Hong Kong variety show: I can boost loyalty, the most generous boss.

Chapter 82, Section 81. You're threatening me by killing crows, aren't you? Okay, I'm really scared!

It's estimated that just one movie could earn hundreds of millions, and there are also the same trench coat, sunglasses, and pistol models worn by Chow Yun-fat that can be sold.

These movie merchandise items are sold at Yang's Cinemas, and many people buy them as souvenirs every day.

"Boss, many little girls are asking to buy Song Zijie's posters. Your posters are sold out. Do you want to order a few more?"

Yang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had suddenly become famous and had many female fans. He would be recognized when he walked on the street.

"No! I refuse all advertisements!"

Yang Jun is a boss, not some celebrity's servant. He can only earn a little money by shooting commercials. It would be better to let artists like Chow Yun-fat and Zhu Baoyi shoot more commercials and make money for him!

"Boss, there's one more thing. Chief Superintendent York of the Police Public Relations Branch would like to meet with you."

Oh? What brings the foreign Chief Superintendent of the Police Department to see me?
"Tell him to go to the reception room; I'll see him in a bit."

Yang Jun was secretly delighted. Now even the Chief Superintendent of the Police Department had to wait for him? These foreigners had to bow down to rich people.

York, dressed in a white police uniform, sat in the reception room and waited for Yang Jun for ten minutes without showing the slightest impatience!

"Hello, Mr. Yang~"

York saw Yang Jun enter the reception room and stood up with a smile to greet him.

"Commander York, please have a seat!"

York, a foreigner in his forties, always had a smile on his face, unlike other foreigners who had an arrogant demeanor.

"Mr. Yang, I apologize for the intrusion! It's like this, I've also seen your company's movies!"

"Our police force hopes to maintain a cooperative relationship with your company and cultivate a more positive image."

After Superintendent York rambled on for ten minutes, Yang Jun roughly understood what he meant: the police image in "A Better Tomorrow" was quite good, and they hoped that Giant Movies would make more positive-energy movies.

So-called positive energy movies are those that highlight the integrity, kindness, and courage of the Hong Kong police; anything critical is out of the question!
Yang Jun is no ordinary person now; he is the behind-the-scenes boss of one of Hong Kong's three major film companies, and any movie he makes has a huge social impact.

Back when he was a shorty, even an inspector could bully him. But now, even a foreign chief superintendent has to come to his door asking him for favors!

This is the value of rights. Public opinion is also a kind of right. Hong Kong is a community with freedom of speech, and film company bosses have a lot of say.

However, those box office flops don't get this treatment. If they don't cooperate, the police have plenty of ways to deal with them!

"Superintendent York, police-community cooperation is our duty. Let's have dinner together tonight!"

Superintendent York also wanted to get to know the movie mogul, and after a meal, the two became quite familiar with each other.

Given Yang Jun's background, he would inevitably have to deal with these police officers in the future. Before leaving, Yang Jun gave York a box of local specialties.

York did indeed accept it; as expected, those foreigners are all greedy and greedy!

Amsterdam.

This is the capital of the windmill country of Holland, most famous for its red-light district. In this magical country, many illegal activities are legal.

For example, red-light districts are legal, every sex worker is licensed to work, ensures their hygiene, and pays taxes to the government.

Marijuana is also legal, and many crimes that are strictly prohibited in other countries are legal in Holland.

Because of these bizarre laws, criminal gangs in Helan are rampant, and short mules from all over the world come to Helan to make a living.

Dongxing sells baby formula in Amsterdam, and Crow has lived in Holland for several years and is very familiar with the area!

In the movie, Crow of the East Star killed Chiang Tin-sang in Amsterdam because Amsterdam was the East Star's headquarters.

"Brother Crow, when can we go back to China? My girlfriend has been stolen away."

Tattooed Dragon is Raven's newly recruited henchman.

This tattooed dragon was tricked into coming to Helan by Crow, but he stayed for three months and still hasn't returned to China. His girlfriend was cheated on by his best friend.

"Ah Long, we're doing something big. Women will only slow me down when I draw my sword!"

Have you ever seen the boss with a girlfriend? Probably not~

The crow is spouting nonsense; the truth is, the crow is too ugly to find a pretty girl!

The crow patted the tattooed dragon on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Come on, let me show you Amsterdam's nightlife!"

"Thanks for your hard work these past few days. The boss will take you riding those gorgeous foreign horses tonight!"

Tattoo Dragon and Ah Mao exchanged glances. Had their boss changed his ways? Had the sun risen in the west?
They've been following the crow for so long, often going hungry for three days and nine meals a day. The crow usually feeds their underlings the cheapest boxed lunches.

But young people's eyes light up when they hear about riding a big foreign horse.

Crow had no choice; he needed to transport a shipment to Hong Kong in a week, so he had to send his underlings to risk their lives.

