Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

This scene makes the target shooter want to laugh.

……

At Hetai Tea House, when He Yaozong saw the target shooter and Wang Jianguo dragging Da Mi with a blown-off head into his office, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Yao, if you have anything to say, just ask him yourself."

As he said that, the target shooter grabbed Da Mi's collar and pushed her, knocking her to the ground.

Da Mi crawled up in fear and tried hard to open his right eye which was covered with blood clots.

bang-

Wang Jianguo kicked Da Mi in the waist and ribs again. There was a cracking sound, followed by a hysterical scream from Da Mi.

Obviously, this guy's ribs were broken by Wang Jianguo's kick.

Looking at the big cat squirming on the ground, He Yaozong stepped up to it.

"Why, are you targeting me, the accountant?

What letter do you belong to?"

Da Mi was in so much pain that tears and snot rolled together. She sobbed twice and spoke incoherently.

"Yes...it was Guan Zai Sen who told me...to go and get your two accountants to pay off the debt.

Guanzai Senlei, we lost so much goods... I... I can't explain to Uncle Ben..."

"Are you from Dongxing?"

Hearing that He Yaozong didn't even recognize her, Da Mi couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"That's right...I'm Dongxing Da Mi!"

He Yaozong nodded at Da Mi and smiled.

"I had an idea and asked you to hand over the person, but you pushed the white-headed old man out.

Now you've set your sights on my accountant. It seems you suffered quite a bit of loss last night."

After saying that, He Yaozong raised his foot and stepped directly on Da Mi's broken bone.

"what--"

Da Mi was slapping the floor with her hands in pain, but she heard He Yaozong squatting down.

He asked, "Tell me, where is Brother Sen?"

"Yau Ma Tei Fruit Market, the banana shop on the second floor of Zhou Ji Fruit Shop!

Take your feet away, take your feet away!"

Da Mi was almost fainting from the pain. As He Yaozong exerted force on the soles of his feet, there was another crisp sound. Da Mi's head tilted and she fainted completely.

"Jianguo, target boy, please take good care of these two of us who are in charge of numbers from now on."

"Brother Yao, don't worry. These people from Hong Kong Island are not even qualified to hold guns. Few of them are worthy of our attention."

The target shooter waved his hand, then pulled Wang Jianguo who was still standing there stupidly.

"What are you still looking at? Brother Yao is about to get to work!"

Looking at Da Mi who had fallen to the ground, He Yaozong thought for a moment, then dialed Ahua's number.

……

Yau Ma Tei, on the street opposite Zhou Kee Fruit Shop.

Wuying was sitting on a minibus, looking at Da Mi who had just been woken up by the water, and slapped him in the face.

The slap knocked Da Mi to the ground, breaking the bones in his waist, and he started wailing again.

"It's in Room 201 upstairs, right? How many people are guarding it?"

"There's no one guarding it. I've already given you the key. Just go up and bring him down!"

"Then what are you still standing there for? Make a phone call! Tell the Emperor to come over!"

He picked up Da Mi's phone and threw it next to her. Then Wuying pulled out a machete, which made Da Mi's scalp tingle.

"I'll fight! I'll fight!"

Enduring the severe pain, Da Mi picked up the phone number, stopped crying, and dialed a number.

The call was connected shortly afterwards.

"Big Mi! What the hell are you doing?

You didn't reply to my messages for so long, I thought you were dead!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I've already caught the person, hurry...quickly come to the fruit market!"

"Caught? Did you get any results from the interrogation?"

"You can't ask anything! Just come over and you'll find out!"

Da Mi hung up the phone with a roar, then held her waist which was about to break, and couldn't help but wail again.

Wuying sneered at him and then gave a wink to the henchman beside him.

The henchman immediately understood.

"Brother Wuying, what should we do with this bastard?"

"Listen carefully, we'll kill him and take him to the place over on Portland Street.

Brother Yao has said that he will take us to plant a flag on Portland Street tonight!

