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

Chapter 84 Feng Yuxiu, if you beat this guy up, I will pay for your wife’s medical expenses!
The nurse continued patiently.

"The hospital can apply for a relief subsidy for you. Go back and quickly prepare some proof of your work in the past few years.

If you have tax receipts for more than five years, the probability of applying for relief subsidies will be greatly increased.

Your wife is so young, just go back and wait..."

In the end, the nurse didn't have the heart to say the words "waiting to die".

There was already a light in the man's eyes.

"If I apply for the aid subsidy, will my wife be saved?"

The nurse shook her head and said, "The subsidy is only part of the cost. Conservatively speaking, your wife's illness will require you to pay about another 300,000 yuan.

If the treatment goes smoothly and the patient is observed for a few years, the probability of recovery is at least half."

He Yaozong just stood there, looking at the man in front of him with interest.

He noticed that when the nurse said this, the light in the man's eyes completely went out.

Without giving the nurse any answer, he pushed his wheelchair and walked straight towards the elevator.

"Let's go, Brother Yao. The hospital is full of this kind of thing. There's nothing to see..."

Xiwei also came forward. After staying with Wang Jianjun and others for a long time, he also had an intuition about dangerous people.

His subconscious told him that the short, thin man in front of him was definitely a dangerous person.

He Yaozong waved his hand.

"Go, call him over."

Although he didn't know what He Yaozong's intention was, Xiwei did not hesitate. He nodded and walked towards the man who was about to enter the elevator.

"Hey!"

Xiwei clapped his hands from behind and placed them on the man's right shoulder. The man seemed to react subconsciously. The moment Xiwei stretched out his hand, his body shook like thunder, and his left hand turned into a claw, directly clasping Xiwei's right wrist.

“Ah—it hurts, it hurts!”

Xiwei felt as if his right wrist was clamped by a pair of pliers. A piercing pain came from his wrist bone, and beads of sweat the size of beans immediately appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, Chen Luojun glanced at He Yaozong. After He Yaozong nodded, he immediately pounced forward and was about to grab the man's arm to rescue Xiwei.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the man immediately loosened his right hand that was holding the wheelchair, and made a fist with his right hand. At the same time, his lame left leg kicked out, heading straight for Chen Luojun's face.

Chen Luojun had no choice but to change his palm into a fist and punched the man's shin bone.

Chen Luojun felt his right arm go numb as he felt a punch hit a steel plate.

At the same time, the man was pushed back a few steps and released Xiwei who was being held hostage.

"Okay, don't get me wrong, we mean no harm!"

Yaozong took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, pulling back Xiwei, whose face was ashen.

At the same time, he looked at the man and said, "I just heard the nurse say that your wife has cancer?"

The man ignored her and just glanced at Chen Luojun coldly. Then he turned around and pushed his wheelchair towards the elevator.

"I have a condition. If you agree to it, I will cover all your wife's medical expenses!"

These words startled the thin man, who then put down his wheelchair and walked quickly to He Yaozong.

Chen Luojun quickly stood in front of He Yaozong.

"Hey! If you have anything to say, just stand here and say it!"

Ignoring Chen Luojun, the man widened his eyes.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"It's okay, Luo Jun."

Pushing away Chen Luojun who was standing in front of him, He Yaozong extended his right hand towards the man.

"Hello, He Yaozong!"

"I am Feng Yuxiu!"

The calloused hand shook hands with He Yaozong, and He Yaozong suddenly felt like he had grabbed a piece of sandpaper for grinding wheel hubs.

"Let's go talk outside?"

Kowloon Walled City, an open space behind a dog meat restaurant.

He Yaozong lit a cigarette and looked at Feng Yuxiu who was coming over and looking at him eagerly.

He understood that this man was unruly and difficult to tame, a martial arts fanatic with insane tendencies.

Perhaps in this world, his wife is the only last hindrance in his pursuit of martial arts.

But every person who upholds the Tao is still worthy of a little respect.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

Feng Yuxiu finally couldn't help but speak.

He Yaozong nodded and greeted Xiwei, then Xiwei put away his mobile phone and went to make a call.

He Yaozong turned on the lights in the venue and spoke.

"It's simple. I'll come over and fight you in a minute. If you can defeat them, I'll cover all your wife's medical expenses without missing a penny.

I'll pay whatever it takes until you're cured!"

If you want a martial arts fanatic to willingly work for you, all you have to do is to completely conquer his will.

