N-A-A Chapter 31 Be careful not to get hit by a car.
Chapter 31 Be careful not to get hit by a car.
Longgen, pipe in mouth, glanced at the string of cigarettes and said, "I don't know!"
"Damn, you're his boss, how could you not know?" Chuanbao was even more dissatisfied and slammed his hand on the table.
"Guan Zisen isn't my son, why would I suddenly go crazy and crash into Big D with my car?" Long Gen retorted directly, showing no sign of backing down.
"If it weren't for Kwan Jai-sum, Big D wouldn't have been arrested by the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, and Lok wouldn't have been robbed of several blocks by Hung Hing. It's all because of this bastard. As his boss, you should take responsibility!"
He spoke with righteous indignation.
Longgen couldn't stand Chuanbao splashing dirty water on him, so he slammed his fist on the table and stood up, yelling, "Chuanbao, did you forget to take your meds today? You're spouting nonsense!"
The two started arguing in front of everyone, spitting everywhere, and no one dared to touch the food on the table.
Longgen had used all his strength on the woman and was a little out of breath.
Chuanbao's voice was still very loud, and he had already taken over the top position. He was about to spray Longgen with so much energy that he would have a stroke in the next second.
"That's enough!"
Uncle Deng, who was sitting in the main seat, picked up his thermos, took a sip, looked at the two of them, and said softly.
"snort!"
Chuanbao and Longgen each snorted coldly and sat down in their seats.
"Jordan has already been taken over by Hung Hing for two blocks; Yau Ma Tei can't afford any more trouble. The most important thing right now is to choose a suitable person!"
As soon as Uncle Deng finished speaking, Chuen Po stood up: "Guan Zai Sen is dead. I recommend Fish Head Brand's leader, Airplane. Airplane is ruthless enough that even Big D admires him. He will definitely not let Hung Hing have a chance to take advantage."
"Damn it! When did it become your business to decide what happens in Yau Ma Tei?!" Long Gen slammed his fist on the table and stood up, pointing at Chuan Bao's face and cursing angrily, spitting all over Chuan Bao's head.
"Damn it, Dragon Root, you want to fight?!" Chuanbao quickly dodged and immediately retorted.
"Fight if you want, are you afraid of me!" Longgen rolled up his sleeves. The two of them were over a hundred years old combined, yet they acted like children, ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.
But no one there laughed at them; in fact, some even wanted to join in.
Wo Luen Shing has been on a downward trend in recent years, with too many monks and too little porridge, so no one wants to miss this opportunity to get a piece of the pie.
"Enough, Chuanbao! Lung Gen will take responsibility for the Yau Ma Tei situation himself!"
Uncle Deng couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up again to stop the fight between the two old men.
When Hung Hing's "Brother Kun" came knocking on our door to steal our meat, and we needed to unite as one, you guys were still fighting amongst yourselves.
"Hmph!" Chuanbao sat down with a dissatisfied look on his face.
"I recommend Liang Sheng. He managed to snatch three streets from He Tu, he has the ability, and..."
Before Long Gen could finish speaking, Chuan Bao sneered, "Liang Sheng, he's only been in office for a few days. Is he qualified enough? We have so many talented protégés at Lian Sheng, how come he..."
Uncle Deng glanced at Chuanbao, and Chuanbao immediately shut his mouth.
"Longgen, have Liangsheng come to the meeting!"
......
When Lin Sheng woke up in the middle of the day, the first thing he did was to put the five million he had stolen from Lin Huai Le into the lottery draw.
"Lottery draw, 100 pulls!"
One guaranteed stack of experience books, the rest are all junk!
"Damn it, what bad luck today!"
Lin Sheng cursed a couple of times, but still refused to believe it and spent another million to try his luck in the lottery.
"what?"
His eyes lit up when he saw the Gucci clothing and bag production line.
"Ha, those two million were well spent!"
As Lin Sheng slammed the experience book onto the Muay Thai boxing box, he felt a surge of profound understanding erupt in his mind. His muscles became more solid and well-proportioned, and his entire body was filled with explosive power.
