Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

When the doorbell rang, he opened the door and found that it was Jimmy who had come to deliver the newspaper.

"Hey tap, the water room is so lazy!"

Taking the newspaper from Jimmy, I noticed the picture accompanying the headline was indeed of the Rolls-Royce that had been burned to a shell.

After leading Jimmy inside, Ho Yiu-chung lit a cigarette for himself.

He then asked, "Is there any notification from the water room?"

"Not yet, but as far as I know, the water room is in an uproar."

At the funeral of Lai, the leader of Shui Fang, Zhou Chenghai and Hei Zai Rong were vying for control. However, Zhou Chenghai found Jie Shiwei, who had previously supported Lai. If Jie Shiwei agreed, it's estimated that Zhou Chenghai, this mainland boy, will be in charge of Shui Fang from now on!

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He Yaozong tossed the newspaper in his hand onto the sofa and then stood up.

"Jimmy, let's not just sit idly by."

"Hei Zai Rong is close to you. If you can win him over and get him into the top position in the water room, you'll never have to worry about the junket rights in Macau again."

"Boss, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to interfere so openly?"

“What’s wrong with that? Don’t forget, I just formed an alliance with Lai of the Water House over at Fortress Hill last night, witnessed by hundreds of people in Macau!”

Now that he's dead, it's perfectly legitimate for me to take charge of He Anle's family affairs!

Jimmy seemed to have thought of something, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

Just sighed.

But then He Yaozong continued to urge them on.

“Jimmy, when you’re going to do something big, you shouldn’t be afraid of risking your life. I know you have concerns, but you can rest assured that apart from the junket business in the casino, I won’t let you get involved in any gang feuds in Macau.”

Furthermore, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's estimated that it won't be long before Broken Tooth Koi of the Number Gang returns to Macau.

We must seize the opportunity and, before Broken Tooth Koi returns, install Blackie Wing in power and take over most of the junket rights in Macau!

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Diamond Casino.

On the rooftop helipad, a helicopter is on standby 24 hours a day.

Meng Gui Tian and Hao Zai hid in a small conference room. Neither of them spoke, but they smoked one cigarette after another.

"Ah Tian, ​​tell me the truth, did you kill Shui Fang Lai?!"

After finishing another cigarette, Haozai finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked Mengguitian a question.

"Damn it! I wish I had killed him!"

"With your sharp mind, I even suspected you were the one who had him killed!"

Should the two of them be happy or worried now?

The good news is that Shui Fanglai, who had been suffocating the number gang, is finally dead.

What's worrying is that the people in the water room have blamed the deaths of their leader entirely on the Number Gang. What they'll be facing next is a full-scale retaliation from Anle!

Haozai sighed, took out another cigarette from the pack, put it in his mouth, but did not light it.

"Damn it, have you managed to get in touch with Brother Ju yet?"

If he doesn't come back soon, we'll probably have to start thinking about running away!

"We can't get in touch with him. Every time he makes an overseas call, it's from a different number."

Even though Shui Fanglai had pressed him so hard before, he didn't dare reveal his location.

"We have to try to contact him even if we can't. We need him back to take charge now!"

"Damn it, I think we should book our tickets to the Netherlands first!"

Haozai couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, his mood was extremely bad.

Coloane Island, the villa of Shui Fong Lai.

Because the Haojiang Funeral Home has strict regulations on large-scale funerals organized by triads, Shui Fong Lai's funeral hall was set up at his villa.

Shuifang Lai's body had been placed in a coffin, the lid of which was tightly closed. It was so badly burned that it was impossible for anyone to see his remains.

The hunting dog must eventually die on the mountain; the people of the martial world have their own fate.

Those who live to a ripe old age and die peacefully are legendary figures revered by thousands in the martial arts world.

Those whose destiny is not good enough and who die prematurely become the subject of gossip among people in the martial arts world!

Countless people came to pay their respects, but He Anle and his group only cared about who would lead them to continue their conquests in Macau.

Who becomes the leader is not important to them; the key is who can protect the junket business for the junket operators and ensure that the junket operators will continue to prosper in the future.

“Ah Hai, I’m not trying to be mean, but you’re not really part of the Macau entertainment circle.”

"If Adidas hadn't died, you wouldn't even be qualified to compete for the top spot!"

Above the mourning hall, in the water room, the body's bones were still warm.

