Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"That Greyhound bastard is really arrogant. He didn't even say two words before he splashed me with vegetable soup!"

"Go change your clothes in a bit, then take some men to guard Baolefang."

Remember, if any gang members come to cause trouble, don't fight back; try to subdue them!

A look of surprise flashed across the Dongguan guy's face.

"Is the leader trying to avoid matching the numbers?"

Greyhound was just a thug hired by Yi Zi Dui. They were the ones who started the trouble first. Even if you killed that kind of trash, the Number Gang wouldn't stand up for him!

"I know you're holding back your anger, but don't rush it."

He Yaozong didn't choose to explain anything, but instead reassured them, "There are proper ways to do legitimate business. After they've finished their business, you'll be the one to personally send Greyhound on his way!"

"it is good!"

Dongguan boy nodded to He Yaozong and then said.

"I'm going to take a shower first, and then I'll take the people to Baolefang."

Lee Garden Road, Causeway Bay.

Li Zhikai answered a phone call and entered a suite at the Lijing Hotel.

"Sister Lian, I know, I know what I'm doing!"

We, the Lee family, have always treated triads like dogs in Hong Kong Island. When did we ever allow triads to step on our heads?

No problem, that's all, I'll hang up now!

After hanging up the phone, I entered the suite's lobby, where my Australian assistant, Noah, had been waiting for me for quite some time.

“Mr. Li, the other party just called back and said everything is ready.”

"Okay, have you made arrangements with the media yet?"

"We've already made arrangements. Tonight, those troublemakers from Yuen Long will be causing trouble at Po Lok Fong."

When the time comes, all that's left is for the Wo Shing Wo people to take action against these troublemakers, and these reporters will immediately rush up to snap photos.

Working through the night to finish the draft, they directly pinned the label of "gangster-driven real estate development" on Hengyao Real Estate.

Li Zhikai couldn't help but sneer and sat down on the sofa.

He said leisurely, "Po Leung Kuk started out under the guise of rescuing trafficked children and women."

One minute they're promoting Hengyao Real Estate, the next they're being accused of persecuting children. I don't know how they're going to prove their innocence!

I think some people in Po Leung Kuk have really gone crazy from doing charity work. They're willing to help anyone, even daring to offend the Lee family. Don't they realize that without us business people donating money and goods, would Po Leung Kuk have grown to where it is today?

After venting his emotions, Li Zhikai called Noah over.

He said, "Make sure to take good care of the number they're dealing with!"

"If those troublemakers are taken away by the police, we absolutely cannot let them implicate the Li family!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, many of the projects in Baolefang are contracted out to the Number Gang."

Bearded Yong confessed to me that he forcibly seized Dingwu entirely for his own benefit and had absolutely nothing to do with the Li family.

Li Zhikai nodded in satisfaction, and then spoke.

"That's what makes Beard Yung so easy to manage. Now that the focus of real estate development on Hong Kong Island has shifted to the New Territories, he wants to take advantage of us and get a piece of the pie. He naturally knows how to do things properly."

Stop wasting your time here and hurry up and start bribing the major newspapers.

Tomorrow, we must completely ruin Hengyao Real Estate's reputation! That scoundrel Ho Yiu-chung, I don't care what his motives are, we absolutely cannot let him muddy the waters of the Hong Kong property market!

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7:30 p.m., Po Lok Fong, Yuen Long.

Chen Baosheng met with a lawyer from Central at the Housing Authority. After a conversation, he learned that the Ding House could be taken back from Hysan Development after paying the full amount of the fine, which put him at ease.

Anyway, at least we don't have to worry about the legal aspects anymore.

The contract for the joint development with Ding Quan has also been signed.

The most important thing now is whether Wo Shing will keep their promise and take care of those troublemakers from the Number Gang.

After seeing the guests off, Chen Baosheng browsed through the Dingquan development plan for the Baolefang area in his office.

It has to be said that the terms offered by Hengyao Real Estate are really tempting.

The integrated development project of dozens of households has already formed a small business district in this area.

At that time, these original residents will not have to do anything. They can just wait for the other party to build the building and enjoy 20% of the rental income every year.

Even more outrageous is that Dingwu was used for commercial development, and Hengyao Real Estate would build an apartment building for them to live in free of charge next to it!

Who wouldn't want a life where they have a place to live and can collect rent while lying down?

With just one sentence from Boss He, the original inhabitants of Baolefang will never have to worry about making a living again!

