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

Chapter 77 Fat Deng: In that case, let’s hand over the baton and elect a new leader tonight!

When Big D heard this, he immediately became excited.

"What's wrong, Wan Chai leader? Are the people from Dongxing coming to kill you?"

Chuiji took a deep breath and looked up at Da D.

"You know this and still ask? My territory in Wan Chai is sandwiched between the territories of two of Bai Tou Weng's henchmen.

It seems that Long Gen and the others have really pissed off Dong Xing, and now I'm the one suffering!"

"leave!"

Big D pulled Chuiji up and helped him sit on the sofa beside him, but he didn't forget to tease him.

"Last time, I wanted to run for election because those old guys said I wasn't qualified and that they wanted to leave a seat in the Senate for you, the Wan Chai leader.

I was wondering at the time how you could hold on to that dragon head stick while living in those two moldy strip clubs in Wan Chai!
"Mr. Yan, it's just as I expected. Are you qualified to be the leader of Heliansheng?"

Big D's loud laughter reached Blowing Chicken's ears, making him feel very uncomfortable.

But the situation is stronger than the person, and now is not the time for him to be stubborn.

Now Dongxing has set its sights on him, and the entire Heliansheng will inevitably fight against Dongxing.

If he doesn't hand over the stick, is he just going to sit there and do his job in Big D's hall?

Seeing that Chuiji's face looked a little unhappy, Big D stopped laughing.

“If you don’t have the guts to sit in this position, then go talk to Uncle Deng!

"Give me the stick and the account book, and I'll be the boss for you, leading the community to fight Dongxing!"

Blowing Chicken just shook his head.

"Big D, stop making sarcastic remarks.

During the more than one year that I have been in charge, it is true that you have supported me, but you have also taken a lot of benefits from me.

I will say hello to Deng Wei later and ask him to take the lead in selecting a new person in charge.

At most, I'll mention it to him and support you being the one in charge, but I don't have the final say on the specific selection process."

"You have some conscience, so go and talk to Uncle Deng without delay.

If you delay any longer, those crappy bars of yours will be destroyed by Dongxing!"

Ring ring ring——

No matter how noisy it is outside, Fei Deng's tenement building is still peaceful and quiet.

Fat Deng had just come back from walking his dog outside, and before he could even sit down to have a cup of tea, a thug handed him his cell phone.

After handing the dog leash to his henchman, Fat Deng pressed the answer button.

The sound of blowing a chicken came from the receiver.

"Brother Wei, I have something to tell you!"

"Say!"

"I really can't continue to be the boss. At noon, people from Dongxing went out to kill me. I almost died!
Someone from the place just called me and said that the place in Wan Chai has been set on fire by Dongxing.

I'm all alone in Wan Chai and I just can't take it anymore!"

Fat Deng pursed his lips and uttered the word "lost" after a long while!

"Blow the chicken, I regret it now.

Why would I have had mercy on you and choose you to lead He Liansheng? You've completely disgraced me!"

"Brother Wei, you can't say that. I never wanted to fight for the position of leader in the first place!
Over the past year or so, I've been caught between you and endured so much anger. I beg you to have mercy on me and take back the dragon-headed stick!"

"You think it's appropriate to talk to me about this over the phone? Where are you? Come over here right now. I want to see if you're scared out of your wits!"

Fat Deng's voice suddenly intensified, scaring Blowing Chicken so much that he didn't dare to answer for a long time.

After a moment, he answered timidly.

"I'm with Big D now. Those people from Dongxing are really crazy!"

"Then can you come over?"

"Come here, I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, Fat Deng signaled his henchman to tie up the dog, and then sent the henchman away.

Sitting down slowly on the sofa, Fat Deng dialed another number.

"Hey, Ah Le, have you finished offering incense to Guan Zai Sen?

Listen to me first, Chuiji just called me and told me that the people from Dongxing want to kill him!

He has already lost his temper and wants to hand over the stick so that I can choose a new person to be in charge.

Go talk to Long Gen right now, and have Jordan take the lead and be the first to come forward to support Sham Shui Po!"

Lin Huaile hung up the phone in front of the mourning hall. A brief smile first appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then it was replaced by a solemn look.

He put away the phone, glanced at He Yaozong and Long Gen who were sitting at the back of the mourning hall, and strode towards them.

"Uncle, Yao, the battle with Dongxing last night was so brutal, I'm sure Dongxing won't let it go.

