Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 495
"If there is nothing else."

Jimmy turned his body sideways, glanced at Zhong Wenze, and his eyes fell on Azu:
"Then I'll go first, without hindering the two of you from fishing."

According to Jimmy's informant, the policeman named Azu next to Zhong Wenze is the son of the Chief Superintendent.

This can't help but make him a little curious.

How could the son of the chief superintendent willingly follow Zhong Wenze, and even act as a subordinate.

fantastic.

Because their identities are not equal.

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze nodded slightly, and caught the change in Jimmy's gaze: "Azu, you send Mr. Li off."

"no, I'm fine."

Jimmy quickly waved his hand and strode towards the shore.

On the side of the road.

Brother Jiaqian waited by the car, opened the door and waited for Jimmy to get in the car, and then closed the door:
"How did the conversation go? Add money, give me money, I'll help you make them two right now, and throw them into the pond to feed the fish."

"Add money, add money, add money, don't just add money all day long!"

Jimmy rolled his eyes angrily: "These two people, don't move, they are our allies now."

"it is good."

Brother Jiaqian didn't talk nonsense, he concentrated on driving the car, and muttered in a low voice: "Fucking the street, I lost another business."

The car drove away slowly.

"Brother Ze."

Azu looked at the leaving car, and looked at Zhong Wenze: "Are we really going to help him put pressure on He Liansheng now?"

"Just make sense, it's early."

Zhong Wenze took a sip of his cigarette and breathed out: "Jimmy's mind is no worse than Le Shao's. If he is too relaxed and sits in the position of the talker, it will not do us much good."

"Then what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that Le Shao must have already got it."

Zhong Wenze grinned: "You arrange two good players to keep a close eye on Dongguan Tsai and Le Shao, and get their movements. I feel that they will make a big move soon."

the end.

He added again: "Remember, you only need to get their movements. As for what they are doing, don't stop them, just let them go."

"Ok."

How could Azu not understand the reason why the praying mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind him, so he answered and left directly.

"hiss"

Zhong Wenze took a puff of the cigarette, and exhaled a long and thin line of blue smoke from in front of his face:

"Le Shao, you don't even wear a helmet when fishing, it's easy to get bloody."

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in the afternoon.

With Liansheng internally, there was another discussion on who will be the next speaker.

The result is still the same as before.

The older generation of uncles headed by Deng Bo strongly recommended Jimmy as the speaker, while some uncles firmly agreed with Le Shao as the speaker.

Both sides held a word, and the scene was deadlocked as usual.

Everyone knows it.

This is the end game that is yet to come.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Dumbledore's residence.

"Dumbo."

Le Shao held the teacup and poured boiling water into it: "This is your favorite tea, I brought it specially for you."

"No need."

Dumbledore sat on the stool leaning on a cane, grabbed the cane and tapped a few times on the floor:
"If it's about the talker, don't use it to please me. I said let Jimmy be the talker, and that's him."

"Dumbo."

Le Shao frowned when he heard the words, and came to Deng Bo with a teacup: "Why are you so persistent?"

"It's true that Jimmy has a big business, but he's just a business person, and he doesn't understand the management of the club at all."

"Let him be the speaker, I can guarantee that He Liansheng will fall apart before the next speaker."

"Humph."

Deng Bo glanced at Le Shao coldly, and snorted coldly: "You look down on everyone now."

"Yes, the past two years and Liansheng have indeed been quiet for several years under your leadership, but Jimmy's skills are also good."

"What are you doing with Liansheng? You want to make money. Jimmy can obviously bring more benefits to the society and make more money. Let him be the talker, and we will share a lot of money."

His tone became quite cold: "Why do you hold on to the position and not let go?"

"Dumbo."

Le Shao's brows were frowned, and the patience in his heart was completely lost: "I'll tell you."

"okay!"

Dun Bo's crutches tapped on the ground, and he stood up while supporting the crutches:

"I advise you to be more sensible. To be a human being, you need to know how to retreat bravely. Jimmy's election as the talker is the general trend, and you can't stop it."

"It's better to give up your position honestly, so that you can have a good reputation and be respected when you get old!"

"Grass!"

