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

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Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

That's the truth.

“That’s settled then, Grandpa. I’ll go back and tell my men to get ready. In the gang…” Chen Jialuo said, getting up.

Deng Wei said, "Grandpa is here."

As soon as Chen Jialuo stepped out, his henchman's driver, with remarkable foresight, drove the car right up to him.

As soon as the car door opened, Chen Jialuo got in cleanly and neatly, then closed the door again.

"Press the gas pedal all the way down and head back to Prince's Road."

The black G-Class, like a tiger lurking in the night, charged forward.

The roar of the engine, like the howl of a tiger, was terrifying.

Meanwhile, Deng Wei, holding a mobile phone, went around notifying the leaders of each branch.

Big D in Tsuen Wan, Lam Woon Lok in Jordan, Shuang Fan Dong. String of skewers, Tai Po Black, Fish Head Mark...

"Okay, Grandpa, don't worry!"

"Hahaha, good, kill Dongxing!"

"Okay, it's absolutely confidential. Only your subordinates will know on that day."

"Hehehe, that idiot Dongxing, he messed with Prince Luo, and now he's wiped them all out. Grandpa, you'd better leave me a lucrative spot. You know, among all the hall masters, I'm the poorest."

.....

Dongxing.

The camel memorial service started promptly at 10:30.

Meanwhile, Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing were already out of bed at six in the morning.

Sharpening the knife, ready to face the Eastern Star.

Like Chen Jialuo, the monkey Cai Baojian has a bad temper when he wakes up. He doesn't wake up naturally; he's full of anger.

He met a girl at one of the clubs he worked at. He rented an apartment for her in an ordinary neighborhood.

Right now, yawning, I'm taking the elevator down. I need to get to the church before 7 o'clock.

At that moment, there were two other people in the elevator besides him.

A middle-aged man dressed in a pastor's robe and wearing glasses. An elderly woman carrying a cloth bag, seemingly preparing to go to the market to buy the freshest vegetables for her grandson.

Chapter 215 Hung Hing is now an ally.

"Believe in Jesus, it's good! Believe in Jesus, believe in Jesus and you'll go to heaven!" The middle-aged pastor, at this moment, did not preach the gospel of God.

"Young man, you should come and listen to this when you have time."

Cai Baojian stretched, yawned, and casually said, "Okay."

next moment.

The elevator lights flashed suddenly, and when they returned to normal, the elevator started moving again.

"Damn it, why is the elevator malfunctioning! Go to hell!" Cai Baojian cursed, reaching out to pry open the elevator door. But the middle-aged pastor quickly stopped him.

"You're kidding me, this won't do. What if the elevator door opens and the elevator suddenly drops? You'll be dead for good."

"Yes, yes, it's very dangerous," the old woman quickly added. "Last time, this elevator broke down too. A young man pried open the door through the crack, and guess what? The elevator suddenly went up and chopped his head off. Ouch, he bled a lot."

Cai Baojian cursed, "I'm in a frenzy to go chop someone up, when is this elevator going to be ready? Damn it!"

"Are young people rushing off to kill people?" the middle-aged pastor asked.

Cai Baojian glanced at him and said, "What's it to you?"

"As the saying goes, 'One can become a Buddha on the spot.' Believe in Jesus. The Lord must have a reason for arranging for us to take the elevator at this time. Would you like to spend a little time listening to my reasoning?"

The middle-aged pastor earnestly tried to recruit him into the church.

"Shut up! Save your breath!" Cai Baojian was annoyed. He glanced at the Rolex that Chen Jialuo had given him. "Damn it, it'll be seven o'clock in 30 minutes."

He made up his mind to wait another 10 minutes. Just 10 minutes, not a second more. He would pry open the elevator doors and rush out.

With his skills, he certainly won't end up like that young man before, who was beheaded.

"So, which gang leader are you associated with?" the middle-aged pastor persisted.

"What's it to you?" Cai Baojian glanced at the time.

“You might as well follow Jesus,” said the middle-aged pastor.

"Jesus my ass!" Cai Baojian was incredibly annoyed.

“There are benefits to being with Jesus. It’s good that your boss is telling you to follow him now, but Jesus will make you happy and carefree for the rest of your life,” the middle-aged pastor earnestly advised.

“Your boss is asking you to fight to the death for him, but he’ll be arrested by the anti-gang squad in no time. Jesus won’t be arrested by the anti-gang squad. Even if he’s killed, he’ll rise again in three days.”

"So, you've been a hoodlum before?" Cai Baojian looked at him.

“That’s right. I’ve even used heroin. Since I quit drugs through the Gospel, I’ve become a pastor. Do you know what my nickname used to be?” said the middle-aged pastor.

“Who knows your nickname? Mine is Monkey. Aren’t you great, huh? Damn, if you get him to fix the elevator, I’ll admire him,” Cai Baojian said.

He had barely finished speaking when the elevator doors clicked open!

"Damn! You're really close to him!" Cai Baojian was taken aback.

“Yes.” The middle-aged pastor was stunned.

"Thank you then." Cai Baojian ran out.

"Come over for tea sometime, young man!"

When Cai Baojian arrived at the hall, Chen Jialuo kicked him in the butt, saying, "Of all these people, you're the slowest to arrive."

Cai Baojian chuckled, covering his buttocks, and walked to an empty seat to sit down.

Chen Guohan said, "Monkeys like to go into holes. Look, they're inside and don't want to come out."

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Everyone was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

Cai Baojian laughed and scolded, "You fucking don't like drilling? You've drilled just as much as I have."

Seeing that everyone had finished laughing, Chen Jialuo said, "Now that everyone's here, let's get down to business. Look here."

Two henchmen carried out a blackboard, which marked the territory of Tung Sing, showing all the venues.

"Now I'm assigning tasks. Long Er, you're in charge of these places in Yuen Long... The rest of you who weren't mentioned, come with me to Camel's memorial service. Remember, success is the only option; failure is not an option."

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"If you run into Hung Hing members, just shout slogans from outside. Don't go in and fight them yourself."

Daimon Goro is stubborn.

"Aren't we Hung Hing allies now?"

His words caused everyone to burst into laughter. This left Goro Daimon even more bewildered.

Chen Jialuo looked at the simple-minded Daimon Goro and laughed, "He's an ally, an ally who talks the talk but doesn't walk the walk."

Everyone laughed again.

Choi Po-kin was assigned to the venue in Tai Tung, Wan Chai.

The henchman led Choi Po-kin inside.

"This is Da Dong, the factory owner. He has seven people who follow him. Every Saturday night after their night race, they come here for a massage, and after two hours they go to the lounge to watch TV."

"We're all waiting for you, Monkey Bro, but none of us have gone in yet."

Cai Baojian said calmly, "We'll see how things go in half an hour."

This place is a bath and massage parlor.

Cai Baojian, accompanied by three henchmen, changed into foot bath clothes and sat casually opposite him.

In the morning, there aren't many people coming for foot massages.

Da Dong was looking at the woman massaging his feet.

"Is he new here?"

The woman nodded.

Chapter 216 Camel Memorial Service, Chen Jialuo Goes to Pay Respects

The experienced foot masseur next to them quickly said, "Brother Da Dong, she really is new here."

Da Dong said lecherously.

"If you feel uncomfortable while getting a foot massage with the cover on, take it off."