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

Chapter 125 Bearded Brave: You're small but bold! Who told you to use guns?!
"Boss, are we just going to let them go like that?"

A henchman approached the Dongguan guy and asked through gritted teeth.

The Dongguan guy wiped the greasy soup stains off his face, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Let's go back and tell the boss first, and see what arrangements he has!"

Inside the He Tai Tea House, a middle-aged man with a rugged face was sitting with He Yaozong, enjoying tea in a tea bag.

"Brother Wu, I'll have to trouble you to take care of things at Baolefang."

The man sitting opposite He Yaozong immediately put down his teacup and waved his hand.

“You are the top boss of Wo Luen Shing, so I can’t call you ‘brother’ in front of you. Just call me Ah Wu.”

Don't worry, as long as the money's right, I'll have no problem cutting off Beard Yong for you!

He Yaozong really didn't think Ah Wu was joking.

When allies are in trouble, they remain steadfast and unmoved—this is a well-known "glorious tradition" of the Number Gang.

Moreover, Ah Wu in front of us is a big shot in the Number Gang, known for his money-grubbing ways. If you pay him the right amount, he might actually dare to go and chop down Bearded Yong.

"The matter hasn't escalated to the point of killing people yet, but those juvenile gang members from the Yi Zi Tuan are indeed quite a headache."

"I'd appreciate it if Brother Wu could take good care of Baolefang. After all, it's a legitimate business, and I don't want anyone with ulterior motives to smear me."

"Take care of a few hotheads, it's a piece of cake. They won't dare to mess with me!"

As he spoke, A-Wu asked He Yaozong for a cigarette, lit it, and continued talking.

"But to take a few thugs for a few hundred thousand dollars, isn't that money a bit too easy to earn?"

Should I drag some men over now, find those scoundrels, and throw them in front of you to teach them a lesson?

"No need. If Lian Sheng and I wanted to discipline a few thugs, it would be truly shameful for you, the Li Zi Dui, to have to do it yourselves!"
However, there might be other things I need Brother Wu to do later. If Brother Wu finds them difficult, I can offer more money!

Upon hearing this, A-Wu immediately perked up.

"What is it? Can we settle this now?"

"It's not the right time yet, let's wait and see!"

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

Just as the two were having a pleasant conversation, Sai Wai stood outside the tea bag and knocked on the door.

"Brother Yao, Dongguan boy is here!"

"Let him in."

After He Yaozong replied, A Wu immediately understood and stood up.

If you have something to do later, remember to call me!
I love doing business with you; you're straightforward and open!

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open by Dongguan Boy.

Ah Wu turned around and saw Dongguan boy standing at the door, looking utterly disheveled.

With a sneer, A-Wu shook his head, said nothing more, and turned away from the tea bag.

"Dragon head!"

Dongguan boy greeted He Yaozong and then stepped forward.

After He Yaozong gestured for him to sit down, Dongguan Boy finally spoke.

"That Greyhound bastard is really arrogant. He didn't even say two words before he splashed me with vegetable soup!"

"Go change your clothes in a bit, then take some men to guard Baolefang."

Remember, if any gang members come to cause trouble, don't fight back; try to subdue them!

A look of surprise flashed across the Dongguan guy's face.

"Is the leader trying to avoid matching the numbers?"

Greyhound was just a thug hired by Yi Zi Dui. They were the ones who started the trouble first. Even if you killed that kind of trash, the Number Gang wouldn't stand up for him!

"I know you're holding back your anger, but don't rush it."

He Yaozong didn't choose to explain anything, but instead reassured them, "There are proper ways to do legitimate business. After they've finished their business, you'll be the one to personally send Greyhound on his way!"

"it is good!"

Dongguan boy nodded to He Yaozong and then said.

"I'm going to take a shower first, and then I'll take the people to Baolefang."

Lee Garden Road, Causeway Bay.

Li Zhikai answered a phone call and entered a suite at the Lijing Hotel.

"Sister Lian, I know, I know what I'm doing!"

We, the Lee family, have always treated triads like dogs in Hong Kong Island. When did we ever allow triads to step on our heads?
No problem, that's all, I'll hang up now!

After hanging up the phone, I entered the suite's lobby, where my Australian assistant, Noah, had been waiting for me for quite some time.

“Mr. Li, the other party just called back and said everything is ready.”

"Okay, have you made arrangements with the media yet?"

"We've already made arrangements. Tonight, those troublemakers from Yuen Long will be causing trouble at Po Lok Fong."

When the time comes, all that's left is for the Wo Shing Wo people to take action against these troublemakers, and these reporters will immediately rush up to snap photos.

Working through the night to finish the draft, they directly pinned the label of "gangster-driven real estate development" on Hengyao Real Estate.

