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

Chapter 97: Are you, Deng Wei, qualified to speak here? Let He Yaozong come and talk to me!
Tsim Sha Tsui, 11am, on the street opposite the Lin Rui Pavilion Hotel.

The weather was getting hotter. A gangster with an exaggerated hedgehog hair style walked into a fast food restaurant with his shirt hem lifted to his chest, revealing his not-so-remarkable wolf head tattoo.

"Boss, cook me a bowl of egg noodles!"

After the hedgehog-haired guy finished shouting, he immediately found a place to sit down.

As he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a few pieces of tissue paper, he rested his breath against the cold tile wall. Suddenly, he saw a group of patrolling PTUs walking in from the door.

The leading policeman adjusted the beret on his head, then sat down opposite the gangster and looked him over coldly.

The hedgehog-haired man couldn't help but get nervous and quickly pulled his clothes off his chest.

"Sir, I'm not in a gang..."

"I know you're not part of a gang."

The leading sergeant took off the walkie-talkie hanging from his waist and adjusted the frequency.

Just at this moment, the boss came over with a bowl of egg noodles.

He put it on the table, looked at the policemen, and asked with a smile.

"Sirs, what would you like to eat?"

"I want this bowl of egg noodles!"

The seated sergeant took the bowl of egg noodles directly in front of him, then picked up the chopsticks and fiddled with it for a few times, then looked up and glared at the gangster.

"In less than half an hour, I will be discussing the matter with Liansheng and Xinji at the hotel across the street.

I suggest you don't join in the fun here. If something unexpected happens, it would be bad if you were taken back to the police station!"

"oh oh……"

The gangster suddenly realized what was going on, quickly stood up, and ran outside without looking back.

Glancing at the gangster's departing back, the sergeant smiled faintly, then picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and blew on it, while speaking to the boss who was standing aside in a daze.

"Don't worry, we brothers have taken over all the business at noon today.

Cook five more servings of noodles and open a few bottles of cold soda."

……

The news that Xin Ji Axe Jun had agreed to negotiate with Lian Sheng spread to all major newspapers in Hong Kong in less than half a day.

After hearing the news, Fat Deng was so excited that he was shaking all over.

It’s been nearly twenty years, almost twenty years!
He still remembers the scene when Axe Jun took over Xin Ji and Xin Ji leader Xu Jiayan had a toast at Tai Ji Restaurant. Axe Jun slammed the table and shouted at him to bring his gang to fight him if he dared!

After weighing the pros and cons, Fat Deng ultimately did not have the courage to lead his gang to Tsim Sha Tsui to fight with Sun Kee, and was ultimately forced to drink the humiliating toast.

Time flies. Many years later, another tough guy appeared in He Liansheng and finally helped him regain the face he had lost!
It's a pity that this fierce man seems to make him more wary than Axe Jun...

"Chuanbao, go say hello to Long Gen.

Tell him to get ready quickly and go with me to the Linrui Hotel to talk to Axe Jun!"

Fat Deng sat in a Mercedes-Benz, dialed the number that was bombarded, and spoke to him like this.

A troubled voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Wei, A Yao was the one who bought Xin Ji. He spent so much money, but now it's us old guys who are trying to settle the bill.

Even Chuiji, the person in charge, didn't say anything. Isn't that a bad sign?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? We were the ones who saw Tsim Sha Tsui destroyed back then!

This time we have a chance to take it back, so of course we go over there!"

"But on Ayao's side..."

"There's nothing to worry about! He's been working under the banner of the society, and it's time to wrap things up. It's only right for us to stand up for him!"

Chuanbao was speechless on the other end of the phone.

This is Fat Deng. For decades, he has placed himself above the society. No matter how the people in charge change, he is always the one who makes the decisions at critical moments.

After hanging up the phone, he drove all the way to Nathan Road and called back again.

"Brother Wei, Long Gen said he's feeling a little unwell today, so he won't be going to Tsim Sha Tsui."

"If he doesn't want to go, then he won't go. Go wait for me at the Linrui Hotel later!"

"I think it's better to say hello to A Yao..."

"If you're not going, hang up the phone right now and stop whining to me!"

Fat Deng hung up the phone and dropped it on the chair beside him. He leaned back with his hands on the crutch, and there seemed to be a sharpness in his eyes that seemed to be in his prime.

