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

Ah Wu quickly replied: "If you are interested, I can start the job right away."

"However, these brothers under my command are all helped by numbers. It is difficult to transfer them all, but if the price is reasonable, it is not impossible."

When Zhou Shengpeng heard this, he decided to forget about helping his younger brothers.

Firstly, his fighting ability is a bit weak. In addition, he is too popular now and has made many enemies. It is unwise to make enemies when he has not yet established a firm foothold.

So he said, "Forget about your little brothers, just come over here yourself."

Then he looked up and down at Awu, who was tied up like a mummy.

He continued, "Don't worry about starting work right away. You should take good care of your injury. I'll start paying you your salary from today, okay?"

Ah Wu was extremely excited: "Okay, then I will go back to the hospital first."

"However, since we are brothers from now on, don't waste the red envelope. Return it to me."

Zhou Shengpeng handed the red envelope to Wu speechlessly. There was only one yuan in the envelope, and this guy didn't want to waste a penny.

After asking Jimmy to send Wu away, his eyes fell on the plane.

"You stayed here on purpose, is there something you want to tell me?"

"Brother Peng, my boss Yu Tou Biao died. The resettlement fee is 300,000. I sent out 100 subordinates, and three of them died. The total is 1.2 million."

"I'll return the remaining 200,000 to you."

Feiji counted out two hundred thousand from the bag and placed it on the table.

"I've seen many people asking for money, but this is the first time I've seen someone who refuses to pay even though they have money."

"Tell me, you don't want money, what do you want?"

Zhou Shengpeng narrowed his eyes slightly. After calculating the money, the remaining money should belong to Feiji.

He doesn't want money, which means he wants something more than 200,000.

Feiji said bluntly: "Brother Peng, I want to follow you."

"Follow me, why?" Zhou Shengpeng lit a Wanbao furnace and said calmly.

"Because Brother Peng, you are powerful, loyal, generous, rich, and brain-loving."

"Brother Jiaqian and Awu have both switched gears to follow you. You won't be the wrong choice."

"Besides, this time we pulled down Hetu's flag, burned their land, and smashed their signboards. No one in Hong Kong will dare to look down on you, Brother Peng."

"I'll consider this 200,000 yuan as a red envelope for paying my respects." Feiji stated the reason frankly.

Zhou Shengpeng stared at the plane until sweat broke out on his back.

He smiled and said, "You can follow me, but you have to give me a reason to accept you. Tell me, what are you capable of?"

Of course Zhou Shengpeng wanted to accept Feiji as his little brother.

But the process still needs to be followed to avoid misunderstandings. He wants everyone here.

"I don't have any other skills in flying planes, but I'm brave enough, I can fight, and I dare to take on the mission."

"With just a word from Brother Peng, I can do anything, even murder, arson, and robbery."

"Is this enough?" Feiji asked seriously.

Zhou Shengpeng smiled and said, "Nine out of ten dwarf mules would say the same thing. I don't care what others say, I only care what they do."

"How fierce and evil you are, you can't just rely on words."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feiji suddenly picked up the ashtray on the table.

"Bang." The ashtray was smashed on the table and broke into several pieces.

Then, Feiji picked up the remaining part of the ashtray and crushed it on the table again and again.

"Crunch, crunch." The ashtray was stuck into pieces, and at first glance it looked like icing sugar.

Then Feiji grabbed a handful and poured it into his mouth.

"Crunch, crunch." The plane chewed the sharp, broken ashtray residue without changing its expression.

From time to time, he would grab a handful and add some powder to his mouth.

With a haughty look, he looked at Zhou Shengpeng and said, "I never rely on words to do things. Brother Peng, if you accept me, I would even give up my life."

Zhou Shengpeng remained in the same position for a long time, his expression of surprise and astonishment fleeting.

"Damn, he ate with a spoon in this plane, and now he's eating an ashtray here. Isn't that a bit crazy?"

Although Zhou Shengpeng was somewhat mentally prepared for eating this thing on the plane.

But after actually seeing it, I was still a little shocked.

After a moment, he chuckled and patted Airplane on the back: "Okay, Airplane, you ate the ashtray, how can I flick the ashes?"

"Don't eat anymore. You'll have indigestion later, and the cost of the soup and medicine won't be charged separately."

Feiji stopped chewing, swallowed a mouthful of blood and said, "Then can I follow you?"

"You're a good little brother, brave and strong enough. Come work with me from now on."

"But remember to use your brain more often. Use less spoons, ashtrays, and other things in the future. They're not good for your stomach."

"These two hundred thousand are your hard work fee, you deserve it, take it back."

Zhou Shengpeng advised helplessly, asking Feiji to rinse his mouth quickly, otherwise it would not look good if his mouth was full of blood.

The dwarf mule has no brains and will be a fool all his life. It is useless to be reckless and brave all the time.

However, Feiji is loyal and courageous.

