Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Don't worry, I know my limits!"

The tea had already boiled. He Yaozong took out the teacup and poured a cup for Feisha.

Feisha took the tea and blew on it.

Then he asked, "I heard that Zhang Chongbang, that loser, went looking for your people again this morning.

So, did you find out anything?"

"My friend is a law-abiding person. What can he possibly ask?"

"Haha, I know that without you telling me!

If Big Brother Hua was willing to hook up with the Big Circle Boys, he wouldn't have been hanging around in Mong Kok for so many years with only a street-slacker like Wuying by his side!

After saying that, Feisha took a sip of tea and then put down the teacup in a hurry.

“I won’t chat with you any longer, remember what I just said.

If Zhong Xin Yi comes to cause trouble, be sure to call me!"

"I understand. Thank you for your care, Sir Sha!"

After sending Feisha away, He Yaozong took out the watch that Manghui had given him from his pocket. Through the broken surface, he found that it was already 8:15.

No one knows when Zhong Xinyi will come to clean up the place, and time is running out.

Without giving him any time, He Yaozong immediately went back upstairs, closed the office door, and made a phone call.

The phone rang twice, and Ah Hua's voice came from the receiver.

"Brother Yao, I'm on my way back."

"Is the matter settled?"

"It's settled. I've already dragged Shar-Pei Li down to the bottom of the sea. Relax, there's nothing left behind."

"When will those big circle guys come over?"

"I don't know yet. The ship hasn't crossed the sea yet. It might leave in the middle of the night."

"Then forget about this matter for now. Come back immediately and call Wuying. I have something important to tell you!"

Hearing that He Yaozong had something important to discuss, Ah Hua did not dare to neglect it.

He Yaozong answered "OK" carefully on the phone and then hung up.

He dialed another number, this time calling Xiwei.

"Xiwei, where are you now?"

"Brother Yao? I just finished delivering soup to Blind Hui at the clinic."

"Come back immediately, I have something important for you to do!"

"what's up?"

"Borrow troops! This time, no matter if they are with Liansheng or not, as long as they are brave enough to come, they can earn a little from me!"

……

Temple Street is now covered in colorful neon lights.

Lin Huaile lay on the rooftop railing of the Windsor nightclub, watching people coming and going on the street below.

He sighed and turned to look at Aze, the leader beside him.

"Aze, I've been in charge of things in Jordan for so many years, but it wasn't until today that I truly understood what a dragon-tiger land, a wind-cloud land, is!"

Aze shook his long dyed hair and lay down on the railing.

At the same time, he sighed: "Yes, Brother Le, in a place like this, the monthly income of a sauna alone is more than half of our stable.

Fortunately, Long Gen's younger brother was sensible enough to let us run the Windsor nightclub."

The evening breeze blew across Lin Huaile's cheek, mixed with the strong smell of fireworks in Temple Street.

Lin Huaile's mind couldn't help but waver, and he smiled lightly.

"He's too ignorant to be sensible. A newly arrived scoundrel dares to use the Heliansheng name to mess around all day. Uncle Deng hates this kind of people the most!"

After saying this, Lin Huaile looked into the distance, as if muttering to himself.

"Aze, I've been in Jordan for so many years. Whenever the community is in trouble or needs help, I'm always the first to rush forward. But these are not reasons for Uncle Deng to support me as the next leader!

As for the person in charge of Liansheng, only Uncle Deng has the final say and only he is qualified to do it!

There were no exceptions before, and there will be no exceptions now!"

Chapter 39: Remembering Xiang Duo Now? Too Late!

At 8:35, Ahua and Wuying rushed to Hetai Teahouse and met He Yaozong in his office.

He Yaozong had a serious expression and asked the two to sit down.

Without much nonsense, he started to explain.

"Ah Hua, I received news that Zhong Xin Yi is coming to Temple Street to cause trouble tonight.

Go back to Temple Street and check the place out. If you encounter someone from Zhong Xin Yi looking for trouble, don't act rashly. Clear the customers out first, and then lock the door to the place!"

Ah Hua was puzzled: "Brother Yao, you didn't say anything when someone stepped on you?"

