Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

As a result, these idiots not only stole the goods, but also hacked Ashan into a cripple!

We wanted to clean up our mess, but these Vietnamese guys started saying they wanted to kill our whole family.

As a result, Yan Jing has locked his wife and children at home and dares not even go out!

He Yaozong nodded. "These Vietnamese guys seem pretty aggressive. Can I get their photos? I can send people to do something."

Yan Jing just smiled bitterly and didn't take He Yaozong's words seriously.

In his opinion, He Liansheng let such an unknown younger brother receive them, which clearly showed that he did not want to have any more entanglement with them.

I immediately felt more disappointed: "I know this matter is not easy to settle, and I have no other intention in coming here to find you.

I hope Heliansheng can give us a roof over our heads so that these three brothers will be more cautious and not act recklessly.

"Brother, you're still young, and I don't want you to be targeted by these Vietnamese guys. At most, I can become a tainted witness for the police, but I won't let these idiots have it easy!"

He Yaozong sneered, then took out a cigarette and lit it.

Taking a deep breath, he glanced at his glasses with disdain.

"If you can't swallow this, then stop talking nonsense and go back to prepare the photos so I can get back to work!"

……

Pengcheng, Shekou Bay.

As the sky grew darker, an unused warehouse on the seashore became gloomy.

Several men were sitting on the ground, eating their lunch boxes in big mouthfuls.

"We received a call from Hong Kong Island. The Shar-Pei guy from Diamond Hill stole our goods and is being targeted by the police!

This bastard Shapi Li keeps claiming to be our fellow countryman, but when it comes to doing things, he is just as unreliable as those bastards from Hong Kong Island!

Brother Jianjun, if the Hong Kong police and the public security bureau inform each other by then, I’m afraid we won’t be able to escape!”

A tall and thin man finished eating first, threw away the lunch box in his hand, and spoke to a man with a flat head sitting upright in the crowd.

The man did not respond, but another younger man sitting next to him spoke.

"Target boy, don't talk while eating or sleeping, big brother won't pay attention to you now.

But we already knew what you're talking about. Big Brother asked us to come here so that we could cross the sea tonight and kill that idiot Shapi Li!"

The target shooter moved over and sat down next to the man who took over the conversation.

"Jianguo, did Big Brother tell me to go across the sea and do something to his mother again this time?"

"I don't know about that. Why don't you ask Big Brother?"

The target shooter glanced at his elder brother Wang Jianjun who was still chewing his food carefully, then sneered.

“Never mind, I didn’t touch anything, but I’d feel uneasy if I didn’t get some back from Hong Kong Island.

A while ago, a human trafficker contacted me and told me that a gang in Hong Kong was hiring a gunman for 80,000 yuan to kill an enemy.

I was thinking since I was already there, why not take the deal?"

"Damn it! 80,000 yuan for a life, doing this kind of business is worse than begging!

In my opinion, it would be better to pick another gold shop and take advantage of his mother directly.

The harvest is good, I won’t have to go to Hong Kong Island in my lifetime! "

"Shut up!"

Wang Jianjun had already put down his lunch box and glared at his brother.

"Jianguo, do you want to die?!"

"What are you afraid of? Just sprinkle some water!

If you succeed, you can eat steak. If you fail, you can go to Huang Hua (detention center) and shoot!"

The younger brother Wang Jianguo disagreed and retorted to his elder brother while gnashing his teeth.

Chapter 38 Feisha: Congratulations on winning the jackpot Tsim Sha Tsui Lian Haolong

Wang Jianjun stood up suddenly, causing a gust of wind.

He strode up to Wang Jianguo, stretched out his broad right hand and grasped the back of Wang Jianguo's neck.

"Jianguo, you've also been shot at!

Don't say such irresponsible and stupid things in front of me anymore!"

Wang Jianguo raised his head and glanced at Wang Jianjun, and found that his elder brother's eyes were filled with murderous intent. It was obvious that he was getting angry because of his talk.

Wang Jianguo swallowed and lowered his voice.

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is..."

"That's better. I'm only going to tell you this once!"

Patting the back of Wang Jianguo's head, Wang Jianjun did not relax his expression.

He straightened his back and glanced around.

"If you can't even finish a mouthful of food in five minutes, then don't eat!

Put everything down and assemble!"

shhhhh--

Everyone stopped what they were doing as if by reflex, stood up together, and quickly lined up.

"Listen carefully, during this sea crossing, no one is allowed to leave the team without my order!

Did you understand everything?!"

"I understand!"

……

At night, around eight o'clock.

Feisha drove his Toyota to the entrance of Hetai Teahouse.

The parking attendant at the door forced a professional smile and was about to go up to ask Feisha if he needed valet parking.

But after seeing Feisha's face, his smile disappeared instantly.

"Don't be alarmed. I'm not here to check your cards."

Feisha threw the car keys into the parking attendant's arms, then walked into the teahouse with his hands behind his back.

"Where's He Yaozong?"

"Sha Sir, Brother Yao is upstairs reviewing the accounts."

"What the hell are you doing? Go tell him to get me some tea bags right now. I have something important to tell him!"

After saying that, Feisha mumbled something and walked straight upstairs with a big belly.

In the private room of the Peony Pavilion, He Yaozong pushed the door open and walked in with a box of tea.

"Sir Sha, you're so free tonight that you even come here for tea after work?"

After greeting Feisha, he went to get the teapot to make tea.

Feisha just sat on the sofa and smoked.

It was not until He Yaozong made the tea that he looked up at He Yaozong.

"Who told you I'm off work?

Because of you, I have to stay up late tonight and will definitely be pulled back to work overtime soon!"

He Yaozong immediately understood. He sat on the sofa next to Feisha and asked.

"Why, those demolishers who sell goods on Temple Street are here to help Yan Chanle?"

"You guessed it right, and congratulations on winning the jackpot.

An informant revealed that the person who came to Temple Street tonight to cause trouble was Lian Haolong, the worst villain in Tsim Sha Tsui East!

"Loyalty?"

Feisha glanced at He Yaozong unhappily: "How many Lian Haolongs are there?"

Feisha reached into his pocket, took out a business card and handed it to He Yaozong.

“The Zhongxinyi gang is always ready to risk their lives, so don’t be stupid and fight them to the death.

If anything happens tonight, remember to call me anytime. That way, it will be good for you, me, and everyone else! "

He Yaozong took the business card from Feisha, took a look at it, and then put it in his pocket.

"Sir Sha, could you please let me know what time the loyal and righteous people will come tonight?"

“It’s hard to say, but I guess they’ll start the trouble around 11 o’clock.

The PTU patrolling that hour is changing shifts, and they need to grab some late-night snacks to fill their bellies. It's the perfect time to blow up some chicken and start a fight, then go and destroy your place."

He Yaozong looked solemn. He lowered his head to think for a moment, then looked at Feisha.

"Sir Sha, if the movie starts tonight, could you give me ten minutes?"

"What do you want to do?"

He Yaozong said nothing, but walked quickly to the closet in the tea room and took out paper and pen.

Then he wrote down a string of signboard names of temple street vendors in a swift and graceful manner.

"I'll trouble you, Sir, to take special care of these establishments tonight. As for the others, Sir, you don't need to worry about them."

Don't worry, if you bring your team out tonight, you'll definitely reap the rewards!

Feisha took the note handed to him by He Yaozong, glanced at it briefly, and wanted to ask something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"Well, I owe you a huge favor!

But let me make it clear first, my superiors have ordered me to be on standby at Temple Street tonight. If you can’t make it, just call me. Don’t do anything extreme!

If this gets too difficult to resolve, I won't be able to help you!"