Hong Kong General: Hongxing 49 Zai, step on Liang Kun to get a job

He Zhe'nan was setting off fireworks in the bay with a new magazine model he had just met.

He Feng was scolded on the phone. He covered his ears rebelliously and put the phone away.

He didn't put the phone to his ear until the tone on the other end calmed down.

"Dad, no matter how crazy he is, he's just a short mule and can't make any waves."

"He Liansheng boasts a total of 50,000 troops across Hong Kong Island. Kunpeng is nothing to him. Even if Ah Le confronts him head-on with his cards clearly on the table, he won't be surprised!"

"At worst, I can just spend some money to support Ah Le and Kun Peng in their war. It's not like they haven't done it before, right?"

He Feng was so angry when he heard his rebellious son's words that he almost had a heart attack.

How come I can’t explain it clearly no matter how I try?

He said in a tough tone: "Don't worry about the affairs of Yau Ma Tei Commercial City, let your Uncle Yao take over!"

"I will personally handle the matter of Plot 5."

"By the way, don't get involved in matters between gangs."

"Call Ah Le immediately, settle the money, and let him take care of himself."

He Zhe'nan was furious when he learned that the commercial city he had planned well was directly handed over to Yao Shaobin.

He threw the phone in his hand in a parabola, and it fell into the water with a splash.

After calming down for a moment, he didn't dare to completely disobey He Feng's words. He said to his female companion with a cold face: "Give me the phone."

It was the first time that the female companion saw the gentle He Zhe'nan get so angry.

He handed the phone over honestly.

"Brother Le, your people are too careless."

"Don't worry about Kunpeng's affairs."

He Zhe'nan scolded A Le the same way his father scolded him on the phone.

A Le hung up the phone with a gloomy look on his face.

It is said that no matter what method is used, it is this rich young master who will deal with Zhou Shengpeng.

Now it is this rich young master who is clapping his hands and turning his back on others.

"Throw down your mother, and take it as your imperial decree!"

Ale was very unhappy.

He lit a cigar, stood by the window, and looked at the endless stream of car lights outside.

The food on the table was scattered all over the floor. His son hid behind the door and peeked timidly through the crack.

In fact, he had received a call from Huo Niu a long time ago.

All the gunmen and thugs recruited from Kowloon City failed.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Ah Le couldn't help but curse, "Fuck off! What Kowloon City sharpshooter? He brought a dozen people with him. How could he be crippled by just three or two Kunpengs?"

According to Huo Niu's news, most of the gunmen hired by Kowloon City were killed, and some of the seriously injured ones were taken back by Da Fei.

Since he dared to do it, he was certainly not afraid of Zhou Shengpeng's revenge.

Heliansheng is known as the largest society in Hong Kong Island, and that’s no joke.

What's more, he and Big D are the two main pillars among the leaders of Liansheng District 9, so their strength is naturally not weak.

How could an old veteran who has been in the club for so many years be afraid of a young kid?

joke!

It was because of this confidence, otherwise he would not dare to let the gunman block Zhou Shengpeng directly on the main road.

At worst, we can just start fighting.

The men under his command are not like those idiots in Hongtai who can be easily taken in by others.

If we could break into Yau Ma Tei, take over Zhou Shengpeng’s territory and take over his property.

When it comes to Lian Sheng, it’s Ale who has the final say!

Big D, go eat shit!

The outside underworld is undercurrent because of the gunfight on the Kwun Tong elevated road.

At this time, Zhou Shengpeng was sitting on a bench outside the operating room, waiting quietly.

Awu has been in there for an hour or two.

The red light in the operating room was always on, and nurses and doctors were constantly coming and going.

Zhou Shengpeng's hair, which was usually combed shiny, was a little messy at this time.

Even his neat suit was torn and stained with blood and mud.

The terrifying Kunpeng tattoo was faintly visible under the collar.

No one dared to approach this wolf that looked like a dormant wolf.

"Boss, boss!"

There was a sudden commotion at the door of the operating room.

Shouts were heard one after another, and all of a sudden, a lot of ferocious-looking gangsters rushed in, almost filling up the aisle.

The nurse wanted everyone to make way.

But when he met those fierce gazes, he immediately swallowed his words back into his stomach.

Thirteenth Sister excitedly found Zhou Shengpeng at the door of the operating room.

He pulled him in panic and looked him up and down, left and right, over and over again.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not injured.

When he thought about how his boss was almost shot, he became furious and his eyes turned red.

She shouted, "Brother Peng, whoever dares to send gunmen to stop you? I'll bring my men to kill his entire family!"

Sister Ailian, who had rushed over, looked at Zhou Shengpeng with an ugly expression and quickly pulled Thirteenth Sister: "Shut up, this is a hospital, not a hall."

"You saw it too. Brother Peng is fine now. Take the men down there first. We need someone to watch over Bowl Lane."

"Doctor Tian has gone out to investigate. Once he has a clue, he will arrange for you to do something."

Sister Ailian is wearing a tight leather skirt and leather jacket, and she still has the aura of a big sister.

With just a few words, he calmed down Thirteenth Sister.

"Okay, Sister Ailian, I'll leave this to you."

Thirteenth Sister pursed her lips, looked at Zhou Shengpeng worriedly, and could only leave the hospital in disappointment.

As soon as Thirteenth Sister left, Changfa and Sanying also rushed to the hospital, and many younger brothers came over in groups.

They can only feel at ease when they see with their own eyes that Zhou Shengpeng is safe.

The nurses and doctors were all stunned. They looked at the dwarf mules that came in waves, one group after another, and they felt overwhelmed.

