Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

Inside the Hongxing Incense Hall.

Liangkun looked at the speakers at each court with an angry face, "Holy shit, you are all mute?!"

Sitting in the lower seat, Ciyunshan’s talkative boss B said with an unhappy look on his face: “I thought the meeting was going to be something so late at night, but it turned out to be such a trivial matter.”

"A trivial matter?" Liangkun kicked over the chair he was sitting on and stood up and cursed, "Fuck me, I am Hong Xing's leader. Now that I'm being chopped off, you think it's a trivial matter?!"

Boss B sneered, "You still have the nerve to say that you are a Hongxing dragon head? This is the first time I have seen a dragon head chopped off by a young man."

"Holy shit! Damn it, Big B, you really want to die, don't you?" Liangkun pointed at Big B and cursed angrily.

Boss B and Liangkun have a lot of grievances. This time when they saw Liangkun suffer a loss, he was the first one to come out and add insult to injury.

"Jiangkun, you first sent someone to clean up other people's places, and then others came to seek revenge on you. Who is to blame if you didn't catch it?" Boss B said disdainfully.

Liangkun glared at Big Boss B. Sooner or later, he would kill this bastard and make himself miserable every day.

Brother Ji, the person responsible for Hongxing's talk in Xihuan, came out to smooth things over and said, "Longtou, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's just that we at Hongxing don't care about this matter. After all, it was you who took the trouble first."

"Damn it, Brother Ji, are you being ridiculous?! We are a high-end society, why should we take advantage of it?" said Fatty Li, who was the talker of Beijiao.

Liangkun glanced at the talkers from various districts on the table, and then said coldly: "I will never let Pork Rong go this time, not only him, but I will definitely eat his boss Guan Zisen too! Jesus can't keep him either he!"

Chen Yao, who had been silent beside Liangkun in the corner, frowned slightly and said, "Long Tou, it's okay for you to take revenge on that porky Rong, but after all, Guan Zisen is the leader of Mongkok and Lian Sheng..."

Before he could finish his words, Liangkun interrupted: "Leader of Mong Kok? I'm still the leader of Hongxing! Why didn't you come out to speak when his younger brother chopped me off? Do you still think of me as the leader? !”

Brother Ji quickly came out to smooth things over, "Long Tou, please calm down. If you want to fight back, I, Aji, will be the first to support you. Tomorrow, I will ask Guan Zisen to hand over Pork Rong and cut off one of his hands to make amends to you."

Boss B suddenly spoke at this time: "If you want to fight Guan Zaisen, there is no problem, but recently there is a society called "Thirteen Taibao" in Ciyun Mountain. My people have to guard against them, and I can't send anyone to help. you."

As soon as these words came out, other talkers also spoke one after another.

Han Bin: "Wang Bao from Kwai Tsing District is very strong and has been planting flags in my territory for a while. I can't spare any manpower."

Prince Edward: "The Chung Youth Club in Tsim Sha Tsui has been expanding, and I have to guard against them."

Thirteenth sister: "I don't need to say it. My territory is right next to Guanzi Forest. The dragon leader wants to beat him. Of course I support it, but I guess you don't care about my little manpower, Brother Kun."

…

Liangkun looked at the people who were perfunctory and said unhappily: "Damn it, do you think I want someone from you? I can handle an official alone! Let's break up the meeting!"

After saying that, he ignored everyone and left swaggeringly. Damn it, he finally figured it out this time. None of the talkative people in the club could be trusted.

Chen Yao in the room looked at Liangkun's back and shook his head secretly. The reason why no one supported Liangkun this time was actually because he was angry with everyone beforehand.

Liangkun's character can be used as a talker, but being the leader will bring disaster to the club sooner or later.

This time, the bigger the conflict between him and He Liansheng became, the better. When the two sides got into trouble, it was a matter of course that Mr. Jiang came out to take charge of the overall situation again.

At this time, Liangkun, who had just left Xiangtang, was giving instructions to the most powerful madman under him.

…

Mongkok.

Guanzi Sen came out of the teahouse with a livid face. When he thought about serving tea to that bastard Liangkun tomorrow to apologize, he now had the intention of killing Zheng Jirong.

He pointed at Zheng Jirong unhappily and said, "Damn it, it's all because of you, the street rusher! Now you've made me and you embarrassed together tomorrow!"

Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows when he heard this but did not speak.

There is no need to get angry with a dying person.

Jimmy next to him exhorted: "Brother Sen, how can you blame Ah Rong for this? He is also doing it for the club."

"Damn, keep your mouth shut for the sake of the club! Are you really so loyal?!" After saying that, he left the two of them behind, got in the car alone and left first.

On the contrary, the two people in the car, A Fei and A Ji, winked at Zheng Jirong.

Jimmy patted Zheng Jirong's arm and said, "Don't think too much. If anything happens, I'll help you handle it."

Zheng Jirong smiled and nodded, and then said seriously: "Jimmy, you need to bring more people with you when you go out these days. That guy Liangkun does things unscrupulously, so don't let him take advantage of you."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on. I'll take you where you want to go."

"No, you go back first, I'll go for a walk alone."

Watching Jimmy get into the car and leave, Zheng Jirong twisted his neck and let out a long breath.

…

In the car, Guan Zisen was still chattering to A Fei and A Ji, complaining about Zheng Jirong and Liang Kun.

Although Afei Aji, who was sitting in front, was dissatisfied, he did not speak.

When the car turned to a sparsely populated intersection, a truck suddenly rushed forward and blocked the intersection. A large group of people rushed out of the car and rushed towards them with daggers.

Holy shit!