Let him know that there are always people better than you and there are always mountains better than you.

hum-

Feng Yuxiu clenched his fists and glanced at Chen Luojun beside him.

"Isn't he the one you want me to compete with?

Kung Fu is a killing skill. Fists and feet have no eyes. I'm afraid something might happen to your people!"

When Feng Yuxiu said that kung fu was a killing skill, He Yaozong was afraid that he would follow up with a sentence that would determine the superiority or the inferiority, as well as life and death.

Fortunately, there are still people in this world that he cares about, so this guy hasn't gone crazy yet.

“Of course not, my brother is good at boxing and doesn’t like fighting and killing.

I'll find two tough guys for you later, and I promise to fight you till you're satisfied!"

A strong desire burned in Feng Yuxiu's eyes, and he nodded solemnly towards He Yaozong.

"Okay! I'll beat them up, but you have to remember your promise!"

A moment later, Wang Jianjun came here with the target shooter.

After greeting He Yaozong one by one, they were also attracted by Feng Yuxiu who stood like a javelin.

He Yaozong spoke.

"Jianjun, I promised to help you open a martial arts school in Kowloon and sort out your identities, and now it's almost done.

The person standing in front of you is called Feng Yuxiu.

In the future, I would like to invite him to work in a martial arts school, specializing in underground boxing.

Now I need you to help me practice and see if this guy is qualified!"

hula-

Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, Feng Yuxiu had already taken up his stance.

"My name is Feng Yuxiu, please teach me!"

Wang Jianjun's eyelids twitched, and the expert knew whether it was there or not with just one move.

He focused his gaze intently on Feng Yuxiu and spoke.

"Target boy, don't shoot.

This isn't a life-and-death fight; you're no match for him with your bare hands!"

The target shooters have always taken Wang Jianjun's words as the golden rule.

Wang Jianjun said that he couldn't beat him, and he definitely couldn't beat him.

He then stepped behind Wang Jianjun and looked at He Yaozong.

"Boss, then let Brother Jianjun go and train him?"

He Yaozong nodded, then stepped back a few steps to leave space for them.

Wang Jianjun rolled up his sleeves and waved at Feng Yuxiu, indicating Feng Yuxiu to come forward.

boom--

Feng Yuxiu's body suddenly became violent, and his right hand, like a tiger claw, grabbed towards Wang Jianjun's face.

He combined the strengths of hundreds of martial arts, and his martial arts were diverse but not chaotic, and his attacks were ruthless and left no room for maneuver.

This has always been his habit. No matter what his opponent is like, he will try out his opponent's moves first.

It’s a pity that there is a kind of people in this world who are geniuses!
Wang Jianjun led this group of brothers to crawl out from the sea of ​​blood and corpses. On the battlefield, what they had to predict was not only the fists and feet, but even the bullets that were about to fly out when the enemy pulled the trigger!

Wang Jianjun narrowly avoided it.

With just one move, he sensed the murderous intent contained in Feng Yuxiu's moves, and his face changed immediately.

Feng Yuxiu saw that his first move had failed, and his next move was almost seamless. He steadied his body and struck Wang Jianjun's waist and abdomen with a knee.

However, due to Feng Yuxiu's natural difference in leg length, Wang Jianjun was able to exploit the flaw in this move.

boom--

Wang Jianjun suddenly jumped up and kicked Feng Yuxiu's perineum with his left foot before Feng Yuxiu's knee could hit his waist.

The kick was so powerful that it knocked Feng Yuxiu to the ground.

Both of them practiced killing moves, but Wang Jianjun was different. He pursued a killing move that was fatal in one blow.

If that kick had been raised an inch, Feng Yuxiu would have died here.

Feng Yuxiu, who was kicked to the ground, seemed to feel no pain. He lay on the ground and turned over, ready to attack Wang Jianjun again like a tiger crawling on the ground.

But Wang Jianjun would never give him that chance.

brush--

It was the sound of a dagger scraping across the skin of the throat.

Feng Yuxiu's face froze, and he felt a sharp pain in his throat. He then looked up at Wang Jianjun in a daze.

He knew that he had already lost.

"You don't need to be discouraged. If you didn't have a leg problem, the outcome would be much more uncertain."

Wang Jianjun gave him enough face. After all, He Yaozong had just said that he intended to keep him to fight in the octagon cage.

