Hong Kong news: A million soldiers have been mobilized; Uncle Deng begs me to be the leader.

Seeing that Chen Dao didn't speak, she quickly added, "Ah Lok isn't Guan Zai Sen. People who have the opportunity to be elected leader aren't so simple. He definitely won't let you go..."

Halfway through his sentence, Chen Dao suddenly looked at his boss with a blank expression.

This startled the boss, who immediately shut his mouth.

Chen Dao took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and revealed a meaningful smile.

“This is exactly the effect I want.”

"Or they can just kill me."

"Or, I could climb to the top by stepping on them."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Handsome Kun Takes Action, Prelude to a Fierce Battle!

This……

The nightclub owner's mouth dropped open.

Is this really something someone who has just become famous should say?

She fully grasped Chen Dao's madness.

and.

Seeing Chen Dao's confident expression, the boss was bewildered.

She felt that Chen Dao would soon become a legend on Hong Kong Island.

But the ancient trees here are just too outrageous!

You wouldn’t even dare to write a novel like this!

For a while.

The boss snapped out of his daze and was embarrassed, unsure of what to say.

See this.

Chen Dao was lying half-reclined on the sofa.

"Any thing else?"

"It's...it's alright now..."

"Then let's go down, I need to rest."

"it is good……"

The boss quickly withdrew.

Before leaving, she gave Chen Dao a meaningful look.

This guy... might become the most notorious traitor in Hong Kong's history...

soon.

Chen Dao was left alone in the private room.

He has offended so many people, and although he doesn't care, it's still causing him some trouble.

The place he used to live in was too small, an old-fashioned tenement building, and there was simply not enough room for too many henchmen. So, Chen Dao simply decided to live in the nightclub for the time being, and then get a big villa once he made some money.

He didn't want to be surrounded by people while he was sleeping.

Although he was quite strong and could easily handle seven or eight gangsters on his own, he would still be killed if surrounded by dozens of people with knives.

He didn't want to be killed like that.

The nightclub is now full of his people.

This is the safest place.

Thinking.

Chen Dao poured himself a glass of wine.

Reputation +10

Reputation +10

Reputation +10

"..."

in mind.

The sound of reputation increasing kept ringing out.

Chen Dao took a sip of wine and was quite satisfied.

immediately.

He once again amassed a large army.

Lok is very famous in Hong Kong.

This also made Chen Dao a fortune.

This is the largest troop buildup in the past two days.

There were a full eighty underlings.

Including the more than one hundred underlings from before.

At this moment.

Chen Dao has more than two hundred followers under his command!

The mass production of troops has ended.

Sensing that the underlings who had just been exposed had already been stationed in the vicinity in batches under the previous arrangements, Chen Dao opened his eyes with satisfaction.

This is what he wanted.

The bigger the noise, the better!

As the saying goes, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

The bigger the commotion, the more troops he can produce.

Let the storm come more violently!

Whether it's Ah Lok, Kwan Jai-sum, or Leung Kwan.

As long as he can farm units, Chen Dao won't care who it is or how strong they are.

after all.

No matter how many people these people have under their command, there's a fixed number.

But he is different.

His forces will only grow exponentially.

to the end.

With an army of 100,000, who can do anything to me?!

……

at this time.

the other side.

"Hey, damn it, get to work, what are you sleeping for!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get the hell over here right now."

"Hey, bring your gear and assemble."

"..."

at this time.

Liang Kun's men were working like crazy, making phone calls non-stop.

One by one, the henchmen were woken up by the phone call and, without saying a word, grabbed their machetes and went out the door.

For a while.

soon.

Under Liang Kun's arrangement, more than a hundred of his henchmen gathered together, each armed with a machete.

"Are you all ready?"

"I'm not sure," said "Brother Kun," turning to his underlings.

The younger brother nodded. "Brother Kun, the brothers are all ready, but it's too late, so we can only call a little over a hundred people."

"enough."

Hearing that only a little over a hundred people could be called, Liang Kun was not flustered at all, and smiled confidently.

"That Chen Dao is just a traitor. I heard he has dozens of men under him, but he's still just a traitor."

"If my hundred-plus men can't even beat a 49er, then I might as well quit the business."