Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 297 74: You are worthy of being called Jack

(Thanks to Yuewei Yinian for his support, thank you!)

(Men always have a few days a month when they lack energy. This morning I bought oysters, beef, dog and deer jelly, and made a tonic soup to continue my daily goal of 10,000.)
Chi Mengli went up the stairs directly to the second floor. There was no one guarding the second floor. The light was on in the room at the end of the corridor. He walked to the end, pushed open the half-open door, and met the person he wanted to see most tonight.

"Brother Sheng!"

The pastor who was sitting on the chair stood up. When he saw Chi Mengli walking into the house, he quickly stood up and greeted him.

Chi Mengli first glanced at the tied-up Fast Fist Jack in the room to make sure that the guy was still alive. He laughed from the bottom of his heart, then looked at the pastor and said, "In terms of intelligence, you are the best young and dangerous guy I know."

"Eat more walnuts when you have nothing to do. The brain needs sufficient fats to prevent Alzheimer's disease."

"Let me introduce you to Bocaidong, my top horse, pastor, and my partner."

Seeing Bo Xidong walk into the room, Chi Mengli introduced Bo Xidong and the pastor to each other.

"Hello, Brother Dong."

The pastor knew the position of Bo Xidong in Chi Mengli's heart, so he quickly extended a hand of friendship and greeted Bo Xidong.

Bo Xidong didn't understand the situation, but he still shook hands with the pastor, then looked at the tied-up Fast Fist Jack and asked curiously: "Brother Sheng, this kind of garbage should be thrown into the sea, recycled, and used to feed the small fish and shrimp."

Chi Mengli could only try hard to restrain himself from rolling his eyes at such thoughtless words. Loyalty and a sharp mind could not coexist. He looked at the pastor and motioned him to take out the blindfold and the rag in Quick Fist Jack's mouth.

The priest understood, stepped forward, tore off Fast Jack's blindfold and the rag in his mouth, and then stood behind Fast Jack.

"Hello, Mr. Quick Jack."

"I really hate four-character names lately, so I'll just stick to my old habit and call you Mr. Jack!"

"Mr. Jack, I have fulfilled my promise. Now it is your turn to fulfill everything you promised before."

Seeing that Fast Fist Jack had adapted to the brightness in the room, Chi Mengli walked up to Fast Fist Jack and said with a smile.

At this time, Fast Punch Jack looked a little embarrassed, with bruises all over his face, which was in stark contrast to his previous fashionable and handsome image.

It can be seen that the pastor used a little trick to make him tell the truth.

Fast Fist Jack, who had seen the light of day again, took a look at the surrounding scene, spat out a mouthful of blood, laughed miserably, and said incoherently: "Liangzai wins, whether it's Tian Si or Yuan Qingbei, they both deserved to lose."

"You are so calculating. Every step is within your plan. I admire you!"

Ten thousand words of flattery from a lackey are not as good as one word of surrender from the enemy.

Hearing what Fast Fist Jack said, Chi Mengli felt very refreshed. All the fatigue in his body disappeared, and he felt more refreshed than when he was Miss World. However, he still had to keep a calm face and pretend to be calm and composed like a gangster. He had to maintain his character.

"Mr. Jack, God is the most outrageous director. I'm just an actor. But I'm a pessimistic person and I tend to think of the story as a tragedy."

"Now is not a good time to flatter each other. I am going to give you, Mr. Jack, a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. This is a contract. As long as you sign it, you can get 5% of the shares of Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company."

"From now on, Meizidui will be responsible for the transportation of seafood from Japan. I will invest and help you, Mr. Jack, set up a professional shipping company. Shipping is a golden way to make money. You can make millions every year without lifting a finger."

"And the seafood you bring will go to my food processing factory, and then be processed by my sushi restaurants, buffet restaurants, high-end Japanese restaurants, and izakayas."

"Helping Yazaku find a place to stay and fixing the losses of Tiansi will definitely make him a great hero, and a meteoric rise to fame is just around the corner."

"Mr. Jack, everything I said can be accomplished immediately, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me, handsome boy Sheng."

