Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Where's the stuff?"

"It's hard to bring the stuff here, but I took a few photos and I can show them to you now."

Sha Qiang put his hand into his pocket, and Xiwei, who was standing next to him, immediately perked up. He only relaxed his tense body after he realized that what Sha Qiang took out was really a photo.

The photo was handed to He Yaozong. He Yaozong took it and took a look. It was just as he expected.

In the photo, Yan Chanle was lying in a pool of blood, his hands and feet were cut off at the root, and his body was exposed in the wilderness somewhere.

"pick!"

He Yaozong threw away the photo in his hand and looked at Sha Qiang with a sneer.

"So what do you mean, Brother Kun?"

Sha Qiang took out the mobile phone hanging on his waist and dialed a number.

It was then sent to He Yaozong.

“As young people, we dare not talk about this kind of thing.

Brother Kun wants to talk to you in person, and I hope Brother Yao will give me some face."

He Yaozong snatched the phone from Sha Qiang's hand and winked at Xiwei.

"Xiwei, take him out first!"

Sha Qiang was straightforward. He just waited for He Yaozong to speak and didn't say much. He turned around and followed Xiwei out, leaving He Yaozong and Liang Kun with a private space to talk.

The call was connected shortly afterwards.

"Brother Kun, your men came to Sham Shui Po and found me. I heard you were very angry today."

Liang Kun's hoarse voice came from the phone.

"He Yaozong? Damn it! Last night, Big Brother B sent someone to me, saying that it was you who set the trap for me at Big Net Boy's last time!

You're not going to deny it, are you? You should give me an explanation! "

"Yes! I want to bring down Zhongxinyi. I can't think of any other way, so I have to borrow Brother Kun's power."

To Liang Kun's surprise, He Yaozong admitted it very readily, which made Liang Kun helpless for a while.

There were two sinister laughs from the other end of the phone, and then Liang Kun was heard speaking again.

"Last time you caused me to lose at least 30 million, just compensate me with this money and we'll be even!

Otherwise, you should clean your neck and wait to book a burial plot in Po Fook Hill!"

This failed guy, Liang Kun, really knows how to ask for a lot.

However, He Yaozong didn't think so. Even if he asked for 300 million, he wouldn't be surprised at all, because he had no intention of giving him a penny!

"Brother Kun, I won't make any reservations for now, and I don't have any money."

"Yan Jiachan! Do you think I can't deal with you?!"

"Don't be so angry, just listen to what I have to say first."

He Yaozong smiled and said, "Although I can't afford so much money, I can help you with something else.

Before, I worked under Big Boss B, and I had heard from others that he had interfered with your gang. Whenever your goods came ashore, they would be lost in Big Boss B's hands.

You two have been fighting for so many years, you must have been sworn enemies, right?"

"None of your business! Does it have anything to do with you getting me into a scheme?"

“Of course, you have a grudge against Big Boss B, and I’ve been unhappy with him for a long time.

To give Brother Kun an explanation, how about this: I'll take down Big Boss B for you, and we'll be done with Big Netizen. How about that?

Liang Kun fell into silence.

After a long time, Liang Kun spoke again, but his tone was not as aggressive as before.

"That bastard B, I'll send him down to sell salted duck eggs sooner or later. You don't need to lift a finger, I can handle him!"

"Brother Kun, stop deceiving yourself."

You're doing so well in Mong Kok. If you could have killed Big Boss B legitimately, why would you have waited until today?

If fellow disciples kill each other, they won't be able to gain a foothold in any society. I don't need to teach you this rule, right?"

"It's interesting, but why do I not believe what you say?

No matter what, Big Brother B is Jiang Tiansheng's confidant and the boss of Hongxing!

If you dare to kill him, you'll force the entire Hongxing to attack you. Do you think Liansheng will be able to protect you then?"

“Don’t worry, I have a way to kill Big Boss B and make Jiang Tiansheng lose his temper.

I just might need your cooperation, Brother Kun. I wonder if Brother Kun is free and would like to come sit with me?"

"Fuck off! I don't trust you. If you want to talk, come to Mong Kok!"

"Okay, I'll have someone reserve a table at Dingsheng Teahouse on Tangle Street in an hour and wait for you to come over!"

After the call was hung up, He Yaozong couldn't help but sneer and shook his head.

He was not idle, but quickly dialed the number that Qiu Gangao used for direct contact with him.

