Hong Kong General: I have a lot of vests

Half a month later, a piece of news leaked out from the Hong Kong underworld. The leader of Quanxing Society was afraid of being exposed to Xiaosha Ge's power, so he took the initiative to surrender to the Wan Chai Police Station. The position of leader was inherited by his Wang Fengyi.

With her super high looks and super long beautiful legs, Wang Fengyi conquered Zhao Ruilong, the only son of the Zhao family in Handong Province.

Zhao Ruilong not only has a prominent status, but is also the founding disciple of Brother Xiaosha. He is currently learning to sing, dance, rap and play basketball.

"Oh, this Zhao Ruilong is of course me!"

Huang Xiao, wearing an Aikun suit and disguised as Zhao Ruilong, sat in the back seat of the Wang family's Rolls-Royce, and gently stroked Wang Fengyi's Balishijia with his right hand.

"Uncle Xiaosha, if you rub it any further it will become a ball."

"Oh, sorry, I'm used to it."

"Habit?"

"Also, niece, what are you going to call me when I'm dressed like this?"

Wang Fengyi was troubled:

"Master Zhao?"

"Master Long?"

"Honey?"

Huang Xiao nodded.

"Well, that's right! When you see He Shichang later, follow my instructions!"

In Quanxingshetuodi, uncles gathered together to discuss the development direction of the society.

"What a fool of the old man, Longtou, there is no need to surrender himself, but he has to stay in Stanley. Why?"

"What's the point of saying this! What should we do next? Are we really going to let my niece take over the throne?"

"Damn it! When a woman is in charge, the house collapses!"

"Yes! Although Quanxing Society was founded by Wang Dong, it is not the private property of the Wang family. We also have a share!"

The uncles' generation were busy calculating, just trying to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits.

Uncle Pei, who specializes in short-term love intermediaries, stood up.

"Everyone! The emperor takes turns, and this year it's my turn!"

"He Liansheng elects a leader every two years and is now the largest community in Hong Kong Island."

“We can follow suit.”

"I am not talented enough, so I nominate myself as the next person in charge!"

Another uncle of the same generation, "Uncle Han", stepped forward and specialized in the retail of banned drugs.

"Bah! You think you can be the boss?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at your own moral character?"

"Do you have any hair? You don't even have any hair!"

The two uncles started fighting over a disagreement. They were both fighters and had very bad tempers.

However, despite all the noise and quarrels, no one remembered Wang Dong's planned route:

Wash away the bleachers and come ashore.

When dwarf mules come out to mess around, it’s all for the sake of profit. Is it for loyalty?

That's just a trick to fool young people.

If you can make money after laundering, everyone will be happy to see it happen.

However, after Wang Dong implemented the whitewashing strategy, Quanxingshe went from bad to worse, with profits falling by more than ten percentage points. If it weren't for the good foundation, everyone would have gone bankrupt long ago.

"I am the boss! I am fifty-three this year! It is time to strive!"

"Bah! I am. I am sixty-two years old, the right age to fight!"

"Damn it, you're just a pimping piece of shit!"

"It's better than you! You're just a loose henchman!"

Uncle Pei and Uncle Han did not bother each other, but fought fiercely, and the people around them were enjoying the fun.

"Okay! Beat him to death!"

"Fight! Use the nunchakus quickly! Hehehehehe!"

"It's better to die together!"

Quanxingshetuo is so noisy that if you didn’t know better you would have thought it was a vegetable market.

At this time, He Shichang walked in shaking his head. He was dressed in a suit and had a strong build. Behind him were two men in white robes. They were wearing masks and their faces could not be seen clearly.

"stop!"

He Shichang shouted loudly, and his rebellious face looked a little sinister.

Uncle Han ignored this junior and continued to fight with Uncle Pei.

"I said! Stop it!"

Uncle Han and Uncle Pei said in unison: "Get lost! When will it be your turn to speak?"

