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

But before they could even make a move, they were intimidated by Yamazaki Ryuji's gaze. Yamazaki Ryuji's gaze was the kind that had truly killed many people, and coupled with the legends of the martial arts world, hundreds of people would find it difficult to get close to him.

Upon seeing him in person, and with the added psychological effect, the henchmen softened, and Chuanbao cursed again, "Fuck you, one or two of them are useless. Damn it."

Ryuji Yamazaki sneered, "Hurry up and give me the money. Even if you want me to come along after you give it to me, I won't."

Seeing that the people wouldn't leave and that he couldn't beat them, Chuanbao had no choice but to swallow his anger and take his henchmen to the bank to withdraw money. Withdrawing 50 yuan at once was rare in those days, and the bank even opened a special fast-track channel for him.

After taking the money, Yamazaki Ryuji left, ignoring the string of curses that followed him.

..

"Tell me, why are you going against Chen 320 Jialuo? Why can't we get along properly!" The leader of the cooperative, Crippled Ji, was very unhappy after learning that Whitehead had planted his flag on Chen Jialuo's territory.

During this period, the speed of the Wo Luen Shing spearhead was too fast. Several of his generals, including Big Black and Big Head, fell to Chan Ka Lok.

Furthermore, Crippled Ji wanted to shift the focus of the Associated Press from Hong Kong to island nations, South Korea, and other Southeast Asian regions. However, at this critical moment, he broke ties with Wo Luen Shing. Just when things were at a crucial juncture, Whitehead stabbed him in the back.

Let the United Press confront Chen Jialuo head-on... Chen Jialuo has twelve Heavenly Kings under his command, each one of whom is not to be trifled with. Big Head Boy is a cautionary tale, and Tung Sing is a cautionary tale.

Limpy Ji kicked the kneeling White-haired Boy to the ground, angrily saying, "Speak up, are you mute?!"

“Boss, it’s not that I want to go against Chen Jialuo, it’s that he wants to go against me. Ever since Chen Jialuo rose to power, how many times has he slapped us in the face? Big Head is dead too... Now I’m planting a pawn in his territory to embarrass him and save face for us. What’s wrong with that?”

Whitehead got up from the ground, kneeling haphazardly, head down, and angry words spitting out from between his teeth.

He thought that Limpy Ji was too cowardly. How many of his men had died? He was still trying to get along with them. In this world, it's either you eat me or I eat you. Who the hell wants to get along with you?

At this moment, a feeling of contempt and resentment arose within him. It could even be described as an uncertain, chilling desire to kill Whitehead.

Thinking of this, Whitehead trembled slightly, his pores opened, and goosebumps rose on his skin. He remembered Smiling Tiger and Crow, who had killed Camel, the leader of Tung Sing.

If it weren't for Chen Jialuo's interference, Crow would be living a very comfortable life as the person in charge right now.

Limpy Ji looked at him, his eyes slightly narrowed, "Raise your head."

Upon hearing this, Whitehead slowly raised his head. Crippled Ji stood in front of him, bowing slightly. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, and with a loud slap, Whitehead covered half his face, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes. But then, realizing it was Crippled Ji's territory, he quickly changed his expression, becoming gentler.

But the fierce look in his eyes had already been noticed by the lame man, Ji.

Limpy Ji slowly stood up, looking down at him, and said, "White-haired boy, you'd better think twice before you try to cut me down."

Upon hearing this, Bai Touzi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately kowtowed, pounding his head like a pestle, "Boss, I didn't have such thoughts, I wouldn't dare."

Limpy Ji looked at him and said, "Is it because you don't dare or because you're not strong enough? Everyone saw how you got to the top. You killed Ge Dashou in front of Deng Wei. It's not uncommon for bosses to be killed, but killing a boss in front of others, Whitehead, you're something else. You did it once, so you'll do it again."

Whitehead was drenched in cold sweat. He hadn't expected that Crippled Ji would discover his thoughts. Yes, he had been careless. How could someone who had been the head of the United Society for twenty years be a lamb who knew nothing?

"I won't, I won't, boss, I won't do that kind of thing again. I'm already content with having a gang leader." White-haired Boy put his head on the ground, but his eyes were already scanning his surroundings, thinking about how to escape. But he was surrounded by Crippled Ji's men, and even if he had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to get away.

