Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"You can't blame me for this. I had someone give him six bullets in total. If they hadn't used modified inert bullets, your men would have been shot in the arm much worse."

"It's alright, as long as the shot was fired!"

He Yaozong gripped the phone tightly and immediately spoke.

"Brother Wu, could you please keep a close eye on Greyhound for me? I need to send someone to do something tonight!"

If all goes well, perhaps your company, Li Zi Dui, will have a share in the building materials business in the New Territories in the future.

"Don't!"

Ah Wu answered very decisively on the other end of the phone.

"I'm not interested in doing business. You give me money, I do things for you, it's that simple!"

"Then I'll have someone send an extra 200,000 to you later."

After a brief conversation, he hung up the phone and then picked up the number again to call Lok Wai-ching.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"So, is the interview finished?"

"I'm done. I'll take the interview materials back for review later."

Thank you, Mr. He, for giving me this exclusive interview report on the gang's armed attack.

"Let me remind you first, don't forget our agreement. Make a backup of the data and send a copy to me later."

This report might not pass your news department's review!

"Mr. He, how is this possible?"

"Don't talk about possibilities or impossibilities. Just do what we agreed on. That's the condition for me to help you get the exclusive reporting rights!"

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At 10 p.m., near a pig farm in Tin Shui Wai.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. Greyhound arrived in a van.

Upon entering the pig farm, passing through the pigpen corridor filled with the smell of pig manure, we arrived at the entrance of a feed storage room.

Greyhound, carrying the plastic bag containing the money, knocked on the metal door of the storage room.

"Who?"

A wary question came from inside.

"it's me!"

After a while, the door opened.

Under the moonlight, Ah-Can, who had been looking flustered, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person who came was Greyhound.

"Hey Greyhound, what's the situation like outside?"

"Go in and talk!"

Greyhound gestured to the driver who had come with him to wait in the truck, and then pushed Ah Chan into the storage room.

Upon entering the room, the greyhound sat on a food bag, then dropped the plastic bag containing money on the floor.

Under the indoor light, Ah-Can was shocked to notice the bruises on the greyhound's cheeks.

"Greyhound, Brother Yong, he..."

"You're something else, daring to fire a gun in front of so many people at Baolefang. You're much bolder than me!"

Greyhound stopped him from speaking and then reached out his hand to him.

"Where's the gun?"

"At this!"

Without hesitation, Ah-Can turned around and dug out the gun wrapped in a plastic bag from a pile of mixed feed.

Tearing open the plastic bag, Greyhound played with the pistol, his eyes shining even brighter.

"This is the first time I've ever played with something like this. It really has an indescribable magic to it. Once you hold it in your hand, you just want to pull the trigger."

No wonder you couldn't help but shoot at those people from the Wo Shing Wo group!

Possessing a weapon, the desire to kill arises spontaneously.

Greyhound deftly pushed the safety, his index finger resting on the trigger, seemingly itching to pull it.

Ah-chan, who had already had his fill of it, asked eagerly.

"Hey Greyhound, what's the situation outside right now?"

Greyhound lowered his right hand, which was gripping the gun, and looked coldly at Ah-Can.

"There are cops everywhere outside looking for you!"

Do you realize you've gotten yourself into a huge mess this time?

Ah-chan's face froze for a moment, and he was already filled with regret, but he still tried to remain calm.

"What did Brother Yong say? He can't possibly want me to go back to the mainland, can he?"

"You've made a name for yourself at Bao Le Fang. If you go back to the mainland, you might get shot at. You might as well stay in Hong Kong!"

"I can't just sit here and wait to die, can I?"

"Nobody's leaving you to die!"

Greyhound paused, staring intently at A-Can.

Suddenly, he spoke up: "Do you have a cigarette? Light one for me!"

"it is good!"

Lighting a cigarette for Greyhound, Ah-Can stared at him expectantly, hoping his boss would give him an answer.

Holding a gun in one hand and a cigarette in the other, Greyhound took a deep drag and slowly began to speak.

"Brother Yong asked me to go to Lau Fau Shan to find Snake Boy Ming and make some arrangements for you to run away to the Netherlands!"

"I'm going to the Netherlands alone?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Back when Brother Yong asked me to come to Hong Kong Island, I came all by myself!"

"Shouldn't I at least carry some money with me?"

As Ah-Can spoke, he was already reaching for the black plastic bag on the ground.

He knew that the contents inside were the cash he would use to escape.

Greyhound, however, stuck a cigarette butt into the back of A-Can's hand, burning him so much that A-Can quickly pulled his hand back.

But then Greyhound, gun in his right hand, landed on the ground, squatted on the feed bag, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Ah Chan, how long have you been with me?"

"It's been more than five years..."

Greyhound nodded, then spoke.

"We were both unwanted wild children. In the past five years, I haven't made you suffer, have I?"

"Following Greyhound Bro, there are endless girls to pick up and endless drinks to drink. I'm happy every day!"

Ah-chan thought Greyhound was just being sentimental before parting ways, but to his surprise, Greyhound flicked his bangs and his eyes turned murderous.

"I've enjoyed enough happiness with you for five years."

"You had a gun, knew to hide it, and didn't even tell me?"

"No... Greyhound Bro, that's not what I meant!"

"Hey! Brother Yong slapped me twice earlier, then made me give you the money and arrange for you to take a boat to Lau Fau Shan and run away."

However, on the way here, I got angrier and angrier!

I worked myself to the bone for Yi Zi Dui in Yuen Long, and I couldn't even earn 200,000 HKD in six months.

"You scoundrel fired two shots at Baolefang, and I'm the one who got slapped, while you made 200,000 yuan, leaving me with a mess to clean up. Do you think that's fair?"

As Greyhound spoke, he slowly raised the muzzle of his gun, pointing it at A-Can's head.

Ah-chan was shocked and scrambled to his feet, retreating to the doorway.

"Greyhound Bro, what do you mean by this?!"

"What do you mean? Bearded Yong slapped me twice, and each slap cost 100,000!"

"If you die, this matter will be settled!"

Without hesitation, Greyhound raised his gun, aimed it at Ah-Can, and pulled the trigger.

For a moment, Ah-Can felt his mind go blank, and he was almost scared out of his wits.

click-

No gunshot was fired. Greyhound turned his pistol around in confusion, looking puzzled.

It was only then that Ah-chan came to his senses.

Greyhound had never handled a gun before; he only loaded the magazine but did not push the hammer away from the sear.

Without thinking twice, Ah-Can seized this rare opportunity, opened the metal door, and ran outside.

"Fuck your mother!"

Greyhound grabbed the pistol and threw it outside, then leaped up and drew the gleaming kukri from behind him.

Without any hesitation, he quickly chased after Ah-chan, who was running wildly.

Stepping out of the storage room, Greyhound was dumbfounded.

Outside the storage room, a group of thugs wielding machetes had gathered around.

Ah-chan was pale and had already been knocked down, with a man trampling on him.

The man who arrived was the Dongguan guy who had asked him to settle a score at Rongxing Tea Restaurant that afternoon.

"You bastard, you're really vicious, killing even your own brothers!"