Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

With tonight's meeting over and thanks to the media hype, the "number gang" will surely be in a state of panic.

Who knows, when I wake up tomorrow morning, Meng Gui Tian and Hao Zai's gang will have already arrived outside my house, begging me to 'abandon the darkness and embrace the light'.

"Mr. Lai, I heard that you are going to cooperate with Hong Kong Island triads to revitalize the junket business in Macau."

Could you spare a moment to be interviewed by our Overseas Chinese Newspaper?

In the crowd, a middle-aged reporter and his team struggled to squeeze to the side of Shui Fang Lai and his gang of henchmen, and immediately raised the microphone to ask Shui Fang Lai a question.

Shui Fanglai stopped in his tracks, his smile widening.

"Of course, but my friend from the media, I am not cooperating with any Hong Kong Island triads."

Mr. Ho from Hong Kong Island is a legitimate businessman. He's investing in Macau, and I'm simply fulfilling my duty as a host and contributing to the prosperity of Macau.

Seeing that Shuifang Lai was being difficult to talk to, the reporter immediately perked up.

Knowing that the interview opportunity was rare and valuable, the reporter immediately asked a rather sharp question.

"Mr. Lai, some time ago, Wan Kuok-koi's old friend Shek Yung-cheung was assassinated. There are rumors that it was you and On Lok's people who sent gunmen to do it!"

I want to know, is this true?!

Shuifang Lai's face immediately darkened.

Even if this question were asked in court by the judge, Mizufusa Lai would only shake his head and deny it.

But these reporters, just for the sake of sensationalism and attracting attention, are capable of asking such stupid questions.

"Friend, I have no idea what you're talking about!"

If you really have nothing better to do, why don't you pay more attention to the livelihood projects of the citizens of Haojiang? I just donated three million to the Holy House of Mercy last month, why didn't you interview me then?!

After finishing his speech, Shui Fanglai lost all interest in talking to the group of reporters.

So he led a group of henchmen, roughly pushed through the crowd, and walked into the restaurant.

"Mr. Lai, if your cooperation leads to a large-scale fighting incident in Macau, thereby affecting the international reputation of Macau's tourism industry, and the Security Bureau holds you accountable, how will you handle the situation?"

"Mr. Lai, if the number gang loses its junket rights in Macau, will you still follow the rules set by the gambling king and provide junket operators with a commission of more than 35%?"

A group of reporters were still chasing after him, but Shui Fanglai ignored them and disappeared into the hotel lobby in the blink of an eye.

……

A fine banquet had already been prepared in the banquet hall on the second floor.

He Yaozong had been sitting here waiting for a long time. He just needed to wait for Shuifanglai to come over, so he stood up with a smile and extended his right hand to him.

"Brother He, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

These reporters from Hong Kong and Macau are really annoying; they're always trying to create a big story about us!

Shui Fang smiled insincerely and reached out to shake hands with He Yaozong.

"sit!"

After shaking hands, Ho Yiu-chung invited Lai, the water room attendant, to sit down. He then instructed a henchman to distribute the prepared red envelopes and then called for the banquet to begin on the first floor.

Then He Yaozong picked up his wine glass and gestured to Shui Fanglai.

"Thanks to Mr. Lai's care, Willie Hall was able to open smoothly in Haojiang."

Mr. Jiang is unable to attend today, so on his behalf, I would like to raise a toast to Mr. Lai!

After saying this, the two clinked their wine glasses together and drank the wine in one gulp.

Upon learning that Jiang Tiansheng had also agreed to cooperate with He Anle, Shui Fanglai was overjoyed.

"Brother, I was furious when I found out last night that the Number Gang had wrecked your Willys Hall!"

Wan Kuok-koi is a man who is always vindictive and intolerant of any wrongdoing. He always wanted to monopolize his small territory in Macau.

This kind of person won't back down unless you beat him severely!

A subtle hint of mockery flashed in He Yaozong's eyes before he picked up the conversation.

"Mr. Lai is right. When we open our doors to do business, we should be polite and fair in our competition!"

Since he started it all, he can't blame me for starting it all!

At this moment, in the banquet hall on the second floor, quite a few veteran junket operators had already gone upstairs, ready to receive the red envelopes issued by Ho Yiu-chung.

He Yaozong took the opportunity to stand up and cleared his voice.

"Gentlemen, you are all prominent figures in the Macau underworld. Thank you for your presence and for giving us the honor of witnessing this gathering of Wo Luen Shing and Wo On Lok!"

Today, I, He Yaozong, would like to speak frankly with Mr. Lai before all of you!

At this point, He Yaozong glanced at Shui Fanglai sitting next to him, and saw Shui Fanglai politely nod at him, signaling him to continue.