After Chi Mengli finished speaking, he took out a thick envelope from his arms and threw it in front of Quick Punch Jack, and continued: "Again, I have fulfilled my promise and cleared all obstacles to our cooperation."

"The rest depends on your choice, Mr. Jack."

The priest standing behind Fast Jack didn't give the pawn a chance to answer. He kicked the chair over with a big kick. Fast Jack fell directly to the ground with blood flowing from his face.

"Be more polite! Don't mess with Mr. Jack's face."

Chi Mengli pretended to scold him, but seeing that Quick Punch Jack still didn't speak, he smiled and said, "Pastor, it seems that our Mr. Jack still needs to see our sincerity."

"Then bring your sincerity and let Mr. Jack make the right and wise decision quickly. After all, I am very busy tonight."

The pastor said nothing, just nodded and walked out of the room. A minute later, he returned to the room pushing a cart with a large sack on it.

The sack was shaking constantly, so there must be a living thing inside.

The answer to the mystery was not hidden for long. The priest took out a dagger from his waist, inserted it into the sack, cut the sack open, and kicked the person inside the sack to the ground.

The man in the sack had scotch tape on his mouth and his hands and feet were tied, so he could only whimper in pain.

Everyone present looked at the person in the sack. Quick Fist Jack obviously knew this person and his face was full of tension.

"Mr. Jack, you should be familiar with the person in the bag."

"We are all old friends, come on! Say hello!"

"Pastor, help!"

Seeing that the scene was a bit awkward and dull, Chi Mengli took the initiative to step forward to liven up the atmosphere.

After hearing Brother Sheng's instructions, the priest squatted beside the man in the sack, stabbed the dagger hard, and slashed to the left to cut the tape, but because the movement was too violent, the man's mouth expanded a lot.

"Ahhhh Bageya Road ahhhh."

A shrill scream came out of the sack man's mouth and echoed in the empty room.

The priest, who was disturbed, scratched his ears, stood up, and kicked the man in the sack on the mouth to make the bastard make less noise.

"Mr. Jack, you should be familiar with this old friend. He is Yuan Qingbei's deputy. According to our interrogation, he is the candidate to replace you, Mr. Jack, as the leader of Meizidui in the future."

"It seems that Yuan Qingbei has never chosen you!"

"My favorite book is Water Margin. When Lin Chong went to Liangshan Marsh, Wang Lun deliberately made things difficult for the former instructor of the 800,000 imperial guards and asked him to sign a letter of surrender."

"In the martial arts world, this is a very unreasonable practice, because Lin Chong is already a fugitive, he burned the hay barn, he is not pardoned, and he does not need a new letter of surrender. The national crime and family hatred are still there, so Lin Chong does not have many choices."

"There aren't many choices for the coaches of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, but you, Mr. Jack, have many choices."

"Tonight is the big test of your life. If you want to cooperate with me, you have to prove your loyalty, because I don't trust you at all. If I don't find something wrong with you, I will sleep with one eye open at night."

"Reverend, untie Mr. Jack."

"Mr. Deputy dies and you live, or you die together, or you use the dagger in your hand to kill the three of us and escape with Mr. Deputy."

"Choose one of the three and give me your answer."

After Chi Mengli finished speaking, he took out a cigarette case, lit a cigarette of Hongshuangxi, and then sat on the chair, waiting for the answer from Fast Fist Jack.

The priest used the dagger in his hand to cut all the ropes on Fast Jack, then threw the dagger in front of Fast Jack and took a few steps back to keep a safe distance.

Quick-Fist Jack, covered in dust and blood, climbed up from the ground, feeling pain in his bones. The priest was indeed ruthless and used many vicious means to pry open his mouth.

He took a few deep breaths, then stood up and looked at Chi Mengli who was sitting on the chair, then glanced at Deputy Yuan Qingbei who was lying on the ground, wailing softly.

Before seeing Handsome Sheng's skills, Fast Fist Jack was confident that he could use his skills to deal with everyone present and break out of the encirclement, even though he was seriously injured.

But he is not so naive now, because even when he is in his prime, he is no match for the handsome Sheng.

