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

Wu Liushou frowned when he heard this and asked doubtfully: "The dwarf you just mentioned doesn't mean me, does it?"

"It's you! How about it?! If you dare to fight me one-on-one, I'll beat you to death!"

Wu Liushou nodded, "Young man, you are smart. In that case, let me, Wu Liushou, weigh you!"

"Hey, you're pretending to be the same thing!"

The prince spat disdainfully.

When he fights this dwarf later, he will pretend to be defeated and escape to the back door behind the ring. When the dwarf thinks he has a chance to win, he will suddenly use his strength to knock him down! They will definitely be shocked at that time, because they will seize the opportunity to escape through the back door!

As for losing?

joke! I am the Prince of Hongxing!

The next second, a vibration interrupted his sweet dream.

Wu Liu pushed his right foot on the ground, jumped onto the ring with a somersault, and landed heavily on the table with both feet.

He waved his hands outward, and his shirt suddenly exploded!

"The tenth generation leader of Huangji Jingtian Fist - Wu Liushou!!!"

One minute later.

Wu Liushou looked at Prince Hongxing, who was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

It shouldn't be, he didn't even use half of his strength, why did he fall down?

Wu Liushou looked at his left hand suspiciously and asked:

"Is this man named Prince really the best in Hongxing?"

His left hand glanced at the prince who was barely breathing out, and said with a smile: "Yes, Brother Shou, it's not that Prince Hongxing is too weak, but Brother Shou, you are too strong. Wow, you can fuck him in less than a minute." Come on, brother Shou, you are really my idol."

After hearing this, Wu Liushou looked at the rags on the ground with distress.

Damn, I thought he was a master. If I had known better, I wouldn't have worn out my clothes.

Zheng Jirong hung up the call from his left hand and raised the corners of his mouth.

Prince Hongxing was beaten to death on the spot by Wu Liushou!

All Hung Hing's sites in Tsim Sha Tsui have changed hands!

At this time, he was half lying on the bed. After receiving the good news, he couldn't help but clenched his fists in excitement.

Nowadays, in the entire Yau Tsim Mong District, there are no landowners like Ah Lok and Han Chen from Jordan.

He has almost all of Mong Kok and Tsim Sha Tsui, the most lucrative areas, in his pocket.

However, there is another one called Dinosaur in Tsim Sha Tsui which looks very annoying.

Why are there so many people named dinosaurs in the Hong Kong community? One dinosaur just died in Hongxing this afternoon.

A dead dinosaur is a good dinosaur!

Why are extinct animals still alive? !

Zheng Jirong patted the quilt with his palm. The dinosaur was not difficult to solve. If he wanted to unify the power of the Yau Tsim Mong community, Yau Ma Tei was the final key.

Although there are no big forces like He Lian Sheng, Hong Hing and the Number Gang in Yau Ma Tei, there are a lot of small characters.

The most powerful among them are Brother Yaowen from Hengzidui and Twelve Young Masters from Temple Street.

He already had some ideas on how to capture the Twelfth Young Master Zheng Jirong, but Brother Yaowen gave him a bit of a headache. This man had been working in Yau Ma Tei for many years, and his power should not be underestimated. It was basically impossible to capture him easily, unless... …

Zheng Jirong's expression suddenly changed. His hand on the quilt pressed down hard. After shrugging his waist a few times, Zheng Jirong let out a long breath.

The quilt underneath her body fluttered a few times, and Liang Wanting got out of the quilt with a red face and dripping with sweat.

She wiped the corners of her mouth and said softly: "Brother Rong, please tell me in advance when you come out next time."

Zheng Jirong patted her little head and comforted her: "I know, I will tell you first next time, and you go brush your teeth first."

After Liang Wanting covered her mouth and went to the bathroom, Zheng Jirong dialed Afei Aji's number.

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It’s still that rooftop.

A Fei and A Ji hesitated in front of the stairs inside the rooftop door.

