Hong Kong Film: People in He Lian Sheng don't become big shots, only make money
75 : He Lianfu, the gods are fat, eat shit, you

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The entire martial arts world was in chaos because of Gu Zhengyi's 20 million military loan. As one of the two leaders of He Lian Sheng, there was no reason for Lin Huaile not to know about it.

Lin Huaile was sitting in a teahouse and drinking tea with Uncle Deng."Uncle Deng, you said that you're a righteous person. Is it true that you're borrowing 20 million troops?

How could a thug like him have 20 million?”

The fat on Uncle Deng's face hung down. He took a sip of tea and picked up the old newspaper on the table. In the middle of the newspaper was printed Gu Zhengyi's upper body, smiling brightly.

Uncle Deng shook the newspaper."At first, no one believed that a four-in-nine from He Lian Sheng could kill the head of Hongxing, Jing Kun.

She didn't believe that a person who sold underwear and bras would donate ten million yuan in real money.

The rumors outside were so sinister.

They were all spreading the news that Ah Yi had borrowed 20 million troops, and the fake news had become true.

Help me make an appointment with Ah Yi. If we talk to him, we'll just be using He Lian Sheng's name to make a living. Fighting won't benefit anyone.”

Uncle Deng closed the newspaper and turned to look at Lin Huaile, whose expression was as usual.

"You were in the wrong for what happened at Castles Bay. He lowered his head and drank a cup of tea. After all, he was still one of them. Just like Big D, he had also been humiliated by Ah Yi. Now, he heard that they were very close.

It's better to have more friends than enemies. Big D is better than you in this aspect.”

An unnoticeable haze flashed across Lin Huaile's eyes, but she still put on a normal smile."I'll listen to you, Uncle Deng. I'll make the call."”

Uncle Deng was a thousand-year-old sly fox. He was the head of He Lian Sheng's team every two years. He had been through many years, and with just one glance, he could tell that Lin Huaile was unhappy.

"If his strength is weaker than yours, then there's nothing to say. I'll definitely crush him to death.

"But now that he's powerful, I can't suppress him. Why don't you help him rise to the top? You can still leave a legacy. You'll be my age.”Uncle Deng shook his fat head emotionally.

Big D was still trying on new clothes in his personal tailor shop. For more than ten years, his suits had been made in this old shop.

He was going to attend a boss 'banquet in two days. He was going to get a new set of clothes made to look presentable.

The boss was holding a ruler in one hand and a pen in the other, measuring Big D's size. His wife was fiddling with the sample clothes that the boss had given Big D.

"Take this side down by two inches, raise the shoulders by a centimeter, and make the collar smaller. Big Brother D is going to attend a very important banquet this time, so you must dress appropriately…"

Big D looked at his handsome self in the mirror. He felt that he had been very lucky recently and looked much more energetic.

"What? Is your husband handsome?"

Big D's wife pursed her lips and smiled. She had been with Big D since she was a teenager. She was happy whenever her husband was happy."Pretty! You're the prettiest in Hong Kong!"

"Of course!" Big D smiled smugly.

"You said that the business of the arcade can reach more than a billion yuan. Is that true?”

"All the Chaozhou people in Hong Kong sell fish ball noodles for millions of dollars a year. The arcade is such a big business, a billion dollars is considered a small amount.”Mrs. D pulled up her collar and felt that it looked better.

"If we can expand to the entire territory, the business of the arcade will be more than a billion.

The key was whether it could be spread!

It was hard to say if it was as simple as A Huo Yi said.

A business that could earn more than a billion yuan. How many people would be jealous? Moreover, it was legal. Even the police had to protect the shop. Many people were jealous of this kind of business. If one did not have enough strength, even if they opened it, it would be snatched away by others.”

"That means there's something to do!”,Big D was in a good mood and whistled.

He listened to the first half of his wife's words. The arcade could make billions! That would be great! As for someone coming to snatch it?

Which loser dared to touch his Big D's business? He directly put the cage up the mountain!

Big D continued to look at himself in the mirror happily.

In Stanley Prison.

A white-haired, kind-looking old prisoner was sitting on the playground, basking in the sun. Not far away, a group of topless young men covered in tattoos were playing basketball.

"I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore! Ah Zheng, take my place!" Dumb Biao panted as he took the towel from his subordinate and sat down beside the old prisoner to wipe his sweat.

"How about it, Uncle Tong? Can you still sit and bask in the sun? I heard that the martial world outside is in an uproar!

Your A-grade goods are borrowing 20 million soldiers!

In the new four major leagues, Ma Jiaozai and Lianying Society had entered the game!

Including family property! What if he had 20 million? If I had 20 million, I would have bought a villa in Repulse Bay and become a millionaire!”

Uncle Tong stretched out his wrinkled hands to block the glaring sunlight.

"Repulse Bay? Become a millionaire? Silly Biao, that's why you can only sleep in a shared bed that can accommodate dozens of people in Stanley! Why are you so free today to accompany an old man like me to bask in the sun?”

Dumb Biao didn't care about Uncle Tong's mockery. He smiled foolishly."No, Uncle Tong. Your disciple borrowed 20 million troops. It was a big deal! This kind of beautiful thing is hard to come by!"

