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

This guy won't even let me help.

Hearing Chen Jialuo say this, Lin Huaile's anger turned to joy, and he chuckled, "That's right! Trust my abilities, brother. I said I'd get it back for you, and I definitely will."

320 “Then I won’t shout it.” Guan Senzai said with a smile, “Anyway, Changhong is on our side and Liansheng’s side.”

Chuanbao seemed to have lost his temper, fiddling with his nails. Bai Touzi sat next to him, still feeling a little guilty. After all, the whole table was full of Wo Luen Shing Wo members, and Bai Touzi was the only one there.

He didn't know what this white-haired guy was up to; wasn't he already causing him enough trouble?

"200!"

At this moment, Lin Huaiyue shouted loudly.

"Now it's 200 million. Lok Siu from Wo Shing has offered 200 million. Is there anyone offering more than 200 million?" Master Su said with a smile.

This auction also reflects the strength of the gang. Whoever bids the highest means that the gang will make money, and the thugs under their command will feel comfortable and pleased.

Looking back, none of the Wo Shing FC players made it to the final round. Good times are coming.

The advisor, Su, thought to himself, "All of this is thanks to Crown Prince Luo."

"210 million!" White-haired guy suddenly shouted, "I'll offer 210 million."

As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Jialuo provocatively, then at Lin Huaile.

"250 million." Lin Huai Le directly added 40, hoping to discourage Bai Tou Zai.

But the white-haired guy shrugged and shouted, "260 million."

They've raised the price by another 10! This is clearly a provocation!

Lin Huai Le suppressed his anger and glared at the white-haired boy, shouting, "300 million!"

"Three million! Now, you try shouting that again, you son of a bitch!" His eyes were blazing with anger.

Whitehead shrugged, not taking it seriously at all. "310 million."

Oh no! They raised the price by another 10.

If he could have only added 100,000, he would have chosen to add 1 yuan. He didn't mean anything by it; he just wanted to annoy Chen Jialuo, Lin Huaile, and the Wo Luen Shing gang.

Faced with Bai Touzi's repeated provocations, Lin Huai Le could no longer hold back. He slammed his hand on the table, and with a loud bang, the plates and bowls on the table trembled incessantly.

Pointing a finger at the white-haired guy, he yelled, "You son of a bitch, are you here to cause trouble?!"

"How can you say that?" White-haired guy shrugged innocently and said loudly, "Bidding is based on ability, what, you're only allowed to bid, but I, White-haired guy, am not allowed to bid?"

Chen Jialu crossed his legs and said, "Don't be a pig with a scallion stuck in its nose and pretend to be a big fish. You're only offering 10 more than Le Shao now. I think if there's no auction floor, you might only be one yuan more than Le Shao."

The white-haired boy glared at him, annoyed, and said, "Are you a mind reader? Look, look, Prince Luo has given up business and become a fortune teller?"

"What's it to you, you idiot!" Chen Jialuo cursed directly.

"Damn it!" White-haired Boy cursed along, "Fuck your mother! You think I'm just a nobody?! This is Guan Yu's birthday banquet, and you think you can't have a fight?!"

Chen Jialuo laughed, "Want to fight?" He then flipped the table over with both hands, "Damn it! Let's go!"

This sudden turn of events left Bai Touzi completely bewildered.

He was the one who overturned the table, how did Chen Jialuo get there first!

As Chen Jialuo overturned the table, the two groups immediately engaged in a chaotic brawl. Seizing an opening, Daimon Goro kicked Bai Touzi to the ground from behind.

At that moment, Li Feng suddenly walked in from the crowd with his team members. He walked to sign the autographs and fired a shot at the ceiling.

"boom!"

The gunshots rang out, shocking everyone.

"Don't move! Police!"

"Don't move! Or you'll all be thrown in jail!"

With the overt and covert cooperation of Li Feng and his team members, as well as Chen Jialuo, Li Feng quickly stabilized the situation. The troublemaker, the white-haired guy, clutching his waist, was taken away by Li Feng.

"Damn it, you dead cop, you only detain me and not him, you're Tommy's protector, damn it!" Whitehead struggled, but his underlings were also subdued.

Even in the most ruthless underworld, they are still mice. The police are the cats. The cats catch the mice, and the mice are afraid.

Li Feng said coldly, "Nonsense! Who told you to disobey orders?!" He then shouted, "I'm right here. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being impolite!!"

As he spoke, he gave Chen Jialuo a look.

Chapter 320 Winning the "Changhong" First Prize

With Li Feng's arrival, the crowd gradually quieted down, and Guan Yu's banquet was able to continue. Bai Touzi, intimidated by Li Feng's power, ceased his provocations.

Changhong was acquired by Lin Huaile for 310 million. The jade Guan Yu statue was radiant and majestic. It was carried by four underlings hired by the advisor Su, who brought the shrine with gongs and drums all the way to their table.

"This year's Changhong was bought by Lok Siu of Wo Luen Shing!"

"This year's Changhong was bought by Lok Siu of Wo Luen Shing for a huge sum of 310 million!"

They were banging drums and chanting lyrics; it was rustic, but they were the center of attention. Lin Huai Le was all smiles, extremely happy, and generously gave each of the underlings who brought Chang Hong two Hong Kong dollars, a considerable sum.

