Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

Then a fat body slid out from the back seat.

He had a round head, crew cut, a big belly, a gray shirt, suspenders, and a lacquered wooden cane in his hand, and it was difficult for him to walk.

To uninformed passersby, it is difficult to associate this old man who is like a spirit ball with the Emperor He Liansheng who claims to have 50,000 members.

"Long Gen, do you still have the Maojian that Big Boss Quan gave you? Make me a cup!"

Before entering the door, Fat Deng's slightly dull voice came in.

Long Gen then stood up and laughed at Fatty Deng who was outside.

"Yes! I knew you were coming, so I prepared everything."

After saying that, Long Gen was about to pour tea, but was stopped by He Yaozong.

"Uncle, I'm coming!"

After entering the room and sitting down, Fei Deng waited for He Yaozong to hand the hot tea to him. Only then did Fei Deng raise his eyelids and look at He Yaozong for a few times.

"He's a decent young man, but he's too good at causing trouble!

Long Gen, you need to discipline this young man properly!"

After saying that, Fat Deng grabbed the tea and took a sip, then put down the cup and looked at He Yaozong again.

"If you want to rely on Heliansheng for shelter, I have no objection.

But once you join Heliansheng, you have to abide by the rules of Heliansheng.

Why don't you want to hand over the land you've taken over in Temple Street to the community?"

Long Gen quickly said, "Brother Wei, you can't say that, A Yao..."

"I didn't ask you!"

Fei Deng interrupted Long Gen directly and then asked He Yaozong again.

"Answer me, why do you disagree with the club's allocation?"

It has to be said that although Fat Deng is in his twilight years, his influence in the Heliansheng team is still there.

Just one look made Long Gen shut up.

But facing Fat Deng's questioning, He Yaozong remained calm.

He asked in return, "Uncle Deng, thank you for being such a powerful person and still caring about a mere child like me.

I have no opinion on the distribution of the clubs, I'm just curious about one thing.

Since Young Master Le is so fond of the Temple Street area, and his land is so close to it, why didn't he gather his men and plant a flag there earlier?

When Long Gen heard the voice, his eyes lit up immediately, and he praised this kid in his heart for his courage!

This time, Fei Deng came into the room without asking why and didn't even give Long Gen a chance to speak.

He started by questioning why their gang did not obey the assignment of the "society", which clearly showed that he was trying to use his power to force the Sham Shui Po gang to submit.

But he didn't expect that the young man was so full of rage and couldn't hold his breath, so he actually dared to jump out and confront him!

"Good question! Long Gen, is this what you meant?"

It was impossible for Fat Deng to explain to a junior like Ho Yiu-chung that he was determined to support Lam Wai-lok, nor could he explain that it was not easy for Lam Wai-lok to hold on to his territory in Jordan, let alone plant a flag in Temple Street.

He simply changed the subject and directed his attack at Long Gen.

This is exactly the effect He Yaozong wanted. No matter how much he talked with Fat Deng, it would not be as valuable as his "one-man show" with Liansheng.

Kicking the ball to Long Gen can at least maximize the benefits for yourself.

Chapter 36 Ah Hua, find a big circle boy to go across the sea to do things

"Brother Wei, you always tell us retired old bones that we should care about the younger generations in the club.

The territory of Temple Street was acquired by A Yao with his own money. The brothers in the gang made money and the gang expanded its influence.

"He Liansheng has a good relationship with us, and we are loyal and righteous. If I just give away the territory we conquered, wouldn't that make the brothers below feel disappointed?"

Long Gen knew Fei Deng very well - this guy had been talking about rules for decades, and relied on just one rule to keep the highest power of Heliansheng firmly in his hands.

But by relying on rules to constrain the society, he will eventually become a slave to these clichés.

Sure enough, Fat Deng opened his eyes slightly and began to slow down his tone.

"According to what you said, isn't Ah Le a brother of Lian Sheng and me?

You all make a living in the Yau Tsim Mong area. If Ah Lok succeeds, you, Long Gen, will also benefit! "

Long Gen understood that Fei Deng was giving both sides a way out.

If he doesn't take this step, Fat Deng will have to talk to him about the "rules" he set.

"Ah Le is my brother, but my gang has fourteen brothels, and Ah Le is quietly taking away ten of them. Isn't that a bit too much?"

There was a gleam in Fat Deng's eyes.

He turned his gaze back to He Yaozong.

"Ayao, Long Gen has entrusted you with so many places to manage. Do you think you can handle it?"

"Uncle Deng, the more the better!"

He Yaozong blocked Fat Deng's bargaining space without even thinking about it.

As a last resort, Fat Deng had to nod.

"Well, since you are so sharp, I might as well add some more excitement to you.

