Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

Chapter 181 Someone with no sense of propriety blocked our way.

Don't be fooled by his current provocations; he's actually leaving them some face and a way out.

He was also waiting to see if these shameless people, Lu Dongxing, and the United Press would want them.

If you really don't want it, then let's just get started!

Depend on!

People sometimes need a push from others.

Suddenly, the car came to a screeching halt.

Eight or nine vans sped across the road from the other side, completely blocking it. Then, the doors opened, and dozens of thugs armed with machetes and guns stepped out.

Chen Taishan exclaimed excitedly, "Damn it, Brother Luo, some blind fool is blocking our way!"

Before the words "197" were even finished, he pulled a machete from under the car, kicked it open, and broke the lock.

Mai Shiranui and ANM's beautiful faces were filled with excitement.

Although they are women, they are both legitimate martial arts practitioners.

"Brother Luo, let's go down." Mai Shiranui lifted her skirt and pulled out two short swords from her leg. The blades were sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.

There was also a small, exquisite gun on her thigh.

ANM pressed a button on his waist, and with a click, the nice belt transformed into a soft sword. He excitedly jumped out of the car door on either side and began slashing and stabbing wildly at the opposing henchmen.

Chen Jialuo was left alone in the car, sighing.

Fuck your mother, it's not good if all your women are fighters.

At the first sign of danger, he'd strike like a cat spotting a mouse, swiftly hacking away.

And these henchmen are just having a run of bad luck, they're doomed. Why did they have to come and kill him right when he'd just pulled back the combat-type cyborgs?

Chen Jialuo glanced out the car window and saw that the henchmen who came were no match for the cyborgs. Some henchmen were fighting four cyborgs, and before they even understood what was happening, their heads were falling to the ground.

The battle ended in about ten minutes.

Chen Jialuo left seven or eight people to clean up, while the rest of the group took a car to the branch office on Prince Edward Road.

The dead henchmen were thrown one by one onto the car, then tied with stones and thrown directly into the sea to feed the sharks. Bright red blood stained a small patch of the sea, and soon, a school of sharks devoured the corpses.

“Brother Luo, those thugs were lewd men.” Chen Taishan noticed the grime on the thugs’ clothes.

"Is the lecherous man still alive?" Chen Jialuo raised an eyebrow.

"He can die," Chen Taishan said with a grin. "Want him to?"

"Never mind," Chen Jialuo said indifferently.

He's already being watched by Li Feng and his gang, so it's best to keep a low profile.

Thinking of Li Feng, Chen Jialuo asked, "Have you found the reason why the notes I asked you to investigate were targeting me?"

“I was just about to tell you. That guy has some distant connection with Hung Hing’s Kam Hing-tai. I took care of Kam Hing-tai, and he was unhappy about it. After becoming the chief inspector of the triads, he came after us.”

"He's clearly not very bright," Chen Jialuo said calmly. "Dig out some information, then find someone to throw it at him."

"Understood," Chen Taishan said. "If he sees that the material is disobedient, he will throw it into the police station."

"Smart," Chen Jialuo said with a smile.

When the car arrived on Prince Edward Road, the gangsters and girls from the club came out to greet Chen Jialuo from afar.

"Prince!"

"Prince!"

"Hello, Brother Luo!"

"Brother Luo!"

Gradually, the people calling him "Brother Luo" were overshadowed by those calling him "Crown Prince," and then everyone started shouting "Crown Prince" in unison.

The noise was very loud, and some ordinary citizens were a little scared when they passed by. But the street vendors doing business on Prince Edward Road smiled and told them not to be afraid.

The Crown Prince has principles. As long as you don't provoke him and follow his rules, you'll live a more comfortable life than in other gangs or even places managed by the police.

As soon as Chen Jialuo got out of the car, his incredibly handsome face and natural aura shocked the ordinary citizens.

A young man who was shopping looked at Chen Jialuo with an extremely envious gaze.

"So this is the Crown Prince. He's really handsome."

The stall owner chuckled.

"That's for sure. If you're out there trying to make a living and haven't heard of him, you've lived in vain."

The young man suddenly said, "But I feel the atmosphere has been very tense these past two days."

The stall owner grunted in agreement, then said unhappily, "It's tense. Right now, Prince Luo is being targeted by those guys from the East Star and the United Society."

The young man asked curiously, "Aren't you worried that Prince Luo will be defeated and flee?"

