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

Chapter 91 Even a piece of waste paper has its use.

"Brother Sen, come back with me, you can't escape this!"

My uncle told me he would save your life.

In a dimly lit alley in Shek Kip Mei Estate, Jimmy, accompanied by his two younger brothers, patiently spoke to Kwan Jai-sum, who was squatting on the ground.

Guan Zai Sen looked on in fear, staring at Jimmy with his eyes fixed on him, and asked vaguely.

"How did you find me?"

"Why would you need to look for this? Whenever you encounter trouble you can't handle, you just try to numb yourself and escape."

Once I found my fellow cultivators and asked around, I learned that you were hiding here, feeding on my fodder!

"Jimmy, I didn't tell the police anything. I'm being framed; they're wronging me!"

Guan Zai Sen sniffed and stood up unsteadily.

Even now, he still didn't forget to plead his case to Jimmy, because he knew that once he was taken back, he would definitely face Longgen's family discipline!

Even Jimmy thought that Kwan Jai-sum was making excuses.

Jimmy is feeling a mix of joy and worry. He's worried that Guan Zisen's path has come to an end, and that Long Gen is trying to give the gang a proper explanation.

At the very least, Guan Zisen should be removed from the underwater record.

At that time, they might push me to take the position, and in the future, when I do business, they'll come looking for me even if I lose a hair. There will be no one left to stand in front of me and protect me from the wind and rain.

The good news is that this good-for-nothing can finally stop clinging to me and sucking my blood!

The days of giving away 50,000 today and 100,000 tomorrow will never come again, nor will the days of Guan Zisen interfering with my painstaking efforts to run a business ever happen again.

It's rare to have everything go perfectly, and this situation is beyond my control. Now that Longgen has spoken, Jimmy is determined to bring him back no matter what.

"Brother Sen, whether you feel wronged or not, you can go back and explain to your uncle yourself."

If you go back to your own territory, at least you'll be safe. But if the Mao Dun faction makes a move, you're doomed!

After saying that, Jimmy stopped talking nonsense with Kwan and just gave a wink to the two henchmen behind him.

The two henchmen immediately understood, went around to either side of Kwan Tsz-sum, and grabbed his arms.

For a moment, Guan Zai Sen's legs went weak, and even as his two younger brothers dragged him away, he still couldn't help but repeat himself neurotically.

"I'm not going back. I've been framed. I didn't tell the police anything—"

Unfortunately, the words of the fellow Daoist and the gambling addict were the least credible, and no one paid any attention to him.

Near Chaguo Ridge, Qi Jingsheng got out of a taxi.

Qi Jingsheng tossed a hundred-yuan bill to the driver, indicating that he didn't need to keep the change, and then strode into Chaguoling.

The taxi driver took the bill, looked at Qi Jingsheng's back, and finally couldn't help but remind him.

"Hey buddy, you look so refined and gentle, you don't look like someone who does shady things. You're here to find someone, right?"

To be fair, there are quite a few people involved in human trafficking in Cha Kwo Ling.

"Don't go in there unless you have to; they're ruthless and vicious!"

After saying that, the taxi driver stepped on the gas and sped away.

Qi Jingsheng ignored him. He had already disguised himself, wearing a dark gray suit and with a beard glued to his face.

She looked completely different from her usual self.

Upon arriving at Cha Kwo Ling, following Li Xiangdong's prior instructions, he found Qu Wangui playing cards with a group of younger men in a shack area.

"Is there a ghost over here?"

Standing at the door, Qi Jingsheng called out from afar.

Immediately, two henchmen at the door reached behind their waists, pulled out pistols, and looked at Qi Jingsheng warily.

Inside the room, a burly man in his forties, with his hair parted in a 2/8 style, chuckled and immediately threw the cards on the table.

He turned to look at Qi Jingsheng and sneered.

"Brother, is this your first time in Cha Guo Ling? You don't even recognize me!"

"Sorry, I just got back from abroad!"

