Hong Kong General: I have a lot of vests

The two-and-a-half-day maiden voyage of Mingtang was successfully completed. Huang Xiao collected 10 billion Hong Kong dollars, established the patriotic organization Wangbeilou, and became brothers with Ling Lingqi and Yang Jianhua.

"welcome again!"

"Thank you for your support!"

"Mr. Huo, you are sponsoring the World Mahjong Championship. Thank you. We'll do it next time. I'll definitely do it next time."

……

Huang Xiao saw off the guests and gave each of them an invitation to the "World Spinach King Competition", which was scheduled for the Double Ninth Festival on September 9. Huo Jingliang proposed to exclusively sponsor the Spinach King Competition, but Huang Xiao was very tempted but still refused. The purpose of this gambling competition was to set up a fishing trap, which would inevitably lead to bloodshed and violence, and there was no need to let Huo Jingliang waste his money.

"Huo Jingliang is a good person!"

"Yes, some people are really mean, some are hypocrites, but Huo Jingliang is an honest person who loves to tell the truth."

Huang Xiao whispered a few words to his uncle Huang Liang.

At the Victoria Cruise Terminal, various luxury cars pick up their owners to take them home. For guests who do not have drivers to pick them up, the Cointreau Hotel concierge fleet will take care of them.

After the guests left, Yang Jianhua returned to the mainland to look for experts in the bureau to create the "Golden Wheel of Time and Space".

"Second sister, please excuse me. I wonder how difficult it is to fake bronze artifacts?"

"Don't worry, Third Brother. When it comes to counterfeiting bronze artifacts, our Dragon Nation is invincible!"

Yang Jianhua is full of confidence:

"The counterfeit industry has a special potion, and the bureau also has a formula."

"As the saying goes: one spoonful is for the Qing Dynasty, two spoonfuls are for the Tang Dynasty, three spoonfuls go back to Qin Shihuang, four spoonfuls are for the Shang Dynasty, five spoonfuls are for the Xia Dynasty, six spoonfuls are for Shennongjia, seven spoonfuls and eight spoonfuls are for the Jurassic period, and nine spoonfuls are for Pangu, who created the world."

Ling Ling Qi stayed in Hong Kong Island. Huang Xiao specially asked Superintendent Tao to prepare some materials. Ling Ling Qi changed his name to "Zhou Xingqiu" and pretended to be Zhou Xingxing's long-lost biological father.

When Zhou Xingxing faced the father who came from the sky and looked at a face that was almost exactly like his own, it was like an overturned bottle of five flavors, all the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors gathered together.

"Are you my dear dad?"

"I am your long-lost son?"

"Dad!!!"

Zhou Xingxing opened his arms and rushed towards Ling Lingqi, with snot and tears all over the floor. Ling Lingqi looked at the traffic policeman who looked 90% like him, feeling filled with emotion.

Hong Kong Island is a bit weird. In just one day, I met two unlucky guys who looked like my own sons.

One is the King of Kings Huang Shihu, and the other is the Zhou Xingxing in front of you.

"Sir, please respect yourself! I am just a stupid pig. I have never been to Hong Kong Island before. You may or may not be my son."

Ling Ling Qi pushed Zhou Xingxing away with a little disdain. Zhou Xingxing clung to Ling Ling Qi's thigh like a dog-skin plaster, crying:

"No!"

"I am so pitiful because I have no parents!"

"You are my dear dad!"

Ling Lingqi shook her legs, but Zhou Xingxing still didn't let go.

"Dad!!!"

"Get lost! I don't have a son as unlucky as you!"

"Dad!"

"Get out! Otherwise I'll use a butcher knife to shave off all the hair on your body!"

"Uh? Where to hang it?"

"What do you say?"

Ling Lingqi looked at Zhou Xingxing's crotch, and Zhou Xingxing suddenly felt a chill rushing up from below to the top of his head, thinking to himself:

Could this handsome old man be a psychopathic murderer?

However, he is Brother Xiaosha's sworn brother. If the father-son relationship between him and Ling Lingqi is confirmed, wouldn't he become Brother Xiaosha's nephew?

Wouldn't that mean I'd become the prince of the Wan Chai Police Station?

Putting aside other requests, at least take off the traffic police uniform and return to the serious crime squad, right?