Le Shao's mood burst instantly, and he threw the teacup in his hand on the table heavily, and the tea splashed all over the table:

"Jimmy, Jimmy, I don't understand why you favor this young boy so much, what's wrong with him?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Deng Bo didn't bother to continue communicating with Le Shao, grabbed the pet dog's rope, got up and walked outside:

"As long as I'm here, it's impossible to support you, Le Shao, as the speaker. Rules are rules. No one has ever been able to be re-elected as the speaker!"

"If you're sensible, hand over the faucet stick and account books right now, and everyone will welcome the next one in a friendly manner!"

"impossible!"

Le Shao gritted his teeth and refused directly: "Only I know where the dragon head stick is. Don't let me be the person in charge. You will never see it again in this life."

"Ale!"

Deng Bo also completely lost his patience: "Don't have any more useless ideas, if you continue like this, you will hit the streets!"

"You can decide for yourself."

Done.

Dumbledore stopped talking to Le Shao, opened the door and prepared to go downstairs.

"..."

Le Shao's face was gloomy, his lips twitched as he stared at the fat figure of Deng Bo who reached out to open the door, and clenched his teeth.

The masseter muscles on both sides of the cheeks are obvious, and the slightly white beard stands up, which seems to be shining silver under the light.

"Immortal!"

Le Shao looked at Deng Bo who had gone out, cursed in a low voice, and rushed forward in two or three steps.

Dumbledore felt it, and immediately wanted to turn around.

The fat body had just turned around, and before he could see it clearly, he only felt a burst of impact from his abdomen.

Le Shao's kick has already kicked over.

He was so old that he couldn't stand Le Shao's foot. His fat body couldn't stand upright, and he staggered back two steps.

The soles of the feet are empty.

The spiral staircase was like a life-threatening rope at this moment, and Dun Bo's body rolled down the steps uncontrollably.

"dong dong dong"

The dull physical collision sounded one after another.

After finally rolling down a floor, it barely stopped.

"Immortal!"

Le Shao quickened his pace, followed him down a floor, and looked down at Dun Bo: "Since you support Jimmy so much, then you go to hell and continue to support him!"

Say it.

He grabbed the dying Dumbledore again, pushed his fat body to the edge of the stairs, and pushed it down again.

Dumbledore rolled over again.

"Puff puff."

Le Shao squatted on the ground, looking at Deng Bo who had rolled down and made no sound, panting heavily.

It will take a while.

Le Shao lit a cigarette and took several puffs, suppressed his beating heart, and then went downstairs to leave.

When passing by Deng Bo, he glanced at him blankly, raised his foot and kicked him, and then strode away.

upstairs.

Dun Bo's pet dog squatted on the ground, watching all this silently.

3 minute later.

upstairs.

The door opens.

Zhong Wenze and Azu came out and went down the steps.

"help me."

With his last breath, Deng Bo raised his hand with difficulty, trying to ask Zhong Wenze and Azu for help.

Not finished yet.

His raised hand fell from the air, his head tilted and he was completely silent.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity."

Zhong Wenze looked at the dead Deng Bo, and spread his hands helplessly: "It's not that I didn't save you, it's that you didn't resist."

talking.

He instructed Azu: "Call the police and call the black car to come over."

"it is good."

Azu nodded, and still didn't forget to complain: "Young Master Le is really capable of doing this, uncle of the older generation, he will kill if he says so."

"Society."

Zhong Wenze shrugged: "Society is inherently cannibalistic, let alone big bosses like them."

Fangcai.

The two of them were in the room opposite Dun Bo, and they basically heard their conversation clearly.

Le Shao should be completely crazy by now, and he is already doing things by any means to achieve his goal.

"correct."

Zhong Wenze frowned, remembering something: "Just now this Dumbledore said, what is a dragon head stick?"

Deng Bo said to ask Le Shao to hand over the dragon head stick and the account books. He can understand the account books, but the dragon head stick does not understand.

Isn't it just a stick, without a stick, you can't be a talker?
"No."

Azu looked at Zhong Wenze with a strange face: "The dragon head stick should be a stick with a dragon head carved on it. It should be something extremely authoritative for them and Liansheng."

