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

Even if he's completely muddle-headed.

I also know the difference between a 49-year-old and a big D.

estimate.

Nobody thinks Chen Dao will win right now.

"It's really a pity." Brother Fly sighed and took a sip of wine. "If Chen Dao had been more patient and developed things further, he might have actually succeeded."

Ahua nodded.

As the two watched Big D's convoy slowly drive away from Jordan, they both understood that the gangsters on Hong Kong Island probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Such a big commotion hasn't happened in a long time.

"I have to say, Chen Dao is quite impressive. He single-handedly caused such a commotion in Hong Kong. No other '49' in Hong Kong's history has ever had this ability."

"I'm so envious," said Brother Fly.

He paused, then looked at Ahua and finally asked the question that had been bothering him, "What do you think would happen if Chen Dao survived this time?"

Chapter Thirty-Six: Bold Words, He Won't Live tonight

Under the night.

Jordan.

At the barbecue stall.

Lung Gen, who left Sham Shui Po, found Big D.

"Deng Bo has already decided to kill Chen Dao. If you can get rid of him, you have a great chance of becoming the next leader."

Longgen took a sip of wine and said.

Hear the words.

Big D nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't worry, I've already sent two or three hundred of my men over there. Chen Dao is going to die tonight, and you can expect his head tomorrow."

"Big D said calmly."

He didn't take Chen Dao seriously at all.

In his opinion.

Chen Dao is nothing more than a traitor.

If it weren't for the position of leader of the gang, he wouldn't have bothered with such a minor character.

Longgen nodded.

This is the effect he wants.

Guan Zisen lost face, and he had to get it back.

otherwise.

How will he ever be able to hold his head high among his uncles again?

"Thank you this time."

Longgen raised his glass.

Big D glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain.

but.

He still raised his glass, clinked it against Longgen's, and then drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

then.

He took a bite of barbecue and said casually, "The next leaders, Ah Le and me, you should know who to choose, right?"

Hear this.

Longgen paused, his hand holding the wine glass still.

The rule for electing the leader of the Wo Luen Sheng is that the leader is chosen by a vote of the uncles.

and so.

Whenever there is a change of leadership in the Wo Shing Regency, it is a common occurrence.

All the uncles were sought after by the various hall masters.

before this.

Longgen's support has always been for Ale.

even.

This even forced Big D to resort to violence.

Longgen naturally understood the meaning behind Da D's words.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Don't worry, I'll definitely support you this time."

Although I don't like Big D.

But now, does he have any other options?

It's because his subordinates lacked ability; when trouble arose, he, as an uncle, had to beg for help.

He received Longgen's approval.

Big D nodded in satisfaction, raised his glass, and said, "It's been a pleasure working with you."

The two drank a glass of wine.

Longgen still had some concerns.

"Are you really alright? This Chen Dao is really strange. I heard his henchmen are all fearless."

"You're really going downhill."

8^-610%64746 Big D glanced at Dragon Root and mocked.

"Isn't Chen Dao just a traitor? Is he really that scary to you?"

"His men aren't afraid of death, so kill them."

"Just wait, his head will be delivered to your house tomorrow morning."

Big D's words were full of sarcasm.

Longgen's expression was rather unpleasant.

but.

Seeing how confident Big D is.

Longgen's worries were dispelled.

"I'm waiting for your good news!"

After taking a sip of wine, Long Gen thought to himself, "Chen Dao, this time I'm going to tear you to pieces and feed you to the fish!"

……

It wasn't just Big D who had his eye on Chen Dao.

Suburbs of Hong Kong Island.

An inconspicuous seaside.

in the night.

A dilapidated speedboat quietly docked at the shore.

Several Vietnamese boys came ashore.

"Boss, according to my investigation, this Chen Dao was just a traitor before, but I don't know what happened to him, he suddenly seems like a different person, causing quite a stir, and he seems a bit difficult to deal with!"

Hear the words.

Among the group, a leader who was about 1.7 meters tall, thin, and wearing a mask looked on with disdain.

"What are you afraid of? No matter how tough he is, two shots will send him to meet the King of Hell."

After landing.

The group determined their direction.

"Brothers, load up your ammunition! Once we close this deal, we'll be set for life for a year!"

"no problem!"

Behind.

Several gunmen pulled out their pistols and began to examine the weapons carefully.

at this time.

The phone in the leader's pocket rang.

"Hey?"