Hong Kong film: I have seven capitals, and I have established branches all over the world

As soon as the meeting is over.

The two of them came into the teahouse box.

"Qi Hao, you saw it too!"

"Your boss's batch of goods is worth 1.3 million Hong Kong dollars. It's not that I don't want to help you get them back, but Ah Zhong's little brother is battle-hardened and can't win!"

Mala explained.

"I will explain the matter of the goods to the boss, and he will understand. What we need to discuss now is how to deal with Ah Zhong."

Lame Hao smiled.

"This is easy. Arrange a group of knifemen to rush in when Ah Zhong returns home."

"Even if he can fight, what can he do?"

Mala said proudly.

next second!

The door of the box was violently kicked open.

Abao, with his face covered, rushed in with a group of younger brothers and holding steel pipes.

I have to say, Mala is still very powerful.

The box was not big, so he was able to escape easily and ran out of the box pulling Lame Hao with him.

Of course, both of them were injured in many places!

Ah Bao took off his mask, took a sip of tea and said, "Let's go to the next place."

after an hour.

Mala's four trusted confidants were all killed by the swords.

Early in the morning.

A Zhong brought more than 800 of his men to clean up Malaguan's place. The next day, the spoils were counted and there was a total of 2000 million Hong Kong dollars.

"Brother Zhong, that old bastard Uncle Xing just asked you to go to a meeting right now!"

Abao said while holding the phone.

"Tell that old guy that only one of me, Mala and Quehao can stay."

Ah Zhong said arrogantly.

After half an hour.

Dongxing headquarters conference room.

"Ah Zhong is now determined to kill Mala and Que Hao. What do you think?"

After Uncle Xing finished speaking, he looked at Situ Haonan.

"Lao Ding, we are all old now, and the world is ruled by young people. I still want to have grandchildren, so I will not participate in this matter!"

Situ Haonan replied.

"Mala Ge is such a good fighter, I believe he can handle Ah Zhong, so he doesn't need my help."

He Yong replied.

Among the other eight old hall masters, only the hall master in Mong Kok, Ximen Diao, was willing to stand up for Mala and Lame Hao.

Although he didn't have enough money, he could lend 600 to the two of them.

"Thank you, Uncle Diao."

The two said excitedly.

"By the way, He Yong, I'm going back to the Netherlands to discuss business. If any leader of the society dies, please remember to give me a funeral!"

Situ Haonan said.

"Okay, Brother Situ!"

He Yong replied.

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning.

"What? That old fellow Ximen Diao actually dared to lend troops to those two bastards!"

"A Bao, call 20 squadron leaders and go to Mong Kok to kill this old guy!"

Ah Zhong said angrily.

In a blink of an eye, it was two o'clock in the morning.

In a bar in Mong Kok, Simon Diao, dressed in cowboy clothes, was on the stage, playing rock music with a big guitar.

suddenly!

21 mysterious men with AKs and unclear faces rushed up.

"Da da da, da da da..."

As the gunfire ended.

Ximen Diao had only 700 bullets on his body and was instantly riddled with bullets!

The sudden scene scared the men and women in the dance floor so much that they ran faster than rabbits.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

A Zhong, who had just woken up, received a call from Uncle Dingxing from Dongxing.

"Ah Zhong, what do you want?"

Uncle Xing asked.

"Don't you know what I want?"

"Fuck it, you want to join forces with Lame Hao to suppress me. Do you really think I don't know?"

"This time, I'm going to cause unrest in Dongxing!"

After saying that, A Zhong hung up the phone.

Afterwards, he called He Tianci again and needed 2000 men to carry out the operation in the early morning.

"Well, 2000 people have been prepared for you. You can call He Yi at any time..."

He Tianci hung up the phone after saying this.

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning.

Following Ah Zhong's order, he and He Yi split into two groups and attacked some important branches in Dongxing.

At this moment, what old hall master, it’s all bullshit.

at this time!

Kowloon East.

"Uncle Xing, this bastard Zhong has gone crazy. He is bringing a large number of his followers to smash my place and even wants to search my warehouse!"

The old hall master, Brother Niu, shouted while holding the phone.

"Brother Niu, calm down. I'll ask Jiang Bao to bring his brothers to support you right away!"

Uncle Xing replied.

"Then hurry up!"

"Azhong's little brother is too fierce. My little brother can't hold on for long!"

Brother Niu just finished saying this.

Ah Zhong rushed in with a machete in his hand.

Without any unnecessary words or hesitation, he just chopped down with his knife, and the old hall master Brother Niu died on the spot.

after an hour.

Jiangbao brought 1000 Dongxing people to provide support.

But as soon as we got off the car, we were surrounded by dense crowds of enemies, holding steel pipes, machetes and other cold weapons.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..."

Since the combat power of both sides was not at the same level at all, in less than ten minutes, Jiang Bao, who came to support, was stabbed in the buttocks and ran faster than a rabbit.

Although none of the remaining 1000 Dongxing people died, most of them were injured and lay on the ground wailing.

Eight in the morning.

Inside the warehouse.

"Brother Zhong, in the battle last night, we killed a total of four old hall masters in Dongxing and seized more than 4 million Hong Kong dollars and 2 tons of goods."

"There are 1135 more brothers willing to join us!"

Abao reported.

"We can accept them, but there is one most critical condition: we don't accept drug addicts."

Ah Zhong reminded.

"Okay, I understand. I'll arrange it now!"

After saying this, Abao left the warehouse.

Next, A Zhong needs to wait for He Shao’s next plan.

But the meeting room at the Dongxing headquarters was filled with an intense noise.

Especially Uncle Dingxing, the old leader of Dongxing, never expected that this bastard not only killed four old hall masters of Dongxing overnight, but also had an elite team of 4 men.

"Uncle Xing, if I hadn't run so fast last night, I would be downstairs with Uncle Niu and Uncle Ximen Diao selling salted duck eggs..."

Jiang Bao said angrily.

"Uncle Xing, this bastard Zhong wants to cause chaos in Dongxing. I suggest you ask Dutchman to bring back a group of gunmen..."

Uncle Long, the head of the East Kowloon West Hall, said.

The remaining three old hall masters also expressed their agreement.

Originally they didn't want to be in charge of things, they just wanted to have a fixed income every month and live a comfortable life!

But who knew that this bastard A Zhong wouldn't even let them go!

"I also agree with Uncle Long's suggestion!"

At this point, Situ Haonan had to express his stance.

"I agree, I agree..."

Seeing that all the Dongxing Hall Masters present agreed, Uncle Xing nodded and said that he would contact Dutchman immediately.

As Ah Zhong’s incident spread throughout Hong Kong, the happiest people were Hung Hing.

The two societies were originally enemies, and now Ah Chung has caused internal strife, and even four old leaders have died. This is a golden opportunity for Hongxing.

After all, no hall master would complain about having too much territory, and the meeting room at the Hongxing headquarters was also very lively!