Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

Sai Wan Kei pushed the mahjong tiles aside and picked up a cup of tea from the table to moisten his throat.

He didn't believe that Liang Kun had invited them over today just to play mahjong; there must be some other deeper meaning.

Upon hearing Brother Kei's voice, Handsome Kun looked away and snapped his fingers at his henchman Ah Bing, "Go and bring the things in."

"Understood, Brother Kun."

Ah Bing nodded, turned around, and took out a large leather suitcase from the office.

Liang Kun took the heavy leather suitcase and opened it.

"crash"

The Hong Kong dollars inside poured out like they were free.

The piles of brand-new Hong Kong banknotes made Brother Kei, Ah Chao, and Ma Wang Jian swallow hard.

"Here is fifteen million, five million for each of you, as a gift from me to you all. However..."

Liang Kun placed his hands on the mahjong table, his authoritative gaze slowly sweeping across the three faces, and his deep, husky voice rang out:

"Don't take it yet. Let me finish what I have to say."

"Gan Zitai and a hundred super thugs have been killed. You all know what the situation is now."

“Our Hung Hing now faces external threats from Tung Sing and Wo Luen Shing, while internally we are under the autocratic rule of Chiang Tin-sang!”

“That bastard Prince Luo even said today that he has his eye on Gan Zitai’s territory and no one is allowed to touch it.”

"Everyone, I don't know if you feel the same way I do, but Hung Hing has suffered such a big setback this time, someone has to be held accountable."

After Liang Kun finished speaking, Ma Wang Jian and Ji Ge looked at each other in bewilderment.

Ah Chao spoke up: "I'm the youngest in the family here, so I'll speak the truth. Mr. Jiang is no longer suitable to be the leader of Hung Hing. He must take responsibility for this incident."

Ah Chao and Liang Kun have known each other since they were young, and they have a good relationship.

Someone started to speak, and Ma Wangjian also said in a deep voice, "Sigh, two weeks ago, we were all thinking that Hung Hing could polish its brand again this time. I even put up five million to bet on the Crown Prince to win. And look what happened? Now I can't even face anyone when I go out."

Brother Kei lit a cigarette and nodded in agreement, saying, "It's really embarrassing. Just a few days ago, I was having a great talk with a big spender about opening a bus route. Damn it, when I called him today, he turned his back on me."

After pouring out his grievances, Brother Ji asked, "Ah Kun, what do you want to do?"

"To be honest, I, Liang Kun, want to take Jiang Tiansheng's position! The only way for Hung Hing to become strong again is through reform! Jiang Tiansheng is too belligerent. If he continues to sit in the top position, it is an incompetence of all of us who are in charge!"

"Jingle Bell!"

Just then, a rapid phone call interrupted Liang Kun's impassioned speech.

"Brother Yao, what's up?"

When Liang Kun answered the phone and heard Chen Yao, the White Paper Fan, his serious expression changed, and he put on a lazy expression again.

He took out a cigarette and lit it.

As the boss of Mong Kok, what cigar can't Leung Kwan afford?

However, he prefers the throat hit of cigarettes, an experience that cigars cannot provide.

"Brother Kun, I've thought about what you told me yesterday. Let's talk about it in person. It's hard to explain over the phone."

Chen Yao still had a smile on his face as he spoke.

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"I'm surprised," Liang Kun asked.

“Yes, I’ve figured it out. Old Chiang is no longer suitable to sit in this position.” Chen Yao took a drag on his cigarette, his smile widening. “However, we still need to plan this matter.”

"Okay, where shall we meet?"

The look of astonishment on Liang Kun's face disappeared, replaced by ecstasy and composure.

"Let's go to Tuen Mun. We'll meet at nine tonight. Without the support of Beni Tiger in Tuen Mun, this will be difficult to succeed."

Chen Yao spoke slowly.

“Brother Yao, you’re right. Tuen Mun’s All-Tone is our Hung Hing’s biggest asset right now. We’ll meet again when the time comes.”