"It's similar to a totem."

"what"

Zhong Wenze responded, he remembered what Azu said.

This should exist just like the dog-beating stick of the beggar gang, and it is a symbol of the gang's authority.

That grabbed the position, but if you can't get the stick, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public or what to say.

but.

Zhong Wenze always thought that this was just the effect of filming in film and television dramas, but he didn't expect that in real life, this kind of symbolic meaning really exists.

Zhong Wenze grasped this point: "In other words, this dragon head stick is especially important?"

"Yes."

"hey-hey."

Zhong Wenze licked his dry lips and grinned: "Since the faucet stick is so important, I'm a little curious. How does it feel to hold this kind of thing in your hand?"

"Just a broken stick, what do you use it for?"

Azu subconsciously followed without even thinking about it, and then seemed to come to his senses.

He stared at Zhong Wenze in disbelief: "Brother Ze, what do you mean?"

"I'm not interested."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand and strode downstairs.

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North Point Cemetery.

Holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms, Le Shao came to his dead wife, looked at his wife in the photo, and sent the flowers up.

Light up the incense.

then.

He leaned against the railing and started smoking.

The confidant younger brother followed beside him, silently watching his operation and not daring to speak.

soon.

A cigarette is exhausted.

Le Shao threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed the cigarette butt with the tip of his shoe, and under the disbelieving eyes of his confidant, he reached out and pulled the three incense sticks away.

Then.

He pushed the stone tablet away.

inside.

It is the ashes of the dead wife.

Beside the jar is a black cloth bag, take out the cloth bag and untie it.

The faucet stick sticks out.

The thick black faucet stick reflects the light under the light.

"Azi."

Le Shao put the faucet stick back into the cloth bag, stuffed it to his confidant, and then took out the account book he was carrying on his waist:
"You take these things back to the mainland and leave overnight. I have already arranged for you. You go directly to the dock and wait for these things to be delivered to No. 35 Chang'an Avenue in Shenzhen."

"When you get there, someone will naturally meet you."

"it is good."

The confidant nodded, and quickly put these two things into his arms.

"Let's go."

Le Shao waved his hand, looked at the back of his confidant leaving, lit a cigarette again, and said with a gloomy face:
"Damn it, since you guys want to play, let's play it thoroughly."

"I can't be the talker, you don't want to get the faucet stick and the account book in this life."

"Without these things, let me see which of you old things can feel at ease."

The light above the head, the old elders pulling Le Shao's figure, reflected on the ground, a little twisted and deformed.

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late at night.

twelve o'clock.

On the small pier with black lights and blind lights.

A Zi, Le Shao's confidant, squatted in the shadows, waiting for the arrival of the ship arranged by Le Shao.

At night, it was by the sea again, the temperature was a bit low, and my confidant squatted in the weed pile, smoking a cigarette.

The flaming cigarette butts flickered in the dark night.

suddenly.

got windy.

A gust of wind blew past, making Ah Zi shiver involuntarily. He bit his cigarette, and subconsciously tightened his thin coat.

Suddenly.

Azi's body froze, his back straightened up involuntarily, and the hairs on his arms stood up.

waist.

A sharp object hit his waist.

Very sharp, very sharp.

As long as you use a little force, this thing can pierce your waist and rush to the street in an instant.

at this time.

Only then did Ah Zi realize that there was someone standing behind him.

"Good brother, don't mess around!"

Ah Zi slowly raised his hands, his tone trembling: "Everyone is seeking money, I will cooperate, cooperate."

"Not bad, good attitude."

A man's voice sounded behind him, holding a sharp dagger in his hand to suppress Azi:

"In this case, let's stop talking nonsense and go straight to the point."

"The account book, the faucet stick, hand it over."

Hearing these words, Azi's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking something was wrong.

"What? Don't want to?"

The man didn't give him time to think: "Since you don't want to, then I'll stab you to death and take it myself."

talking room.

The sharp dagger pushed forward, piercing the skin instantly.

"I give you!"

Ah Zi no longer hesitated, and directly handed over these two things and put them on the ground.

"now it's right."

The man picked up the item, opened it, checked it, and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad."

(End of this chapter)