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

Chapter 215, Part Six: Face

Ahua tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the rhythm neither too fast nor too slow, like a silent countdown.

The air conditioning in the Diamond Hall conference room was blasting, but it couldn't mask the tense atmosphere that filled the air.

The conditions proposed by Meng Guitian—one hundred million in cash or 30% of the chip rights in Willy Hall—were like a sharp knife pressed against Ahua's throat.

This was the most severe test he had faced since taking over the junket rights from Jimmy. He knew what to do, but dared not make decisions on his own!
"What does Brother Ju mean?"

Ahua raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the ferocious face of Meng Guitian like a sharp blade.

Meng Guitian grinned: "Brother Hua is a smart man. Macau has its own rules."

We, the number group, can give Mr. He face, but we still have to abide by the basic rules of Willy Hall.

"Having pocketed all that junket business, how about we share some with the guys to tide them over!"

Ahua understood the implied meaning.

This is not a simple ransom issue, but rather the Number Gang using the pretext of a fly to force him to renegotiate the allocation of the Macau junket rights.

He glanced at the fly in the corner—the kid had been beaten black and blue, but his eyes were still stubborn, which made Ahua both annoyed and heartbroken.

"I need to ask the boss!"

Ahua slowly stood up, a Patek Philippe watch flashing coldly through the cuff of his suit sleeve.

Meng Guitian gestured for him to proceed, but added, "Brother Hua, I need to give you an answer before dawn."

You know gambling debts snowball with interest; dragging it out won't be good for your brother.

As Ahua walked out of the conference room, the calm mask on his face shattered instantly.

He walked to a lounge and dialed a number he rarely made in front of the lounge's floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the night view of Haojiang was as dazzling as day, and the neon lights cast his shadow long.

"Brother Yao, Fly's in trouble."

Ahua gave a brief report of the situation, and there was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"What do you think?"

He Yaozong's voice was devoid of emotion.

"The number gang's real intention is not what it seems; they want to use the fly incident to redefine the rights to the numbering system."

I heard the sound of a lighter being lit on the phone, followed by a long exhale.

"Ahua, I entrusted you with managing the business in Macau because I trust you. You're in charge of this matter!"

Ahua gripped the microphone tightly: "Brother Yao, I'm worried..."

"worry about what?"

He Yaozong's tone suddenly turned cold: "Are you worried they've forgotten how I started out?"

These words struck Ahua like a thunderbolt, and he instantly understood He Yaozong's implication—superficially relinquishing control, but in reality, delegating authority.

After hanging up the phone, Ahua stood by the window for a full ten minutes, repeatedly going over the plan in his mind.

Back in the meeting room, Ahua's expression had returned to calm.

"One hundred million, delivered tonight."

Meng Gui Tian was clearly surprised that the Wo Shing Society agreed to the ransom terms so readily. A hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes before he laughed and said, "Brother Hua is indeed straightforward! But..."

"But what?"

Ahua squinted his eyes.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious how generous Mr. He is to his brother."

Meng Gui Tian concealed his disappointment—according to Wan Kuok Koi, he had intended to use this opportunity to force Ho Yiu Chung to come forward for negotiations.

At three in the morning, ten boxes of cash were neatly stacked on the gambling table in the Diamond Hall.

When Ahua personally inspected the goods, Fly was escorted out by two henchmen. Seeing that Ahua had actually brought money to ransom him, Fly's eyes instantly reddened.

"Brother Hua, I..."

"Shut up!"

Ahua coldly interrupted, turning to Meng Guitian: "I'll take the person away, and we'll settle the debt."

Meng Guitian greedily stroked the banknotes, then suddenly felt that the deal seemed to be a loss—they could have taken the opportunity to get more.

But the words had already been spoken, and he could only watch helplessly as Ahua left with the flies.

Outside the casino, Ahua stuffed the fly into the waiting Mercedes and instructed the driver.

"Take him to the hospital on the mountaintop for an X-ray first, then go back to the hotel. He's not allowed to leave the hotel."

Fly grabbed Ahua's sleeve: "Brother Hua, aren't you coming with us?"

Ahua pulled back his sleeve, his eyes cold and stern: "Get lost! Your business is over, my business is just beginning!"

Back at the Diamond Hall, Ah-Hua discovered that Meng-Gui-Tim had already ordered his men to collect the cash and was counting it triumphantly.

Seeing Ah Hua return, Meng Guitian frowned: "Brother Hua, do you have any further advice?"

"The matter of the fly refusing to pay the debt and drawing his gun has already been settled with money."

Ahua slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket: "But what about the fact that he was beaten?"

The meeting room fell silent instantly. Meng Guitian's smile froze; he hadn't expected Ahua to launch a surprise attack.

"Brother Hua, your brother caused trouble at our place, we've already been very lenient by not cutting off his hands and feet."

Meng Guitian forced a cold laugh to maintain his imposing manner, but his voice was no longer as forceful as before.

