Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 153: Teaching Children in the Car

"Four unlucky, three and a half million, one price, just for good luck, we are all brothers, don't be too fussy."

The old fox, Yutou Biao, simply lowered the price by half a million with the intention of asking for good luck.

Chi Mengli was still very satisfied with the price, but he couldn't agree to it immediately, as this would make Yutoubiao and his gang feel that it was not worth it. He had to hold on to make both parties satisfied.

Seeing that Handsome Sheng was afraid of the revolver at his waist, the leader of the Bronze Horses deliberately took a step forward, wanting to make Handsome Sheng fall to the ground and surrender.

"Since Brother Biao has spoken, a young man like me must agree with both hands and feet."

Chi Mengli also noticed the actions of Tongma's henchman. He stood up indifferently, picked up the hand-held box on the table, weighed it, and then said with a smile: "Brother Biao should not be able to cheat on the weight and add fake paper into the banknotes."

"We have settled our grievances. Brother Biao, Brother Tongma, I have nothing to do with the Happy Pills business anymore."

After he said that, he threw the box in his hand to Bocaidong behind him.

Then he took a step forward and came in front of the Bronze Horse Henchman. While the guy was not able to react, he pulled out the revolver from his waist, opened the safety skillfully, and pulled the trigger at the Bronze Horse Henchman's ear.

"bang"

Fire burst out from the muzzle of the M1895 Nagant revolver, and the bullet hit the grass.

The leader of the bronze horses was so frightened that his legs went limp and he fell directly to the ground.

"Fuck you! You just grabbed a squirting gun and you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You're really so bold as to play with a black dog in front of your A-Da. You don't know how many eyes the horse king has!"

"Brother Tongma, the young men under your command don't know the seriousness of the situation. If you don't teach them well, they will cause you big trouble."

"I have an appointment, so I'm leaving now. We should not contact each other anymore. This is so damn unlucky!"

"Brother Biao, I hope to see the remaining 500,000 today."

Chi Mengli snorted coldly, then threw the M1895 Nagant revolver to Beibi, arrogantly spat the cigarette butt in his mouth onto the table, turned around and left the court.

The thugs in the water room all looked at Taro Biao and Bronze Horse with unfriendly expressions. When they passed by Jizai, Fence and Loki, they spat a mouthful of sticky phlegm on the ground beside them to express their disdain for the traitors.

The group of people from the water room swaggered out of the gate of the private football club. Chi Mengli asked Bo Xidong to open the hand-held suitcase, and he lit a Hongshuangxi cigarette and took a comfortable sip.

"Boom! Guys, I'm out."

After Chi Mengli finished speaking, he began to take out money, starting with Bo Xidong, and directly stuffed 300,000 yuan into the hand of this loser, patted his face, and said with a smile: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Brother Sheng, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Spinach Dong was overjoyed after getting the money and replied with a "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival".

Hearing this loser say something auspicious was harder than climbing to the sky. Chi Mengli patted Bocaidong on the shoulder, then took out another 300,000 yuan and stuffed it into Hei Ah Hu's hand: "Ah Hu! You are also very poor, and you still drive a broken Nissan."

"I wanted to give you a car, but I'm not sure what brand you like. After thinking it over, I decided to give you money. You can buy whatever you want with the money."

"Thank you, Brother Sheng!"

Hei Ah Hu looked at the banknotes in his hand and said gratefully: "Brother Sheng, today is your birthday, and I haven't given you a birthday gift yet. Brother Sheng, you've given me so much."

"It's for you, just take it. I'll serve Xiangtang wine and Shou wine tonight at Liji Restaurant. Remember to come and have a drink with me."

Chi Mengli patted Hei Ah Hu's shoulder and asked him to come over for birthday wine in the evening. Then he turned to look at his adopted son, whom he recognized by pinching his nose, and counted out 100,000 yuan from the box and stuffed it into his hand: "I, your adopted grandfather, will celebrate your birthday tonight, so come over early."

"Thank you, godfather! I will definitely be there early in the evening."

Beibi stuffed 100,000 yuan into his pocket and said auspicious words.

Ji Mi, Xi Zai, He Sheng, Lan Zui Long and other gang members who came to watch the show gave 80,000 yuan each, and the remaining dozen or so gang members also gave 10,000 yuan each.

People come out to the underworld and work in the docks to make money. If you want your followers to be loyal and honourable, you have to fill their pockets.

Most of the box of banknotes had been given out. If Chi Mengli said he didn't feel bad, he really didn't. He used other people's money to feed his men. He would do such a good thing as many times as possible.

The old men guarding the gate of the private football club were all staring at the handsome guy Sheng dividing the gold on the big scale, drooling with envy.

The scenes of eating meat with big mouthfuls, drinking wine with big gulps, and dividing gold with big scales, these old gangsters have only been seen in martial arts novels.

Even though Yu Tou Biao's business is a life-threatening one, he pays his men cheap wages.

The old lucky guys who witnessed the handsome boy win the gold division today will definitely tell everything they saw and heard, and it will become a new legend in the world. In the future, the handsome boy’s victory will surely be even more famous!
After dividing the money, Chi Mengli got into his Volvo 240 sedan. He wanted to close the door, but a wicked idea suddenly flashed through his mind, so he stretched out his hand and called to the baby who was about to get into his car: "Baby, get in my car."

