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

After saying that, he took a sip of beer nonchalantly.

"Qingxia and Jialing."

Hua Fu hadn't even finished swallowing his beer when he suddenly realized that Qingxia and Jialing were the aunties who cleaned the toilets.

The sip of wine instantly went into his nose and sprayed out.

Turning around, I saw Qingxia and Jialing standing in front of me wearing rose-red tight skirts.

Wow, these two middle-aged ladies really have bulging bellies and perky backs.

It’s no wonder that the customers didn’t buy it. Hua Fu himself was almost sick of it.

If it's Qingxia and Jialing, then it becomes Dianxia and Jialing...

Hua Fu wiped the wine from his nose and asked, "Where are Manyu, Liti, and Feifei?"

"They all changed jobs." The foreman said in a low voice.

"Damn it, how can you let them change jobs?"

Hua Fu stood up, looked at the foreman with murderous eyes, and gave him a look that said, "Wait."

Then he turned around, put on a smile, and looked at the two customers.

This made the two of them feel uneasy.

"I just said that I am a reasonable person. Honestly, I also think you shouldn't pay. I'm sorry, Soryy."

"You can go now. If it's inconvenient, I can ask my younger brother to drive you."

When the thin man and the fat man saw this, they saw that Hua Fu's anger was already evident on his face and was about to explode.

He quickly waved his hands: "No, no, don't be so polite, we will go back by ourselves."

Then the two of them fled from the nightclub.

Hua Fu then turned around and looked at the foreman with a cold gaze: "Where did they all go?"

The foreman said timidly: "I went to Kunpeng's place. I heard that the treatment there is good, he is very popular, and the cost is high..."

Hua Fu's face became darker and darker, and the foreman's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Go on, what are you doing? Are you shy?"

The foreman trembled all over after being scolded and dared not say a word.

Hua Fu stared at the foreman intently: "Do you have anything to do with this?"

"No, sir, it has absolutely nothing to do with me," the foreman said in horror.

"boom."

Hua Fu directly hit the foreman on the head with the wine bottle in his hand.

Then he launched a series of critical hits, venting his anger crazily.

The foreman was beaten so hard that blood splattered everywhere.

"It's none of your business. It's none of your business. You can't even keep an eye on people. What use are you, damn it? You're useless."

Hua Fu beat the foreman to death.

It wasn't until his younger brother pulled him away that he calmed down a little.

"What's going on in other places?"

Huafu's boss, Ah Sheng, immediately made a few calls and then came to report: "Boss, it's all about the same. Business is terrible."

"Peng's place has a lot of new things going on. In the nightclub, there are not only the usual singing and dancing performances, but also acrobatics and magic tricks."

"And the prices at the KTV are much cheaper than here, so many people come from far away to spend money there."

"As for what's going on in the sky, I'm not sure, but the entrance is full of luxury cars, and the comings and goings are very mysterious. Those who go there are all big shots, so business must be good."

"It's said that those who jumped ship from our place ended up in nightclubs and bars, while Yunjiantian only hires students from Hong Kong University, models, and foreigners."

Hua Fu listened to Ah Sheng's report, frowned, lit a cigarette, and stared at him fiercely.

In just half a month, Kunpeng's nightclub has been popular every day since its opening, covering all levels of consumption, including high, medium and low-end.

Now, his business has been ruined beyond belief. It's so unfair.

"waste."

"I spend so much money to support you guys, but it's all for nothing."

"There's no business at all."

"Fuck, that idiot Kunpeng is just trying to make things difficult for us."

Hua Fu was furious and smashed the wine bottles on the table to the ground.

The younger brothers hung their heads and said nothing, not daring to move at all, for fear of angering Hua Fu and being beaten.

"You have pig brains, go catch him if he's missing."

"Loan sharks have a lot of debts they can confiscate, so they capture the wives and daughters of those people to make up the difference."

"If all else fails, go to school and trick some girls into coming to me."

"Aren't there a lot of girls sneaking over from the other side of the island?"

"Give me a training and bring him to work."

