Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 117 Fat Deng: It's good that Shuifang died, it's truly a blessing from heaven for the He Lian Sheng family!
"Adi, call Ahai right now and tell him to bring some people to my place. I have something to tell him to do!"

Shuifang got into the car and then called out to Adi, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Adi first took out his mobile phone, and then asked another question.

"Ah Da, should we send them to the Willie Casino to work for the Wo Luen Shing people?"

"Help me my ass, just be polite to him, you actually took it seriously?"
"The fact that I could get Hei Zai Rong to patronize their place is already a huge favor to He Yaozong!"

Shui Fanglai continued, then explained.

"We must first get these two Hong Kong Island triads and the Number Gang to fight each other, cutting off the Number Gang's escape route for negotiations."

"I called Ah Hai over so they could investigate where those gunmen at the Fortress Hotel were hired!"

"Wasn't it found by the number service?"

Shuifang Lai nodded: "Possibly. After all, Broken Tooth Koi has been forced into this situation, so it's possible that he might resort to desperate measures."

I have to follow the trail and try to get Broken Tooth Koi out of there as soon as possible. I won't get a single peaceful night's sleep until he's dead!

"it is good!"

Adi dialed the number and then gave some instructions over the phone.

Before we knew it, the car had already driven to Qinhai East Road.

Shui Fanglai's Rolls-Royce was in the middle of the convoy. As the three vehicles in front of him crossed the bridge, a light truck suddenly darted out from the right side of the road, drove into the middle of the road, and made a sharp turn, cutting right in front of Shui Fanglai's car.

crunch--

The driver instinctively braked, barely stopping the car and preventing a rear-end collision between the Rolls-Royce and the truck.

"Damn it, tonight's been such a mess!"

Shui Fanglai's face turned ugly. At the same time, Adi had already pulled out a pistol from his waist and loaded it.

They weren't alarmed; the place was only a kilometer away from Shui Fang Lai's land, and their car was bulletproof.

Even if a dozen more gunmen suddenly appear, the gunmen in the convoy alone can hold them off for quite some time!

squeak-

In a flash, Adi noticed that the rear cargo door of the truck in front of him had been pushed open.

Before he could even see what was happening inside the carriage, he felt a blinding ray of light shining directly into his face, instantly making everyone in the carriage unable to open their eyes.

Qiu Gang stood at the back of the carriage, holding a powerful flashlight. The moment he opened the carriage door, he shone it on Shui Fanglai's vehicle.

He was standing on a light blue oil drum, and without a moment's hesitation, he kicked the drum off.

Shui Fanglai was sitting in the car when he heard a muffled thud, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

Then the roar of the truck engine in front was heard.

The lights went out, and the truck turned around and drove onto the rough road on the right, bumping and speeding away.

Adi, sitting in the passenger seat, rubbed his eyes and quickly leaned over the windshield to check the situation.

All he saw was a broken oil drum stuck in the front of Shuifang Lai's car, where the truck had just stopped.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the oil drum was leaking oil droplets.

Suddenly, a bad feeling arose in Adi's mind.

"Ah Da, hurry down..."

Before the word "car" could even be uttered, the remote-controlled bomb, which had been planted inside the oil drum, was immediately detonated by Qiu Gang'ao.

The powerful blast wave from the explosion flipped the luxury car over.

The gasoline in the oil drum was violently ignited and burned fiercely on the car body.

Looking at the spot where Shuifang Lai parked his car, the explosion had blasted a hole more than half a meter deep into it!

The scene was immediately engulfed in flames. He Anle and his gang of henchmen, who were guarding the car and dared not make a move, could no longer sit still when they saw their boss's car being blown up.

Everyone grabbed their weapons and got out of their cars, crowding around the burning Rolls-Royce. However, due to the intense fire, no one could get close enough to approach it...

The next morning, Ho Yiu-chung woke up at the Willy Hotel and glanced at his watch.

I realized it was exactly 7:15, and the morning paper should have been out for quite some time.

He made a phone call to arrange for someone to deliver the newspaper upstairs, then leisurely got up and washed up.

When the doorbell rang, he opened the door and found that it was Jimmy who had come to deliver the newspaper.

"Hey tap, the water room is so lazy!"

Taking the newspaper from Jimmy, I noticed the picture accompanying the headline was indeed of the Rolls-Royce that had been burned to a shell.

