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

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"Fuck your mother, coming to the Grand Fortune Hotel to cause trouble, don't you even know where you are?"

"Do u wanna die!"

In an instant, Baldy and his gang all drew their weapons, including guns and knives, and surrounded Chen Jialuo.

"return to!"

Bearded Yong shouted at his men.

"Brother Yong." The bald guy hesitated for a moment.

"Get out of the private room right now!"

Bearded Yong shouted at his men again.

"Yes, Brother Yong!"

The bald guy nodded heavily and left the private room.

Bearded Yong extended a finger and slowly moved the gun barrel away, saying in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Prince Luo. I really need to inform you about this matter. How about this, I'll make a call first. Don't get agitated, I'll handle this for you right now, okay?"

"OK, make the call."

Chen Jialuo put down his gun and sat back down in his original seat with an air of confidence.

After dialing several numbers in a row, Bearded Yong said, "100 people, 500 million. You need to make sure you and your people are there, otherwise some people will keep chasing you."

"Brother Yong, why didn't you say so earlier? I'm betting five million on me to win, the odds are 1:5, right? Have someone come in and count the money now."

Chen Jialuo nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

"OK, come in!"

Bearded Yong breathed a sigh of relief and shouted towards the door.

Given the situation just now, if Chen Jialuo had killed him directly, he wouldn't even have a place to cry, because he knew very well that those big water pipes behind him would definitely try every means to get Chen Jialuo out.

The incident at the Grand Rich Nightclub spread like wildfire throughout the night.

Surprisingly, many scoundrels in the underworld actually felt envious.

Why would anyone still envy them?

Because at least Chen Jialuo still has a chance to fight to the death. Even if he loses, there is a 1% chance of winning! If he wins this 15 million, it will become 75 million!

They would rather be a hero for a day, like Chen Jialuo, than live their whole lives as worms.

This is Hong Kong!

In this city, the code of honor among the underworld no longer exists. When someone is down on their luck, everyone treats them like a monster.

As the saying goes, people laugh at poverty but not prostitution; that's Hong Kong for you!

Chapter 51: The Undying Will Always Succeed; Madman or Genius! [Absolutely no filler, enjoy!]

The entrance to the Grand Rich Nightclub.

Chen Jialuo, carrying an M1911 pistol, walked swaggeringly to the Mercedes-Benz G-Class, seemingly oblivious to everyone around him.

"Put down your gun! Get down!"

Upon seeing this, the two plainclothes young police officers opposite him immediately pulled out their .38 revolvers and shouted at Chen Jialuo.

Chen Jialuo hesitated slightly, stood still, and narrowed his eyes.

Behind the two men, a middle-aged policeman ate an ice pop and slowly said, "Let him go."

“Inspector Wong…”

One of the plainclothes young police officers hesitated.

"I told him to let him go, but he was holding a toy gun! Step back."

Chief Inspector Wong Chi-shing of the Major Crimes Unit was too lazy to explain to them, so he threw down his popsicle and raised his voice.

The plainclothes policeman awkwardly put down his .38.

Chen Jialuo got into the Mercedes-Benz G-Class, started the engine, rolled down the window, and shouted to Bearded Yong, "Bearded Yong, I need your help with something. Tell all the people following me to disperse."

"I'm afraid I don't need to notify them. Once the news spreads that you bet 1500 million on winning, these people will naturally disappear." Bearded Yong took a puff of his cigar and said expressionlessly, "Also, enjoy these few days while you can. After all, your time is running out. Goodbye."

"Then you'd better pray that I die in Firestone Island."

Chen Jialu smiled meaningfully at Bearded Yong, floored the accelerator, and roared away.

"I bother!"

"Damn it, this kid's really arrogant. Now everyone, white or black, has to give way to him. He's more imposing than the Governor of Hong Kong!"

The bald guy spat on the ground and said viciously.

"Heh, you envy a dead man? Do you know why I offered him five million? Because he can't even control his own life and death now."

Bearded Yong's gaze was icy, and he sneered as he curled the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Yong, do you think he's gone mad? He spent 1500 million betting on himself to win at this hour?"

The bald guy took a drag of his cigarette and asked.

