Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

Luotuo had just returned from paying homage at the Lin Gong Temple, and his expression looked somewhat uncertain.

When I came to the living room, I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and with side-parted hair sitting on the sofa.

Seeing this man, Luotuo was slightly stunned.

Then he angrily said: "Who asked you to come back!"

"Dad, this is my home!

Can't I even go back to my own home?"

Luotuo quickly signaled his men to close the door, then looked at his eldest son helplessly.

"You are a village councillor in Yuen Long. If you persevere for a few more years, you will be eligible to be on the list of alternate members of the Legislative Council!

If people knew you had a dad who sold powder, you would have no chance of pursuing your career!

"But in Yuen Long, who in the surrounding area doesn't know that I'm your son?"

"How can that be the same? Blood-wise, you are my son, but legally, you are the descendant of an ordinary fisherman's family by the water!

Since you were born, I have registered your household registration in Shuibianwei, just to let you live a clean life and not be dragged down by your father! "

The man sitting in front of Luotuo is Luo Jiasheng, Luotuo’s eldest son.

Luo Jiasheng couldn't help but sigh, then looked at Luotuo and asked.

"Uncle Ben is dead?"

"It's none of your business. It's not your place to ask!"

"Let's talk business. The Legislative Council will take the lead and initiate a fundraising campaign with the Police Force for welfare protection funds.

Last year, we in Yuen Long only donated a small amount of 500,000 yuan, which resulted in the closure of several Yuen Long public security service stations this year."

Luo Tuo sat next to Luo Jiasheng and said coldly.

"This is a good thing. Why are so many police officers coming to Yuen Long? To keep an eye on your father?!"

"Good news? Legislative Council members are elected every four years!

If I miss next year, I’ll have to wait another four years!”

The camel was silent, and finally sighed helplessly.

"We at Dongxing have been targeted by the police for decades, and I never thought that my son Luo Bingrun would have to raise funds for them.

Jiasheng, the price is not the problem. You must remember that your father has been selling noodles for half his life, but it is no longer possible for your generation to do so.

Back then, your grandfather was just a coolie at the dock. Three generations of your family have accumulated wealth and experienced all the ups and downs of life.

No matter what, you must shoulder the hope of revitalizing the family, otherwise, in ten years, there will be no chance anymore!"

Luo Jiasheng couldn't help but sneer: "No need to be so exaggerated, this time I only want a small amount of two million."

Just as the two were talking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The crow rushed in rashly and started shouting without waiting for the camel to speak.

"Something's wrong, boss! Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan, those two losers, actually arranged for someone to kill the leader of He Liansheng!

There's a huge uproar outside right now, with rumors circulating that we, Dongxing, are going to fight Heliansheng to the death!"

Luotuo couldn't help but get angry, and patted his son on the shoulder, motioning him to go out.

He then stood up and slapped the crow across the face.

"You've forgotten all the rules after three years in the Netherlands? Don't you know to greet people when you walk in?!"

The crow was stunned by the slap, but he covered his face and forced a smile towards the camel.

"Yes, the boss taught me a lesson!"

"What did you just say? Lei Yaoyang and Situ and the others arranged for people to chop off He Liansheng's chicken?"

"That's right!"

"Is Blowing Chicken dead?"

"No, he got away."

Only when he heard that Chuiji was not dead did a look of relief appear on Luotuo's face.

He sighed, looked at the crow's face which was red from being slapped by him, and spoke.

"I'm not trying to teach you a lesson, I know you just came back from the Netherlands and you're determined to show me some achievements.

Now that Uncle Ben is dead, you're the happiest one, right?"

"Boss, I never said that."

The camel gave the crow a cold look and then pulled him to sit.

"There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to hide anything from me.

Originally, I was planning to hand over my uncle Ben's territory in Yau Ma Tei to you.

But these two henchmen of Uncle Ben are quite cunning. They even came up with this plan. They are forcing me to involve Dongxing in this plan so that they can legitimately take over the Yau Ma Tei territories under the pretext of revenge for Uncle Ben."

