da Mi rolled her eyes and fainted again.

Not far from the minibus, Ah Hua was squatting under a banyan tree smoking.

After looking back and forth at the fruit market and thinking it over, he picked up the phone and called Wuying.

"Fly, are you done?"

"Done! The emperor will be here soon.

When he comes, I'll lead my men upstairs to kill him, collect the two bodies, and take them to Portland Street as a gift to the White-headed Man!"

"There's something I need to explain to you."

Ah Hua crushed the cigarette butt in his hand and lowered his voice.

"Some people, who usually enjoy doing things that bring misfortune to their families and the neighborhood, would be better off dying with Damien and the Emperor.

Brother Yao wants to lead his gang to conquer Bai Tou Weng's territory. No matter what, he needs a legitimate reason!"

Wuying was stunned in the minibus for a moment, then he understood!
"Brother Hua, I understand what you mean!"

"It's good that you understand. It was because I didn't understand that I sat on the bench in Jingyi Society for so many years!"

After saying that, Ahua hung up the phone, then pinched the cigarette butt in his hand, took a deep puff, and flicked the cigarette butt away.

In less than ten minutes, the emperor arrived at the fruit market driving a Crown car.

After getting off the car, he didn't stop for a moment, and prepared to walk up the stairs next to Zhouji Fruit Shop with his two men.

Seeing that everyone who should have arrived was there, Wuying immediately stood up, waved his hand, and all the fighters squeezed in the minibus stood up, drew out the weapons they had prepared long ago, and ran straight to the emperor.

At this time, the emperor had just walked halfway up the stairs with his men when he suddenly heard a rustling sound of footsteps behind him.

Before I could turn around to see what was going on, I felt my heart tighten and my throat feel sweet.

When he looked down again, he saw a sharp knife had pierced his chest.

Youyou turned her head and saw Wuying's domineering face appear in front of her.

Wuying stretched out his hand to push away the emperor who was blocking his way, and then said to the two men who followed him upstairs.

"You two don't need to go up there. Let me show off in front of these big guys!"

"Oh!"

After sending a group of men to wait at the stairs, Wuying put his hands in his pockets and walked quickly towards Room 201.

I took out the key given by Da Mi and the door opened.

The air conditioner in the room was turned up very high. Guan Zaisen was tied up tightly and was curled up in a pile of cold bananas, constantly breathing hot air onto his chest.

"Fly... Take me out quickly, take me out quickly, I'm almost freezing to death..."

A hint of cruelty appeared at the corner of Wuying's mouth, and he slowly closed the door behind him.

Then he walked up to Guan Zaisen, his right hand slowly reaching for the sharp knife behind him.

"Don't worry, Brother Sen, I'll free you right now!"

Sorry, coding 15,000 a day really made me dizzy. I'll try to polish my ideas in the future and not make such a mistake again...

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