He is now short of manpower and talent. After taking in Awu and Feiji, together with Greyhound, Mitaka and Changfa, his overall strength has been qualitatively improved.

After Zhou Shengpeng paid out the money for borrowing soldiers, the situation outside had not yet subsided.

They burned down Hetu Tuo's land and smashed their signboards, causing a huge uproar in the martial arts world.

The second-in-command of Hetu, Sha Laotai, had a face so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of it.

"Uncle Tai, this Kunpeng has gone too far. Not only did the prince and Huoshan's territory get invaded, but no one survived."

"They also smashed our signboards and burned our land. I heard that even our boss, Ding Tian, ​​was arrested at the port and sent to land reclamation."

"We can't swallow this insult no matter what we say."

One of the leaders of a small gang was furious and added fuel to the fire in dissatisfaction.

"Pu's mother, Kunpeng is such a loser, I want him dead."

"We only lost Tsz Wan Shan in Hetu, but the other branches are dead."

Silly Tai couldn't help cursing, then looked at Zhengbao and said, "You must immediately notify all the remaining uncles, hall masters, and red sticks in the society to come to my place for a meeting right now."

"Okay." Zhengbao immediately turned around and started making a phone call.

Half an hour later, many people in Hetu gathered at Shalaotai's house. Originally, the meeting was held at the Xingwang Restaurant in Hetu.

Now the Xingwang Restaurant has long been reduced to ashes, and everyone can only gather in the living room of Sha Laotai's house to talk about it.

Everyone was talking at once, venting their anger, looking like they were united in their hatred of the enemy.

Keep condemning Zhou Shengpeng's behavior again and again.

Silly Tai saw that everyone was talking big, but no one had come up with a substantive solution.

"That's enough. Now that the land has been burned and the plaque has been smashed, our Hetu has lost all respect in the underworld. Any condemnation will be of no use to me."

"If you want to do something, you have to do it thoroughly. Kill Kunpeng and let his body lie on the street."

"Let's team up to fight Kunpeng. Who can serve the club and take down Kunpeng?"

Silly Tai glanced at the faces of the people in charge.

The originally noisy living room suddenly became quiet, and all the uncles, hall masters, and red sticks fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

The reason why Hetu is called Hetu is that many small communities huddle together for warmth and make a living under the same banner.

In fact, they were all operating independently, and the loss of Tsz Wan Shan had no impact on them at all.

The point is, Zhou Shengpeng has a reputation for being fierce and vicious, and in just one or two months, he has caused huge waves in the underworld.

Every time it was horrifying, cruel and merciless.

Even if we take a step back and put Zhou Shengpeng's personal strength aside, just because she has the support of the big Hongxing society, the now falling apart Hetu will not be able to compete.

Instead of trying to hide Zhou Shengpeng, it would be better to go to Cemetery Mountain and find a place for yourself to lie down. The current combined map is like hitting a rock with an egg to deal with Zhou Shengpeng.

Sha Laotai didn't think so. Zhou Shengpeng had just taken over Tsz Wan Shan, which was already weak and relied mostly on borrowed soldiers.

As long as the remaining gangs of Hetu are united, they will surely be able to take it down in one fell swoop. By then, both Tsz Wan Shan's territory and Zhou Shengpeng's territory will belong to Hetu.

He, Sha Laotai, had been the second-in-command for so many years, and he could have taken the opportunity to rise to the top. But looking around, his uncles, the leaders of the gangs, and the Red Sticks were all silent, so he could only start to recruit his troops.

"Zhengbo, can you take the lead and help the society save face?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Bo shook his head repeatedly: "Uncle Tai, you know I've been engaged in aquatic product wholesale for many years, and I only have a few people under me. I can move goods, but I can't kill people."

"Uncle Zhou, what about you?" Silly Old Tai looked at another uncle.

"Cough cough." Uncle Zhou coughed twice. He had just been condemning Zhou Shengpeng with righteous indignation, but now he suddenly became weak.

"Atai, you know I'm old now and have long since retired. My brothers are about the same age as me and it's time for them to enjoy their retirement."

"We're a bunch of old ghosts. You can ask us to chop winter melons in the vegetable market, but we really can't chop people."

Silly Tai was speechless. When the society was doing well, veterans like Uncle Zhou were as strong as a rock. Now they were saying they were old?

He sighed and his eyes fell on the new red stick Hua Zai.

"You're the club's red stick, you can fight and resist, but Uncle Zhou can't. You have to contribute to the club, right?"

Hua Zi looked embarrassed: "Uncle Tai, if the club is in trouble, of course I will take the lead. It's just a Kunpeng, it's not difficult."

"However, the police have been raiding my casino recently. Many of my guys have gone in."

"When my little brother comes out, I will definitely work for the society."

Silly Tai's blood pressure nearly spiked when he heard this. Everyone knew that many of Hua Zi's minions had been imprisoned in Stanley. By the time they were released, it would be at least a year or two before their usefulness was gone. Clearly, this was just an excuse.