Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Of course I'll go find Brother Sen! After all, he's Uncle's best man, so we should give him the respect he deserves!"

As He Yaozong was about to go out, he found Wuying sitting there stupidly, dialing a number on his mobile phone.

Unable to help but frown, He Yaozong spoke.

"What are you still doing sitting there? Xiwei and the others are listed in the underwater book as Guanzaisen's disciples!

I'm going to question him. Do you think it's appropriate for them to come along?"

"oh oh!"

Wuying slapped his head and quickly stood up.

Inside an apartment building on Da Nan Street.

This is Guan Zaisen’s residence, which has two bedrooms and a living room. The space is not spacious, but it is not cramped either.

This was the residence that Jimmie bought for Guan Zaisen a year ago.

However, Guan Zaisan rarely stayed here. He preferred to stay in the tenement building in Shek Kip Mei Estate, where he was surrounded by fellow Taoists and seemed to fit in better.

At this time, Guan Zaisen was sitting in the bedroom, counting two stacks of banknotes that he had just counted.

"This 50,000 will be used to buy the No. 8 tomorrow, and this 60,000 will be used to buy the Magdeburg next week.

I don't believe I'll lose every time, I'll win once in a while!"

dong dong dong-

Just as Guan Zaisen was about to put the counted banknotes under the bed, there was a knock on the door.

Guan Zaisen immediately became nervous, stuffed the money under the bed, and stood up suddenly.

"Who?"

"Brother Sen, is it convenient for me to come in and chat for a while?"

When Guan Zaisen heard He Yaozong's voice outside, he was stunned at first, but his nervousness was inevitably relieved a lot.

When he came to the living room and opened the door, he saw Wuying and a group of younger brothers following He Yaozong. Guan Zaisen roughly guessed why He Yaozong came.

He Yaozong signaled Wuying to take his men to wait in the corridor outside, then he put his arm around Guan Zaisen's shoulder and entered the room.

After closing the door and just about to find a place to sit down, He Yaozong discovered that there was not even a bench in Guan Zaisen's room!

blah-

After lighting a cigarette, He Yaozong got straight to the point.

"Brother Sen, I just want to ask you one question. Someone has lost a following in our hall recently. Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Guan Zaisen was naturally very unwilling to be demoted.

But He Yaozong's reputation was so bad that Guan Zaisen did not dare to act rashly in front of him.

So he immediately avoided her gaze and started talking about other things.

"What do you mean by losing fans? Ah Yao, I don't know what you are talking about.

I’ve been in Sham Shui Po for so many years, if I wanted to gain fans, why would I wait until today…”

"That's enough! Brother Mori, your words are enough!"

He Yaozong patted Guan Zaisen's shoulder, thought for a moment, and spoke again.

"I know that you, Brother Sen, were forced to hand over your position, and you must be feeling resentful.

But I might as well make it clear. Now that my uncle has handed the affairs of the gang over to me, it’s not me who is trying to kick you out!

If you have any opinions, go talk to Uncle Deng and the others!

I have set a rule for the gang not to allow fans to leave. If anyone dares to break my rule, I will definitely teach him a lesson! "

He Yaozong's expression was calm, but the fierceness in his tone made Guan Zaisen shudder.

"Got it!"

Seeing that Guan Zai Sen had done his job efficiently, He Yaozong changed his tone again.

"Brother Sen, even though you have handed over the position of district leader, it does not mean that you will not have a place in Sham Shui Po in the future.

When I was in trouble in the past, it was you who guided me in. I will never forget this kindness.

Today I can tell you that as long as you don't gamble, the gang will still provide for your retirement!"

Guan Zaisen raised his head with a complicated expression and looked at He Yaozong.

Looking at He Yaozong, he felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to say for a moment.

But he saw He Yaozong reach out and grab his arm, and spoke again.

"I have a small matter tonight, so I'd like to trouble Brother Sen to help me deal with it."

Guan Zaisen spoke tremblingly.

"What...what is it?"

Near midnight, Kwai Chung Container Station 7.

It was still the warehouse where fish were transported. When He Yaozong led Guan Zaisen to the warehouse, Ahua had already been waiting there with his men for a long time.

There was a yellow-haired boy kneeling on the ground with his head hung.

There were dried blood stains on both sides of his cheeks, obviously he had been beaten by Ahua.

"Brother Yao, this loser is called Feizaihong. He said he was working with the Emperor of Dongxing."

Ah Hua, holding a machete and twirling it in his hand, walked up to He Yaozong and said this.

He glanced at the pitiful-looking Fei-zai-hong and asked.

"You're only bringing this one back?"

"Yes, I was afraid of alerting the enemy, so I only brought this one here first."

Ah Hua said this and glanced at Guan Zaisen who was standing next to He Yaozong, and spoke again.

"I've already made inquiries. Emperor and Da Mi have been distributing goods at various stalls in our hall, in addition to Temple Street.

Someone wanted to reveal something to you, but was…"

Guan Zaisen turned his head away uncomfortably. Apparently, someone at the stall wanted to expose some secrets, but he was suppressed.

However, He Yaozong gave Guan Zaisen enough face and did not continue the conversation.

He walked up to the kneeling Fei Zaihong and kicked him to the ground.

"How long have the goods been scattered in my yard?"

Feizaihong looked at Ah Hua who came forward to write the poem and answered quickly and fluently.

"Five days, exactly five days!"

“Besides you, who else is distributing goods here?”

“I don’t know, I really don’t know!

My boss Dami asked me to work here. I am only responsible for getting the goods and selling them. I know nothing else!"

Looking at Fei Zai Hong's scatterbrained look, He Yaozong knew that he was a small fry and that he could not get anything out of him.

He turned around and walked to Ahua.

He whispered, "Let this jerk stay here tonight. Tomorrow morning, chop off one of his hands and then let him go.

I'll ask Guan Zaisen to call Huangdi and Dami and ask them to deliver all the goods they can produce tonight to the pork stall on Da Nan Street.

Then they intercepted the goods and threw them into the garbage dump on Paotai Street!

I'll call Feisha later and let him claim the credit for this work!"

Upon hearing this, Ahua nodded cautiously.

Then He Yaozong turned around and glanced at Guan Zaisen, without saying anything else, waved his hand, and walked out of the warehouse with Wuying and others.

Guan Zaisen also turned around, but was stopped by Ahua.

"Brother Sen, there are some things I need your help with!

Don't leave so quickly, I'll treat you to a late-night snack later."

……

The next day, it was just dawn.

Room 208, a clock hotel on Bowl Lane.

The emperor was lying on the bed, still in a deep sleep.

He was awakened by a violent banging on the door.

"Emperor, open the door!"

Da Mi's angry voice came from outside.

bang bang bang-

The sound of banging on the door had turned into kicking. The emperor rubbed his eyes, got up and put on his pants, while cursing at the door.

"Da Mi! Did you take the wrong medicine so early in the morning? It's soul-inducing!"

When I opened the door, I found Da Mi standing at the door, the flesh on her face trembling, and she was obviously extremely angry.

"What?"

Seeing Da Mi like this, the emperor couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"What's going on? Something happened to the shipment that was delivered to Sham Shui Po last night!

The police have already unpacked everything. Uncle Ben just called me and said, "If the three million worth of goods can't be replenished, you and I will go back to Yuen Long and go sailing with Dadong and the others!"

The emperor immediately jumped to his feet.

"What's going on? It was selling well before!"

"It was that loser Guan Zaisen who reported the matter to He Yaozong!

He Yaozong and his men intercepted our shipment and called the police to report it!"