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

Chapter 94: Uncle Deng, Ale was shot in the head by Xinji, you have to come out and express your opinion, right?

[Help Tai Po Hei build a cold storage warehouse in Kowloon: Completed.

Helping Chuanbao build a minibus route from Dapu to Sai Wan: in progress.

Stepping down in Tsim Sha Tsui: In progress. 】

After returning from Yau Ma Tei, He Yaozong called Xiaohui over and asked her to deliver some prepared materials to the Transport Department. Then he returned to the office, made a pot of hot tea, and checked the system task panel.

Just as a cup of tea was brought to my lips, the phone on the table rang.

I pressed the answer button and found that it was Feng Yuxiu calling.

"Boss, Lin Huaile has assigned me a task!"

He Yaozong put down the teacup and couldn't help but smile knowingly. After being hit repeatedly, the old fox finally couldn't hide anymore.

"What is he going to do?"

"Tomorrow night, the Organized Crime and Triads (OCT) operation in Yau Tsim Mong will officially conclude. Tomorrow, he plans to invite Wuying out for a walk around Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Is it really that simple just to yell at Wufei to go for a spin?"

“Not only that, the place he picked was a bar in Tsim Sha Tsui owned by Sun Kee Prince Fai.

According to Lin Huaile, Taizi Hui brought back a group of bar girls some time ago, and will hold an underwear show at Danny Bar in Tsim Sha Tsui tomorrow night.

When the time comes, there will be many people around, and Lin Huaile plans to take advantage of that time to have the people he has planted next to Wuying beat Taizihui's head off in the bar!"

He Yaozong curled his lips and said, "Didn't I ask you to blow Prince Hui's head off?"

"No, he just told me to strike while the fight was going on, so I could show off my skills in front of Wuying!"

"Okay, I understand. Ah Hua will let you know what to do when the time comes."

He Yaozong was about to hang up the phone, but heard Feng Yuxiu ask again.

"Boss, how is my wife's illness... being treated?"

"Don't worry, the first phase of treatment went very smoothly. I have made an appointment for your wife with a specialist in Germany.

The foreigner at Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital told me that if this disease is discovered early, it is a typical disease of poverty, so you can rest assured."

As soon as they talked, Feng Yuxiu felt relieved.

After hanging up the phone, He Yaozong picked up the tea again and fell into deep thought.

Lin Huaile knows how to find opponents for himself.

Xu Qian, the first leader of Xinji, had four wives, who gave birth to thirteen children for him.

Among them, he has nine sons, the most famous of whom is Xu Jiayan, the current head of Xinji, nicknamed the Four-Eyed Dragon.

The other two well-known ones are Xu Jiasheng, born to the second wife, and Xu Jiaqiang, born to the first wife.

Ever since Sun Kee started to whitewash itself and venture into legitimate businesses, the two brothers set out to carve out a name for themselves in the Hong Kong film industry.

The prince Gang targeted by Lin Huaile is none other than the second son of Xu Jiaqiang from Xinji!

Lin Huaile felt that it was not enough for him to just fight with Axe Jun in Tsim Sha Tsui, so he wanted to involve the Xinji Xu family.

Is the intention to completely infuriate Xinji and force himself to take on this club with a strong foundation?
It's a pity that he had a loud calculation, but he didn't expect that the plan he had just completed would fall into the ears of He Yaozong.

"Master Le, since you enjoy praising others so much, I'll let you praise them as much as you want tomorrow."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, He Yaozong couldn't help but stretch.

……

In the blink of an eye, a peaceful day has passed.

By late June, the weather had become increasingly hot.

Since Han Chen's 'disappearance' and the police force's traitor was uncovered, peace has finally returned to the Yau Tsim Mong area.

In the evening, on the streets and alleys of Tangle Street, many gangsters wearing flip-flops and tight vests sat in the street stalls, holding an ice-cold beer in their hands. After taking a sip, they would say a few words to the policemen from the Organized Crime and Triad Society.

During this period, more than half of the stables, saunas and chicken houses in Yau Tsim Mong have stopped working.