In order to win over these underlings, we have to bleed money once!
Damn it! After hiding in Helan for so long, Handsome Jun should have calmed down by now!
"Hmph! So what if he's handsome? He still can't find me."

The crow led its henchmen to a small shop with pink lights. It had two floors, and downstairs sat a dozen scantily clad foreign girls.

The crow entered the house and smiled generously at the younger brother:

"Pick whatever you like, the boss's on the tab!"

Tattoo Dragon and his dozen or so underlings chuckled. They hadn't touched a woman in a month, so even though these foreign girls in front of them were not very attractive, they could still enjoy their meal!

"Boss, can I have two?"

"Tattooed Dragon, one foreign girl is enough for you, two? Get lost!"

The crow was stingy; it refused to let its little brother waste food and directly chose the two prettiest ones.

"You two, come in with me."

With a dozen or so henchmen and Crow, they practically booked all the girls in the shop, and the madam couldn't stop smiling!

This is a big business opportunity, haha! Asian money is so easy to make; they're not picky at all!
Five minutes later, a car pulled up at the entrance, and a white man in his twenties said in English:

"The crow is inside, give me the money!"

Wang Jianjun and the others couldn't understand, so they could only ask the Hong Kong translator next to them. The translator was a Hong Konger in his thirties, wearing glasses and looking very polite.

He said the crows were inside, and they wanted you to give them money.

Wang Jianjun pulled out a stack of US dollars, roughly 10, and said with a sneer:
“Tell him that if he deceives me, the entire Orleck family will die!”

The Hong Kong translator was startled and looked troubled, but he still translated it honestly.

“Tell these Hong Kong people that our O'Leary family values ​​reputation above all else. We will give information to whoever pays us.”

The white man in his twenties was very agitated, as if Wang Jianjun had insulted his family. After taking the money, he angrily left the car.

"Can I leave now? Who are you people?"

The Hong Kong translator also sensed something was wrong. He was just earning a translation fee and had no intention of getting involved in any gangland feuds.

"Dajun, watch over him and take him inside."

Dajun grinned maliciously, pulled out a Black Star pistol, and pressed it against the waist of the Hong Kong translator.

"Be honest, we don't want to kill anyone!"

The Hong Kong translator is about to cry. What kind of karma has this person created? These people don't seem like good people!

The two brothers, Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo, got out of the car and headed straight for the shop with the pink light-up sign.

The large group followed behind with a translator; there was no other way, given their low level of education, they couldn't understand anything abroad! The foreign madam, seeing more customers arriving, greeted them with a smile:
"You'll need to wait a moment. Sit down and have some drinks. The ladies are all on duty!"

Wang Jianjun, expressionless, took out a photograph and coldly asked:
Where is this person?

The Hong Kong translator quickly completed the translation, not daring to delay for a moment.
The madam, seeing that it wasn't a customer, immediately relaxed and said unhappily:

"I've never seen it!"

Wang Jianguo was about to make a move, but his brother Wang Jianjun stopped him, smiling as he took out a stack of US dollars and placed them in the madam's hand.

The madam, her eyes lighting up at the sight of money, nodded repeatedly, saying, "There's at least ten thousand US dollars here."
"I've seen it, in VIP room 666 on the second floor~"

"Take me up there~"

The madam was a little unhappy. It was already wrong to betray the guests' privacy, and it would be even worse to take them upstairs.

"Is this all right?"

Wang Jianjun pulled out another $1, leaving the madam dumbfounded. Wow, he's really rich!
Now, let alone taking them up there, I'd be willing to let all four of them take turns firing a shot.

The madam led Wang Jianjun to room 666 on the second floor. Wang Jianjun coldly said to the madam:

"Open the door!"

The madam chuckled, flicked two fingers, and said to Wang Jianjun:

"Mani~"

That madam is so greedy! She's already got $20,000, and she's still asking for more money?

This time, Wang Jianjun wouldn't tolerate her. He pressed a Mitsubishi bayonet against the madam's waist and said calmly again:
"Open the door!"

The madam's face changed drastically, and she shakily took out the key; she had already become obedient!

The moment the door opened, Wang Jianjun kicked it open and rushed inside. The room was small and could be seen at a glance.

This is outrageous! The crows were still playing human pyramid when they saw three men in military uniforms rushing in through the door, carrying guns. They were so scared they cowered.

"Who are you? Get out!"

The crow was terrified. It touched the gun on its body, only to find that it was completely naked, without even a piece of clothing.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The two foreign women screamed repeatedly. Crow grabbed one of them and shoved her toward Wang Jianjun, then ran toward the window. This was the second floor, where he could jump out.

Holding a Black Star pistol, Wang Jianguo fired three shots at the crow's back, two of which hit the crow's back.

The crow fell to the ground, trembling as it looked at the three assassins before it. Its arrogant and domineering expression had vanished, replaced by fear and pleading for mercy.

"Don't kill me! I'll give you all the money!"

