Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Chapter 553 No chance of survival

He Guohui breathed a sigh of relief after receiving this report and quickly switched channels: "Fatty, please pay attention, start to increase the speed, do not limit the speed of the trailer."

After receiving the fat man's reply, He Guohui breathed a sigh of relief and continued to switch channels: "Woman, cooperate and occupy the left lane, and limit the target vehicle to behind the trailer."

Henshini said that Xu Dama was very angry about the car in front of him speeding up and slowing down, and felt like the other party was playing a trick on him.

But there were a constant stream of vehicles driving on the left lane, so he couldn't change lanes and could only hold his anger.

Seeing the vehicle in front suddenly accelerate and gradually distance itself from the trailer, Xu Dama couldn't help but follow the other party's actions and increased the speed.

Seeing that the other party had changed lanes, Xu Dama immediately increased the speed of the car and drove side by side with the previous car. Seeing a greasy fat man sitting in the car, he quickly rolled down the window and cursed:

"You fat pig, if I hadn't already calmed down, I would have knocked you to death!"

The fat man in the car raised his head and gave Xu Dama a mysterious smile. Then, in the other's horrified eyes, he suddenly accelerated and overtook Xu Dama's trailer.

A sudden lane change and then a sudden brake.

"Boom!!" The trailer suddenly collided with the rear of the car, and then a "clang" sound came from behind the trailer. Xu Dama seemed to feel something.

He quickly climbed out of the car window that he had rolled down earlier, and after a stumble, he felt like he had sprained his waist.

But he ignored the pain and immediately turned around to look at the front of the car.

Affected by the inertia of sudden braking, the steel coil not only broke free from the fixed ropes, but also severely deformed the front of his car.

If he had not been smart and quickly climbed out of the car window, he would have become a meat patty by now.

The car he had just hit not only avoided the invasion of the steel coil, but also stopped steadily not far away and turned its head.

With its headlights flashing, it seemed to mock his incompetence before quickly driving away from the scene.

"Damn it!" Xu Dama roared angrily. Just as he was about to find something to stop it, he suddenly realized something and turned back to look at the rear of his trailer.

Suddenly he realized that although the front steel coil on his trailer did not cause any accident, the rear steel coil had deformed a car, and blood was constantly oozing out of it.

This scene instantly made Xu Dama's scalp numb and his face turned pale. It was obvious that this was not only a traffic accident, but also a criminal case.

The car was crushed almost level with the seats, and there was absolutely no chance of survival for the people inside.

Taking a deep breath, he tremblingly reached into his pocket, trying to light a cigarette to calm his nerves, but his fingers wouldn't obey him.

On a rooftop somewhere, He Guohui received a message from Fatty saying "Done". He quickly put away all the communication tools he had, erased his traces, and quickly joined the crowd.

Eventually, they disappeared one after another at the crowded Wan Chai Pier.

……

At Cathay Hotel, the time for the meeting to start has officially arrived.

On the east side, where the uncles sat, Chuanbao slowly walked to the first seat at the round table under everyone's gaze. There was no other way, except for Uncle Deng, Chuanbao was the most senior among the uncles.

"Brothers, we and Lian Sheng were unfortunately killed in the middle of the month, which is a pity. I will be the one to preside over this general meeting."

The sound of the explosion was steady and powerful, echoing in the spacious conference room of the Cathay Pacific Hotel.

The uncles present all had solemn expressions, their eyes revealing their mourning for the unfortunate death of He Liansheng, as well as their worries about the future situation.

Liu Xu couldn't help but sneer in his heart. These old guys might be worried about whether they can enjoy their current rights in the future.

The process was not much different from that of Gao Laofa. First, the hall masters were arranged to express whether there were any matters in their respective territories that required the intervention of the headquarters.

Or is there any trouble that is difficult to solve?

Then Hong Gun and the uncles reported their respective situations.

When the head of the main hall, the red sticks, and the uncles had finished reporting on the affairs of their respective territories, and there was nothing that needed to be discussed by everyone, the topic suddenly changed:

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the saying goes, a country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without a master for a day." Chuanbao's eyes swept across everyone present, and he spoke without the slightest pause.

"Now that the seat is vacant, we must quickly select a capable and responsible successor to lead us and our winning streak forward."

As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room fell into silence.

The hall masters around the round table exchanged glances, while the red sticks kept looking at Big D, Liu Xu, and Chui Ji.

Among them, most of the gazes paused on Liu Xu.

This election not only concerns the personal future of the hall masters, but also concerns whether these red sticks will eat meat or eat shit in the future.

As soon as Chuanbao finished speaking, the venue instantly turned into a noisy vegetable market, and he pressed his hand unhappily, signaling for silence.

"Before the meeting, I had discussed it with other uncles in the society, and we all agreed that Liu Xu was the best candidate."

As he spoke, he looked around at the other nine hall masters sitting at the round table and asked in a procedural manner: "If you have no objection, then we and Lian Sheng will be the new hall masters."

As soon as Chuanbao finished speaking, the guy next to Liu Xu suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute!"

Seeing this, Chuanbao looked deeply at Chuiji for a while, waited for half a minute, and then slowly asked: "What's your problem? Chuiji."

"You were too careless in handling such an important matter as selecting a leader. It's hard to convince the Red Sticks and Straw Sandals present here."

"I believe that an open election should be held in front of everyone, which is in line with our and Lian Sheng's principles of fairness, openness and justice."

"In addition." Chuiji paused, looked into Chuanbao's eyes, and said slowly: "I think I, Chuiji, also have the qualifications to run for election and win consecutive victories. Uncle Chuanbao, what do you think?"

When Chuiji spoke, Chuanbao felt that the situation might change, and sure enough! He witnessed the boss and his disciple fighting for the throne.

Chuanbao's face darkened slightly, but his years of experience in the underworld allowed him to quickly regain his composure.

"I have heard your opinion, and you are indeed qualified to run for the association's chairman. Is there any other hall master who would like to run for the association's chairman?"

As no more hall masters were going to come to the table, Chuanbao cleared his throat:

"Since only Chui Ji and Liu Xu have the idea of ​​running for the seat and are determined to lead us and Lian Sheng to greater glory, please leave the venue and start voting."

"Wait a minute," Liu Xu suddenly said.

"Uncle Hai, Uncle Dong, and Uncle Zhuzi are not here, so we are missing three. I want to ask Uncle Chuanbao, does the result count in this case?"

Chuanbao nodded, "In previous votes, there have been cases where uncles were absent. This was considered an automatic abstention, so the result will naturally count."

"Okay, then I have no problem." Liu Xu nodded, and when he left the venue, he did not forget to remind Chuiji, whose expression suddenly became extremely ugly, to follow him.

As the door of the synagogue closed, completely isolating the sounds inside and outside the synagogue, Chui Ji asked with a gloomy face: "A Xu, would you mind telling me when you knew about this?"

"Brother Ji, you really hide your inner thoughts very well."

Liu Xu first gave his affirmation, and then changed the subject:

"If it wasn't for Ah Ming's sudden visit late at night the day before yesterday, I wouldn't have known that you, Brother Ji, wanted to compete with me for the position of the boss."

"I didn't believe it at first. I thought A-Ming wanted to sow discord between us. It wasn't until he told me that you were in contact with Yuan Hai and others that I believed it."