Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 286 63: Iron Law

After giving the warning, Boxing King Sheng left without looking back.

Shenxianjin and others were still standing outside the teahouse. Chi Mengli suddenly had an idea and turned around to go to the bathroom. After he had emptied his bladder, he walked out of the teahouse slowly.

"lets go!"

Shenxianjin looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say much. He turned around and got into his Mercedes-Benz.

Boxing Champion Sheng and Gao Laofa saw Shenxian Jin get into the car, and then they each returned to their own cars.

Xizai also drove the Volvo sedan that Chi Mengli had bought at a high price, and Bo Xidong hurried forward to open the back door.

Sitting in his beloved car, Chi Mengli glanced at the diamond-studded Daytona on his wrist and found that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. No wonder he felt a little hungry. After being active all morning, he only drank a bellyful of tea except for the buffet in the morning.

This is life!
"Brother Sheng, I just called Jimi and asked him to go to Liji Restaurant to book a banquet."

"In the morning, Young Master Wang called and said that he would go to the construction site with you tomorrow to see the decoration of Dragon Palace."

"At noon, Miss Ruan Wen called Tuo Di and asked you to have dinner together tonight."

Bo Xidong sat in the passenger seat, patted Xizi on the shoulder, and asked him to follow the convoy in front. He turned around and gave a list of important people who were going to call Tuodi.

But after he finished speaking, he did not turn his head, but looked at Chi Mengli with a strange expression.

"You have something to say, something to fart, but you have a constipated face. What the hell is going on!"

Chi Mengli took out a cigarette box, lowered his head and lit a Red Double Happiness cigarette for himself. When he looked up, he saw Bocaidong's constipated face, so he told this loser to fart quickly.

"Brother Sheng, at noon, someone called Tuodi and said that your donation to the church has been received and the pastor is very grateful to you."

"No, Brother Sheng, don't you hate these foreigners and monks the most? Are you crazy? I told you not to eat pufferfish randomly, this damn thing is poisonous!"

"Do you want to see a doctor now?"

"Your life is more important, don't worry about the celebration party!"

Bo Xidong stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Chi Mengli to see if his boss had become mentally disturbed or had hallucinations.

Seeing Bo Xidong going crazy in front of him, Chi Mengli picked up the newspaper on the armrest box and hit the idiot on the head, cursing: "To do business, we need a reputation. We will do legitimate business in the future. Do we really want to be known as a gangster?"

"Crazy line!"

"If you want to walk the right path in the future, you must put a sign of a great philanthropist on your name! Only then will the bosses give you a chance to be on stage. Learn from them."

"By the way, there must be something fishy going on at the Number Gang's celebration party. Be careful."

After being beaten up, Bocai Dong happily sat down after confirming that Brother Sheng had no problem with his head. He said nonchalantly, "With Lao Ding here, even if the Number Gang wants to vent their anger, they have to vent it on Lao Ding."

"Deng Qi is my uncle. If he gets angry with us juniors and the news spreads to the martial arts world, he will lose face."

"If the sky falls, there is someone taller to hold it up!"

This statement is indeed true. If the sky falls, it will hit something high.

Chi Mengli picked up the scattered newspapers and put them back on the armrest, smoking a cigarette while admiring the scenery along the way.

The convoy drove all the way to Dingfeng Building. Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong both participated in the fireworks party and had a seat.

The old man who served as the leader of the Number Gang at this fireworks party was also standing at the gate, welcoming everyone in the washroom.

The old man and the immortal Jin are old enemies, but in terms of seniority, the old man has to call the immortal Jin "Uncle Jin".

Although he wanted to stab the immortal Jin in his heart, he still had a bright and sincere smile on his face. He took the initiative to walk down the steps and greeted him warmly: "Uncle Jin, long time no see."

"Since you became the head of the water house, you have not been active in the underworld. Hong Kong is now ten thousand times more lively than before, and there are more and more tricks. You need to go out and see the world, otherwise you will be out of touch with the times and become outdated."

A sworn enemy is a sworn enemy, and his words will certainly be sarcastic.

Gao Laofa, who was standing on the right side of Shenxianjin, saw the old man yelling and not giving his disciple the face, so he immediately started to curse: "Old man, you idiot, be careful with your words."

"Bolan Street is not an ancestral temple. No matter where you hide, everything will not be fine."

"If you walk too much at night, be careful about eating peanuts."

"Pick that star!"

"Pick that star, Gao Laofa, what are you talking about! I'm talking to Uncle Jin, how can you speak? What generation are you, how can you speak here?"

"Damn it! The old ones can't stand up, and the young ones are talking nonsense." "Uncle Jin, do the water rooms follow the rules of the underworld?"

Of course the old man was not afraid of the threats from Gao Laofa. It takes more than 30 minutes to take a minibus to get from To Kwa Wan to Pot Lan Street, and five stops on the subway. Geographically, they are not adjacent at all.

When he saw Gao Laofa stand up, he didn't hesitate at all and went straight to the morning eight and started to criticize on the microphone.

Chi Mengli, who was standing at the back, was amused by the old man's shamelessness. In terms of the time the old man has been in the underworld, let alone compared with Shenxian Jin, even if compared with Gao Laofa, he would have to be seven or eight years behind.

