Rise of Hong Kong, 49 Zai Becomes the Number One Financial Family
3 Stepping on Hong Kong

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Zhao Endong glanced at the three people in front of him and said casually.

"You crawled out from the pile of dead people on the battlefield. Instead of making a name for yourself, you're here selling fish balls?”

Zhao Endong's tone was calm, as if he was talking to himself, but it was like a bolt from the blue in the ears of those people.

They didn't understand how this person could tell, but they didn't want to admit it, so they could only pretend not to understand.

"What are you talking about? We don't understand."

Zhao Endong didn't answer but continued to speak.

"No matter how well you disguise yourself, you can't hide your killing intent, especially those who have been baptized by the flames of war!”

The few of them were shocked again.

Could it be that he really saw through our murderous aura?

Zhao Endong looked at the expressions on their faces and knew that his guess was right.

The few of them had pained and helpless expressions on their faces, and their fists were clenched so tightly that they made cracking sounds.

Who didn't want to make a name for themselves?

Who would be willing to stay here and sell fishballs? Being bullied all day?

However, if they were asked to oppress the people and do those heartless things, they would not be able to do it!

Because they had sworn under the flag that they would use their lives to protect the people!

Zhao Endong seemed to have seen through their thoughts and continued.

"Don't worry, I won't let you do things like bullying ordinary people.”

"Only the weak will swing their blades at the weaker ones. I want to swing my blades at the strong! He will trample the entire Hong Kong under his feet!"

Zhao Endong spoke with confidence, but it shocked the few of them.

" Stepping on Hong Kong?"

The few of them muttered, repeatedly savoring this sentence.

The fighting spirit that he had long lost seemed to have been ignited again.

Before he came to Hong Kong, he heard that this place was full of gold. As long as one had the ability, they could earn a lot of money.

They had come to Hong Kong with the intention of making a name for themselves, but they had never expected Hong Kong to be like this.

Clubs ran amok, and the police collected money without doing anything. Ordinary people could only struggle to survive.

Originally, with their skills, they could have made a name for themselves by joining the club.

However, the few of them who used to be soldiers were unwilling to do those things that bullied the people. They could only sell snacks on the streets to make a living.

As time passed, he lost his original ambition.

This was a portrait of an era.

Countless people came to Hong Kong with hope, but they were defeated by the cruel reality.

In the end, they became the most ordinary members.

However, Zhao Endong was different. He came back with his memories.

It was like a max level big shot deleting his account and coming back to the novice village. Wouldn't he still be killing with his eyes closed?

Zhao Endong's words rekindled hope in the few of them. They struggled violently in their hearts and nodded at each other.

The person just now gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Endong.

"Good! We're willing to follow you!"

Zhao Endong nodded in satisfaction.

The few of them smiled. In this chaotic era, nothing was more precious than having a trustworthy friend.

"Boss, we still don't know your name.”

After deciding to follow Zhao Endong, the few of them were no longer on guard. The person in the lead asked with a smile.

"My name is Zhao Endong. You can call me Dong.”

Seeing that they were older than him, Zhao Endong didn't want to take advantage of them, but they firmly refused.

Those who came out of the army only recognized their positions, not their ages.

Therefore, although Zhao Endong was younger than them, he still insisted on calling him boss.

Zhao Endong had no choice but to accept this reality.

Then, they introduced themselves briefly.

The person whose stall was smashed was called Song Weimin. He had a square face and looked very serious.

The other two were called Wang Meng and Xu Fei.

Wang Meng had a fierce face and a fierce look. He always looked fearless.

Xu Fei was the youngest of the three. He had an innocent smile on his face, which made him seem a little childish compared to the two of them.

Zhao Endong briefly understood the origins of the three of them. It was similar to what he thought.

After coming down from the battlefield, life was difficult. He wanted to come to Hong Kong to make money so that his family could live a good life.

Zhao Endong nodded.

"Pack your things first, first…"

He was about to give them some money to clean himself up, but he suddenly remembered that he had no money when he touched his pocket.

He was afraid that his three new underlings were richer than him, so he could only rub his nose awkwardly.

"Go back and settle down first. Deal with all your junk. We'll meet here tomorrow.”

At this moment, several of Sinister Hua's subordinates had already carried their boss, who was already foaming at the mouth, and another underling away.

Zhao Endong sent them back to his home, a ten-square-meter low-rent house.

After taking a shower and looking at himself in the mirror, Zhao Endong was very satisfied.

He had a well-defined face, and his short hair was very neat.

Although his muscles did not look exaggerated, they were very well-proportioned. His broad shoulders gave him a sense of security.

Most importantly, he was nearly 1.9 meters tall, making him look very attractive.

At this time, Zhao Endong was simply a lady killer. No matter which girl saw him, they would probably fall for him.

Zhao Endong clenched his fist lightly and felt his muscles full of strength. A masculine aura arose spontaneously.

Today, when he grabbed Sinister Hua, he felt a little strange.

Although Sinister Hua was thin and weak, he was still an adult who weighed more than 100 pounds. It was effortless for him to lift him up.

Zhao Endong smiled and shook his head.

"Perhaps this is the benefit of transmigrators?”

Generally, transmigrators had systems. Zhao Endong was about to look for his own system when he suddenly heard a knock on the door...

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