Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

Before I started fighting with you, Jun Ge, I had made preparations and left enough money for a friend I trust.

At the same time, I also gave him a list. If anything happens to me in the future, the names of those who have a grudge against me should be written on that list.

Every time someone kills someone on my list, they get a million from my friend."

He Yaozong stopped smiling and his eyes became cold as he spoke.

"I was wondering if I should add Jun's name to this list as well!"

“You’re scaring me!!”

"If Jun Ge knows me well enough, he should understand that I only threaten people, but never scare them."

He Yaozong's tone was unusually cold, but Axe Jun did not dare to underestimate the weight of his words.

He was young once, and He Yaozong's almost crazy fighting style in the past two days is even worse than his back then.

However, both parties have already discussed things to this point, so there is naturally no possibility of reaching an agreement in today's talks.

Axe Jun also looked at He Yaozong and laughed sinisterly.

"Okay! If you like playing, I'll play with you till the end!

I want to see how confident you are and whether you can play with me in Tsim Sha Tsui for a few days.

I just want to warn you: when you can no longer play, I will go to Sham Shui Po to find you!

He Yaozong waved his hand, knocked over the wine glass in front of him, and stood up.

He replied lazily, "Then let's play till the end. We are in Sham Shui Po and we are mostly doing some small business, which can't compare to Jun Ge's big business in Tsim Sha Tsui.

If Jun Ge likes it, I can close all the stores today.

From now on, we will fight from morning till night, until the police are alerted, our stories make the headlines of all the major newspapers, and appear on the cover of Asia Weekly, until we are all begging on the streets!"

After saying that, He Yaozong walked out of the banquet hall with his hands folded.

The sound was not loud, but it was like hearing thunder in the silence.

When have you ever heard such encouraging words while fighting with Liansheng?

At that moment, everyone stood up at once, even the henchmen from the Jordan Gang followed He Yaozong involuntarily, surrounding him and walking outside.

But no one noticed Fat Deng, who had a complicated expression, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

He stood up tremblingly with the help of his followers and looked at He Yaozong's back, feeling unprecedented fear in his heart!

Chapter 97 It’s not that you can’t survive, it’s that you know when to stop

After returning from Tsim Sha Tsui, Fat Deng locked himself in the house.

Although He Liansheng didn't lose face today, he lost all his face!

The conversation between Axe Jun and He Yaozong was still ringing in his ears, and the scene of He Liansheng and his gang of thugs surrounding He Yaozong as he left was still vivid in his mind.

Sitting in the dim bedroom, Fat Deng stroked his shiny black cane.

He understood that in the past twenty years, this crutch was the real 'dragon head stick' of He Liansheng!

But now... am I really going to become a mascot like a blowing chicken?

He is not willing!

But what’s the use of being unwilling?

When Axe Jun took over, he was still young and strong, and had enough energy to control the overall situation.

But now he is old and confused. If he had not supported those unqualified district leaders to sit on the throne over the years and brought together a large group of uncles from the Senate, how could he have the qualifications to make decisions about Heliansheng?

Holding the power of being the decision-maker has been the basis for his one-man show at He Liansheng over the years.

But now this root is about to be cut off by He Yaozong.

The Freemasonry society, he is really willing to spend money!

Taking a deep breath, Fat Deng felt that he needed to do something.

The only thing that comforted him was that He Yaozong did not compromise with Axe Jun today.

The fight between Xinji and Heliansheng is still going on.

He can't let He Yaozong take all the credit!

After staying in the room and thinking for a long time, Fat Deng walked out tremblingly with the help of crutches.

He called his followers over and greeted them.

“Go inform the uncles in the other seven districts that Axe Jun will continue the fight.

Tell them to stop hiding in the desert and watching the show. They should pay money and contribute their labor!

We must take back this piece of land in Tsim Sha Tsui this time!"

If we were to ask who is more anxious than Fat Deng, it would definitely be Lin Huaile.

When he received the news that He Yaozong was going to continue fighting with Axe Jun, he felt his head buzzing.