There were two things on the ground in front of Fast Fist Jack, a bloody dagger and an envelope containing a share transfer agreement.

There are two roads, one leading to life and the other to death.

"Adong, what did you bring?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Chi Mengli asked Bo Xidong, who was standing behind him and watching the fun, what was the best prop to use to watch this brotherly feud.

"It's already been prepared!"

Bo Xidong took out a Polaroid camera from his pocket and handed it to Brother Sheng.

Taking the camera, Chi Mengli removed the lens cap, pointed it at the scarred face of Quick Fist Jack, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jack, smile and be more natural. I will keep these photos for a long time."

When Quick Fist Jack saw Handsome Sheng take out the Polaroid camera, his heart skipped a beat, but he still picked up the dagger in front of him.

When the priest saw Fast Fist Jack pick up the dagger, he took a step back without leaving a trace, while Bo Xidong, who was standing behind Chi Mengli, took a few steps forward and stood in front of Chi Mengli.

As the chief director of this game, Chi Mengli holds a Polaroid camera and keeps an eye on every move of the male protagonist Fast Fist Jack.

Life and death, it’s an easy choice. Quick Fist Jack didn’t hesitate at all. He staggered in front of Deputy Yuan Qingbei.

Deputy Haruhiko Hara, who was in the sack, looked at Quick Fist Jack with fear. He wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth had been kicked by the pastor and he couldn't utter a word.

Looking at his former companion, Fast Fist Jack gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and muttered: "I'm sorry, brother. If I don't cut it with this knife, my whole family will be dead on the street tomorrow."

"I will prepare the best coffin for you and ask a master to perform a water and land ceremony for you so that you can be reincarnated as soon as possible."

"sorry Sorry."

Having said that, Quick Fist Jack decisively stabbed his knife, with the tip of the knife piercing Deputy Haruki Hara's chest.

Deputy Yuan Qingbei watched in horror as the long knife pierced his chest. The strength in his body was lost in an instant. He suddenly saw the spider webs on the ceiling and the mold spots that were invisible to the naked eye.

Whether it is Christianity or Buddhism, there are concepts of heaven and hell, but he did not wait for the messenger from hell or heaven to arrive, only his vision gradually became blurred.

"Mr. Jack, please move a little to the left. Yes, that's it. Don't let your hand leave the dagger. Okay! That's it."

After directing Fast Fist Jack to pose, Chi Mengli quickly pressed the shutter of the camera. Not satisfied with just one photo, he pressed the shutter again and took two more photos.

The photo was printed out quickly. He held it in his hand and shook it a few times to allow the developer to flow evenly and develop quickly.

The photo developed quickly, with Fast Jack's movements and scenes all printed on it.

Chi Mengli stood up and took a few photos of his deputy Yuan Qingbei, who was lying on the ground and had already died.

"Mr. Jack, I have obtained your letter of surrender. You can hand over the dagger in your hand."

Chi Mengli put all the photos into the envelope he had prepared in advance and stuffed it into the pocket of his suit jacket. He clapped his hands and asked Fast Fist Jack to hand over the dagger in his hand.

The pastor stood aside, wearing soft rubber gloves on his hands, holding a transparent evidence bag, and staring at Fast Fist Jack with eager eyes.

The man had been killed and the photo had been taken. Fast Fist Jack had no way out. He smiled bitterly and handed over the dagger in his hand.

The priest took the dagger and wiped it carefully from top to bottom with the handkerchief he carried with him. After making sure there were no fingerprints of his own on it, he handed the dagger to Fast Fist Jack.

Looking at the dagger handed back to him, Quick Fist Jack immediately understood what the priest meant. He took the dagger again and left his fingerprints on it.

The priest took the dagger again, walked quickly to Deputy Yuan Qingbei's side, stained it with Deputy Yuan Qingbei's blood, then closed the dagger and threw it into the evidence bag.

"Now that we have the letter of surrender, we have a bridge of communication. Now we need you, Mr. Jack, to wipe the blood off your hands, sign your name on the share transfer form on the ground. The pen is inside."

Chi Mengli continued to direct Quick Punch Jack to take the next step.