"If anyone dares to run away, I'll beat them until they surrender. This is much better than recruiting those heartless people. At least they won't jump ship."

Hua Fu was drooling and scolding his younger brother.

Anyway, they have done a lot of things like arresting girls. If they change jobs, the worst that can happen is that they will arrest another wave.

For example, those in Malan Fenglou were all captured by them, so who would dare to say anything?

At this moment, Bowl Lane is in a mess because of the sudden popularity of Universal Entertainment, which is owned by Zhou Shengpeng.

In addition to Hua Fu's side, things are not going well in Liang Ma's place either.

Her Beehive Bar and Casino were sparsely populated.

Except for illegal businesses like Malan Fenglou that can make some money, other places are in a bleak state.

Pretty Mom irritably flipped through the accounts and said to her subordinate, Bo Zai, with a cold face, "What's going on? The revenue from the Beehive Bar isn't enough to cover the costs?"

"Not to mention the entertainment city. If things continue like this, we won't even be able to pay salaries."

Bo Zai whispered, "Big sister, there's nothing we can do. Kunpeng has new equipment and high-end decoration. There are many girls there, and they are all so naive. We can't compete with them."

"It's not just our place, the situation over at East Star is also bleak."

"I see only a few cars on Brother Huafu's property. The parking attendants at the door are all dozing off. I heard that even the cleaning lady has come out to drink with the drivers."

When the pretty mother heard that Hua Fu was also having a hard time, she felt a little relieved.

However, when she thought of Zhou Shengpeng's arrogant face, she suddenly felt very annoyed.

"Damn it, I knew long ago that this guy was no good. It's definitely not good when he takes over Bowl Lane."

"When Xianshi was around, everyone lived in peace and everyone made money."

"But this guy has been eating all the food for himself. He's really going too far."

"If we don't kill this guy, the rest of our places on Bowl Lane will be closed down sooner or later."

Bo Zai carefully lit a cigarette for Liang Ma, and then said, "Big sister, Kunpeng has now taken over Yau Ma Tei and is at the peak of his career."

"It's said that the number of his subordinates alone has reached 2,000. Although that's an exaggeration, I estimate that there are at least 1,700 or 1,800."

"In places like Sham Shui Po and Bowl Street, all our followers combined don't exceed a thousand. It's difficult to deal with."

"Besides, if fellow disciples kill each other, they will be punished with three swords and six holes, according to the gang rules."

The cigarette in the beautiful mother's hand was directly flicked over and landed accurately on Bo Zai's neck.

With a sizzling sound, his skin was burned by the sparks. The pain made him grit his teeth, but he didn't dare to say another word.

"Damn, gang rules, gang rules! I'm just a teenager hanging out here, and I don't know the Hongxing gang rules. Do you want you to teach me how to do things?"

"Peng is so powerful that it's hard for us to deal with him, so let's not do it..."

Bo Zai was confused when he heard this: "Big sister, what do you mean?"

"Just because we can't do it doesn't mean others can't."

"Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. I'm afraid Dongxing Huafu is even more eager to kill Kunpeng than we are."

A sinister smile appeared on the pretty mother's plump face, and then she continued:

"Help me contact Hua Fu. I want to arrange a meeting with him. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"I'm determined to make Hua Fu my ally."

Not long after, in a private room of Dongxing Nightclub.

Hua Fu met his beautiful mother.

The beautiful mother picked up the red wine in front of her, shook it back and forth, and then poured it into her mouth, leaving a blood-red lip mark on the rim of the glass.

"Hua Fu, cooperate with me, it's a sure win, are you afraid of that kid Kun Peng?"

The mother's questioning words seriously challenged Hua Fu's dignity.

He said angrily with a cold face: "How can I be afraid of a young boy like him? I started to fight for my country when I was a teenager. I have seen more salt than he has walked..."

"Don't take advantage of your age. Kunpeng is not even twenty years old yet, and he's already become a big shot in the Hongxing District. You can't compare to him even if you die."

The pretty mother didn't give him any face and directly sabotaged him.

"Fuck, Mom, are you here to deliberately ridicule me, or to discuss cooperation?"