Ah Hua slowly walked towards Meng Gui Tian, ​​each step feeling like a tickle to the other's nerves: "Yao Ge's men, whether to fight or kill them is not for outsiders to decide."

"what do you want?"

Meng Gui took a half step back, and his henchmen immediately surrounded him.

Ahua ignored him, took out a pocket watch from his inner pocket and looked at it: "Before dawn, I also need the Number Helper to give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise..."

He snapped the watch case shut. "Don't open a Diamond Hall in Macau anymore!"

"You bastard! Who do you think you are?!"

The fierce ghost's face turned ashen.

But Ahua's aura was too strong; his threat, though seemingly casual, carried immense weight.

He didn't believe Ah Hua would dare to say such a thing in the Diamond Hall without the boss's authorization!

“Meng Guitian, although my brothers are mentally challenged, they are all delicate and precious!”
I don't have time to waste on banter. There are less than three hours until dawn. Hurry up and think things through, because once it's light, you won't have a chance to talk to me anymore!

"You! This...I can't make that decision..."

The fierce ghost had already lost all its imposing aura.

"Then let's find someone who can make the decisions!"

Ahua turned and left, leaving behind a room full of bewildered members of the Number Gang.

At four in the morning, Broken Tooth Koi's mansion was brightly lit.

After listening to Meng Guitian's report, the leader of the Number Gang stubbed out his cigar on the mahogany coffee table.

"Damn it! Wo Luen Shing is going too far!"

Broken Tooth Koi kicked over the coffee table: "Back when I was playing with guns in Macau, Ho Yiu Chung was still playing in the mud and sand in the housing estate!"
"If it weren't for a benefactor's help, he wouldn't have the right to put on airs in front of me even if he did ten lifetimes of good deeds!"

Broken Tooth Koi immediately got up and paced back and forth, his leather shoes leaving deep marks on the carpet.

He quickly made his decision.

"Immediately send thirty gunmen to Diamond Hall, fully equipped with firearms. If Wo Luen Shing dares to come, let them leave empty-handed!"

Meng Guitian hesitated and said, "Brother Ju, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?"

"What are you afraid of!"

Broken Tooth Koi's eyes flashed with a crazed fire: "After this job, arrange for them to go to Southeast Asia to lay low."

"Enough money! Go after those who have nowhere else to turn!"

At six o'clock in the morning, thirty gunmen had already quietly taken their positions.

Most of them were outlaws from all over Asia, carrying Black Star pistols on their waists, and some even carried shotguns with their barrels sawed off.

Even with Meng Guitian personally overseeing the situation, he still felt uneasy—Ahua's gaze before leaving sent chills down his spine.

At 7:00 a.m., the first group to arrive was not the expected Wo Luen Shing troop, but twelve police cars.

The Chief of Police of the Macau Police Department personally led a team of fully armed police officers who quickly surrounded the casino.

"Routine check! Everyone, hands behind your heads!"

Before Meng Guitian could react, the police had already broken down the door.

Thirty gunmen were disarmed and taken away before they even had a chance to resist. What made the ghost even more fearful was that among the officers who were enforcing the law with the Macau Judiciary Police, he saw that some of them had the word "Public Security" printed on their clothes!

When Broken Tooth Koi received the message, he was having breakfast. His coffee cup shattered on the carpet with a crash, and the brown liquid spread like blood.

"Impossible... Portuguese police never get involved in casino matters..."

Broken Tooth Koi suddenly grabbed Meng Gui Tian by the collar, dragged him to the corner of the study, and questioned him in a low voice.

"And why are there police officers involved? We clearly bribed the Macau Judiciary Police!"

Meng Guitian's forehead was covered in cold sweat: "Brother Ju, I've checked... This operation was ordered directly from the Macau Security Bureau, and even the Judiciary Police Headquarters received the notification at the last minute."

"Push to the street!"

Broken Tooth Koi shoved him aside and paced anxiously back and forth in front of the mahogany desk.

Meng Guitian suddenly lowered his voice: "Brother Ju, if these people are extradited to the mainland for trial, after the millennium, I'm afraid..."

Broken Tooth Collar slammed his hand on the table, making the teaware clang loudly.

"You idiot! Do you need to remind me?!"

The study fell into a deathly silence, and Broken Tooth Koi was already feeling uneasy.

What terrified him was not the sudden arrival of the Macau police to take away his people, but the fact that he had not received any prior warning when the police entered the casino to arrest people!
At 10 a.m., Broken Tooth Koi, already in a state of utter confusion, had no choice but to seek an audience with the Macau gambling king.

However, the gambling king "happened" to be unwell, and the person who came forward to receive him was his deputy, Ah Mu Ge—a middle-aged man who was always impeccably dressed in a suit, with a gentle smile but sharp eyes.

In the private meeting room on the top floor of the Diamond Hall, Ah Mu was leisurely brewing Pu'er tea, ignoring the restless Broken Tooth Koi.