Now, Fast Punch Jack is like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others. Just like a puppet, he can only listen to the orders of Handsome Sheng and act mechanically.

When he opened the envelope, there was indeed a pen inside. Quick Punch Jack took off the pen cap and signed his name on the document written in English. Born in Chinatown, New York, he was a Chinese who blended tradition and modernity. His name was also a fusion of Chinese and Western cultures, Jack Ma.

Of course, this is how the foreigners call each other. If we follow the Chinese tradition, we should call him Majek.

A very fashionable name!
After Mr. Quick Fist Jack, no, Mr. Majek signed his name, he left the signing window and asked the pastor who was watching on the side to take away all the documents and pens.

After taking the document, Chi Mengli glanced at the signature column and discovered that Fast Fist Jack actually had a name that was worth a lot of money.

Look at this guy, he is working as a lackey for the Japanese for a chance to get ahead. He is not worthy of this glorious name at all.

After complaining a few words in his heart, Chi Mengli gave the equity transfer agreement to Bo Xidong and asked him to take it to the law firm tomorrow morning and have Attorney Zhang Jie Li send it to the notary office.

The first shareholders' meeting of Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company was about to begin. He had to get the people of Yazaku to unite with him and persuade these Japanese bosses who had settled in Hong Kong to allow him to continue to run Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company.

In fact, there is a great possibility of cooperation with the Japanese Chamber of Commerce because Chi Mengli made a lot of compromises. As the temporary general manager of Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company, he hired a Japanese accounting firm and signed a three-year cooperation contract.

Someone was sent to send the first month's financial report to each shareholder. The losses, profits, gross profit margins, store operating costs, and expansion plans were all clearly reflected in the monthly financial report.

The future situation of Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company is not just good, but very good.

In the future, we will continue to open sushi restaurants and convenience stores near schools and continue to sell more profitable bento meals, sushi rolls, oden and other ingredients.

Yazaku controls the fishery's external sales channels. As long as Yazaku stands with him, there will be a steady supply of cheap seafood.

The ocean is a treasure house, an inexhaustible treasure house.

"Mr. Jack, you may not know how much profit the contract you signed will bring you."

"I know that you have always had a communication channel with Yazaku, and you can continuously report the underworld intelligence of Hong Kong to the top leaders of Yazaku. Now I want you to call your friends in Yazaku and report to them."

"It is said that Yuan Qingbei has dealt with Liangzai Sheng and has taken back 5% of the shares from Liangzai Sheng. He has also obtained a batch of arms from Hong Kong and is returning to Japan on a fishing boat."

"Mr. Jack should be able to help me with this small favor, right?"

Chi Mengli clapped his hands and asked the pastor and Bo Xidong to put Deputy Yuan Qingbei's body back into the sack and throw it into the sea later.

"Mr. Chi, I need a phone that can make international calls, otherwise I can't communicate with Edo."

The handle is already in the hands of the Hong Kong underworld boss. Fast Fist Jack has completely boarded the pirate ship. Apart from cooperating, he has no other way to go. All he can do now is to agree to all the demands of the scary man.

Otherwise, he would become a dead soul in the sea like his former companions.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Things may change over time. It is impossible for Handsome Sheng to always have the upper hand. If there is a chance, I will never let him go.

"Reverend Sir?"

Seeing that Fast Punch Jack was willing to cooperate, Chi Mengli immediately looked at the pastor.

The pastor walked quickly to the window sill, opened the curtains, took out the telephone and tape recorder hidden inside, hooked his finger at Fast Fist Jack, and asked him to go to the window sill to make a call.

Everything is ready, just waiting for you to surrender!

Seeing the telephone and recorder in front of him, Fast Fist Jack smiled bitterly from the bottom of his heart, picked up the receiver, pressed the number on the numeric keypad, and waited for the other end to answer.

This is a phone number that can directly contact Lord Wakato. Although it is not a call to Lord Wakato himself, it can only contact Lord Wakato's assistant. This is the trump card Mr. Tianshi gave himself.

All of Harukita Hara's actions were heard by Wakato-sama through international calls. The walls have not only ears, but also pairs of eyes staring at you.

"Moses?"

