Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 129-25: Nathan Road is destined to be bustling (End)
Therefore, the underworld bosses would not dare to raise a flag for a celebrity without a family background, unless he was a famous figure.

As long as the flag-raising attempt fails, the gang leaders will have to switch to being demolishers, selling houses and land to pay off the usury.

Of course, there are also some unspeakable secrets, such as Chi Mengli. He was extremely reluctant to come out to take the lead, all because the boss behind the scenes forced him to do the job, so this matter must be recorded in a small notebook and the accounts will be settled later.

Everyone comes out to be a gangster, to hang out in the underworld, and to work in the docks, all for the sake of making money.

On a normal day, I can't even afford to keep a few fully employed henchmen. I have to find a place to make money, so how can I have the spare money to plant a flag?

The paper is full of nonsense and bitter tears!

Chi Mengli sighed in his heart, and concentrated the anger in his chest on the Miao Dao in his hand, waving it even harder. The long sword in his hand flashed a sharp cold light under the reflection of the street lamp, just like a dragon out of its cage, carrying endless murderous intent.

He took the initiative to attack, his body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed forward in an instant.

The long knife drew a graceful and deadly arc in the air, and with a whistling sound, it chopped fiercely towards the big-mouthed duck.

The force of this knife was so great that the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, making a "wuwu" sound.

The big-mouthed duck who was struggling to resist also felt the power of the knife. He widened his eyes in horror and hurriedly raised the knife to block.

However, at the moment when the two knives collided, a huge impact force came like a surging wave, and he felt his arms go numb and the knife in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Chi Mengli, who was experienced in practical combat, immediately seized the opportunity and did not give the big-mouthed duck any chance to breathe. He then turned sideways and made another fierce horizontal slash with his backhand.

The flash of the knife was so fast that it was hard to keep up.

Feeling threatened, Big Mouth Duck retreated in panic, staggering, but still failed to avoid it completely. The sharp blade scratched his clothes and cut his skin, and a blood mark instantly appeared.

The snow-white shirt was instantly stained red by the blood.

In an instant, a sharp pain suddenly surged from the wound like a surging tide, rushing straight to the brain.

The pain was like countless red-hot steel needles that penetrated deeply into every nerve ending without warning, and then spread and converged along the nerve fibers at an extremely fast speed.

Big Mouth Duck felt as if his brain was instantly swept by a violent storm. First there was a blank, and then it was bombarded with a flood of severe pain signals.

The attention seemed to be sucked into a high-speed spinning vortex, chaotic and unfocused, leaving only the overwhelming, almost fainting pain occupying the entire consciousness space.

Every beat of the pulse seemed to push the pain deeper into his body. His body couldn't help but tremble slightly due to the severe pain, and he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand.

Seeing that the big-mouthed duck was pale and moving slowly, Chi Mengli took advantage of the situation and continued to use the Thirteen Moves of the Miao Dao. Sometimes he jumped high and stabbed from top to bottom like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit; sometimes he swept low to the ground and attacked the big-mouthed duck's lower body like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

The big-mouthed duck, with bruises all over its body, was knocked dizzy by Chi Mengli's violent attack. It could only passively dodge left and right, and even the ability to defend itself was gradually lost.

He quickly thought about it in his mind, trying to find a way to deal with it.

But just as he was stunned, two new wounds appeared on his arm and right shoulder, and blood ooted out like tap water.

Big Mouth Duck looked at the handsome guy Sheng on the opposite side, and saw that this pawn still had a smile on his face and was swinging his knife faster and faster, which meant that this pawn still had some strength left.

If he continued to fight, he would surely die on Nathan Road!
This thought appeared in Big Mouth Duck's brain, and fear spread throughout his body in an instant. He now had only one thought, which was to run.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he lost all his strength. He blocked another attack from Liangzaisheng, then threw the long knife in his hand towards Liangzaisheng's face.

Handsome Sheng also noticed that the big-mouthed duck was getting timid, so he deliberately let it go, took a step back, tilted his head to the side, pretending to avoid being chased by it.

Although Big Mouth Duck has fallen to the ground, he is still useful to me and cannot die for the time being.

The successful Big Duck turned around and ran away, as if possessed by Bolt, without any hesitation, and directly abandoned the desperate Donglian Society thugs.

None of the gangsters are stupid. They all have smart eyes. When they see the big guy running away, they don't linger at all. They just throw away the weapons in their hands and turn around and run.

Alarm bells rang loudly and whistles sounded one after another.