Li Zhikai couldn't help but sneer and sat down on the sofa.

He said leisurely, "Po Leung Kuk started out under the guise of rescuing trafficked children and women."

One minute they're promoting Hengyao Real Estate, the next they're being accused of persecuting children. I don't know how they're going to prove their innocence!

I think some people in Po Leung Kuk have really gone crazy from doing charity work. They're willing to help anyone, even daring to offend the Lee family. Don't they realize that without us business people donating money and goods, would Po Leung Kuk have grown to where it is today?

After venting his emotions, Li Zhikai called Noah over.

He said, "Make sure to take good care of the number they're dealing with!"
"If those troublemakers are taken away by the police, we absolutely cannot let them implicate the Li family!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, many of the projects in Baolefang are contracted out to the Number Gang."

Bearded Yong confessed to me that he forcibly seized Dingwu entirely for his own benefit and had absolutely nothing to do with the Li family.

Li Zhikai nodded in satisfaction, and then spoke.

"That's what makes Beard Yung so easy to manage. Now that the focus of real estate development on Hong Kong Island has shifted to the New Territories, he wants to take advantage of us and get a piece of the pie. He naturally knows how to do things properly."

Stop wasting your time here and hurry up and start bribing the major newspapers.

Tomorrow, we must completely ruin Hengyao Real Estate's reputation! That scoundrel Ho Yiu-chung, I don't care what his motives are, we absolutely cannot let him muddy the waters of the Hong Kong property market!
-

7:30 p.m., Po Lok Fong, Yuen Long.

Chen Baosheng met with a lawyer from Central at the Housing Authority. After a conversation, he learned that the Ding House could be taken back from Hysan Development after paying the full amount of the fine, which put him at ease.

Anyway, at least we don't have to worry about the legal aspects anymore.

The contract for the joint development with Ding Quan has also been signed.

The most important thing now is whether Wo Shing will keep their promise and take care of those troublemakers from the Number Gang.

After seeing the guests off, Chen Baosheng browsed through the Dingquan development plan for the Baolefang area in his office.

It has to be said that the terms offered by Hengyao Real Estate are really tempting.

The integrated development project of dozens of households has already formed a small business district in this area.

At that time, these original residents will not have to do anything. They can just wait for the other party to build the building and enjoy 20% of the rental income every year.

Even more outrageous is that Dingwu was used for commercial development, and Hengyao Real Estate would build an apartment building for them to live in free of charge next to it!

Who wouldn't want a life where they have a place to live and can collect rent while lying down?

With just one sentence from Boss He, the original inhabitants of Baolefang will never have to worry about making a living again!
Ring ring ring——

Just as Chen Baosheng was reviewing the construction plan sent by Hengyao Real Estate, the landline on his desk suddenly rang.

I picked up the receiver, and an anxious voice immediately came through.

"Uncle Bao, the Demon Child from the Number Gang is causing trouble again!"
They really went all out this time, setting fire to several shops!

"What? Where are the people from Wo Shing Wo?!"

"It's no use. After they set the fire, they rode off on their motorcycles!"

None of the Wo Shing Wo people even had a chance to show up..."

"Was anyone hurt?"

"Yes, Liu Boyuan, who submitted the lawsuit this afternoon, was stabbed in the back by that group of devils."

Fortunately, it was only in his arm, and he's already been taken to the hospital for treatment!

“I’m going to the hospital right away. You tell the other neighbors that for the future of the more than 100 households in our Baolefang neighborhood, they must pay attention to their own safety.”

No matter what, we must not back down!

After hastily hanging up the phone, Chen Baosheng quickly grabbed his coat from the back of the chair and rushed outside.

In the darkness, beside a flower bed downstairs from the Housing Authority building.

Greyhound's ace, Ah Chan, was smoking a cigarette and staring coldly at the dimly lit stairwell not far away.

The cigarette butt glowed and faded, and looking around, he saw that Flying Eagle and his two buddies were sitting there restlessly, looking around anxiously.

"Scared?"

Ah-Can asked coldly, and Flying Eagle immediately shook his head.

"If you're not afraid, hold the knife firmly. I guarantee that after you stab me today, you won't feel any psychological pressure when doing this kind of thing in the future!"

As he spoke, Ah-Can stood up, patted Flying Eagle's head, and whispered a reminder.

"Stop wasting time, the person is already out!"

Flying Eagle and the others turned around and saw a thin figure rushing down the dimly lit stairwell of the Housing Authority building.

Flying Eagle immediately gritted his teeth.

"You guys stay here with Brother Can, I'm going to do some work!"

After saying that, he reached for his belt, pulled out the dagger that Greyhound had given him, and with a sinister look on his face, ran straight toward Chen Baosheng.

