Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

Hua Di's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lin Xiaoru with anticipation.

He wasn't familiar with Lin Xiaoru, so logically he should have thought Lin Xiaoru was joking with him.

But the incredibly confident aura emanating from Lin Xiaoru rekindled a spark of hope within him.

"Brother Xiao, tell us!"

"No rush. Before I tell you how to solve the problem, I have a few questions to ask you."

As Lin Xiaoru spoke, she took out a cigarette case from her pocket and glanced sideways at Taibao, who was staring at her expectantly.

"Tai-bao, scoop out the chicken soup. Let's eat and chat; it won't taste good when it gets cold!"

"good!"

Lin Xiaoru sent Taibao to the kitchen to fetch soup, tossed a cigarette to Hua Di, and then spoke.

"When you and the loudspeaker went to rob the jewelry store, was anyone seen by your face?"

"No, my face was covered the whole time! Apart from the loudspeaker, even those high-ranking officials didn't know who I was."

"Fine, so you say you're going to run away? Have you thought about the consequences?"

Hua Di was stunned. He had gone to rob a jewelry store with Ba La in the morning, and in the afternoon he was chased like a stray dog ​​by Ba La and his men.

Living in constant fear, all I could think about was running away to save my life; I never really considered the consequences of running away.

He remained silent, unsure how to respond to Lin Xiaoru.

Lin Xiaoru smiled and tossed the lighter to Hua Di.

"Once you run away, you won't be coming back. I know this guy well; he's vindictive and ruthless."

I think it's more reliable for you to go to the police station to report the incident and become a witness against the prosecution!

Hua Di immediately became anxious.

"Brother Xiao, in this world, you'd rather die than mess with the imperial aura. Asking me to be a witness against the authorities is worse than having Laba kill me!"

Why are you so agitated? But then again...

If the loudspeaker really slips up and gets taken away by the police, do you think he'll give you away?

"this……"

Wah-di was speechless again.

"You're going to die either way, why don't you try to be more optimistic?"

"You always act so high and mighty, but if the loudspeaker wanted to kill you, wouldn't you have just killed him?!"

blah-

Hua Di lit a cigarette and turned to look at the balcony.

"Brother Xiao, Laba is of the same generation as Seventh Brother in the Fu'an Society. If I kill him, it would be an act of betrayal against my master and ancestors..."

"You idiot! I really want to crack your skull open and see what's inside!"

Lin Xiaoru was amused by Hua Di's remarks. He lit a cigarette and gave a cold laugh.

"Listen carefully, I will only say what I am about to say once."

Taking down the loudspeaker will only benefit you, not harm you!

Firstly, with Trumpeter dead, the case you committed with him will be unverifiable, no one can testify against you, and you won't have to worry about being hunted down. You can continue to live your peaceful life on Hong Kong Island.

"Brother Xiao, Laba's dead, but he still had a lot of men under his command..."

"That's the second benefit I wanted to mention!"

Lin Xiaoru continued speaking calmly and slowly.

"Your old leader of the Fu'an Society died last month, and the Fu'an Society has not yet elected a new leader."

Right now, the only two people with the qualifications to rise to the top are you, Boss Seven, and Trumpet.

With the burton dead, I probably don't need to elaborate on who the new leader of the Fu'an Society will be, right?

Swah——

Hua Di suddenly turned his head away, and his eyes lit up again in an instant.

This guy is indeed loyal and righteous; no wonder he and Taibao became sworn brothers.

With a slight smile, Lin Xiaoru knew it was time to talk about her own affairs.

"If even a high-ranking leader like you can't control the bunch of scoundrels under your command, I think you might as well find a different leader to follow."

"So, I'll tell you..."

Lin Xiaoru lowered her voice further and further until she finished explaining her plan, at which point Hua Di's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Brother Xiao, will this really work?"

"Of course it'll work! You don't need to do anything. Just stay here quietly, and I'll take care of the rest!"

"Chicken soup is here!"

After the conversation ended, Taibao walked out at just the right moment, carrying a bowl of chicken soup.

After putting down the chicken soup, Tai-bo saw that Wah-dee's gloomy expression had vanished, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

……

Smoke filled the air inside a billiards hall on Tung Choi Street in Mong Kok.

The gloomy-faced man was holding a bottle of soda, sitting in a corner of the billiard hall, eagerly waiting.

A young man, looking utterly helpless, ran up to the loudspeaker.

The loudspeaker perked up and immediately stood up.

"How's it going? Did you find it?"

"Boss, there isn't one..."

"Useless trash! Keep looking if you can't find him! If we can't find Wah-di today, I'll take all your photos!"

Upon hearing this, the loudspeaker flew into a rage and smashed the soda bottle in his hand over the young man's head.

The young man felt a sudden dizziness and stumbled back a step.

He wiped away the blood gushing from his head, barely managing to steady himself before speaking with difficulty.

"Big... Boss, although we haven't found him, we've heard that Hua... Hua Di was seen near Zhihe Street."

I...I reckon he went to see his childhood friend, the delinquent!

The young man said he was about to fall, so the loudspeaker quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Hmm? Explain more clearly!"

The young man was on the verge of fainting, but he still managed to speak.

"Tai-Bo is working for Wo Luen Shing, and that's a notorious slum. We...we don't dare go to Wo Luen Shing's territory...and cause trouble..."

As he spoke, the young man rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Oh shit!"

Upon seeing this, the loudspeaker shoved the young man to the ground and then disgustedly shook the bloodstains off his hands.

Upon seeing this, Bo Zai, the leader of the loudspeaker, quickly ran over.

"Boss, we can put Hua Di's matter aside for now, but there's been a problem with sales."

"What's wrong?!"

"I just spoke to Big Bear on the phone, and they said that our incident has caused a huge uproar, and someone even died!"

He's only willing to...only willing to pay three million for this batch of goods!

The already agitated speaker became even more enraged upon hearing this.

"Damn it, does he think robbery is child's play, that people will just hand you your stuff if you shout at them?!"

We risked our lives to get back the goods worth eight million, and he made two million just by guarding the safe!

Now they're trying to take advantage of the situation, offering three million! How could he even say that?!

Bozai quickly looked around, frowned, and whispered.

"Keep your voice down, boss!"

"Shut up, my ass! Call Big Bear right now and tell him we'll add another 800,000!"

If he refuses to give it, the goods will remain with him; we'll die together, and that will be considered payment for his funeral!

"oh!"

After instructing Bo-zai on what to do, Laba felt an unventable fire burning within him. He looked around and finally pulled out a gleaming machete from a pool table.

He gripped the knife handle tightly and slammed it down on the billiard table next to him with a whoosh.

The edge of the pool table cracked instantly, and several of his trusted confidants who were still playing tee off wisely put down their cues.

"Drive, come with me to Yau Ma Tei!!"