Nathan Road is the core commercial district of Yau Ma Tei. If a fight breaks out here, the police will definitely step in to stop it.

Chi Mengli pulled back Spinach Dong, who had not yet chopped enough, and patted his head to wake him up.

"Brother Sheng, we have invaded the Donglian Society's territory!"

Bo Xidong, who had bruises on his body, seemed to be unaware of the pain and spoke excitedly to Chi Mengli.

"I know, don't shout so loudly, or your ears will be deafened!"

"Send the injured brothers to the clinic and tell them that resettlement money will be delivered to them tomorrow, 2,000 yuan per person, so that they can recover from their injuries."

"I, Ah Sheng, will not treat you unfairly as my brothers who have shed blood with me."

"Send someone to tell the stall owners on Nathan Road that from now on, the water houses on this street will be in charge, and I, the handsome guy, will win."

"As usual, go back and order a flower basket. It will be delivered tonight, one for each family, for three consecutive days."

"Tell these losers that things have changed!"

"You should also go and bandage it, so that Sister Lian won't see it and faint from shock."

Chi Mengli took out a cigarette case from his pocket, but after searching all over his body, he couldn't find his usual Zippo lighter.

Seeing this, Bo Xidong chuckled, took out the Zippo lighter from his pocket and handed it back.

"Push to the street!"

Seeing the lost Zippo lighter, Chi Mengli cursed, stuffed two cigarettes of Red Double Happiness into his mouth, then lit them with the lighter and gave one to Bocaidong.

He didn't know how many stalls or office buildings there were on Nathan Road, but he knew that his flower basket was not given away in vain.

A food stall costs 300 yuan, a restaurant costs 2,000 yuan, a nightclub costs 20,000 yuan, and an office building costs 10,000 yuan. This is the rule of the underworld. You can pay more, but not less.

Of course, the bosses of Nathan Road and the property management companies are not fools and will not pay the money immediately. They will generally wait for three days, and only after everything is settled will they pay the fees.

Chi Mengli would not take this money for nothing. He would compensate for everything that was broken tonight and restore it to its original state.

He has already made arrangements with the construction team and the decoration team to come in early tomorrow morning. "Arrange the brothers who are not injured to watch the scene, and the parking stalls must be manned. I don't want any money made tonight, I will give it all to the brothers who work overtime."

The fight is over, but business must go on.

Chi Mengli asked Bo Xidong to arrange for his parking boys to enter the venue. Although the party on Nathan Road is in full swing tonight, after half an hour, the venue will be full of rich people.

Life will not stop moving forward because of an unexpected event.

This is Yau Tsim Mong, not Kwun Tong. On average, this is an area where two gangsters die every hour throughout the year.

Even when the big boss Yuan brought his 249 men into Tsim Sha Tsui last year and thousands of people fought in the streets, it did not affect the guests and the rich men's pursuit of pleasure.

"Brother Sheng, what should we do with the Donglianshe pouncer lying on the ground?"

The sound of the whistle was getting closer and louder. Bo Xidong took a puff of cigarette, and two puffs of smoke came out of his nostrils. He looked at the bastards from the Donglian Society lying on the ground and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

"Call Xia Sheng, the owner of the East Union Agency in Mong Kok, and tell him to come and pick up the person."

"But now that the police have arrived, he may not need to take action."

Chi Mengli flicked the cigarette butt off his fingers. He had just planted the flag and didn't want to be taken away by the police, so he got into a van on the side of the road.

Bocaidong threw the knife in his hand to the ground and gave some instructions to Huanxi and Huogou, asking them to arrange for the wounded and be responsible for watching the scene and parking on Nathan Road tonight.

After giving the instructions, he got into the van and returned to Shanghai Street, bandaging his wounds.

The minibus responsible for transporting the wounded started first. They all knew that the gang would send them resettlement money tomorrow, and after they recovered from their injuries, they would take over.

After this great victory, Brother Sheng will definitely open a temple, and most of them will change from Blue Lanterns to Forty-nine Zai in the water room and under the sea, becoming real people of the underworld, and maybe they will even get a place to watch.

The rest of the people got on the car directly, ready to return to Shanghai Street together to have a celebratory banquet.

The convoy left in the opposite direction, avoiding the police who were approaching.

The uniformed officers of the brigade, Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, entered the scene. A Zai was the commander-in-chief this time. When he saw the dozen wounded lying on the ground, he frowned and immediately notified the headquarters to send an ambulance to rescue them.

Seeing the police arriving, all the citizens of Hong Kong left, not intending to continue watching the fun to avoid being questioned.

