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

Chapter 78: Blowing the chicken and passing the stick, appointing an acting leader?

Big D's wife responded on the other end of the phone, saying "wait a moment", then took the phone and went downstairs to find Big D.

Whispering to Big D.

"Big D, calling from Sham Shui Po."

"Who's from Sham Shui Po?"

"He Yaozong said he wanted to treat you to a meal."

Glancing at his wife, Big D snatched the phone away.

"Hey! Forget about eating, just talk!"

"Brother Big D, are you still holding a grudge against me for what happened last time?"

"What on earth do you want to say?!"

"That's right, this time I'm going to hand the dragon head stick over to Uncle Deng.

Uncle Deng said that a temporary leader should be selected tonight. Whoever holds a stick will lead the society to fight Dongxing.

I don't think it's necessary. It's just Dongxing. If Big D wants to help, we can join forces to defeat Dongxing!"

Big D sneered, "So you're calling me to show your friendship. Don't worry, I'm a person who distinguishes between gratitude and resentment!
Ask Long Gen to vote for me. When I get the dragon head stick, I will definitely lead the community to fully support you, Sham Shui Po!

"Then I wish Big Brother D a successful start."

He Yaozong hung up the phone and then dialed another number without stopping.

The call was to Qiu Gangao.

"Ao, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready, Mr. He. When are we going to start?"

Qiu Gangao's dull voice came from the other end of the phone.

He Yaozong said solemnly, "Listen, Ah Ao, I had someone put one million in cash in the tool room at the warehouse at Kwai Chung Container Terminal 7.

Before eight o'clock in the evening, you must bring the person back to the warehouse and get the money. You five brothers will divide it among them first.

Then call me and I'll tell you what to do next."

"Mr. He, you've helped us so much. How can we ask for money for doing things for you?"

"Some of you brothers have families to support. Even if you don't want money, they still have to support their wives, children and the elderly.

Stop talking, get the job done, and call me back!"

Tsuen Wan Plaza.

After Big D handed the phone back to his wife, he couldn't help but snap his fingers!

"Lucky star, what a lucky star! It seems that I had wronged He Yaozong before. If he hadn't done these things, how could Chui Ji have handed over the stick so obediently?
Now Ale is completely unprepared, so who is qualified to stand up and challenge Dongxing?
This time, I have to be the one to make the decision!"

Sister-in-law Da D picked up the phone and couldn't help asking.

"Big D, what if Uncle Deng is determined to support Ale to the end?"

Big D's face instantly darkened, but he still denied it.

"As long as he's not crazy, he will definitely support me this time!
What's so good about Ah Le? He doesn't have as much money as me, and he doesn't have as many people as me. Now the election of a leader is to help the community do things. Are we going to choose another clay figurine like a blowing chicken to worship?

Impossible, they will definitely choose me!"

"I mean, if, after all..."

"Alright! Don't say such discouraging words to me at this time!
If you have nothing else, please go to Youguqi Restaurant and reserve a table for me.

Once I get the dragon head stick, I'll get the wine ready, and then I'll lead the club to fight Dongxing while we eat!"

Seeing that Big D was not willing to listen to any objections, Big D's wife could only sigh helplessly and said nothing more.

……

At Shek Kip Mei Estate, although Fat Deng had agreed to come out at 7 o'clock to elect the person in charge, the uncles did not dare to be negligent and gathered here early.

Chuiji sat next to Fei Deng with his head hung down.

After calming down for a long time, he realized that he was ugly because he was looked at strangely by a group of retired uncles.

But words spoken cannot be taken back, and now he dares not even talk back, so he has to fight tonight.

"Blow the chicken, where's the stick? Where's the account book?"

Chuanbao was the last uncle to arrive at Fei Deng's residence. After entering the door, he didn't even have time to greet Deng Wei, and asked Chuiji.

Blowing the chicken gritted his teeth and buried his head even lower.

"The stick and the account book are all on the ground. Now there are people over there who want to rip me off. How can I get them?"

"You're falling!"

Chuanbao pointed at Chuiji's nose and was about to start scolding him, but Fei Deng stopped him with a wave of his hand.

“Well, there’s no use embarrassing Blow Chicken!
This was his only skill. He was able to escape Wan Chai alive, thanks to the blessing of our ancestors. It was a last shred of dignity left for us and Liansheng."

After saying that, Fat Deng glanced at everyone present.

