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

Chen Jialuo said, "Yes, it will become a part of the world's economic center, with skyscrapers everywhere and very few trees and flowers. The rich will stand on the high-rises and admire the world, while the poor will struggle their whole lives for food and clothing, but earn so little that they can't even buy a single tile in the toilet of a rich person."

"The mobile phone will become smaller and smaller, easily held in one hand and casually tucked into a pocket. You won't need cash to buy things; just scan with your phone to pay. Similarly, you can make money and open a shop on your phone. Information will be more abundant and faster, magazines and newspapers will become obsolete, and people will watch news and television on their phones."

"More importantly, there will be no gangsters, the government's functions will be maximized, ordinary people will be able to obtain relative fairness, and they can fight for their interests through the law..."

The Malay girl stared blankly at Chen Jialuo, her heart trembling. She had never imagined that Chen Jialuo would answer her like that. But then she wondered, would it really turn out as he said? She didn't believe it, but looking at Chen Jialuo's serious and calm expression, she felt that what he said was true.

She said, "You talk as if you've experienced it yourself."

Chen Jialu smiled. He had experienced it himself. He said, "Really? Maybe you experienced it in a dream."

The Malay woman laughed and said, "You're really joking."

The carriage slowly descended, and the moonlight shone on Chen Jialuo's face, making him appear even more handsome. The Malay girl, captivated by his good looks, couldn't resist leaning in and planting a kiss on Chen Jialuo's cheek.

This pulled Chen Jialuo back from his reverie. He touched his cheek in disbelief and looked at it under the light, where he saw lipstick.

The Malay girl was stunned by her own reaction. After realizing what she'd done, her face flushed red, and she exclaimed, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen lipstick before?"

Chen Jialuo said, "I've seen it before, but I've never seen anyone as proactive as you (beeh)."

The Malay woman, suppressing her embarrassment, said, "You're talking nonsense. A man like you has seen all kinds of women. I don't believe that no woman has ever come up to you."

Chen Jialuo remembered Yamazaki Ryuji's woman named Chunyan, whom he had tried to seduce but failed.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo smiled and said, "So what if I have it, so what if I don't?"

By this time, the train carriage had reached the ground. He stood up and was about to push the door open to get out. But the Malay girl grabbed him. He turned around in surprise and saw her flushed face and determined eyes.

"I want to spend a night with you. A man like you is someone I could have for a lifetime. I don't want to miss out. What about you? Do you agree?"

This bluntness made Chen Jialuo feel embarrassed. This Malay girl is really something, daring to say such things to him.

"Say something!" Seeing Chen Jialuo remain silent, the Malay girl steeled herself. Having already said such bold things, she didn't mind doing something even bolder. "You're embarrassed, right? Then I'll take that as your agreement. I'll take your pants off, okay..."

An hour later, Chen Jialuo emerged from the carriage carrying the Malay girl.

The Malay girl nestled in his arms like a timid young wife, her eyes tightly closed, her face as red as a monkey's.

Chen Jialuo wanted to laugh and said, "Weren't you quite capable just now? How come you got possessed? Once it's over, you'll be yourself again."

The Malay girl remained silent.

Meanwhile, Big Head was still in the cold wind, fiddling with newspapers and magazines. Suddenly, seven or eight people ran over from around the corner. Leading them were the Hung Hing henchmen who had been driven away yesterday.

As soon as Da Tou stood up, one of the men kicked him to the ground. He quickly scrambled to his feet. Then one of the men took out ink and poured it onto the newspapers and magazines.

This was intolerable! Big Head clenched his fist and swung it without mercy, but it was dodged by someone who had checked his identity beforehand, and then he quickly ran away.

Chapter 401 Big Head Rejoins the Society

Without hesitation, Da Tou gave chase. After a dozen steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw someone else pouring gasoline on the newsstand.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed back, but it was too late. The man had already set the gasoline on fire and then ran away, laughing from a distance.

Big Head glanced at them, then at the messy newsstand, and finally frantically took off his coat, patting it against the fire in an attempt to extinguish it. But the fire only grew larger, even setting his coat ablaze.

Just then, a Santana pulled up next to Big Head, and a head popped out of the window—it was the leader of the Hung Hing gang who had come to cause trouble earlier.