Chen Baosheng was already in a great hurry, and for a moment he was so focused on walking that he didn’t notice that someone was walking towards him with a knife from the shadows.

Just as he came down the stairs and was about to turn and leave the courtyard, he suddenly felt his collar tighten and someone grabbed him from behind.

Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks.

Startled, he turned around and saw a long-haired thug staring at him with a sinister look in his eyes, holding a bloodstained dagger in his hand.

Without saying a word, he stabbed him in the buttocks again.

Eagle wasn't as lawless as Greyhound; he couldn't bring himself to kill a complete stranger.

But Greyhound had instructed that since he wanted to step forward, he had no choice but to avoid Chen Baosheng's vital points and stab him a few times.

"Help! Help me!!" Chen Baosheng shouted, and immediately several flashlights shone from not far away.

"Hey! You idiot, stop it!"

"You motherfucker, do you want to die?!"

"You're not getting away now, you bastards!"

Amidst a burst of cursing, a group of Wo Luen Shing thugs wielding wooden sticks suddenly burst out from the upper floors of the Housing Authority building, the passageways in the courtyard, and the alleyways.

Ah-Can raised an eyelid, spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth, and sensed that something was seriously wrong. He climbed onto the motorcycle next to him, twisted the throttle, and prepared to escape.

Unfortunately, the entrance to the courtyard was already crowded with people.

Then, under the dim streetlights at the entrance, Ah-Can discovered that the one who led the way to block him was none other than the Dongguan guy who had argued with Greyhound at Rongxing Tea Restaurant that afternoon.

"Brother Can, what should we do?"

At this moment, Flying Eagle also left Chen Baosheng behind and hurriedly ran over with a dagger in hand.

He called to his two brothers and prepared to get on Ah-chan's motorcycle, but Ah-chan kicked him off.

"You'll have to tough it out yourselves! Greyhound won't treat you badly after we get out!"

"You little brat, do you think you can get away?"

The Dongguan guy dragged a wooden stick as thick as a fist and led a group of people over.

Standing in front of Ah-Can's motorcycle, he slammed the wooden stick in his hand into the ground, causing the concrete ground to tremble violently.

"If you dare, ride your bike away and see if I can break your legs faster than your bike!"

Ah-chan turned his head to the side, avoiding the beam of the flashlight shining on him, but he didn't seem flustered.

He twisted the throttle with one hand, and the motorcycle immediately roared.

Then, he reached behind his waist and, in full view of everyone, pulled out a Black Star pistol.

click-

Bullet loaded!

Dongguan Boy sensed something was wrong and hurriedly told his gang to disperse.

bang bang bang-

Three gunshots rang out in succession. Then, Ah-chan, with his pistol in his mouth, released the clutch, and the Harley-Davidson roared as it sped off towards the street outside.

Fortunately, Ah Chan was a little blinded by the flashlight earlier, and of the three shots fired, only one grazed the arm of one of the henchmen.

Even so, the henchman was still terrified.

After inspecting the scene, Dongguan boy was also terrified and turned pale.

No wonder people say these kids are reckless and dare to use guns in public, and they really meant to kill people!

After a few twitches at the corner of his mouth, Dongguan Boy's gaze fell on Flying Eagle and his group.

Upon seeing that the three men did not have any guns, Dongguan Boy became extremely annoyed.

However, he still remembered what He Yaozong had told him that afternoon.

He had no choice but to swallow his anger and beckon his henchmen forward.

At the same time, he shouted at Flying Eagle, "If you don't want to get beaten up for nothing, put down what you're holding!"
-

Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Fat Sha's office.

Fat Sha sat at his desk, fanning himself with an arrest warrant in his hand.

Looking at He Yaozong in front of him, he couldn't help but grin, revealing his yellow teeth, and then extended his left hand, giving He Yaozong a thumbs up.

"Ah Yao, I'm so grateful to you. You've become the boss and you've even learned how to call the police!"
But I just don't understand, why would the thugs from the Prince's side go to Yuen Long to cause trouble?

He Yaozong chuckled lightly: "This kind of thing shouldn't be something you cops asking me, right?"

But Sir, this matter could be big or small. You need to understand that these kids have used guns!

I think your Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) had better get to the bottom of this!

“Since a gun was used, we really need to get to the bottom of this.”

I'm just glad they fired the gun at Baolefang; otherwise, as a newly promoted inspector, I'm afraid I'd be fired very soon!

"If I have any leads, I will tell you."

However, I have a small request: I want to arrange for reporters to interview those three thugs who were taken to jail tonight!

Fei Sha was taken aback for a moment, then jumped off the table.

"Let's skip the interview. Otherwise, those unscrupulous media outlets will sensationalize it, claiming our police force is inactive, which would be a real problem..."

He Yaozong just shook his head.

