Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?"

Wuying turned around, grabbed a machete, and approached his former boss.

He grinned and said, "Okay, the Jingyi Society will be expelled from today!

I can give you a chance to live, but you must kneel down and say thank you to Brother Wuying first!"

"Wuying, why are you talking to Grandpa like that?"

Just when the black fly had cornered Mr. Lin into a state of helplessness, Ah Hua's voice suddenly came from the stairs.

The thugs surrounding Wuying dispersed and made way for Ahua.

Wuying was overjoyed: "Brother Hua, you're out?"

"As soon as I got out, Brother Yao asked someone to arrange for me to work here."

Ahua walked up to Wuying and took the machete from his hand.

It was not until now that Wuying could see clearly that there were two thugs following Ahua, carrying an unconscious man towards this side.

Taking a closer look, I found that this was Tony, the former mortal enemy of Jingyi Society.

Ah Hua swung the machete and chopped it down on the carved pear wood chair in front of him.

Then he pulled over a chair and sat in front of Mr. Lin.

"Fly, that's not how you pick a sign."

After Ah Hua finished speaking, he turned sideways, put his right hand on the handle of the machete, and smiled at Mr. Lin.

"Grandpa, I explained it very clearly that day. Ah Hua has made some progress under Jing Yi's guidance.

I have also done my best for Jingyi, and we parted ways amicably, with no one owing anyone anything.

But I can’t figure out what grudge Tony has against me that would make him tell the police about all the dirty things I did for Jingyi.”

Mr. Lin took a few deep breaths, stabilized his aura, and then responded.

"Ahua, is there any misunderstanding here?"

Ah Hua shook his head indifferently.

"There's no misunderstanding! I'm making such a big fuss just to get justice from you, Grandpa!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Hua had already firmly grasped the knife handle in his hand, with a sharp look in his eyes, which made Mr. Lin feel a chill in his heart.

"After all, you and Tony were once fellow disciples. You wouldn't want to kill him, would you?"

Ahua didn't say anything, but his furrowed brows told Mr. Lin the answer.

Mr. Lin sighed, "So Tony must die?"

"If he doesn't die, you will be buried with him!"

Ah Hua spoke coldly, which made Mr. Lin feel a pang in his heart and he almost couldn't breathe.

The weight of this sentence coming out of Wuying's mouth is completely different from that coming out of Ahua's mouth!

Seeing that Ah Hua had begun to pull the machete out from the back of the chair little by little, Mr. Lin knew that he could no longer hold on.

"Tony betrayed me and provoked the emperor. You killed him, and all the grudges between us are now completely settled!"

click-

The machete was pulled out, which immediately scared Mr. Lin.

However, Ahua did not attack anyone, but instead handed the machete to Mr. Lin.

"The matter of cleaning up the house has to be done by you personally!

I believe the police will be here soon, Grandpa, you don't have much time to think about it!"

Mr. Lin could hardly hold the knife handle in his hand.

He looked at Ahua in disbelief. This henchman who stood up for Jingyi ended up becoming Jingyi's mourner.

Killing his confidant Tony would be equivalent to telling Jingyi's followers that Master Lin was completely ruined!

No one would like to recognize a person who killed his confidant because of coercion as the boss!

If he were twenty years younger, Mr. Lin guaranteed that he would dare to roar at Ahua now, and if he dared, he would chop his neck with a knife.

But things are different now. The older people get, the more they appreciate life.

Ahua didn't give him too much time to hesitate. He just stood up and raised three fingers towards Mr. Lin.

"I'll count to three!"

"three!"

puff-

Blood spurted out and splashed all over Mr. Lin's face.

Lin Gong dropped the machete in his hand tremblingly and fell to the ground.

Ah Hua put down his raised hand, looked at Mr. Lin with disdain, then turned around and waved to the group of people. Everyone gathered and walked downstairs.

From today onwards, Jingyi Society will be removed from Hong Kong Island!

……

Night falls.

Kowloon Walled City, the rooftop of an old tenement building.

A man with brown eyes and a half-long wolf tail came to a dog cage on the rooftop, surrounded by a group of thugs.

"Damn it, why are you so noisy today?"

"Ninth Brother, the ancestral hall in the city is holding a Yulan Festival!"

"Bring some people over there later and beat up these idiots.

Listen up! From now on in Kowloon Walled City, I, Wang Jiu, will be the rule!

The man who is ordering his men to do something is Wang Jiu, who has mastered the hard Qigong to perfection and is as good as a god!

When I lifted the iron plate of the dog cage, I saw a man curled up in it, looking up at me with his eyes narrowed.

“Uh-huh—”

Seeing Di Qiu in a miserable state in the cage, Wang Jiu laughed like a madman.

He bent down, picked up a bamboo pole, and reached into the dog cage as if teasing a dog, poking Di Qiu on the back.

At the same time, he acted coy and said in a strange voice, "Boss, you'd better sign those land transfer contracts.

If you sign the contract, I will let you go back. You won't have to be beaten all day long, and you can go back to be reunited with your wife and children."

Anger showed on Di Qiu's face. He bit his cracked lips and then suddenly spat blood foam at Wang Jiu.

"leave!"

Wang Jiu dodged swiftly, and his strange laughter became even louder.

"I almost forgot, your wife and children were hacked to death a long time ago!"

After saying that, Wang Jiu stood up straight, his expression suddenly changed, and he kicked over the dog cage in front of him.

Before Di Qiu in the cage could react, Wang Jiu had already taken off his glasses and swung a hammer leaning against the wall.

bang-

The cage was flattened, squeezing the iron bars and falling heavily on Di Qiu's back.

puff--

Di Qiu suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his mouth. He suddenly felt that the air was squeezed in his lungs and he couldn't spit it out no matter how hard he tried.

"Hey, Brother Nine, calm down!

Beat him to death, and you won't be able to get these deeds!"

"Nine Brother, let's give him some more ingredients. I don't believe we can't get rid of him!"

Just as Wang Jiu was about to swing the hammer for the second time, a group of thugs stepped forward and grabbed his arms.

"Go away!"

Wang Jiu was incredibly strong. With a flick of his arm, he threw two or three of his men away.

Bang dong——

The hammer hit the concrete floor, Wang Jiu put one hand on his waist, and then stepped on the flattened dog cage.

"Di Qiu, sometimes I really hate this loser Chen Zhan!

Why did he want to kill your entire family? Hiss—I have no way to deal with you now!"

Chapter 61: People's joys and sorrows are not mutually exclusive. I only care about my title deed.

Di Qiu had lost all hope at this point.

As early as twenty years ago, when his wife and children were hacked to death in front of him, he had been living in the shadow of hatred.

"Chen Zhan killed my entire family, leaving me with no one to support me in my old age. I also want him to have no descendants!"

This is the sentence Di Qiu has said most often in recent years.

But at this moment, even his dignity as a city boss was completely stripped away.

"Wang Jiu, cough cough... just kill... just kill me.

I will never give you the title deed to Kowloon City, even if I die!"

"Hahahaha-"

Wang Jiu burst into another crazy laugh.

Then he jumped up and landed on the dog cage that held Di Qiu.

The dog cage was directly stepped on and deformed, and the iron bars pressed against Di Qiu's spine, causing Di Qiu to scream in pain again.