"Brother Ju, have some tea."

Amigo pushed a cup of amber-colored tea towards the casino, as if he were the owner of the place.

"Good quality Pu'er tea can reduce internal heat."

Broken Tooth Koi had no interest in drinking tea: "Brother Amu, you must help me clear up this confusion this time. I want to understand, which Mr. He really calls the shots in this small area of ​​Macau?!"

"Brother Ju, do you know that tourism is the lifeblood of Macau?!"

Amu interrupted abruptly, his voice soft yet undeniably assertive: "Last year, Macau received 40 million tourists, and tourism revenue accounted for 80% of Macau's fiscal revenue. Do you know what that means?"

Broken Tooth Colt was stunned.

Ah Mu put down his teacup, his eyes suddenly turning cold: "It means that whoever disrupts the security of Macau is making an enemy of the entire Macau."

The gambling tycoon, the Portuguese government, and mainland China will not stand idly by.

"But why is He Yaozong able to... Brother Mu, you don't know what he did in Macau, do you?"

Ah Mu sneered: "Hengyao has invested in three hospitals and two schools in Haojiang this year, and sponsored the International Fireworks Festival and Food Festival."

Seventy percent of the junket revenue from his casinos was used for legitimate tax payments and public welfare projects.

He stared directly at Broken Tooth Koi: "And you? Besides hiring thugs to steal business and occasionally getting into some sensational shootouts with the people from the water house, what else have you done for Macau?"

Broken Tooth Colt felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

After pondering for a long time, he still said unwillingly, "Brother Mu, the number gang has thousands of brothers who need to eat. If their 'number rights' are taken away, they won't have enough to eat, and Macau will still descend into chaos!"

Who are you threatening?

Ah Mu's face darkened. He stood up and looked down at Broken Tooth Koi.

"I'm passing on a message from Mr. He: the license for Diamond Hall will be retained for now, but if there's any more trouble, it will become a shopping mall tomorrow!"

The tone was unquestionable, spoken in the most flat and unassuming manner.

Wan Kuok-koi suddenly realized that during the time he left Macau to escape the disaster in Europe, Macau might have completely changed!
After Ah Mu left, Wan Kuok Koi slumped on the sofa and suddenly felt that the place where he once dominated Macau had become so unfamiliar.

Meanwhile, in the VIP room of the Willie Casino, Ahua was listening to his subordinates' report.

Fly, wrapped in gauze, sat in the corner, looking at the older brother who had followed him for more than ten years with a complicated expression.

"Brother Hua, the Number Helper still hasn't given us a reply!"

A younger brother came in to report, and Ah Wah nodded, his expression unchanged.

"Even if they're willing to come and talk now, I'm not keen on giving them a chance!"
"You go out first and keep watch over the area, in case the 'number gang' comes and causes trouble."

After dismissing the henchmen, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the awakening Haojiang River.

"Fly".

Ahua suddenly spoke up: "Do you think it's worth a hundred million to buy your life?"

Fly's face showed a rare look of shame as he lowered his head and said, "Brother Hua, this money is what I owe Mr. He. I will find a way to pay it back!"

"What are you talking about! Don't you know your own limitations?"

Ahua turned around, glared at the good-for-nothing fly, and immediately lost control of his emotions, angrily rebuking it.

"Damn it! You could sell your ass for a lifetime and still not be able to pay back even a fraction of this amount!"
We find you a job and let you learn, but you're arrogant and want others to look down on you, yet you don't want to endure any hardship or suffer any injustice!
"If it weren't for our brotherhood, I would have let you die in the Diamond Hall last night!"

Unusually, the fly did not retaliate when faced with Ahua's scolding.

One hundred million is too heavy a weight to bear, so heavy that even a fly with its nostrils pointing upwards feels like it can't breathe.

After a scolding, Ahua's anger subsided considerably.

He sat down next to Fly, put his hand on Fly's shoulder, and his tone softened.

"This is your last chance. If you don't cherish it, you'll have to go back to Mong Kok and sell your fish balls!"

Even if Yao-ge were willing to give you another chance, I wouldn't be willing to give you another one!

The fly suddenly looked up and nodded solemnly at Ahua: "Brother Hua, I really know I was wrong..."

"Whether you know you're wrong or not is another matter. I'm asking you one question now: if I were to use your number to get rid of you, wouldn't you be furious?"

The fly was stunned for a moment, unsure how to answer.

But after confirming Ahua's look, he nodded in agreement.

"If Brother Yao doesn't like me causing trouble in Haojiang, I'll swallow my anger even if they castrate me."

But if Brother Yao feels that the number has embarrassed him, I'm willing to do anything!

"You still know that Yao-ge got humiliated because of you, so it seems there's still hope for you!"

Ahua sneered, then whispered something to Fly.

Before long, a fierce, excited glint began to leap from the fly's eyes...

(End of this chapter)