Chapter 222 1 will achieve great success

Chapter 222 1 will achieve great success

Chapter 222 One general succeeds and thousands of bones wither
The next day, early in the morning.

More than two dozen cleaners were holding mops and cleaning the devastated Lockhart Road. Shop owners also joined the cleaning team with their own workers.

"Your mother, you spend all day shopping and showing off your horse instead of doing your job, you damned gangster."

"Shit, even the shutter door of my shop had to be cut twice. What a waste of time."

"The bosses don't do their job and all the taxes are fed to the dogs." Several shop owners complained loudly, carrying buckets of water.

The streets must be cleaned before nine o'clock, otherwise it will affect daytime business.

The number of horse-showing incidents in Hong Kong Island has decreased in recent years, but the public's acceptance of the issue is getting lower and lower, and a large number of complaints are made to the police force every time a horse-showing incident occurs.

Fortunately, the market is booming and the economy is developing rapidly, so the bosses will not go hungry if they don’t do business for a day.

Otherwise, the bosses would take over the responsibility, kill the gangsters, and start their own gang.

"Wow."

At this time, a cleaner flushed sewage towards the manhole cover, which actually flushed out several pieces of blood and flesh on the concrete road.

The stench rose from the bottom of the well, making him pinch his nose and gag. He cursed with a disgusted look on his face: "Fuck you, you are chopping pork on the street, and you chop it into such small pieces."

The shop owner stood at the door and sneered, "Some unlucky guy has gone to see the King of Hell. His death was really miserable."

When someone is hacked normally, the blood on the ground will be splattered, and occasionally there will be pools of blood, which is a sign that someone is in great danger.

Like the blood and flesh next to the manhole cover, it's not just about chopping people, it's about stepping on people and chopping them up!

Last night, there were two people showing off their horse racing skills. One of them was an old acquaintance of the shop owners, the Tiger of Wan Chai, Chen Yaoxing. Many shop owners were betting on horses, playing cards, and looking for prostitutes at his stalls.

One is a newcomer in Wan Chai, but he is quite famous. Someone has heard the news. He put his hands on his hips, smoked a cigarette, and said, "I tell you, Chen Yaoxing is really inhumane and deliberately framed me."

"The person who was chopped to death was Brother Zhazi."

"What? Zhazai is dead?" the hardware store owner asked in surprise.

The store owner replied: "Not only Zha Zai, but even Gan Zai is dead."

Young and gangsters often say that they have one foot in heaven and one foot in hell, but gang leaders like Zha Zai and Gan Zai actually have a very stable status.

The sudden deaths of gangsters were not uncommon to everyone, but the fact that Chen Yaoxing lost two of his most important men at once seemed to be something that even ordinary people could see.

"Haha, Brother Yaoxing is in trouble."

Po Lam Road, Great Shing Temple.

In front of the main hall, there is a mourning hall. Five monks are chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures. There are two spirit tablets on the altar, which read "The spirit tablet of Lin Kaihua of Hongmen Zhongyi Hall" and "The spirit tablet of Jiang Boyan of Hongmen Zhongyi Hall".

Next to the black wood and gold-painted spirit tablet is a black photo of the two people.

King, as the eldest brother of the two, was kneeling at the host's seat, wearing mourning clothes for his brothers.

There were more than a dozen brothers from Prince Dao in the incense hall, wearing Western clothes and white flowers on their chests.

Their tired faces and the cigarette butts scattered on the floor at the door showed that the brothers had been keeping vigil all night.

Two coffins were placed in the hall, and there were dozens of wreaths in the mourning hall.

As the leader of the gang, Yin Zhaotang was dressed in a suit and neatly dressed, and was welcoming his fellow disciples who came to pay homage in front of the palace gate.

Fat Cat, Gao Laosen, Big Mole, Skinny Ghost, Lian Yaoji, Lu Qingdong, and Liang Jiacong all brought people here.

After Jiang Hao burned incense and handed over the funeral money, he walked out of the mourning hall and said, "Brother Tang, thank you for your hard work."

"Ahua and Yanzi have no family members, so as the boss, I must step in." Yin Zhaotang's identity is not suitable for keeping vigil, but the reception and seeing off requires a person of status.