Glasses from Kwai Chung has been looking for me for some time. His disciple, Ashan, was hacked to pieces by a group of Vietnamese in Nam Sang Wai, and these Vietnamese were planning to attack Glasses and his gang.

Some time ago, he even threatened to kill Yan Jing's entire family.

Over the years, Yan Jing knew that he was weak, so he had been talking to him about joining He Liansheng with his territory.

Taking this opportunity, if you, the Sham Shui Po branch, can help Yan Jing settle this matter, you can simply let Yan Jing join your Sham Shui Po branch. I believe it will be more popular than that small territory in Temple Street!"

Upon hearing this, Long Gen quickly responded before He Yaozong could speak.

"Brother Wei, we are not police officers!

Those Vietnamese guys in Nam Sang Wai are all desperate criminals. They use guns to beg for a living on the sea. If you ask Ah Yao to take this business, aren't you sending him to his death?"

Fat Deng snorted coldly, "Isn't he fearless? If you want to bite off a tough bone, you need a good pair of teeth!

How can I believe he can gain a foothold in Temple Street if he doesn't show me some ability?"

He Yaozong took over.

"Uncle Deng, your words are as good as gold. Since you have asked me, a subordinate, to do something, how can I refuse?

But I think this deal is unfair. Those guys wearing glasses are just running a container terminal in Kwai Chung.

I know the docks are a popular place, but it's not worth fighting a bunch of desperadoes for it!"

Fat Deng leaned back slowly, picked up the tea to moisten his throat, and began his long speech.

"If you only consider whether something is worth doing when you're out there, then what are the rules for it?

At that time, the founder of Hongmen, Tian Baoxin, sent the incense master of Yongyi Hall, Hei Gu Ren, to Hong Kong Island to clean up the Hongmen incense hall. The word "He" came into being, and the gang motto of "harmony is the most important thing and brothers should be respectful and humble to each other" was established.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed. Although the "He" character has eventually fallen apart and split into "He Liansheng", "He Anle", "Hongsheng", "Shengyi" and other characters, the Hongmen disciplines are still the foundation of our foothold!

Although the Yanjing lineage has lost its talents, it is the only bloodline left by Shengyi. A hundred years ago, it was one family with us and Liansheng.

Now that Shengyi is in trouble, how can we and Liansheng just sit back and do nothing?"

He Yaozong couldn't help but despise Fei Deng in his heart. Fei Deng had just said that Yan Jing had been wanting to merge into He Liansheng over the years, but Fei Deng had never agreed.

Now that the group of people wearing glasses are about to be wiped out by the Vietnamese family, he knows how to take advantage of the situation and pull himself out to play the role of the good guy.

Long Gen on the side was winking at him frantically, indicating that he should not take this business, but He Yaozong did not think much about it.

"Well, since Deng Boken has given me this opportunity to stand out, I must seize it.

Please tell Uncle Deng and Glasses how they are. I want to know where these Vietnamese guys from Nam Sang Wai come from!"

Fat Deng was slightly surprised when he heard the voice.

He didn't know if the brat in front of him was truly ignorant of his own limitations, or if he had some other plan.

In short, Fat Tang was already very unhappy with this junior who dared to talk back to him. If Ho Yiu-chung was incompetent, he would only bring trouble to Wo Luen Shing in the future.

If he has the ability, it will be even more troublesome. Such a person will grow up to be a figure like Big D sooner or later. By then, when He Liansheng has two such strong men, will the Senate still have the qualifications to point fingers at them?

But Fat Deng quickly calmed down.

“Okay, if you can handle this matter, I’ll leave the management of Kwai Chung to you from now on!

As for Temple Street, I think you and Ah Le's people should each take half of the places to look after them.

Wait until you've settled the glasses issue and shown Ah Le your abilities, then we can make other arrangements."

"Okay, but Uncle Deng, I have a condition."

Fat Deng raised his eyelids lazily: "What are the conditions?"

"How come all these places on Temple Street are taken over by me? If Young Master Le wants to take over, I'm always welcome to do so. But I have to wait until I've finished selecting the places, and then I can give the rest to Young Master Le!"

"Then it's settled!"

After Fat Deng finished speaking, he grabbed the already warm tea and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stood up with the help of his crutches and left the living room tremblingly with the help of his followers.

Looking at Fat Deng's departing back, Long Gen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Ayao, after all these years, you are the only junior who dares to stand up to him."

"Uncle, I'm not arguing with him.

All I know is that when I was at my wit's end, it was my uncle who gave me a place to stay and shelter from the wind and rain.

Someone is trying to take food from Grandpa's bowl, and as his younger brother, I can't just sit back and watch."

Long Gen shook his head and glanced at He Yaozong.

"Laugh, can you still laugh?

Deng Wei had no good intentions. The gang in Nanshengwei had no rules and always carried guns when doing things.