Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 37: Don't hide anything from others
Bowl Street Shanghai at night.

Thirteenth sister is inviting Lin Feng earnestly:
"A Feng, come and sit here."

Lin Feng asked curiously:
"Hey, you guys are having a little meeting."

Thirteenth sister raised her eyebrows:

"You're right, we're having a little meeting."

In addition to Thirteenth Sister, there are also Prince, Han Bin and Liang Kun in this place.

Han Bin asked with a smile:
"A Feng, you seem to be in a good mood."

Lin Feng laughed and said:

"If I make money, I will be in a good mood."

"Mr. Jiang just acted as a middleman, and Fatty Li asked for peace."

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

Lin Feng looked at Liang Kun strangely:
"Brother Kun, didn't you tell them?"

Liang Kun laughed strangely:
"I told them, but they didn't believe me."

The Crown Prince, Han Bin, and Thirteenth Sister looked at each other, and after a long while they sighed:

"Fatty Li is just a guy with this little skill, and he dares to challenge you?"

“It’s so funny.”

"You can't hold on for just a few hours?"

Lin Feng disagreed:

"Fatty Li wanted to keep trying, but the problem was that he couldn't hold on."

The prince was puzzled and said:
"In a civil war among the sects, isn't it forbidden to use large-scale weapons?"

"Isn't it true that people can't die?"

"Why can't you hold on?"

Han Bin's eyes flashed, and he reminded the prince:

“Sometimes, it doesn’t take a life to make people feel uncomfortable.”

The prince thought for a while but could not figure it out, so he asked Lin Feng directly:
"What method did you use?"

Lin Feng smiled:
"Nothing."

"I just want to prevent Fatty Lai's pornographic magazine from leaving the printing factory."

"Let someone break the arms and legs of four hundred transport workers."

"Before I could use my combo, Fatty Li couldn't hold on any longer."

puff!
Han Bin spit out the beer he just drank:

"A Feng, do you have to be so cruel?"

The prince and the thirteenth sister have not yet reacted:
"Binnie, why such a big reaction?"

Han Bin smiled bitterly:
"The weakness of Fatty Li is this pornographic magazine."

"More than 400 brothers lost their limbs in one morning. It would cost about 6-7 million."

"How can he not feel bad?"

Lin Feng corrected:
"It's not six or seven million, it's twenty or thirty million."

Han Bin was stunned:
“Is the community hospital so dark?”

Lin Feng laughed and said:

"The fight between our two halls is not for Grandpa, so we have to pay for the wounded ourselves."

Han Bin suddenly understood.

Lin Feng curled his lips.
"Fatty Li is always dissatisfied with this and that, and he thought he was so powerful."

"Is this the result?"

"You can't even hold on with just 20 or 30 million?"

"I haven't even made a move yet."

The prince asked curiously:
"What combo?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"Our brothers in Mong Kok have been busy for a year. They need to take a break, right?"

"I'm going to give them three to five days off to go to the North Cape..."

When the three heard this, they thought, you are not going to give your fellow students a holiday, you are going to cause trouble, right?

"For example, go to Fatty Lai's factory in North Point, and each person will sit at a table for the whole day."

"It would be nice to sit there for three or five days in a row."

The three of them felt a chill in their hearts.

Thirteenth Sister's gaze towards Lin Feng changed:
"Handsome boy, you are so vicious."

Lin Feng shrugged:

"If Fatty Li didn't come to provoke me, would I do this?"

Han Bin laughed and scolded:

"You are such a devil, you won't suffer any loss at all."

"That Fatty Li guy is really broke."

"No wonder he couldn't hold on. If he continues to fight, he will go bankrupt." Lin Feng was listless and lazy.
"I thought I could exercise, but Fatty Li was so weak that I couldn't even use my combo. It was really anticlimactic."

"Ah, after fighting for several hours, I only got 10 million in compensation. It's boring."

puff!
The big guys sitting there sprayed out all the wine in their mouths.

Thirteenth sister couldn't help but ask:

"What? Fatty Li still compensates you 10 million?"

Lin Feng said confidently:
"The rules of the arena are that the winner is the king and the winner takes all."

"Fatty Li started the trouble, and now that he's defeated, he has to pay compensation."

"I still think 10 million is not enough!"

The prince, the thirteenth sister, and Han Bin all gave a thumbs up:

"A Feng, you are strong!"

Lin Feng sighed and became even lazier:
"Oh, this is really uncomfortable."

"I thought there was going to be a big battle, but this is what happened."

"But fortunately, I made up for it a little."

Thirteenth sister couldn't help but ask:
"whats the matter?"

Lin Feng immediately became interested and grinned.
"The tough detective from O Ji wanted to get some underworld information from me, so I beat him up."

quiet!
Super quiet!

Liang Kun and others were petrified.

Lin Feng pouted:
"Look at what you have accomplished. You just beat up a police officer. Why are you so nervous?"

Liang Kun shouted loudly:

"Ah Feng, that's Yuan Haoyun!"

Thirteenth sister said nervously:

"Can you please talk to the cop nicely?"

Yuan Haoyun is a famous hard-core detective in the West Kowloon Police Headquarters. The bigwigs in the West Kowloon Region are very familiar with him.

Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"Guess what the world would think of me if I had something to say nicely?"

"You can get the news, but just fight me."

The big guys looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"After all, I am also a big supporter of Hongxing. If the police ask me, will I tell them the news?"

"Then there's no need to mix in the underworld."

Lin Feng spoke frankly,
"We are big guys, not low-level thugs. It's normal to have a few cop friends."

"But after all, we are a society that makes money through side channels."

"If you get too close to the police, you will naturally be suspected."

Han Bin said:
"We are different from the gangsters at the bottom of society. We join gangs to make money after all."

Lin Feng clapped his hands and laughed:
"Binnie, that hits the nail on the head."

"So I didn't refuse. If you want information, just let me beat you up first."

"As long as you can beat me, you can get any information you want, as long as it doesn't involve Hongxing."

The prince became interested:

"What has become of Yuan Haoyun now?"

Lin Feng laughed and said:

"Tougher than Fatty Li!"

hiss!
Thirteenth sister was surprised:

"You really did that to the hard-boiled detective?"

Lin Feng was too lazy to explain.

It is impossible for the cops and gangsters to have good communication.

If you, Huang Bingyao, don't come in person if you want the information, don't blame me for taking ruthless action.

Lin Feng deliberately told everyone this news, and Han Bin would definitely send someone to verify it.

It is normal to cover up any secret transaction.

If you don't hide it, people won't suspect anything at all.

This is called darkness under the lamp!
The prince didn't care about such things and asked curiously:

"Ah Feng, who broke the arms and legs of Fatty Li's four hundred men this morning?"

Lin Feng shouted:

“That’s not what we do.”

"Those are soldiers borrowed by the Number Gang."

"It's that guy Wu Zhaonan."

The prince suddenly realized:

"The number is placed in the battery in Tsim Sha Tsui."

(End of this chapter)