He Min, who was participating in a celebrity beauty pageant, walked over awkwardly and bowed to Ling Lingqi to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, my Ah Xing is a little nonsensical."

Ling Ling Qi looked at this beauty with admiration. She never expected that a low-ranking policeman like Zhou Xingxing would have such a beautiful girlfriend?

"Hey, it's nothing. Ah Xing might be the child lost outside our Ling family. By the way, Miss He, is there anything special about Ah Xing?"

He Min thought for a moment, her face turned red, and she didn't know what embarrassing thing she thought of, and then she shook her head.

"No, Ah Xing is just an ordinary person, there is nothing special about him."

Ling Lingqi was slightly disappointed. His parents' ancestral home was in Tianshen Village, and there were many relatives of the Ling family in the village. Zhou Xingxing looked so similar to him that he might be a blood relative of the Ling family.

However, the bloodline of the Ling family often has abilities different from ordinary people. Even if they have not awakened special abilities, they will be extraordinary, such as innate supernatural powers.

"However, Ah Xing is different from ordinary people in some ways."

He Min changed the subject, Ling Lingqi's eyes lit up, and Zhou Xingxing unconsciously let go of his hand and scratched his head, thinking that apart from his extraordinary skills and being the second best in Hong Kong Island, there seemed to be nothing special about him.

"That's really unlucky!"

"Brother Xiaosa tells him to do something, but he never gets it done!"

"I have such bad luck! It seems like I'm possessed by a jinx!"

After He Min finished speaking, Ling Lingqi was very disappointed and understood:

There is no such thing as a bad luck god possessing him. Stephen Chow just has an unreliable personality.

Zhou Xingxing argued:

"I am a bright pearl covered in dust! I am like a firefly in the dark night. Brother Xiaosa can't see my strengths, that's because I haven't shone yet!"

Ling Lingqi shrugged helplessly:

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right!"

“Whether it is a firefly or a baby fly, who knows?”

At this time, an extended Red Flag sedan drove over, and Song Zihao personally took Ling Lingqi to the Jundu Hotel. Zhou Xingxing and He Min also got in, as if they were taking a ride.

"Mr. Ling, please!"

"Brother Hao, you're welcome!"

Ling Lingqi had done her homework and knew several of Brother Xiaosha's most trusted confidants, among whom Song Zihao was the most special one.

Huang Xiao's business is now growing bigger and bigger, and the status of his trusted aides are rising. He originally planned to promote Song Zihao to be the general manager of Jundu Hotel, but Song Zihao didn't want him at all and only wanted to be Li Shutang's full-time driver.

"Brother Hao, is Hong Kong Island so exciting? Kidnapping in broad daylight?"

The car passed through Causeway Bay and happened to encounter a Mercedes-Benz car that was stopped by a van.

A masked gangster jumped out of the van, blew up the car's windshield without saying a word, pulled the bald driver out of the car roughly, stuffed him into the van, and drove away.

The movements were clean and neat, and the whole process took no more than two and a half minutes, appearing very professional.

Song Zihao scratched his slightly bald head awkwardly. Causeway Bay was Brother Xiaosha's territory, and how could there be some ignorant gangsters who dared to cause trouble here?

"Maybe it's a movie?"

Song Zihao tried to save face for Brother Xiaosa.

Ling Lingqi suddenly realized and quietly released his right hand that was holding the hilt of the knife:

"Oh, I've heard that Hong Kong Island is the Hollywood of the East!"

"The gangster just now was wearing a mahjong mask. Was he paying tribute to the mahjong gangsters during the Republic of China period?"

"Is it the filming of Modern Gangsters? Where's the camera?"

Song Zihao was even more embarrassed. It seemed that Xiaosha's sworn brother was not very smart. This was the daily life in Hong Kong. Where were the cameras?

"Mr. Ling, please sit down. I'm going to speed up! Brother Xiaosha has prepared a gift for you at the Jundu Hotel."

"All the top technicians under Thirteen Sisters of Bolan Street have gathered together to serve you exclusively."

Ling Lingqi laughed strangely when he heard this:

“Local goods?”

Song Zihao: "Authentic Hong Kong products!"

"That's great! Drive, speed up, and sprint!"

The car sped away, and He Min, who was sitting in the back seat, said weakly:

"Mr. Ling, what about Ah Xing?"

Ling Lingqi couldn't help but look back and found that Zhou Xingxing had disappeared.