Qi Jingsheng handed the briefcase to two henchmen. One of the henchmen took the briefcase, unzipped it, and immediately saw that it was full of banknotes.

Another henchman thoroughly searched Qi Jingsheng, then turned to Qu Wangui and gave him an "OK" sign, indicating that there were no problems.

As Qu Wangui nodded in acknowledgment, the two henchmen stepped aside, gesturing for Qi Jingsheng to go in and speak.

"What kind of business are you interested in starting?"

After gesturing for the young man playing cards to step back, Meng Gui pointed to the bench opposite the card table, indicating that Qi Jingsheng should sit down and talk.

Qi Jingsheng spoke seriously.

"Buy a gun!"

"Tch! You brought so much money here just to buy a gun?"

"Not only that, besides buying guns, I also want to hire someone to kill me!"

As he spoke, Qi Jingsheng held up three fingers and waved them in front of Qu Wangui.

"Three long spears, three good-for-nothings who can get things done."

"A flat price of 200,000 per person, excluding the cost of a ferry ride away. Is this deal even feasible?"

Qu Wangui looked Qi Jingsheng up and down suspiciously for a few moments, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Did you hire someone to kill me, or did you hire someone to rob me?"

"Of course it's murder. Just tell me directly, can we do business together?"

I'm in a hurry, I can't do it now, I'll find someone else!

"Of course I can do it, but you have to tell me who you want to kill!"

There have been quite a few shooting incidents on Hong Kong Island recently. If you cause trouble, I'm afraid you'll implicate us!

Qu Wangui wanted to find out Qi Jingsheng's background. If this guy was a reckless and clueless gangster, he wouldn't want to do this business with him anymore.

It's not worth bringing in police officers for a few hundred thousand dollars.

If this guy has connections and isn't just some bigwig looking for a high-stakes business deal, then it's fine to take the job.

Anyway, there are plenty of desperate criminals in Cha Kwo Ling, and the business they are least afraid of is hiring murderers.

Qi Jingsheng didn't mince words and spoke directly.

"It's alright to tell you, I work for Uncle Ben of Tung Sing, and the person I'm going to kill this time is undoubtedly Lam Siu-yu of Wo Luen Shing."

"Lin Xiaoru?"

Qu Wangui frowned. His territory in Chaguoling was right next to Lin Xiaoru's gang.

However, the two did not have much of a relationship, and after thinking it over, they felt that this business deal was worthwhile.

He simply said, "I don't care who you kill, and you can pretend you never said what you said today."

I'll take you to pick out some people in a bit, but there won't be any guns to choose from, only a few half-new AKs.

But don't worry, my brothers are sharpshooters, they can kill someone!

Upon hearing this, Qi Jingsheng immediately made the decision.

"Then hurry up, we need to start this afternoon!"

In short, once the job is done, you need to arrange for them to make their escape, leaving no loose ends!

"Don't worry, I, Meng Gui, have a good reputation in business."

Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent you to come see me, would I?

Qu Wangui chuckled and then winked at one of the janitors.

The waiter immediately understood, tossed the handbag that Qi Jingsheng had just brought onto the table, and then gestured for Qi Jingsheng to enter.

"Let's go pick some people!"

Before long, Qi Jingsheng selected three skilled men from the dormitory area of ​​Chaguoling.

Qi Jingsheng has a good eye for people. After all, he has fought in mountains of corpses and seas of blood. With just a glance, he can tell whether a person is evil enough.

I'm going to go shooting in the streets of Sham Shui Po later, so I can't go looking for cowards.

Most importantly, the three people he chose were a group of Vietnamese refugees!

Qi Jingsheng hates Vietnamese people the most. Li Xiangdong had previously told him that if he did this job late, the gunman he hired might be beaten to death by the police.

Since people were going to die, his first priority was naturally to find three Vietnamese guys to do the work.

After selecting the person and the gun, the Ghost even provided a van for their business.

Inside the van, Qi Jingsheng planned to give the three Vietnamese men his final instructions.