Jiang Hao nodded and asked with concern, "What about Ah Hua and Yan Zi's money?"

"Ahua has a girl, you can leave her to study. Yanzai only has one girlfriend, you can use the money to buy a cemetery." Yin Zhaotang doesn't trust the Hong Kong girl. If he gives the money from his dead boyfriend to a woman, it might turn into a sports car for his new boyfriend.

Jiang Hao walked out of the mourning hall and waved to Sha Hui to follow him: "Let's go back to the gym."

"Boss, let's take a sauna and relax." Sha Hui just got a bonus of 1,000 yuan and missed Ali, the masseuse from Fu'an.

"If you don't practice boxing well, do you want to lie down next time?" Jiang Hao stared with eyes as big as copper bells, with a terrifying aura.

Dan Tart drove to the entrance of San Sheng Temple, landed in a hurry, and whispered, "Boss, the owner of a nightclub, two KTVs and five saunas on Lockhart Road has already negotiated with them and agreed to let the brothers in the hall go in to look after the place."

"Okay, at five o'clock in the evening, at Dongguan Restaurant, I'll invite a few bosses to have dinner together."

Egg Tart nodded: "Understood, I'll call and reserve a seat."

Yesterday, Zhongyitang had proved that it had the strength to step into Wan Chai, especially the deaths of Ganzai and Zhazai, which caused quite a stir in the underworld.

Yin Zhaotang asked Dan Tart to contact the boss in Wan Chai while the word was popular.

If we lower the viewing fees and alcohol commission a bit, it will be no problem to take over a few small venues.

Because, after Ganzai and Zhazai died, the owners of the venues they were protecting could, according to the rules, select new people to look after the venues.

Xinji couldn't hold the place, so he gave someone a flag, but he couldn't go and cause trouble for the boss.

While Dantà was on the phone, he looked up at the white flag fluttering on the red wall, feeling inexplicably melancholy: “It’s not easy to put up a flag.”

In one night, there were over a hundred people with minor injuries and more than thirty brothers who were seriously injured. For the next week, the Great Sage Palace would chant sutras and recite Buddhist scriptures to hold funerals for the brothers who died in battle.

If someone like Yanzai has no worries, he can use the resettlement fee to buy a grave.

If you want to give money to your family, your body will be cremated after the funeral and its ashes will be placed in the coffin in the Merit Pavilion of the Great Sage Palace.

The head of the group donated money to build a temple and set up the mountain gate in the temple, which has practical significance. It is true that one general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. A battle in Wan Chai is enough to fight all the sunset societies of that year.

Now the society is becoming stronger and stronger, and its reputation is growing.

"If I can take over half of Chen Yaoxing's territory, Lao Zhong can open another gang." When Yin Zhaotang was away from his relatives and friends, he would light a cigar and calculate the gains and losses in his heart.

Zuo Shou, wearing a suit, walked over and said, "Boss, the brothers' medical expenses have been paid. Twenty-three brothers were taken back to the police station this morning, and they spent a sum of bail money."

"If I choose that star, the police will just take advantage of me."

Yin Zhaotang cursed, but still took off the big gold Rolex from his wrist, handed it to his left hand and said, "Take it and exchange it for some money first."

Zuo Shou smiled and said, "It's done."

"Where did the money come from?"

All the money in the gang's account had been spent. The appearance fee of more than 2,000 people in one night, 500 yuan per person, amounted to one million Hong Kong dollars.

Jie Shiyong, Lao Mo has made a son, but the red envelope he deserves should not be less, and the rest should be used for medical expenses, resettlement expenses, etc.

No matter how powerful a boss is, he will be squeezed dry.

Originally, the Mong Kok Hall had quite a lot of money, but to maintain the financial resources one needs capital, and the brothers need to have the money to cover their expenses every month.

The money in his pocket was deposited into his personal account, but after deducting the money for buying a house and a car, the total amount was only over 3 million Hong Kong dollars.

I want to set up a music company, and the three million is just the right amount to have in reserve.

The business was booming, but it grew too rapidly, causing Shenxiantang to fall into the same predicament as many newcomers in the business world: they had a lot of assets but not much available money.

What a rich poor fellow.