"Master Gu Jing, I'm Jack, and I have a special situation to report."

"speak!"

"Master Yuan Qingbei has defeated Liangzai Sheng, and the two have reached an agreement. Five percent of the shares of Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company have been transferred to Meizidui. As the person in charge of Meizidui, I have signed the agreement."

"From now on, the seafood from the major fisheries will be sold by the Dongsheng Fresh Food Chain Company."

Fast Fist Jack doesn't understand Japanese, he only speaks Mandarin and English. He has been speaking Mandarin, which means that the person on the other side understands Mandarin.

Chi Mengli took out a cigarette box, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, lit it, and thought.

Fast Fist Jack said most of what Chi Mengli had told him to do, then looked in the direction of Chi Mengli. Seeing that this rubbish bastard didn't say anything, he continued, "Master Haruhoku left Xiangjiang ten minutes ago and took a fishing boat back to Edo."

The priest standing nearby took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it in front of Fast Fist Jack.

The Titanic!
Ten days later, we arrived in Edo.

There were two lines of words written on the paper, providing information about the fishing boat.

"The fishing boat was the Tieda Aini, and it arrived in Edo ten days later."

"Yuan Qingbei did not go back alone. His team members followed him back. His deputy also went to Haojiang and continued to contact the people in the Shuifang Haojiang branch, preparing to kill Liangzai Sheng after the mission was accomplished."

"But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he recruited three Annan sharpshooters in Kowloon Walled City. They were all from the South Annan Special Forces and their marksmanship was perfect."

"These three Annan sharpshooters also followed Harukita on board, and Lord Harukita purchased a large amount of guns and ammunition to be shipped back to Edo."

"Master Gu Jing, how should I proceed?"

Quick Fist Jack said everything he had to say, and then waited for orders from the other end of the phone.

"Very good, I understand. I will report this to Lord Wakato. Since Haruhiko Hara has chosen to cooperate, it means that cooperation is in the interests of the organization."

"Do as Hara Haruhoku tells you. If the boss has any new instructions, I will let you know."

"It's getting late, and I have things to take care of. Bye."

"toot toot"

Hearing the busy tone on the receiver, Fast Fist Jack quickly put the phone back on the landline.

The pastor who had been staring at Fast Fist Jack also reached out to turn off the recorder, then took out the tape, handed it to Fast Fist Jack, and pointed at Chi Mengli.

Quick-Fist Jack suddenly realized what was going on, and quickly took the tape in his hand, limped to Chi Mengli, and handed the tape to the big boss who held his life in his hands with both hands.

"Mr. Jack, is everything you said true?"

Chi Mengli took the tape, put it in his suit pocket, and asked with a smile.

"It's all true!"

Quick Fist Jack nodded quickly and said, "Uncle Crocodile took some money from Yuan Qingbei and helped this son of a bitch Yuan Qingbei contact an old friend of the Haojiang Water House Branch. After Yuan Qingbei was expelled from the country by the police, he went to Haojiang."

"This bastard has already negotiated with the big shots of the Haojiang Water House branch, and they are going to kill you, Brother Sheng, together."

"What about the arms and Annan special forces gunners?" Chi Mengli continued to ask.

"The deal for this batch of arms has been finalized, and the money has been paid. It is now hidden directly below the observation tower 300 meters behind the Beacon Tower on Bijia Mountain, and sealed with plastic wrap."

"These weapons are discarded by the foreigners. They have serial numbers on them, and the bullets are also military standard. There are even blue stamps on them from the Colonial Office. These weapons were sold by an international dismantler. I heard that the owner is a man named Song Sheng."

(Although the guns and ammunition of the British troops stationed in the colonies were also uniformly distributed by the Logistics Department, they had the blue paint mark of the Overseas Colonial Department. I don’t know why.)
This name Song Sheng was not the first time that Chi Mengli had heard it. Of course, there were many people with the surname Song in Hong Kong, and there were also many gangsters with the surname Song among them.

Even whether this Mr. Song’s surname is Song or not is a big question mark.

"How much ammunition is there?"

