Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"It's a pity that the bottle wasn't thrown with enough force. It would have been much better if it could have killed Ah Le, the idiot, on the spot!"

He Yaozong couldn't help but laugh jokingly: "Where is Young Master Le now?"

"He's in Kwong Wah Hospital getting an X-ray. Conservatively speaking, he'll be in the ward for a full month."

"He just loves eating brains too much. If we can make his brain a little dull, he won't be so exhausted all day long.

Okay, go say hello to Wuying and get the staff in Mong Kok and Temple Street ready. It’s time to get down to business tomorrow!”

After finishing the call with Ahua, He Yaozong smiled and dialed another number.

The call was to Long Gen.

After Long Gen answered the phone and said hello, He Yaozong went straight to the point.

"Uncle, Young Master Le took Wuying to Tsim Sha Tsui for a drink tonight, but he got shot in the head by someone from Xinji.

"Why don't you go say hello to Uncle Deng? Our division leader and Liansheng's division leader was shot in the head. He should definitely come out and express his opinion, right?"

Chapter 94: Fat Deng: Is he talking nonsense? He's forcing Xinji to fight us to the bitter end!

"What's going on?! He's been clamoring to fight you in Tsim Sha Tsui these days. What does it mean by running to the San Kee's territory?"

Long Gen didn't know the ins and outs, so he couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know what Young Master Le is thinking, but from what Wuying said, he wants to take Wuying to San Kee to experience the scenery of Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Is the injury serious?"

"It's okay, at least he's still alive. He's probably staying in Kwong Wah Hospital now.

But according to the doctor over there, he is still in a coma!"

Long Gen paused on the other end of the phone.

He immediately began to preach.

"I'm going to Shixiawei to find Fei Deng right away. The district leader has been beaten up, so you can just go and do your job under the name of the society. Fei Deng won't just sit there and watch!"

"Okay, I'll go to the hospital to see Young Master Le first!"

……

Kwong Wah Hospital, Emergency Department, in an independent ward.

Lin Huaile was lying on the bed, the hair on his back had been pushed back, and he had just cleaned the wound and had stitches done.

The bottle hit him really hard. At this time, a centipede about six or seven centimeters long had snaked around from the occipital bone to the temporal bone on the left side of Lin Huaile's brain, and he needed fifteen stitches!

After the nurse gave him a dose of antiemetic, Lin Huaile felt that the nausea and chest tightness were slightly relieved.

At this moment, he couldn't move, nor could he sleep. He was just thinking about one question with his hazy mind -

Is it that the Heliansheng brand is not shiny enough, or are the young and energetic gangsters too scary?

Why do they dare to smash a wine bottle on my head? Is it really true that I, the leader of Jordan, have no value at all?

At the door, a nurse on duty was talking quietly with He Yaozong in the corridor.

"The patient is still in the observation period, so try to let him rest more and don't chat with him too much.

If the patient feels unwell, remember to press the bedside bell immediately!"

"Okay, thanks for reminding me."

Nodding to the nurse, He Yaozong then walked in carrying a bag of bananas.

It was late at night and there were no open fruit stalls, so I brought over a bag of bananas and told Lin Huaile to just eat a few.

"Brother Yao!"

The man who was accompanying the patient quickly stood up and greeted He Yaozong. He Yaozong immediately waved his hand, handed the banana to him, and then signaled him to wait outside.

He Yaozong pulled a chair over and sat in front of Lin Huaile's bed. Looking at Lin Huaile, who was lying on the bed unable to move after being raped to the point of cumming, he suppressed his smile and put on a look of grief and indignation.

He said: "Brother Le, Wuying's pounce is too outrageous!

I followed Brother Le to Tsim Sha Tsui and watched the people from Sun Kee beat you up like this!"

"Ayao, you... don't blame Wuying.

I was the one who pulled him over..."

Lin Huaile seemed to be speaking weakly, lying there and answering hesitantly.

He Yaozong subconsciously wanted to touch a cigarette to light it, but suddenly realized that this was a hospital, so he put the cigarette back in his pocket.

"Don't worry, Brother Le, the fact that Xinji dared to attack you just gives us a reason to step into their territory, and your attack won't be in vain!

I will definitely inform Uncle Deng and the others and go to Tsim Sha Tsui to seek justice for you!"

Lin Huaile felt bitter.

Originally, He Yaozong was handling this matter well. As long as he brought his men into Tsim Sha Tsui, he would inevitably be pursued by the entire Xinji.

