Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"No, he just told me to strike while the fight was going on, so I could show off my skills in front of Wuying!"

"Okay, I understand. Ah Hua will let you know what to do when the time comes."

He Yaozong was about to hang up the phone, but heard Feng Yuxiu ask again.

"Boss, how is my wife's illness... being treated?"

"Don't worry, the first phase of treatment went very smoothly. I have made an appointment for your wife with a specialist in Germany.

The foreigner at Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital told me that if this disease is discovered early, it is a typical disease of poverty, so you can rest assured."

As soon as they talked, Feng Yuxiu felt relieved.

After hanging up the phone, He Yaozong picked up the tea again and fell into deep thought.

Lin Huaile knows how to find opponents for himself.

Xu Qian, the first leader of Xinji, had four wives, who gave birth to thirteen children for him.

Among them, he has nine sons, the most famous of whom is Xu Jiayan, the current head of Xinji, nicknamed the Four-Eyed Dragon.

The other two well-known ones are Xu Jiasheng, born to the second wife, and Xu Jiaqiang, born to the first wife.

Ever since Sun Kee started to whitewash itself and venture into legitimate businesses, the two brothers set out to carve out a name for themselves in the Hong Kong film industry.

The prince Gang targeted by Lin Huaile is none other than the second son of Xu Jiaqiang from Xinji!

Lin Huaile felt that it was not enough for him to just fight with Axe Jun in Tsim Sha Tsui, so he wanted to involve the Xinji Xu family.

Is the intention to completely infuriate Xinji and force himself to take on this club with a strong foundation?

It's a pity that he had a loud calculation, but he didn't expect that the plan he had just completed would fall into the ears of He Yaozong.

"Master Le, since you enjoy praising others so much, I'll let you praise them as much as you want tomorrow."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, He Yaozong couldn't help but stretch.

……

In the blink of an eye, a peaceful day has passed.

By late June, the weather had become increasingly hot.

Since Han Chen's 'disappearance' and the police force's traitor was uncovered, peace has finally returned to the Yau Tsim Mong area.

In the evening, on the streets and alleys of Tangle Street, many gangsters wearing flip-flops and tight vests sat in the street stalls, holding an ice-cold beer in their hands. After taking a sip, they would say a few words to the policemen from the Organized Crime and Triad Society.

During this period, more than half of the stables, saunas and chicken houses in Yau Tsim Mong have stopped working.

They complained, not only because they had no work during this period, but also because in this hot summer, sometimes they drank too much and got angry, so they had to take a taxi to Wan Chai and Central.

Not to mention the round-trip fare, the prices in Central are already expensive, and these days they have been driven up to the sky by these street urchins.

In the Superstar Billiard Hall, a thug lifted the curtain of the billiard hall, and a cold current immediately hit his face, making him shiver in comfort.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he trotted to a billiard table.

Wuying is betting on football with some guys here.

"Brother Wuying, someone is looking for you!"

"Throw it! You made such a bad shot!"

After hitting the ball off target, Wuying couldn't help but complain, then he stood up straight with the club in his hand and looked at the little guy.

"Who's looking for it?"

"Young Master Le from Jordan!"

"Why don't you come in quickly? Do you think it's reasonable to make a big boss like me wait for me?"

Wuying slapped the little guy on the head and then waved his hand.

"Forget it, I don't feel any touch today.

Where is Young Master Le? I will go find him myself!"

"It's at the lemon tea shop outside."

Walking out of the billiard room, there is a lemon tea shop next door.

Wuying grabbed his tight crotch with one hand and kept lifting his coat with the other.

Ever since he became successful, he has firmly believed that clothes make the man, and he no longer likes to wear his cool vest.

I have to wear a Giordano jacket even on hot days, so now I dare not go anywhere except the air-conditioned room all day long.

When he saw Lin Huaile, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Brother Le, what's the matter that bothered you to come here in person?"

Lin Huaile was holding a bottle of iced lemon tea at this time. When he saw Wuying coming to say hello, he handed a cup of iced lemon tea to Wuying.

"Wuying, your boss is going to take the gang down in Tsim Sha Tsui soon, did you know that?"

"I know. Brother Le, you spread this matter so widely that even the pigs in the Chaozhou Wei pork stall know about it!