He whistled at Big Head and said smugly, "What's so great about Wo Luen Shing? Damn it, if you don't pay me protection money, don't even mention your newsstand, I'll wipe you out! This is just to teach you a lesson. If you still refuse to pay protection money next time and send Wo Luen Shing's guys over—hmph—"

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew what it meant.

But at that moment, Toast Bro from Wo Luen Shing and his henchmen rushed over from the opposite side, and the Hung Hing underlings who hadn't run away were instantly surrounded and beaten.

"Big Head Bro, are you alright?" Toast Bro asked.

Big Head shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Toast said, "We're late again this time, sorry."

Big Head shook his head and said, "You've come at the right time."

Toast was taken aback. "Perfect? ​​Your stall has been burned down."

Big Head said, "It's just as well that the stall burned down. Prince Luo is right. In this era, no matter what you do, you'll end up dealing with the underworld. In that case, I'll fucking join them."

He had already endured days of fighting and killing, but the Hung Hing gang insisted on forcing him into that kind of life. Fine! Since that's how it is, they shouldn't regret it.

I used my own hands to hit the sandbags and their heads.

Toast said, “That’s right. If you don’t want to be bullied, you have to become strong. And in my opinion, there are two kinds of order in every place: the legal order and the underground order. We are the underground order. Just like bank loans, some people don’t repay their loans, so we are needed.”

The next day, Nine-Headed Body told Chen Jialuo that Big Head had joined them. Chen Jialuo wasn't surprised at all, for the simple reason that it was difficult for Big Head to do business quietly and peacefully.

Nine-Headed, curious, asked him where he was going to put Big Head after all that trouble. Chen Jialuo said he would put him under Clark's command, as Clark was short-handed and Big Head would be there to help him.

Just then, Lin Huai Le called Chen Jia Luo and said that Da D had signed a contract with the Datuk and that he would take Da D to see the yacht tomorrow, asking if he wanted to go.

Chen Jialuo refused outright, saying he was busy. Lin Huaiyue hung up the phone dejectedly, keenly sensing that Chen Jialuo's attitude towards him was different from before.

He knew the reason: it was because of those four stores yesterday. He felt a pang of regret, regretting that he had quoted 25. He should have said a higher price; that would have looked better on him and made future cooperation easier.

But now Chen Jialuo probably doesn't want to cooperate with him anymore. However, his regret is only temporary; he has found new ways to make money and has also found new partners.

"Come on, bring out a few bottles of 1982 Lafite, and call out the most popular girls in the shop. If you serve us well today, you'll get a generous tip."

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Big D lay on the bed, grinning foolishly, thinking that after signing the contract with the Datuk, all he needed to do was provide some manpower, and the money would flow in endlessly. He was so proud and excited that he couldn't contain himself and couldn't even suppress a smile.

And when it was signed, the contract was entirely in English. So incredibly international! I wonder how many people have never even seen English before, yet they've signed contracts entirely in English, especially with a Malaysian Datuk.

... ..... ...

Now, the person vying for leadership has gained even more confidence. He thought that Da Puhei was a complete fool. He knew perfectly well that Chen Jialuo's men were skilled in martial arts, yet he still went and provoked them, only to be kicked into the hospital and still not out. He wondered what Da Puhei would feel when he got out and found out that he had made such a deal. He was probably so envious and jealous that he couldn't even urinate.

As expected, Big D's smugness reached Chen Jialuo's ears. Chen Jialuo couldn't help but think to himself, "Big D, Big D, you're being sold out and you're still helping to count the money. You might as well change your name from Big D to Big Fool D."

He could understand Big D's predicament; after all, Deng Wei had introduced him, and the Datuk was making empty promises... being scammed was inevitable. He couldn't help but wonder what Big D's expression would be when he realized he'd been tricked.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Jialuo chuckled wickedly, thinking that the guy would probably regret it so much he'd be crying for his parents, now he was down to his last pair of underwear. This way, he would not only get revenge on Big D for opposing him before, but also reduce Big D's prestige within the gang, which would be detrimental to his election as leader.

Anyone with a brain knows that nobody wants a leader who's too stupid, so stupid that they get scammed and end up helping others count their money.

