Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

The Dongguan guy, with a cigar between his fingers, stood up with a smile, then immediately knew it was time to get down to business.

"I'll take some men to Yuen Long to find Greyhound first, and then give the leader a reply later."

After saying that, Dongguan boy turned to leave, but was stopped by He Yaozong.

"Wait!"

"Boss, is there anything else?"

"How does the cigar taste?"

The Dongguan guy, with a cigar between his fingers, glanced at it and laughed, "Strong, very good!"

"Then take this box of eggs with you. Also, ever since Chik-chicken was sent to Stanley, no one has been taking care of the branch in Wan Chai."

"Do a good job, and if you do well, we'll expand the chilled seafood business to Wan Chai too!"

As He Yaozong spoke, he threw the box of cigars on the table. Upon hearing this, Dongguan Boy's eyes immediately lit up with ecstasy.

He put the cigar in his mouth, respectfully picked up the box of cigars with both hands, bit down hard on the cigar, and hurriedly thanked He Yaozong.

"Thank you for your consideration, Boss! Thank you!"

I will definitely handle this matter perfectly!

In Tai Kei Leng, Yuen Long, several members of the number gang were squatting on a pile of steel bars next to a construction site.

Three thugs dressed in outlandish clothes and with incredibly avant-garde hairstyles, led by a young man with a buzz cut, walked to the side of the construction site.

After stopping, the buzz-cut boy walked up to a man with a side parting and then pointed to a thug with an afro behind him.

"Brother Greyhound, this is the prince's flying eagle."

Their group was quite famous in the Prince's area. They came to pay their respects, hoping to find work in the Eighteen Villages with Greyhound.

The man with his hair parted in a 2/8 shape tossed his hair, revealing a hideous and terrifying scar on his forehead.

He casually dangled a cigarette between his teeth and gave the group of thugs a cold glance.

"Did you bring the 366 red envelopes for the door-to-door greetings?"

"I brought it, Greyhound Bro!"

A young thug with an afro and a lip piercing immediately reached into his pocket, took out a red envelope, and respectfully handed it to Greyhound.

Greyhound took the red envelope, opened it, glanced at it, and then spoke.

"You're Flying Eagle?"

"That's right!"

"Where are the two of them?"

As Greyhound spoke, his gaze fell on the two young men behind Flying Eagle.

One of the two thugs had medium-length dreadlocks, and the other had extremely exaggerated red hair.

Upon hearing this, the dreadlocked man immediately snatched the red envelope from the red-haired boy's hand and handed it to the greyhound.

After counting the money, Greyhound threw away the three cleaned red envelopes and stuffed the cash into his pocket.

He then had the crew-cut thug hand out cigarettes to each of the three men.

He said, "Once you've become my disciple, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

The Eighteen Villages can't compare to your Prince Village, but working in this area, you earn more every day than you collect protection money at school, and every night there are plenty of girls waiting for you to seduce them.

But there's a condition: I want to know if you guys have the guts?

"You've got guts! Greyhound, we're naturally bold. Just say the word and we'll do anything!"

Eagle immediately picked up the conversation and pledged his loyalty to Greyhound.

Greyhound couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Since you've got the guts, how about you go to Bao Le Fang tonight and burn down the Housing Authority's house for me?!"

These words immediately stunned the three thugs.

The three of them were just finished with Form Five.

The wildest thing he ever did at Prince Edward was smashing the head of a Form Six student at school.

They've just started paying respects to Greyhound, and now they're being asked to set fire to the estate committee's properties. They're having a hard time accepting this.

Greyhound's face hardened: "You don't even dare to do this little thing, yet you dare to come and pay your respects to me?"

Ah Can, give each of them two steel bars and send them back to the Crown Prince.

If I ever see him in Yuen Long again, I'll break his arms!

Faced with Greyhound's aggressive demeanor, Flying Eagle immediately panicked.

"Greyhound Bro, we dare to do it, we dare to do it!"

"You dare to do it?"

Greyhound straightened up and stood in front of Flying Eagle. He then let out a cold laugh, reached behind his waist with his right hand, pulled out a dagger, and shoved it into Flying Eagle's hand.

