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

Sure enough, Bearded Yong, a super-powerful figure in the Number Gang, was walking downstairs with Gan Zitai on his arm, laughing loudly, "Prince, congratulations on becoming famous in Hong Kong again. How about I run the betting this time? I have connections in Macau..."

Hearing the mockery from these powerful figures in the martial arts world, Deng Wei looked utterly defeated.

"You're a fucking idiot! I was just giving you a way out, didn't you realize? Your grandfather sent me out today to be a peacemaker, and I thought our He family had really produced a rising star, but it turns out he's just an idiot!" He Xingsheng's Zhuo Yunbiao, holding a pipe, shouted at Chen Jialuo.

"Master, forget it... let's not talk about him anymore. I was too hasty. I shouldn't have brought him out today." Deng Wei waved his hand helplessly.

"Oh well, what a young man's hothead."

Zhuo Yunbiao shook his head as he spoke and walked downstairs.

After everyone left, Deng Wei looked at Chen Jialuo. He knew that it was pointless to say anything now; he was powerless to blame anyone.

Deng Wei took a puff of his pipe and said helplessly, "Ah Luo, I know you want to make the Wo Luen Shing brand famous, but you're too impulsive. You've blocked your own escape route. What do we do now?"

Chen Jialuo looked at Deng Wei with a blank expression. When did he say he wanted to make the Wo Luen Shing brand famous?

Uncle Deng! Can you please stop trying to make yourself look dramatic?

Deng Wei continued, "Let's go to the main branch of the Lian Sheng Group later. I'll transfer a group of elite soldiers from other branches to your side. After the matter is settled, you can have them transfer back to their original branches."

"Grandpa, if you want someone else to join my ranks, that's fine. If it really doesn't work, I'll just kowtow and apologize. Do you think Gan Zitai can really get rid of me?"

Chen Jialuo said with a grin, he didn't know how to explain it to Deng Wei.

He knew that telling Deng Wei now that he could win over Gan Zitai was nothing short of a pipe dream.

Once the words were spoken, Deng Wei absolutely refused to believe it.

It's too complicated to explain.

Deng Wei shook his head again as he looked at the jovial Chen Jialuo. This was a life-or-death struggle! Would Jiang Tiansheng let you leave alive?

A look of struggle appeared on his face.

That's it!

If all else fails, he'll plead for leniency.

In short, it was a complete loss of face.

He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, and finally said seriously, "Don't joke around, I'm not kidding you. Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Chen Jialuo's expression turned serious. He lit a cigarette and slowly said, "Grandpa, do you know why I'm fighting Hung Hing to the death? It's because of Chiang Tin-sang. I'm afraid Chiang Tin-sang will secretly shoot me."

Deng Wei was taken aback. He realized that he understood the principle that it's easy to dodge a spear in the open but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark.

Putting himself in Chen Jialuo's shoes, he would definitely want to find an opportunity to kill him as Jiang Tiansheng.

Jiang Tiansheng was rich and powerful, so dealing with Chen Jialuo was not difficult for him at all.

Rather than doing that, it's better to take a fair and square gamble.

Chen Jialuo is absolutely safe for at least the next two weeks.

Chen Jialuo spat out a long stream of smoke, flicked off his cigarette ash, and continued:

"But I'm not without confidence. I know the whole world is laughing at me, Chen Jialuo. But that doesn't matter, as long as you don't laugh at me."

"His martial arts skills are indeed unmatched in Hong Kong, but that's only in Hong Kong. Besides, in this life-or-death duel, everyone will be using machetes and other weapons. I've observed Gan Zitai, and his weapon fighting skills are not as good as his hand skills."

“We all have two hands, two feet, and one head. I don’t believe I don’t have a chance. I, Chen Jialuo, am not a fool. With you supporting me so much, how could I possibly bring shame to Wo Luen Shing?”

"Don't worry, I'll handle this alone. If I ask thugs from other gangs to switch to my side, will people not notice? Besides, do you think the brothers from other gangs would agree or not?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely win back my dignity."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will break the myth that Hung Hing produces thugs!!"

As Chen Jialuo spoke slowly and confidently, Deng Wei's face seemed to brighten. He looked at the group of people behind Chen Jialuo as if he had suddenly remembered something.

He didn't know where Chen Jialuo recruited these people from; they had never appeared in Hong Kong before.

Since Chen Jialuo is confident, why not believe him once?

For an instant.

Deng Wei felt a weight lifted from his heart. He took two puffs of his pipe and said fiercely, "Alright, since you've said that, Grandpa believes you! During this time, you should focus all your efforts on preparing for the Bloodbath in two weeks. If you need anything, just give me a call. You can recruit people yourself, and the settlement allowance will be taken care of by the organization."

"The company has already chosen a time for your inauguration ceremony at the Sam Shing Temple in Fanling!"

Chapter 36 Uncle Deng: I believe him!

"The community will apply to the Governor in the name of folk customs, and Grandpa is also preparing to invite the best lion dance team in Hong Kong to come and celebrate for you, so you must come back alive!"