He Shichang waved his hands forward, and two men in white robes rushed forward and crippled the two old men in no time. Their movements were clean and neat, especially their leg skills, which were graceful and wide-open and close, like breakdancing.

"He Shichang, you are so arrogant! Do you know the rules?"

"Yes, if you have the guts, come out and fight alone! What's the point of sending two thugs?"

The two old men were physically disabled but had great mouths, and they were engaged in a crazy verbal battle.

He Shichang sat in the main seat by himself:

"If you are a gangster, fighting is useless! You have to focus on power!"

"Uncle Han, Uncle Pei, have you eaten all these years for nothing?"

"Moving like a little punk?"

With two thumps, He Shichang took out two big black stars and threw them on the table.

"Come on, one for each of you!"

"Come on! Let's see who is more ruthless?"

"It's the 20th century, and you're still using cold weapons? Do you think you're making a kung fu movie?"

Uncle Pei and Uncle Han looked at each other in bewilderment. Did He Shichang eat expired Viagra today? Why was he so irritable?

When He Shichang saw the two old men lying motionless, he knew in his heart that these two old thugs were just mentally retarded.

"You don't want to fight, and you don't want to retreat. Either I get out of here! Or you sit still and listen to my plan to make a fortune!"

"Oh~~~"

When Uncle Pei and Uncle Han heard the word "get rich", they didn't care about their face anymore and sat down obediently, like two primary school students listening attentively.

He Shichang saw that he had the situation under control and began to talk freely:

"I have a way. It's a little risky, but very profitable!"

Squishy~~

The man in white robes poured out a bag of gray-white crystals that flashed with blue light.

“You are all my elders. You have watched me grow up.”

"I am He Shichang, not a small-time scoundrel who eats alone!"

"This is a new product from abroad - 'Bath Salts'!"

The uncles present here are all old hands. The so-called bath salts are not bath products, but a new type of drug.

New products mean new opportunities, and new opportunities mean big profits!

Everyone was interested.

He Shichang continued to mislead people:

"Handong Police Station bless you! Charles, the top ghost brother, has gone down to accompany Satan!"

“The blue ice market on Hong Kong Island is emptying out”

"We can seize this opportunity and make at least hundreds of millions of dollars in profit a year!"

"Bath salts are more effective than blue ice, more addictive, and addicts are happier!"

Uncle Pei, the pimp, still had a conscience and retorted:

"A Chang, drug trafficking is against the law!"

He Shichang burst out laughing:

"Hahahaha! Uncle Pei, no wonder you're still a short mule after all your life!"

Uncle Pei said angrily, pointing at He Shichang's nose and scolding:

"Pounce on you, Amu! Who do you call a dwarf mule? When your dad and I were out there, you weren't even a cell!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in white robe attacked again, with three consecutive kicks in the air, directly kicking Uncle Pei away. There were only sounds of "pu chi", and Uncle Pei vomited blood for more than twenty seconds. His chest collapsed, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

He Shichang glanced at it and continued:

“Doing business requires demand”

"If someone buys, someone will sell."

"Smoking can cause cancer, but there are still people who smoke."

"The Blue Ice Market was taken over by Ni Yongxiao and the foreigner, not me!"

"Did I force them? I didn't! What does it have to do with us? It's all their own fault, it's all their own fault!"

Bang~~

He Shichang made the final decision:

"I've finished speaking!"

"Follow me and I'll give you some meat!"

"Follow Wang Fengyi and you'll have a hard time!"

"Who is in favor? Who is against?"

The uncles were talking in low voices. On one side was the eldest daughter Wang Fengyi, and on the other side was the backbone of the society He Shichang.

On one side, wash it clean, then drink the soup or eat the liquid food.

On the one hand, you can be yourself and make a lot of money.

"agree!"

"agree!"

……

"agree!"

"I object!"

When Uncle Pei was dying, he shouted out his last words.

"Humph!"

With a click, the man in white robe stepped on Uncle Pei's neck and broke it.

"Who else!!!"

He Shichang roared, spit flying everywhere.