The rebirth of the Hong Kong Island chaebol, starting with a short-selling Eagle Sauce

When Bai Chaoqiong told Wang Lei's plan to the gambling king, the other party was full of surprise.

Because Wang Xiaozi’s ideas coincided with his!

The two of them unexpectedly thought of going together.

When he first established the gambling company, he proposed the Duimazai system to save a hand for today's situation.

Both Big Tooth Horse and Brother Shuifang are just two thugs he supports.

Now that the two of them have lost control, he is considering officially vigorously promoting Die Ma Zai after a while, and then driving both of them out of Ao Island to completely stabilize the capital.

Now Wang Xiaozi proposed that he should clean up these two out-of-control forces. The gambling king was happy to see this happen, and he just wanted to take this opportunity to see the strength of the Wang family.

"Chaoqiong, you two are young people, you should stay close to each other.

After Wang Xiaozi has finished handling this matter, you and I will go to Kyoto with him. He will help us introduce some big names, and then this line will be handed over to you. "

Speaking of this, the old gambling king was filled with emotion:

"You can't accept old age. It's a pity that Mr. Wang is not my son-in-law. He has the grace of a father in his prime."

Bai Chaoqiong couldn't help but twitch her lips after hearing this. You must know that his father is always strong and strong. He just married his third wife a few years ago. If she hadn't been busy with official duties in the past two years, maybe she would have another stepmother!

On the other side, Hua Shirt, who was sitting on Da Fei, was both excited and nervous.

The dozen or so boys who came with him had similar expressions on their faces.

It all started with a phone call last night.

Lei Gong gave him an important task.

If he succeeds, not only will he be rewarded heavily, but the other party will also promise that he can create a new prefix!

It is more difficult to create a new prefix in Xing Nghe On than to create a separate page in the genealogy of a large family.

This gave him mixed feelings, entirely because the task assigned by Mr. Wang was too dangerous.

How difficult it is for an association from a port city to go to another city to plant its flag.

He would still have some confidence if the entire club were to mobilize, but Lei Gong only gave him twelve good hands.

Including him, there are only 13 people.

Who among those who work in the world doesn't want to stand out and do a great career.

Thinking that in the future he could date female celebrities, eat sea cucumbers every day, and live in a big house, he felt that it was okay to shed the last drop of his blood for Mr. Wang.

What's more, Lei Gong also said that there is a group of good players who will cooperate with him secretly.

The scene of those brave "hillbillies" who were not afraid of death and killed their enemies with blood immediately appeared in his mind.

With the gang of gangsters around, he finally gained some confidence and accepted the task without any hesitation.

"Brother Hua, there are Portuguese police patrolling ahead!"

The flowered shirt standing on the bow looked up and said:

"It's okay, we are one of our own, please signal."

With the flashlight flashing a few times, the Portuguese policeman on patrol passed them by.

Not long after they landed, another large ship landed steadily on the shore.

It was the Mangshan people led by old man Li Qing.

Li Qing hit his waist hard and complained:

"What kind of bullshit airship did you drive, Goujiao? It almost broke your grandpa's waist."

Hearing the complaint, Gouwa murmured:

“It’s my first time to fly on a big flight. I’m a little excited. I won’t be like this again when I go back!”

The stupid guy suggested: "Gouwa is just a mad dog. It's better for me to drive the car when we get back."

Li Qing shook his head again and again. If it were a stupid person, he would probably flip the boat into the gutter, and the whole family would have to feed the sharks.

In Wang Lei's plan, there was originally no old man Li Qing.

He arranged for Li Qing to be the chief instructor of a security company. The benefits were not very good, but the old man was probably locked up badly. After only a few days of idle time, he clamored to go out with Goudan and others.

Wang Lei thought for a while, and with Li Qing here, the difficult dungeon was directly downgraded to an easy dungeon. He was not a devil who liked to exploit employees, so he simply asked Old Man Li to follow him to Ao City.

Old man Li couldn't stop talking when he talked about Aocheng. He said that he had transported a shipload of gold bricks with these gentlemen. When he heard that he was bragging, the good-tempered Wang Xiuquan was a little upset.

If he couldn't defeat Old Man Li, the stupid man would have the urge to bully his master and destroy his ancestors.

