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

Chapter 162: There will always be deaths in gangs.

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"Uncle Deng, our leader has been killed by Big D and outsiders."

"He Liansheng has long been a topic of conversation in the underworld."

"Today, someone as treacherous and unethical as Big D can still sit in the leadership position. It's all because of us old guys who are useless."

"From now on, there's no need for us and Liansheng to claim to be the largest society in Hong Kong Island."

"Let's change the name to the No. 1 Laughing Group and make everyone laugh to their heart's content!"

The old ghost glared at Big D with a cold brow and eyes, and he had to kick Big D, the boss, out of office today.

"We and Liansheng are the most disciplined societies."

"Big D has behaved improperly, betrayed his friends, and betrayed his fellow disciples. I agree to strip him of his leadership..."

Uncle Deng didn't say any more and announced his decision directly.

The last time Zhou Shengpeng came to the Heliansheng headquarters, he disrupted the election of the leader.

This caused these uncles to fall apart and create a situation where there were two people in charge.

The prestige of these uncles has been greatly reduced.

Now, although Lin Huaile is dead, he does not intend to let Lin Huaile's death go.

We must take advantage of this incident to re-establish our authority within Heliansheng.

We must let everyone in He Liansheng know that the words of uncles like He Liansheng still have a place.

No matter how big or small the society's affairs are, Uncle Deng will never be spared!

"Wow, it's so lively. Heliansheng is indeed the largest society in Hong Kong Island. Their meetings have more participants than other societies."

An arrogant voice came from outside the door.

Then, Zhou Shengpeng, wearing a white suit and a camel windbreaker, strode in.

Following behind him were Tian Yangsheng, Wuying and several of his younger brothers.

As soon as Zhou Shengpeng stepped into the main hall, everyone present straightened their backs and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

When Dongguanzi saw Zhou Shengpeng, he felt like he saw his enemy and became extremely jealous.

As Lin Huaile's godson, he must show a certain attitude and demonstrate his loyalty.

"Kunpeng, you are so arrogant! You even killed the boss of us and Liansheng, yet you still have the guts to come to the headquarters. How dare you!"

Zhou Shengpeng walked casually to the position opposite Deng Bo last time.

The fly was very tactful and dragged a stool over.

As soon as he sat down, Wuying helped him light the cigarette.

Zhou Shengpeng didn't expect Wuying to be so considerate, and nodded slightly with satisfaction.

He took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then glanced at the Dongguan boy.

"Dongguan boy, although you are good at hurdling, your vision for choosing a boss is a little lacking."

"Instead of following our blessed elder brother, Big D, you chose to recognize this short-lived godfather, Lin Huaile."

"He's already gone down to sell salted duck eggs, and you guys still have time to hold a meeting here? Why don't you hurry up and wear mourning clothes? How can you be his son?"

"What do you mean?"

Dongguanzi originally came to divide up Lin Huaile's territory.

After being ridiculed by Zhou Shengpeng, his already red face turned blue.

"Okay, Dongguan boy, shut up first."

"Peng, we were just about to discuss the matter with you, but you came here on your own initiative. This saves Big D the trouble of going to our house to invite us."

"Since you're here, let me ask you one thing. Did you team up with Big D to get someone killed?"

Uncle Deng has seen all kinds of storms.

Even though Zhou Shengpeng came directly to the main hall, he still acted like the head of the family and was as steady as a rock.

"Uncle Deng, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Which eye of yours saw me and Big D team up to kill Lin Huaile?"

Zhou Shengpeng curled his lips in a scoundrel manner, with no intention of admitting it at all.

Lin Huaile is already dead and there is no evidence. We can't let a dead person stand up and testify against him.

"Kunpeng, even though Jiang Tiansheng said he would support you to the end, neither we nor Liansheng are surprised."

"Everyone knows it, so it's useless even if you try to be tough."

"We heard the news a long time ago that Ah Le was killed by Ah Wu, one of your men."

"Ale is the boss between us and Liansheng. He can't just die in vain. This matter isn't over yet."

"It's not that easy for your people to plant their flag on Jordan Street. Even if you are lucky enough to take the territory, you may not be lucky enough to keep it!"

Uncle Deng was pounding his crutch hard, his eyes as big as green beans were filled with gloom, and his words were full of threats.

Zhou Shengpeng slowly walked up to Uncle Deng, expressionless, and stared coldly at his face, which was bigger than a plate.

"Fuck you, old man! You're the only one in the whole Heliansheng area who's louder than me. You're always jumping around looking for trouble."

"I had the flag planted on Jordan Street, so what? It's your fault for electing such a scatterbrained leader."

"Lin Huaile was so useless that he got himself killed. Who can he blame?"

"But I refuse to admit that I killed Lin Huaile. I even said that it was your uncle Deng who killed him. Who wouldn't say that when their lips touch?"

"What are you looking at? Come and bite me if you don't agree."

Zhou Shengpeng’s temper was not so easy to talk to, and his arrogant voice echoed throughout the Heliansheng headquarters.

Deng Bo's face turned red with anger.

Zhou Shengpeng, a member of Hongxing, ran to the headquarters of Heliansheng and pointed at his nose and cursed him.

There is no light on his face.

"Okay, Kunpeng, you've said enough. Since you have this attitude, there's nothing more to say."

"From now on, the entire He Liansheng and your Hongxing will be irreconcilable!"

"Liansheng and I will do nothing but beat you, pull down your flag, reclaim Jordan Street, and comfort Ah Lok's spirit in heaven."

Zhou Shengpeng shrugged nonchalantly and raised his eyebrows: "Damn, He Liansheng is so determined, okay, then I'll wait for you to hit me!"