He said solemnly, "Are you all here? Chuiji, come out and say something in front of us old guys.

If you don't have the guts to lead the group into this fight, then tell me, who would you like to hand over the Dragon Head Stick to?"

It's like forcing a duck to do something.

Chuiji felt as if his head weighed a thousand pounds. He forced himself to cheer up and looked around at his uncles who were staring at him eagerly. He didn't dare to look them in the eye, so he simply turned his gaze to Deng Wei.

"Brother Wei, Ah Le from Jordan is a man of great loyalty and righteousness. Last year, your boss fled to Cambodia and was killed by a car. He went to great lengths to bring your boss back and gave him a grand funeral.

The club is in trouble now, and I think he is the most qualified to take up this stick!"

Fat Deng was obviously very satisfied with Chuiji's answer.

He nodded slightly, expressing his meaning calmly, and then looked at the rest of his uncles.

"Although we're only selecting a temporary leader, we have our own rules here at Liansheng. You should express your opinions. Who do you prefer?"

Everyone present knew that as early as the beginning of the year, only the Jordan and Tsuen Wan gangs had expressed their intention to elect the next leader.

Now that Fat Deng has expressed his views through the mouth of a trumpeter, many people have already figured out what is going on.

Instead, it was Chuanbao who spoke first.

"Brother Wei, what Chuiji said just now is correct. Ah Le is loyal and righteous, but I have a different opinion.

To be the boss, it is useless to just be affectionate and righteous. Now the two societies are about to start a fight. When the fight gets intense, I am afraid that the society’s public account will be emptied, and there will be no clear cause.

Ah Le's Jordan isn't very powerful, and I'm afraid he won't be able to handle this. If he gets beaten up, it would be really embarrassing!"

Deng Wei's eyes were closed, revealing bursts of brilliance.

"Chuanbao, then according to you, who are you going to choose?"

"Choose Big D! He's tall, strong, and handsome, and he looks like a big boss!

He has a monopoly in Tsuen Wan, and his territory is connected to Sham Shui Po. If he can take over the Dragon Head Stick, the two gangs joining forces might save the other gangs a lot of trouble!

When Chuanbao said this, the eyes of some uncles who were still wavering suddenly brightened.

Yes, if Lin Huaile is chosen to take over, Jordan will not be able to take on Dongxing head-on, and at that time he will have to mobilize resources from the halls of his uncles.

Those who are in the business of gangs are all eyeing the food in their own bowls. Who would want to be implicated for no reason and spend money to do things for others?
After all, they are not like Fat Deng, who always talks about the collective interests of the community and supports A Le to make a fortune, but they don’t get any practical benefits.

Fat Deng has not commented on the criticism for the time being.

He just nodded slightly, his eyes falling on a sinister-looking uncle: "Okay, Shuangfandong, what do you think?"

"I, I haven't thought about it yet..."

"Fire Bull, what about you?"

"I'm still wondering..."

"What the hell is there to think about? Just say whatever you want to say!"

"Then I choose the lame guy from Qingshan Road!"

As soon as Huo Niu said this, all the uncles burst into laughter.

The old ghost sitting next to him held his stomach with one hand and put the other hand on Huo Niu's shoulder.

"Fire Bull, what the hell are you talking about? Choosing a lame guy to be the boss is so funny that Dongxing is going to die of laughter."

Fat Deng, on the other hand, seemed relatively calm and gave Huo Niu an approving look.

Sure enough, Huo Niu immediately took up the conversation.

"What's wrong with choosing a lame guy? He wouldn't say a word when being beaten by a young man from Tsuen Wan.

If you choose this kind of person to be the boss, even if the police catch him with something, I guarantee he'll keep his mouth shut. He'll never do something like washing the horse stalls, because he keeps his mouth shut!"

When Huo Niu said this, the group of people stopped laughing.

Everyone knows that he has already expressed his position.

Previously, the lame guy from Qingshan Road was beaten up by Da D's younger brother for no reason.

Lame guy was also a coward. He was afraid of Big D's power and didn't dare to expose the matter.

In the end, the younger brother from Qingshan Road couldn't stand it anymore and reported the matter to Fei Deng.

As a result, Big D said that ignorance is not a crime, and instead blamed the lame man for being beaten and not even refusing to tell his own home address.

Lao Gui nodded and took over the conversation.

"Yes, Big D is disrespectful to his elders and too arrogant.