Uncle Deng asked me to ask, Ayao, what were you thinking at that time?

Long Gen waved his hand, signaling him to talk to He Yaozong.

He Yaozong took over the conversation.

"Master Le, if it was Dumbledore who asked you this question, I would answer you the same way.

The people from Dongxing first scattered goods in my territory, causing my territory to be raided by the police. I didn't punish them, but only confiscated their goods, which was already enough to give them face.

Later, they took their anger out on Brother Sen and hacked him to death for no reason. It's not too much for me to take the corpse of Bai Tou Weng!"

Lin Huaile smiled and said, "Ayao, don't blame me for being blunt. There's no need to kill Dongxing's uncles."

"Why not? I've always believed that if someone respects me an inch, I'll respect them a yard!
If someone destroys me a little, I will take away three buckets from him!
If they hit me with one punch, I'll hit them with a hundred punches!"

Seeing that the topic had almost been expanded, Lin Huaile nodded immediately.

"Okay, Ayao, I know you don't want to bring trouble to the society, but I admire your loyalty, so I still want to say something to you.

No matter how Dongxing fights, I will follow you on this matter!"

Faced with Lin Huaile's forced "help", He Yaozong understood that this guy was playing a trick of making a small profit with a big investment to build momentum for himself within the society.

But he didn't refuse, just said thank you indifferently.

Just at this moment, the phone hanging on He Yaozong's waist rang.

With an excuse, He Yaozong hung up the phone and walked out of the mourning hall.

"Mr. He, the file of Luotuo's eldest son has been checked.

The information is a bit complicated, so why don’t I bring it to you and let you read it yourself?”

The call was from Qiu Gangao.

Holding the phone tightly, He Yaozong preached into the microphone.

"Okay, come to the teahouse later. I have some other things that I need your help with."

Yuen Long, a country villa.

Luotuo had just returned from paying homage at the Lin Gong Temple, and his expression looked somewhat uncertain.

When I came to the living room, I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and with side-parted hair sitting on the sofa.

Seeing this man, Luotuo was slightly stunned.

Then he angrily said: "Who asked you to come back!"

"Dad, this is my home!
Can't I even go back to my own home?"

Luotuo quickly signaled his men to close the door, then looked at his eldest son helplessly.

"You are a village councillor in Yuen Long. If you persevere for a few more years, you will be eligible to be on the list of alternate members of the Legislative Council!

If people knew you had a dad who sold powder, you would have no chance of pursuing your career!

"But in Yuen Long, who in the surrounding area doesn't know that I'm your son?"

"How can that be the same? Blood-wise, you are my son, but legally, you are the descendant of an ordinary fisherman's family by the water!

Since you were born, I have registered your household registration in Shuibianwei, just to let you live a clean life and not be dragged down by your father! "

The man sitting in front of Luotuo is Luo Jiasheng, Luotuo’s eldest son.

Luo Jiasheng couldn't help but sigh, then looked at Luotuo and asked.

"Uncle Ben is dead?"

"It's none of your business. It's not your place to ask!"

"Let's talk business. The Legislative Council will take the lead and initiate a fundraising campaign with the Police Force for welfare protection funds.

Last year, we in Yuen Long only donated a small amount of 500,000 yuan, which resulted in the closure of several Yuen Long public security service stations this year."

Luo Tuo sat next to Luo Jiasheng and said coldly.

"This is a good thing. Why are so many police officers coming to Yuen Long? To keep an eye on your father?!"

"Good news? Legislative Council members are elected every four years!
If I miss next year, I’ll have to wait another four years!”

The camel was silent, and finally sighed helplessly.

"We at Dongxing have been targeted by the police for decades, and I never thought that my son Luo Bingrun would have to raise funds for them.

Jiasheng, the price is not the problem. You must remember that your father has been selling noodles for half his life, but it is no longer possible for your generation to do so.

Back then, your grandfather was just a coolie at the dock. Three generations of your family have accumulated wealth and experienced all the ups and downs of life.

No matter what, you must shoulder the hope of revitalizing the family, otherwise, in ten years, there will be no chance anymore!"

Luo Jiasheng couldn't help but sneer: "No need to be so exaggerated, this time I only want a small amount of two million."

Just as the two were talking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The crow rushed in rashly and started shouting without waiting for the camel to speak.

"Something's wrong, boss! Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan, those two losers, actually arranged for someone to kill the leader of He Liansheng!