They were wearing uniformly colored clothes, with outdated toad glasses on their noses, and Goudan's bell-bottoms had a few conspicuous patches. This outfit was as tacky as they could be, making them stand out in a high-end hotel. Out of place.

When Di Shaolong saw that the "distinguished guests" he wanted to serve were a bunch of country bumpkins, he really didn't want to talk to them.

But when he thought that this was the lady's order, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said to a few people:

"You are Mr. Wang's distinguished guests, right? Please come with me. Mr. Wang has opened a presidential suite for you. You can relax tonight."

I don’t know where old man Li Qing found out that the presidential suit is equipped with a female publicist. He asked with a vulgar look:

"Presidential suit? Have you arranged a public relations lady for us?"

That's natural. This is the rule set by the gambling king, and no one can break it.

Guests must be given attentive service so that they will want to come again after experiencing it once.

Di Shaolong thought of the scene of the petite and lovely female publicist being raped by these mud-legged guys from the countryside.

He had an urge to object to Old Man Li.

He still smiled stiffly and said:

"Of course, you can have a great time tonight."

This was a pain for the gamblers who lived downstairs. Originally, the sound insulation effect of the old Lisboa was not very good, and the female publicist's voice that pierced the sky kept all the gamblers awake all night.

He secretly cursed the group of livestock upstairs for being so energetic.

Faced with the customer's complaint, the old gambling king learned about it immediately and smiled bitterly. He thought about whether he should ask old man Li Qing how to keep his sword from growing old and whether he had any health secrets.

Di Shaolong also immediately made a small report on several people in front of Bai Chaoqiong:

"Second Miss, Mr. Wang has been struggling with the person he's looking for all night, and his legs are weak. How can he kill him?"

Unfortunately, a few people who were getting ready heard him, and Li Qing immediately said unhappily:

"Boy, when I was killing people on the street, you were still in your mother's belly. You will know if you can kill people and try it."

As a thug of the Bai family, Di Shaolong also had dignity. After being provoked like this, he immediately took up his stance and punched Old Man Li in the face with a thunderous punch.

Just when Di Shaolong was worried whether this heavy punch would kill the old man.

What made his hair stand up instantly was when he saw the old man tip his head lightly, and he flew backwards.

It hit the floor tiles a few meters away hard, causing the floor tiles to crack in all directions.

Bai Chaoqiong had never seen such an incredible thing. Di Shaolong was obviously the first to strike, but the old man knocked him away first.

"Shaolong, are you okay?"

After hearing the second lady's question, Di Shaolong, who was lying on the ground in confusion, stood up quickly:

"Second...Second Miss, I'm fine."

But no matter how everyone looked at him, he looked like he was getting hard.

Di Shaolong still wanted to speak harshly, but he heard Old Man Li secretly saying that it was a pity:

"Hey, we are getting old. A few years ago, my Iron Mountain Reliance could kill you in one move."

Di Shaolong hurriedly shut his mouth, still a little in disbelief. This old man wearing a white sleeveless undershirt did not look like a martial arts master.

"Young man, are you still doubting that we can't kill people because our legs are too weak?"

"Master, you are awesome. I am convinced that I have lost. However, if you want to annihilate those two forces, you will definitely not be able to do it alone. I want to try the skills of others."

Di Shaolong was unconvinced. He really couldn't beat old man Li Qing, but he estimated that one of them could beat ten of the other mediocre guys.

He wanted to regain some ground in front of Bai Chaoqiong.

Wang Xiuquan saw what he was thinking, and he deliberately lowered his head without looking into Di Shaolong's eyes.

"Just this little brother, let's discuss it."

He saw that Wang Xiuquan was short and thin, and seemed to want to regain some confidence in Wang Xiuquan.

The silly guy showed an intriguing look in his eyes, and began to feel a little sympathy for Di Shaolong. He had no choice but to look for "Wang Xiucai". This guy died without even knowing how he died.

The result can be imagined. Fortunately, Wang Xiuquan had no intention of killing him. Di Shaolong was just beaten into a pig's head, and he no longer looked down on others.

Bai Chaoqiong felt happy when she saw that Wang Lei's people were so capable of fighting. She felt that as long as the opportunity was right, these people might really be able to accomplish this big thing.