I always feel that nothing good happens every time I go to the rooftop.

"Aji, Brother Rong won't..."

"No way? Brother Rong didn't just give us money and then pushed us to die, right?"

"It makes sense, but why did Brother Rong arrange to meet on the rooftop again this time?"

"Maybe Brother Rong has some special hobby."

Bang! !

At this time, the rooftop door was opened by someone from the outside.

Zheng Jirong said angrily to the two people who were still mumbling at the stairs: "You are hiding and saying bad things about me, right?! Come up here quickly!"

"Oh..."×2

After both of them walked to the rooftop, Zheng Jirong's expression changed and he asked about their recent situation with a smile on his face.

"It's good. Brother Rong, you gave me two yuan. Now we just eat, drink and have fun every day. Every order of pig's trotter rice has to be supplemented with two extra cups of Coke."

"Yes, a whole million. Ah Fei and I probably won't be able to spend it all in our lifetimes."

Zheng Jirong put his arms around their shoulders and said with a smile: "You are all my good brothers, Zheng Jirong. You have helped me so many times, so some money doesn't matter."

Smiling and patting the two of them on the back, Zheng Jirong suddenly turned pale, deliberately turned his back to the night sky and sighed:

“Half a year ago, I just joined Heliansheng, I got my first piece of land, and it was a success!

My brothers and I are ambitious and determined to create a world in Hong Kong Island.

But in the next six months, I suffered multiple assassinations one after another.

God bless! Every time I come through with little chance, but more and more lives are on my hands. "

Having said this, Zheng Jirong turned back to look at the two of them and said loudly:

"The fortune teller said that I am a general who can achieve great success, but I don't agree. I think it is up to you to decide whether you live or die."

Zheng Jirong raised his hand and pointed at the two people who were in a state of confusion and said: "Since my debut, I, Zheng Jirong, have only won the territory twice without using any troops, once with Ren Laojiu and the other time with Thirteenth Sister.

It's all with your help that I expanded my power without killing anyone. "

After saying that, he sighed, "I don't want anyone to die because of me, even those bad guys from the gang."

He patted their shoulders and said solemnly:

“I didn’t have a choice before, now I want to be a good person.

Help me undercover Hengzi Yaowen in Yau Ma Tei. I want to take him down without bloodshed. "

"Forehead……"

A Fei and A Ji looked at each other in confusion and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Rong, what do you mean...A Ji and I still need to continue to be undercover agents?"

Zheng Jirong shook his head and said, "How can you call yourselves that? As the saying goes, you are the best! Even if you are undercover, you two are the trump cards among undercovers!"

"The ace in the undercover game?" A Fei was curious.

Zheng Jirong nodded, "That's right!"

"what is that?"

"Still undercover!"

"Cut~"

Seeing that the two of them still looked unwilling, Zheng Jirong persuaded him earnestly: "Why don't you understand Brother Rong and my painstaking efforts? If you follow me and kill every day, sooner or later you will die on the streets.

Now that you are helping me to be an undercover agent, any crime will not fall on you. The other bosses never expected that Hi Society would be so smart as to send someone to another gang to be an undercover agent.

You can work for three weeks, three months at most, and I promise it will not exceed three years!

You will be able to retire safely. "

After saying this, he cleared his throat, raised his eyebrows at the two of them and smiled: "At this time, my company is developing real estate. I have already spoken and left a large flat floor for each of you! Not to mention a thousand feet, three Even more than a thousand feet!”

Afei Aji was delighted when he heard this: "Is it true, Brother Rong?"

“Realer than real gold!”

The two of them grinned with joy, but when they thought about having to work as undercover agents, they said with a sad face:

"Brother Rong, you promised, up to three months."

Zheng Jirong took the two of them and vowed:

"I won't tell you anymore, I promise it won't last more than three years!"

Tomorrow's chapter is very crucial, the master is coming and the senior brother is on the stage. Readers, please read on.