After leading Jimmy inside, Ho Yiu-chung lit a cigarette for himself.

He then asked, "Is there any notification from the water room?"

"Not yet, but as far as I know, the water room is in an uproar."

At the funeral of Lai, the leader of Shui Fang, Zhou Chenghai and Hei Zai Rong were vying for control. However, Zhou Chenghai found Jie Shiwei, who had previously supported Lai. If Jie Shiwei agreed, it's estimated that Zhou Chenghai, this mainland boy, will be in charge of Shui Fang from now on!

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He Yaozong tossed the newspaper in his hand onto the sofa and then stood up.

"Jimmy, let's not just sit idly by."

"Hei Zai Rong is close to you. If you can win him over and get him into the faucet position, you'll never have to worry about the junket rights in Macau again."

"Boss, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to interfere so openly?"

“What’s wrong with that? Don’t forget, I just formed an alliance with Lai of the Water House over at Fortress Hill last night, witnessed by hundreds of people in Macau!”
Now that he's dead, it's perfectly legitimate for me to take charge of He Anle's family affairs!

Jimmy seemed to have thought of something, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

Just sighed.

But then He Yaozong continued to urge them on.

“Jimmy, when you’re going to do something big, you shouldn’t be afraid of risking your life. I know you have concerns, but you can rest assured that apart from the junket business in the casino, I won’t let you get involved in any gang feuds in Macau.”

Furthermore, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's estimated that it won't be long before Broken Tooth Koi of the Number Gang returns to Macau.

We must seize the opportunity and, before Broken Tooth Koi returns, install Blackie Wing in power and take over most of the junket rights in Macau!
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Diamond Casino.

On the rooftop helipad, a helicopter is on standby 24 hours a day.

Meng Gui Tian and Hao Zai hid in a small conference room. Neither of them spoke, but they smoked one cigarette after another.

"Ah Tian, ​​tell me the truth, did you kill Shui Fang Lai?!"

After finishing another cigarette, Haozai finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked Mengguitian a question.

"Damn it! I wish I had killed him!"

"With your sharp mind, I even suspected you were the one who had him killed!"

Should the two of them be happy or worried now?

The good news is that Shui Fanglai, who had been suffocating the number gang, is finally dead.

What's worrying is that the people in the water room have blamed the deaths of their leader entirely on the Number Gang. What they'll be facing next is a full-scale retaliation from Anle!
Haozai sighed, took out another cigarette from the pack, put it in his mouth, but did not light it.

"Damn it, have you managed to get in touch with Brother Ju yet?"

If he doesn't come back soon, we'll probably have to start thinking about running away!

"We can't get in touch with him. Every time he makes an overseas call, it's from a different number."

Even though Shui Fanglai had pressed him so hard before, he didn't dare reveal his location.

"We have to try to contact him even if we can't. We need him back to take charge now!"

"Damn it, I think we should book our tickets to the Netherlands first!"

Haozai couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, his mood was extremely bad.

Coloane Island, the villa of Shui Fong Lai.

Because the Haojiang Funeral Home has strict regulations on large-scale funerals organized by triads, Shui Fong Lai's funeral hall was set up at his villa.

Shuifang Lai's body had been placed in a coffin, the lid of which was tightly closed. It was so badly burned that it was impossible for anyone to see his remains.

The hunting dog must eventually die on the mountain; the people of the martial world have their own fate.

Those who live to a ripe old age and die peacefully are legendary figures revered by thousands in the martial arts world.

Those whose destiny is not good enough and who die prematurely become the subject of gossip among people in the martial arts world!

Countless people came to pay their respects, but He Anle and his group only cared about who would lead them to continue their conquests in Macau.

Who becomes the leader is not important to them; the key is who can protect the water room's business and ensure that the water room continues to prosper in the future.

“Ah Hai, I’m not trying to be mean, but you’re not really part of the Macau entertainment circle.”

"If Adidas hadn't died, you wouldn't even be qualified to compete for the top spot!"

Above the mourning hall, in the water room, the body's bones were still warm.

Behind the mourning hall, Hei Zai Rong and Zhou Cheng Hai were already engaged in a fierce verbal battle.

If we don’t fight now, when will we wait?
Zhou Chenghai, a former thug, just sneered and adjusted the mourning cloth on his head.