There's a huge uproar outside right now, with rumors circulating that we, Dongxing, are going to fight Heliansheng to the death!"

Luotuo couldn't help but get angry, and patted his son on the shoulder, motioning him to go out.

Then he stood up and slapped Crow in the face. "After three years in the Netherlands, have you forgotten all the etiquette? Don't you know how to say hello before entering the house?!"

The crow was stunned by the slap, but he covered his face and forced a smile towards the camel.

"Yes, the boss taught me a lesson!"

"What did you just say? Lei Yaoyang and Situ and the others arranged for people to chop off He Liansheng's chicken?"

"That's right!"

"Is Blowing Chicken dead?"

"No, he got away."

Only when he heard that Chuiji was not dead did a look of relief appear on Luotuo's face.

He sighed, looked at the crow's face which was red from being slapped by him, and spoke.

"I'm not trying to teach you a lesson, I know you just came back from the Netherlands and you're determined to show me some achievements.

Now that Uncle Ben is dead, you're the happiest one, right?"

"Boss, I never said that."

The camel gave the crow a cold look and then pulled him to sit.

"There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to hide anything from me.

Originally, I was planning to hand over my uncle Ben's territory in Yau Ma Tei to you.

But these two henchmen of Uncle Ben are quite cunning. They even came up with this plan. They are forcing me to involve Dongxing in this plan so that they can legitimately take over the Yau Ma Tei territories under the pretext of revenge for Uncle Ben."

"Boss! Why can't I avenge Uncle Ben?"

"Otherwise, how can you say you don't know the rules! When the boss dies and the younger brothers don't say anything, when will it be your turn to avenge your uncle?"

After being scolded by the camel, the crow couldn't help but bare its teeth and scratched the back of its head.

"Damn it! If only the He Liansheng guys were more aggressive, they could have gotten rid of Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan!"

"You're falling!"

The camel raised his hand and slapped the crow on the head again.

"No matter how much these two people dislike me, they are still my brothers!
Are there any people like you who wish their family members dead all day long?"

Crow spread his hands and said, "So what should we do now, Boss? We can't just do all the dirty work while Uncle Ben and his men take all the benefits!
Be careful not to raise a tiger that will only harm you, or you might raise a white-headed bird that will contradict you!"

The camel couldn't help but frown at the crow's words.

After thinking it over again and again, Luotuo spoke coldly.

He just said, "Don't be impatient. Since they are brave enough to attack the person in charge of He Liansheng, let's hand over the Yau Ma Tei territory to them first.

They dare to force the entire East Star to fight. I want to see what they will say to me if they can't take down that thug He Liansheng! "

……

Shixiawei, Fei Deng’s residence.

Chuiji sat in front of Fei Deng with his head hung, looking as obedient as a student being scolded.

Fat Deng spoke slowly.

"Blow the chicken, just twenty minutes ago, the Jordan and Sham Shui Po gangs were fighting with the East Star guys.

At this critical juncture, you, the one in charge, come and tell me you're going to hand over the stick. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"Brother Wei, please forgive me!
I know my own worth, and now my life is almost in danger, what can I say to you?"

"Fuck off! Now that you've got the dragon head stick, even if you're a loser, you're still a disgrace to Liansheng!"

"What the hell are you doing? I still have sons and daughters!
I'm old now, and I've lost my courage! I just want to retire peacefully and enjoy a good life. So many people at Liansheng are obsessed with the Dragon Head Stick, so you can leave it to them.

They have great firepower, let them come out and do it, why bother me?"

Chuiji was really scared this time. Fat Deng's questioning made him have the courage to fight back.

Fat Deng nodded slightly.

"Good! Great! It seems like you're really determined to hand over the stick this time.

I can promise you, but there are two conditions!"

"Don't even mention two, I'll give you twenty!"

"Don't agree so readily."

Fat Deng's eyelids drooped, and he immediately stated the first condition.

"First! Ever since we split from Hehetu, no leader between us and Liansheng has ever taken the initiative to hand over the baton while in office!

If you hand over the stick, you must also hand over the territory in Wan Chai. I will reserve a seat for you in the Senate, and the society will be responsible for your retirement."

"This...Okay, I promise you!"

Chuiji gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, as Big D said, he's just a mascot, and there are only two shabby strip bars in Wan Chai.

Hand over some territory in exchange for peace, so it's better to hand it over.

"The second condition is, since you're going to hand over the baton, and the club is now going to fight Dongxing again, then we should elect a new leader as soon as possible!

