An hour later, Hehe Western Restaurant.
Chen Yi looked at Zuo Zuo and Hong Wen with a pained face and said, "What on earth are you talking about! Just for a few fake watches? The same goes for that Tiger. The ex-factory price here is one hundred and fifty, and he just Selling for 1,617, it doesn’t give others a way to survive at all! He deserves to be thrown into the street."
The left hand rolled his eyes: "Young people, they all want to be powerful. They will come to beat people for the smallest thing. Isn't it a good idea to get money?"
Chen Yi joked: "Speak as if you are very old."
He waved his hand with his left hand: "No more talking. I have already made an appointment with Ni Kun to sit down and talk. It would be best not to fight, but there is little hope. Damn it, don't fight in West Kowloon. If it affects my Business, I’ll kill those two old guys!”
. . .
In the afternoon, Ni Kun’s house.
Zuo Zuo and Hong Wen were sitting opposite Ni Kun.
"Rare visitors, Jiu, Zuo Zuo, this is your first time coming to my house."
Hong Wen said: "Yes, we have never troubled Uncle Kun. It's just that this time the matter has become serious, so we have to come to you."
"When you come to my house for the first time, you should be treated like this, but you also know that Gandhi treated Shuai Hui as his nephew and treated him like his own son. Now that Shuai Hui is in the ICU, it's hard to say whether he will survive or not. I He won’t listen to what you say.”
"But Old Guitian's real son is really dead! Alas, this matter has caused trouble. His Thirteenth Sister has already gone to talk to him, but I don't have much hope. I just hope that Uncle Kun will also do his best. Just leave it to fate.”
"As long as you understand my difficulties, I don't want to make it so big, but Gandhi can't listen to anything anymore."
"Okay, we'll give you this face and wait until you talk about it. Left hand, let's go."
"Third brother, I'll give you a gift."
After the third uncle sent the two of them off and returned, Gandhi walked out of a certain room with an aggrieved look on his face.
"Uncle Kun, it's not that I want to fight, it's Ah Tian who is staring at me. Now he is not only Ah Hui, but I also want to kill him!"
"You just stay at my house to hide from the limelight during this period. I'll keep an eye on Shuai Hui for you. We'll wait until Shuai Hui's results come out. Oh, I hope he can survive."
"Thank you, Uncle Kun."
. . .
Mongkok's small bar, in a private room, Uncle Xing, Lao Guitian, and Thirteenth Sister are sitting.
"Uncle Tian, what do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything. Gandhi and Shuai Hui must die!"
"Then what should I do here? Aunt Yu sent me a message. There must be no chaos in Mong Kok. You have killed Gandhi a hundred times. If Ni Kun comes over, can I help you carry it?"
At this time, Uncle Xing said with a straight face: "What? We are your uncle's generation after all, so what's the point of helping the seniors of the club? Without the club, how could you get to where you are today?"
boom! Thirteenth sister patted the table and stared at the old ghost Tian: "Is this what you mean, Uncle Tian?"
Old Gui Tian looked at Thirteenth Sister's eyes and felt a sense of fear in his heart. However, when he thought of his dead son, he immediately became tough again: "Yes! What's the matter? I said the same thing to Jiang Sheng."
Thirteenth sister stood up slowly and said through gritted teeth: "Okay! Okay! Then I wish Uncle Tian success!"
"Ahua, see off the guests!"
Old Gui Tian and Uncle Xing snorted and left without saying a word.
Thirteenth sister took out her mobile phone and dialed.
"Ah, I haven't reached an agreement here, so you should be prepared."
After hanging up, he made another call: "Brother Teapot, we haven't reached an agreement. I have something to ask you. Yizi and I will go to your place and talk about it later."
. . .
Yau Ma Tei Hehe Western Restaurant.
Sitting opposite to the left are Qiao Gang leader Lu Qichang and Lu Zhongxin Miao Zhishun of West Kowloon O Ji.
"Now, Sir Miao and Sir Lu, don't say that I won't help. I informed you just after the talk between Tim and Gandhi broke down at noon. If they fight, not only will you be scolded, but my business will also be affected. I can do it. I've done everything, you can't ask me to shake people up to break up the fight, right? I'm in a serious business!"