At that moment, his heart sank to the bottom, and his body trembled.

After a minute of silence, which felt like an eternity, Crippled Ji coughed and said, "White-haired boy, to tell you the truth, I won't be staying in Hong Kong for long. In two years, I will hold an election for the leader. If you're capable, defeat all your competitors and take the stage. I'll be waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired guy looked up in astonishment. Crippled Ji's words had once again taken him by surprise. He licked his lips and asked, "Boss, you want to quit?"

"Yes, as people get older, they lose their ambition. Hong Kong will belong to the young."

Chapter 330 Shopping with AMT

“But for now, you’d better keep your distance and behave yourself,” Limpy Ji said coldly. “I’m going to talk to Deng Wei later, and you’ll be coming with me.”

Upon hearing this, Whitehead hesitated greatly. He had made an agreement with Broken Tooth Giant to be his hitman. He'd taken the money and the man, and now he couldn't just back out...

The consequences would be unimaginable; Broken Tooth Giant is no weaker than Chen Jialuo. Now that he has already incurred Chen Jialuo's wrath, if he were to go back and make enemies with Broken Tooth Giant as well, there would be no way for him to survive.

"What, you don't want to?" Limpy Ji looked at him and said.

Whitehead paused for a moment, then remained silent.

Limpy Ji waved his hand and said, "Then I'll go and make peace with Deng Wei myself. However, the consequence of doing so is that the Federation will no longer provide support. You'll have to use the land you've built yourself. And no one will help you clean up the mess you've made."

Whitehead thought to himself, "Bighead's dead, and I haven't seen you flatten it yet. You're like a coward hiding in the sand." He pretended to hesitate for two seconds before saying, "Okay."

He'd do it himself! He refused to believe it could be worse than working under Crippled Ji.

Upon hearing Bai Touzi's words, Limpy Ji said calmly, "From now on, you are responsible for your own profits and losses. Go."

White-haired boy stood up and walked towards the door.

Limpy Ji said to his trusted confidant, Nawei, "Nawei, go see Bai Touzi off. You won't see Bai Touzi at the United Society's door anymore."

Whitehead had already walked out, but Na Wei stood there with his neck stiff and didn't move. He thought Whitehead was a traitor who didn't understand the rules of the triad regarding respecting the elderly and caring for the young. What was the point of sending such a person away?

The lame man, Ji, slowly turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Didn't you hear what I said to you?"

Nawei, as if waking from a dream, chased after him out the door.

If he doesn't listen to Limpy Ji now, won't he become the kind of person he hates the most?

On the way, he asked Whitehead, "If you don't listen to the boss and go out on your own to do business on your own, will you regret it?"

Whitehead didn't hide it. Anyway, Crippled Ji already knew about his ambition, but he let him have his way and even hinted at the idea of ​​having a competition for the position of leader.

Whitehead said, "What's there to regret? Countless people want to go out on their own but don't have the chance. Just wait, I'll make a name for myself and come back to be the head of the cooperative. Then you'll have to call me boss."

At this point, he laughed triumphantly, looking up at the sky.

As autumn approached, a gust of wind would occasionally blow, bringing down withered yellow leaves that landed all over Chen Jialuo, and some also landed on AMT's trench coat.

The trench coat is a classic modern style, one of the sample coats that Chen Jialuo brought out from the NESTS Fortress and gave to Wang Wei, one of the clothing factory owners.

Under their management, it has become the most fashionable and best-selling style in Hong Kong, and people are proud to own this trench coat.

But Chen Jialuo's ambitions were much greater. The trench coat was just one of the main products of his high-end brand. He wanted to promote the women's clothing brand, Liana, all over the world.

To make things easier to name, he used his woman's name for all his companies and brands, both overtly and covertly. These included Leona women's clothing, AMT bags and leather goods, Mai Shiranui perfume, and Carina skincare products.

AMT walked down the street arm in arm with Chen Jialuo. The handsome man and beautiful woman attracted the attention of many people, but as soon as they saw Yamazaki Ryuji and Daimon Goro beside them, they either lowered their heads or quickly left.