After hanging up the cell phone, Liang Kun couldn't suppress his smile and looked at Ma Wang Jian and Ji Ge: "You both heard my phone call with Ah Yao clearly, right? If you're willing to support me, take five million and leave."

"Even Ah Yao supports you, what more can I say?"

The opportunist, Brother Ji, nodded; Jiang Tiansheng's fate was sealed.

"I'll vote for you then."

Ma Wangjian nodded as well.

……

Jiang Tiansheng's villa is located at the foot of Taiping Mountain, on the mountainside at this time.

Inside an unassuming minivan.

Maxima took off his headset, pressed the record button, ejected the tape, and handed it to Old K: "Give this to Brother Luo right away. I'll continue listening here."

"Be careful, call me if anything happens."

Old K took the tape and didn't forget to give a word of advice.

……

Kowloon.

No. 88 Kadoorie Villa.

A Toyota screeched to a halt and drove into the villa's garden. Old K strode into the living room.

"Luo Ge."

Chen Jialuo was sitting on the sofa, with the stunningly beautiful Dilraba and Gulnazar massaging his legs, and Mingming and Yaya rubbing his back. Xiao Wu was feeding him a plump, juicy black plum.

"Any news?"

Chen Jialuo raised his eyelids and glanced at Old K.

"Just as you predicted, Brother Luo, (Qian Zhao) Jiang Tiansheng is going to deal with you. His white paper fan, Chen Yao, made a phone call to a guy called Tianyang, asking him to bring over a group of skilled men. The recording is on a cassette tape."

Old K took out a cassette tape and placed it on the table.

After listening, Chen Jialuo stood up and chuckled softly:

"Brother Tin Yeung, so it seems to be Chiang Tin Yeung? Just as I expected, before the Battle of Firestone Island, he said that all the grudges and feuds between Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing would be wiped clean. Now he's gone back on his word. Chiang Tin Yeung, that scoundrel!"

【Inner duct cluster (qi liu san si ba ling yi wu qi)】

Old K continued, "There's another piece of news I overheard while monitoring Chen Yao, which I'm sure you'll find interesting, Brother Luo."

"speak."

Chen Jialuo twisted his neck.

"Chen Yao has hired a group of gangsters to take down Liang Kun. The time is tonight, and the location is Tuen Mun in the New Territories. The phone recordings are all on tapes."

Old K spoke directly.

"Is this guy, Liang Kun, a complete flop?"

Chen Jialuo's smile widened. He said with a smile, "To quell external threats, one must first pacify internal strife. Jiang Tiansheng is ruthless, but if I were in his shoes, I would have done the same..."

"However, Liang Kun is my dearest friend and family, and I can't bear to see him die like this."

"Ralph, Clark, Chen Pojun!"

As Chen Jialuo spoke, his tone suddenly rose.

"Luo Ge."

Ralph, Clark, Chen Pojun, and Leona entered the living room.

"You three take a few men and go to Tuen Mun in the New Territories. Kill those gunmen and bring Young Kwan to the hall."

Chen Jialuo took out the HK416 he had won as a reward from drawing cards earlier from his spatial storage. "Here are two HK416s. You know more about them than I do. Do what you think is best."

"understood."

Clark and Ralph picked up HK416.

Leona followed behind in silence.

Chen Jialuo grabbed her arm, saying, "A girl like you shouldn't be out fighting and killing."

Chapter 59 Liang Kun, how much money are you prepared to spend to save your mother's life?

As night falls, the city lights begin to illuminate the night.

The wind howled and the rain pattered; it was October in Hong Kong, yet the temperature was only fifteen degrees Celsius.

A Mercedes-Benz W140 is parked on Castle Peak Road in Tuen Mun. The street is lined with all kinds of shops, and this is a bustling downtown area.

Because of this terrible weather, there were very few pedestrians on the road.

Chen Yao sat in the back of the Mercedes-Benz with his eyes closed, pretending to doze off.

Two bodyguards sat in the front row, their eyes fixed intently on their surroundings.