But no one knew that he didn't dare let He Yaozong go and negotiate with Axe Jun.

He was afraid that the scene of the discussion would turn into a tea party where Axe Jun shared his experience as a traitor with He Yaozong.

After all, Axe Jun was his most proud disciple back then, and Fat Deng knew his personality better than anyone else.

If the two of them get together, heroes will appreciate heroes, and good men will appreciate good men. If He Yaozong is persuaded, he might become the biggest joke in the history of Hezidui for a hundred years!

In the banquet hall on the second floor of Linrui Pavilion, a red carpet has been laid leading directly to the large banquet table.

The long table, which was more than twenty feet long, was covered with bright yellow silk. On it were placed a golden pig, a gentian spot more than three feet long, and a wide variety of dishes.

On both sides of the long table, there were tin pots filled with freshly heated double-distilled tea.

Compared with the grand banquet that Xu Jiayan hosted for Fat Deng, it is only higher, not lower.

Axe Jun sat at one side of the long table, his eyes fixed on the outside of the banquet hall.

At this time, both sides of the banquet hall were already filled with young men who came to support the event.

On the east side are the henchmen from various stalls of Axe Jun's lineage.

Opposite is Wo Luen Sing, a chain from Sham Shui Po and Jordan, with good players in each stall.

Everyone was looking outside eagerly. This was a rare feast of martial arts that only happened once in ten years.

The fierce players of Heliansheng in the past and the fierce players of Heliansheng today will gather here.

Perhaps, we need to put an end to the 20-year feud in Tsim Sha Tsui once and for all.

step-step-

At this time, the rhythmic sound of crutches tapping on the ground could be heard from the bottom of the stairs.

Axe Jun couldn't help but frown, and then his face drooped.

As expected, the person who appeared at the door of the banquet hall was not He Yaozong.

But it was Fat Deng, the person Axe Jun least wanted to see!
Swah——

Axe Jun stood up directly.

"What's going on with the people downstairs?! Did I say I'd invite Deng Wei to talk shop today?!"

As Axe Jun stood up, the Xinji thugs on one side of the banquet hall also stood up and looked at Fei Deng with unfriendly expressions.

Looking at He Liansheng's side, except for a few people from the Jordan Hall who stood up, the rest were sitting where they were, not even looking at Fat Deng.

This made Fat Deng feel depressed. It turned out that the gang in Sham Shui Po no longer cared about him, the "emperor" of He Liansheng!

Fat Deng stopped and pulled his hand away from the man who was supporting him, then slowly looked up at Axe Jun.

“Axe Jun, back then, Old Xu from Xinji set up a table and invited me to come over and talk business.

You also set up a table of wine here for Lao Xu today, so can't I come over?!"

Fat Deng's voice is like a loud bell. It must be mentioned that even a tiger in his twilight years still has some murderous aura.

Many of Xinji's men have already started looking at Axe Jun, waiting for him to make a decision.

Axe Jun walked towards Fei Deng with his hands behind his back, stood in front of Fei Deng with his hands behind his back, and had no intention of letting him pass.

"Are you the leader of Heliansheng? Or did you lead people into Tsim Sha Tsui?"

Fat Deng glanced at him coldly. "We at Liansheng have always valued respect for teachers! When the younger generation does something wrong, the elders step in to smooth things over. What's wrong with that?"

"Fuck your mother's respect for teachers!"

Axe Jun didn't want to continue talking nonsense and pointed at Fat Deng's nose.

"You, Deng Wei, have no right to speak here. Let He Yaozong come and talk to me!!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was in an uproar!

Axe Jun is still the same Axe Jun from back then. Even facing Deng Wei, who was at the peak of his career at that time, he still refused to bow his head.

Deng Wei is now so old that he can hardly walk, so there is no reason for Axe Jun to give him face!
This inevitably made Fat Deng angry.

"Axe Jun, Four-Eyed Dragon personally ordered you to come forward and have a good talk with He Liansheng!

If you feel you haven't been beaten enough, then don't drink this glass of wine today. Go back and prepare. I wonder how long you can keep yourself in silence!"

"I can keep my mouth shut until the day you're buried!"

Axe Jun's voice still echoed throughout the house.

