Chapter 148 The Dragon Head's Apology
Chapter 148 The Dragon Head's Apology
As usual, Fat Cat brought Gao Laosen, Yuanbao, Da Zi and a group of uncles from the community to play cards on the third floor of the market building.
Last night, the thugs from Zhongyitang became famous, and even the name of the society became famous.
All the uncles feel proud and will definitely continue to show their support to their brothers in the society!
Qunle Huoshui, Gou Rouming, and Datian Yigan Dadi were all defeated, but they did not lose the battle. They were sitting in the unit on the third floor, smoking a cigarette, with a serious expression and frowning as they watched the battle.
In the first level, Qunle was quite embarrassed, but they had agreed to pass five levels, so how could they stop at the second level?
Jiu Wenlong issued a military order, guaranteeing to defeat Lao Zhong and regain his lost face.
"call."
Before Xiaohu got off the bus, he still had a cigarette in his mouth. Unlike the messy clothes he wore yesterday, all the other boys in the group were wearing white T-shirts with the word "China" embroidered in gold thread on their chests.
This is the training uniform of the Chinese Boxing Gym. As soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of many people in the martial arts world.
The Chinese Martial Arts School was also very famous back then.
Hetu Daizijun drank beer, burped, and said with a nostalgic look: "Uh, Jiu Wenlong is back, and the Chinese Boxing Gym is back."
"Kill them down!"
"Kill!!!"
"Zhongyi Hall!"
Temple Street Night Market, in the middle of the main road.
The two groups of men in white and black clothes, armed with machetes, charged at each other head-on. Blood splattered as soon as they met, the blades were stained red, and some people fell to the ground screaming. This time, the group of happy boys not only had sharp knife skills and dared to charge and fight, but also had the courage to not fear death. They lay down after being stabbed, but they had the courage to touch the knife and stand up again.
When Daibeijun saw a Qunle brother being stabbed three times, he stumbled to his feet and stabbed the Zhongyitang thug Feiying in the shoulder with his machete. He was so angry that he smashed the beer bottle on the ground and shouted, "The Qunle brothers are really brave tonight!"
Gao Laosen was in the hotel upstairs. He saw the crazed Feiying slashing the Qunle boy, blood spurting out. His eyes were not happy but worried. With a bit of fear, he sighed and said, "Qunle is risking his life."
Fat Cat sneered: "I should have expected that."
Uncle Big Mole nodded: "After all, Qunle is under the Hutchison Whampoa brand, so they have to lose gracefully. If they tarnish the reputation of Hutchison Whampoa, ten fires and waters will not be enough to kill them."
"Alas, six brothers are dead." Gao Laosen couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he saw Feiying, Ah Xin, Ah King and other well-known gang members lying in a pool of blood.
Big Mole sneered and said disdainfully: "When the societies go to war, how can there not be casualties? If Ashin and his friends want to gain merit and stand out, they will have to bleed and fight."
"What's more, a general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. If you want to learn from Master Guan Er to pass the five levels, you must first be prepared to die on the battlefield."
Fat Cat picked up the Wen Dan pot, took a sip of tea, and said confidently: "Well, Atang has arranged the best hospital for them, no one will die."
Huoshui, Datian, Zhurouming, Afeng's class and Qunle Dadi were in the chess and card room on the second floor, all with gloomy expressions.
Ah Feng said with a dark face: "Ah Long, you have to give us an explanation!"
Jiu Wenlong smoked a cigarette with a calm expression: "What's the explanation?"
Datian cursed, "Tian Naxing, so many brothers in the society died, all because of you."
Jiu Wenlong said coldly: "If you are a gangster, you will either go to heaven or hell. If you are afraid of death, just tell me and I will replace you with another brother. Tonight, although you lost the fight, you have won the limelight."
"Who dares to say that our group is a bunch of assholes?"
Gou Rouming looked pained and asked sternly, "Don't you know that the company suffered a huge loss?" "Big?"