“We, Wo Luen Shing and Wo On Lok, have been brothers for over a century, bound by blood and flesh!”

The number gang has gone too far in bullying me. Thanks to Mr. Lai's help, we and Luen Shing were able to make a living in Macau!

Today, Luen Shing and I hereby declare that from now on, matters concerning On Lok in Macau will be matters between us and Luen Shing!

"We've joined forces today, and we're determined to wipe the Number Gang off the streets of Macau!"

"Good! Brother He is very kind. When I get back, I will give my regards to the brothers below."

Just like how the Number Gang raided your Willy's Hall last night, tonight we'll raid Broken Tooth Koi's Hall in the same way!

Shui Fanglai knew how to applaud; he actually stood up and led the applause, even saying something like this.

slam-la-

Led by Shuifang Lai, a burst of applause finally rang out at the scene.

These junket operators have already sensed that things are really about to change in Macau.

From now on, they will probably work and eat with Shuifang Lai. No matter how Shuifang Lai will treat them in the future, they can't afford to offend him.

Southeast of the Fortress Hotel, next to a road in Shuikengwei, there was a small truck carrying fruit.

Qiu Gang'ao sat in the carriage with a group of Vietnamese men, the air thick with the smell of gun oil.

After they finished inspecting their AK47 rifles, they spoke.

"Remember, once the banquet at the Fortress Hotel is over, as soon as they come out, you all open fire on the people from both gangs."

The ship is already waiting for you at the outer harbor pier. You only have three minutes!

Three minutes from now, whether it works out or not, you need to gather here immediately. If you're late and the Macau police arrive, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!

He solemnly explained things to the group of Vietnamese guys, and one of them immediately responded.

"Boss, I've already scouted out the Fortress Hotel area!"

The view over there was open and there was nowhere for us to hide.

The leaders of both major gangs have gunmen clearing the way when they come and go. I don't think it will be easy for them to succeed in making a move over there!

"There's no other way. It's already very difficult to find out their whereabouts. This is a one-time opportunity!"

In short, kill if you can, but if there's really no other way, then get out of here!

"it is good!"

After explaining things to the group of Vietnamese men, Qiu Gang'ao got up and knocked on the metal sheet of the truck bed behind the driver's cab.

Mo Yiquan, the driver, immediately understood and drove the vehicle toward the Fortress Hotel.

Mo Yiquan stopped the car again in a grove of trees less than 100 meters from the Fortress Hotel.

A group of Vietnamese men got off the bus under the cover of night, each carrying a long gun, and crept towards the Fortress Hotel.

It was already 8 p.m.

He Yaozong glanced at his watch and realized that it was almost time.

He then decided to find an excuse to end this banquet, which had become meaningless.

Feigning a slight intoxication, He Yaozong suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Mr. Lai, I am not as mature and steady as you senior figures in the martial arts world."

To be honest, the number trolls wrecked my casino last night, and I didn't get a good night's sleep at all!

I'm going back to wave the flag now; the Diamond Casino must shut down tonight, just like the Willie Casino!

"Good! You're a man of action, brother. I'll have a team waiting for you at the entrance of Willie Casino later. Tonight, all the places run by Broken Tooth Koi will be shut down!"

"please!"

"please!"

Mizufusa Yoriya also got up, and the two immediately went downstairs side by side, as familiar as old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, walking downstairs together.

Similarly, both of them wore enigmatic smiles.

Lai, the water room worker, probably didn't know that his lifelong dream of Macau would come to an end tonight...

A group of henchmen were the first to go out and clear the way.

The hotel lobby was only fifty meters from the parking lot. He Yaozong and Shui Fanglai were chatting and laughing all the way. Just as they were about to walk out of the hotel, they suddenly heard a burst of gunfire at the door!

It was the sound of a spear!

Shui Fanglai's expression hardened, and he turned to look at He Yaozong, only to find that He Yaozong's expression had also turned ugly.

At the same time, a group of henchmen quickly surrounded the two gang leaders, trapping them tightly.

"Mr. Lai, it seems like every time we meet, things don't go smoothly!"

He Yaozong spoke first, saying these meaningful words to Shui Fanglai.

Shuifang Lai looked a little embarrassed for a moment, and immediately nodded to his leader, Adi.

"Adi, go outside and see what's going on!"

At this moment, the Vietnamese men outside had already gathered and started charging towards the canteen with their rifles.

After all, he had received formal military training and was carrying a sturdy and durable rifle.

How could the gunmen clearing the way outside possibly be a match for these Vietnamese guys?

In just one encounter, as several of the lead gunmen were taken down, the mob scattered like birds and beasts, scrambling for cover to avoid the Vietnamese men's heavy firepower.