Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Ale, what on earth did you do?!"

Lin Huaile was still lying on the bed, suppressing his discomfort and wanting to look back.

But Fat Deng held him down with his hand.

"There's no one else in the room, so feel free to tell me what you want to say!"

"Uncle Deng, I originally wanted to... arrange for someone to go to Tsim Sha Tsui and stir up a dispute between Wuying and Xinji, forcing He Yaozong to fight Xinji.

But…but I didn’t expect that some idiot at Xinji might have gotten high and hit me on the head with a bottle!”

"啕——"

Lin Huaile retched again as he spoke, and Fat Deng realized that he couldn't ask any more questions.

He quickly pulled up the quilt and covered Lin Huaile.

"Okay! Just stay in the hospital and take good care of yourself during this time.

Don't think about anything, just take care of yourself, and then think about other things!"

……

The next day, in a villa area in Kowloon Tong.

It was just dawn and the prince was still asleep when he suddenly felt his quilt being pulled away, and then he was slapped on the forehead.

"Get up, loser!"

The prince had just opened his eyes when he found his father, Xu Jiaqiang, standing in front of the bed, glaring at him angrily.

"Dad, what's wrong now?!"

"Fuck! I sent you to study in Europe, and all you do is pick up girls or race cars!

We asked you to come to the film company to help, but you spend all day asking which actress is good-looking!

Even if you spend a lot of money, you still can't carve a piece of rotten wood!

Last night was even more outrageous. How could you have thought of smashing the head of the owner of Heliansheng in Tsim Sha Tsui?!"

"Depend on!"

The prince just grabbed the clothes on the bedside and put them on while responding.

"Last night, they and the Liansheng gang went to Xinji's territory to cause trouble. They got beaten up, and they deserved it!

Besides, last night, more than a dozen of our Xinji brothers were sent to the hospital. How should we settle this account?"

"Your mother!"

Xu Jiaqiang couldn't help but get angry and dragged Taizigang off the bed.

"Deng Wei from Liansheng has personally arranged for someone to look for your uncle. He wants us, Xinji, to give an explanation!

Your uncle found me and asked me to take you to the Chang'an Tea House in Tsim Sha Tsui at 9 o'clock in the morning to set up the table and negotiate with the people from Heliansheng, otherwise we will start a fight with Heliansheng!"

"What's the point of talking about this? Back then, He Liansheng was so intimidated by our Xinji in Tsim Sha Tsui that he couldn't even utter a word. If we start a fight, let them bring their men over if they dare!"

Snapped--

The prince had just been slapped hard in the face and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he covered his face and looked up, and saw his father's face was ashen, pointing at his nose and yelling.

“Then was then, and now is now!

For the past twenty years, our Xu family has been desperately trying to find a legitimate business, even vying for the boxed lunch business in Tsim Sha Tsui. Do you know why?!"

The prince just shook his head blankly: "I don't know..."

"If you don't know, shut up. Come over to me and discuss it later. Remember to keep your head down!"

……

Chang'an Tea House, located in Tsim Sha Tsui East Plaza, was known as Tai Kee Restaurant twenty years ago.

When Axe Jun took over, Xin Ji offered a toast to the new owner. Fei Deng was there, pinching his nose and eating a mouthful of grouper with chopsticks.

Since then, Heliansheng has had no connection with Tsim Sha Tsui for 20 years!

Later, as time passed, the restaurant was demolished and redecorated into the teahouse it is today.

The Four-Eyed Dragon chose this place as the location for the discussion, simply to remind Liansheng to recall the old days.

After twenty years of development, Xinji was able to force Heliansheng to bow down, and now Xinji still has the confidence!

It’s a pity that the person who came to negotiate with Xinji this time was He Yaozong, who pretended to be ignorant while knowing the truth.

A row of cars stopped in front of the Chang'an Tea House. He Yaozong got out of the car and lit a cigarette.

Surrounded by a group of thugs, he strolled leisurely into the teahouse.

Arriving at the second floor, at the door of a tea bag, He Yaozong asked Chen Luojun and Xiwei to wait in the corridor with their men, and then he entered the tea bag with a cigarette in his mouth.

A thug guarding the door stopped him.

"Hey, according to the rules, we need to search your genitals!"

He Yaozong frowned and glared at the silly henchman.