"He's either crazy, or he has..."

Halfway through his sentence, Bearded Yong seemed to suddenly remember something.

The first time he heard the name Chen Jialuo was when Chen Jialuo took on tens of millions of debts for Ba Bi and became the head of the Yau Ma Tei Hall. At the time, he even joked with others that this guy was crazy.

But two days later, this madman not only killed the Causeway Bay Five Tigers and Boss B, but also joined forces with Hehe to take down the entire Hung Hing Causeway Bay branch.

The first time I met Chen Jialuo was during that negotiation at Lu Yu Teahouse.

Chen Jialuo took the initiative to provoke a life-or-death duel. At that time, he thought to himself, "This guy must be crazy..." However, this crazy guy has now actually put up 1500 million to bet on him to win!

The thought sent chills down Hu Xuyong's spine.

"Brother Yong, if he's not crazy, then what is he?"

Baldy was waiting for Bearded Yong to finish his sentence, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he quickly pressed him for an answer.

Bearded Yong took a deep breath and looked in the direction where the Mercedes had disappeared, saying with apprehension, "If he doesn't die, he'll eventually rise to prominence. If he survives, he'll definitely have a place in the underworld. You guys who just pointed your guns at him, be careful when you see him in the future."

"And immediately spread the word to me that the odds should be lowered to 1:3, no, 1:2."

After finishing speaking, Hu Xuyong threw his cigar on the ground and stomped it out.

"Brother Yong, you don't actually think he'll survive, do you? Old Chiang of Hung Hing has already given orders to the Crown Prince to kill him no matter what."

The bald guy understood the implied meaning.

Bearded Yong didn't explain anything, but hurriedly walked into the nightclub, taking out his mobile phone and dialing a number. After the call was connected, he introduced himself: "Brother Kun, I'm Bearded Yong from the Number Gang."

"Brother Yong, you wouldn't come here without a reason. What's up?"

Liang Kun answered the phone lazily.

"Brother Kun, you're too kind. I wanted to ask you something. Are you very familiar with Prince Luo?" Bearded Yong asked.

"You're asking me about his whereabouts, right? Fuck your mother, I'm looking for him everywhere too. If you find him, tell him to give me a call."

Liang Kun covered the mahjong tiles, stood up, and walked towards the balcony.

"He's already shown up, just left my side. Brother Kun, I heard a rumor, does Ba Bi owe you 20 million? That guy Prince Luo just placed a 15 million bet with me, betting on himself to win."

Hu Xuyong stepped into the office, covered his left ear, and tried his best to hear what was about to be said.

Hearing this, Liang Kun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If he wants to bet on himself to win, that's his business. Alright, now that he's shown up, everyone can rest assured. I'm still playing mahjong here, let's talk again next time."

Hearing the dial tone on the other end of the phone, Bearded Yong rushed out of the door and shouted at Baldy, "Baldy, spread the word and temporarily halt the sale!"

"Brother Yong, are you kidding me?!"

The bald guy was completely taken aback.

"Do as I say, and do it right away!"

"Hu Xuyong said hurriedly."

"Brother Yong, is something wrong?"

The bald guy immediately ran over and said.

"Prince Luo rose to power by taking on debts for Ba Bi, the largest of which was owed to Hung Hing's Liang Kun, a full twenty million!"

"You've all heard about what kind of people Leung Kwan does. There was this guy who owed him high-interest loans. Even jumping off a building didn't help. He just dragged his wife and daughters to make pornographic films to pay off the debt!"

“But I just called Liang Kun, and he told me that if Prince Luo wants to place a bet, let him. It has nothing to do with him! This means that either Prince Luo has already paid off his debts, or Liang Kun has confidence in Prince Luo!”

"If it's the former, what kind of person could clear a debt of twenty million in just a few days? If it's the latter, you have to know that Young Kwan is the head of the Mong Kok branch of Hung Hing! There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

"What I'm afraid of now is that Prince Luo is absolutely certain of victory. I'm afraid that we won't even be able to come up with 7500 million, and everyone will want to jump off buildings!!"

Hu Xuyong then explained his speculations one by one.

"OK, I get it."

The bald guy nodded upon hearing this.