Hong Kong Movies: Become Stronger as You Work

Soon, a roar of cars sounded, and Fan Tian's red debt collection team drove quickly.

When the Feiji brothers saw this, they raised their hands tremblingly and signaled the vehicles to stop.

"Squeak..." Seeing this, Fan Tian in the car sensibly asked Tian Hong to stop the car.

Then, Fan Tian got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the slightly excited Feiji brothers, and couldn't help twitching his eyes. He pointed at the two of them and shouted arrogantly:

"Are you two Han Chen's top horses? Where is Han Chen? Let him come out and face me!"

After receiving Fan Tian's hint, Ah Fei took a deep breath, calmed down his excited heart, and quickly entered the role, choking: "Emperor Tian, ​​I advise you not to be so arrogant. Brother Chen is not someone you can meet whenever you want?"

"Huh?" Fan Tian was full of question marks. What the hell is Emperor Tian?

"Who the hell are you? How dare you make a noise to me?"

Fan Tian didn't have time to pay attention to the new title. He raised his hand and waved. The bodyguard who got off the car behind him immediately pulled out the Black Star and aimed it at Feiji and others.

"Be careful of the accidental discharge!" Aji was startled and hurriedly warned.

"Emperor Tian, ​​don't mess around. Brother Chen has prepared hot pot for you on the next street."

A Fei said, pulling Aji, signaling him to be more assertive.

"Han Chen still knows the rules, unlike some people who don't know what to do."

Fan Tian complained and signaled everyone behind him to put down the Black Star.

Then, Fan Tian lit the cigarette in his mouth and walked forward.

When passing by Ah Fei, he suddenly stopped, blew a puff of smoke on Ah Fei's face, and asked: "What the hell is the Great Emperor Tian?"

"Uh..." Ah Ji was slightly stunned, frowned and said: "Now the gangsters in Tsim Sha Tsui call it that, what? I can't call it?"

"Hehe!" Fan Tian sneered, and a black star appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and put the muzzle of the gun against Ah Fei's forehead, narrowing his eyes slightly,

"Tell me, which punk gave me this nickname?"

"I don't know!" Ah Fei swallowed his saliva and roared loudly, "If you dare, kill me with one shot?"

"Hmph! A little Karami like you is not worthy of my shot."

Fan Tian was very satisfied with Ah Fei's performance. He put away his gun and looked at the younger brother behind Fei Ji and his brother, "Who can tell me who gave me this nickname? The reward is 300,000. This reward is unlimited and first come first served!"

After that, Fan Tian directly passed Fei Ji and others with his bodyguards.

He was secretly angry. It was Tsim Sha Tsui again. As long as he made some achievements, he would be nicknamed by the punks.

First he was the prince, then the emperor, and now the great emperor. If I hit the moon, should I be given the title of the king of the universe?

The more Fan Tian thought about it, the angrier he became. He guessed that some enemy leader must have deliberately pitted him...

Fei Ji, who was stunned, saw Fan Tian and his group leaving, and hurriedly called his younger brothers to follow.

On the way, A Ji leaned over and whispered in A Fei's ear: "When we brag, no one recognized us, right?"

"It's over." A Fei sighed lightly. He didn't expect that Brother Tian didn't like this domineering nickname.

They were under Han Chen, and they were all leaders. When they were bragging in Tsim Sha Tsui, someone must have recognized them.

A Ji looked at A Fei, whose face turned pale, and felt something was wrong. He turned around and looked at his younger brothers behind him, only to see that some of them were looking at them with strange eyes.

"A Fei, what should we do?" A Ji turned his head quickly, pretending to be calm and asked carefully.

"Finish Brother Chen's business first, then we will discuss it. You have to remember one thing. We can't admit it even if we are beaten to death." A Fei said in a low voice.

A Ji nodded solemnly, intending to keep this matter to himself.

Anyway, when they were bragging about the prince and the emperor, they were just little Karami. Who can confirm that they were the first to brag about the emperor this time?

Absolutely not. Now a group of people are trying to please Brother Tian, ​​so there are many people who are flattering.

It's not that simple to trace the source?

A moment later!

At the door of a hot pot restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui, Fan Tian and Han Chen's younger brothers were clearly divided and surrounded the place.

Not far away, there were several Mazdas with flashing lights parked.

At the door of the store, on a table full of ingredients, Fan Tian sat down and didn't care about Han Chen across the table. He just picked up chopsticks and ate first.

"Ah Tian, ​​you have a good appetite. If it's not enough, you can add more. I'll treat you tonight!"

Han Chen looked at Fan Tian who was eating hot pot calmly and couldn't help but joked.

"Brother Chen, we have to make a deal first. You treat me to hot pot, but you can't pay less than 60 million!"

Fan Tian put down his chopsticks and said with a smile.

"60 million is too much. With this money, why would I take such a big risk to help Wang Bao?" Han Chen frowned instantly.

"Haha, even Haolong and Situ Haonan can pay the full amount. Who would believe that Brother Chen, a rich man in Tsim Sha Tsui, has no money?"

Fan Tian said to Han Chen

"30 million, that's all I have, let me wait for the rest!"

"Hmph! Either pay tonight or I'll turn the table over!"

"Are you planning to die with me?"

"No, I'll send someone to keep an eye on you and dump all your goods into the sea to feed the fish. I'll keep my word and never break it!"

"Aren't you afraid that Wong Tai Sin will turn upside down?"

"Come on, but I have to remind you that if you have the ability, you won't join forces with Wang Bao and others."

Han Chen paused after hearing what Fan Tian said, his eyes gradually turned red: "60 million, no problem, but in the future..."

"You go your way, I go my way, we'll never see each other again!" Fan Tian smiled and continued.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Han Chen clapped his hands, and more than a dozen younger brothers with black bags walked out of the store.

"The money is here, check it!"

"No need, I didn't even order Haolong's, let alone Brother Chen's. I believe you are trustworthy people."

Fan Tian waved his hand, picked up his chopsticks, and continued to eat hot pot.

"You have to pay, and you have to eat hot pot, Tian, ​​eat as much as you want. If it's not enough, we'll order more."

Han Chen saw this and picked up his chopsticks. The two seemed like old friends who had known each other for many years, eating hot pot and chatting.

Outside!

Fan Tian's bodyguard, with a cold and ruthless expression, was very proud in his heart:

What Tsim Sha Tsui overlord, seeing my big brother, he has to serve tea and wine obediently!

Han Chen's younger brother was relieved when he saw this scene. This is the majestic Emperor Tian. The four kings of Tsim Sha Tsui were killed collectively.

They don't want to continue fighting with Han Chen!

...

Late at night!

After eating hot pot, Fan Tian got in the car and continued to collect debts.

Han Chen looked at the departing convoy, his face was terribly gloomy, as if water was about to drip from his face.

Behind him, a group of younger brothers dared not breathe.

Suddenly, Han Chen turned around and shouted: "A Fei, A Ji!"

"In..." The heartbeats of the Fei and Ji brothers instantly soared to 180!