Then he took the cigarette butt out of his mouth, bent his finger and flicked the half-burned red cigarette directly at the thug's face.

The thug hurriedly reached out to brush the ashes off his face, took a step back, and for a moment was too angry to say anything.

"Stupid! You guys set up a table at Xinji, and you actually search me?"

"Big Brother Yao, why do you have to make things difficult for the little ones?

If you have anything to say, come in and let’s chat slowly.”

Sitting in the tea bag were none other than Prince Gang and his son, who had been waiting here for a long time.

Prince Gang still had a defiant look on his face, tilting his head to look at the tea cabinet where the tea bags were, with an indifferent look.

After entering Chabao, He Yaozong waited for the thugs outside to close the door, then sat down opposite Xu Jiaqiang.

The rules of the underworld are to offer tea first and then discuss the matter.

Xu Jiaqiang picked up a teapot and filled the cup in front of He Yaozong, then picked up a toothpick and dropped it into the cup.

Then he said, "Last night, Young Master Le from Liansheng came to our Xinji place to ask for a drink. It was not very kind of Xinji to do so.

I've already found the person responsible for this incident, and I'll hand him over when the time comes. I hope Big Boss Yao will do me the honor of drinking this cup of tea first!"

He Yaozong lowered his head to look at the cup of tea and just sneered.

"Why, you just want to find someone to take the blame and let this go?"

"Then we'll set up a few dozen tables for a first round of drinks, whether in Tsim Sha Tsui or Jordan. We'll give Young Master Le enough face and let him leave in style."

He Yaozong looked up at Xu Jiaqiang.

"How about this? I'll smash your head off today, too. Then I'll have a grand banquet with dozens of tables in Tsim Sha Tsui, and let him walk down the stairs in style. What do you think?"

"Fuck off! Blow my head off? Do you think you're qualified?!"

After all, Prince Gang was hot-tempered. When he heard what He Yaozong said, he slammed the table and stood up.

"Sit down!"

Xu Jiaqiang turned his head and glared at him, his expression already terrifying.

Then he turned to look at He Yaozong and forced a smile.

"Since Liansheng is willing to come forward to negotiate, it seems you are also willing to make peace.

Since the conditions I offer cannot satisfy you, why don't you ask the big brothers Yaodai and Liansheng to make an offer first?"

“Simple, I’ll give you two solutions.

First, hand over your son, make him kneel down in front of Mr. Le, and then give him two bottles of wine as a reward.

If you can bear it and don't cry, this matter will be over!"

The prince just gritted his teeth, but after receiving the glare from his father just now, although he was angry at the moment, he didn't say much.

Xu Jiaqiang suppressed the smile on his face and shook his head indifferently.

"Let's talk about another solution."

“The other one is easier to say. We can give up the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui and give one point to He Liansheng.

After the territory is divided, everyone becomes good brothers looking for water in the same area.

I think Liansheng and I won't embarrass Taizi Gang anymore!"

Xu Jiaqiang's face suddenly darkened.

"So you have no intention of talking to us at all?"

"Why is there no room for negotiation? I've already made the conditions, and you don't accept either of them!"

"Tsim Sha Tsui is Axe Jun's territory. No one in the entire Xin Ji can be his boss except my eldest brother!"

"Using Axe Jun to scare me?"

He Yaozong sneered, then picked up the cup of tea in front of him, glanced down, and then shook it twice.

Suddenly, a cup of tea was poured directly on Prince Gang's face!

"Since you can't make the decision, why did you ask me out for a dick talk?!"

"Push to the street!"

The prince was furious. He roared, picked up a bench behind him and was about to smash it at He Yaozong.

At the same time, Chen Luojun, who was guarding outside, overturned the man guarding the door of Xinji and rushed in with a short stick.

"Agang!"

Xu Jiaqiang was quick-witted and snatched the stool from Taizigang's hand, making Taizigang breathe a sigh of relief.

He is crazy, not stupid. He had already gotten into trouble for blowing up Lin Huaile's head. Now he attacks He Liansheng, the boss. I'm afraid his father will not be able to protect him!

Putting down the stool, Xu Jiaqiang supported the tea table with both hands and looked at He Yaozong with a frown.

"Big Brother Yao, if you and Liansheng insist on fighting, we at Xinji are not afraid!