"Boss! Why can't I avenge Uncle Ben?"

"Otherwise, how can you say you don't know the rules! When the boss dies and the younger brothers don't say anything, when will it be your turn to avenge your uncle?"

After being scolded by the camel, the crow couldn't help but bare its teeth and scratched the back of its head.

"Damn it! If only the He Liansheng guys were more aggressive, they could have gotten rid of Lei Yaoyang and Situ Haonan!"

"You're falling!"

The camel raised his hand and slapped the crow on the head again.

"No matter how much these two people dislike me, they are still my brothers!

Are there any people like you who wish their family members dead all day long?"

Crow spread his hands and said, "So what should we do now, Boss? We can't just do all the dirty work while Uncle Ben and his men take all the benefits!

Be careful not to raise a tiger that will only harm you, or you might raise a white-headed bird that will contradict you!"

The camel couldn't help but frown at the crow's words.

After thinking it over again and again, Luotuo spoke coldly.

He just said, "Don't be impatient. Since they are brave enough to attack the person in charge of He Liansheng, let's hand over the Yau Ma Tei territory to them first.

They dare to force the entire East Star to fight. I want to see what they will say to me if they can't take down that thug He Liansheng! "

……

Shixiawei, Fei Deng’s residence.

Chuiji sat in front of Fei Deng with his head hung, looking as obedient as a student being scolded.

Fat Deng spoke slowly.

"Blow the chicken, just twenty minutes ago, the Jordan and Sham Shui Po gangs were fighting with the East Star guys.

At this critical juncture, you, the one in charge, come and tell me you're going to hand over the stick. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"Brother Wei, please forgive me!

I know my own worth, and now my life is almost in danger, what can I say to you?"

"Fuck off! Now that you've got the dragon head stick, even if you're a loser, you're still a disgrace to Liansheng!"

"What the hell are you doing? I still have sons and daughters!

I'm old now, and I've lost my courage! I just want to retire peacefully and enjoy a good life. So many people at Liansheng are obsessed with the Dragon Head Stick, so you can leave it to them.

They have great firepower, let them come out and do it, why bother me?"

Chuiji was really scared this time. Fat Deng's questioning made him have the courage to fight back.

Fat Deng nodded slightly.

"Good! Great! It seems like you're really determined to hand over the stick this time.

I can promise you, but there are two conditions!"

"Don't even mention two, I'll give you twenty!"

"Don't agree so readily."

Fat Deng's eyelids drooped, and he immediately stated the first condition.

"First! Ever since we split from Hehetu, no leader between us and Liansheng has ever taken the initiative to hand over the baton while in office!

If you hand over the stick, you must also hand over the territory in Wan Chai. I will reserve a seat for you in the Senate, and the society will be responsible for your retirement."

"This...Okay, I promise you!"

Chuiji gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, as Big D said, he's just a mascot, and there are only two shabby strip bars in Wan Chai.

Hand over some territory in exchange for peace, so it's better to hand it over.

"The second condition is, since you're going to hand over the baton, and the club is now going to fight Dongxing again, then we should elect a new leader as soon as possible!

If you come and run for election, I won’t let you vote for Big D!"

Chui Ji's heart skipped a beat. If he couldn't choose Big D, then he had to choose Ah Le!

But if Big D knew that he had handed over the stick and then voted for Ah Le, his fate would not necessarily be any better than being hacked to death by Dong Xingzai.

"Brother Wei, since you don't allow me to choose, I might as well not choose!"

"Then why are you sitting on the Senate? Why not go back to Wan Chai and sell fish balls?"

"Brother Wei, I've been..."

"I know what you want to say, you're afraid that Big D will mess with you!

Don't worry, neither we nor Liansheng dare to mess with the people in charge of our uncle's generation.

If you agree to these two conditions, hurry up and bring the stick over.

If you don't agree, go back to your Wan Chai place. You're the boss who can't even sit on your own place. If this gets out, everyone will laugh to death!"