"That's impossible, absolutely impossible." The stall owner chuckled. "You have no idea how powerful his twelve Heavenly Kings are. Each one can take on a hundred! And more and more people are joining his gang."

As the stall owner spoke, he looked at the 50 cyborgs who had just gotten off the vehicle.

"Look at these people, they're all new faces, each one strong and powerful, clearly just joined. Tsk tsk tsk, how wonderful! I hope Prince Luo will unify the martial world and reign for generations to come."

"Damn, wouldn't that make him the leader of the martial arts world?"

Back at the headquarters, Chen Jialuo summoned Chen Pojun, the captain of the guard team who had stayed behind. Chen Pojun was also a cyborg.

"Po Jun, you take them to choose names, but don't call them numbers 1 or 2. The rest—the living arrangements and assignments—are entirely your responsibility."

Chapter 182 Entering the Clothing Business

Chen Pojun smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Luo. I'll definitely handle it perfectly."

"There will be another 50 spy-themed missions tonight. Bring them over. I've already spoken to Haderen, let him handle it. Once they arrive, give him a call, he'll come," Chen Jialuo instructed.

He would send out all 50 cyborg spies to infiltrate triads like Hung Hing, Tung Sing, and the Number Gang. With their abilities, getting a minor leadership position wouldn't be a problem.

They might secretly lend a hand, becoming a gang leader or even the head of a gang.

Hehe, we'll fight openly, and we'll also have a go at it secretly.

“Okay, Brother Luo,” Chen Pojun said. “This afternoon, a group of thugs came to Prince Street to cause trouble but were kicked out.”

Chen Jialuo asked, "Do you know which gang of 14 people it is?"

"They came quickly and left quickly. When they saw our people, they ran away faster than rabbits," Chen Pojun said. "Our people dared not chase them too far, for fear of falling into a trap."

"Damn, they're using guerrilla tactics against me now." Chen Jialuo smiled, then said viciously, "Send a few people to keep watch at the door. If anyone comes, call them immediately and make sure they don't leave alive."

Damn it, you want to learn from me?

Depend on!

Do you even know who I am? You dare to follow my example? Aren't you afraid of ruining your teeth?

night.

Chen Jialuo arranged a meeting with the owners of several clothing companies in Yau Ma Tei. The meeting place was the "Honest and Resilient" restaurant.

In this day and age, no matter what kind of business you're in, you'll have to deal with triads or gangs to some extent.

Five or six years ago, tycoons paid to support triads and used them as henchmen, but now the triad leaders have become smarter and want to do more than just be henchmen.

Especially those involving quick money, such as gambling, prostitution, and heroin. A small number might be involved in construction business with Chen Jialuo. But those involved in the clothing business are still few.

Therefore, when Chen Jialuo met with the owner of the clothing company, they were extremely uneasy and very afraid.

What, is Prince Luo's club and casino business so successful that he wants to get into the clothing business too?

Each of them looked as distressed as if they had drunk a large cup of bitter medicine, unsure of what to do. If Prince Luo followed the rules, it would be fine, but if he didn't, then things would be troublesome. They might lose their heads, or their companies might go bankrupt.

In this world, they had also dealt with the Hong Kong British government and certain triads. But the Hong Kong British government turned a blind eye; as long as things didn't go too far, they wouldn't interfere.

As for the club, Chen Jialuo has become incredibly popular recently, and the moment the club heard it was him, they immediately fell silent.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to have you come here during your working hours and interrupt your business," Chen Jialuo said with a smile to the clothing store owners after entering the private room.

Before arriving, Chen Jialuo specially wore a high-end suit made by the system and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses to establish the image of his family as harmless. He looked refined and handsome.

At first glance, he doesn't look like someone involved in organized crime at all; he looks more like a young nobleman from a scholarly family.

However, the two men standing behind them—one tall and one thin, one fat and one short—with fierce glints in their eyes, were truly terrifying. They were eyes that had seen a lot of blood.

"No, Boss Chen, what are you saying? The money we make is worlds apart from what you make."

One of the clothing store owners, being quite perceptive, put on a smiling face.

"Yes, Boss Chen, you've worked hard. You're so busy, yet you still invited us over."

"That's right, Boss Chen, you're young and promising."

Someone spoke up first, and the other bosses echoed him. In this world, those who can't speak properly have long been beaten down by society; how could they be bosses?

After everyone sat down, Chen Jialuo called the restaurant staff to serve the dishes.

The dishes were absolutely delicious, and the taste was superb. Chen Jialuo picked up his chopsticks before they did.