Gao Laofa was a gangster who learned martial arts since he was a child. When he was eight years old, his father was hacked to death by someone. Shenxian Jin always raised him as his son. At that time, Gao Laofa's nickname was Shaoye Fa.

When this guy grew to be 1.8 meters tall, his nickname was changed to Gao Lao Fa.

When this fellow was ten years old, he helped Shenxianjin to settle accounts, sharpen knives for Shenxianjin, and keep watch for Shenxianjin's Fushou Cream Shop. His experience in the underworld is truly unmatched by any ordinary gangster.

Shenxianjin was quite magnanimous. He watched the old man swearing and when he saw that the quarrel was over, he suddenly started to slap the old man in the face with a big-eared thunder stick. His hand was so strong that the old man staggered.

Older gingers are more spicy!
I can't accept it!

Chi Mengli didn't expect that Shenxian Jin would dare to take action on the Number Gang's territory.

The gang members of the Number Gang who were on guard nearby, seeing their gang leader being beaten, all ran over and surrounded the people in the washroom.

The washroom thugs who stayed in the car, upon seeing the bosses being surrounded, immediately became emotional, jumped out of the car, drew out their weapons, and rushed forward desperately, as if they might start a fight on the spot if they had a disagreement.

Chi Mengli first gave Bo Xidong a look, telling him not to act rashly and to protect himself, then he squeezed forward and stood in front of Shen Xianjin, poking the red-faced old man's chest with his fingers: "Old man, you messed up this time."

"If you want to fight, we in the water room are not afraid. We can fight you from beginning to end. But today is the celebration banquet. If you want to cause trouble, I'm afraid Uncle Qi will not agree. Hurry up and make way. We will pretend that this incident never happened."

"If you, a dead loser, refuse to give in, we will leave now. All twenty or so gangs in the water house will go to your Bolan Street as guests and take turns to cause trouble. Then the demon who treats you as a brother will definitely kill you and calm the public anger."

"If you don't want to die, get out of here and get out of the way."

The old man who was slapped by Shenxianjin had eyes full of anger. He stared at Shenxianjin. If he had Black Dog in his hand now, he would definitely pull out his gun and smash the old man Shenxianjin's head.

Although what Handsome Sheng said was unpleasant to hear, he also understood that this was Handsome Sheng giving himself a way out. As long as he gave way, nothing would happen.

But in public, he was slapped in the face just because of his sarcasm. If this were to get out to the world, he would definitely lose all his face.

Whether in the business world or in the underworld, face is life. Sometimes, if you lose your face, you also lose your life.

But just when the old man was in a dilemma, a lazy voice came from Dingfeng Building: "Today is really an auspicious day! It's been busy all day, and now it looks like it's going to be even more chaotic."

"Alright! You bastards, stop blocking the way here. Get out of here."

"Brother Jin, you slapped Ah Rong in front of me. I'll remember this favor. Ah Rong is a big mouth and doesn't think before he speaks. Today is a big day, please come in, Brother Jin."

The celebration banquet is part of the fireworks party. The Number Gang is the host and the organizer of this Hong Kong Hongmen Conference, and it must be fully organized.

Although Deng Qi looks pleasant now, he is furious after having his subordinate beaten by Shenxianjin in public. But for the sake of the overall situation, he can only swallow his anger and invite Shenxianjin to come in and take a seat.

The old man who was slapped was pulled aside by the Ninth Girl who came rushing over after hearing the news. After being comforted by her, the old man looked at the Fairy Brocade with hatred and left without looking back.

Even if the old man is lawless, he would not dare to kill the chairman of Hutchison.

In fact, fifty years ago, the death of a leader was not a big deal in the Hong Kong underworld. Whether it was Wo Hup Tu or the later split Wo Lian Sheng, the leaders only lasted two years.

After all, the main task of the boss and the others at that time was to find ways to make money for everyone so that the brothers could survive.

At that time, both the boss and the assistant boss had very short lives. The lucky ones could serve for two years, but the unlucky ones might be killed after just a few days.

The earliest leaders of He Liansheng were not even killed by their enemies with the prefix Chao or Fu, but died at the hands of their own people.

In order to prevent such embarrassing incidents from happening again, the already established Hutchison Thirty-Six-Character Group sat together. Hei Gu Ren hired skilled craftsmen to make thirty-six dragon head sticks, which he distributed one to each family in the Hutchison Thirty-Six-Character Group.

Every Hutchison boss must carry a dragon head stick when he goes out, and the brothers in each group only recognize the dragon head stick of their own group.

After having the token, the incidents of killing each other completely disappeared.

But even so, it is very normal for the boss and the others to be pelted with fire bottles.

The turning point of the matter was the battle between Chao Zi Tou and He He Tu. You killed my leader, and I killed your leader. Finally, the matter was known to the Hongmen headquarters in Honolulu. Finally, the Hongmen chief came to Hong Kong and set the rules.

That is, the incumbent leader or chief cannot be eliminated. If anyone violates this rule, all Hongmen disciples will attack him together.

At that time, the Hongmen headquarters was strong in both men and horses, and the local bullies in Hong Kong certainly could not afford to offend them. Over time, this rule became the iron law of the Hong Kong underworld.

(End of this chapter)