Eleven o'clock, on the second floor of a restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui.
Gandhi, Guohua, Niggi, and Wen Zheng are eating hot pot.
"Today is the 14th, and everyone has to report to the Ni family."
Wen Zheng picked up a piece of meat and dipped it in the bowl while saying, "I'm the youngest here, so I'll say the bad things first. Starting from this month, I won't give Uncle Kun any more numbers. What do the three big guys mean?"
The atmosphere became tense as soon as he finished speaking. The four people made eye contact for a while, and the nigger took the lead in raising his glass.
"Here, cheers."
The four people raised their glasses and clinked them one after another. The atmosphere suddenly became lighter. Only Gandhi was worried about something.
At this time, Han Chen came downstairs and his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Sir Huang, what's going on?"
"Hey, what are your people doing downstairs in Guohua?"
"Let's not talk about it today."
"Don't play with me."
"Let's talk about it another time."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and went upstairs, greeted the four people and moved a chair to the table.
Guohua smiled and said to Han Chen: "We would be very happy if you came to eat. We will talk about other things after tonight. Let's eat."
"Eat."
. . .
Ni Yongxiao came to a room near the restaurant. A group of people had been waiting for a long time. One of them handed a box to Ni Yongxiao.
"Thank you." Ni Yongxiao thanked him, took the box, opened it, looked at it, took out his cell phone and called Guohua.
"How's it going, Axiao."
"Guohua, I know you have been discussing casino business in Macau recently. I have reached an agreement with the government to see if you are interested in doing it together."
"Uncle Kun is dead, I have no interest in anything."
"That's true. You went to Macau not only to discuss business, but also to have fun with Gandhi's wife."
After hearing this, the smile on Guohua's face disappeared and he glanced at Gandhi. Others also looked at Guohua strangely.
"Sorry, I can't let go of the casino in Macau. I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he left. Gandhi immediately took out his mobile phone and called Ni Yongxiao: "Ni Sheng, I don't know why Guohua turned in the numbers. In short, I have no need to discuss it."
"I'm not going to discuss it with you, just tell the nigger to listen."
Gandhi handed the phone to the nigger with a confused look on his face.
"Hey nigga, I don't know why he called you on my property."
The nigger picked up the phone and immediately said: "How about Xiao, what Gandhi said is what I said. If he doesn't hand it over, I won't hand it over either."
"It doesn't matter. I heard that you were very close to Gandhi recently. They even transported a batch of heroin together, but it was robbed. Each of them lost several million. Fortunately, I picked it up in your warehouse. Do you want me now? Give it to Gandhi’s young man?”
After hearing this, the nigger looked at Gandhi silently, and Gandhi quickly asked: "What is he talking about?"
The nigger returned the phone to Gandhi and left without saying a word.
Seeing that the two of them had left, Wen Zheng smiled helplessly and said: "The five gangs in Tsim Sha Tsui, including Guohua and Nigga, have all turned in. Adding Brother Chen, it's three to two. I'm the youngest here. I can't do it. You two, take your leave." "
Han Chen glanced at Gandhi with a smile, wiped the sweat on his face with a towel, and picked up a glass of Coke: "Don't think so much, cheers."
While Gandhi was playing on the phone in annoyance, he picked up a bottle of Coke and touched it.
"Afen, give me the number."
After saying that, he slammed the phone on the table angrily.
. . .
At this time, Huang Zhicheng and Lu Qichang came to the room where Ni Yongxiao had come based on the information from Huang Zhicheng's informant. They did not see Ni Yongxiao. Only one person told him: "Sir Huang, Ni Sheng asked me to talk to you. He went to have a supper." It’s night.”
There was a suitcase at the scene. Lu Qichang took it over and opened it. There were more than a dozen magazines. He picked up the suitcase and walked downstairs. When he went downstairs, he saw Ni Yongxiao and a group of horses eating at a late-night snack stall. With a look of displeasure, he opened the box and placed it in front of Ni Yongxiao.
Huang Zhicheng shouted from behind: "Ni Sheng, are you eating so late?" Lu Qichang took out a magazine from the box and stood aside to read it.
Ni Yongxiao stopped his chopsticks and said, "Dad has been used to having late-night snacks here for so many years. I've just been doing some work and it's my custom to come here for a visit. Are you interested in joining us?"
"It seems that this job is yours, thank you for your hard work."
Ni Yongxiao suddenly looked at Lu Qichang with a strange look and said, "It's not hard work. You worked hard tonight, but you got nothing. Wouldn't it be more hard work tonight? Oh, those people in the room are private detectives I hired, originally to investigate and kill people." My father’s murderer, but they actually have something they want to sell to me, but it’s not very suitable to hand over to Sir Huang, Sir Lu, just take it.”