Crow had no idea who the three men in front of him were. He Lan's side had all sorts of people, and armed robbery was a common occurrence for them.

Wang Jianjun stepped forward and pressed the muzzle of his gun against Crow's forehead.

"Crow, my boss, Mr. Yang, sends his greetings~"

Mr. Yang? Crow was completely confused! But he quickly remembered that Handsome Jun's surname was Yang.
Damn it! He chased me all the way from Hong Kong to Amsterdam, that handsome guy really holds a grudge!

The crow was speechless. "I've been hiding in Amsterdam, and this handsome guy still sends assassins all the way to kill me. What grudge do they hold against me?"

I only tried to cut you once, and I didn't even succeed!
At worst, I'll let you chop me once, and we'll be even. But it's too much for you to chase me all the way to Amsterdam and shoot me.

"How much did you pay me, handsome? I'll give you double!"

"No, three times!"

Crow shouted hastily. In his opinion, these were just assassins sent by Handsome Jun, and there was no reason for them not to be interested in money!
Wang Jianjun didn't even lift his eyelids before pulling the trigger!

bang~
One shot shattered the crow's skull, one shot to the head. The crow died in a brothel in Amsterdam, its eyes still wide open.

The crow couldn't understand it even in death: how could these gunmen not love money?
Anyone who offends my brother Jun, no matter how far away, will be punished!

"Brother Crow~"

At the doorway, the tattooed dragon, wearing only shorts, was terrified upon seeing this scene and instinctively reached down to touch his waist.

boom!
Da Jun raised his gun and fired, pulling the trigger of his Black Star pistol. Blood spurted from Tattoo Dragon's chest as he fell to the floor, a gaping hole in his chest.

The other Tung Sing underlings all ran downstairs; they didn't have the courage to avenge Crow!
The madam and two prostitutes hid in a corner, trembling with fear, and blurted out:
"Don't kill me~ Don't kill me~"

Wang Jianjun stopped the army from continuing their slaughter, glaring at them and saying:

"Let's go! The cops will be here soon!"

Wang Jianjun pulled the Hong Kong guide up from the ground, and his younger brother Jianguo and Dajun helped the guide up as well, then dragged him out.

After getting into the car, Wang Jianjun made a satellite phone call to Yang Jun, the boss in Hong Kong.

"Boss, it's done, the crow is dead!"

Crow is dead, this drug dealer from Tung Sing is dead, and Hong Kong is rid of another scourge.

Yang Jun felt only satisfaction at the sight of such scum, and so he said with a smile:

"I've already arranged a cargo ship. Go back to Hong Kong on the ship, and someone will contact you!"

"Okay, got it!"

Wang Jianjun remained completely unmoved; whoever his boss ordered him to kill, he would kill.
The boss had been kind to him, and his life belonged to the boss, so he turned to look at the Hong Kong guide.

"You're coming back to Hong Kong with me too. Don't worry, I won't kill you."

The Hong Kong tour guide, his face long and crestfallen, could only nod. What could he do? He was desperate too.
Soon, a cargo ship from Europe to Hong Kong contacted Wang Jianjun. This was a cargo ship transporting pig trotters, and it was also a cargo ship under Yang Jun's control.

Tuo Di in Yuen Long, Tung Sing.

Camel had just gotten up and was about to go out for some exercise when his little brother, Smiling Tiger, rushed over.

"Boss, something's happened! Raven was shot dead in Armstrong yesterday!"

What? Camel's expression changed drastically. Crow was one of his five tigers, a top-notch henchman in Tung Sing, who had previously seized a lot of territory from Hung Hing.

Even though the crow is disobedient, it's still a member of the East Star gang, isn't it?

The camel, its face grim, asked coldly:
"Who did it?"

The smiling tiger adjusted his glasses and said to the camel:

"According to Crow's henchmen, they were three Chinese gunmen with mainland accents!"

Mainland accent? Big Circle Gang?

No way! The Big Circle Gang wouldn't travel all the way to Ho Lan to kill someone; it must have been a hired killer from Hong Kong.

"Boss, I heard that Handsome Jun has a bunch of gangsters under his command, all of them retired soldiers!"

Smiling Tiger recalled a rumor that only the Number Gang and Handsome Jun in the entire Hong Kong triads liked to recruit Big Circle Boys.

The Number Gang was originally established by the Kuomintang and has its own political stance, so it generally does not recruit retired soldiers from the mainland.

The most suspicious person is Handsome Jun. Camel slammed his hand heavily on the table.

"Hmph! Gather the men, and let's show off our handsome horses!"

The smiling tiger's lips twitched. So it turned out to be a horse-showing contest. Horse-showing isn't a fight; it's just a contest of numbers!
Handsome Jun killed the crow, and the camel was truly frightened; the older a person gets, the more timid they become!
Camel: Are you threatening me by killing the crow? Fine! The old man is really afraid of you.
(End of this chapter)