morning.
Six o'clock.
Hutchison Tea House.
Uncle Deng and his uncles, Lian Sheng, were sitting on the third floor of the teahouse in Tuo Di, Causeway Bay.
On the long tea table in front of them, there were baskets of refreshments, steaming out, and a cup of tea to wake them up in the morning.
Refreshments include steamed phoenix, shrimp dumplings, steamed rice rolls, braised pork ribs, etc...
Big D, Lin Huaile and others, as well as the leader of Lian Sheng Hall, also stood with their hands tied and armed with pistols.
A large group of men wearing black short-breasted jackets stared at a figure, wearing a black windbreaker, three-edged military spurs, and a face full of evil.
Uncle Deng leaned on his cane with both hands, opened his eyes and said aloud: "I heard you want to see me?"
These horses are already the last elite force in the winning streak.
And the other party is arrogant and ruthless.
Therefore, Deng Bo wanted to preserve his strength and give money to God, so he did not act rashly.
Haha, it is easier to ask God than to send him away.
And winning streak is to realize the true meaning of this sentence.
Hiring a killer is more troublesome than borrowing a loan shark.
Fortunately, Dumbledore's attitude was to try his best to solve the problem, and no conflict broke out between the two parties yet.
Wang Jianjun said aloud: "Prepare the share that my brother deserves...I will continue to kill the people he didn't kill!"
Wang Jianjun held a military thorn in his hand, raised his sword eyebrows, and faced the surrounding dozens of guns with an unfazed expression.
Deng Bo knew that the original price offered by "Long Gen" to Wang Jianguo was 500,000. According to the rules of the road, half of the deposit was given before the action, and half of the final payment was given after the action.
Although Long Gen promised Wang Jianguo to pay the full amount if he canceled the operation, Wang Jianguo did not show up at all at that time, but continued to carry out the killer mission.
Of course, the final outcome is that Wang Jianguo rushes to the street.
And the final payment of that batch has still not been delivered.
Therefore, Uncle Deng was well prepared, raised his palm and patted twice.
His fat and loose palms were wrinkled, and they were still trembling when he was patted lightly. The sound produced is not loud, but the movement is obvious.
The people around were obviously watching the big man's actions. At this moment, a young man carried two money boxes, strode to the tea table, put the money box firmly in place, and then opened the money box with a click, revealing Brand new Hong Kong dollars inside.
The amount of money is obviously more than 500,000, and there is more than a balance of 250,000.
After Master Su put the money away, he returned to the crowd.
Dumble pointed to the cash box with one finger and said: "A total of seven hundred thousand."
"We and Liansheng are hospitable. There is no reason for you to make your trip in vain."
He Liansheng is really spending money to eliminate disasters. If he says it, he will lose face in the world. However, when He Liansheng is seeking survival now, it is not the time to talk about face.
If Wang Jianjun is allowed to stir up trouble in Hong Kong Island again, the price paid will definitely be more than hundreds of thousands.
The trouble caused is more likely to burn down the entire Helian Sheng.
What's more, Wang Jianjun is not a man of the world. For him, it is not important to pay attention to the world, but to make the wisest choice.
Really speaking, people who go to Jianghu will not know how to laugh and win.
"Please come back."
Seven hundred thousand was placed on the table. Uncle Deng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He then raised his palm to see the guest off. His words meant that Wang Jianjun should leave Hong Kong Island.
He was still afraid that Wang Jianjun wouldn't understand, so he added aloud: "Ale, arrange a boat for Mr. Wang."
"Yes, Uncle Deng." Lin Huaile stood beside him and nodded in response.
Wang Jianjun sneered ferociously: "I am a killer."
"Not a beggar!"
"What do you want?" Dumber suddenly narrowed his eyes and put his hand on the table.
"I vowed never to let anyone shoot my brother again..."
"Everyone is here to do it!" Dumbledore argued.
Wang Jianjun looked at the sermon and said: "There is a difference between closeness and distance. I only care about my brother..."
"You're looking for death!" One of Helian Sheng's boys raised his pistol, stepped forward, and held it against Wang Jianjun's head.
"Whoa!" Wang Jianjun turned around without hesitation, and the military thorn in his hand was stained with blood.
Brother He Liansheng's neck was suddenly scratched, and there was a burst of blood in the teahouse, and he fell limply to the ground.
"Crash!" Dozens of young men raised their pistols at the same time and pointed their guns at Wang Jianjun.
However, Wang Jianjun's steps slipped and he stood beside Deng Bo, still holding the three-edged military thorn in his backhand. But Dumble's usually calm cheeks could no longer help but tremble slightly at this moment.
The scene reached a deadlock for a while, with Lin Huaile, Big D and others cursing inwardly: "The lunatic! Another lunatic!"
"This lunatic is even more lunatic than the last one!"
But they didn't fire immediately.
Uncle Deng took a deep breath and sighed solemnly: "How many years has it been since no one dared to kill someone in Tuo Di?"
Uncle Deng picked up the cane beside the table with one hand, then held it with both hands, ready to sacrifice himself and let the horsemen kill Wang Jianjun.
After all, the world is big and the rules are the biggest.
The biggest club!
He has already lived for several decades.
The association cannot be allowed to be controlled by others and end up paying a heavier price.
"Wait a moment!" But then a strong voice sounded.
Wang Bao walked up to the teahouse wearing a large white shirt, a British-style black vest, and leather shoes.
His leading horse "Iron Fist Army" is right next to him.