In less than two days, his place in Jordan was almost completely cleared out by the police.

The large sum of money for medicine and bail has not been collected yet, and now Aze tells him that He Yaozong has decided to increase the amount.

He felt that if the trend continued for another two days, the Jordan Gang would be disbanded on the spot!

"Brother Le, if this doesn't work, forget it. We in Jordan are really out of money and people!"

Aze sat beside Lin Huaile's bed with his head hung down and said helplessly.

Lin Huaile leaned against the bed frame with a dejected look on his face.

But he still shook his head: "No! We can't retreat unless Sham Shui Po is evacuated!

We in Jordan are already weak, and if we lose our reputation, we will have no chance of electing leaders in the future!"

Aze just sighed. It was already this late, but Lin Huaile was still thinking about his position as the boss.

He just couldn't understand. If the person in charge wasn't elected this time, couldn't he choose one later?

Only when you manage the household do you know how expensive food and fuel are. During this period, Lin Huaile was lying in the hospital, and he was in charge of all the affairs of the hall.

There were some things that Aze had to make clear to Lin Huaile.

"Brother Le, this isn't a question of face or not.

Today, another 38 brothers from our gang were taken into custody by the police. Together with the ones who were taken away yesterday, we have to raise at least 800,000 yuan to pay the bail!

Now the public account of the gang has run out of money, and He Yaozong wants to continue fighting!

If we don't pay the bail money, who among our brothers out there will dare to go to Tsim Sha Tsui and fight for us? They'll all run away, and we won't be able to hold on!"

After hearing these words, Lin Huaile felt upset again.

"Even if you can't bear it, you have to bear it! If you don't have money, go find someone to borrow.

If you can’t borrow money, just use my house deed as collateral!

I don't know how much wealth Sham Shui Po has, but I don't think Ho Yiu Chung can hold out for much longer. When he can't hold out anymore, we can withdraw!"

Lin Huaile's eyes were red at this time, and he looked a little crazy.

Aze was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Just as he was scratching his head, the phone that Lin Huaile placed on the bedside suddenly rang.

Aze handed him the phone, and Lin Huaile immediately pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Which one?"

There was a long silence, and Lin Huaile didn't say another word on the phone.

It was not until he hung up the phone and handed the phone to Aze that Lin Huaile spoke slowly.

“Aze, I signed Danny up for a Latin tutorial class.

He'll be out of class in less than half an hour. You don't have to stay here with me. Drive to Central to pick him up for me later."

"it is good!"

Aze was feeling a little bored in the hospital. When he saw Lin Huaile asking him to pick up his son, he nodded in agreement and left the ward immediately.

About twenty minutes later, someone knocked on the door outside the office.

"Enter!"

As Lin Huaile responded, the door was pushed open.

A young woman wearing a formal suit and short hair walked into the ward.

She carried a fruit basket and placed it on Lin Huaile's bedside table.

Without waiting for Lin Huaile to speak, he pulled a stool and sat down, then spoke.

"Mr. Henry asked me to tell you that he has already established good relations with the Organized Crime and Triad Organization.

Those of you who are incarcerated in the detention center will be released one after another before 8 o'clock tonight."

Lin Huaile said nothing, and didn't even turn his head to look at the woman, as if he was lost in thought.

The woman spoke again.

"Mr. Henry also asked me to tell you that this may be the last time he helps you.

If you can't get He Liansheng's dragon head stick, he might have to look for a new target by then!"

As soon as he said this, Lin Huaile became anxious.

"Ms. Ya'an, why can't you give me more time, or why can't you give me more help?

Even if I don't get elected this time, can't I wait until the next one?"

The woman Lin Huaile called Ya'an just shook her head indifferently.

"Time waits for no one. The Political Department will not waste two years on a worthless person!

If you want to gain benefits from the Political Department, you must prove your ability."

"But what about Fatty Lai from North Point? He's just a sleazy magazine seller. He didn't become the leader of the Hung Hing gang. Why would your Political Department help him?!"