Hearing the call from his godfather, Beibi said something to Da Chong and got into his godfather's luxury car.

"Let's go. We can't let Uncle Deng wait any longer! I can't afford to be accused of disrespecting the elders in the martial arts world."

Hesheng nodded and drove towards Happy Valley. Uncle Deng opened a teahouse in Happy Valley to make it convenient for people in the underworld to resolve disputes.

"Why does your head still hurt?" Chi Mengli asked with concern as she looked at the net and gauze wrapped around Beibi's head.

Facing a godson who was several years older than himself, he said he was not embarrassed, and he didn't believe it himself, but since he had already accepted him, he had to take it seriously.

Although Hong Kong does not have the tradition of adopting children, whether the godson lives a good life and whether he can get a title depends on whether the godson is strong enough and whether his words are forceful. For the sake of her own face, Chi Mengli must make the Beibi turret shine brightly.

"It's just a river explosion, no problem at all, thank you godfather for your concern!"

It was the first time for Beibi to communicate with his godfather, so he was a little embarrassed, but his responses were decent.

"I'm glad you're okay! I heard that Do gave you 300,000 yuan, but you didn't accept it."

"Why?"

"I remember you're not stupid. Why don't you make money? Did you really get hit on the head by a wine bottle?"

Chi Mengli was not surprised that Do gave money to Beibi, because no bars in Suho were open now, and even no decoration team dared to take on the bar decoration business.

Ji Mi has many tenants who want to make a name for themselves under his command. In order to catch his eye, they go to the Soho Bar and smash it up every day. Not to mention the opening of the bar, now there is not even a whole tile to be found in the Soho Bar.

The gang leaders who are looking for jobs in Yau Ma Tei all know that if they can't suppress the handsome Sheng in one breath, or kill the loser in one fell swoop, they shouldn't take action.

"I can take what my godfather gives me, but I can't touch anything without my godfather's permission. I understand this rule of the underworld."

"If I didn't have a godfather, I wouldn't be able to protect the 666 Nightclub. I'm afraid I would be like Tyrannosaurus Rex now, a cripple, guarding the rotten fruit fence given by the godfather."

The smart baby knew that the young godfather next to him was testing him, so he quickly made his position clear, saying that he was an obedient dog and would do whatever his godfather told him to do.

Apart from being old, Beibi doesn't have many shortcomings.

As for the aspect of repaying kindness, there is still room for examination. Chi Mengli is not a three-year-old child who believes whatever others say.

But it's a good thing that he's alert and won't get into trouble under his own name.

"Baby, you are very good. You know when to advance and when to retreat. This is rare."

"Life is like this. Sometimes if you take a step back, you will see a new world."

"Take today's incident as an example. Tell me, should I withdraw?"

Being smart is sometimes an advantage and sometimes a disadvantage. This is the legendary two-sided nature of the development of things.

Now that you’ve passed the stage of being sharp-minded, it’s time to test your vision!
Chi Mengli opened the cigarette box, picked out a Hongshuangxi, said "Hey!", and threw it to Bocaidong who was sitting in the passenger seat, then to Beibi, and finally to herself.

Beibi took the Double Happiness cigarette and saw that his godfather wanted to smoke, so he quickly took out his lighter and lit it for him.

"Don't be impatient, think about it slowly."

Rolling down the car window and blowing out a smoke ring, Chi Mengli stretched comfortably and let the baby think slowly.

Beibi thought a lot. Logically speaking, the last shot fired by Qiye had shocked the whole audience.

To be honest, he had seen many martial arts masters and top members of social organizations, but most of them could not perform such beautiful moves as Qiye.

The only one who could do this in the washroom was Gao Laofa, but Gao Laofa had learned this skill since childhood, while Qiye had learned it after entering the washroom.

But the fact that Qiye asked himself the question in a serious manner showed that he did not think that his action had saved his face.

That's it!

You can do it! It's not a problem, because the gangsters are not afraid of killing people, showing off their horses, and making big movies.

But the question is, who to kill!
Beibi didn't speak rashly. He was thinking, following the logic of his godfather.

"Yo Tou Biao was the first to speak today, and he was the one who kicked you out. What are you doing to him?"

The silence lasted long enough, long enough that after turning another corner they would reach Happy Valley. Baby tentatively gave his answer.

"Stupid! The fact that Taro Biao came out to talk about money shows that he cares about the happy pills, but it doesn't mean that he is the mastermind."

“Even I want to get on board with the Eight-Faced Buddha, not to mention the Taro Mark.”

"Tong Ma has not spoken a word. He must have teamed up with Yu Tou Biao. He is Yi Qun's red stick. Yu Tou Biao went to see Ya Qi a few days ago and asked Do to spit out the meat in his mouth. It must have been Tong Ma's idea to make the plane."

"To put it bluntly, this Taro Biao is just a cannon!"

Chi Mengli was troubled by Beibi's stupidity. He couldn't even see through such a small matter and needed her guidance.

(End of this chapter)