Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

Before Deng Fei could speak, Chen Mo spoke first: "Mr. Jiang, actually, the conflict between me and Wang Bao started very simply. Wang Bao broke the rules and had people distribute goods on my territory."

I'm not one to hold grudges.

Several senior figures are here today. As long as Wang Bao promises not to send anyone to my place to cause trouble again and offers me tea as an apology, this matter will be considered closed.

Chen Mo didn't want to listen to that old man Deng Fei trying to smooth things over.

At the same time, he also wanted to see what kind of tricks these people were up to today.

Chen Mo didn't believe that it was just a coincidence that Jiang Tiansheng had brought together these gang leaders with whom he had grudges.

No sooner had Chen Mo finished speaking than Wang Bao retorted, "Chen Mo! You're utterly lawless! So what if my men dropped some goods on your turf? You wiped them all out without a word, and now you expect me to apologize? Don't even think about it!"

Jiang Tiansheng also reprimanded, "Amo! There are several senior figures here today to uphold justice, so don't be disrespectful."

Deng Fei and Bai Tou Weng both glanced at Chen Mo with unfriendly expressions.

They are all senior figures in the martial arts world, and everyone who sees them gives them face.

They haven't even spoken yet, and you, Chen Mo, have spoken first, clearly showing that you don't take them seriously.

Moreover, both of them had some past grievances with Chen Mo.

Especially the old man with white hair, he and Chen Mo had a complete falling out before.

"Mr. Jiang, you think highly of me by asking me to be the middleman. However, the younger generation of Hung Hing are really quite unruly. They don't know their place and have no respect for elders. That won't do."

"Uncle Deng is right. Mr. Jiang, we need to teach some unruly young men a lesson, lest they become lawless once they gain some power."

Deng Fei and Bai Tou Weng spoke in unison, addressing Jiang Tiansheng, but their words were actually a accusation against Chen Mo.

Lian Haolong looked at Chen Mo with a half-smile, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Lian Haolong was only in his forties, much younger than Deng Fei and Bai Touweng.

In his youth, he relied on his kung fu skills and a stick to establish himself in the Number Gang. Even now, after establishing his own gang, he is still known as the "Number One Master in the Martial Arts World".

Lian Haolong admires Chen Mo, who also started from scratch and had no background.

Therefore, Lian Haolong was not particularly offended by Chen Mo speaking first, nor did he criticize Chen Mo.

"Uncle Deng, Uncle Ben, a lot has indeed happened in our Hung Hing during this period. I have neglected to discipline the people under my command."

However, given the occasion, let's first discuss how to handle the matter between Amo and Wang Bao.

Jiang Tiansheng then steered the conversation back to the original topic.

The old man with white hair said with dissatisfaction, "What's the point of handling this? They have their own ideas. Do we old folks need to do this for them?"

"Of course we need to," Chen Mo said. "Wang Bao needs to apologize to me, and there needs to be a witness!"

Otherwise, why did we invite you here? Just because you're old? Why should we? Because your hair is white?

"You!!!" The old man was so angry at Chen Mo that he couldn't utter a word.

Hearing Chen Mo demand an apology, Wang Bao yelled, "Chen Mo! When did I ever agree to apologize to you? You're the one apologizing to me!"

"Everyone, calm down." Deng Fei tapped his fingers on the table, putting on a calm and collected look.

"Have some tea first, then we can talk about what's on our mind."

Upon hearing Deng Fei's words, Wang Bao quickly calmed down, sat down in his seat, picked up the teacup in front of him, and drank the tea in one gulp.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, sensing that Wang Bao's behavior was rather strange.

Is Deng Fei's advice really that effective? When did Wang Bao become so obedient?

Deng Fei paused for a moment, then continued, "The cause of this matter has already been explained by both of you."

It was indeed wrong of Wang Bao to come to your territory to distribute goods.

"However, Chen Mo, you went too far. First you killed over a dozen of Wang Bao's henchmen, then you stole his powder storage. That's where you went wrong."

Chen Mo said sarcastically, "What, only he can provoke me, and I can't fight back?"

"If you don't allow his people to distribute goods, just kick them out. If that doesn't work, beat them up and that's fine too."

"You've gone too far, committing murder and stealing the powder warehouse."

No sooner had Uncle Deng finished speaking than Wang Bao chimed in, "Not only that, he was also wearing red shoes—he's colluding with the police!"

"Bang"

Chen Mo slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"What did you say, you fatso!" Chen Mo pointed at Wang Bao and cursed.

Wearing red shoes is a major taboo in the martial arts world.

Even Chen Mo couldn't bear this crime.

Wang Bao said arrogantly, "What, did I say something wrong? Your men followed me time and time again, and then the police found several of my drug dens and arrested dozens of people. Doesn't that have anything to do with you?"

"My people are following you because they want to kill you. What does that have to do with your powder warehouse? Who knows if it was just your own carelessness?"

Saying I was wearing red shoes is pure nonsense!

Lian Haolong then spoke up, "Wang Bao, wearing red shoes is no small matter. Don't talk nonsense. Besides what you said about Chen Mo's men following you, do you have any other evidence?"

"Hmph, I've been in Yau Ma Tei for so many years, and I've only been arrested by the police a few times! Ever since Chen Mo's men started following me, I've lost four or five powder warehouses in a month, more than I've done in the past few years. What else could it be if it wasn't because he was wearing red shoes!"

All eyes turned to Chen Mo.

Lian Haolong spoke again: "Chen Mo, although you're involved in gangs, you never touch drugs. Moreover, you basically don't get involved in prostitution, gambling, or drugs."

Your actions do indeed raise suspicions.

Of course, wearing red shoes is not a minor offense, and we cannot simply believe Wang Bao's side of the story. We can give you a chance to explain.

Now, do you have anything to say?

Or, do you have any way to prove that you didn't collude with the police?

"What's there to say? Not touching drugs has always been a rule of Hung Hing. What's the problem with that?"

Uncle Deng, you and the Luen Shing Bank probably have similar rules, right? I remember that the branch leaders of your and the Luen Shing Bank's branches who engage in prostitution are not allowed to run for the leadership position, is that right?

Deng Fei nodded silently.

Chen Mo continued, "Not touching drugs is considered colluding with the police? There are far too many gangs in Hong Kong that collude with the police."

As for not getting involved in prostitution and gambling, isn't that nonsense? I have prostitutes in my establishments, and I have mahjong parlors on my turf. Doesn't that count as prostitution and gambling?

The old man frowned and said, "Chen Mo, don't try to argue your point! Do you mean those mahjong parlors are gambling?"

Chen Mo scoffed: "Then how does that count as gambling? Like you guys, secretly running a small casino?"

To be honest, it's not that I look down on you, but how much money do you make running casinos and lending money at exorbitant interest rates?

"I do business honestly and openly, and I earn far more than you guys. Why would I need to do those things?"