Chi Mengli asked subconsciously, but after he asked it, he immediately felt something was wrong. This was a question that the cops should ask, not a question that the Young and Dangerous should ask.

“十支斯特林L2A3冲锋枪，五支L1A1 SLR半自动步枪，两千发子弹，一支L42A1狙击步枪，还有五个米尔斯L2A2破片手雷。”

The arms were transported by Yuan Qingbei with the help of Quick Fist Jack. There was no other way because he was the only one in Yuan Qingbei's team who knew a little Cantonese, and only one or two of the others knew a little Mandarin.

Therefore, he was the only one who could transport the arms.

"Adong, these goods are too hot to keep in your hands. Find a buyer quickly. If O-Ji gets wind of this, they will definitely catch us all in one fell swoop. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the ancestral hall."

Chi Mengli instructed Bo Xidong to ask his trusted henchman to quickly find a buyer and process the goods.

"Don't worry, Brother Sheng! The big circle guys like this kind of long fire the most. They need heavy firepower. After all, they have to exchange passionate shots with the cops. If the firepower is not good, they will easily be shot into a hornet's nest by the cops."

If the big circle guys want to patronize Shark Dantong's gold shop, they need a powerful long fire, otherwise they will be blocked by the police on the road, which would be a disaster.

In fact, Bocaidong wanted to keep this batch of long fires in his hands. If there was any trouble in the hall, he could rely on this batch of long fires to hold the situation. Besides, it was not a big deal to hide a few long fires in the land. If something went wrong, he could ask the Tong party to come out and take charge.

Anyway, they are not grown up yet. Even if they accidentally killed someone, they can't be sentenced to more than fifteen years. One day in the boys' home is equivalent to three days, and one year is equivalent to three years. They will be released after a few years.

If you hire a good lawyer and rule the murder as manslaughter, you won't have to serve five years in prison, but will be released in two years at most.

Nowadays, all major societies like to use the Tong Party to take the blame. The resettlement fee is low, only tens of thousands of yuan, and it takes little time, and it will be released in a few years.

These people in the "pupil gang" group themselves have no future. There is no difference between being in a boys' home and being on the streets. Some even provide them with three meals a day, so they don't have to go hungry.

The Boys' Home also has a rehabilitation program run by the Department of Justice, where students can study and get a diploma. You should know that the tuition fees for vocational and commercial colleges nowadays are several hundred dollars per month, but now you can save that completely.

To be honest, the future of young people in Hong Kong is to spend time in jail.

Thinking of saving money to buy an apartment in Sheung Wan is so stupid!

Waiting for a housing estate apartment, stupid!
There are more than 100,000 people queuing up now. If you are unlucky, you may wait until you die and still not get a seat!

Spending money to buy land and build a tenement building is stupid and foolish!

Now the housing and land prices have risen to an outrageous level, and they will definitely not rise any more in the future!

It is still more promising to stay in a cell. You have a 10-square-meter bed to live in, someone to take care of three meals a day, and you have uniform and nice uniforms to wear. You can change into new sandals every month, and you can also study for free.

Making a fortune!

Chi Mengli had no idea what his most trusted henchman, Bo Xidong, who was also known as the King of You Ma Dining, was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely throw this idiot into the sea to make him sober up. Brains are to be used, not just for decoration!

"Mr. Jack, we are partners now. Do you have any little secrets to tell me?"

Yuan Qingbei is also a talented person, a very efficient one. If he doesn't cut the Gordian knot quickly, he may be attacked from both inside and outside and suffer a great loss. It seems that starting from zero frame is the key to victory!
"Brother Sheng, there is nothing else to say. I have said everything that needs to be said."

Fast Fist Jack was also very single. He followed the other two people present and called Chi Mengli Brother Sheng, hoping to get closer to him.

"Okay, Mr. Jack, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Chi Mengli stood up and shook hands with Fast Fist Jack, letting this guy go for the time being. He looked out the window at the darkening night outside, and said with a smile, "I will arrange a territory for you, and you can recruit soldiers and horses."

"I have something else tonight, so I won't stay with Mr. Jack."

"Farewell!"