"Listen carefully, after we light the fire tonight, there's one more thing we need to do!"

There's an old man named Chan Po Sang at the Po Lok Fong Housing Authority, and I really dislike him.

Go stab him twice, and then come find me at the YOHO bar in Yuen Long Plaza.

I'll arrange two girls for each of you, to celebrate your success!

Greyhound's leader, Ah Chan, immediately slapped Flying Eagle on the head.

"Did you hear me? You guys aren't still virgins, are you?"

Eagle gripped the dagger tremblingly and quickly nodded to Greyhound.

This gesture pleased Greyhound greatly. He reached out, grabbed the back of Flying Eagle's head, shook it twice, and then grinned maliciously.

"Follow me, we'll do the most ruthless things and live the happiest lives!"

They don't even dare to poke at people, so they're not qualified to come and pay homage to the Number Gang.

You guys go back and get ready. If things don't go well tonight, I'll be the one causing you trouble!

As he spoke, Greyhound led a group of gang members, laughing and joking, towards a van parked next to the construction site.

Only Flying Eagle and his two companions remained standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Brother Flying Eagle, what should we do now?"

After Greyhound drove away in the van, Red Hair, looking terrified, asked the leader, Flying Eagle, a question.

"Since we've already paid our respects, of course we'll follow suit!"

Look at Greyhound, so young, yet he's carrying a big-phone. Working for him, you're sure to amount to something!

Flying Eagle glanced at the dejected look on his face, then looked at the departing van, his eyes filled with longing and envy.

If we're talking about those scoundrels who still fondly remember their Form Six days, every single one of them was a potential gangster.

However, even ordinary clubs emphasize a gradual approach.

When people go out to pay respects to powerful figures, they usually start from the bottom, like parking attendants or errand runners.

If you catch the eye of a big shot, you'll be 'fortunate' enough to receive their guidance, be officially registered in the organization, and become member number 49.

Once you've done the job, you're qualified to work as a stuntman, a son-in-law, or a stable boy, depending on your skills.

He's basically set on making a living as a gangster for the first half of his life.

However, there is still a long way to go. In other words, if one or two of these gangsters are clever enough to know that the gangster path is not viable, they can leave the gang, go home and continue to play the good boy, and find another way to make a living.

But the number gangs are different!

Basically, once you join the Children's Party, there's no turning back!

At Yuen Long Plaza, a van was parked in front of a tea restaurant.

Just as the Greyhound crew was about to get off the bus for a meal, Toastmasters' Ah Chan's cell phone suddenly rang.

He respectfully handed the phone to Greyhound, who snatched it and pressed the answer button without thinking.

"Which one?"

"Greyhound, where are you now?"

Upon hearing the voice on the phone, Greyhound immediately dropped his arrogant expression.

The person who called him was A-Wu, the big boss of the Number Gang.

"Brother Wu, what's up with calling me?"

"It's nothing important, it's just that someone contacted me and said they wanted to talk to you about something."

So, haven't you had a meal yet?

Come to Rongxing Tea Restaurant in Fengchi Village later; afternoon tea will be taken care of!

Greyhound, phone in hand, leaned against the van door.

"Brother Wu, please explain clearly first, who is looking for me?"

"Hey, you guys from Wo Luen Shing, you've been causing trouble in Po Lok Fong lately, so Wo Luen Shing asked me to come out and be the peacemaker!"

"Hey, they've been very kind to you, come out and let's talk!"

"Brother Wu, if it's someone from Wo Shing Wo, then forget it."

It's not that I'm disrespecting you, but Brother Yong told me there's nothing to discuss about this.

The voice on the other end of the phone immediately turned cold.

"You don't like giving me face?"

That one question immediately made Greyhound change his mind.

"Never mind, Brother Wu. Back when I was in mainland China, I received your help. This time, I'll just consider it repaying that favor."

However, let me make this clear first: in the past, people from Tung Wo Luen Shing could negotiate deals, but whether or not a deal was reached was none of my business!

"Alright, enough chit-chat. 4:20, we'll be waiting for you at Xingrong Tea Restaurant!"