He put his hands behind his back and looked around at the thugs on both sides, then said in a deep voice.

"I just don't understand how you and Liansheng have let Deng Wei be in charge for so many years! Look at him, he has trouble walking even a few steps!

With just such an old man, he specifically picked out the most powerful people in the society to suppress, causing He Liansheng, which has tens of thousands of members, to have only produced such a brave and powerful person in the past 20 years!

Even with this, he still has the audacity to try to steal the credit from these youngsters. Even my axe can't cut through your shameless face!"

Axe Jun was already holding back his anger, and he had already completely fallen out with Fat Deng, so naturally he couldn't give Fat Deng any face.

Every word of these words was heartbreaking. Not only Fat Deng, but also the gang of thugs including He Liansheng felt ashamed.

But there is no way to refute it!
Why? Because the opponent said the truth that many of the Heliansheng gangs dared not to say over the years!

"Axe Jun! If you're here just to show off your power, then there's nothing much to say!
I couldn't defeat you 20 years ago, but I will defeat you someday!"

Fat Deng was so angry that sweat broke out on his forehead. He stomped his crutch to the ground, and his voice was no different from Axe Jun who was standing opposite him.

Axe Jun couldn't help but sneer and stared at Fat Deng.

"Okay, I didn't get the chance to take your skin twenty years ago, so this time you don't have to leave at all!

Just so you can see clearly, I'm just like you, Deng Wei. I haven't changed in the past twenty years! ! "

"Uncle Deng, Brother Jun, why are you so angry?"

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a light voice came from the door of the banquet room.

Everyone looked sideways and found that He Yaozong was already walking towards them with a group of people.

He Yaozong had a faint smile on his face and waved to Ahua, who had already been sitting on the west side of the hall.

"Ahua, you are really something. Uncle Deng is so old and his legs are not so flexible.

Just letting him stand here is too unreasonable for you, as a junior."

Ah Hua immediately understood, ran over quickly, and supported Fatty Deng.

"Uncle Deng, go sit over there and rest your feet."

Fat Deng turned his head and glanced at He Yaozong, and now he understood what was going on.

He no longer had the chance to take the main seat where Axe Jun had set up the banquet.

But there is a time limit for improvement. The most important thing right now is to put an end to Axe Jun's prestige.

This guy embarrassed himself in front of so many people, which really made him lose face.

It was also because the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for twenty years was too suffocating. In a moment of anxiety, Fat Deng, who was used to having the final say in He Liansheng, forgot that Axe Jun would never give him face.

After sending Fei Deng away, He Yaozong gestured to Chen Luojun and others following behind him to sit next to Ahua, and then without waiting for Axe Jun's greeting, he walked straight to the main seat.

Axe Jun didn't say much and followed He Yaozong back to the main table.

The two men sat down facing each other, and immediately a thug came forward, picked up the tin pots placed in front of each of them, and filled the wine glasses in front of them with wine.

“Over the years, I seldom stop by Tsim Sha Tsui.

I heard that a powerful player has emerged recently in Heliansheng. At first, I thought it was just a joke. After all, shallow waters cannot support potential dragons.

I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door so soon. I have to admit, you're quite ruthless."

Axe Jun spoke first, then picked up a cigar on the table, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

He Yaozong half leaned back in his chair and did not respond to Axe Jun's words.

But Axe Jun didn't care. He exhaled a puff of cigar and continued.

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to recover the money you’ve spent in the past two days even if you work in Tsim Sha Tsui for a year.

I know that young people are full of vigor and don’t seek anything but to feel at ease.

But what I want to tell you is that the water in Heliansheng is shallow and can only feed turtles.

If you are really interested in Tsim Sha Tsui, then you can also switch to Sun Kee and I will hand over all the sites in Tsim Sha Tsui to you to manage!"

The entire hall suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone knew that Axe Jun was taking the opportunity to tease Fat Deng.

But who knows... maybe he is serious?
He Yaozong still didn't speak. His right hand drooped on the back of the chair, but his eyes were fixed on Axe Jun opposite him.

This made Axe Jun feel a little unhappy.

Xu Jiayan had told him to try his best to make big things small and small things disappear.

The bad guy from the opposite side seemed to have grasped my weakness. He refused to say a word and just waited for me to put forward the conditions and talk.