"Fly! Get out of here! How dare you kill me on my uncle's land?!"

When he heard that Wuying was going to kill him, Da Mi panicked. He wanted to get up and run away, but the severe pain in his waist was like an invisible hemp rope that tied him to the floor of the minibus and he couldn't move at all.

"White-headed old man! It's so scary!"

Wuying picked up a fire extinguisher from the minibus and smashed it directly on Da Mi's head.

There was only a muffled thud, and Da Mi rolled her eyes and fainted again.

Not far from the minibus, Ah Hua was squatting under a banyan tree smoking.

After looking back and forth at the fruit market and thinking it over, he picked up the phone and called Wuying.

"Fly, are you done?"

"Done! The emperor will be here soon.

When he comes, I'll lead my men upstairs to kill him, collect the two bodies, and take them to Portland Street as a gift to the White-headed Man!"

"There's something I need to explain to you."

Ah Hua crushed the cigarette butt in his hand and lowered his voice.

"Some people, who usually enjoy doing things that bring misfortune to their families and the neighborhood, would be better off dying with Damien and the Emperor.

Brother Yao wants to lead his gang to conquer Bai Tou Weng's territory. No matter what, he needs a legitimate reason!"

Wuying was stunned in the minibus for a moment, then he understood!

"Brother Hua, I understand what you mean!"

"It's good that you understand. It was because I didn't understand that I sat on the bench in Jingyi Society for so many years!"

After saying that, Ahua hung up the phone, then pinched the cigarette butt in his hand, took a deep puff, and flicked the cigarette butt away.

In less than ten minutes, the emperor arrived at the fruit market driving a Crown car.

After getting off the car, he didn't stop for a moment, and prepared to walk up the stairs next to Zhouji Fruit Shop with his two men.

Seeing that everyone who should have arrived was there, Wuying immediately stood up, waved his hand, and all the fighters squeezed in the minibus stood up, drew out the weapons they had prepared long ago, and ran straight to the emperor.

At this time, the emperor had just walked halfway up the stairs with his men when he suddenly heard a rustling sound of footsteps behind him.

Before I could turn around to see what was going on, I felt my heart tighten and my throat feel sweet.

When he looked down again, he saw a sharp knife had pierced his chest.

Youyou turned her head and saw Wuying's domineering face appear in front of her.

Wuying stretched out his hand to push away the emperor who was blocking his way, and then said to the two men who followed him upstairs.

"You two don't need to go up there. Let me show off in front of these big guys!"

"Oh!"

After sending a group of men to wait at the stairs, Wuying put his hands in his pockets and walked quickly towards Room 201.

I took out the key given by Da Mi and the door opened.

The air conditioner in the room was turned up very high. Guan Zaisen was tied up tightly and was curled up in a pile of cold bananas, constantly breathing hot air onto his chest.

"Fly... Take me out quickly, take me out quickly, I'm almost freezing to death..."

A hint of cruelty appeared at the corner of Wuying's mouth, and he slowly closed the door behind him.

Then he walked up to Guan Zaisen, his right hand slowly reaching for the sharp knife behind him.

"Don't worry, Brother Sen, I'll free you right now!"

Sorry, writing 15,000 words a day was really overwhelming. I'll try to refine my thinking in the future and avoid making that kind of blunder...

Chapter 75: White-headed Old Man: Someone wants to use my head to sacrifice to the spirit of Guan Zaisen?

After Wuying finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the sharp knife from behind.

Guan Zaisen thought that Wuying was going to cut the rope for him. Just as he was about to change his position, he saw Wuying suddenly slash down with a knife, piercing his chest directly.

"Hehe..."

Guan Zaisen widened his eyes and looked at Wuying in disbelief.

The blackfly, however, did not have any ambiguity in its meaning.

He pulled out the sharp knife and stabbed Guan Zaisen in the chest again.

A moment later, the blackfly ran out of the air-conditioning room in panic.