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

"That's not what I wanted to talk about. I wanted to ask you if Bearded Yong from the Number Gang has started an outside betting market?" Chen Jialu interrupted Park Chewei and asked.

"Yeah, Brother Luo! They've set a 1:5 odds spread, nobody's optimistic about us and Lian Sheng. These lousy bastards are looking down on us. We'll definitely teach them a lesson they won't forget."

Parking Wei muttered to himself.

"Take good care of your injury and don't forget what happened tonight."

After hanging up the cell phone, Chen Jialuo felt a burning sensation in his heart.

what does this mean?

This means he can make a fortune!

But where does the money for betting come from?

Chen Jialuo's mind naturally conjured up the image of Liang Kun.

Who will profit the most from winning the Battle of Firestone Island?

Who else could it be but Gillian Chung!

After all, this bloody battle was a matter of honor for Hung Hing.

If they win, Jiang Tiansheng's position will be secure for another six months.

If they lose, Chiang Tin-sang, who sent out the crown prince, will definitely be held responsible. The entire Tsim Sha Tsui branch might be swallowed up, and his resignation will be a matter of course.

Therefore, this money has to be paid by Liang Kun!

After turning the Mercedes-Benz G-Class around, Chen Jialuo dialed Liang Kun's number: "Brother Kun, where are you? Let's meet!"

An hour later.

Same old place, Kowloon Hot Pot.

Wearing a maroon suit with a floral shirt underneath, one foot on a chair, a soda in his right hand, Liang Kun frowned and asked Chen Jialuo, "Hey, I'm asking you, what are you up to?"

"Do you really think you can beat Gan Zitai?"

"Whether your Yau Ma Tei branch can gather 100 thugs is still an unknown."

"You're just planning to rely on that big pig monkey Ah Long, and those foreigners?"

"Right now, you look like a dead man to me! Not just me, the whole underworld sees you as a dead man. Some gangs are already waiting for you to die and are preparing to seize the territory of Fruit Market and Temple Street."

"What are you going to do?"

"Ok?"

When he heard the results of the negotiations between Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing last night, he was first shocked, and then helpless.

According to his original plan, he was already prepared to bribe the head of Hung Hing, and was just waiting for the Hung Hing Macau casino incident to be over before directly forcing Chiang Tin-sang to resign.

Unexpectedly, the outcome of this negotiation quickly calmed people's hearts.

Everyone in Hung Hing is now preparing for the bloody battle that will take place in two weeks.

The beef broth was piping hot. Chen Jialuo picked up a slice of fatty beef, simmered it briefly in the stove, and then dipped it in satay sauce.

After chewing for a while, Chen Jialuo took a sip of beer and said calmly, "If I said I could win in two weeks, and not only could I win, but I was also absolutely confident that I could take down Gan Zitai, would you believe me?"

"Damn it! That's not how you talk nonsense."

Liang Kun took two sips of soda and chuckled softly.

"So, in your brother Kun's eyes, I, Chen Jialuo, am just a joke. It seems there's no need to talk anymore." After saying this, Chen Jialuo put down his chopsticks and made a move to leave.

“Come back, come back. I’m asking you what you’re planning to do. Do you want to send someone to take care of Gan Zitai? Also, you called me here today because you want me to help you. Tell me.”

Liang Kun quickly got up and pulled him away.

Sitting back down, Chen Jialuo downed half a bottle of beer in one gulp and revealed his purpose: "Money, I need a lot of money."

"Are you planning to pay someone to beat you up?"

Liang Kun raised an eyebrow.

"You can think of it that way too. In any case, two weeks from now will be Gan Zitai's death day, and Huoshizhou will be Gan Zitai's grave. Hung Hing has lost this battle, and Chiang Tin-sang will have to step down. Now I'm looking at how much money you plan to invest in this battle, Brother Kun."

A faint smile appeared on Chen Jialuo's face.

"What do you mean?"

Liang Kun put down his soda and stared at Chen Jialuo in front of him.