"Put it here." Lin Huaiyue pointed to the side next to Chen Jialuo. "This is what I photographed and gave to Crown Prince Luo."

Having received the tip, the underlings beamed with smiles, uttering flattering words. Seeing this, Chen Jialuo pulled out a few Hong Kong dollars from his wallet. "Here you go."

Now, the younger brothers sang even more enthusiastically.

The shrine was placed on the cleaned table, directly facing Daimon Goro. Daimon Goro muttered to himself, "310 million yen, what could I have done with that Guan Yu? If Guan Yu were truly effective, what would I need to do? Brother Luo could just make a wish."

Chen Jialuo's eyes swept over the 310 million "Guan Yu" statue, then turned his gaze to Lin Huaile. He had spent 310 million to give it to him; his intentions were far from simple.

However, he was happy to accept it. Among the Wo Shing Wo members, few possessed the foresight and social skills of Lam Wai-lok. Chuen-po was the worst of them all; his brain seemed to have been kicked by a donkey.

Even the tiny profit of the white-headed ant can entice him; his vision is hardly comparable to that of an ant.

"Young Master Le, thank you for your generosity. Thank you, thank you." He raised his glass as he spoke.

"Haha, I said I'd get it for you, and I did. We're brothers, I can afford this." Lin Huai Le laughed, raised his glass, and clinked it with his. "If anything good happens in the future, be sure to think of your brother here."

"Of course I won't forget you," Chen Jialuo said readily. Some of the cakes were too big for him to eat by himself, so he could give them to Lin Huaiyue.

Before he could finish speaking, Guan Zai Sen said irritably, "You two are such good brothers, but you didn't include me. We're all brothers in Wo Shing, you can't leave me out of the game."

Chen Jialuo smiled upon hearing this, "You have so many profitable businesses under your control, why would you need to get involved with us?"

Guan Zai Sen exclaimed, "Prince Luo, if others said that, I would take it as a compliment, but you said it as clearly disgusting. Which gang in Hong Kong doesn't know that you are the most profitable boss in Causeway Bay among all the gang leaders?"

"Not to mention casinos, parking lots, protection money, clothing stores, construction, arcades, video arcades, you do it all, and you do it all well. Unlike me, I fail at everything I do, I just rely on the same three things to make a living."

At this point, Guan Zisen became even more agitated.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo smiled and said, "If you do the three things well, you'll make a good living."

Inviting Guan Zisen along wouldn't be out of the question, but he didn't want to right now; he didn't have enough money to share with multiple people. Besides, his relationship with Guan Zisen wasn't that close yet.

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In short, he doesn't know how to play the game. If he were a government official, he would simply visit people in person, offer gifts, and do the favor. It's like what Lin Huai-le does: you have to spend some money first, or at least some time.

Without spending any money or time, just a few words at the dinner table, and you can get a multi-million dollar deal? How is that possible!

"Money is no object, we have to borrow money to pay our henchmen's wages these days." Guan Zisen said, then sighed, "Seriously, Prince Luo, you should let us know if there's any good business opportunity, for the sake of us being with Lian Sheng."

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"Oh, Prince Luo will handle it, don't worry about that." Lin Huai Le said, pouring Guan Zi Sen a glass of wine. "Come on, let's drink, we won't leave until we're drunk tonight."

From the moment he was hung up by Chen Jialuo until now, Chuanbao, who had been keeping his head down, raised his head and suddenly spoke, "Young Master Le, when did you become Prince Luo's lackey? You've even managed to fend off drinks and change the subject."

His face was full of sarcasm. "What, you're giving up being the boss and planning to change careers? Well, you'll have to see if Crown Prince Luo agrees."

Lin Huai Le's face darkened, but then his brows relaxed and he laughed, "What, are you envious of Chuan Bao?"

"Fuck your mother, I'm so envious!" Chuanbao shouted.

"If you're not envious, why are you chattering away, and so loudly? The louder you are, the more guilty you seem, don't you know that?" Lin Huai Le said sarcastically. "If you're broke, just say so, and your brother will help you. Why would you go out and look for some old bastard? Tsk tsk tsk."

"Say that again, you son of a bitch!" Chuan Bao's face flushed red, and he only managed to utter that one sentence. When it came to arguing, he was no match for Lin Huai Le.

Chapter 321 Lin Huai Le, Troubled by Love

"What, you want to fight? I'm ready!" Lin Huaiyue sneered.

"Just you wait, when the fight comes, don't beg for mercy!" Chuanbao stood up, led his henchmen, and walked towards the door.

Chen Jialuo picked up a piece of shredded potato, chewed it twice, and spat it out, saying, "It's all cold now."

Lin Huaiyue said, "How about we go out for some skewers?"

"Let's go," Chen Jialuo said.

"Let's go." Lin Huaiyue stood up.

The two randomly picked a barbecue restaurant by the roadside and sat down. Goro Daimon, Ryuji Yamazaki, and Lin Huai Le's buddy ran over to choose their skewers.

"I heard that Chuanbao and Baitouzai's '320' bar is opening in the next couple of days. What are you planning to do?"

"Of course, that's how we got here, and how we fought back." As Chen Jialuo was speaking, the barbecue arrived.

The two ate and talked at the same time.