Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

The hoods on their heads were taken from the people of Zhongqing Society.

Now they have become robbers.

After getting dressed up, Gao Jin pointed to a box in the middle, meaning Long Gen and Guan Zaisen were inside.

After Zhang Xian knew about it, he immediately started to perform:

"I brought the five million! Where are Uncle Long Gen and Brother Sen?"

After hearing Zhang Xian's voice, Long Gen and Guan Zaisen, who had just been like dead people and dared not make a sound, finally moved.

"Ah Xian... Ah Xian."

The weak voices of Long Gen and Guan Zaisen were heard from the box.

Gao Jin stepped forward, opened the lid of the box, and then dragged Long Gen and Guan Zaisen out.

Zhang Xian also saw Guan Zaisen and Long Gen who had been missing for two days.

Long Gen was beaten so badly that his face was bruised and swollen, and a lot of his already sparse hair was pulled out.

The same went for Guan Zaisen, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the sunglasses he usually wore were gone, replaced by two black and swollen panda eyes.

"Ah Xian... you are finally here."

When Long Gen saw Zhang Xian walking in with a bag in his hand, he felt closer to him than his own son.

Guan Zaisen was the same, but he didn't call for help. He knew that as long as Zhang Xian came with the money, they would be safe.

"Uncle Longgen, how did they treat you like this!" Zhang Xian looked at the hooded robber angrily.

"We agreed before that I would do as you said, but now you have made Uncle Long Gen and Brother Sen like this..."

The robber Gao Jin said strangely: "Why, you don't accept it? Now you are in my territory, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Xian looked like he wanted to seek justice for Long Gen and Guan Zaisen.

Long Gen was extremely anxious. Now he was still in someone else's territory and he couldn't go against these people.

"Axian, forget it. They are a man of their words. Let's go back first." Long Gen looked at Zhang Xian pleadingly.

Zhang Xian nodded: "Since Uncle Long Gen said so, then forget it."

As he spoke, Zhang Xian handed the bag in his hand to the robber: "Count it, five million, not a single piece less!"

The robber took the bag, looked at the two bricks and some waste paper inside, and nodded: "Forget it, there's no need to count."

"Old man, you have a good nephew! We only want money, let him go!"

Hearing the words "let them go", Gao Jin's other two younger brothers stepped forward and cut the ropes on Long Gen and Guan Zaisen.

As soon as they were freed, the two men wanted to stand up, but they had been tied up for two days and their limbs were numb, so they fell to the ground before they could stand up.

Zhang Xian supported one person each and helped them out of the warehouse and put them into the car.

"Uncle Longgen, Brother Sen, you are seriously injured. I will take you to the hospital."

Long Gen nodded: "Thank you for your help, Axian!"

Zhang first started the car and sent Long Gen to the hospital. On the way, he called the small leaders in Sham Shui Po and Liansheng, and also called Uncle Deng and Uncle Quan.

Inside the warehouse, Gao Jin took off his hood, put Ding Yixie into a sack, put it in the trunk of the car, and drove away.

The next day at noon, Sham Shui Po Hospital.

A lot of people came to Longgen's ward.

The other hall masters of Liansheng all sent people to visit, and Uncle Deng and Uncle Quan even came in person.

Several of Long Gen's teeth were pulled out and no part of his body was intact. He had multiple fractures and bones, and the doctor had to stay in the hospital for at least three months.

Maybe the doctor is exaggerating, but Long Gen and Guan Zaisen are really seriously injured. At least now neither of them can get out of bed.

So we are faced with a problem, that is, who will be in charge of Sham Shui Po?

In addition to visiting Long Gen, Uncle Deng and Uncle Quan also came to ask about this issue and the election.

Uncle Deng is very fat and basically sits everywhere, including in the hospital.

Uncle Quan is only in his fifties and in good health. He stands next to Uncle Deng.

Long Gen was lying on the hospital bed, one of his hands and one of his legs were in plaster, and his face was covered with gauze.

"Long Gen, I heard that something happened to you. I really can't believe it, but it's good that you're back."

Deng Bo said something polite, but Long Gen did not respond.

Uncle Quan asked, "Long Gen, do you know where those people came from? What are you going to do next?"

Long Gen glanced at Uncle Quan, then whispered, "Most likely they are from a big circle, what else can we do? Just accept our bad luck."

"By the way, Uncle Quan, you have to be careful too. These people will do anything for money."

When Zhang Xian drove them to the hospital last night, he specifically told Long Gen about Uncle Deng's attitude.

He speaks the loudest about wanting to help, but when it comes to money, he starts to ramble on.

Therefore, Long Gen had a lot of resentment towards the two of them.

Uncle Quan and Uncle Deng don't care. They only care about their own interests.

"Long Gen, you are in such an inconvenient state right now. What are you going to do in Sham Shui Po?"

Hearing Deng Bo ask this, Long Gen felt even more unhappy, but he didn't dare to show any displeasure in front of Deng Bo.

I could only say according to my own plan: "I plan to let Ah Xian help me manage it temporarily. After a while, when I retire, I will let Ah Xian take over."

Last night, Long Gen told Zhang Xian about this matter in front of Guan Zaisen.

Guan Zaisen's life was redeemed by Zhang Xian, so there was naturally nothing to say. The matter was confirmed internally.

But if you really want to be stable, you also need the recognition of the community.

As expected, after Long Gen finished speaking, Deng Bo expressed his own opinion: "Well, Ah Xian is a person who respects us old guys very much. But he is young and his qualifications are not enough..."

"Will the rest of your people be convinced? And the young people in other gangs will also have their own ideas."

"By then, the society will be in chaos."

What Uncle Deng said makes sense. Zhang Xian is really too young. If he becomes the hall master at the age of 20, what will those people in other halls who are in their 30s and have not yet made a name for themselves think?

By then, everyone will want to get to the top, the society will be in chaos, and the interests of the older generation will also be damaged.

Long Gen knew there would be some resistance, but he had already promised Zhang Xian.

So Long Gen asked back: "Then what do you think we should do, Uncle Deng?"

Deng Bo glanced at Long Gen and put his hands on his cane: "Long Gen, you are not feeling well, so find someone to help you temporarily."

"Ale from Jordan is very suitable. Let him help you for a few months. When your injury is healed, he will return it to you..."

Before Deng Bo finished speaking, Long Gen was about to explode with anger. A Le from Jordan was known as Young Master Le.

He has a close relationship with Uncle Deng. He just took over Uncle Qiang's position two years ago and became the head of the Jordan area.

However, Jordan is a small area and half of it is occupied by the Zhongqing Society, so Ah Le, the leader of the hall, actually only has a few streets.

Asking Ah Le to help, isn't that inviting a wolf into the house? Three months, by then it will be easier to invite a god than to send him away.

"Uncle Deng, I don't agree with this, and neither will the other hall masters or uncles! No one can guarantee that they won't get into trouble."

"Who would hand over their territory to someone else's disciple? The next leader of my Sham Shui Po will be Ah Xian."

"Axian worked hard all by himself to redeem me. Although I paid the bulk of the money, Axian borrowed more than one million yuan at high interest rates."

"Even my current hospital bills were paid by Ah Xian. Do you think there is another junior like Lian Sheng?"