Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

Ahua finally met the ghost, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut.

"Welcome, welcome. May I ask your name?"

The ghost sized up Ahua while greeting him warmly.

“Ahua.”

Ahua said calmly.

"Brother Hua, since you were introduced by the doctor, you are my honored guest, please have a seat!"

The ghost was very enthusiastic towards Ahua.

After all, the doctor was his biggest 'customer,' and he had to take seriously the people the doctor introduced.

"Brother Hua, the doctor only said that you urgently need weapons, but didn't go into details. Do you have any specific requirements?"

As soon as Ahua sat down, the ghost immediately asked a question.

Obviously, the doctor didn't tell the ghost in detail about Li Jun's plan to get something for free. But then again, only Li Jun would say such a thing; the doctor was too embarrassed to tell the ghost directly.

"Three requests."

Ahua held up three fingers, "First, the more the better;"

Upon hearing this, the ghost's smile widened. The more weapons Ahua bought, the more he, as the middleman, would earn.

Second, the faster the better;

Ahua continued.

Upon hearing this, the ghost nodded slightly.

“Third.” At this point, Ahua paused slightly, stared at the ghost, and said calmly, “I have no money.”

"..."

Upon hearing this, Meng Gui was stunned. After hesitating for a long time, he cautiously asked, "Brother Hua, did I hear that right? You said you have no money?"

"Yes."

Ahua nodded in agreement.

"..."

Seriously, I swear, if this Ah Hua hadn't been introduced by the doctor, I would have had my Indian subordinate teach Ah Hua what it means to have your chrysanthemum withered!

If you're broke, you can only masturbate to relieve your pent-up desires, let alone buy weapons, buy your mother's ass!

"Brother Hua, don't joke with me."

The ghost forced a smile that seemed somewhat strained.

"Do you think I came here to smell this damn curry just to joke with you?"

Ahua's expression changed slightly. "Ghost, the doctor told my older brother that he would only send me to find you if you could handle it. If you can't handle it, then I'll handle you!"

"you……"

The ghost's words were cut short as soon as they were spoken. There was no way he could speak when four Uzi submachine guns were pointed at him.

"Fuck your mother! I told you not to double-cross others, so you're going to do it, huh?"

Only then did the fierce ghost realize what tyranny and unreasonableness truly meant.

"Brother Hua, I make a living as a middleman by my reputation. If you do this, how can I continue to be a middleman?"

The ghost wore a bitter smile.

"Use your brains, find the most suitable person, and we will help you clean up the mess and ensure that no one in Hong Kong Island will suspect you as the middleman."

Ahua said calmly.

"..."

After Ah Wah finished speaking, Meng Gui fell into deep thought. A few minutes later, he looked up at Ah Wah and said, "Brother Wah, there's a guy in Mong Kok named Tai Fei (from the movie 'Fight Back to School'). He has a batch of goods to sell recently. I'll contact him, and if all goes well, we can complete the transaction today."

“Okay, go contact him and tell him that money is not a problem, and the sooner the better.”

Ahua nodded slightly and said.

"Fuck your mother, you're all going to do free shopping, so money is no object."

While mentally ranting, Meng Gui said aloud, "Okay, Brother Hua."

"By the way, do you know someone named Qiu Gang'ao?"

Just as the ghost turned to contact Dafei, Ahua suddenly asked.

This was a question that Li Jun instructed Ahua to ask.

When Li Jun heard the name Qu Wangui, he didn't react yet, but after hearing the word "fierce ghost," he immediately thought, "Isn't this Qiu Gang'ao's business partner?"

Li Jun wasn't envious of Qiu Gang'ao, but he was very envious of the money in Huo's Bank's vault.

"He's a friend I met in Stanley Prison. He used to be a cop. What, Brother Wah, you know him too?"

The ghost answered instinctively.

When will he be released from prison?

Ahua continued to ask.

"It'll be soon, in about two weeks."

After a moment's thought, the fierce ghost answered.

"When they get out of prison, contact me. My older brother wants to see them."

Ahua said slowly.

"it is good!"

Meng Gui nodded, and seeing that Ahua didn't intend to speak again, he turned around and went to contact Dafei.

On the other side, outside the main gate of the Kowloon Regional Police Headquarters.

A Crown sedan was parked quietly by the roadside. Li Jun sat in the passenger seat, resting with his eyes closed.

As a hostage, he was a victim. Even if he was a gangster, the police couldn't make things difficult for him. After taking his statement, they let him go.

Mona, on the other hand, was left at the police station to identify Liu Yaozu's body, and Li Jun was waiting for her.

A dozen minutes later, Mona walked out of the police station. Her eyes were slightly red, clearly showing that she had just displayed her superb acting skills once again in the police force.

“Brother Jun, the police didn’t suspect anything at all. They told me to get someone to take Liu Yaozu’s body away immediately.”

After getting into the car, Mona immediately reported to Li Jun, looking excited and showing no sign of grief over her husband's death. Li Jun couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Mona, your fiancé just died, try to control your emotions."

"Hmm~"

Mona's eyes reddened again, a hint of sadness in them. Li Jun believed that with this acting skill, she could immediately become a leading actress at TVB.

"Ling ring ring~"

Just then, the mobile phone in the car rang.

Li Jun picked up the mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Jun, it's me. I've found a trading partner. The deal will be made at 9 PM tonight."

Ahua's voice came through the receiver.

"okay, I get it."

After saying this, Li Jun hung up the phone, then turned to look at Mengna and said with a smile, "Mengna, give a good performance tonight. You are the most important link in whether we can win over Lian Haolong and Zhong Xinyi."

"Ok!"

Mona looked at Li Jun and nodded heavily.

【018】500 million? You can ask for 500 billion, no problem, I'm not planning to pay anyway!

Hong Kong Island, Mong Kok.

As the core area of ​​the Kowloon Peninsula, this land of less than 2 square kilometers is home to hundreds of thousands of people and dozens of large and small community organizations.

Among these groups, some are involved in fan activities, some sell weapons, and some do both. In short, dragons have their way, snakes have their way, and rats have their way.

One of them was a club called the Gathering of Heroes.

The ancestors of the Qunyinghui were once quite wealthy, dominating Mong Kok in the 1920s and 30s. Unfortunately, times have changed, and after decades of decline, they seem poised to disappear.

However, whether it was fate or a stroke of good luck, a formidable figure appeared in the Gathering of Heroes, and he helped the Gathering of Heroes gain some fame. This formidable figure was none other than Da Fei, the one the ghost had mentioned.

That evening, inside a tenement building in Mong Kok.

"Fuck your mother! I told you guys long ago not to hire those students. They're too soft to fight, and they're unreliable. One of them even went to the police station to visit and stole a police gun. I don't know if his brain is full of shit!"

Dafei looked at the .38 rifle on the coffee table and felt a surge of anger.

"That's not what you said when you took the stolen car..."

The henchman, who had been angrily rebuked by Dafei, lowered his head and complained in a low voice.

"What the hell did you just say?"