[Skill: Muay Thai Level 6 (50/3200 Mastery)]
Less than a minute after Lin Sheng inserted the palm-sized battery into the mobile phone, someone called. He picked it up and answered:
"Brother Sheng, Uncle Lao Gen wants you to go to a meeting in Jordan!"
......
Lin Sheng sat in his Mercedes-Benz and arrived smoothly at Fule Restaurant. The valet at the door immediately came up.
As soon as Lin Sheng got out of the car, he heard a series of enthusiastic greetings.
"Brother Sheng..."
These men were all henchmen of Lam Wai-lok, but because they had a fight with Hung Hing, their boss was so angry that he ended up in the hospital. The whole of Jordan was in a state of panic and disarray.
The uncles were having a meeting upstairs when Lin Sheng came over, clearly indicating that he was about to take over. The uncles all looked at him with envy.
However, Lin Huai Le's right-hand man, A Ze, looked down on Lin Sheng from the bottom of his heart.
This scoundrel harmed his fellow disciples and betrayed his master, so how did he get promoted?
Despite their dissatisfaction, Leung Sing rose to fame with his record of taking down three streets and is now riding high in the Wo Luen Shing club.
Despite his dissatisfaction, Aze had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward to greet them.
He walked up to Lin Sheng, his face so dark it could drip water, and said coldly, "Liang Sheng, your uncles are waiting upstairs. Come with me."
Lin Sheng glanced at Aze and recognized him as Lin Huai Le's leader. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he raised his right foot, suddenly kicking Aze in the stomach.
"Bang!"
Aze was suddenly kicked and stumbled to the ground, falling face-first into the mud. A dull pain shot through his chest, and anger instantly surged to his head.
He scrambled to his feet, his face as black as an iron pot, glaring angrily at Lin Sheng: "Liang Sheng, what do you want to do?"
Lin Sheng stepped forward, stomping his foot on Aze's stomach, and cursed viciously, "Fuck your mother, who the hell are you to expect me to go with you?"
Aze trembled all over in pain, his fists clenched, wishing he could beat this arrogant, handsome guy to a pulp!
But he knew perfectly well that Lin Sheng was trying to establish his authority by using him. If he really made a move, he would fall right into the other party's trap. Even if he was beaten to death, no one would stand up for him.
Suppressing his surging anger, Ah Ze's face turned red as he said in a low voice, "Handsome...Brother Sheng, my name is Ah Ze, and I'm Brother Le's right-hand man."
Lin Sheng then loosened his grip, reached out to help him up, and lectured, "You should have said so earlier. Next time, remember to reveal your family background first. An uncle of mine in Tsuen Wan got beaten up for not explaining his identity. Don't follow his example!"
Being insulted by Lin Sheng on his own turf, Aze lowered his head, his cheeks twitching violently, his nails almost digging into his palms, but he still respectfully replied, "I understand, Brother Sheng, I will definitely not make this mistake again next time."
"Remember to say thank you!"
Even in killing someone, he didn't forget to destroy their spirit; Aze gritted his teeth until they were shattered.
"Wow... thank you, Brother Sheng!"
Lin Sheng walked into the restaurant, which was full of people; almost all of Uncle Lian Sheng's generation had arrived.
Uncle Deng, Chuanbao, Longgen, Lenglao, Chuiji, Shuangfandong, and others, as well as Chuiji, the gang leader sitting in the corner.
Lin Sheng's gaze fell on Uncle Deng, who was in the main seat.
But Uncle Deng squinted, as if he hadn't seen him at all.
However, when the man to Deng Bo's left saw Lin Sheng, his four eyes widened and he coldly snorted, "Liang Sheng, we've been looking for you for ages. So many uncles are waiting for you. You're quite the show-off."
Before Lin Sheng could even say hello, Chuan Bao jumped up, clearly wanting to give him a hard time!
Lin Sheng walked up to his uncle, pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Chuanbao. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it on the table. He looked at Chuanbao and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Uncle Chuanbao, does your back hurt from sitting too long? How about I go to Shanghai Street and find a few blonde, big-breasted girls to give you a massage? You're getting old, so just stay home and drink tea. Don't go running around, or you might get hit by a car!"