If we choose him to be the person in charge, I am afraid that the more powerful he becomes, the more arrogant he will become.

I've decided to choose Ah Le, and let him take over the Dragon Head Stick. Even if my clan has to contribute money and effort, I'm not worried! "

A group of uncles followed suit and agreed, and it was obvious that the situation was settled.

Seeing that no one else spoke up, Fei Deng turned his attention back to Chuanbao.

However, he didn't ask Chuanbao anything. "We and the Liansheng District 9 gang are supposed to help each other.

Although Ah Lok Tong was weak, he dared to withstand the pressure and was the first to come out to support Sham Shui Po.

The fact that he has this heart is enough to prove that he can handle this dragon head stick. No matter what, I support Ah Le this time!"

As Fat Deng spoke, he turned his gaze to Long Gen, who was sitting on his right and had not spoken a word.

Then he slowly raised his right hand: "Long Gen, do you say yes or no?"

"Yes!"

Long Gen didn't waste any words and just raised his right hand.

Seeing that Fat Deng had publicly expressed his position, the uncles who had no opinions of their own also raised their hands.

Seeing this, Chuiji looked at Fei Deng, then looked at Chuanbao next to him, and raised his hand as well.

In less than ten seconds, except for Chuanbao, everyone present raised their hands.

Chuanbao couldn't help but touch his nose awkwardly. Anyway, he hadn't received any favors from Big D this time, so he had no worries and raised his hand.

……

In Yuen Long, there is a country villa by the water. At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the surrounding area is already filled with the cheerful chirping of insects.

Luo Jiasheng answered the phone, went downstairs, drove his Mercedes-Benz, and prepared to go to Central to do some things.

Driving on the country road, Luo Jiasheng felt emotional.

The father has lost his fans, but his son is deliberately preparing to run for a legislator. This world is really magical.

However, the education he received since childhood told him that the law of the jungle is the nature of this world.

Only if you stand high enough can you completely wash away the darkness behind your family.

His grandfather Luo Zhengwu and father Luo Bingrun both came from that turbulent era, and these principles were instilled in him since he was a child.

drip-

Just as he was driving into the intersection of Langping Road, he suddenly found a truck carrying feed parked in the middle of the road.

The truck had its hazard lights on, as if it had encountered some kind of breakdown.

After honking the horn to urge the truck to go, but seeing no response from the other side, Luo Jiasheng immediately planned to turn the car around and take a detour to Kowloon.

biubiu——crash!
Just as he was about to turn the steering wheel, the glass of the left passenger seat was suddenly shattered by two bullets. As the sound of glass breaking was heard, before Luo Jiasheng could react, he saw a hand reaching into the broken car window.

The hand was holding a Glock pistol with a silencer, and the cold muzzle was pointed at his head.

"Friend! I'm a district councilor from the New Territories. Did you get the wrong person?"

bang-

The car door was opened and someone sat directly in the passenger seat.

Out of the corner of his eye, Luo Jiasheng saw a man with a thin face and cold eyes, holding a gun to his temple.

"You're not mistaken, I'm looking for you!"

Then Luo Jiasheng felt a numbness on the back of his neck, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

This side of the Kwai Chung warehouse.

Qiu Gangao stood beside He Yaozong.

"Mr. He, it's simpler than we thought. Luotuo really wants to completely clean up his son's name. He didn't even arrange for a lackey to follow him around."

He Yaozong nodded and then asked.

"Can your group of brothers handle Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan?"

Qiu Gangao just sneered: "I have never seen a gangster who is not afraid of having a gun pointed at his head!"

"Okay, tell your guys to kill all the henchmen except Situ Haonan and Lei Yaoyang.

I'll tell Luotuo to come and collect the body myself. Now wake him up for me!"

Qiu Gangao didn't say much, he just picked up a bucket of cold water from the ground and poured it on Luo Jiasheng's head.

"hiss--"

Luo Jiasheng, who was awakened, shook his head blankly and saw He Yaozong standing in front of him at a glance.

He looked down at his situation again and found that his hands and feet were tied and he was sitting on a chair.

"You...who are you?"

He asked this question subconsciously, but soon Luo Jiasheng realized that he had been kidnapped, and he couldn't help but regret asking this question.

Realizing that the other party didn't even cover his face, Luo Jiasheng felt even more frightened. He bit his lips for a moment and his mind was in a mess.