If you come and run for election, I won’t let you vote for Big D!"

Chui Ji's heart skipped a beat. If he couldn't choose Big D, then he had to choose Ah Le!

But if Big D knew that he had handed over the stick and then voted for Ah Le, his fate would not necessarily be any better than being hacked to death by Dong Xingzai.

"Brother Wei, since you don't allow me to choose, I might as well not choose!"

"Then why are you sitting on the Senate? Why not go back to Wan Chai and sell fish balls?"

"Brother Wei, I've been..."

"I know what you want to say, you're afraid that Big D will mess with you!

Don't worry, neither we nor Liansheng dare to mess with the people in charge of our uncle's generation.

If you agree to these two conditions, hurry up and bring the stick over.

If you don't agree, go back to your Wan Chai place. You're the boss who can't even sit on your own place. If this gets out, everyone will laugh to death!"

Blowing chicken is simply speechless.

This was when he truly understood what it meant to be helpless in the world.

A blacksmith must be strong himself. If you don’t have the ability, don’t sit in this position, otherwise the dragon head stick will be too hot to hold!
The person in charge is just a plaything to be manipulated by others!

At four o'clock in the afternoon of that day, after Guan Zaisan was taken to Wo Hop Shek by hearse for cremation, Long Gen came to the Hetai Tea House and found He Yaozong.

"Ayao, there is something I want to discuss with you."

After closing the office door, Long Gen gestured to He Yaozong to sit down.

Then he pulled a chair and sat down, then spoke.

"Chuiji was frightened by those Dongxing boys, so he ran to Deng Wei at noon and demanded that the Dragon Head Stick be handed over. He no longer wanted to be the boss!"

He Yaozong was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly.

"So many people want that stick, but none of them are qualified enough. He actually gave it up on his own initiative. What a loser!"

"Let's not talk about the chicken-blowing thing for now. Fat Deng just called all the district elders and asked us to go to his place for tea at 7pm.

The goal is to elect a new leader to lead the society to fight against Dongxing!"

"Uncle, who are you going to choose?"

Long Gen paused and pondered for a moment.

"Let's choose Ah Le. After all, this matter was initiated by our gang. Fat Deng likes to choose Ah Le, and he also takes this opportunity to do Ah Le a good favor.

Furthermore, today at Guan Zaisan’s funeral hall, only one district leader, Ah Le, came to pay his respects, and he was also the first one to say that he would support our hall to the end!
Choosing him will help Dongxing overcome this situation."

He Yaozong nodded, but asked in return, "Uncle, if we get that stick, does that mean all the gangs in District Nine will have to obey Young Master Le's orders?

If that's true, why didn't any of the Tong come to his aid when Chui Ji was hacked in Wan Chai?"

This question immediately stumped Long Gen.

But after thinking about it, he answered truthfully.

“No matter what, he has Deng Wei’s support!

Ah Le may not have enough prestige in the community, but Fat Deng's words are always effective."

"Then uncle, can I be the one in charge?"

When asked this question by He Yaozong out of the blue, Long Gen immediately laughed.

"What are you kidding, bastard?
I would like to, but you are not qualified. When you become a district leader, then you can consider being the person in charge!"

He Yaozong also smiled and said, "Uncle, that may not be the case.

Just go and choose tonight, I guarantee you won’t come up with anything great!

I'll be the district leader by then, and six months later, I'll be the one in charge!"

Looking at He Yaozong's usual smiling face, Long Gen seemed to realize that this guy had never joked with him.

He just stood up and muttered, "I don't know what you're up to, but let's deal with this trouble first!"

After Long Gen left the office, He Yaozong picked up his phone.

Dial a number, wait for the call to connect, and then preach directly into the phone.

"Hello, is this Sister D? Please tell Brother D what I'm saying.

I just said I wanted to treat him to dinner tonight and I had a favor I wanted him to help me with!"

Starting from today, I will change it to two updates a day. These past few days I have been feeling weak all over, my head is dizzy, and sometimes I can’t breathe.

I went to the hospital for a check-up this morning. The doctor said I had some kind of autonomic nervous system disorder and prescribed me a bunch of vitamin tablets.

I was also puzzled. How could such a good person be associated with plants? How could I become a big tree?

I will update 20,000 words every day from now on. If I am in good condition, I will update more.

By the way, I don't plan to force the plot of these Dongxing clubs. I'll write something that fits the theme later and try not to ruin the story...

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