They complained, not only because they had no work during this period, but also because in this hot summer, sometimes they drank too much and got angry, so they had to take a taxi to Wan Chai and Central.

Not to mention the round-trip fare, the prices in Central are already expensive, and these days they have been driven up to the sky by these street urchins.

In the Superstar Billiard Hall, a thug lifted the curtain of the billiard hall, and a cold current immediately hit his face, making him shiver in comfort.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he trotted to a billiard table.

Wuying is betting on football with some guys here.

"Brother Wuying, someone is looking for you!"

"Throw it! You made such a bad shot!"

After hitting the ball off target, Wuying couldn't help but complain, then he stood up straight with the club in his hand and looked at the little guy.

"Who's looking for it?"

"Young Master Le from Jordan!"

"Why don't you come in quickly? Do you think it's reasonable to make a big boss like me wait for me?"

Wuying slapped the little guy on the head and then waved his hand.

"Forget it, I don't feel any touch today.

Where is Young Master Le? I will go find him myself!"

"It's at the lemon tea shop outside."

Walking out of the billiard room, there is a lemon tea shop next door.

Wuying grabbed his tight crotch with one hand and kept lifting his coat with the other.

Ever since he became successful, he has firmly believed that clothes make the man, and he no longer likes to wear his cool vest.

I have to wear a Giordano jacket even on hot days, so now I dare not go anywhere except the air-conditioned room all day long.

When he saw Lin Huaile, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Brother Le, what's the matter that bothered you to come here in person?"

Lin Huaile was holding a bottle of iced lemon tea at this time. When he saw Wuying coming to say hello, he handed a cup of iced lemon tea to Wuying.

"Wuying, your boss is going to take the gang down in Tsim Sha Tsui soon, did you know that?"

"I know. Brother Le, you spread this matter so widely that even the pigs in the Chaozhou Wei pork stall know about it!

How could I not know?"

Wuying pulled a straw from the basket hanging on the wall of the lemon tea shop, inserted it into the iced lemon tea, took a sip, and suddenly felt relaxed all over.

Lin Huaile smiled and said, "Now that you know, what are your plans?"

"What plans can I have? As the younger brother, we just have to do what the older brother says!"

Holding the lemon tea, Wuying sat down next to Lin Huaile and asked.

"Brother Le, you came to see me in Mong Kok on such a hot day. You didn't come just to chat with me, did you?"

"of course not!"

Lin Huaile put down the lemon tea in his hand and pulled out a tissue to wipe the water stains on his hands.

He said, "Everyone knows that you are strong in Sham Shui Po now. You are even more proud of the fact that Wuying killed Liang Kun from Hongxing.

If Ah Yao wants to lead a group to invade Tsim Sha Tsui, I think you should be the first to lead the charge."

"I wouldn't dare! If Brother Yao hadn't given me the chance, how could I have killed that idiot Liang Kun?"

Although Wuying spoke modestly, his arrogant attitude made Lin Huaile realize that he had not found the wrong person.

"Can we talk about when we plan to enter Tsim Sha Tsui?"

"I don't know! Brother Le, I explained it clearly just now. How dare we make random guesses without the boss's word?"

Lin Huaile nodded and immediately threw away the tissue in his hand.

Changing the subject, he said, “Wuying, you don’t know what Tsim Sha Tsui means to the community.

I guarantee that if we break into Tsim Sha Tsui this time, even if we only take down one place, the society will reward us one by one.

You have been with Ah Hua in Mong Kok for so many years. Although you have made a name for yourself, in the eyes of outsiders, you are still Ah Hua's younger brother.

I think you should take this opportunity to do something good for Ah Hua, or at least not hold Ah Hua back."

"I choose!"

Wuying slammed the half-drunk cup of lemon tea on the table, obviously unhappy.

"Brother Le, I, Wuying, was brought up by Brother Hua.

What outsiders say is their business! Don't try to sow discord here. I will always recognize Brother Hua as my boss!"

He spoke in a high-sounding manner, but his impatient tone seemed to betray his mood.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Lin Huaile's lips.

"I'm not trying to sow discord. I came to you today because I wanted to take you to Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Thank you. I've been around Tsim Sha Tsui a lot, so I don't need to bother Brother Le to take me around."