The gang, which should have provided a lot of quick money, became famous because of a small-time gang. In order to maintain its reputation, it had to use the money to support the thugs.

Plus he has to do good deeds
Yin Zhaotang sometimes feels that he is just an employee who has been contributing to the GDP of Hong Kong Island for two whole years!
Zuoshou said proudly: "I am a white paper fan, I have many ways to do it."

Yin Zhaotang warned: "Don't do anything that breaks the rules."

"Boss, that's enough. Stop nagging like my mom, okay?" Zuo Shou said impatiently, but when he saw Boss putting on the watch with a smile, his face was filled with joy.

"A guest is coming!"

When Yin Zhaotang saw a car parked, he immediately went forward to greet it in a serious manner.

Zuoshou saw that the boss was busy, so he lowered his head and said to Dan Tart, "Dan Tart, send it to my Tai Po."

"What are you going to Tai Po for? Be careful of Sun Kee." Dan Tart looked puzzled but still took out his car keys.

Zuo Shou smiled and said, "Looking for Dabu Niu, I picked up a new car."

"Brother Zuoshou, have you changed your car again?" Dan Tart asked excitedly about the model of the car. It was only when they arrived in Tai Po that they discovered that Zuoshou had replaced the Mercedes-Benz with a Crown.

When Yin Zhaotang saw his friend getting out of the BMW, he never thought it would be Lin Jing, a veteran of Xinji.

Lin Jing was dressed simply in a silver-gray suit, with a little gray hair on his temples.

He came to the mourning hall, took off his sunglasses, and asked softly, "Mr. Yin, can I have a stick of incense? I hope I won't disturb you."

"Mr. Lin is thoughtful and welcomes guests."

Yin Zhaotang clapped his hands and the men who had gathered at the door made way for him. Although many of the brothers in Zhongyi Hall looked unhappy, Lin Jing walked into the Sansheng Palace calmly as if a breeze was blowing on his face, and even glanced at the construction scaffolding outside the Erlang Palace.

Lin Jiang closed the black umbrella in his hand and followed the two people into the hall.

The group of five came in a very low-key manner, burning incense and giving gifts.

Lin Jing looked at Yin Zhaotang at the door and nodded in praise: "Mr. Yin is really a handsome man. I have heard people talk about you in Taiwan."

"Mr. Lin, you're too polite. I think Lao Zhong's business hasn't reached Taiwan yet, right?"

Lin Jiang smiled and said, "But your reputation as a fierce fairy has already spread to Taiwan."

Lin Jing used his eyes to signal his nephew not to interrupt, and apologized to Yin Zhaotang in a low voice: "I have heard a little about what happened to the two brothers of Guixiangtang. Feizaixing did something a bit over the line, but Xinji was busy with the lawsuit and really had no energy to manage it."

"Mr. Yin is a reasonable person and should understand that Xinji's situation is special."

Yin Zhaotang sneered and said in a rather arrogant tone: "Now that you feel the pain of being beaten, you come to me to make peace?"

Lin Jiang looked sullen and secretly unhappy that he did not have the broad-mindedness of his uncle Lin Jing.

Lin Jing smiled at the sarcasm and extended his hand, saying, "If Mr. Yin can help Xinji clean up the mess, Xinji can also help Mr. Yin solve the future troubles."

"Mr. Lin has decided to cede the land?"

Yin Zhaotang raised his eyebrows, looked up and down at the famous chief steward in front of him, stretched out his hand and shook his hand: "It seems that Xinji still has to be managed by Lin Sheng."

When Chen Yaoxing lost his territory, he lost his reputation, but it had nothing to do with the interests of the Lin and Xiang families.

The new account in Wan Chai will only be handed over to Axe Jun.

Although, after defeating Chen Yaoxing, Lao Zhong might not be able to eat all of it, but he would have no problem eating enough to gain a foothold in Wan Chai.

The cooperation with Lin is not to settle old grudges, but to avoid having to fight fewer battles in the future.

"Mr. Yin knows how to stop, which makes me happy. Young people are really smart."

"I have something to do at the company, so I'll leave first. We'll definitely have tea when we have the chance." Lin Jing put on his sunglasses again and left in the car without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)