“Then let me be blunt. I can let Gan Zitai live, or I can let Gan Zitai die. I can let all 100 Hung Hing thugs die in Firestone Island, or I can let them live. Now it depends on what effect you want, Brother Kun.”

Chen Jialuo's calm tone was filled with the confidence that he had control over life and death.

"Don't be kidding!"

Liang Kun was completely skeptical, thinking Chen Jialuo was talking nonsense.

“If you think I’m joking, you can get up and leave. Come back and talk to me when you realize I’m not joking.”

Chen Jialuo didn't even lift his eyelids.

Without a second thought, Kwan got up, and his henchmen followed suit.

The moment he stepped out of the hot pot restaurant, Liang Kun pulled his foot back.

Chapter 43 Kun Ge is loyal and righteous!

The moment he stepped out of the hot pot restaurant, Liang Kun pulled his foot back.

He strode up to Chen Jialuo, looked at Chen Jialuo's indifferent expression as if he had everything under control, lowered his voice, and said decisively, "I want them all dead. If you can do it, I'll give you five million."

"Whoo~"

Chen Jialuo exhaled a puff of smoke, relieved, and said, "If you want them all to survive, that might be a bit difficult. After all, in fighting, accidents are inevitable. But if you want them all to die, I can definitely do it. However..."

After a pause, Chen Jialuo chuckled and said, "Five million is too low."

"How much do you want?"

Seeing Chen Jialuo's confident expression, Liang Kun sat back down in his original seat.

"That depends on how much money you're prepared to spend to take over the leadership of Hung Hing," Chen Jialuo raised his head and asked with a smile.

Liang Kun was taken aback.

If all 100 Hung Hing thugs, including Kam Chi-tai, were to die, the position of leader would be within easy reach.

Chen Jialuo was right!

"Ten million, I'll have someone send the money over right away, but I need an IOU. If I win, the IOU will be void in front of you. If I lose, I'll get the money back! I'll reward you handsomely after it's done."

Liang Kun gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"OK, Kun, you're so straightforward! Come on, let me toast you! I like people like you who value loyalty and friendship!"

"Boss, hurry up and bring the drinks!"

Chen Jialuo's face lit up with joy. He quickly raised his glass, opened his mouth, and shouted. He turned his head away, too guilty to look at Liang Kun.

Because of this battle, his goal was not just to win; his ambition was far greater than that of Yau Ma Tei.

The boss quickly brought over several cases of beer, and Chen Jialuo, fearing that Liang Kun would change his mind, kept silencing him with one beer after another.

"Brother Kun, this drink is for you."

"Let's get rich together in the future."

"Brother Kun, let me toast you again."

"Brother Kun, in two weeks Hung Hing will be yours, the leader of Hong Kong's four major triads! From now on, we'll have to call you Mr. Li."

Chen Jialuo toasted one cup after another.

Liang Kun had been forced to drink an unknown amount of alcohol, and his tongue was almost slurred. "Damn this...this bastard...I never thought I'd have such a capable underling like you!"

"A Luo, there are very few loyal and righteous brothers like you left in the martial arts world these days!"

"...If only I had spent more money back then to have you switch sides and come with me. Come on, let's do it!"

Half an hour later, Liang Kun's henchman, Sha Qiang, delivered the money, and Chen Jialuo wrote an IOU to Liang Kun.

Dinner is over.

With Liang Kun personally escorting him, Chen Jialuo got into the Mercedes-Benz G-Class, rolled down the window, and waved goodbye to Liang Kun.

As the convoy left Kowloon, Chen Jialuo composed himself, but finally couldn't help but smile.

Brother Kun is a good brother!

This ten million is practically like earning it for free!

Chen Guohan, who was standing to the side, said, "Brother Luo, while you were drinking with Liang Kun, Bai Mian Gao called and said he was already waiting for us at Yunlai Teahouse."

"Call Parker Wei and the others."

Chen Jialuo's smile vanished, and he said coldly.

……

In Yau Ma Tei, several community vehicles stopped.