"There are only a dozen thugs. Now that the name has become famous, we are afraid that there won't be any thugs to come and visit us. The company will pay for the resettlement and medical expenses." Jiu Wenlong exhaled smoke, and even his explanation lacked sincerity.
Gou Rou Ming's eyes were filled with hatred, and he kept saying, "Okay, okay, Ding Ye, remember to give the brothers enough money for medicine and resettlement expenses."
Huoshui sensed the dissatisfaction of his three subordinates and felt unhappy, but he hid it and promised with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, A-Ming."
Yesterday, in front of the three hall masters, he personally promised to support Jiu Wenlong, and now he can't deny it.
Datian turned around and made a phone call. He looked angry and shouted, "Send Ah Gang to the best hospital in Kowloon."
"Fuck your mother, she still needs treatment even if she's dead, do you understand hospice care?"
Ah Feng also went to make a phone call and said loudly: "Contact the best funeral company for Ah Hui. Ah Hui was so brave just now. The society should pay for a cemetery for him and hold a grand funeral for him!"
Huoshui's heart bled when he heard that the three hall masters were taking the opportunity to cheat him, but he couldn't save money now as he was afraid that his brothers would be disappointed.
"In two days, eight of my brothers died and nine were seriously injured. I had to spend a million on medicine. If we play for another three days, millions of dollars will be gone."
"Aarong is trying to trick me by waving the flag, but Datian and the others think that Aarong is following my orders to weaken their power?" Huoshui is not a fool. Two nights are enough time for him to react.
But he and Qunle were put on the stage and couldn't retreat, because Jiuwenlong had already revealed his cards. In the society, the Zhashi people were scheming against each other and had their own thoughts, so it was impossible for them to unite to fight Jiuwenlong.
The company lost 20 backbones, which was already a serious blow. If 50 were really lost, it would be meaningless to win against Zhongyitang. Because Hequnle had lost a generation of backbones, it was difficult to hold on to the territory, let alone rise again.
Huoshui looked at the crowd dispersing in Temple Street and made up his mind secretly: "The fort is here to be sacrificed. The people of Zhongyi Hall are eager to get rid of you as soon as possible!"
Yin Zhaotang didn't expect that he and Qun Lezhu would betray their brothers. Not only did Shuang Hua Hong Gun come to him to sell out his master, but the master also came to him to sell out his younger brother!
In a dog meat restaurant in Shek Kip Mei, Huoshui, wearing a red and white checkered shirt, was cooking hot pot and dipping vegetables in it.
He saw Yin Zhaotang come in with two brothers, picked up an unopened bottle of whiskey, pretended to be very familiar with it, pointed at the label, and laughed heartily: "Atang, Johnnie Walker with dog meat hot pot, very enjoyable!"
Yin Zhaotang sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and looked very stylish.
"Brother Huoshui, Lao Zhong and Qun Le are sworn enemies, what do you want from me?"
Huoshui opened the wine bottle, bent down to pour the wine, and said politely: "Atang, Jiuwenlong didn't even ask for my opinion when he issued a letter of challenge."
"I asked him to come out just to take over Da Pao's territory. Who would have thought that this traitor would dare to mess things up in my name?"
He picked up the glass that was one-third filled with whiskey and said respectfully, "I apologize first. I hired the wrong person."
Then, he drank it all in one gulp, feeling very refreshed.
Yin Zhaotang was a little surprised at Huoshui's flexibility, or rather, his shamelessness. As a leader of a gang, he was given a large sum of money to pay for his mistake with wine.
The status in the underworld is indeed earned by fighting with fists.
Niu Qiang and Hua Pi stood beside them, looking disgusted. They really looked down on the whole group of people.
Shen Xian Tang slammed the table and said unhappily, "You picked that star and said sorry, and you want to write off the blood debt. My brother's blood was shed in vain!"
(End of this chapter)