“Since you don’t agree with me arranging for the media to come and do an exclusive interview, I will arrange for the media to interview Chen Baosheng, who is hospitalized in Baolefang.”

Then I'll have the guy who shot me, the one who got shot, talk to the media about what it feels like to be shot!

"you……"

Fei Sha quickly ran to He Yaozong, his tone inevitably becoming a bit lower.

"Ah Yao, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter!"

"Please don't make a big deal out of this, just to save me face, okay?"

"I only called the police out of respect for your Organized Crime and Triad Bureau!"

Ho Yiu-chung stood up as he spoke: "I've already arranged for the reporters to conduct the interviews; they're waiting outside your police station."

If Inspector Sha refuses to speak to his superiors, I'll go downstairs immediately and have them take the press van to the hospital!

"Alright, alright, I give up!"

Seeing that He Yaozong was about to get serious, Fei Sha had no choice but to hold him back.

After all, it's better to have these reporters interview a cowardly accomplice in a shooting than to have them interview a victim who knows how to exaggerate the incident.

Fei Sha can still tell which is more important and which is less important.

……

Inside a private room at the Starlight Nightclub on Shanghai Street.

A man with a mustache was leaning back on the sofa cushions, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand, his expression shifting between light and dark.

This man is none other than Bearded Yong, the leader of the Yi Zi Dui (a group of people with the same surname) gang.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door of the private room.

"Enter!"

Bearded Man responded coldly, and Greyhound ran in with a furrowed brow.

"Big guy!"

"Close the door first."

After closing the door to the private room, Greyhound slowed his pace and walked to Bearded Yong's side. He knew that his underlings had caused trouble and incurred Bearded Yong's wrath.

He was afraid that Bearded Yong might suddenly fly into a rage and smash the short-stemmed cup in his hand over his head.

Fortunately, Bearded Yong placed the wine glass on the marble table in front of him.

"What happened? Where did you get the gun?"

Greyhound's heart skipped a beat, but he still answered truthfully.

“I asked A-Can, and he got the gun from a friend in his hometown.”

However, after getting the gun, he never showed it off; I only just found out he was carrying a gun!

"What kind of friend? What gang does this friend belong to?"

Bearded Man spoke in a normal tone, but the more he did so, the more pressure Greyhound felt.

"Over in Kwun Tong, there's a pile of mounds with the character '仁' (ren) on them!"

However, Ah-chan's friend killed someone while helping to collect debts a while ago, and he fled by boat last night.

Just before he ran away, he gave his weapon to Ah-chan…

"Where did they run off to?"

"I don't know, sir..."

Bearded Yong gritted his teeth and nodded, then waved to Greyhound.

"Come on, sit down here first!"

Greyhound lowered its head and sat down next to Bearded Yong.

Before he could even sit down properly, Hu Xuyong raised his hand and slapped him across the face. He didn't dare to dodge and took the slap squarely on his left cheek.

Snapped--

A crisp slap echoed in the private room. The slap was quite forceful, knocking out the front teeth and breaking Greyhound's lip. Greyhound's mouth was full of blood, but he stubbornly sat there, his anger rising, but he didn't say anything.

"If you have any backbone, why wouldn't you run away!"

Knowing he was unhappy, Hu Xuyong raised his hand again and slapped him hard on the right cheek.

In an instant, Greyhound's cheeks swelled up, his head was buzzing, and blood started flowing from his nose.

But he still gritted his teeth and sat on the sofa, staring intently at Bearded Yong.

After slapping him twice, Bearded Yong felt his anger subside considerably.

He sat up straight again, picked up the whiskey he had just left behind, and took a sip.

Then he said, "Now that your two new prodigies have been taken in by the police, and the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau is rigging your henchmen everywhere, what are you planning to do about it?"

"Boss, Ah Chan has been working for me in Guangzhou, please give him a way out!"

"So you're running away? Where are you planning to send him?"

Greyhound lowered his head and thought for a moment before finally speaking.

“Let him go to the Netherlands! I don’t have many brothers. Let him lay low in the Netherlands for a few years, and then he can come back and work for me!”

Hu Xuyong didn't answer immediately. He bent down, pulled a black plastic bag from under the marble table, and threw it at the greyhound.

"There's 200,000 here. Take it and give it to your brother."

Then go to Lau Fau Shan and find Snake Boy Ming. He will plan your escape route.

But let me just say a few more words: you need to know your limits. If you keep acting so recklessly, I'm afraid you won't live to see your brother come back!

Greyhound opened the black plastic bag and saw two thick stacks of 'Golden Bull' bills inside, and his eyes lit up with envy.

He quickly covered the plastic bag, hugged it to his chest, and stood up, nodding to Bearded Yong.

"Don't worry, Yong-ge, I know what to do!"

(End of this chapter)