After saying this, Deng Wei turned and walked downstairs.

As they got into the car, the sturdy black Mercedes slowly moved forward. The white-haired man flipped through the underwater roster, muttering to himself, "Dongguan Boy, the leader of Da Pu Hei, is a tough guy. Fei Ji, the henchman of Yu Tou Biao, has made a name for himself in the underground boxing matches in Kowloon Walled City in recent years. I estimate that Da D's gang can pick out twenty or thirty of them... If all else fails, we can borrow some men from the Number Gang... Hey, are you even listening?"

“No need to look for anyone, A Luo told me he can handle it himself.” Deng Wei shook his head.

"What? Is Ah Luo out of his mind? Is his gang even capable of picking out a hundred thugs who dare to fight and kill? It's not certain. Does he really think he can rely on Big Pig, Monkey, Ah Long, and those few foreign friends?"

The white-haired man pushed up his glasses in astonishment.

Yau Ma Tei is Yau Ma Tei, and Tsim Sha Tsui is Tsim Sha Tsui; they are different concepts.

Yaowen, despite his reputation as a super fighter under contract, is no match for Hung Hing's God of War, Gan Zitai, in the eyes of the White-haired Old Man.

Therefore, subconsciously, neither the old man with white hair, nor Uncle Deng, nor anyone else believed that Chen Jialuo could defeat Hung Hing's Gan Zitai.

“He’s not joking. If Ah Lok were really a fool, as the leader of the Yau Ma Tei gang, do you think he could have gotten this far? He told me that the gang doesn’t need to get involved, so as the person in charge, why shouldn’t I believe him this once?”

"I asked you three days ago, did you believe that Ah Luo could handle the Causeway Bay Five Tigers and Boss B?"

Thinking of this, Deng Wei said in a deep voice.

The white-haired man shook his head, speechless for a moment, and then said, "...Thinking about it two days ago, this was impossible. To wipe out the entire Causeway Bay branch, let alone Ah Lok, even the entire Wo Luen Shing triad might not be able to handle it."

"Yes, the situation back then wasn't much different from now. When I gave Ah Luo the life-or-death contract, I myself didn't believe he could handle the Causeway Bay Five Tigers. Go and call the others over for a meeting. Let everyone know about this so they don't panic."

After Deng Wei finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

……

Kwun Tong, Cha Kwo Ling Villagers Association.

"What? Are you kidding me? You're really sending Alo to his death?"

When Chuanbao heard about this, he slammed his fist on the table and stood up. He had finally found someone outstanding under his command, and Chuanbao wanted to rely on Chen Jialuo's prestige for a few more years so that Chen Jialuo would take care of him in his old age.

"It's over, Alo is dead."

Upon hearing this, Old Gui En put down the pipe he was smoking and shook his head. "Brother Wei, A Luo is young and impetuous. Why would you send him over to negotiate?"

"Young people love to show off, you know that. This Alo seems to be a show-off!"

Longgen sipped his tea, his tone full of disappointment and frustration.

"Why? Should we pick a few thugs from each branch and send them to work for him first?"

Shuang Fandong raised his head.

“Big D, Big D, pick a few dozen thugs over there and move them over first. Aren’t Long Hair and Double Eagle Green from your gang usually pretty tough?”

Upon hearing this, Guan Zai Sen looked up at Da D.

Big D from Tsuen Wan frowned, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, and looked at Deng Wei with a frustrated expression, saying, "What is this Ah Luo up to! Grandpa, you're in charge! Whatever you say, I, Big D, will do."

The character Big D in the movie is incredibly brainless, but he is also very loyal.

Although his tone was reluctant, he knew that as the head of the Wo Luen Shing triad, he had to step forward at this time.

Otherwise, who will believe him when he runs for leader in the future?

“Grandpa, I can pick out ten people from here. If anything happens to the brothers of Wo Shing, I, Ah Lok, will be there for them.”

Jordan Lam thought for a moment and then turned to Uncle Deng.

"You know me, I can only pick out five people at most, no more than that."

Fish Head was looking down, puffing on his cigarette.

"Just send someone to take care of Gan Zitai. Once Gan Zitai is dead, this life-or-death battle is over." Da Puhei said with murderous intent, his eyes flashing.

Hearing everyone's words, Deng Wei felt slightly relieved. He put down his teacup and said seriously, "There's no need to switch sides. A Luo told me that he can handle this matter himself. I called you all here to let you know so that you don't lose your composure."

"Huh? Is Alo joking about himself?"

Upon hearing this, Big D looked incredulous.

"Grandpa, you're not wrong, are you?"

Lin Huaiyue picked at his ear piercing and asked.

"Pfft!"

The tea that Tai Po Hei had just drunk spilled all over his mouth. "What?"

……

Yongle Nightclub.

Mad Dog Iori Yagami played the guitar, while Jones wiped the wine glass.

"Did I hear that right, Tommy? I heard rumors today that you're going to have a life-or-death battle with the Hung Hing's heir?"