"Remember, when I call later, no matter what happens, empty all the magazines!"

Also, don't get the license plate number wrong. Repeat it again, what's the license plate number?

"You can rest assured about anything the three of us brothers do. The license plate ends in AC1703, right? I can recite it backwards!"

The oldest of the three, a man with a buzz cut, immediately responded.

After Qi Jingsheng nodded in satisfaction, the man smiled and spoke again.

"Boss, let me introduce myself. My name is A-Zha, this is my younger brother Tony, and the youngest one is also my younger brother A-Hu!"

The three of us brothers had just escaped from the Pak Shek refugee camp not long ago. We were all alone and helpless on Hong Kong Island, and we really didn't want to keep wandering around.

"If the boss likes it, we can work for you in the future!"

Qi Jingsheng couldn't help but find this guy a bit noisy.

He originally just wanted to hire three desperados to put on a show, but this guy actually wants to work for him?

"No, after you finish this deal, you can't stay in Hong Kong Island."

Don't think that 200,000 is so easy to earn. If you don't like it, I can find someone else!

"Hey boss, we're really good at fighting!"

If it weren't for your generosity, do you think I would want to be with you?

Furthermore, he also takes a cut from the orders he received from the ghost.

"Alright, brother, stop talking!"

Just as Azha was rambling on, Tony immediately interrupted him, then looked at Qi Jingsheng and gave him a forced smile.

"Don't worry, boss, we're decisive and efficient in our work!"

"Once I've taken your money, I'll definitely get things done for you."

"Okay, what's the license plate number? Repeat it again!"

"AC1703!"

"Okay, I'll call you later. I'll have the Ghost deliver the final payment to the dock then."

After giving a final word of advice, Qi Jingsheng left a spare phone number for Azha, then got out of the car and left Chaguoling.

Inside the car, the three Vietnamese brothers exchanged glances. Apart from the second brother, Tony, the other two still looked somewhat bewildered.

"Fuck you! I refuse to believe that in this vast world, there's nowhere for us to go!"

The eldest brother, Azha, slapped his thigh and said this as if to encourage himself.

"Brother, you can't say that. The problem now is that if we don't make money, we'll starve to death."

"Wherever you live, it doesn't matter. Whether you go to Taiwan or Southeast Asia, it's better than staying in a refugee camp!"

The youngest, Ah Hu, echoed, then lowered his head and sighed deeply.

"What will happen to Mom if we leave?"

Tony, the most composed of the two, spoke up, immediately catching the two brothers off guard.

"Yeah, we can't just leave Mom in the refugee camp, can we?"

She's so old and senile; how could she survive without us!

Ah Zha slapped his forehead and immediately picked up the phone.

"No, I have to call him. We're not doing this deal!"

"Big brother!"

Tony immediately snatched Ah Zha's phone and spoke up.

"Who said we have to run away after we've finished this?"

Ah Zha was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Yeah, damn it, we have legs on our bodies. Just because he says he wants to run away, does that mean we should run away too?"

With the money and the gun in hand, there's no fear of not being able to find a way to survive in Hong Kong! Tony, you're really smart!

Tai Ting Tea House, Sham Shui Po.

Inside a teahouse, Guan Zisen was kneeling obediently in front of Long Gen, still repeating that he had been wronged.

Longgen was too lazy to listen to his rambling. If Jimmy hadn't stopped him earlier, he would have wanted to kick this good-for-nothing younger brother off the stage long ago.

Regardless of whether Guan Zisen did that thing or not, Long Gen must expel him from the gang today!

"Guan Zisen, don't complain. I've seen the video too. You were quite comfortable taking the money."

Knowing the other party was a cop, they still dared to take money. It was already very difficult for me to negotiate with the gang to only cripple your hands.

Now!

After finishing his sentence, Long Gen picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. Seeing Guan Zisen trembling, he looked at him with a disappointed expression.