Now, stepping into Tsim Sha Tsui has become a matter of seeking justice for himself. Due to his position as the leader of the district, the entire community has to stand up and follow him!

Xinji was the first to break the rules, so their aura was inferior.

Judging from He Yaozong's temper, he might make a name for himself in Tsim Sha Tsui. By the time he is bedridden, his prestige in the community will become higher and higher.

This person who is in charge... is it really impossible to argue with him to the end?

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.

But he gritted his teeth and decided to say something.

"Ayao, don't let my affairs drag down the entire society.

Tell Deng Bozhi to arrange for someone to find the Crown Prince of Xinji and talk to him about it. Then just hand him over!"

"Brother Le, what are you talking about? Who are you talking about?

You were the one who always said you wanted to take over Tsim Sha Tsui. I think this is a good opportunity to confront those people from Sun Kee directly!"

These words shut Lin Huaile's mouth.

Yes, it was he who initially claimed that he wanted to take over Tsim Sha Tsui.

Now that he had been shot in the head by the new reporter, he became obedient and wanted to settle the score.

If the news gets out, people will not praise Lin Huaile for his large equity, but will only laugh at him for being a loose-knit person like a chicken.

Just when Lin Huaile didn't know how to respond, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Fat Deng walked in tremblingly, leaning on a crutch and supported by a follower.

He Yaozong stood up and pulled a chair over for Fat Deng.

"Uncle Deng, why bother you to come here in person so late at night?"

"We and the Liansheng Division leader were all shot in the head on Axe Jun's territory!

How can I sleep well if an uncle like me doesn't come and find out what's going on?!"

Fat Deng was also very upset. He had just laid down in bed late at night and was a little sleepy when he was woken up by his henchmen, who told him that something big had happened outside. Lin Huaile was shot in the head in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Seeing that Lin Huaile could still speak, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He Yaozong waited until Fat Deng was seated firmly before he took over the conversation.

“Uncle Deng, Brother Le probably isn’t in a position to speak now.

The nurse said that the anesthetic effect had not completely worn off yet. He just chatted with me for a few minutes, and I saw that he was retching.

So, if you have anything to ask, you might as well ask me directly!"

Fat Deng nodded, hugged his crutches in his arms, and then drooped his eyelids.

"Have you found the guy who threw the bottle at Ah Le?"

"I can't find it. The whole bar was full of Xinji people at the time. I guess if I were to look for it, I'd have to look for Taizi Gang from Xinji!"

"The Xinji Xu family is notorious for protecting their own people. Four-Eyed Dragon may not agree to hand over Prince Gang!"

"I thought so too, so I just talked to Brother Le about it. Since you won't hand over the person, why don't we just start fighting!"

Fat Deng slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at He Yaozong.

His mental activities are really complicated now.

On the one hand, he really wanted to find an excuse to let Heliansheng enter Tsim Sha Tsui and wash away the shame of that year.

On the other hand, the more he looked at He Yaozong in front of him, the more he felt that this guy had the shadow of Axe Jun back then!

In a sense, He Yaozong even made him more wary than Axe Jun back then!

Axe Jun only brought the territory with him when he transferred. Even if he lost the territory, it would only be a stain on his "glorious" life.

But He Yaozong gave him a vague feeling of being out of control. If he allowed him to grow stronger, he might not have a say in Liansheng anymore...

"Ayao, no matter what, the rules still need to be followed.

No matter what Xinji thinks, we still have to settle the score before the fight begins.

How about this, tomorrow I will arrange for someone to say hello to the Four-Eyed Dragon from Xinji, and then ask them to arrange someone to set up the stage, and you will go and talk to them on behalf of the society!

If we can reach an agreement, we will ask them to give A Le an explanation.

If we can't reach an agreement, we'll just fight them until they surrender!"

What I've been waiting for is Fat Deng's words.

He Yaozong stood up and answered with an indignant look.

"Don't worry, Uncle Deng! I will definitely keep the club's reputation clean and give Brother Le an explanation!"

Fat Deng nodded and said, "Go back and rest first, get yourself together, and I'll let you know the location for the meeting tomorrow.

I still have something to talk to Ah Le alone!"

"it is good!"

After giving Lin Huaile a meaningful look, He Yaozong didn't say anything more and turned around to leave the private ward.

Only after watching He Yaozong leave did Fat Deng let out a long sigh.