If I let his spirit be crushed, I'm afraid that such a good seedling will be wasted in the future.

After putting away the dagger, Wang Jianjun said no more and stepped aside.

Feng Yuxiu looked at Wang Jianjun with eyes filled with incomparable desire.

But when He Yaozong walked up to him, he immediately realized something and his expression became even more dejected. "I will arrange for someone to take your wife to complete the transfer procedures to Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital.

Although the hospital in Gwailo is a bit expensive, the money is well spent and the professional level is guaranteed."

Feng Yuxiu jumped up from the ground with a somersault.

"I've already lost, why are you still willing to help me?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm kindhearted and can't bear to see the suffering in the world."

After saying that, He Yaozong waved Xiwei over and took Feng Yuxiu back to the hospital to go through the transfer procedures.

"Wait!"

Feng Yuxiu waved his hand and immediately told Xiwei not to step forward.

"Boss He, please accept my respects!"

Without waiting for He Yaozong to speak, Feng Yuxiu suddenly clasped his fists and knelt on one knee in front of He Yaozong.

A martial arts fanatic is a martial arts fanatic. I really don’t know if this guy has watched too many Shaw Brothers’ martial arts movies!

"What the hell are you doing? Get up now.

My help to you is not completely unconditional!"

After helping Feng Yuxiu up, He Yaozong simply spoke.

"I know you have your own principles. If you really want to repay me, then do something for me!"

"whats the matter?"

"Easy to say."

He Yaozong patted Feng Yuxiu's shoulder and whispered.

"Will you join the club?"

"You want me to become your disciple?
"Okay! As long as I can save Shen Xue, I'll do anything!"

"That's good."

He Yaozong smiled, then pulled Feng Yuxiu out of the backyard and spoke at the same time.

"Listen, you're not joining my school.

You should also know that I am the district leader of Heliansheng.

We and Lin Huaile, the leader of Liansheng Jordan, have always been weak. The street in Jordan is only a hundred meters long, but we have to compete with several other groups for business.

He's short of talented people, so it's just right for you to go to his side. With your skills, I believe you'll be put to good use by him soon..."

If nothing unexpected happens, the demolition work in Kowloon Walled City will be put into progress soon.

I have promised Tang Judy and Di Qiu that I will build resettlement housing for these neighbors in Lok Fu Estate.

Half a year later, when the chicken and stick were exchanged, he had to fight for He Liansheng's dragon head stick.

Only by upgrading the system to provide cashback for group-based assistance events can you ensure that you can really make a lot of money from this business.

He Yaozong has ways to win over the gangs in other districts.

Even if it's Big D, I have a way to force him to bow his head.

The only person he knew was Lin Huaile was He Yaozong, and he knew that this guy was very scheming and had an almost obsessive obsession with the dragon head stick.

If we don't put a needle in his way, there will be no guarantee that there will be any complications or accidents.

Shixiawei, Fei Deng’s residence.

"Ah Le, stop running around.

Turn off the TV, sit down and chat with me for a while, then go back and rest early! "

Fat Deng sat on the sofa with his belly sticking out and said to Lin Huaile who was still wiping the decorations in the house.

"Don't worry, Uncle Deng. I have some free time anyway."

Although Lin Huaile said this, he had already thrown away the rag, turned off the TV, and walked towards Fat Deng.

"You've just handed back the dragon head stick you've been given. You must feel bad, don't you?"

"Uncle Deng, how could this be?

The stick is still held by Blowing Chicken, which is good for the community."

"If you really think so, that's great.

But I have to remind you now, in the second half of the year, when the fight with you comes, no one will mention Big D anymore!"

Lin Huaile nodded and answered in a calm tone.

"It's okay. A Yao is capable. Maybe it's a blessing for the club that he got the stick."

"Blessing? It's come to this point, you shouldn't be so modest anymore.

Now, behind closed doors, I'm going to tell you something from my heart!"

Fat Deng pulled up his suspenders that had slipped down, sat up straight, and then spoke.

“You also know He Yaozong.

He's a hidden dragon in the abyss, full of ambition! I'm afraid if the stick falls into his hands, he and Liansheng will completely become the only dominant force.

In two years, it is still unclear whether the stick can be handed over!"

The corner of Lin Huaile's mouth twitched.

"Uncle Deng, can't you?"

"No? You should know the answer.

He Yaozong is quite arrogant now, but in my eyes, there are only four words to describe him - unruly!
I'm afraid if he stays in this position for another two years, we old guys won't have any say in the society!"