"I'm not asking you to keep quiet. Tonight is the real showdown, so it's easier to get things done behind closed doors."

He Yaozong lowered his voice and said coldly.

"I've already sent Xiwei to borrow some soldiers. Tonight on Temple Street, I'm going to strike first, before a hundred more come!"

Ah Hua nodded, not quite understanding.

Then He Yaozong looked at Wuying again.

"Wuying, go find Brother Jimmy right away and ask him to rent two minibuses.

Then he took a minibus to Kwai Chung Container Terminal to get kerosene.

I've arranged for someone over there to quickly make two boxes of Molotov cocktails out of beer bottles. Once you've collected these, drive to Tsim Sha Tsui East immediately."

Wuying replied foolishly: "Brother Yao, what are you going to Tsim Sha Tsui for?"

"Listen up! Drive to Tsim Sha Tsui East, park your car, and wait for my call.

As soon as I call, get everyone out of the car and light the Molotov cocktails.

"Give me a few bottles to each of Zhong Xin Yi's places in Tsim Sha Tsui East. Throw them away and leave. Don't stay any longer!"

"it is good!"

Although he didn't understand He Yaozong's intention, Wuying still nodded cautiously in agreement.

After explaining these things, He Yaozong didn't say much, but urged the two to go out quickly and do things according to his instructions.

In the accounting office of Hetai Tea House, Xiwei was sitting in front of the landline phone, feeling like his lips were about to be blistered.

"Chaozhou Wei, didn't your mother go out to relieve her sexual desire?

Don't talk, I don't have time to chat with you. Let me ask you, was it easy to make the three thousand dollars last time?

It's easy to make money, right? Bring some people over tonight and you'll have some money to earn.

But I have to make a promise first, don’t let this get out, or I’ll really kill someone tonight!”

"Is it Dazhichen? You ask who I am?

Have you forgotten about the last time your skinny younger brother came to Sham Shui Po to look for a job?

How many people do I need? Bring all the drivers you can from your territory here. If you can't get there within half an hour, just take a taxi back!"

……

In the Jinbala Nightclub not far from the Windsor Nightclub, the duty manager came to a corner of the nightclub and handed Ahua a cigarette in a flattering manner.

He didn't notice at all that the nightclub seemed to be particularly prosperous tonight. Even before the evening session, there was still a steady stream of customers coming in.

"Brother Hua, with you guys watching over the place these past two days, the place has been much quieter."

The manager on duty flattered Ah Hua while holding the fire for him.

Ahua smiled, lit a cigarette, and patted the manager's hand.

"Why, was business not good in the past?"

“It’s not that business is bad, it’s just that in a place like Temple Street, it’s really hard to find a big boss with connections to protect you.

Take the big dance hall for example. Since the opening of Jinbala, people have been bringing in things like bobbleheads and psychedelic stamps.

It was fine if the customers brought their own, but later on people started bringing in things like No. 4 and K to sell.”

The manager sighed and shook his head, "Over time, this place has become a den of fellow Taoists.

Sometimes people even die, and the police are always right when they check the cards!"

Ah Hua held the cigarette in his mouth and exhaled a deep puff of smoke.

“I haven’t met the boss since I took over this place.

The place is in such a mess, and your boss doesn't care?"

“The boss is in Malaysia. He entrusted this place to someone else. As long as there is money to be made every month, he never asks about what happens.

It’s really hard for us working people. Every time we get checked by the police, we get a lot of wages docked and we get beaten up!

It was clear that the manager on duty sincerely welcomed people from large clubs to come and check out the venue.

Anyway, the tea money is paid by the shareholders, so he can save a lot of worries. If he doesn't flatter Ahua, he will feel sorry for his current leisurely life.

Ah Hua looked at him and just smiled. If the manager on duty knew what was going to happen tonight, he wondered if he could still tell him the "truth".

At this time, the singing and dancing in the nightclub gradually rose, and the atmosphere began to reach an intoxicating climax.

Ahua finished his cigarette, then ignored the manager who still wanted to chat with him, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes to rest.

Time ticked by, until around 10:40 p.m., when a janitor rushed up to Ah Wah and whispered something in his ear.

Ah Hua immediately stood up and sneered.