"You good-for-nothing have two hands anyway, and besides playing cards and eating noodles, you don't do anything else."

So what if he's useless? There aren't many businesses in Sham Shui Po. We can easily support a useless person by adding another pair of chopsticks!

"At worst, I'll break your legs too, so you won't run around aimlessly all day and get yourself into any more serious trouble!"

"Ah Da, you can't do this. I've helped you with things and contributed to the gang."

"Removing me from the seabed is one thing, but you can't cripple my hands!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Zisen was terrified and immediately began kowtowing on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Longgen immediately shook his head.

It was a matter of Sham Shui Po's reputation, so he didn't want to cripple Kwan Tsz-sum's hands.

But the triads have to give an explanation. If they don't cripple Kwan Tsai-sam, then Sham Shui Po will have to spend money to settle the matter.

Alternatively, they could stand up for Mao Dun and take over the Temple Street territory to give to him, which might cover up the matter.

But Longgen is already quite old, and he's not willing to use his life savings to save up such a useless younger brother!

Jimmy is now Lung Gen's designated successor. This young man is focused on doing business and doesn't want to cause trouble, so Lung Gen can't force him to spend money and effort to compete in Temple Street.

After much deliberation, Long Gen decided that it would be more convenient to break Guan Zisen's hands.

Just as Guan Zisen was still kowtowing repeatedly, Long Gen's cell phone rang.

He gestured for Guan Zisen to shut up, but Long Gen, feeling agitated, pressed the answer button.

"Who is it?"

"Uncle, it's me."

Lin Xiaoru's voice came through the phone.

"Oh, it's Ah Xiao. How's it going? Has the matter in Temple Street been resolved?"

"Not yet. Young Master Lok of Jordan wants to raise his flag and doesn't want me to take action, so I have to leave my men in the gang."

Lin Xiaoru paused for a moment, then asked.

"Uncle, has Brother Sen been found?"

"Thank you for your concern, it has been found!"

Ah Xiao, stop laughing at him. He's cut himself off from the gang, so there's no need to mention the banquet anymore.

Longgen assumed that Lin Xiaoru was calling to apologize for the banquet, and he had no interest in dealing with her. He just wanted to hang up the phone as soon as possible.

His face was burning hot!

"Uncle, how can you laugh at a joke like that?"

One thing at a time, but the matter of apologizing cannot be neglected.

I wanted to build a good relationship with Sham Shui Po. I also took care of Uncle Mao Dun for you. He said that since I helped Mong Kok this time, he was willing to give me face.

As long as Temple Street can be taken down and Sang Kun can get revenge, he doesn't plan to hold grudges about what happened to Brother Sen.

Upon hearing this, Longgen's spirits immediately lifted.

In an instant, he felt incredibly envious of Chuanbao for having such an understanding younger brother.

Looking at Guan Zaisan in front of him, Long Gen couldn't understand why he had supported such a piece of trash to be the leader of Sham Shui Po back then!

"Ah Xiao, you really are—repaying evil with kindness, I don't even know what to say—"

"Not at all. I have so much business in Sham Shui Po, and I rely entirely on Uncle Lung Kan's help."

As the saying goes, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. If you lose face, it will make things difficult for me in the future.

That's all, Uncle Longgen. I've already set up a banquet at the Longjiang Restaurant on Huangzhu Street. I'll send a car to pick up Brother Sen in half an hour.

Before he's removed from the underwater scene, let Brother Sen drink one last glass of wine at the Jianghu Bar!

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Ah Xiao!"

After hanging up the phone, Longgen looked at Guan Zisen in front of him and felt increasingly annoyed.

"Kwan Jai-sum, do you know who saved your hands?"

"I know, it's Ah Xiao! Ah Da, I heard you two talking on the phone just now."

"Hey, you've got sharp ears! Look at him, even at this hour, he's still thinking about giving you an explanation."

"Take another piss and look at yourself in the mirror. Compared to them, you're just a pile of stinking dog shit!"

