Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

Zhang Xian's words caused a huge uproar.

It was scary enough that he came back to life, and now he was going to clear out He Liansheng's uncles and aunts.

It's really shocking.

However, Yutou Biao, Dapu Hei and others present thought it over carefully and felt that it seemed good.

They are not Zhang Xian, and they did not become famous at a young age.

He joined He Liansheng in his twenties and spent more than ten years to become the leader.

However, even if he became the head of the hall, there was still a so-called uncle or uncle generation that was suppressing him.

No matter who it is, it would make them feel uncomfortable.

Abolish the right of uncles and uncles to make decisions!

Many people secretly shouted "Great!"

The Mesozoic generation secretly cheered, but the uncles and uncles could not help but jump up and down in anger.

"Zhang Xian! The system of He Liansheng that has lasted for more than a hundred years cannot be abolished just like a young boy like you!"

"You don't understand He Liansheng at all!"

"You in Sham Shui Po, the old ones are not presentable, and the young ones are not presentable either! I object!"

As the real power holder among the uncles, Chuanbao would be the first to get angry when Uncle Deng was the boss.

Originally, the relationship between Chuanbao and Deng Bo was not so good, but a character like Zhang Xian appeared.

Let two uncles who don't get along well unite.

Sure enough, the way to unite two people is to find a common enemy.

"You object?" Hearing these three words, Zhang Xian's hands almost felt like slapping someone.

It was just that Chuanbao was lucky to be sitting at the other end, otherwise he would have been slapped in the face.

Yutou Biao, one of Chuanbao's men, remained silent, watching his boss competing with others.

It can be seen from this that Yutoubiao is also unwilling to accept the explosion.

But there is no other way, he still has to rely on skewers to make a living.

The leaders of He Liansheng are divided into those with real power and those who are puppets.

People like Da D, Zhang Xian, and other uncles who have little say are the ones with real power.

People like Yutoubiao and Dapuhei, although they are the masters of a certain area, they have uncles who are in charge of things above them.

As long as they don't obey, the boss above them can replace them immediately.

"Yes, I object!" Chuanbao glared and yelled at Zhang Xian.

Feiji and Dongguanzi looked at each other and prepared to go over to ask Chuanbao to be polite and not speak loudly to Mr. Zhang.

Just as the two took a step forward, they were stopped by Zhang Xian: "Don't be impulsive, we are all on the same side."

Chuanbao was shocked when he saw Feiji and Dongguanzi were about to attack him.

When they were stopped by Zhang Xian, they immediately sat down quietly again.

Not only did he sit still, he also accused Zhang Xian: "Zhang Xian! What do you mean, do you want to hit me?"

Zhang Xian had already arranged a way for him to die: "Hit you? How could that be? I'm going to send you to the moon."

Chuanbao's face darkened: "What moon? I don't know what that means!"

Just as the explosion was about to attack Zhang Xian, Uncle Deng spoke.

"Okay, today is a club meeting, what's the point of making a fuss?"

Then he looked at Zhang Xian and said, "You keep saying that the development of the society doesn't need us old guys to dictate."

"I want to know what you'll do when you get old. You'll be old one day too!"

Dunbar asked this important question.

This question is not asked to Zhang Xian, but to other hall masters.

If you support Zhang Xian and abolish the right of our older generation to attend meetings, what will you do when you are old?

You have to know that you are not young either, you are not Zhang Xian who is in his twenties.

Many people understood what Deng Bo meant and began to think about it.

If they were in their twenties now, they would definitely support Zhang Xian.

But they are all in their forties, and in a few years, they will have to retire and become uncles.

So, they support Deng Bo for no other reason.

Just to step down, he can still speak as loudly as Chuanbao!

Zhang Xian looked at the changes on everyone's faces and couldn't help but admire the fat guy Deng Bo. No wonder he had controlled He Liansheng for more than 20 years.

With just one sentence, he brought everyone to his side.

Zhang Xian had nothing to say about this situation.

"When I get old, I will definitely retire with honor. I won't retire and still cling to power."

“Each generation has its own things to do.”

"If a society is still made up of the same group of people after decades, it will get moldy."

"Okay, I'm just suggesting it, it's OK if you don't agree."

Rolling up his sleeves and looking at the time, Zhang Xian still had things to do.

He stood up, straightened his collar, and said to Deng Bo: "Anyway, let me say this in advance. I hope what happened today will be the last time."

"If I find out someone is messing with me again, don't blame me for turning my back on them!"

"Brother Big D, Brother Blowing Chicken, Brother Le, I'm leaving first." Zhang Xian took his men away.

The people whose names were called were stunned for a moment, and the first to react was Big D.

Big D quickly caught up with Zhang Xian: "Ah Xian, I'll go with you."

Blowing the chicken belatedly realized what had happened, stood up and smiled at everyone: "I'll go back first too."

A Le was a little confused when his name was called, but this time Uncle Deng disappointed him again.

Zhang Xian seemed to be trying to win him over. Thinking of this, Ah Le stood up slowly: "Uncle Deng, Brother Chuanbao, and all the bosses. I have something else to do at home, so I'll go back first."

After the four people left, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became cold.

But Deng Bo didn't care and clapped his hands: "Okay, those who should leave have left, and I also have something to say."

"Zhang Xian's tricks only benefit himself. He wants to dig up our and Liansheng's roots!"

"If he is really kicked out by us, in a few years, he will be the only one who has the final say in Liansheng."

"We can't let him dominate the society alone..."

outside.

Zhang Xian leaned against the car and looked at the people who followed him out.

"Ah Xian, believe me, I really have no intention of taking your territory. I just don't want to see them succeed..."

Big D was still explaining to Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian didn't have time to argue with him: "I won't say more. At eight o'clock, Sham Shui Po has backbone."

Big D nodded, called Changmao and drove away.

The next one was the chicken blowing, and Zhang Xian said the same thing: "Eight o'clock, Sham Shui Po, my family has backbone."

Chuiji didn't dare to say much, just nodded, then got in the car and left.

Finally, it was Ah Le's turn. Ah Le looked at Zhang Xian and said, "Brother Xian, you know I have to listen to Uncle Deng's words..."

Zhang opened the car door first: "Get in, we'll talk in the car."

A Le hesitated for a moment, but still got in the car.

In the car.

Ah Le was a little nervous. After all, Zhang Xian never hesitated when doing things.

"Brother Le, do you want to be the one in charge?" Zhang Xian directly asked what Ah Le was thinking.

Ah Le's pupils shrank, and then he immediately shook his head and smiled: "Haha, how could that be?"

"Everyone knows that the one with the most fame in Heliansheng is you, Brother Xian. You will be the one who makes the decisions in the next term."

"I, Ah Le, can't even defend Jordan's territory, so what qualifications do I have to choose the person in charge..."

"I've already made up my mind. If Jordan is gone, I'll open a restaurant and stop hanging out in the gang..."

Ah Le spoke seriously, and if Zhang didn't know who he was, he would have believed it.

"Brother Le, stop joking. I, Zhang Xian, will not be the boss."