Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 73 Qin Fan enters the core group of the pro-China faction, Lu Minghua and Wang's uncle and nephew are all finished
Friday.

The hall of the Legislative Council is spacious and solemn, with huge chandeliers emitting soft light.

The members of parliament sat in their seats with serious expressions.

The pro-British Ma Zhuoxian stood up, his eyes sharp and his voice sharp and full of questioning.

"Director Lu Minghua, why do you have dealings with Wang Dongyuan, the leader of the Number Gang?"

Lu Minghua sat there with a calm expression, and said slowly: "In a place like Hong Kong, it is inevitable to have dealings with the society."

"Okay, let's put this question aside for now. Let me ask you again, are you implying that the uncle and nephew of the Wang family killed Qin Fan?" Ma Zhuoxian's question was more pointed.

"I never suggested that they did anything illegal." Lu Minghua said firmly. He knew the seriousness of the problem and could not admit it easily.

"Hmph, even a fool can tell that you are lying. Your actions have seriously affected the political stability of Hong Kong. You must be responsible for your actions." Ma Zhuoxian's tone was filled with anger.

"I don't"

Lu Minghua still denied it.

Members of the Legislative Council were talking about the matter, with some expressing doubts about Lu Minghua's behavior and others thinking that Ma Zhuoxian's accusations were too harsh.

"I propose that Lu Minghua be removed from his post. His actions have seriously undermined the laws of Hong Kong, and we cannot allow such a person to continue to hold important positions." Ma Zhuoxian's voice was loud and firm, as if he had already won.

In the end, the majority of legislators believed that Lu Minghua's behavior was suspected of being illegal and he should be removed from his post.

Then, the meeting passed a resolution to have Li Yonglian temporarily replace Lu Minghua as the Secretary for Security.

Lu Minghua felt like he had lost both his parents.

His political career ended just like that.

That night.

At a meeting of the Anglophiles.

The lights in the meeting room were soft and the atmosphere was warm. Li Shutang, Lai Wing-lam, Ma Cheuk-yin and the Director of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, Lei Yongxian, sat around an oval meeting table, their faces filled with the joy of victory.

"I didn't do anything, but I got promoted." A hint of pride appeared on Li Yonglian's face. He didn't expect that he would be so lucky.

"If the pro-China faction does this a few more times, we will win without fighting." Ma Zhuoxian's tone was full of sarcasm. He felt that the pro-China faction's behavior this time was very stupid.

Everyone burst out laughing.

After laughing, Li Shutang said seriously: "I called Qin Fan, and he still firmly stands on the side of the pro-China faction."

Ma Zhuoxian said: "Such people will be a big trouble sooner or later"

Li Shutang asked, "Do you mean to kill him?"

"no"

Ma Zhuoxian quickly denied it.

What if the news gets out.

He is Qin Fan's mortal enemy.

Li Shutang looked at the others: "What do you think we should do?"

Li Yonglian said: "Even if we touch him, we should do it within the legal scope, otherwise if he retaliates, few people here will be able to bear it."

Li Shutang glanced at the others and found that no one opposed Li Yonglian.

He sighed in his heart. It had only been a short time, but Qin Fan had grown to this point.

……

The pro-China side.

The atmosphere in the conference room was heavy. Director Shi, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, had a sullen face. When he came, he was severely scolded by his superiors. Before the others made a move, their own people started fighting first, and they even wanted to kill people. This was simply outrageous.

Zeng Xiangrong frowned and said, "The position of Secretary for Security has fallen into the hands of the pro-British faction. We will be in a passive position from now on."

Director Shi asked: "Where is Lu Minghua now?"

"He went abroad and said he was going out to travel and relax." A pro-China member whispered.

"He left cleanly." Director Shi's tone was filled with anger.

Zeng Xiangrong asked: "What should we do next?"

Director Shi asked in return: "What is the election situation in the 18 districts?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, the pro-British faction will be able to successfully control the eleven district councils," Zeng Xiangrong replied.

"The pro-British faction is still very powerful." Director Shi frowned and looked at everyone, "What solutions do you have?"

Everyone lowered their heads, just like the head teacher calling out their names during class.

At this time, Director Shi’s phone rang.

Director Shi hung up after answering the call, stood up, and said, "Let's welcome a new member together."

Everyone stood up with a puzzled look on their faces. Except for Zeng Xiangrong, he roughly guessed who was coming.

The next moment, Qin Fan pushed the door open and walked in with a smile on his face.

It’s indeed Qin Sheng… Zeng Xiangrong said secretly.

The reactions of other people varied greatly. Those who came from less well-off backgrounds were surprised, while those from better-off backgrounds were more disgusted. A person with a young and dangerous background appearing here was no different than a rat on the table.

