Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 88 Blow the whistle and wave the flag, start the war!
Ma Jiaohong was shocked, thinking that Jiuwenlong was about to come out of the mountain.

Last night was their son Zhaolong’s birthday, and the two of them were very frank with each other.

After a long talk all night, she had let go of her obsession and understood Jiu Wenlong.

I want to help the other person become an ordinary person.

However, because of the bad idea she had before, she deliberately went to Huoshan to get the goods without paying, muddying the waters and forcing Jiuwenlong to come out.

As a result, things went off track, which made Rabi angry. He kidnapped Zhaolong and issued a declaration of war.

She just wanted to see the Nine-Pattern Dragon King return and regain his power, not to see him die.

Ma Jiaohong took a step forward, blocked Jiu Wenlong's way, and shouted, "Didn't you tell me that you don't care about Jianghu affairs?"

"This time, it's for my son, it has nothing to do with the martial arts world!"

Jiu Wenlong pursed his lips and spoke in a firm tone, not wanting to waste time talking to Ma Jiaohong.

"I caused this, so I'll take the blame!"

Ma Jiaohong took a step forward with his tall and slender figure, straightened his body and said with great confidence: "I will go and gather the troops and fight them now!"

'Snapped! '

Jiu Wenlong raised his hand and slapped her decisively.

"Carry it, can you carry it?"

He stared at Ma Jiaohong with his eyes wide open.

Women are troublesome and fickle.

When he wanted to retire, he was forced to come out.

When he was about to leave, he was advised to stop.

After being slapped in the face, Ma Jiaohong calmed down a lot and sobbed with her hands covering her face in grievance.

Jiu Wenlong was most afraid of women crying. He sighed and said slowly in a low and powerful voice:
"I've spoken out loudly like this before, and what happened? My dad helped me carry it!"

"When I was in prison in Siam, I saw the fall of a generation of local bigwigs, and I was thinking about it."

"Puyi can be a gardener in the palace, Huang Jinrong, the No. 1 tycoon in Shanghai, can be a street sweeper. Why can't I, Jiu Wenlong, a gangster, start over?"

When Jiu Wenlong said this, a faint bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking his own frivolity and ignorance back then.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to come out."

Ma Jiaohong's eyes turned red and he felt guilty.

If it weren't for her, perhaps the situation today wouldn't be like this.

"Don't tell me you're sorry."

"Even if you didn't force me, from the day I set foot on this road, there was no turning back!"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became deep and powerful.

When he looked at Ma Jiaohong again, he was extremely resolute: "Before, it was my dad who helped me carry it!"

"Now, I have to carry it myself for my son!"

Brother Kang looked at the Nine-Patterned Dragon, whose sharpness had been dulled, and saw it regain its edge.

For some reason, my heart was burning.

I never expected that one day, I would be able to see the former big brother of Yau Tsim Mong again, regrouping.

Fate is so magical.

He has only one word for his elder brother who had been through thick and thin with him: support him!
Kang finished the cigarette in his hand silently, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and extinguished it with his foot:
"Brother Long, I'm going to get someone now!"

"I'm coming to the company tonight!"

……

Yau Ma Tei, Sakura Garden Japanese Restaurant.

Songfengju private room.

The wooden door carved with cherry blossom patterns was closed, revealing a log-colored tatami and wooden table inside. The decoration was simple yet elegant.

Brother Labi, the leader of the Dong'an Society, sat cross-legged on the main seat, with two female attendants kneeling beside him. They were wearing kimonos and had smiles on their faces, serving with standard Japanese etiquette.

They stood on the left and right, helping to add dishes and pour sake.

Sitting next to him was Huoshan, who had a defiant look on his face, very much like Linghu Chong. He held his head high, holding a wine glass in his mouth and playing with it.

On the other side was the prince wearing a bright red leather jacket.

He has fair skin and tender flesh, and looks like a showy guy. He doesn't look like a gangster, but more like a pop singer.

"Jingle Bell."

The wooden door opened, and the wind chimes hanging on the door began to ring, attracting everyone's attention.

Taurus, Huoshan's trusted henchman, walked in with a head of shining golden hair.

"Brother Rabbi, brother Prince."

After nodding and greeting Rabi and the prince, he walked to Huoshan's ear and whispered a few words.

"what's wrong with you?!"

After hearing these two words, Huoshan slapped Taurus and knocked him over. He said with a stern face, "Brother Rabbi is here, but your words are as husky as the buzz of a mosquito. As if they don't exist!"

"Say it again, louder!"

"I'm sorry, Rabbi-san. I'm sorry, Volcano-san."

Taurus covered his red and swollen face and apologized quickly.

Rabbi took a sip of sake, and said amiably, with the demeanor of a big boss: "Huoshan, forget it, I am ignorant, just teach me."

Then he looked over with a smile on his face: "Taurus, what's going on?"

"I got wind that the Nine-Pattern Dragon came out to blow the whistle and wave the flag."

"He said that he only covered the stove but did not put out the fire!"

"Tonight, let's end it!"

Taurus said loudly.

When Rabbi heard this, his face changed. He slammed the wine glass in his hand down on the table and cursed inwardly: "Damn it, you are so arrogant even though you are lame!"

Back then, if Jiu Wenlong hadn't been so popular and arrogant, his younger brothers would have supported him and even ignored him as a big boss.

He would not have arranged for Jiu Wenlong to work in Siam. As a result, he was lucky enough to have only a broken leg.

So I had to call the police.