The reason is simple: Yamazaki Ryuji and Daimon Goro look like they're not to be trifled with, like gangsters. Ordinary people would just want to stay far away from them to avoid getting into trouble. You know, some of these guys could be killed just by looking at them.

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"Isn't it a waste of your time to ask you to come shopping with me?" AMT asked.

"It's great to go shopping with you. Buy whatever you want, I'm rich," Chen Jialuo said with a smile.

It's rare to have free time, so it's nice to go shopping with my woman; it's a good way to relax.

AMT's beautiful face was full of a happy smile. She went from holding Chen Jialuo's arm to holding his hand and heading towards the mall.

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As one of Hong Kong's high-end shopping malls, WF Gold is equipped with escalators and elevators. Upon entering, it's bustling with people. Many ordinary citizens bring their children to experience the escalators and elevators, and the constant back and forth riding them annoys the security guards, who wave them away.

Ordinary people who were driven away could only lower their heads, leave with their children, and couldn't even utter a single word of reasoning.

AMT watched this scene with a heavy heart and said, "Alo, this world is divided into different classes."

Chen Jialuo said, "Yes, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a time when there was no distinction. It's the same in Plato's Republic. However, we will be the highest class, and our children will be too."

This is why he has always strived so hard—to be superior to others. If someone has to be stepped on, then that person will never be him.

The two people took the escalator straight to the second floor. When the security guard saw their attire, he gave them a professional smile and gestured for them to proceed.

Upon arriving on the second floor, AMT headed straight for the diamond display case. She had reserved a 3-carat rough-cut diamond spoon there a week ago.

Chapter 331 Saleswoman Qiao Qiuyan

As soon as she entered, the manager greeted her with a smile, "Ms. Zhou, you've arrived. Please come this way." He glanced at Chen Jialuo, nodded slightly to him, and instructed the saleswoman Qiao Qiuyan beside him, "Please take this gentleman to the rest area to rest."

"Sir, this way please."

Qiao Qiuyan was immediately attracted to Chen Jialuo the moment she saw him. Working as a saleswoman in this establishment, she had seen many wealthy people, but handsome ones were extremely rare.

She grew up in a poor family, and her parents favored boys over girls. She had worked hard to climb up to where she is now, but even so, she couldn't get rid of her parents who were exploiting her and her younger brother, "San Erling".

From the moment she became aware of it, her wish was to use her looks to find a powerful and influential man and escape all of this. And now, she sensed that Chen Jialuo was such a person.

Qiao Qiuyan wore a black beret and a uniform business suit. She had delicate features and a faint black mole on her nose. She looked very much like Han Jiaren.

On the left side of her business suit jacket, she wore a crystal brooch, distinguishing her from the other sales clerks.

Chen Jialuo nodded and followed him. The rest room was luxurious. Chen Jialuo sat on the sofa, casually picked up a newspaper from the bookshelf, and glanced at it.

Qiao Qiuyan's heart pounded as she asked, "Sir, would you like coffee, tea, or juice?"

"Tea." Chen Jialuo didn't look up.

Qiao Qiuyan brewed the tea. Normally, she would simply place it on the coffee table and say, "It's a little hot, please wait a moment before drinking." But now she hesitated for a moment, blushed, and half-squatted in front of Chen Jialuo, holding the tea, and said, "Sir, please have some tea."

As Chen Jialuo looked up, he caught sight of a wicked, hemispherical white body. His lower abdomen instinctively warmed, and his gaze fell on Qiao Qiuyan's face.

Her face was beautiful, striking among ordinary people, but still somewhat less so compared to his women. Of course, one thing that was attractive was her flushed, feignedly calm face.

"Thank you." Chen Jialuo withdrew his gaze. "Put the tea down."

If he were alone today, he wouldn't mind hunting for a woman, but he came out with AMT. AMT has a gentle and mild personality and was the first woman he had, but the two of them didn't spend much time together.

He didn't want to see AMT's shifting gaze at this crucial juncture. With that thought, he turned his attention back to the newspaper.

Qiao Qiuyan was a little disappointed. The man in front of her could see what was under her clothes, so why didn't he react?

Is it because I'm not attractive enough?