Lu Qichang and Miao Zhishun were full of lawsuits after hearing this. They believed Zuo Zuo's words that he was doing serious business.
The three weird places in Mong Kok, Yau Ma Tei, and Kowloon City do not allow loose fans. The ladies in the horse stalls are all voluntary. They never force people to buy or sell when setting up stalls. There is no credit for meals, and the fees for all kinds of restaurants are less than others. Up to 20%, even the protection fees are collected in the name of the security company.
At most, it's just a side effect. Usually the guys in West Kowloon always lament that it would be great if other prefixes in West Kowloon were like these three groups.
It's not like I haven't thought about attacking these three groups, but I don't know why there are so many fierce people on the opposite side, and the front is simply not strong enough.
There were also a few times when some little guy was about to rope in the whole family for a sneak attack. As soon as everyone gathered, another bad boy who had drawn the life and death lottery came to work with an ak, and that was it. All the prefixes in Kowloon acquiesce to the bizarre gossip of these three groups.
Lu Qichang and Miao Zhishun are also very annoyed here. It's Christmas soon, and if there is any big news, they will definitely not get anything good to eat.
But looking at Zuo Zuo, there was no way to force Zuo Zuo Hongwen to do what they did. They couldn't really persuade others to break up the fight. Besides, they would still fight after trying to persuade Zuo Zuo today. The two of them looked helpless.
At this time, the left hand came over and said: "Two sirs, if, I mean if the old ghost Tian dies, and we take over his territory, won't we not have so many worries?"
Miao Zhishun and Lu Qichang looked shocked, OK! Your fox tail is finally exposed. Is this why you invited us here for a long time?
"What the hell are you doing! Can you talk about this kind of thing casually? Don't do it?"
"I want to mess around, but I'm in serious business! Sir!"
After the three of them talked for a while, Lu Qichang and Miao Zhishun stood up and left. As they left, they still thought about the proposal on their left hand from time to time, but they still refrained from thinking about it further every time. Just an idea took root in their hearts. What would happen if the entire Hong Kong community was like these three groups of weirdos?
. . .
Kowloon City District, a bar.
Wang Bao, Thirteenth Sister, Zuo Zuo, Hong Wenjiu and Chen Yi were seated.
As soon as his left hand hung up the phone, he complained.
"It's okay now, Shuai Hui can't hold it in anymore, so let's beat him. When they finish beating me, I'll send them to see my son!"
"Tell me first what Ni Kun said?"
"What else can I say? Gandhi's eyes were red and he looked like he wanted to kill someone."
"The year before last, Gao Laochai had a fight with Lao Gui Tim about the minibus line and he was hacked; last year in Yuen Long, Ah Ji had a quarrel with Lao Gui Tim and was hacked again. Lao Gui Tim likes to chop people so much that I will accompany him. Cut enough!"
"Okay, okay, let's check the situation first, but we have to prepare the people first. There will definitely be a traffic jam in Yau Tsim Mong tonight. Let's take over Lao Guitian's parking business and the minibus line first. "
Chen Yi shook his head at this time: "We have already said that we can't reach an agreement. Anyway, it can't end without one of them dying. If you can finish it before Christmas and tie up the end, won't it be over?"
Hong Wen nodded: "Yizai is right, one of them must be killed. Gandhi has been hiding in Ni Kun's house, so let's take care of the old ghost Tian. Can you handle Hong Xing's thirteenth sister?"
Thirteenth sister interjected: "Okay, let's take care of Uncle Xing as well. In order to prevent the food from being so ugly, we gave away the Mong Kok parking business and the minibus line. Jiang Tiansheng gave it to the two of them again. Since the two old guys are so shameless, then we have done everything right, and we will digest their territory in West Kowloon internally."
After Wang Bao thought for a while, he agreed: "Okay, I'll let Aji take care of it."
"Uncle Xing, I'll ask Guizai to take care of it."
"Let me tell Ni Kun first that Gandhi must bear the death of these two people, and then let Gandhi shed some blood."
"Okay, then get ready to do something."