"Yes! I'm a piece of shit! I'm very grateful to Ah Xiao, and I regret causing trouble for him in the first place."

Ah Da, I'll definitely thank him properly when we meet later, I'll definitely thank him properly!

Seeing that his hands were safe, Guan Zai Sen echoed his agreement.

But then he saw Longgen angrily shout again, "I don't have a younger brother as outrageous as you! I'll remove you from the Book of the Dead in a moment, and from now on, don't call me Ah Da anymore!"

Huangzhu Street, outside the Longjiang Hotel.

Several Toyota cars were parked on the side of the road.

He Zhiyong, a reporter, was sitting in his car, answering a phone call.

"Officer Ho, the fighting in Temple Street is in full swing right now, where are you?"

The caller was Liu Jianming from the intelligence department. Faced with the call from the intelligence department, He Zhiyong dared not slack off in the slightest.

"Where else could they be? These gangsters are always causing trouble."

Other teams are keeping an eye on Temple Street, so my job is to keep an eye on Lin Xiaoru.

He's quite sensible; he let Jordan go and fight Tung Sing, while he himself is hosting a banquet in Sham Shui Po!

As he spoke, He Zhiyong rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette.

He then asked, "Officer Liu, we're usually the only ones calling your intelligence department. Your sudden call makes me quite uneasy!"

"Don't talk like that, Inspector Ho. It makes us intelligence officers sound like the plague."

Liu Jianming chuckled softly, then immediately became serious.

"However, I do have some bad news for you. I have some intelligence that two of the White-haired Old Man from Tung Sing have returned from Kuala Lumpur."

"Which two trusted confidants?!"

He Zhiyong immediately sat up in shock and instinctively pressed the phone close to his ear.

"Do you remember the shooting incident in Futian Village last year? We arrested those two people and took them to the police station for questioning."

Later, due to insufficient evidence, they had to release the two people.

"You mean—those two people named Cola and Leopard?"

"That's right, these two are gunmen hired by the old man. They left Hong Kong Island after leaving the police station following the shooting last year."

Right now, Tung Sing is standing up for Yan Chan Le. If they come back at this time, I'm afraid—"

He Zhiyong immediately interrupted, "You mean they plan to make a move against Lin Xiaoru?"

"It's hard to say. Lin Xiaoru has planted her flag in Bai Tou Weng's territory, and recently she caused a major incident in Causeway Bay."

I have reason to suspect that the old man would hire a ghostwriter to do things. I made this call just to remind you, Inspector Ho, to be more careful.

After all, a shot was fired in the street. I'm worried you'll have trouble explaining it to the police chief!

"Thanks for the reminder, Officer Liu!"

"No need, I still need to give some instructions to the other groups, so I won't chat with you any longer."

Liu Jianming hung up the phone after saying that.

He Zhiyong subconsciously looked towards the Longjiang Hotel and found that quite a few people were already going in and out of the hotel.

Liu Jianming's intelligence report was like a thorn in his heart. Without a second thought, he immediately took out his walkie-talkie and told his team members to get out of the car.

He then took the lead and ran into the restaurant.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoru was sitting patiently in a not-so-spacious banquet hall.

Two gangs had already gathered here, including the men from Kill Fish Cheng, who were sitting at the main table, waiting for Guan Zai Sen to arrive.

It's just that it was the people from the Kwun Tong branch who held the banquet to apologize, while the people from Sham Shui Po received the apology banquet.

On the other hand, everyone in Kwun Tong looked cheerful and happy.

Looking at Sham Shui Po, everyone was keeping their heads down. Anyone with a shred of decency would feel ashamed to be following a big shot like Kwan Tsai-sum!

Li Xiangdong looked around and finally leaned close to Lin Xiaoru's ear.

"Boss, there are so many people here, maybe we should move away. There's no need to gamble with our lives!"

Lin Xiaoru remained calm and responded indifferently.

"What, you're not confident in your skills?"

