Shen Qian stood at the window, watching Zhang Xian's car leave, feeling a little empty.

She originally thought that Zhang Xian would find an excuse to stay a little longer, but he didn't. However, does this also prove that Zhang Xian is a gentleman?

"Mr. Zhang..."

She opened her red lips slightly and called Zhang Xian's name. She smiled and prepared to take a bath and go to bed. Tomorrow would be a new beginning.

Shen Qian was ready to call it a day, but Zhang Xian still had things to do.

He drove to the Walled City base.

Zhang thought about it for a while and decided to adopt the strategy he used in Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei to take over Tsim Sha Tsui.

He was going to take the magic lamp and let this guy be the one in charge.

First take over the Prince’s territory, then take down Ni Kun, and the last piece of the puzzle of Yau Tsim Mong will be complete.

Inside the base, Ajian had gone back to rest, leaving only Gao Jin behind.

"Boss, those people are awake. Do we need to knock them out?" Gao Jin asked Zhang Xian.

"No, bring the magic lamp to me first."

"okay."

Gao Jin quickly brought the magic lamp over.

The magic lamp walked into the room very carefully. Seeing the chair in the room, it didn't dare to sit down and could only stand against the wall.

Zhang Xian looked at the timid God Lamp and smiled at him in a friendly manner:

"Magic lamp, sit down."

Seeing Zhang Xian letting him sit down with a smile, Shen Deng didn't dare to sit down. He shook his head and waved his hands: "No need, Brother Xian, I'll just stand..."

"Sit down!" Zhang Xian said with a slightly heavier tone.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang was angry, the genie quickly sat down.

After the other party sat down, Zhang Xian didn't waste any more words and stated his purpose directly:

"Shen Deng, you are also an old man in the world. I won't say much. Come and follow me."

"Ah?" Genie was very surprised to hear that Zhang Xian was planning to recruit him as his subordinate.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and declined:

"Brother Xian, I'm old now, I plan to retire..."

Zhang Xian slapped the table, interrupting the magic lamp's speech.

"You are only forty years old, which is the age when you are brave enough to fight. Don't use your age as an excuse. I also don't want you to fight with others with a knife. Age is not an excuse."

When he heard that he didn't need to fight with a knife, Shen Deng thought that Zhang Xian wanted him to do something else.

For example, drug trafficking is a popular industry in society.

Thinking of this, Shen Deng immediately leaned forward and begged for mercy: "Brother Xian, please let me go. I can't sell drugs. I am a waste..."

"Don't be impatient, just listen to me. I, Zhang Xian, will never do anything illegal or criminal. In my eyes, drug trafficking is courting death!"

Zhang first made his position clear, and the magic lamp stopped begging for mercy and looked up at the needle and thread eagerly.

Zhang Xian directly stated what he wanted the magic lamp for:

"Genie, I plan to take over Tsim Sha Tsui, but I can't do it openly. I need to find someone to cover it up."

"I will guarantee your safety, give you 100,000 yuan a month, and let you experience the thrill of being a gang leader. How about that?"

The genie is smarter than the average gangster. He understood what Zhang Xian was going to do as soon as he heard what Zhang Xian was going to do.

Zhang first wanted to take action against Tsim Sha Tsui, but he couldn't do it openly, so he had to find him as a cover.

After taking over Tsim Sha Tsui, he became the boss in public, but the one who controlled it secretly was Zhang Xian.

Thinking of this, Genie swallowed his saliva. He was a little scared. He didn't expect that he could play like this.

Is this the first time Zhang Xian has done this, or has he done it several times?

The magic lamp looked at Zhang Xian who was sitting opposite him and felt a creepy feeling.

"Brother Xian, excuse me, am I the first one or the second one?"

Zhang Xian nodded slightly and smiled, "This is a secret. If you are one of us, I will tell you. If not, I won't let you know."

The genie lamp realized that this was indeed a secret that could not be known to others.

"Well, Brother Xian, what if I don't agree? I mean what if."

Zhang Xian still had a smile on his face:

"Well, if you don't agree, I'll have to send you to Africa to help me dig for gold."

"Digging for gold?" The Genie didn't quite understand what this meant. In his opinion, digging for gold was a good thing, but looking at Zhang Xian's words, he felt that it was not a good thing.

Zhang Xian glanced at the time. It was already late, and he was in no mood to delay any longer. "Okay, Genie, make your choice."

Although Genie wanted to quit the world, he always felt that if he didn't agree, something bad would happen, so he believed in his sixth sense.

He smiled and acknowledged Zhang Xian as the boss.

"I do. Brother Xian, I will be your little brother from now on."

"Well, Genie, I am your boss in private, but in public you are the boss. You have to get used to this."

The magic lamp nodded: "I will definitely remember, brother Xian, what should I do with Hongle?"

"Hong Le? This old and moldy society, why should you be afraid of him? I have your back, so you don't have to be afraid of Hong Le..."

The magic lamp thought about it and realized that Hongle was indeed no match for Zhang Xian. Seeing Zhang Xian so confident, he became even more curious about Zhang Xian's true strength.

"Boss, do you only have Sham Shui Po, or are there other places?" the Genie asked curiously.

Zhang Xian was not afraid of the magic lamp being told to others, so he told him to make him more confident: "Sham Shui Po, Wan Chai, Yau Tsim Mong, only Tsim Sha Tsui is still out."

Upon hearing that Zhang Xian had so many territories under his command, the Magic Lamp opened his mouth and eyes wide in disbelief.

It took half a minute to react:

"Wow... Boss, you are amazing. There are so many clubs in Hong Kong Island, but no club has ever taken over these places at the same time..."

The magic lamp is not exaggerating. Over the years, no social organization in Hong Kong Island has been able to take over the four lucrative locations of Yau Tsim Mong and Wan Chai at the same time.

Never, not even during the time of the Four Inspectors, the most powerful society, namely,跛豪's Yiqun, failed to do so.

After all, at that time, no one relied on protection fees to make a living, everyone relied on selling cocaine.

The magic lamp was extremely shocked, and when he came to his senses, he said, "So, the Changhong in Mong Kok and the Hongtai in Yau Ma Tei are just like me, just superficial?"

"Yes, you guessed right." Zhang Xian gave an affirmative answer.

Upon learning that Zhang Xian was so powerful, the magic lamp suddenly became very excited. He originally thought that Zhang Xian was going to use him to do something dangerous.

Now that he knew there was no danger and that he could still show off, he was still very happy.

After all, after being in a society for a lifetime, it would be boring if you don't become the boss.

Here in Zhang Xian, he can be the boss of Tsim Sha Tsui. Although he is just a fake empty shell, he is still the boss of Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Boss, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely get things done." The genie promised, patting his chest.

Zhang Xian nodded slightly: "Yes. I, Zhang Xian, always trust people I employ, and I will never employ people I doubt. Since I came to you, I will trust you 100%."

"First, you need to change your image, Genie. It's not appropriate for you to be such a non-mainstream person as a big brother."

"Second, you have to make use of Fei Quan. This guy is brave and daring, but he is ignorant. Sooner or later he will die because of his reckless character."

"I can be a thug..."

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