Fast Fist Jack's troubles have been solved. Chi Mengli squatted down, picked up the two cigarette butts on the ground and put them in his pocket. Deputy Yuan Qingbei died here. This is the first crime scene.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and Chi Mengli doesn't want to appear at the crime scene with a cigarette butt containing his DNA.

You know, countless underworld bosses finally fell in their old age due to big data fingerprint matching and DNA screening. Chi Mengli doesn't want to repeat their mistakes.

Seeing Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong leave, the silent pastor followed them. When the three of them reached the stairs, Chi Mengli said, "I'm ready for the territory I promised you."

"Jimmy recently snatched Wenmingli from Laofu. Although it is a small part of Temple Street, it is still profitable. If you want to enter the Temple Street Night Market, you have to pass by Wenmingli."

"There are restaurants, teahouses, antique shops, and vegetable markets in Wenming. There are enough for you to support the other twelve guards."

"But I will give you the place directly. Everyone in the martial arts world will know that something is wrong between us. You keep trying to seize the places one by one, and I will let Jimi go easy on you. In the end, you will have your own place and the battle will be won."

"But I have to be frank. I don't care if you're a taxi driver, but if you start a porn stall, or get involved with Miss White or pork, our partnership will be over. I don't like short-lived people, especially short-lived partners."

"Also, the two hundred thousand I promised will be given to you tomorrow."

"I have something to do. I'll call you."

"Throw Hara Haruhoku's unfortunate deputy onto the beach at Victoria Harbor. Find someone reliable to do it. Throw the small item covered with fingerprints from Fast Fist Jack next to the body."

"The police are busy with all kinds of things every day, and it's really cruel to let these idiots guess."

"Be quick and don't let anyone catch you."

All that needed to be explained had been explained, and all that needed to be instructed had been given. Chi Mengli left with Bo Xidong without looking back.

The pastor took out the red money from his pocket, and his usually silent and calm face now showed an excited expression. His decision to board the ship of Handsome Sheng was the right one. He was originally introduced to Sister Do, but after Sister Do disappeared, he had no future.

After lying in the daily rental apartment for three whole days, he made a surprising decision.

He asked the person who introduced him before and found out that Liangzai Sheng liked running. However, if he rashly went to the place where Liangzai Sheng ran to block a famous gangster, he would definitely be hacked to death.

Although he had only been with Do姐 for a few days, Do姐 was very generous and bought him a gold Rolex and gave him 20,000 yuan as a settling-in fee.

These are all external things!

The pastor sold all his belongings and found Viper Ming, who had a particularly good relationship with Handsome Sheng. He gave all his property to Viper Ming and asked him to arrange a meeting for them.

Handsome Sheng really gave face to Viper and showed up on time. Then the pastor knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Handsome Sheng, and wanted to go to the bathroom.

The pastor is not actually a member of the Number Gang. He is just a member of the Pupil Gang who is doing relatively well. He is a young force cultivated by the Number Gang. There is no question of whether he can pass the level or not, because the Number Gang does not recognize them as their brothers in the sea.

Even if you admit it, it's useless. The number doesn't help much, but it does help with a lot of gangsters. Without money, connections, and a big boss who appreciates you, there's no way you can get ahead.

The handsome man kowtowed twice, and when the priest was about to kowtow for the third time, he was helped up by this top gangster who was in the limelight.

From that day on, the pastor had a way to make money by supporting his brothers, but he also began to help the handsome boy with things.

However, all the hard work paid off, as he was about to fight with Wang Jimi, the horse-riding master of the Yau Ma Tei Gang. If the handsome man had not lied to him, his battle would surely become famous in the underworld, and he would take Wenmingli into his pocket and become a legitimate underworld boss.

Chi Mengli took the lead and walked out of the two-story building. The man in the baseball cap who led the way was squatting at the door of the building, poking the termite nest with a wooden stick. When he saw the real culprit coming out, he quickly stood up, threw the stick away, and continued to lead the way, bringing Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong back to their original place.

Xizi was sitting on the front of the car smoking. When he saw Brother Sheng and Brother Dong coming back, he quickly jumped off the front of the car and flicked the cigarette butt out of his mouth.