Hua Fu muttered a few words in dissatisfaction.

"Of course we're talking about cooperation. I'll help you work together from inside and outside to kill Kunpeng. Do you dare?" The pretty mother said straight to the point.

"Of course I want to kill Kunpeng, but both his personal strength and the strength of his subordinates are very strong, so it will be difficult."

"I went there on the opening day. Just look at his subordinate, the one called Feiji, who is totally desperate and dares to eat with a spoon. He is a tough guy and not easy to deal with."

As Hua Fu gets older, he becomes more cautious and has more concerns.

After all, those who offend Zhou Shengpeng basically don't have a good ending.

Whether it is Xianshi, Hetu Prince Volcano, or Yau Ma Tei Fire, the consequences are quite tragic.

Seeing Hua Fu's hesitation, Pretty Mom sneered, "Oh, after all, you're still afraid of Kunpeng."

"Since you're so scared of him, why not just close down all the bars and nightclubs? That way, Bowl Street will be completely peaceful and Kunpeng can make a lot of money."

Hua Fu was very proud and was immediately annoyed by the beautiful mother's provocation:

"You're talking nonsense! We in Bowling Green rely on the entertainment industry for our livelihood. If we don't do this, what will we eat? We'll eat shit."

"It's time to close down. You might as well close it first, damn."

The pretty mom poured another glass of red wine and sneered, "If we don't kill Kunpeng and let him continue to develop, we won't have to close the business down. He'll lose a lot of money and be kicked out of Bowlan Street sooner or later."

"Hang up, hang up. If you had the guts to hang up, you wouldn't be coming to Dongxing to cooperate today."

"Since it's hard to kill him, why not just let his place go down? He doesn't have the brains to think straight, really."

Hearing Hua Fu's tone, Liang Ma's face lit up with joy: "Have you thought of a way to deal with Kunpeng?"

Hua Fu took a drag on his cigarette and said in a pretentious tone, "Do you think I'm as brainless as you? I don't have to use a knife to kill people."

"We have an undercover agent in Dongxing named James, who has now been transferred to the Chicken Killing Team."

"Kunpeng's business is booming, let James check on him every day."

"Places like nightclubs, bars, and clubs always have some shady things going on."

"If we find out, we'll seal it up and ask them to close the store."

"If they do it a few more times, I think some serious people will come to their place to play."

The pretty mother's eyes lit up when she heard this, and then she thought of something and continued to ask, "What if nothing is found?"

"If you don't find anything, you have to play a role."

"Your Hongxing monthly meeting is coming up soon. This time, Jiang Tiansheng will definitely announce at the meeting that Kunpeng will be appointed as the thirteenth regional leader."

"Just point it out. Kunpeng is the boss and needs to serve the community. Only by killing James can he win over the community."

When the pretty mother heard this, she was shocked: "Killing a policeman is no small matter."

"Of course it's not a small matter. If James is killed, the Chicken Killing Squad, the Anti-Triad Squad, and the Serious Crime Squad will all be watching, and the white guys up there will also put pressure on him."

"Kun Peng must give an explanation. Not only will his wings be clipped, but Bowl Street will also be under scrutiny, and he will be unable to do business."

Hua Fu's face was as gloomy as water and his smile was sinister.

In fact, he had another plan that he hadn't said out loud.

Since Bowlan Street was under close scrutiny and Kunpeng was weakened, he was able to reap the benefits. He, Hua Fu, had the final say in Bowlan Street.

As for sacrificing a James, it is nothing at all.

First of all, James's appetite has grown over the years. He has been stuffing more and more into it and no longer wants to keep it.

Secondly, being able to exchange a useless chess piece for Bowl Lane is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

Once we take over Bowl Lane, we won’t have to give the benefits we promised to my mother anymore.

Pretty Mom laughed and scolded, "Damn it, no wonder everyone says Hua Fu you're such a shady bitch, you're really quite shady."

Hua Fu's smile froze and he rolled his eyes: "Pretty Mom, if you don't know how to praise people, can you please stop praising them randomly?"

The two of them conspired for a while, finalized some details, and then dispersed.