Behind the mourning hall, Hei Zai Rong and Zhou Cheng Hai were already engaged in a fierce verbal battle.

If we don’t fight now, when will we wait?

Zhou Chenghai, a former thug, just sneered and adjusted the mourning cloth on his head.

Hei Zai Rong had been working for the previous water room manager, Fei Zai Kun, long before Lai became the head of the water room.

He knew that he couldn't compete with Hei Zai Rong in terms of seniority.

So he decided to skip the formalities and just retorted directly.

"The thousand thugs in the water house all work for me."

Without us watching over things for you, your junket business wouldn't be a success!

Uncle Rong, I advise you not to block the path of the younger generation. Just enjoy your wealth and status; it's better for everyone!

"If I didn't lead the gang to make money, how would you support those thugs?"

Hei Zai Rong refused to back down and confronted him head-on.

Zhou Chenghai just sneered: "With Uncle Wei's support, do you think I can support this group of thugs?"

Hei Zai Rong was speechless for a moment, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and replied.

"Crazy! Street Market Wei is from the Number Gang!"

Regardless of his relationship with the water room, now that your boss is dead at the hands of the number gang, you can't afford to have too close a relationship with him!

"That's none of my business. Uncle Wei has been kind to the water room, which means he has been kind to me, Zhou Chenghai!"

"Without his help, do you think you'd be qualified to get so much junket business from the streets of Macau?!"

The young man was being unreasonable, and for a moment, Hei Zai Rong really didn't know how to deal with him.

Fortunately, at that moment, a loud shout came from outside the mourning hall.

"Ho Yiu-chung, the leader of the Hong Kong Island Wo Luen Shing Group, respectfully presents a pair of wreaths and a condolence payment of HK$200,000."

Incense is burned before the spirit tablet to express our sorrow.

Hei Zai Rong immediately perked up and got up as well.

"Stop arguing, let's go out and return the courtesy!"

Standing in front of the mourning hall, He Yaozong glanced at the black and white photo on the altar, then solemnly bowed three times before the altar, holding incense in both hands. He then placed the incense in the incense burner in front of the photo of Lai in the water room.

Just then, Hei Zai Rong came out and returned the greeting to He Yaozong.

He Yaozong quickly stepped forward to help Hei Zai Rong, and then put on a sorrowful expression.

"Uncle Rong, who killed Mr. Lai?!"

"Ah Yao, there's no need to even think about it, it's definitely someone from the Number Gang!"

Hei Zai Rong tried his best to appear grief-stricken, and was just about to organize his thoughts when he heard He Yaozong speak again.

"Last night, Mr. Lai and I drank and talked happily, and went through life and death together. I only regret that we could not become sworn brothers in life and death!"

Mr. Lai took great care of our Wo Cheung triad and even personally instructed Uncle Wing to help me manage my business in Macau.

I never imagined that our parting last night would be a separation between life and death!

I swear before Mr. Lai's spirit that we, Wo Luen Shing and Wo On Lok, are always the closest of brothers and sisters, and are irreconcilably opposed to the number gang!

Hearing this, Zhou Chenghai, who had come out with him, felt a twitch in his eyelids.

He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected that Wo Luen Shing would suddenly appear out of nowhere!

If Ho Yiu-chung and Hei-jai-wing were to team up, one of them would have connections, and the other would have junket operations rights.

Even if he has the support of the market, how will he have any say in the matter?

Zhou Chenghai immediately became anxious and stepped forward, ready to intervene in their conversation.

"He Anle is grateful for the deep friendship between He Sheng and Lai Sheng, but this is ultimately He Anle's family matter."

"The grievances have their perpetrators, and the debts have their debtors. It's best not to trouble the Wo Shing family; otherwise, outsiders will see and laugh at us and the On Lok family for falling apart!"

He Yaozong's face darkened, but he didn't bother to look at Zhou Chenghai.

He simply asked Hei Zai Rong a question.

"Who is this brother?"

"We are the red sticks of Anle!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chenghai was furious.

Both logically and emotionally, he could be considered one of Shuifang Lai's confidants.

Hei Zai Rong deliberately chose an insignificant identity to inform them, clearly intending to minimize his presence.

Before he could say anything, he saw He Yaozong pulling Hei Zai Rong and walking out of the mourning hall.

It's obvious they're not giving him any face at all!

Having chosen a quiet spot, He Yaozong spoke directly.