Fat Deng said this with his eyelids drooping, in a deep voice.

"I still want to support you, but I'm worried now whether my words will still be effective among this group of uncles in half a year.

Don't just sit there and wait, you have to do something in the next six months!"

Lin Huaile frowned.

"Demper, what should I do?"

"Think about it yourself! If you can't figure it out, don't even think about taking the position of the boss!
But I will remind you that a big rock can crush a crab, and those who love to stir up trouble will eventually fall!"

Lin Huaile was stunned and immediately understood what Fei Deng meant.

He stood up and smiled at Fat Deng, then walked to the clothes rack by the wall and picked up his coat.

"Uncle Deng, it's getting late. You should go to bed early."

After leaving Shixiawei, Lin Huaile got in the car and did not ask his head horse Aze to drive the car back to his residence.

"Aze, Ho Yiu Chung and his team are in Mong Kok. I heard they're still recruiting people?"

"That's right, Brother Yao, they've taken over Jingyi and Liangkun's territory, and we're in dire need of thugs to watch over the scene these days.

A while ago, we transferred people from Dapu and Kwun Tong. They wanted the best fighters from these gangs, and they offered them double the salary."

After hearing Aze's reply, Lin Huaile's face became even more anxious.

He understood that He Yaozong was already trying to win over the gangs in various districts.

"Did they ask us to lend them people?"

"Yes, but the people under our command...

Brother Le, our people can't even take care of our own place, so how can anyone lend it to them?"

"Go make some arrangements tomorrow. Go to Deli's place and pick out two new faces. Have them sneak into Wuying's territory under the guise of becoming disciples!"

Aze was puzzled and asked while driving the car.

"Brother Le, the guys at Deli all fight in the octagon, and they're all really good fighters.

What's the point of calling them to work in Wuying's territory?"

Lin Huaile looked at the street scenes passing by outside the car window and spoke coldly.

"Don't ask, just do it.

Also, remember not to mention this to anyone!"

The next day at 11 a.m., Hong Kong Island Police Force Silver Band Training Center.

Dududududu——

It was almost time for dinner, and the band members were playing their trumpets listlessly.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Before the song "Blue Danube" was finished, Situ Jie, who was in charge of conducting the band's rehearsal, put down his baton, clapped his hands and shouted.

"What's going on? They all look like they haven't eaten.

Killing time? You have to understand that in many cases, the Silver Band represents the face of Hong Kong Island!
If you're just going to eat and wait for death here, I suggest you go home and retire as soon as possible!"

Ever since Situ Jie was transferred to the Silver Band for reflection, the old guys in the Silver Band have been tormented by him.

I go to work on time every day and play some musical instruments. I have to practice a piece of music at least dozens of times a day.

Many trumpet players' mouths were swollen from playing.

Over time, these people inevitably accumulated resentment in their hearts.

Seeing Situ Jie acting in a pretentious manner again, an old policeman who was about to retire immediately dropped the drumstick in his hand.

"Sir, Brother Yi and the others are sitting in the office, it's useless for you to show off here!

The superiors above are going to reinstate you, just wait!

Why bother making us old guys suffer with you?"

Situ Jie's face immediately drooped.

"What are you talking about? What am I showing?
No matter what position you are in, you must stick to it and do your job well. Is it wrong for me to be strict with you?!"

As he spoke, Situ Jie waved his hand and pointed at a bugler.

"And you! Those who know you think you're playing a welcome song, while those who don't think you're organizing someone's funeral!

If you keep going like this, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to keep your job as a member of the Silver Band!"

The bugler who was pointed at by Situ Jie got angry immediately after hearing this.

Those who hang out in the Silver Band are a group of people who have no hope for the future and are waiting for retirement in an orderly manner.

There is no respect for Situ Jie, a demoted loser.

The bugler immediately threw the weapon in his hand onto the shelf beside him, then glared at Situ Jie and retorted, pointing at his nose.

"Situ Jie! Do you understand music?

You don't know what the hell you're just pretending to be. I, your uncle, have been playing this piece of music for more than 20 years. I've practiced it over and over again, but I can't play it well. Do I need a layman like you to teach me?
I tell you, if you can be open-minded, we can all live in peace and you can stay here peacefully and wait for retirement with us!
You still want to be reinstated? You’re dreaming! "

(End of this chapter)