A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Le is busy playing hide-and-seek with Wang Bao now, so I won't bother Brother Le."

After hanging up the phone call on A Le, Wang Zuluo curled his lips disdainfully.

This Ah Le just thinks too much. He mobilizes his troops and doesn't want to step on Jordan, so what's his point?

"Brother Luo, our people have entered Yau Ma Tei..."

Duan Kun's call came and Wang Zuluo ended his attempt to find someone to borrow troops.

Temple Street in Yau Ma Tei is not a whole street.

With Tin Hau Temple as the boundary, the north of Tin Hau Temple is called Miao North Street and the south is called Miao Nan Street.

At this time, in a mahjong parlor at the corner of Miaobei Street, Changmao Xiong was sitting at the top of a mahjong table, holding two walnuts in his hand and turning his hands irregularly.

After playing with it for a while, Changmao Xiong slapped the walnuts on the table impatiently, looked up at Tai Zigang who was playing cards on the mahjong table next door, and asked:

"When will your father come? If you don't come, we will wait to be carried out of Yau Ma Tei!"

The prince had just touched a big card and was very happy. After hearing Changmao Xiong's words, he directly smashed the nine tubes in his hand on the table.

"I just touched the Thirteen Yao, can you wait until I finish playing my cards before spoiling the fun?"

The prince just stretched out his hand and pushed down the cards in front of him, but he did not continue to play. He took out his mobile phone and called his father.

"You want it in Mong Kok, and you want it in Yau Ma Tei. You already have Tsim Sha Tsui, aren't you satisfied? Besides, if I help you get rid of that crazy dog ​​Luo, what can we, Xinji, get?"

Jiang Sheng looked at Han Chen, who was standing in front of him and was not as tall as he was sitting. He put the teacup in his hand to his mouth and blew on it.

"Who said we were going to Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei?"

Han Chen smiled and picked up the takeout in his hand, then swept aside the tea set on the table and placed the takeout box in front of him.

After opening it, I took a deep smell, reached out and grabbed a piece of duck leg and ate it, saying vaguely:

"My boss's name is Ni Kun. He is now a serious businessman. Do you know that I will sue you for defamation?"

Jiang Sheng didn't pay attention to Han Chen's unreasonableness and continued to drink tea slowly:

"Now that you've cleared your name, just quit the world. Don't be so sloppy. You'll get into trouble if you keep breaking things off."

When Jiang Sheng said these words, Han Chen stopped eating for a moment, raised his head and glanced at Jiang Sheng, and then started eating again as if nothing had happened.

"Why must that lone wolf die?"

"I remember that he has no relationship with your Ni family. He has never offended you, right?"

Jiang Sheng put down the tea cup. Although Han Chen looked at him with a fierce look just now, as a new reporter, he had seen a lot about this small scene.

But I still remember Han Chen, the Ni family's number one confidant.

"There is indeed no intersection..." Han Chen dropped the remaining bones, wiped his hands with a napkin, stared at Jiang Shengrao and said meaningfully: "Because he blocked the road, he must die! "

In Yau Ma Tei, after dialing twice and still no one answered, Jiang Zhangang's expression finally changed.

"Taizigang, you can't even remember your father's phone number wrong, right?"

Seeing Jiang Zhangang's face, Changmao Xiong couldn't sit still. He stood up and walked to his side, staring at him fiercely.

"What are you looking at? You know I am Prince Xinji and you just fucking talked to me like this. Have you taken too many pills?"

The prince just threw his cell phone aside. Although his expression was ugly, he still arrogantly poked Changmao Xiong's chest a few times with his fingers.

Changmao Xiong has been out for so long, and no one has ever dared to talk to him like this. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the tiles on the mahjong table, and he really wanted to stuff these tiles into Taizigang's mouth one by one to cure his bad mouth.

But the other party was right. Xinji Jiang Sheng's son, not to mention his hairy appearance, even if you look at the entire Hong Kong Island, no one would dare to touch him.

When the prince saw Changmao Xiong's unsurprising reaction, he curled his lips.

He has seen this expression a lot over the years. Because of his behavior, many people dislike him, but in the end no one dared to touch him?

Thinking of this, the wound on his head suddenly stung.

He touched the gauze on his head with his hand, and his eyes immediately became gloomy.

Damn it, you dare to break my head?

Yaowen, right?

Mad Dog Lo, right?

Sooner or later you will pay the price!

"Brother Xiong, Brother Prince, the mad dog is out of the cage, the mourning boy is out on the street and stepped into Yau Ma Tei."

"Sang Zai" was a contemptuous term that was spread quietly because he couldn't understand the fact that Wang Zuluo's subordinates all wore white shirts.

"How many people can there be? Can all the damn people in Mong Kok be brought here?"

The prince just glared at the dazi who rushed in in a hurry. This bastard actually put his name after the long-haired male, he is really looking for death.

"The whole of Mong Kok is not affected, but there are still thousands of people..."

Thump~

Sanjou, who had fired a nine-barrel shot at the prince just now, couldn't sit still and fell to the ground with his chair.

It doesn't matter if there are thousands of people, but who doesn't know that Xinlianying's internal division of labor and cooperation, and the beating is a professional beating.

The thousands of people in Xin Lianying are literally thousands of gangsters. They are not the soft-footed old boys who are paid to collect heads, nor are they the student boys who can be fooled by a few cigarettes and a barbecue.

"The plane from Mong Kok also brought people to support him, and Big D from Tsuen Wan also borrowed troops..."

Changmao Xiong's men began to report the wind he received to these big bosses.

"Brother Xiong, Brother Prince, and Hongxing also have a team coming from Causeway Bay. The leader is Xue Shou Nan, the rising star who is so good with Mad...and Mad Wolf that he wears a pair of pants."

Chang Mao Xiong sat weakly on the chair, looked at Tai Zi Gang anxiously, and asked: "What do you mean by Master Sheng? Didn't I agree that he would personally come forward to talk to Mad Dog Luo?"

"Who the hell are you, you dare to question me?"

Tai Zi Gang was also a little anxious, and Chang Mao Xiong happened to bump into the muzzle of the gun.

He put his hands on the mahjong table, gritted his teeth angrily and prepared to overturn the mahjong table, but after several attempts, the mahjong table was not successfully overturned.

With a quick glance, he discovered that the two men who had been playing cards with Sanjou just now were leaning on the mahjong table and talking, not paying attention to the situation on his side.

"Okay, okay, you can't get along with me, right? You look down on our new record, okay, I can leave!"

The prince was so angry that he laughed, and pointed at Changmao Xiong and the other two who looked back because of his roar.

Then he picked up the clothes hanging on the back of the chair and left the Bird House angrily.

"you……."

The long-haired male stood up and stretched out his hand to say something, but was glared at by a few newbies and swallowed what he wanted to say.

He couldn't afford to offend Xin Ji. There were not many people in Hong Kong who could offend him.

It is estimated that Hongxing, Jiang Zhen and Dongxing Luotuo can be equal to others.

Now that Jiang Zhen is dead, Jiang Tiansheng is naturally one step shorter when facing these older generations.

After leaving the house, the prince raised the corners of his mouth, put on his coat and walked towards the car.

After getting into the car, the expression on his face had changed from anger to laughter:

"Do these idiots really think they are qualified to sit and drink tea with me?"

"Chixian, Mad Dog Luo lost my face, I just went back for revenge... The man named Chen Zilong is no longer useful. Let others do him, it would be fun for Mad Dog Luo to be even crazier..."