Director Shi stepped forward, patted Qin Fan on the back and said, "This kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

"I hope so." Qin Fan said with a smile.

I don't agree with it in my heart. The struggle for power has never stopped since the birth of mankind.

The expressions of some people also prove this point.

After sitting down.

Minister Shi said: "With less than a week until the election, we are striving to gain control of at least nine district councils."

“Nine is too many.”

"Director Shi, can you please have less?"

Everyone looked lacking in confidence.

Director Shi was so angry that his liver ached.

When he was in the mainland, whatever goals he set, everyone worked hard to achieve them.

At this point, everyone made excuses.

Director Shi looked at Qin Fan hopefully: "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Fan said very straightforwardly: "No problem."

After Qin Fan finished speaking, he found that many people were looking at him with unfriendly eyes.

Qin Fan looked at them with disdain, calling them a bunch of trash.

"it is good"

Director Shi showed a look of delight, as Qin Fan was still reliable at the critical moment.

The decision to support Qin Fan in unifying the Hong Kong community is the right one.

After returning to the villa, Qin Fan called the leader of Hongxing, Liang Kun, the leader of Dongxing, Camel, and the leader of Liansheng, Da D.

Ask them to cooperate with the actions of the pro-China faction.

They all agreed.

In less than three days, the number of district councils controlled by pro-China factions increased from seven to eight.

The pro-British faction was greatly shocked. After investigation, they found that the problem was with the community and immediately launched an anti-crime operation.

As a result, the three major societies were not in any trouble, while other small societies suffered severe blows.

In the Peninsula Hotel.

Qin Fan and the people from the three major societies were almost laughing like crazy.

With the assistance of the pro-British faction, the pace of unifying Hong Kong's community groups will be greatly accelerated.

Qin Fan asked: "Does the Number Gang have any regional leaders who are eager to transform?"

Liang Kun said: "The one who is most eager to transform is Sai Kung's Da Sha, but his power is not strong."

Qin Fan: "Then support him. If he's not strong, we still have us."

Liang Kun said: "Do we need to take action immediately?"

Qin Fan shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it after we win the election. How many parliaments do you think we can control?"

Liang Kun said: "I control half of it"

The camel said: "One"

Big D said: "One"

Liang Kun was surprised and asked: "Why do you control so many?"

The camel smiled but said nothing.

Big D smiled and said, "Our area is poor. As long as we open a factory and give people work, they will support us."

Liang Kun looked at Qin Fan. After all, it was all Qin Fan's credit.

A few more days passed.

The battle for the district council elections between the pro-China and pro-British factions ended with the pro-China faction controlling ten seats and the pro-British faction controlling eight seats.

The Anglophiles were furious.

Their crackdown on organized crime not only failed to win them the election, but instead helped Qin Fan to unify the Hong Kong community.

Li Shutang said: "Stop the crackdown on gangsters, and protect them, so that Qin Fan won't take advantage of the opportunity to swallow them up."

At this time, Li Wenbin suggested: "Even if the small society has our help, it is impossible to stop Qin Fan and the three major societies. I suggest that we merge them together."

This opinion was unanimously praised by everyone.

Li Shutang said: "Just do as you say"

A few days later, more than 100 small societies and the Number Gang in Hong Kong Island united to form a union and elected the Number Gang boss Lei Wei as their leader.

at the same time.

Stanley Prison.

The air was filled with a damp smell, and the sunlight struggled to shine in through the narrow windows, bringing a faint light to this cold place.

Wang Hai was taking a shower. The warm water flowed down his body, but it could not dispel the uneasiness in his heart.

If he were Qin Fan, he would still take revenge even if he was in jail.

Suddenly, a towel suddenly strangled his neck like a poisonous snake.

Wang Hai's eyes widened in horror, and he instinctively grabbed the towel with both hands, trying to break free. However, before he could react, several people held him down from behind. He struggled desperately, kicking his feet on the ground, but he couldn't get rid of these people's control. After a while, Wang Hai's body gradually became motionless, like an abandoned rag doll.

In Mingxin Hospital.

The white walls and the pungent smell of disinfectant create a depressing atmosphere.

Wang Dongyuan was lying on the hospital bed, feeling very proud. He spent a lot of money and threatened many doctors to testify that he had a terminal illness, thus avoiding jail time. He was thinking that after a while, he would find an opportunity to leave Hong Kong and stay away from this place of trouble.

A nurse came in.

Wang Dongyuan became nervous subconsciously, but felt relieved after seeing that the other person was just a nurse.

After the nurse left, several people quietly walked in. Their figures looked particularly eerie in the dim light.

"You guys? Help!" Wang Dongyuan just shouted and was quickly held down.

He looked at these people in horror, his eyes full of despair. Soon, Wang Dongyuan lost his life, and the ward fell into deathly silence.

(End of this chapter)