"Da da da." The footsteps stopped. Wang Bao stood on the third floor, looking down at the corpse on the ground. A flash of caution flashed across his eyebrows. Then he walked between Wang Jianjun and Deng Bo, turned around and blocked Deng Bo behind him, and then He raised his eyes and looked at Wang Jianjun.
"Don't get too excited."
"I'll give you the money! I asked you to kill him! He Liansheng's account is tied to my Zhongyixin sect!"
Wang Baobang has a round waist and thick eyebrows. He looks overweight, but his steps are flexible and powerful. At first glance, he is a practicing master.
At this moment, after he finished speaking in a calm tone, he wanted to reach out and sweep Wang Jianjun's shoulder.
Wang Jianjun twisted his crotch, turned around, waved his arms, and swiped at Wang Bao with a knife on his elbow.
"Haha!" A sharp sword wind blew up.
Wang Bao raised his neck two inches, then exerted force on his abdomen, and immediately bounced up.
He weighs two to three hundred kilograms, which shows how strong his muscles and bones are.
After Wang Bao dodged the blade, he took a step forward, restrained the opponent's arm with his left hand, and suddenly thrust forward with his right hand.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound sounded.
Wang Jianjun was punched in the chest and took a few steps back. He touched his stomach in disbelief, then raised his head and looked at Wang Bao and praised: "Master!"
Wang Bao conquers the world with his fists! He is the most capable boss among the eight major societies!
If he's not a master, who is? No one in the entire Hong Kong community dares to say that they can beat Wang Bao!
Wang Bao stood up with his fists closed, looked at the other party and asked: "How is it? Am I qualified enough to pay the debt?"
Wang Jianjun's grin appeared again, but this time he nodded: "Enough!"
"good!"
"Follow me!" Wang Bao put his hands behind his waist and strode towards the stairs.
Wang Jianjun and Ma Jun both followed Wang Bao.
These three people seemed to have entered a no-man's land, and they felt as if they did not take He Liansheng's people seriously.
This place is obviously Helianshengtuodi, but it looks no different from the street.
We can't blame Wang Bao and the other two for being too arrogant. After all, the three of them together, against the dozens of people in Lian Sheng's room, really weren't enough for them to fight.
What's more, Wang Bao had already gotten rid of the restrictions of the "Shanghai Gang" in 1975 and successfully held the loyalty letter in his hands. With the current strength of Zhongyixin, he can basically crush Helian Sheng, who just suffered a shock.
In terms of skill, power, and Lian Sheng, they are not as good as loyalty and trust, so you can't blame Wang Bao for not taking them seriously.
Moreover, Wang Bao himself is a tough and domineering boss...
"Thank you." At this time, Dumbledore grabbed his cane and shouted with a deep look.
Wang Bao may not take He Liansheng seriously, but He Liansheng still has to make a statement.
After all, Wang Bao can be regarded as helping He Liansheng solve a problem.
Uncle Deng also wanted to get a feel for Zhongyixin and see what Wang Bao wanted to do when he took over.
So he asked Wang Bao.
"Need not!"
"It's also for myself." Wang Bao paused, raised his palm, then looked back at He Liansheng and said: "I went out to play golf in the morning and killed three policemen, and one of them was an inspector!"
"You know what I should do, right?"
Wang Bao clenched his fists, then continued to walk down the teahouse, and said one last sentence: "If you really want to thank me, then don't call the police."
At this moment, Wang Jianjun and Ma Jun both turned back at the same time, and glanced at Uncle Deng as they walked around the corner of the stairs.
When the three of them left Heliansheng Tuodi and got into a car on the street, there was a wave of curses on the third floor.
"Fuck! Why is that old guy Wang Bao so arrogant!"
"How dare you talk nonsense between me and Lianshengtuo! They are all miserable!"
"Damn it! You're just bullying me and Liansheng!"
A group of hall masters all acted as an afterthought.
Uncle Deng said with an unhappy expression: "Shut up!"
The indignant hall master and uncles all shut up.
Deng Bo glanced at the crowd present, secretly thinking in his heart who ventilated Xiang Zhongyixin... No one ventilated it? How did Wang Bao know about Wang Jianjun! How did you know that Wang Jianjun was at Tuodi Tea House?
Now the world is no longer what it used to be. You have a ghost in me, and I have a ghost in you. The police are inserting ghosts into the societies, and the societies are inserting ghosts into each other. Maybe someday there will be ghosts from the societies in the police force!
It depends on which smart person dares to do it!
"You should all pretend that what happened at morning tea never happened." Uncle Deng moved his palms and saw sweat on them.
"Yes, Uncle Deng." The big guys responded one after another.
"Let's go out after chatting...A Le, you stay." After Deng Bo finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
He felt that Big D, who was responsible for contacting Wang Jianjun, was most likely to inform He Liansheng.
Because Big D once learned boxing from Wang Bao, and it is said that he has a good personal relationship with Wang Bao. These relationships were fine when the major social organizations were in the honeymoon period, but they are now very problematic.
Therefore, Uncle Deng has made up his mind that the position of speaker must not be given to a rebel!
After the various hall masters left, Dumble's first words to A Le were: "Call the police!"
…
Tin Hau Temple.
The old blind man had just finished breakfast and took the minibus to go to the temple to work.
At this time, his buttocks were still hot from sitting, so he suddenly pinched his fingers and looked up at the early morning sky.
"Not good! The daytime star appears, and the three stars of Sha Po Lang will shine!"
"The starlight points to the west, the killing point is in the west area!"
"And the star power is even better than before! Many people will die!"
The old blind man obviously couldn't see anything, but he could still mutter something and pull out a bunch of blind copywriting.