"Okay, let's talk about something practical.

I know you are planning to set up a minibus line in East Kowloon.

So, I will let Wan Xinrong give the minibus business here to you. If you want to do any business in Tsim Sha Tsui, you can discuss it with me.

I have a lot of business here, maybe I can let you invest.

But let me be clear: you can invest, but you can't bring people over to see the scene!"

Axe Jun felt that he had shown enough sincerity. If the loser on the other side didn't respond, there would be no need to talk anymore.

"What about Prince Gang's matter? Our Jordan leader is still lying in the hospital!"

"Didn't I just tell you about Prince Gang?!"

He Yaozong shook his head: "What you just told me, I only count as the interest on the money I spent in the past two days!"

"Pull! So what do you want?!"

Axe Jun slammed the table, knocking over the wine glass in front of him.

He Yaozong took his hands off the back of the chair, leaned forward slightly, and still stared straight at Axe Jun.

"Maybe I'll have to trouble Jun Ge to move out of Tsim Sha Tsui. Just return the same amount of land you brought with you from Heliansheng back then!

"I haven't charged you a penny of interest in twenty years. Isn't that fair?"

These words made Axe Jun laugh out of anger.

When he moved to Sun Kee, he didn't take away much territory, just the area around Tsim Sha Tsui Pier.

Over the past twenty years, his territory in Tsim Sha Tsui has expanded several times. In addition, the strategic significance of the Tsim Sha Tsui East Pier area is far less than it was in the past. There is actually not much loss in returning the territory.

But people live by their face and trees live by their bark!

If a proud and arrogant person like Axe Jun hands over his territory because of a little pressure, it would be better to kill him directly!
He is not as knowledgeable as Four-Eyed Dragon, nor as elegant and magnanimous as Four-Eyed Dragon. He is just a fighter.

If a thug doesn't even care about his basic dignity, he is no different from a loser!
"He Yaozong, you are sharp enough!

I just wonder if you've ever thought about the fact that a sharp-minded young man like you is prone to being targeted when you go out?"

He Yaozong sneered.

"I have nothing, and I have to rely on my life to gamble.

Before I started fighting with you, Jun Ge, I had made preparations and left enough money for a friend I trust.

At the same time, I also gave him a list. If anything happens to me in the future, the names of those who have a grudge against me should be written on that list.

Every time someone kills someone on my list, they get a million from my friend."

He Yaozong stopped smiling and his eyes became cold as he spoke.

"I was wondering if I should add Jun's name to this list as well!"

“You’re scaring me!!”

"If Jun Ge knows me well enough, he should understand that I only threaten people, but never scare them."

He Yaozong's tone was unusually cold, but Axe Jun did not dare to underestimate the weight of his words.

He was young once, and He Yaozong's almost crazy fighting style in the past two days is even worse than his back then.

However, both parties have already discussed things to this point, so there is naturally no possibility of reaching an agreement in today's talks.

Axe Jun also looked at He Yaozong and laughed sinisterly.

"Okay! If you like playing, I'll play with you till the end!

I want to see how confident you are and whether you can play with me in Tsim Sha Tsui for a few days.

I just want to warn you: when you can no longer play, I will go to Sham Shui Po to find you!

He Yaozong waved his hand, knocked over the wine glass in front of him, and stood up.

He replied lazily, "Then let's play till the end. We are in Sham Shui Po and we are mostly doing some small business, which can't compare to Jun Ge's big business in Tsim Sha Tsui.

If Jun Ge likes it, I can close all the stores today.

From now on, we will fight from morning till night, until the police are alerted, our stories make the headlines of all the major newspapers, and appear on the cover of Asia Weekly, until we are all begging on the streets!"

After saying that, He Yaozong walked out of the banquet hall with his hands folded.

The sound was not loud, but it was like hearing thunder in the silence.

When have you ever heard such encouraging words while fighting with Liansheng?
At that moment, everyone stood up at once, even the henchmen from the Jordan Gang followed He Yaozong involuntarily, surrounding him and walking outside.

But no one noticed Fat Deng, who had a complicated expression, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

He stood up tremblingly with the help of his followers and looked at He Yaozong's back, feeling unprecedented fear in his heart!
(End of this chapter)