He glanced at everyone, his face stern, "You're all going to fight me together with Liansheng, right? Then I'll see who's brave enough to jump out and fight me first."

"Whoever stands out first, I'll chop off his head, sweep his place, pull out his chess pieces, and burn his land! Until he's completely driven out!"

"Even if it means all-out war!"

Zhou Shengpeng made a harsh remark, which instantly caused the entire He Liansheng team to explode.

"Fuck you, Kunpeng! You came to our Liansheng headquarters and dared to be so arrogant. Do you really think we are made of mud?"

"That's right, there's no one at the top of our group!"

"We must not let Kunpeng walk out upright today. We must keep him here!"

"You are so arrogant, don't you know whose territory you are on?"

"Send him down to sell salted duck eggs!"

Suddenly, the entire Heliansheng crowd was excited, and everyone started shouting one after another.

"Uncle Deng, stop talking nonsense and start a war with Kunpeng!"

"Just because he's so arrogant, he has to be taught a lesson."

"Otherwise, if the news gets out to the martial arts world, people will think that we and Liansheng, who are so big, are afraid of this birdman Kunpeng."

"How are we going to survive in the future? Let's switch to charity."

The old ghost took the lead and spoke to Deng Bo.

"That's right, Uncle Tian is right, let's keep Kunpeng here today!"

"Let him come in vertically and leave horizontally!"

"Fight, fight now!"

Other uncles also responded.

Tian Yangsheng and Wuying stood in front of Zhou Shengpeng, ready to respond at any time.

If the people from Liansheng dare to take action, they can immediately cover Zhou Shengpeng's retreat.

"Wow, you're all so excited, wanting to fight. How much money do you plan to spend and how many people will it take to start a war?"

"Uncle Lei, you're already old. Do you think you have enough coffins? Do you want to start a fight?"

"Be careful that after you die, you'll be wrapped in a straw mat and won't even be able to afford a coffin."

Big D's arrogant voice echoed throughout the main hall, and his expression looked ferocious.

In the entire He Liansheng, now that Lin Huaile is dead, he, Big D, has the greatest power, so it’s okay for him to be a little arrogant.

What's more, he is still the one in charge of Lian Sheng, so of course he doesn't take the initials seriously.

When he goes crazy, no one can do anything to him.

In terms of momentum, Big D has already suppressed everyone.

His eyes swept over his uncles who were over fifty years old.

"What are you old guys doing?"

"When it comes time to choose the person in charge, you should come out and say that the election must go through you."

"Okay, I've heard it all. I agree with Uncle Deng's bullshit balance concept and will be the one who makes the decision."

"Now that Lin Huaile is dead, one of the two leaders is gone. I'm the only one left with the final say. I should have a say, right?"

"What are you doing? Am I a fake person in charge?"

"You old fellows, you just flip your tongue and start beating people up. Have you ever asked me, the one in charge?"

Big D spitted and cursed to show off his identity and status.

"Ask you? Is it necessary to ask you?"

"Everyone knows that you and Kunpeng are in the same boat. You wish Ale would die sooner!"

The old ghost said unconvincedly.

"Fuck, Uncle Lei, it was that loser Lin Huaile who died, not me, Big D. I'm also the boss. Are you looking down on me, the boss, with your cocky look?"

Big D went crazy and grabbed the old ghost by the collar and sprayed him in the face.

He was filled with rage when he thought about how this old man had been against him in every way during the last election.

Uncle Deng saw that Big D was about to strangle the old ghost to death, so he quickly waved his hands.

"Big D, your uncle is an elder after all. Isn't it inappropriate for you to disrespect him like this?"

Deng Bo spoke up to rescue the old ghost, and then continued: "Okay, Big D, since you said you are the one who speaks for Liansheng."

"I'm going to ask you one last time. Will you join the entire group to deal with Kunpeng, or will you ally with an outsider like Kunpeng to fight against the entire group?"

Big D stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, cursing:

"You idiot, I've already told you that Kunpeng is my half-brother, half-sister, half-family, and half-family. Have you ever seen someone so treasonous as to hit their own brother?"

"Of course I don't agree to deal with Kunpeng!"

Then, Big D looked at Uncle Deng: "Lin Huaile, who has the family fortune, died young and is useless. Who can he blame? He can only blame himself for being unlucky and useless!"

"He's already dead. Just set up two more tables for him. Even if we get our revenge, there's no way he'll come back to life!"

Big D also spoke without restraint, and scolded Uncle Deng in the face.

Uncle Deng felt unwell, his temples were throbbing, and he felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

Zhou Shengpeng must have been invited by Big D to the main hall to act arrogantly.

First he was criticized by Zhou Shengpeng, and now he was criticized by Da D again. He felt so frustrated.

He said angrily, "Big D, regardless of whether you colluded with Kunpeng or not, we have lost a leader in Liansheng. We absolutely cannot swallow this."

"Otherwise, how will He Liansheng survive in Hong Kong Island in the future?"

Big D smiled nonchalantly and said, "Uncle Deng, your old-fashioned thinking is just old-fashioned. Too old-fashioned."

"Why did you choose two people to make decisions?"

"Isn't it because they're afraid that Ah Le will die young and the society will be leaderless?"

"Now, only one leader has died. I am still the leader. The army may change but the camp remains the same. The society will still be doing well."

"Ale is dead, so what? When you're in a gang, there are always people dying."

"Besides, I have to thank all my uncles for their wise decisions."

"Even if I work harder to manage our club, it will still thrive."

"People should look forward and stop dwelling on a dead person."

Zhou Shengpeng was listening to Da D's nonsense and almost peed himself with laughter.

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