"You can't say that."

Lin Huaile stood up and spoke slowly.

"This piece of land has always been a hot and fierce place in Hong Kong and Kowloon. Over the past few decades, it has produced countless powerful people!
I'm taking you there just to give you a feel for the atmosphere. You'll be going there to be a dealer sooner or later, so a visit isn't a bad idea!"

Seeing that Lin Huaile had said so much, Wuying knew that his part was almost over.

If he continues to be stubborn, Lin Huaile might turn around and leave. Wouldn't He Yaozong's efforts then be in vain?
He picked up the iced lemon tea in his hand again, bit the straw and took a sip, then looked up at Lin Huaile.

"Since Brother Le is so considerate, I'll go for a walk with you tonight.

But let me be clear, I don't like walking around the streets on a hot day. Brother Le better take me to a place with air conditioning, otherwise I'll be too hot and uncomfortable!"

Lin Huaile smiled lightly and nodded at Wuying.

"Of course. I'll treat you to a meal later. Let's go together later!"

At 7:50 in the evening, Ah Hua called He Yaozong on Temple Street.

"Brother Yao, Wuying has already followed Lin Huaile to Tsim Sha Tsui."

"How many people did Wuying bring over?"

"Seven or eight, maybe."

"Where's Feng Yuxiu? He's with him, right?"

"Follow me!"

"Okay, let your people be smart.

Also, tell Wuying that Tsim Sha Tsui is not the place for him to act big. When the fighting starts, don't pretend there, retreat when it's time to retreat!

Ah Hua laughed out loud: "Don't worry, Wuying was beaten by others when he worked with me in Jingyi before. He knows his limits."

……

At eight o'clock, Tsim Sha Tsui is already shrouded in a sea of ​​lights.

East of the intersection of Nathan Road and Salisbury Road, there was Danny's Bar. Lin Huaile and Wuying and his group walked into the bar and saw that it was already packed.

This is Xinji's place. Tonight, Taizi Gang from Xinji gathered a group of girls to hold a lingerie show at a party, which attracted many gang members to come and support.

After finally finding a place to sit down, Lin Huaile asked the waiter to bring some wine. Then he crossed his fingers on the table and looked at Wuying who was sitting opposite him and looking around.

“Fly, don’t look at it anymore.

Tsim Sha Tsui is not only full of handsome men, but also has beautiful and graceful girls.

Come over and plant a flag later, you'll be even more impressive than that prince over there!"

Looking in the direction indicated, Wuying saw a young man with dyed white hair, side-parted hair, and brown frog-eye glasses sitting on the T-stage in the middle of the bar.

Surrounded by beauties on both sides, with cheers from the audience, he looked so majestic.

For a moment, Wuying felt a little jealous, then he looked away and nodded at Lin Huaile.

"Brother Le, you're right. If we opened a bar of this size in Mong Kok, I'm afraid it wouldn't be filled with so many people before 11pm.

I'll wait and see when Lao Ding starts fighting, then I'll take over this bar and hold lingerie shows here every night!"

Lin Huaile shook his head.

"Forget about this place. It's the Xinji Xu family's own business. Even if they set foot in Tsim Sha Tsui, the most they can do is to shut them down. You can't see the situation from here."

Lin Huaile said this with a sigh.

“I remember 20 years ago, I had just graduated from Form 5.

I remember that at that time this place was still a nightclub under the control of Lame Ka.

At that time, Tsim Sha Tsui was a battleground for all the major community groups in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

Later, Axe Jun brought his men to fight against the three big companies at the same time, and finally helped He Liansheng to chew off this tough bone.

But the good times didn’t last long…”

Lin Huaile shook his head as he spoke, realizing that he was being a bit long-winded.

boom--

Just at this moment, a salute sounded from the T-stage, and the prince was seen standing on a chair with a microphone in his hand.

"I'm Taizi Gang, and I'm grateful to all the brothers in Tsim Sha Tsui for their kindness.

I didn't learn anything during my two years of studying in Europe, but I did learn a lot of new things in Europe.