Lu Qichang suddenly raised his head and stopped turning the book in his hand. Ni Yongxiao's eyes looked a little strange, and after hearing this sentence, he felt something was wrong, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
I saw Ni Yongxiao taking out a box of video tapes from his side and handing it to Lu Qichang: "Sir Lu, go back and watch it slowly, it's so exciting! I have a few more boxes here. If you accidentally lose the tape, you can continue to come to me for it."
Lu Qichang suppressed the feeling in his heart, put the belt on the table, and smiled: "Ah Xiao, your performance tonight is really good. I hope you will continue to be like this in the future. We don't want to see anything unhappy." Wan shouted to the guys behind him: "Let's go!" He picked up the belt and turned around to leave.
Ni Yongxiao suddenly raised his head: "I'm sorry to disappoint Sir Lu. You should say this to Brother Zuo and Brother Jiu, but it's not a disappointment, because they will definitely not make Sir Lu unhappy."
The sudden information caught Lu Qichang off guard. Lu Qichang suddenly turned around and stared at Ni Yongxiao: "Ah Xiao! What do you mean?"
Ni Yongxiao didn't say anything. He just took off his glasses and wiped them. Tears were already rolling in his eyes. After sobbing, he replied: "Sir Lu, I'm in serious business. You and Sir Huang shouldn't come to me for this kind of thing. I I advise Sir Lu to go back and read the tape first before making a decision. Also, Brother Zuo made an appointment with you and me to have dinner at Hehe at noon tomorrow."
The ominous premonition in Lu Qichang's heart became more and more serious. Without saying a word, he turned around and pulled Huang Zhicheng, who wanted to say something else, and left. Huang Zhicheng didn't know what Ni Yongxiao was up to, so he could only leave with Lu Qichang first. Before leaving, he glanced at Ni Yongxiao. , happened to meet his gaze.
I found that Ni Yongxiao had been looking at me calmly, but looking at his eyes, I felt a chill in my heart for some reason.
After Lu Qichang and Huang Zhicheng left with their waiters, Han Chen jogged and took three packs of cigarettes from his younger brother and handed them to Ni Yongxiao.
"Thanks."
Then Ni Yongxiao sobbed again and recalled while unpacking his cigarette: "Dad used to run a small gambling stall. From a small business with a few cents to now, no one in Tsim Sha Tsui doesn't know him."
He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff and continued: "He often said that he would have to pay back sooner or later if he came out to fool around. I didn't expect today..." With a sob, he put the cigarette on the bowl of rice on the table and raised the cup. Touched the job: "I will always remember this day."
After saying this, everyone stood up and sprinkled more than half of the wine in their glasses on the ground and drank the rest. After drinking, they raised their glasses high with one hand to worship the sky.
The only thing left on the street was a group of people at a late-night snack stall, quietly raising their glasses. At this time, the violent storm in Tsim Sha Tsui had just begun.
. . .
One o'clock in the morning, Xiaoxiao.
Chen Yi, Thirteenth Sister, Wang Bao, Hong Wenjiu, and the left hand are sitting in a circle.
Thirteenth sister said: "It seems that Ah Xiao has finally decided."
The left hand held his head with both hands and said with a worried look on his face: "Stop talking, I don't even know how to deal with Sir Lu tomorrow."
Hong Wen shook his head. It would be very simple if he just killed people, but now the situation is a bit complicated.
Chen Yi looked unhappy and said: "Now Ah Xiao wants to give you all the land in Tsim Sha Tsui, so that the Ni family can be completely whitewashed, but Ah Xiao's conditions are too embarrassing. Huang Zhicheng is on the street! The Yan family shovels! He Can’t you endure it for another year? Wait until Ni Kun has taken care of everything before doing anything else!”
"Ignore Huang Zhicheng for now, should Ah Xiao do it to those five people in Tsim Sha Tsui, or should we do it?"
"We'll do it, but Han Chen, Marry, and the bad guy who's doing this will have to leave Ah Xiao alive."
Listening to the discussion of the four people, Chen Yi thought for a while and said: "Tonight, we will kidnap Huang Zhicheng, Han Chen, Marry and that bad boy and send them to the Titanium Kingdom, let the doctor help watch them, and wait for the rest to be discussed with Lu Qichang tomorrow. Do things later.”
Then he explained to his left hand for a while, and then he patted his head with his black left hand: "You are still the most alert, Yi Zai! Just do it like this, I will call Ah Xiao first later."
Chen Yi was not at all happy after being praised, and his expression was still annoyed: "Push to the street! Don't expect Huang Zhicheng, a shovel from the Yan family, to die so easily!"
. . .
At the same time, Secretary O of the West Kowloon Police Station.
Lu Qichang and Huang Zhicheng watched the tape in silence with complicated expressions.
After a long time, Lu Qichang stood up, said a word to Huang Zhicheng and left.
"It's really exciting, you are so photogenic!"