As Dumb Biao spoke, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment."Uncle Tong, look at how I respected and took care of you in the brothel!

Can you help me give me an A…It wasn't... Fist King Yi, pass on the word, 20 million to borrow troops, count me in!”

Uncle Tong squinted his eyes under the sunlight and glanced at Dumb Biao with a smile.

"Brother Silly Biao, you're in a pit now! If you're not a Justice of Peace, you'll be counted in? Are you going to break out of prison to help that idiot Heavenly Justice?”

Dumb Biao scratched the back of his head and squatted down on the bench like a monkey."Uncle Tong, stop messing with me! I'm in the bitter kiln, but my brother is outside! Don't look at me like this. I used to be very fierce when I led people to kill people. All my brothers can fight and dare to fight!

He would be leaving in a few months. He had to earn some money to start a business outside. I heard from my subordinate that everything outside is rising in price now. If I don't earn some money, I can't even afford to go to the building!”

"Business?" Uncle Tong rolled his eyes. What kind of business could a gangster talk about?

Uncle Tong stood up. The sun was shining enough, and it was almost time for him to go out. Uncle Tong was ready to go back.

"I can't help you pass the message. However, if you really want to earn this money, just ask your spy to look for him and say that I introduced him.

As for whether he will give me face, I don't know.

After all, he was a big shot now!”

Uncle Tong put his hands behind his back and slowly walked back. He lowered his head and muttered softly,"Toss it! 20 million to borrow troops? I don't even have 20,000 yuan in my account, and this loser has 20 million yuan? I don't have any Yin techniques…"

A ** had borrowed 20 million yuan to make such a huge commotion. The waves in the game were already higher than people. There was no reason for the police not to know.

Zhicheng Huang walked out of the office with an ugly expression.

His underling, who was dressed in casual clothes, quickly went up to him."How is it, sir? What do you mean?"

Zhicheng Huang exhaled a mouthful of foul air and put the police officer's ID card in his pocket in frustration.

"What else can I say? He wants us to keep an eye on the A-class goods! Big Brother was about to retire. He had been eyeing this position for a long time. The Gweilo had given a death order that there must not be any more fights between hundreds of people.”

Zhicheng Huang turned his head and glanced at the assistant director nameplate hanging on the door of the office.

"In short, society is stable! There must not be any large-scale complaints from the citizens. Otherwise, you and I won't be able to bear the consequences.”

"Throw!" He pretended to be a police officer and gave the middle finger to the office of the Gweilo.

"Damn it! Why didn't you think about social stability when you were taking in fake money money? Why would a gangster donate to the logistics department for no reason?

Young and dangerous people worship Guan Gong! He's not here to worship Buddha!"

Zhicheng Huang patted his assistant's shoulder and comforted him."That's enough! Don't say anymore.

The person in charge of the Gweilo was the Queen! He couldn't afford to offend her! Let's go, follow me to meet the A * s!

Let's see if there's anything else to talk about. Even if we can't reach an agreement, we have to warn them to restrain themselves.

A few hundred people showing off their horses on the streets consecutively within a month. Did they really think that we were scumbags and did not do anything?”

"Are you kidding me? Sir Huang! In this day and age, the police still had to talk to the young and dangerous? Was there any justice in this world! If he directly pulled out He Lian Sheng's A-grade charity and Old Fu's immortal hair, wouldn't the world be at peace?”The police officer in plain clothes followed Zhicheng Huang as he grumbled in his heart.

"Pull people? There was no evidence. He could be locked up for life. He could be released today, released tomorrow, and beaten up the day after tomorrow.

Besides, I'm already shocked that the A-grade goods are willing to lend me 20 million!

He had 20 million to borrow troops, and if he donated a few million more to the Ghostly Guys, it would be like pouring water!

Huang Qifa and Cai Liangquan, these two losers, were beating drums and gongs.

If I play the suona again.

The three of them didn't need to be servants anymore. They could just go to the entrance of the funeral parlor to do some work. When the time came, they would have to beg those big brothers to take care of their business!”

In the Nightingale Bar, the Ghost Buddha sat in front of Gu Zhengyi obediently.

"Big brother Yi, the people are set. Four batches of people.

Da Mu from the United English Society, Da Fei from the Hongxing Society, Crippled Green from the Dong 'an Society, and Minghua from the Hetu Society. There were about 1300 people in total, and all of them could fight.”

1300 people? Gu Zhengyi nodded and lit a cigarette. The number of people was suitable. Including his own underlings, there were about two to three thousand people. Everyone dared to fight.

It was enough to deal with Old Fu! After all, Old Fu's Fatty Li and a few other halls had already negotiated with him. They would not put in any effort to act with him. The only ones they had to deal with were the people with immortal hair.

Old Fu boasted that he had 10,000 people, but only 3,000 or 4,000 people were brave enough to kill people. Moreover, some of them were fishing in troubled waters.

Old Fu had already been swept by Gu Zhengyi in two halls, plus Fatty Li and the other few halls, they did not put in any effort, so no matter how one looked at it, the advantage was on Gu Zhengyi's side.

"He Lianfu? Immortal hair? Eat sh * t!" Gu Zhengyi put out his cigarette, his eyes revealing a fierce glint.

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