Ring ring ring——

Just as Chen Baosheng was reviewing the construction plan sent by Hengyao Real Estate, the landline on his desk suddenly rang.

I picked up the receiver, and an anxious voice immediately came through.

"Uncle Bao, the Demon Child from the Number Gang is causing trouble again!"

They really went all out this time, setting fire to several shops!

"What? Where are the people from Wo Shing Wo?!"

"It's no use. After they set the fire, they rode off on their motorcycles!"

None of the Wo Shing Wo people even had a chance to show up..."

"Was anyone hurt?"

"Yes, Liu Boyuan, who submitted the lawsuit this afternoon, was stabbed in the back by that group of devils."

Fortunately, it was only in his arm, and he's already been taken to the hospital for treatment!

“I’m going to the hospital right away. You tell the other neighbors that for the future of the more than 100 households in our Baolefang neighborhood, they must pay attention to their own safety.”

No matter what, we must not back down!

After hastily hanging up the phone, Chen Baosheng quickly grabbed his coat from the back of the chair and rushed outside.

In the darkness, beside a flower bed downstairs from the Housing Authority building.

Greyhound's ace, Ah Chan, was smoking a cigarette and staring coldly at the dimly lit stairwell not far away.

The cigarette butt glowed and faded, and looking around, he saw that Flying Eagle and his two buddies were sitting there restlessly, looking around anxiously.

"Scared?"

Ah-Can asked coldly, and Flying Eagle immediately shook his head.

"If you're not afraid, hold the knife firmly. I guarantee that after you stab me today, you won't feel any psychological pressure when doing this kind of thing in the future!"

As he spoke, Ah-Can stood up, patted Flying Eagle's head, and whispered a reminder.

"Stop wasting time, the person is already out!"

Flying Eagle and the others turned around and saw a thin figure rushing down the dimly lit stairwell of the Housing Authority building.

Flying Eagle immediately gritted his teeth.

"You guys stay here with Brother Can, I'm going to do some work!"

After saying that, he reached for his belt, pulled out the dagger that Greyhound had given him, and with a sinister look on his face, ran straight toward Chen Baosheng.

Chen Baosheng was already in a great hurry, and for a moment he was so focused on walking that he didn’t notice that someone was walking towards him with a knife from the shadows.

Just as he came down the stairs and was about to turn and leave the courtyard, he suddenly felt his collar tighten and someone grabbed him from behind.

Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks.

Startled, he turned around and saw a long-haired thug staring at him with a sinister look in his eyes, holding a bloodstained dagger in his hand.

Without saying a word, he stabbed him in the buttocks again.

Eagle wasn't as lawless as Greyhound; he couldn't bring himself to kill a complete stranger.

But Greyhound had instructed that since he wanted to step forward, he had no choice but to avoid Chen Baosheng's vital points and stab him a few times.

"Help! Help!!"

Chen Baosheng shouted out, and immediately several flashlights shone from not far away.

"Hey! You idiot, stop it!"

"You motherfucker, do you want to die?!"

"You're not getting away now, you bastards!"

Amidst a burst of cursing, a group of Wo Luen Shing thugs wielding wooden sticks suddenly burst out from the upper floors of the Housing Authority building, the passageways in the courtyard, and the alleyways.

Ah-Can raised an eyelid, spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth, and sensed that something was seriously wrong. He climbed onto the motorcycle next to him, twisted the throttle, and prepared to escape.

Unfortunately, the entrance to the courtyard was already crowded with people.

Then, under the dim streetlights at the entrance, Ah-Can discovered that the one who led the way to block him was none other than the Dongguan guy who had argued with Greyhound at Rongxing Tea Restaurant that afternoon.

"Brother Can, what should we do?"

At this moment, Flying Eagle also left Chen Baosheng behind and hurriedly ran over with a dagger in hand.

He called to his two brothers and prepared to get on Ah-chan's motorcycle, but Ah-chan kicked him off.

"You'll have to tough it out yourselves! Greyhound won't treat you badly after we get out!"

"You little brat, do you think you can get away?"

The Dongguan guy dragged a wooden stick as thick as a fist and led a group of people over.

Standing in front of Ah-Can's motorcycle, he slammed the wooden stick in his hand into the ground, causing the concrete ground to tremble violently.

"If you dare, ride your bike away and see if I can break your legs faster than your bike!"

Ah-chan turned his head to the side, avoiding the beam of the flashlight shining on him, but he didn't seem flustered.

He twisted the throttle with one hand, and the motorcycle immediately roared.