How could I not know?"

Wuying pulled a straw from the basket hanging on the wall of the lemon tea shop, inserted it into the iced lemon tea, took a sip, and suddenly felt relaxed all over.

Lin Huaile smiled and said, "Now that you know, what are your plans?"

"What plans can I have? As the younger brother, we just have to do what the older brother says!"

Holding the lemon tea, Wuying sat down next to Lin Huaile and asked.

"Brother Le, you came to see me in Mong Kok on such a hot day. You didn't come just to chat with me, did you?"

"of course not!"

Lin Huaile put down the lemon tea in his hand and pulled out a tissue to wipe the water stains on his hands.

He said, "Everyone knows that you are strong in Sham Shui Po now. You are even more proud of the fact that Wuying killed Liang Kun from Hongxing.

If Ah Yao wants to lead a group to invade Tsim Sha Tsui, I think you should be the first to lead the charge."

"I wouldn't dare! If Brother Yao hadn't given me the chance, how could I have killed that idiot Liang Kun?"

Although Wuying spoke modestly, his arrogant attitude made Lin Huaile realize that he had not found the wrong person.

"Can we talk about when we plan to enter Tsim Sha Tsui?"

"I don't know! Brother Le, I explained it clearly just now. How dare we make random guesses without the boss's word?"

Lin Huaile nodded and immediately threw away the tissue in his hand.

Changing the subject, he said, “Wuying, you don’t know what Tsim Sha Tsui means to the community.

I guarantee that if we break into Tsim Sha Tsui this time, even if we only take down one place, the society will reward us one by one.

You have been with Ah Hua in Mong Kok for so many years. Although you have made a name for yourself, in the eyes of outsiders, you are still Ah Hua's younger brother.

I think you should take this opportunity to do something good for Ah Hua, or at least not hold Ah Hua back."

"I choose!"

Wuying slammed the half-drunk cup of lemon tea on the table, obviously unhappy.

"Brother Le, I, Wuying, was brought up by Brother Hua.

What outsiders say is their business! Don't try to sow discord here. I will always recognize Brother Hua as my boss!"

He spoke in a high-sounding manner, but his impatient tone seemed to betray his mood.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Lin Huaile's lips.

"I'm not trying to sow discord. I came to you today because I wanted to take you to Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Thank you. I've been around Tsim Sha Tsui a lot, so I don't need to bother Brother Le to take me around."

"You can't say that."

Lin Huaile stood up and spoke slowly.

"This piece of land has always been a hot and fierce place in Hong Kong and Kowloon. Over the past few decades, it has produced countless powerful people!

I'm taking you there just to give you a feel for the atmosphere. You'll be going there to be a dealer sooner or later, so a visit isn't a bad idea!"

Seeing that Lin Huaile had said so much, Wuying knew that his part was almost over.

If he continues to be stubborn, Lin Huaile might turn around and leave. Wouldn't He Yaozong's efforts then be in vain?

He picked up the iced lemon tea in his hand again, bit the straw and took a sip, then looked up at Lin Huaile.

"Since Brother Le is so considerate, I'll go for a walk with you tonight.

But let me be clear, I don't like walking around the streets on a hot day. Brother Le better take me to a place with air conditioning, otherwise I'll be too hot and uncomfortable!"

Lin Huaile smiled lightly and nodded at Wuying.

"Of course. I'll treat you to a meal later. Let's go together later!"

At 7:50 in the evening, Ah Hua called He Yaozong on Temple Street.

"Brother Yao, Wuying has already followed Lin Huaile to Tsim Sha Tsui."

"How many people did Wuying bring over?"

"Seven or eight, maybe."

"Where's Feng Yuxiu? He's with him, right?"

"Follow me!"

"Okay, let your people be smart.

Also, tell Wuying that Tsim Sha Tsui is not the place for him to act big. When the fighting starts, don't pretend there, retreat when it's time to retreat!

Ah Hua laughed out loud: "Don't worry, Wuying was beaten by others when he worked with me in Jingyi before. He knows his limits."

……

At eight o'clock, Tsim Sha Tsui is already shrouded in a sea of ​​lights.

Dani Bar, east of the intersection of Nathan Road and Salisbury Road.

Lin Huai-le and his group of Fly entered the bar, which was already packed with people.