Chapter 402 No, why are you asking?

The Spring Festival arrived before we knew it, and Jialuo woke up very late on the day of the festival. After waking up, she didn't want to leave her comfortable and soft bed.

Huang Yazi, who was with him, had also gone home for the Spring Festival and had a family reunion dinner. The large room was now empty except for him. He pulled out his old mobile phone from under his pillow, looked at the phone number, and thought about calling Leona and Mai Shiranui to come and keep him company.

He thought about it again and decided against it; both of them were workaholics and would be busy during the Spring Festival. He put his phone down, rested his head on his hands, and stared at the ceiling. As he stared, the image of the Malay girl suddenly appeared on the ceiling. The Malay girl hadn't contacted him since "383" left the amusement park.

Jialuo couldn't help but think, why not call the Malay girl and invite her over for some fun?

Suddenly, the sound of firecrackers went off outside, a loud bang. It was clearly a celebration of the festival. This was his third year in this world. After his first Spring Festival, he thought the festive atmosphere in Hong Kong wasn't strong, but he later realized he was wrong.

They also set off firecrackers, hang red lanterns, and set off fireworks here. The only difference is that there's a Christmas holiday before the Spring Festival, during which they build Christmas trees and sell apples.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came from the doorway, and Carina, wearing a red coat and a red hat that covered her golden hair, appeared with a smile on her fair and delicate face.

She walked into the bedroom and saw Chen Jialuo sleeping alone. A smile appeared on her lips as she said, "I knew you were still in bed. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Chen Jialuo rested his head on his hands and asked, "Baby, why did you come here?"

Carina leaned against the wall by the door and said, "I asked Leona and the others, but they all said they were too busy to come. So I came instead. I was quite happy to see that there were no other women in your bed."

Chen Jialuo touched his nose. He had such a plan, but hadn't put it into practice yet. He said, "As long as you're happy. Come on, lie down with me for a bit. I've missed you quite a bit."

Carina said, "I missed you too, so I came over. I still have plenty of time to lie down, but it's getting a bit late. I'll have lunch and take a nap first. You still haven't told me what you want to eat."

Chen Jialuo looked at her and said, "Braised beef, pickled chicken feet, and a plate of greens will do."

Carina chuckled and said, "I only know how to make pasta, salad, and sandwiches."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo was speechless for a moment. He said, "Then why did you ask me?"

Carina said matter-of-factly, "I can have someone else do it; the chef at the restaurant hasn't left."

Chen Jialuo laughed, "You're quite good at saving effort." As he spoke, he threw off the blanket, exposing his muscular body to the air.

A glint of excitement flashed in Carina's eyes as she walked toward the bedroom, taking off her coat as she went. "You're probably not very hungry," she said. "We can do some pre-dinner exercises first."

Chen Jialuo clicked his tongue and said, "Alright then."

After exercising, the two of them took showers one after the other, and left the house feeling refreshed. After walking a dozen or so steps forward and passing through a long corridor, they saw the small kitchen.

During the Spring Festival, most of the gang members went to celebrate. Those who didn't go were borrowed by people from other places. The only people left at the gang were Chen Jialuo's personal guard, twenty men.

The small kitchen, which usually only catered to Chen Jialuo, was now also serving meals to those who stayed behind. As soon as Chen Jialuo entered, he saw various vegetables that had already been chopped and prepared.

Master Fan, who was sitting behind the stove smoking, immediately got up from behind the stove and called out, "Brother Luo."

Chen Jialuo said, "Give me two pounds of braised beef, two pounds of pickled chicken feet, and a plate of stir-fried vegetables. Carina will be coming over to use the kitchen later, so don't worry about her, let her do it herself. That's fine."

Master Fan replied, "I'll do it right away."

He tossed the unfinished cigarette into the stove, then walked to the refrigerator, which was taller than a person. He took out some braised beef that had been prepared beforehand.

After giving his instructions, Chen Jialuo turned and left for the dining room. A short while later, Chef Fan brought over the prepared dishes. Chen Jialuo took a bottle of Moutai from the liquor cabinet, opened it, and said to Chef Fan, who was about to leave, "Don't go, have a drink with me."