The phone rang a few times before it was connected, and Qiu Gangao's voice came out from inside.

"Mr. He?"

"Ao, there's something I need you to do for me."

"Mr. He, please give your orders."

"Look, first, go buy me some professional eavesdropping equipment, and then..."

At four o'clock in the afternoon of that day, the boss of the Hung Hing Mong Kok area, Liang Kun, suddenly ordered a sweep of all eleven venues of Wo Luen Shing in the Tang Lok Street area.

Later, He Liansheng's men arrived at the scene and a large-scale fight almost broke out between the two sides. Fortunately, Feisha from O Ji led a team to the scene in time and stopped the conflict.

However, both sides threatened each other, saying that they would destroy each other's land and kill the other side's boss before they would stop.

Compared to the smoky and polluted Tang Lok Street, Queen's Road in Central presents a completely different scene.

This is one of the most prosperous commercial districts in Hong Kong Island. Everyone who walks in front of a luxury store seems to be an elite of this society.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads proudly, their faces filled with casual confidence.

Fang Ting, wearing a blue slim-fitting camisole and showing off her voluptuous breasts, was wandering around various luxury stores.

"Miss, the total is 188,000. Do you need me to pack it for you?"

"No, just put it on me and swipe the card."

At the front desk of a jewelry store, Fang Ting fell in love with a pair of ruby ​​earrings and without any hesitation, handed the supplementary gold card given to her by Jiang Tiansheng to the teller.

She just felt that life was wonderful.

At this time last year, she was just a model for a magazine, busy all day long, not knowing when she would be able to make a breakthrough.

Later, he was spotted by a scout from a film company and shot several Category III films, which made him famous.

With this fame, she was lucky enough to hook up with Jiang Tiansheng, the leader of Hongxing.

After throwing herself into Jiang Tiansheng's arms, Fang Ting did not miss the opportunity given by fate. She tried her best to make Jiang Tiansheng fall in love with her.

Looking back on the past, she was at the mercy of others, even a photographer in the company could order her around.

But now, all the Hongxing men have to stop and call her "sister-in-law" when they see her!

After walking out of the luxury store, it was getting dark, so she planned to call her followers to go to the parking lot to drive her back.

"I wonder if Mr. Jiang will praise my good taste tonight?"

Just as Fang Ting was looking forward to it happily, the mobile phone she had placed on Ma Zai rang.

Fang Ting took the phone handed to her by the henchman and immediately pressed the answer button.

"Which one?"

"Ms. Fang Ting, it's been a long time since we last contacted each other."

A low voice came from the phone. Fang Ting couldn't help but frown slightly. She had already heard that the person calling her was the boss of her former magazine company.

"Didn't I tell you to stop bothering me? I'm not a model anymore!"

"No, Miss Fang Ting, don't hang up the phone. Listen to me first."

The man on the other end of the phone chuckled and said, "This time is different. I recently discussed a collaboration with the manager of East Weekly and we need a cover model.

After much thought, I think you are the most suitable one.

Think about it, this is East Weekly. If the response is good, you'll have a better chance of becoming famous!"

Fang Ting smiled impatiently: "Sorry, I don't need to be famous. If there is nothing else, I will hang up first!"

"Don't! Miss Fang Ting, I know you are no longer the same as before. You are now with a big boss and have become a phoenix on the tree.

But you also have to think about yourself. Women are men’s business cards!

Would a big boss like Mr. Jiang be short of women? "

The magazine company boss's words immediately hit Fang Ting's soft spot.

Seeing that Fang Ting didn't say anything else, the other party continued.

"If you don't find a way to improve yourself, he'll get tired of playing with you one day.

Identity, only a shining identity can make men flock to you persistently and always keep you fresh.

What I say to you is from the heart as a man. Whether you want to participate in this shoot or not is up to you."

It's not without reason that people say women with big breasts are stupid. Fang Ting only has that little bit of thoughts in her mind, and she has already spent all of them on Jiang Tiansheng.

So after hanging up the phone, she turned her head and looked at the henchman following behind her.

"Drive me to Mong Kok first. I have something else to do tonight. You drive back first."

"Okay, Miss Fang Ting."

It was late at night, inside a food stall in Causeway Bay.

Baopi and Datian were sitting in a corner of the food stall, cooking a pot of hot pot and drinking beer.