I will also prepare something tonight, so that all the brothers in Xinji can have a good feast for their eyes! "

"Good! Great!"

"Awesome!"

As cheers rang out, Lin Huaile stood up.

He asked Wuying, "It's so lively, do you want to go and take a look?"

"Good! These pretty girls are really hot!"

Wuying slapped the table, stood up, and walked towards the T-stage.

At the same time, Lin Huaile winked at Feng Yuxiu and a yellow-haired henchman who were following Wuying.

The yellow-haired henchman nodded slightly at Lin Huaile, then quickly followed.

At this time, the show has begun and the atmosphere in the bar has reached a new climax.

What second-generation rich man doesn't like to show off in front of others? Taizigang moved a chair and sat in the middle of the T-stage, enjoying the thunderous cheers from the bar.

The prince slightly adjusted the frog-shaped glasses on his nose and was just about to cross his legs to appreciate the performance of these girls when he suddenly heard a scream from the front of the T-stage.

"what--"

A girl in front of the catwalk covered her buttocks and took two steps back in panic.

Immediately, some thugs who were watching the scene surrounded them.

"what happened?"

A thug who was watching the scene rolled up his sleeves and asked the girl.

This girl obviously didn't understand Cantonese, she just pointed at a man standing on the catwalk in a panic.

But I saw Wuying and Lin Huaile standing under the T-stage, and they also looked over here.

Not surprisingly, this man was the needle that Lin Huaile had inserted into Wuying's side!
Someone immediately came over to explain to the thug who was watching the scene.

"I don't know where this crazy guy came from, but he just tugged at the waistband of this girl's pants and pulled them down!"

A look of anger immediately appeared on the face of the thug, and he walked towards the yellow-haired boy.

"Who dares to cause trouble in Taizigang's territory?"

"What are you doing? You can look but not touch! This isn't a strip show!"

This yellow-haired guy was stubborn and confronted, but he felt uneasy in his heart.

He kept glancing at Wuying out of the corner of his eye, fearing that the thugs from Xinji would rush over and beat him up without asking why.

Sure enough, the thug who was watching the scene didn't want to waste time talking to him. When he saw that he admitted it, he waved to the thugs following behind him.

"Take him to the toilet, don't spoil Prince Gang's fun!"

"Who dares! My boss is Brother Wuying from Tangle Street!"

Seeing that the other party was about to get serious, the loser panicked and immediately picked up a wine bottle on the booth next to him and waved it at the new reporter in front of him.

Seeing that the other party rang his flower, Wuying could only sneer, then looked across the T-stage and gave a wink to a man without leaving any trace.

Then he turned and looked at Ale beside him.

"Brother Le, you're the tallest man here. You won't just sit there and watch the Xinji people take advantage of my henchmen in this situation, right?"

A Le smiled at Wuying and didn't say much.

Then he pushed away the crowd in front of him and spoke at the same time.

"I'm Lin Huaile from Jordan! This brother from Xinji, there might be some misunderstanding. Could you please give me some face and sit down for a drink before we talk?"

When they heard Lin Huaile show his name, many of the gangsters in the venue suddenly brightened up and all looked at Lin Huaile. In an instant, they felt that the girls on the catwalk were not so attractive anymore.

But no one noticed that as Lin Huaile walked over, he kept gesturing to the yellow-haired boy with his left hand, indicating that Taizigang had already walked over to the T-stage.

The new reporter who stopped the yellow-haired boy saw Lin Huaile's excitement and didn't dare to act rashly for a moment. They all turned their eyes to Taizigang on the T-stage.

"So it's Mr. Le from Jordan! Maybe Jordan is too idle so he decided to stop by our Xinji place?"

There was a sting in Prince Gang's words, and Lin Huaile was not surprised at all.

This guy is a notorious barbarian. He usually hangs out in various new restaurants in Wan Chai and Tsim Sha Tsui. He doesn't care about anyone's face!

Lin Huaile had already placed his hand on the yellow-haired boy's shoulder and turned to look at Taizi Gang standing on the T-stage.

