Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 26 The feeling of outright robbery is just so exhilarating!
Guohua remained silent for a long while before cautiously speaking:
“Brother Kun, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

Handsome Kun's expression immediately changed:

"Go to hell, Guohua. I'm being nice to you, and you're giving me the cold shoulder?"

"Do I have to yell at you before you feel better?"

"You worthless wretch!"

"I'm so damn angry!"

Guohua was furious; he wished he could send a gunman to shoot a hole in Liangkun.

But he dared not.

Liang Kun is no incompetent man; he is a well-known figure in the underworld.

"Straw Sandal Kun" was just a joke.

If he were truly an unknown person, how would Guohua know his name?
Even so, her dignity was not something that Liang Kun could challenge.

Guohua's hand gripping the phone was bulging with veins.

However, the moment I thought of Gandhi, all my anger vanished without a trace!
Gandhi may be a bit slow-witted, but he's not someone you should mess with.

If he finds out about this, it will be terrible.

Even without photos, Gandhi would have set himself on fire.

Those who operate in the underworld never care about evidence!
Those who need evidence in a case are the police!

Those short mules don't need any evidence; just suspecting you is enough!

Thinking of this, Guohua said with a sense of frustration:

"Brother Kun, it was my fault. I was blind."

What will it take for you to calm down?

Handsome Kun gave a cold laugh:
"You bitch!"

"I originally wanted to work with you, but now I've changed my mind."

"Isn't that the opulent nightclub on Nathan Road yours? Oh, and Nightlife Jiangnan seems to be yours too?"

"I want both of these venues!"

Guohua was furious:
"Handsome Kun, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Those who sell their fans usually don't run their own fan clubs. The reason is simple: if they did, they would inevitably sell their fans within their own fan clubs.

This makes it extremely easy for the police to spot you.

It's even more likely that they'll follow the clues and bring down the whole family in one fell swoop.

Why bother?
But this doesn't mean that those who sell their products don't have their own territory anymore.

As the largest underground force in the area, they still collect protection money as usual.

Coincidentally, the two venues and the street that Liang Kun mentioned were Guo Hua's territory.

It is also widely acknowledged in the martial arts world.

Protection fees may seem insignificant, but every gang collects them.

However, this is the most stable source of income in the basement!
none of them!

Regardless of the socio-economic situation, shops must be opened. As long as people open shops, there will be a continuous stream of protection fees.

This is a business that requires a steady, long-term approach.

Nothing could be safer!
How could Guohua possibly give up such a huge piece of fat meat?
Young Kun was even angrier than him:
“You’re unwilling? Then I’ll just tell Gandhi the news directly. I think he’ll definitely give me half of your fortune as a token of his gratitude.”

"Maybe I'll gain another territory!"

Guohua was terrified, and all the anger in his body vanished without a trace.

"Give!"

"I give!"

"Brother Kun, please calm down!"

Handsome Kun revealed his vicious true colors:

"I need those two venues tomorrow!"

"That street is mine too!"

Guohua said helplessly:
"You must promise to destroy the photos after you get these two venues!"

Handsome Kun laughed heartily:

"Of course, people are out in the game to make money, not to offend people."

"Give me that street, and we'll be even!"

Guohua said weakly:
You'd better do it this way!

Handsome Kun angrily said:

"Go ask around in the martial arts world, I, Ah Kun, have always made a living with my looks." "Who in the martial arts world doesn't give me some face?"

Guohua gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, I'll notify them today, and your people can go and receive them tomorrow."

Liang Kun laughed loudly, his voice hoarse and unpleasant:

"Happy cooperation!"

Guohua didn't say a word at all!

Of course we're having a great time cooperating! You're stealing food from my mouth!
It was still somewhat unbelievable that Lam Kwan hung up the phone:

"Damn it, I robbed a whole street from Guohua?"

Wang Dao immediately said:
"Kun-ge is awesome!"

Li Fu and Chen Yongren immediately offered their congratulations.

The two of them had a nagging feeling that if anyone had something on Guohua, as long as they didn't make excessive demands, Guohua would probably agree to them.
Looking at it this way, shouldn't the eldest brother be the one who deserves the most credit?

Does Dingye seem to be just a tool?

Liang Kun was almost overjoyed, and he hugged Wang Dao tightly, praising him:

"I knew you were a genius the first time I met you."

"It turns out I had a really good eye!"

"Ah Dao, you don't need to flatter me. We got a street from Guohua so easily, and you deserve the most credit."

Wang Dao chuckled and said:

"Boss, you're so awesome. I can use your name to do things when I go out."

Liang Kun became increasingly satisfied and laughed unrestrainedly.

It feels so good to just rob someone.

It's awesome to be able to take over an entire street in Mong Kok without firing a single shot!
Liang Kun felt a little giddy.

Wang Dao waited for him to laugh for a while before explaining:
"Both Jinbihuihuang and Yese Jiangnan are ranked among the top 20 venues."

“We collect protection money from each family every month, which amounts to one million.”

Liang Kun was taken aback:
"so much?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"Their turnover is terrifyingly large, with at least tens of millions of yuan flowing in every month."

"Based on this alone, we will never lack sources of income in the future."

Liang Kun laughed even louder.

He was almost ecstatic.

Jiang Tiansheng said that as long as the Mong Kok branch can successfully establish its presence, the Mong Kok branch will not need to hand over its assets within six months.

In other words, all this money belongs to Mong Kok himself.

With just these two nightclubs, they can easily earn ten million!

It's true that gangsters need to rise to the top to get rich.

"But Brother Kun, our territory is still a bit too small."

Liang Kun's smile vanished abruptly, and he stared at Wang Dao in disbelief:

"Ah Dao, you have a big heart."

"Yau Tsim Mong is one of the most lucrative areas in Hong Kong, and it is also a battleground."

"The gangs that can establish themselves here all send out people who are at the Red Pole level."

"We're just starting out in Mong Kok, and it's already quite an achievement that we can occupy a street here."

"Let's take it slow with the rest."

Handsome Kun exclaimed, "Wow!"

He thought he was arrogant enough, but he didn't expect Wang Dao to be even more arrogant than he thought.

One street isn't enough?

So dissatisfied?
It's good that my younger brother is ambitious, but too ambitious... I feel I need to teach him more about how to conduct himself in society.

Wang Dao was particularly embarrassed and said shyly:
"Brother Kun, you don't know this, but when I was making inquiries today, I also received a message from another person."

The way Liang Kun looked at Wang Dao was like he was looking at a ghost or a god:

"How much the hell did you pay for this information?"

"Can 100,000 yuan really buy so much information?"

"You're not fucking lying to me, are you?"

"How much money did you put in yourself?"

(End of this chapter)