"Okay, let's go back to Tuodi first, and then go to Tsim Sha Tsui East."

Chi Mengli has a lot of evidence on her. Part of this evidence will be handed over to Guo Guohao, and some will be kept in a password box and taken out at the critical moment.

This is one of the Eagle's moves that determines victory or defeat, and should never be used lightly.

Ton Lao Chi Road, Tsim Sha Tsui East.

The first phase of reclamation in Wan Chai formed an artificial coastline. Ton Lo Chi Road was built at the same time and named after Ton Lo Chi, the Chief Secretary of Hong Kong.

So first there was Du Laozhi, then there was Du Laozhi Road, and finally there was Du Laozhi Nightclub.

The current Du Laozhi Nightclub belongs to Mr. Lang Du, who took over the Du Laozhi Nightclub from the king of entertainment venues, Huang Qiu and Huang Laoxie.

This building, once a symbol of Shanghainese wealth and power, has now changed hands and is now in the hands of Mr. Lang Du, a man from another province.

In Hong Kong, "outsiders" generally refer to two places. One is the closest place, Haojiang, but the cross-river dragons from Haojiang are generally called Ma Jiaozai in the underworld.

Majiajiao, which is the same as the word "bo", is a mythical beast in ancient times. It looks like a white horse, has a single horn and sharp teeth, and eats tigers and leopards.

In fact, judging from the appearance description, it is very similar to the unicorn described in Western mythology.

Since Haojiang has a special name, the name of Mr. Langdu’s province is obvious, and that is Wanwan.

It is not surprising that Taiwanese people come to Hong Kong to do business.

Those Shanghainese with deep roots in the past all went to Taiwan, while those with shallow roots who didn't want to have anything to do with politics all went to Hong Kong. Of course, many also went to Australia to buy land and to Brazil to become neighbors with the Japanese devils.

But more people go to America and Canada across the ocean and become the main force of Chinatown. In New York, Los Angeles, and Vancouver, you can see Shanghainese people speaking the soft Wu dialect everywhere.

This is also the reason why the phenomenal TV series "Beijingers in New York" that appeared a few years ago is a story about new immigrants based on this group of people.

Huang Lao Xie's position in the underworld and Shanghai is not too prominent, but his power is considerable. Mr. Lang Du has snatched away the golden chicken that lays the most golden eggs in his hand, and he will definitely not let it go.

The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, and in the end, Huang Lao Xie was defeated.

After Mr. Lang Du took over, he handed over the Du Laozhi Nightclub to the big boss Yuan.

Bazhi stayed in Tsim Sha Tsui East for three days and didn't even go to Brother Sheng's celebration party. He could be considered to have completed the task assigned by Brother Sheng.

"Boss, Tsim Sha Tsui East is really prosperous, more prosperous than Yau Ma Tei. Do you want to talk to Brother Sheng and ask him to lead the brothers to rush to Tsim Sha Tsui East? I guarantee that the money in your pocket will be more than it is now."

Tsim Sha Tsui East is Hong Kong’s mecca for entertainment. If Bowl Lane in Yau Ma Tei represents low-end entertainment venues, then Tsim Sha Tsui East is the high-end.

Of course, the once big brother North Point is still prosperous now, but it has become much more desolate since those elderly Justices of the Peace no longer like to go out to party.

Eight Fingers looked at the henchman who was talking nonsense, hit him on the head with the newspaper in his hand, and scolded him: "Come to Tsim Sha Tsui! Come to Tsim Sha Tsui!"

"Now you, the loser, are the one who makes the decision?"

“Yau Tsim Mong is good and can make a lot of money, but it also depends on how lucky you are!”

"If you are not lucky enough, no matter how much money you make, it has nothing to do with you."

"We've been squatting in Tsim Sha Tsui for three days. You've counted how many gangsters have been taken away by the clinic's ambulance!"

"Even big names like the Tung Lian Society, Tung Ying, and Ying Lian can't plant a flag or open a gang in Tsim Sha Tsui. Of course, Brother Sheng is a double-flowered red stick and is invincible, but he can't stop it by relying on you losers!"

(End of this chapter)