At the same time, he pinched the yellow-haired boy's shoulder hard, indicating that he would only wait for a while until he angered Taizi Gang, and then he would smash the bottle of wine in his hand towards Taizi Gang's head!

"Prince Gang, Liansheng and I brought people here to support you, and we're not refusing to pay for the drinks.

"Some of you guys didn't control yourself. You just touched that girl. There's no need to go to the restroom to do it, right?"

The prince just squatted on the T-stage in front of Lin Huaile with a sneer: "Young Master Le, I just came back from abroad and I can't remember many rules.

But I remember one rule of Axe Jun very clearly: if someone from another company comes to our Xinji to cause trouble, no matter who it is, we will kick them out first!"

After saying that, the prince waved his hand to signal the Xinji thug to continue working. Lin Huaile quickly patted the back of the yellow-haired boy's neck, signaling that he could start working.

bang-

There was a sound of glass breaking and a dull thud of hitting the head.

Looking down at the T-stage, a group of people were stunned.

The yellow-haired boy that Lin Huaile was protecting was still holding the wine bottle in his hand and did not throw it at Taizi Gang.

Lin Huaile, on the other hand, had brown wine stains mixed with blood dripping down from his head.

What was broken on the ground was a Remy Martin bottle. The bottle was as thick as a finger and it hit Lin Huaile on the back of the head and broke into several pieces.

"Fuck your mother! He Liansheng is amazing!

If you dare to cause trouble in our Xinji territory, we will beat you to the ground!"

No one knew who threw the bottle, but a sharp voice rang out from the crowd, instantly igniting the entire bar.

Wuying touched his nose and praised Ah Hua, the younger brother, for his good aim. The bottle hit Lin Huaile right on the back of the head.

"Fuck off! You dare to blow the heads off us and the Liansheng Division leaders? I'll never let you off!"

Wuying roared, then gave Feng Yuxiu a look.

Feng Yuxiu nodded, then tore off his coat and stepped on a welding rod under the T-stage.

With this kick, the welding rod was broken directly.

Feng Yuxiu picked up the welding rod with his right hand and flew towards the group of thugs in Xinji.

The prince just stood up in a hurry and was stunned for a moment.

Just now he just wanted to teach that ignorant young man a lesson, but he definitely didn't have the confidence to touch Lin Huaile.

The place was in chaos at this time. He didn't know which loser in the place was so brave that he dared to blow Lin Huaile's head off!
Looking down at Lin Huaile again, he saw that the guy had already staggered and fallen to the ground.

He was hit on the head by a whole Remy Martin, but he didn't faint on the spot. He was considered tough enough!
……

At nine o'clock in the evening, He Yaozong received a call in the teahouse.

After confirming that it was Ahua calling, he asked directly.

"How are things going? Have Wuying and the others returned?"

"I'm back. Young Master Le was shot in the head, and Xinji didn't dare to make a big fuss about it.

If Feng Yuxiu hadn't beaten them so hard that all the dozen or so Xinji henchmen were sent to the hospital, I don't think Taizigang would have dared to send anyone to stop them."

Ah Hua sighed as he spoke on the other end of the phone.

"It's a pity that the bottle wasn't thrown with enough force. It would have been much better if it could have killed Ah Le, the idiot, on the spot!"

He Yaozong couldn't help but laugh jokingly: "Where is Young Master Le now?"

"He's in Kwong Wah Hospital getting an X-ray. Conservatively speaking, he'll be in the ward for a full month."

"He just loves eating brains too much. If we can make his brain a little dull, he won't be so exhausted all day long.

Okay, go say hello to Wuying and get the staff in Mong Kok and Temple Street ready. It’s time to get down to business tomorrow!”

After finishing the call with Ahua, He Yaozong smiled and dialed another number.

The call was to Long Gen.

After Long Gen answered the phone and said hello, He Yaozong went straight to the point.

"Uncle, Young Master Le took Wuying to Tsim Sha Tsui for a drink tonight, but he got shot in the head by someone from Xinji.

"Why don't you go say hello to Uncle Deng? Our division leader and Liansheng's division leader was shot in the head. He should definitely come out and express his opinion, right?"

(End of this chapter)