Afei and Aji were shocked. Just as they were about to reverse the car, they found that the intersection behind them was also blocked by cars.

"Brother Sen! Who are they? Are they here to seek revenge?" A Fei asked quickly.

Guan Zaisen, who had just taken two pills, raised his head and glanced, and suddenly panicked, "Damn! It must be Liangkun's person, drive away!"

"Where to drive? Are the front and rear roads blocked?!" Aki, who was driving, looked anxious.

"Drive to the side and knock the guardrail away!" Ah Fei suddenly realized his thoughts in a hurry.

"Yes, yes! Bump it away!"

Aki looked at the guardrail next to him, gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator and hit it.

Bang!

The car crashed through the guardrail and rushed onto another road. The handsome people on both sides of the road saw this and quickly got into the car to chase!

At this time, Zheng Jirong was also blocked in the alley by a madman leading hundreds of people.

"Pork Rong, I asked you to run away before, this time you try and see if you can still walk out?" the madman said with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Run?" Zheng Jirong frowned in confusion, "Why do you think I will run?"

The madman looked unhappy when he saw Zheng Jirong's calm look, "You're pretending to be real! Come on! Chop off his hands and feet!"

Looking at the group of people coming from the chrysalis, Zheng Jirong calmly moved his arms, waved his hands, and instantly threw out more than a dozen flying knives!

A cold light flashed in the air, and each of the leading boys was struck by a flying knife on their wrists, and they immediately stopped and screamed.

Zheng Jirong then took out two short knives from his pocket, held the knives in both hands, kicked the ground with his right foot, and rushed into the crowd...

A moment later, dozens of screaming horses were lying on the ground, and the madman who screamed at the beginning was already lying in a pool of blood with more than a dozen stab wounds in his body.

The remaining handsome men stood in the alley looking at the only figure standing in the pool of blood with horror on their faces.

Zheng Jirong slowly lit a cigarette and walked out slowly.

Everyone quickly made way for him. Their courage was gone. The smoking man in front of them had become their nightmare in the future.

One hundred per dozen? ! Which planet does this guy come from? !

At this time Zheng Jirong's cell phone rang, it was Ah Fei.

"Hello?"

"Brother Rong! Help! We are blocked by Jingkun's people at Biaoji Liangtang!"

"Wait, we'll be there soon!"

Zheng Jirong hung up the phone. Biaoji Liangtang was not far from here.

…

At this time, Guan Zisen and A Fei Aji were stuck in a restaurant. The restaurant was closed and there was no one else inside except them.

"Holy shit, Aki, how the hell do you drive! You can hit the wall on such a long road?"

Guan Zisen cursed with a look of shock and anger. If Aji hadn't driven his car into the wall, he might have escaped.

Fortunately, they found this restaurant with an open window on the second floor, and the three of them climbed in with great difficulty.

"A Fei, did you see clearly? Is the door of the restaurant closed?"

"Look clearly, it's locked tightly. They won't be able to get in for a while."

"That's good."

Guan Zaisen's face was gloomy. Liangkun, the bastard, actually sent people to chop him. When he got out safely this time, he would definitely not let him go lightly. The same goes for Ah Rong, the bastard. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

Bang!

Suddenly there were knocks on the door on the first floor of the restaurant.

"It's over, Brother Sen. It's Liangkun's guy who's knocking on the door!" A Fei said as he glanced at the second floor.

"Brother Sen, this door won't last long. You should think of a way." Aji's face was full of anxiety.

"Fuck on!" Guan Zishen slammed the table in panic, then turned to A Fei and the two of them, "You guys stand up to them here first! I'm leaving first!"

After saying that, he walked towards the back door. He had just seen that there was no one there now, but if the three of them walked together, they would definitely not be able to outrun the car chasing them, so it was better to let these two guys drag them first.

"No, Brother Sen, you can't leave us!"

"Yeah, we can't delay it for long."

Ah Fei and Ah Ji looked at Guan Zisen with sorrowful faces.

Guan Zisen didn't tolerate them either. After giving each of them a kick, he quickly ran to the back door.

He opened the door gently and stretched his head to take a look.

no one.

Guan Zaisen was overjoyed. As soon as he went out and ran into the alley, he was suddenly seen by Liangkun who came to check at the back door.

"Here! Guan Zisen ran away from the back door!"

Holy shit! Do you want to be so bad?

Guan Zisen cursed secretly, and then used all his strength to run away.

After running for seven or eight minutes, when no one was following him, Guan Zaisen quickly squatted down to take a breath.

At this time, he saw a figure suddenly approaching at the intersection, and his heart tightened.

"Brother Sen? Is that you? I'm Ah Rong."

It’s Arong!

Guan Zaisen breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed angrily at Zheng Jirong and cursed: "Arong, where did you die?! I'm being chopped down because of you! You're a deadbeat, it's all your fault! "

Zheng Jirong didn't say anything. He walked slowly to Guan Zisen, then raised his hand and slapped him out!

Snapped!

Guan Zisen was knocked to the ground and looked at Zheng Jirong in disbelief, "Are you crazy? How dare you hit big brother!"

Snapped!

Zheng Jirong raised his hand and struck back again.

He stepped on Guan Zisen's chest, leaned down and looked down at Guan Zisen and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Sen, are you stupid?! How dare you show me any shame?! Don't think you can talk nonsense in front of me just because you brought me out! It's just like you don't give me face if I don't listen to your words!"

Then he took out a short knife from behind. When Guan Zisen saw it, his expression changed drastically.

"Arong...Brother Rong! Aren't you? I'm just joking with you. You don't need to be so serious, right?"

Zheng Jirong shook his head and thrust the knife into Guan Zaisen's heart.

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