Hong Kong film: Who says being an undercover cop has no future?!

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Wang Tiancheng's Advice

Liang Kun rushed over, covered in sweat.

Wang Tiancheng mocked

"You've really grown up."

"He doesn't even listen to his true friends."

"If my sister-in-law hadn't called to plead for me, do you think I would have even spoken to you?"

Handsome Kun exclaimed

"Jingwen called you?"

Gan Zitai sighed

“Brother Kun, you have a good wife.”

"He's willing to put aside his pride and help you in crucial moments."

"I'm right across from Acheng,"

"My sister-in-law was crying so pitifully on the phone, saying that you had already prepared for her funeral."

Gan Zitai showed absolutely no embarrassment about invading other people's privacy.

Curious, I asked.

"What exactly happened? We need to prepare for the worst."

A warm feeling welled up in Liang Kun's heart.

What is a virtuous wife?

This is it!

A virtuous wife brings good fortune to her husband.

The ancients never deceived me!

Since Wang Tiancheng called and asked me to come back...

That means Wang Tiancheng will definitely help with this matter.

I've most likely gotten through this hurdle.

Wang Tiancheng was actually with the Hongxing Prince.

Liang Kun knew that

They weren't lying to me at all.

What about the seven-day ordeal of the newly appointed leader of Xinliansheng?

There was absolutely nothing wrong with Wang Tiancheng.

If a bigwig in Hung Hing wanted to set a trap for Sun Luen Shing...

Gan Zitai was the first to object!

Liang Kun let out a long sigh of relief and licked his lips.

Give me a cigarette.

"My mind was so tense, and suddenly relaxing made me feel so tired!"

Gan Zitai personally ordered a cigarette for Liang Kun.

Anyone in Wang Tiancheng's circle

They almost always smoke Huazi cigarettes.

The desire for power is human nature.

Gangsters who frequent triads are even more powerful.

Wang Tiancheng was the strongest, and his hobbies naturally inspired many others to follow suit.

Wang Tiancheng laughed and scolded

"I never imagined that the God of War of Hung Hing would love to listen to gossip so much."

Gan Zitai shook his head

"Acheng, you're wrong."

"My only hobbies are martial arts and money."

“Brother Kan is my brother.”

“Of course I want to hear about what happened to him.”

"If it were someone else, do you think I'd listen?"

Wang Tiancheng sneered

"Why are you saying it so nicely?"

Why don't you just say you want to fight?

Gan Zitai laughed heartily

"That's right, you understand me best!"

"Defeated by you, though I am defeated, I am still honorable!"

Wang Tiancheng said

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, this fight won't happen."

Gan Zitai was shocked

"No way!"

"Even though Handsome Kun is preparing for his funeral, this fight still hasn't started?"

Wang Tiancheng nodded.

"A fight is definitely unlikely!"

“Your internal rules in Hung Hing are similar to those in our Sun Luen Shing.”

"The most taboo thing is fighting among fellow disciples."

"The problem with Leung Kwan this time stemmed from within."

Gan Zitai angrily said

"Which bastard betrayed us?"

Wang Tiancheng said calmly

"Tsz Wan Shan Fine B!"

Gan Zitai scoffed

"Tch, that bootlicker!"

"He dares to touch Liang Kun?"

"What right does he have to mess with Liang Kun?"

"How dare he fight against Handsome Kun?"

Hung Hing had one leader and twelve hall masters.

However, none of the other eleven people looked down on Little B.

Within Hung Hing, Siu B was known as Chiang Tin-sang's number one paparazzi.

Anyone who can sit inside the Hung Hing Family Temple,

They were all highly competitive individuals.

Even Thirteen Sister from Portland Street is the same.

Only Little B, he followed Chiang Tin-sang's lead in everything.

Hung Hing was ruled by twelve hall masters and the leader.

Strictly speaking, the heads of each hall are only half a rank lower than the head of the hall.

What about B?

He's basically Jiang Tiansheng's lackey.

Therefore, no one respected him.

Wang Tiancheng said calmly

"Never underestimate any famous figure in the martial arts world."

"Even that lunatic Crow from Tung Sing dared to rebel, so how dare you underestimate him, Little B?"

Gan Zitai asked curiously

"What exactly does 'small B' need to do?"