Hei Zai Rong had been working for the previous water room manager, Fei Zai Kun, long before Lai became the head of the water room.

He knew he couldn't compete with Hei Zai Rong in terms of seniority. So he decided to stop emphasizing seniority and directly retorted.

"The thousand thugs in the water house all work for me."

Without us watching over things for you, your junket business wouldn't stand a chance!
Uncle Rong, I advise you not to block the path of the younger generation. Just enjoy your wealth and status; it's better for everyone!

"If I didn't lead the gang to make money, how would you support those thugs?"

Hei Zai Rong refused to back down and confronted him head-on.

Zhou Chenghai just sneered: "With Uncle Wei's support, do you think I can support this group of thugs?"

Hei Zai Rong was speechless for a moment, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and replied.

"Crazy! Street Market Wei is from the Number Gang!"
Regardless of his relationship with the water room, now that your boss is dead at the hands of the number gang, you can't afford to have too close a relationship with him!

"That's none of my business. Uncle Wei has been kind to the water room, which means he has been kind to me, Zhou Chenghai!"

"Without his help, do you think you'd be qualified to get so much junket business from Macau?!"

The young man was being unreasonable, and for a moment, Hei Zai Rong really didn't know how to deal with him.

Fortunately, at that moment, a loud shout came from outside the mourning hall.

"Ho Yiu-chung, the leader of the Hong Kong Island Wo Luen Shing Group, respectfully presents a pair of wreaths and a condolence payment of HK$200,000."

Incense is burned before the spirit tablet to express our sorrow.

Hei Zai Rong immediately perked up and got up as well.

"Stop arguing, let's go out and return the courtesy!"

Standing in front of the mourning hall, He Yaozong glanced at the black and white photo on the altar, then solemnly bowed three times before the altar, holding incense in both hands. He then placed the incense in the incense burner in front of the photo of Lai in the water room.

Just then, Hei Zai Rong came out and returned the greeting to He Yaozong.

He Yaozong quickly stepped forward to help Hei Zai Rong, and then put on a sorrowful expression.

"Uncle Rong, who killed Mr. Lai?!"

"Ah Yao, there's no need to even think about it, it's definitely someone from the Number Gang!"

Hei Zai Rong tried his best to appear grief-stricken, and was just about to organize his thoughts when he heard He Yaozong speak again.

"Last night, Mr. Lai and I drank and talked happily, and went through life and death together. I only regret that we could not become sworn brothers in life and death!"
Mr. Lai took great care of our Wo Cheung triad and even personally instructed Uncle Wing to help me manage my business in Macau.

I never imagined that our parting last night would be a separation between life and death!
I swear before Mr. Lai's spirit that we, Wo Luen Shing and Wo On Lok, are always the closest of brothers and sisters, and are irreconcilably opposed to the number gang!

Hearing this, Zhou Chenghai, who had come out with him, felt a twitch in his eyelids.

He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected that Wo Luen Shing would suddenly appear out of nowhere!
If Ho Yiu-chung and Hei-jai-wing were to team up, one of them would have connections, and the other would have brokerage rights.

Even if he has the support of the market, how will he have any say in the matter?

Zhou Chenghai immediately became anxious and stepped forward, ready to intervene in their conversation.

"He Anle is grateful for the deep friendship between He Sheng and Lai Sheng, but this is ultimately He Anle's family matter."

"The grievances have their perpetrators, and the debts have their debtors. It's best not to trouble the Wo Shing family; otherwise, outsiders will see and laugh at us and the On Lok family for falling apart!"

He Yaozong's face darkened, but he didn't bother to look at Zhou Chenghai.

He simply asked Hei Zai Rong a question.

"Who is this brother?"

"We are the red sticks of Anle!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chenghai was furious.

Both logically and emotionally, he could be considered one of Shuifang Lai's confidants.

Hei Zai Rong deliberately chose an insignificant identity to inform them, clearly intending to minimize his presence.

Before he could say anything, he saw He Yaozong pulling Hei Zai Rong and walking out of the mourning hall.

It's obvious they're not giving him any face at all!
Having chosen a quiet spot, He Yaozong spoke directly.

"Enough with the small talk, you need my support!"
I support you in running the casino in Anle, and I'll still entrust you with managing the casino's junket business in the future.

But you'll have to keep an eye on Jimmy!