Young and gangsters are no good, and the cops are not much better. Lei Luo has only been on the run for a few years. In the eyes of most Hong Kong citizens, the cops are also a bunch of bastards who should be avoided if possible.

The injured Donglian Society thugs also kept their mouths shut, and none of them sold water, even though the two sides had just had a life-and-death fight.

This is Hong Kong's unique code of silence. Besides, there is a fundamental difference between being beaten and fighting on the street.

As for the bosses who suffered losses, they will not say a word.

The reason is very simple. If they don't speak up, the police won't be able to do anything to them and won't make things too difficult for them. After all, they are the victims. The handsome guy will compensate them and come to repair it the next day anyway.

But if I talk nonsense, these temporary gangsters from the water room will remember me, and I'm afraid that someone will come to cause trouble every day from now on.

We are all smart people and know what is the best choice.

Even though A Zai had known about this situation, he was still furious. Tony, the Red Stick of the Yau Ma Tei branch of the Tung Lian Society, was killed in the De Ru Tea Restaurant, and then a water room on Nathan Road was flagged off.

Even if you think about it, you can tell that this is the work of handsome Sheng.

When shooting a person, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first. This handsome guy won. It’s not easy. He also knows how to use military tactics!
"Brother A, all these guys have been put in the car. No one has reported the crime. There are too many guys on the street. The evidence department doesn't have enough bags. They have sent people back to get them."

"It looks like the Evidence Department will have to work overtime tonight. We have to compare fingerprints on hundreds of knives. This month will be very busy!"

Inspector Liang Tian, ​​who had just transferred from the Criminal Intelligence Bureau to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, walked up to A Zai, smiled bitterly, and jokingly told him about the difficulties faced by the Evidence Bureau.

"You'll get used to it. Every time the Young and Dangerous guys have a big show, the ground is full of guys."

"I was planning to hold a welcome party for you today, but I didn't expect these gangsters to suddenly cause trouble and make us work overtime. When I become the boss, I will shoot them all in the face."

"Let's go eat Sham Tseng roast goose later. Sir En and I are old friends, and he specifically asked me to take care of you."

"This is your welcome party. I'll take you to meet Mr. Guo tomorrow. As I said before, if you follow the right boss, you will definitely get a promotion and a raise quickly."

"Let the handsome guy go tonight, and handcuff this loser tomorrow."

Chi Mengli didn't hear the policeman praising him for his smart mind. Even if he heard it, he would still be confused. After all, he really didn't want to take down Tony by sneak attack.

The lights at Liji Restaurant were on, but the shutter door was half-closed with a red notice on it announcing the restaurant's closing. There was no customer in the restaurant, and the waiters were sitting on their chairs, yawning in boredom.

Xizi ran to the front with a Miao Dao in his hand and pulled up the rolling door so that Brother Sheng could enter the restaurant without lowering his head.

When the night manager of Liji Restaurant saw Handsome Sheng and his group coming in, he immediately greeted them and said, "Congratulations, Brother Sheng, you have won the first battle."

"My boss called me just now and asked me to express his gratitude to you on his behalf. He said that all the banquets tonight will be charged to his account."

Unexpectedly, Wen Liangren was so well-informed. Less than half an hour after I successfully planted the flag, he got wind of it and waived his order.

It seems that this guy has been keeping an eye on the situation on Nathan Road, fearing that he may not be able to defeat Big Duck.

However, after planting the flag, Chi Mengli had a new idea: wear other people's shoes, walk other people's paths, and leave others with no way to go.

The entry of sushi restaurants, izakayas, and high-end Japanese restaurants into Hong Kong is a situation that cannot be reversed by human power. Now the most popular female singers in Hong Kong are Yamaguchi Momoe, Takeuchi Maria, and Nakajima Miyuki.

Hong Kong's local female singers, such as Teresa Teng and Jenny Tseng, are no match for these three Japanese female singers.

These Japanese female singers can both sing and act. Watching Japanese dramas has become a trend in Hong Kong.

This will be just like Hollywood blockbusters, which will bring about a new lifestyle. Sake, sushi, and high-end Japanese food will enter Hong Kong along with the Japanese food that young people like to watch, becoming a trend and being sought after by young people.

Chi Mengli’s favorite saying is: The general trend of the world is vast and unstoppable. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish.

If you go against the trend, there is only one outcome, and that is to be smashed to pieces by the armored vehicle of the trend.

You have to use your wits to defeat them, not just use force!
(End of this chapter)