We finally got him locked up for six years, but as soon as he got out of prison, he came back to cause trouble.

"When the sky is crazy, it will rain; when people are crazy, they will suffer disasters."

Rabbi said with a ferocious expression: "We are all from the same sect. I am not targeting him."

"It's just that he can't figure it out and has to come back to find a sense of existence."

"Twenty or thirty years ago, you all knew about Silly Tai, right?"

Rabbi looked around at everyone:
"He used to fight with his lifeless style, holding a 40-meter-long sword, planting flags everywhere, and hacking from the Wan Chai Pier to the city center. No one could defeat him. He beat all the people in Wan Chai and was called the 'King of Wan Chai' by the underworld. Even Lockhart Road was renamed Taiko Street."

"He was just such a person. He was so arrogant back then that he could challenge Lei Luo."

"As a result, it was because of their arrogance that they provoked the wrath of the Jianghu people, causing such a large organization as Hetu to decline and become a piece of trash."

"So, for someone as restless as Jiu Wenlong, it's only right for the society to punish him."

"Be careful not to let him cause Dong'an and Hetu to fail like him!"

Huoshan was listening to Rabbi telling a story, talking about this and that, and cursing in his heart:
Damn, the boss's speech is very classy.

It's obvious that he's trying to get someone wrong, yet he speaks so righteously.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still agreed with a smile on his face:

"Brother Rabbi is right. Jiu Wenlong was once my eldest brother. I know his style best. He always acts like he is the most powerful and the only one who is in charge is me."

"For the safety of the society, we should cooperate with the society to clean up these unstable elements."

Huoshan used to be Jiuwenlong's subordinate. After Jiuwenlong was imprisoned, he naturally took over all the resources.

Most of the long-haired man and his younger brothers around him were Jiuwenlong’s former subordinates, and even the territories were once conquered by Jiuwenlong.

As long as Jiuwenlong is around, his position will be unstable.

Once the other party blows the whistle and waves the flag and comes back, he can only bow his head and serve as a younger brother.

Therefore, in the entire society, he was the only one who wished Jiu Wen Long to be defeated the most. Since the matter had become so serious, he had been involved in it secretly.

"I think if we are going to have a war, we should do it openly. Using the majority to bully the minority is a bit unethical, isn't it?"

After hearing what Huoshan said, the prince spoke in a Taiwanese accent, which was a bit cheesy but straightforward.

After listening to this, Rabbi frowned.

Huoshan keenly caught Brother Rabi's expression and fanned the flames, "Brother Prince, what are you doing?!"

"If someone fucks your woman, and you still talk about the code of conduct, are you a man?"

"What do you mean?!"

The prince's face darkened and he asked back unhappily.

"Oh, you can't even keep an eye on your own woman, what's the point of asking?"

Huoshan snorted with disdain, and continued to provoke with a tone of mockery and disdain: "Recently, your woman has been having affairs with men and women, spending the night in the ice house every day, and you've even got a green hat on your chest, and you still don't know?"

"I'm kindly informing you so that you don't think you're so impressive out there, but are actually just a green-haired turtle."

"Fuck you, Volcano, shut up!"

After hearing this, the prince's face turned pale, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, with the joints turning white from the force.

Volcano's words are not very harmful, but they are extremely insulting.

His male dignity was challenged, and he slammed the table and stood up: "Don't worry, our gang will definitely fight tonight!"

"On the company rooftop, I want to challenge Jiu Wenlong in a one-on-one duel. Otherwise, I will never be able to swallow this anger, and no one can compete with me for it!"

"Okay, be ambitious!"

Rabbi's eyes flickered slightly, but there was always a smile on his face.

He looked at the two of them and said slowly, "I'm very happy that you all are sincere about the society. Whoever helps the society clean up its mess will be the boss of Temple Street!"

Hearing what Rabi said, Huoshan's face lit up with joy and he was determined to win.

The prince left with a face that was so dark that it turned green.

Wait for the banquet to disperse.

Jinniu asked in confusion: "Boss, why do you want to push the prince to join the war?"

"Wouldn't that mean we have one more competitor?"

"You are on the first floor, and I am already on the fifth floor, silly boy."

"It's not an additional competitor, it's an additional helper."

Huoshan smiled slightly, with a sinister glint in his eyes.

"These days, when people come out to make a living, they worship Guan Erye, not become Guan Erye."

"One on one, huh, are you performing for the monkeys?"

"Don't look at the fact that Jiu Wenlong has different legs now. The prince may not be able to defeat him."

"The prince is very proud and arrogant. If he loses, he will not be able to stay in Hong Kong Island and will have to go back to his Taiwanese sister."

Huoshan proudly talked about the layout, with cunning and calculation flashing in his eyes, and ordered:

"There are so many young men in Hong Kong who want to stand out. Just pick one of them. When the two of them get tired of picking each other, you can take the opportunity to deal with Jiu Wenlong. How simple it is."

"Boss, you are still the smartest!"

Jinniu gave a thumbs up and praised: "In this way, the position of the boss of Temple Street is yours, the position of the prince is also vacant, and Jiuwenlong is solved."

“Kill three birds with one stone!”

"It's amazing!"

Huoshan's mouth corners were raised, and his eyes were full of cunning and sinisterness.

So what if Jiu Wenlong blows the whistle and waves the flag? Can those few old subordinates defeat the entire Dong'an Society's attack?

Huh, overthinking it!

……

(Left: Volcano, Right: Prince)

(End of this chapter)