"Councilor Luo Jiasheng, don't panic. I asked you to come here tonight because I have a small favor that I would like to trouble you for."

As He Yaozong spoke, he took out the mobile phone he had searched from Luo Jiasheng, then pulled up a chair and stuffed the phone into Luo Jiasheng's hand.

"Call your dad, I have something I want to talk to him about!"

"Okay! I can ask my dad to give me money. We can definitely discuss it if there's anything!"

"You talk too much!"

He Yaozong's face darkened. Qiu Gangao beside him had already taken out a pistol. Luo Jiasheng shuddered and quickly moved his numb hands and dialed Luotuo's number stiffly.

beep--

The phone rang twice before someone answered it. Camel's voice came from the other end.

"Hello? Who is it!"

Luo Jiasheng looked up cautiously and glanced at He Yaozong.

He Yaozong winked at him.

"Tell him you've been kidnapped!"

"Dad, I've been kidnapped!"

He shouted into the phone, and the person on the other end was obviously stunned. Without waiting for Luo Tuo to answer, He Yaozong snatched the phone from Luo Jiasheng's hand.

"Luotuo, listen carefully, I'm He Yaozong. I brought your son here today because I want to have a good chat with you!"

"Push to the street!"

A roar from the camel was heard over the phone, and then the camel was heard shouting hysterically.

"If you want to get involved, you have to take responsibility for your own actions!

What on earth do you want to do? I warn you not to do anything rash!"

"Of course you're sending your son on his way! Or maybe you're treating him to a midnight snack?!"

"Okay, okay! Don't get excited first, tell me what you want to do first!"

Luotuo's tone softened immediately. No matter how unhappy he was, he could only accept the fact that his son was in the hands of others.

He Yaozong spoke again.

"Camel, people like us are different from you. We are all hairless bachelors and we have no taboos when it comes to doing things.

But I'm not trying to embarrass you by talking to you this way today. On the contrary, maybe we can cooperate."

"Why should I cooperate with you? If you release my son, I promise to let this matter go!"

Perhaps he understood the meaning behind He Yaozong's words, so Luotuo simply made the matter clear, as if he was preaching on the phone.

He Yaozong just laughed contemptuously.

"I'm sorry, you want to let this go, but I don't want to.

I always feel uneasy as long as Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan are still alive.

So, later on, you can call Situ Haonan and Lui Yaoyang in your own name and tell them to come to Yuen Long for a meeting.

I'll help you get rid of these two henchmen left behind by Bai Tou Weng. From now on, no one in Dongxing will oppose you. Wouldn't everyone be happy? "

"You...if you have the guts, just go to Wan Chai and kill people yourself. What kind of skill is that?"

"You're right, I really don't have any skills!
I envy your son a lot. He has a dad who's a huge fan, and he's paved the way for him since he was little. He's had a bright and beautiful life all the way, and he never has to suffer any grievances!"

As He Yaozong spoke, his tone turned cold, and he picked up the phone and shouted into his mouth.

"You have to understand, I'm not discussing this with you now!

Either Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan die tonight, or I prepare to burn paper money for your son tomorrow!"

Hearing the sound, Qiu Gangao also pulled the safety of his pistol and pointed it directly at Luo Jiasheng's head.

Luo Jiasheng was really frightened and immediately cried out in tears.

"Dad, Dad! Uncle Ben is dead anyway, so why don't you just let them get rid of these henchmen of Uncle Ben for you!
I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die!”

Listening to his son's crying voice, Camel's suppressed voice came from the phone.

"Okay! Let's do it as you wish. Don't mess around!
I don't care what you want to do, but nothing must happen to my son!"

He Yaozong held the phone tightly and spoke into the microphone word by word.

"I mean what I say! Remember to call me back when you're done!"

Then I'll cook supper at home and wait for you to come home for dinner!"

……

"Fuck him! Is Camel playing tricks on us?
After a day of vigil in Yuen Long, he just returned to Wan Chai and called us over to discuss something!

In a Mercedes-Benz driving on the East Kowloon Coastal Highway, Situ Haonan sat in the back seat and complained to Lei Yaoyang beside him.

Lei Yaoyang looked at the night view outside the window and thought for a moment.

He replied, "Who knows? But don't worry, unless he is determined to be a coward. Otherwise, Dongxing will have no choice but to accompany us and fight to the end!"

(End of this chapter)