Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 159 A Sheng and Brother Shrimp

Inside the Kowloon Walled City, in the reception room, Brother Xia was sitting on the sofa, and there was a person sitting opposite him, Ah Sheng.

"Drink tea."

Brother Xia poured him a cup of tea and sighed: "I heard about your brother, so my condolences change."

"Thank you, Brother Shrimp."

Ah Sheng didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "Brother Xia, I won't waste your time any longer. This time I came to you to inquire about someone."

"Who?"

"Fernan."

"Fernan?"

"Brother Shrimp know?"

"What are you doing with him?"

"revenge."

"..."

Brother Xia had a strange expression on his face: "Revenge for Beng Yaju?"

"Yes."

Brother Xia's breathing was a little short, and the shock on his face was hard to hide.

In this era when the Internet is not yet popular, there are very few news channels that ordinary people can access, which is much more closed than later generations.

It can be said that whoever controls the media has the right to speak.

On the second day after the King of Gambling Contest ended, the media that should have made a lot of reports on the popularity of Omen and Lisboa became silent collectively. News related to the King of Gamblers Contest quickly disappeared from the newspapers, which seemed very strange.

People don't care about this, and naturally there are other news to fill their gossip curiosity, but in the eyes of interested people, this matter seems a bit weird.

Although the news of Beng Yaju's death has not been reported, it is not a secret. Not only Brother Xia knows, but all friends on the road have heard of it.

The reason why the media didn't report it was that many people knew that it was because of the identity of the murderer, and Boss He stepped forward and pressed him down.

Boss He didn't want people to know that the world gambler who had just won the first Gambling King Competition killed Beng Yaju, and he didn't want people to know why he killed Beng Yaju.

The Gambling King Contest is a large-scale publicity event planned by Lisboa. The role of the World Gambling King was originally intended to cooperate with the publicity to attract tourists to Omen for tourism and consumption, and to generate income for Lisboa.

But no one expected that on the same day, he would kill Beng Yaju in public.

The world's gambler turned into a murderer, which ruined Lisboa's subsequent publicity plans.

However, even so, Lisboa still had to find a way to help him wipe his ass and press this matter down, because they didn't want people to know how the gambling king had a conflict with Beng Yaju.

If creating a world gambling king can attract 1000 million tourists to Omen, then the news that the gambling king was blackmailed by the gray society after winning money will directly drive away 2000 million tourists.

Lisboa is the signature of Omen, and every tourist will go there to play a few hands after playing.

But no one wants to get into trouble with the gray society just because they win some money.

What?lose money?

No one enters the casino with the purpose of losing money. No matter what they say, they will always have a fluke mentality of winning money.

The leak of this news will cause a huge blow and impact on the image of Lisboa and even Omen.

Brother Xia narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "You mean, Feinan is the masked king of gambling?"

"Probably."

Brother Xia took a sip of hot tea and smacked his lips: "He doesn't live in the Walled City anymore."

"I know."

Ah Sheng took out a check and put it in front of Brother Xia: "Help me find him, the money is yours."

Brother Xia didn't even look at the check, and sneered, "Who are you looking down on?"

"Brother Shrimp too little?"

A Sheng took out another one and put it together.

Brother Xia glanced at it, his eyes fixed on the string of zeros in the amount column of the check.

Is this kid really willing to spend money?

Coughing, Brother Xia adjusted his sitting posture and asked, "Are you so sure it's him?"

"I'm not sure, so I need to be sure."

Brother Xia raised his legs and said with a smile, "Are you not afraid that I will contact Boss He directly if you ask me so directly? He should be able to pay more than you."

A Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he asked: "Do you think Boss He will choose revenge because the masked gambling king disrupted his publicity plan? Then you underestimate Boss He too much, and you don't know how to do business too much." .”

Brother Xia was not angry, but asked with interest: "Why do you say that?"

A Sheng asked again: "Do you think Lisboa relies on tourists' money or gamblers' money?"

Brother Xia didn't even have to think about it: "Of course it's a gambler."

"Yes."

A Sheng nodded: "It's a fool to invest any more money in a business that has already failed. Boss He will never spend money and energy to find someone's trouble just to express his anger. He will only think about it." Ways to turn the unfavorable situation into a favorable situation for him.”

"The reason why Lisboa is willing to spend more money to suppress this matter is to stabilize the hearts of gamblers. Boss He is giving gamblers reassurance, as if saying, come and play with confidence! Win With the money and the cover of Lisboa, it’s okay even if you kill someone! Haha!”

Ah Sheng laughed loudly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Brother Xia frowned and asked, "Has Lisboa put pressure on you?"

"Do you still think about it?"

A Sheng said coldly, "They forced me."

"Oh, that's too unkind."

Brother Xia sighed, and said: "I really don't know where that kid went. He and his cousin's family moved out for several days, and no one knows where they moved. I only know that his cousin Ge Ahua works at TVB..."

Listening carefully to Brother Xia's narration, A Sheng nodded and said, "Brother Xia, please keep an eye on it for me, and let me know if there is any news."

"of course."

Brother Xia smiled and picked up the two checks and flicked them with his fingers.

A Sheng added: "Where did he live before? I want to go and see."

……

Walking in the dilapidated lanes of the city wall with two of his men, Ah Sheng looked around.

"This is the building."

The men sent by Brother Xia pointed to a dark corridor and said something, then walked over first.

He went straight up to the sixth floor and came to the door of the room Feinan rented before. Brother Xia took out the key and opened the door.

In the night, the room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Brother Xia's men groped around the wall for a long time, grabbed a rope, pulled it, and the electric light turned on.

Ah Sheng looked at the layout of the room, the dilapidated furniture, the closed wire bed, and the paper garbage scattered on the floor, which looked a little messy.

"Search to see if there is anything useful."

Ah Sheng ordered his subordinates to search, while he picked up a torn newspaper from the ground and looked at it over and over again.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something move. Immediately afterwards, the light bulb above his head made a crisp sound, burst with a bang, and the filament quickly extinguished.

someone!

Ah Sheng looked in the direction of the back room, and while his eyes were temporarily blind, he saw a tall and strong man with his face covered, charging towards them from the corner like a fired shell!

Bang!
Click!

Several extremely fast sounds of body collision and bone breaking sounded in his ears one after another, followed by Asheng, who only felt a pain in his abdomen, and then he didn't know anything.

(End of this chapter)