Hei Zai Rong, quick to speak, immediately realized that the other party was there to take advantage of his misfortune.

However, after weighing the pros and cons, Hei Zai Rong still couldn't come up with a decision.

He used to manage the rights to the water room's inventory, which was his biggest asset.

Even though he's now dead and hasn't won the top spot, he'll still live a very comfortable life thanks to his control over the trading system.

However, if he chooses to bet on Wo Luen Shing, there will be no turning back.

If things go wrong, not only will they lose the battle for the top spot, but the triad may also take back the trading rights, and then they might lose their lives!

"Mr. He, let me think about it some more."

After all, the issue of code rights is of great importance, involving the livelihoods of thousands of people in the He'anle family. I cannot make a decision rashly!

"Okay! Tell me, how long do you need to consider this?"

"Well... how about... how about you give me three days? I'll observe the situation further?"

I'll give you one day!

He Yaozong flicked his sleeve and then continued.

“You are a long-established brand in Haojiang, so you naturally understand that at such a critical moment, you must know how to seize every second!”
In terms of prestige, you can't beat Jie Shiwei. You should quickly take over the gang of number thugs and secure your position as the leader!
Think it through. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never have a chance to turn your life around!

Hei Zai Rong gritted his teeth, but still couldn't make up his mind.

In the end, all that could be given was a vague answer.

"Let me think about it for a day, but I can assure you."

Regardless of who is in charge of the water room, my cooperation with you will continue as before!

"Don't even think about buying insurance from me; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

If Street Market Wei is promoting newcomers to power, what your relationship with Anle is still unknown!

After giving Hei Zai Rong another dressing-down, He Yaozong glanced at his watch and then spoke.

"Remember to call me when you've figured it out."

I have already notified all the branches on Hong Kong Island to send people over.

If you can't make up your mind, I'll clear out the Diamond Hall first, then you can compete with others here!

After saying this, He Yaozong patted Hei Zai Rong on the shoulder meaningfully, and led a group of his henchmen out of the mourning hall.

Hei Zai Rong stood there, stunned, his mind a complete mess, unsure of what to do.
-

Shek Kip Mei Estate, Hong Kong Island.

Fat Deng, carrying a newspaper and leading his Shar Pei, strolled back to his residence.

The two henchmen were dutiful and went straight to brew health tea for Fat Deng as soon as they entered the room.

Fat Deng tied the dog to the balcony, then pulled up his slipping trousers and walked unsteadily toward the bathroom.

One of his henchmen immediately came over.

"I'm saying, are you guys being a little too attentive, watching me even when I pee?"

Fat Deng turned around helplessly and glanced at the henchman, then complained.

The henchman just smiled.

"The elder told us that Uncle Deng is getting old and has difficulty walking."

"What if I accidentally slip and fall in the bathroom? We'll be in trouble explaining that!"

"leave!"

Fat Deng shook his dragon, pulled up his waistband, tightened his belt, and then walked to the sink.

He turned on the tap and started washing his hands as he spoke.

"Go call He Yaozong and tell him I have something I want to talk to him about."

"Excuse me, Uncle Deng, how could we lowly folks possibly have the boss's phone number?"

"Then I'll make a trip to Sham Shui Po and tell Lung Gen that Ho Yiu Chung is in trouble in Macau, and I can help him resolve it!"

Fat Deng was furious. He had spent his whole life in Wo Shing Wo, and when had he ever been unable to even order around a errand boy?
The henchman hesitated for a moment, then nodded to Fat Deng.

He told the henchman who was making tea for Fat Deng to take good care of him, then picked up the car keys he had left on the coffee table and headed downstairs from the tenement building.

Fat Deng picked up a towel and wiped the water off his hands, then slowly walked over to the sofa.

I picked up the newspaper I had just put down and glanced at the headline again.

For a moment, he couldn't help but stroke the guarantee and sigh with emotion.

"It's good that Shui Fang died! Tianyou and Liansheng are a family, Tianyou and Liansheng are a family!"

The henchman who was making tea walked up to Fat Deng with a cup of hot tea. He observed Fat Deng's eccentric appearance but silently made a mental note of it.

Then he brought the tea to Fat Deng and said, "Uncle Deng, you've been strolling around for half a day, it's time to have a cup of tea first."

(End of this chapter)