As more people came, everyone was talking at the same time, and the entire ward corridor became noisy.

Many people couldn't resist their urge to smoke and picked up their cigarettes to smoke.

"Be quiet! Anyone who wants to smoke or chat, get out of here!"

Zhou Shengpeng was a little annoyed, with a cold face, and said loudly.

As soon as he spoke, the entire corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The dwarf mules waiting at the door stood aside in an orderly manner.

Finally, the lights in the operating room went out.

"Which one is the patient's family member?"

The doctor came out and saw the strangest scene he had ever seen in his life.

A group of ferocious gangsters stood quietly outside the door, surrounding Zhou Shengpeng in an orderly manner, waiting patiently.

No one smokes, no one makes noise.

Apart from the fact that there were too many people and a sense of oppression, everything was very calm, with a hint of weirdness.

"I'm the patient's elder brother, doctor, what's the situation now?"

Zhou Shengpeng quickly stood up and walked to the doctor.

"The operation was successful. Two bullets were removed from the patient's abdomen. He is out of danger for now."

"But due to excessive blood loss, he needs further observation in the ICU."

After hearing the doctor's words, Zhou Shengpeng breathed a sigh of relief.

My heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

From the time he traveled through time until now, he has always been able to move around the society with his advanced predictions, and in a short period of time he has taken over many societies, large and small.

Coupled with the bloodline, boxing, swordsmanship, and gunmanship rewarded by his system, the multiple buffs added to him make him never afraid of any opponent.

It has been such a smooth journey.

This time, he realized that it is not so easy to survive in the underworld.

No matter how awesome you are, unless you have an indestructible body, you may be killed by others.

Ah Wu was fine, and Ailian, who was standing next to him, also breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly arranged for a doctor and without saying anything, she took Zhou Shengpeng for a complete examination from head to toe.

The minor wounds on Zhou Shengpeng's body had already begun to recover due to his strong self-healing constitution, and were completely fine.

However, seeing that Sister Ailian was so worried, I just let her do what she wanted and checked it out carefully.

I felt sad in my heart, fortunately Arun and Li Xiner didn’t know.

Otherwise, I would have to turn it over and over and check it hundreds of times.

After the doctor examined Zhou Shengpeng, he confirmed that he had no internal injuries, only some external skin injuries.

Sister Ailian finally felt relieved.

"I've already told you, I'm fine. I feel relieved now."

"There are still a lot of things in Yau Ma Tei that need someone to take charge. You should go back quickly. Don't worry about me."

"I'll stay here tonight. I still have some things to think through. I won't be returning to the villa tonight."

Sister Ailian was not shy either.

Anyway, Zhou Shengpeng was fine, so she felt relieved.

So he nodded and left the hospital confidently.

After dealing with it, Zhou Shengpeng sat in the VIP ward he had booked, waiting for Awu to come out.

Unexpectedly, Awu, who always kept asking for more money, actually risked his life for him at the critical moment.

He will make sure that the person behind this action goes to hell!

Zhou Shengpeng held a cigarette in his mouth but did not light it.

This is a hospital with oxygen pipes. Smoking can cause explosions. This is common sense, and I don't want to challenge it.

"Where's Brother Peng, is he inside?"

Tian Yangsheng's voice came from outside the door.

"Asheng, come in."

Zhou Shengpeng took the cigarette from his lips and said to the door.

Tian Yangsheng pushed open the door and walked in.

"Well, have you found out anything? Who did it?"

Zhou Shengpeng asked urgently.

"The few gunmen and henchmen we brought back from the scene were very useless. They were completely defeated before we could get any information out of them."

"I asked some of my old friends in Kowloon City and got some clues."

"It is said that the person was found by Baldy, one of Hehe Liansheng Huoniu's men."

Tian Yangsheng is very authentic.

"Fire Bull? Who is that? How is it related to He Liansheng?"

Zhou Shengpeng racked his brains but couldn't figure out when he had offended He Liansheng?

"Huo Niu is A Le's subordinate." Tian Yangsheng explained.

Zhou Shengpeng was silent. Tian Yangsheng could clearly feel that his boss's breathing was becoming heavy.

He felt that once this news came out, Ale would be dead.

Judging from the boss's character, he will definitely not let A Le have an easy time.

One is Ale, the mainstay of the winning streak and the strongest competitor for the leading position.

One is the Hongxing nominated double flower red stick, the new tough guy Kunpeng.

One of these two will definitely fall.

The greyhound next to him watched Zhou Shengpeng's changing expression.

He said excitedly: "Boss, how about we gather some men and go kill that idiot Lin Huaile!!"

Although, he didn't understand how he and Liansheng Ale ended up in trouble with his boss.

But as soon as he found out that it was the other party who did it, he wanted to pull out the other party's tendons and bones immediately.

Feiji said even more agitatedly, "Boss, as long as you give the order, Greyhound and I will attack Lin Huailetuo's territory tonight and send him down to sell salted duck eggs!"

"What the hell are you talking about? Boss Liansheng, dare to touch the boss? Tell them to stop opening the Fule Restaurant and go down to choose the leader!"

Zhou Shengpeng propped himself up with his arms and watched the two people shouting.

Zhou Shengpeng's eyes were cold as he scolded, "He Liansheng claims to have 50,000 troops. Even if it's not that many, there must be 30,000 or 40,000 troops."

"Lin Huaile and Big D each control half of He Liansheng. This isn't just a small club."

"Do you think He Liansheng is Hongtai?"

"Go straight to the other side, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

When the plane and the greyhound realized they were overexcited again, they quieted down.

The difference in strength is so huge that it’s not something you can just chop down.