"It's not that I lack confidence, it's just—it's just that you won't let me handle the gun. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, I won't be able to take the responsibility!"

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"Don't be afraid, the cops will act before you do."

In short, I've already described what those two people look like to you: one has a thick beard and an earring in his left ear; the other has a square face and a wide mouth. They're easy to recognize!

"As soon as they draw their guns, push me aside, and leave the rest to the police!"

As Lin Xiaoru spoke, her eyes remained fixed on any unusual movements within the crowd.

He was constantly using his points to check the movements of the two gunmen, and he had a complete grasp of their actions.

He believed that Li Xiangdong could fulfill his duties as a bodyguard, but he himself also had to be on his guard.

When it's time to risk your life, you must risk it. Being unafraid of death and courting death are two different things. If you take one wrong step, there's no turning back!

The car that picked up Guan Zisen was Lin Xiaoru's old Mercedes.

The car was about to enter the Longjiang Hotel area. On the south side of Huangzhu Street, there was a van with three Vietnamese men who had already loaded their rifles with magazines.

Big Brother A-Zha is on the phone.

"Don't worry! I've memorized the license plate number. I'll empty the magazine whenever I see someone getting in the car."

I know, I know, we're not murderers, why is the driver making things difficult for him?

"If I accidentally get caught by the cops, killing one less person will mean a lighter sentence."

After saying that, A-Zha hung up the phone.

Ah Hu, standing to the side, pushed aside the insurance and couldn't resist teasing Ah Zha.

"Brother, we're about to get things done, can't you say something auspicious?"

"Ah Hu, if saying auspicious words were useful, we wouldn't have been stuck in the refugee camp for so many years."

"Cheer up! It's been ages since I've had this much fun. Remember to empty the entire magazine later!"

Faced with Aja's enthusiastic sermon, Tony, sitting next to him, remained unhurried, continuing to reload the magazine.

After reloading another magazine, he clicked the safety off and then looked at his younger brother.

"Ah Hu, you stay in the car for a bit. Once my brother and I are done, we'll just wait for you to get in and drive away immediately. Understand?"

"clear----"

Ah Hu was somewhat disappointed when he heard that Tony wouldn't let him fire the gun.

But Ah Hu never dared to disobey his second brother.

He could only nod, remove the magazine from his hand, and toss it to Ah Zha.

After everything was ready, the three brothers all looked at the Mercedes parked in front of the hotel.

Meanwhile, inside the hotel, Guan Zisen, looking like a sick chicken, entered the banquet hall dejectedly.

Taking advantage of the commotion caused by Guan Zai Sen's arrival, Kele and A Bao mingled among a group of Wo Luen Shing henchmen and spotted Lin Xiaoru sitting in the banquet hall.

Lin Xiaoru sat up straight and asked Li Xiangdong beside her in a low voice.

"Heading east, have you seen anyone?"

"I saw it!"

Li Xiangdong had already seen Kele reaching for his gun behind his waist. He was standing right next to Lin Xiaoru, and he was just waiting for the moment Kele pulled out the gun before pushing Lin Xiaoru away.

Cola pushed aside the crowd blocking his way and raised his gun to aim at Lin Xiaoru.

"Get out of the way!"

Li Xiangdong roared and, without hesitation, shoved Lin Xiaoru hard.

A crisp gunshot rang out, drowning out the noise in the banquet hall.

All the henchmen turned to look in the direction from which the gunshot rang out, and saw He Zhiyong standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, holding a gun in both hands, maintaining a shooting posture.

Before Cola could fire, he acted decisively and shot Cola in the shoulder blade.

The scene immediately erupted into chaos. Guan Zisen, who was just about to meet Lin Xiaoru, was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he heard Lin Xiaoru urging him on.

"Quickly, get Brother Sen away first!"

Immediately, a henchman grabbed Guan Zisen and ran outside.

For a time, the restaurant was filled with shouts, the sound of cutlery hitting the ground, and the incessant shouts of police officers trying to control the situation; it was a complete mess.