Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

Dock, abandoned warehouse-——

When Luan Mingkun came to the warehouse with a rebellious pace, several of Hong Yihai's younger brothers were pushing a bald man in decent clothes to the ground and beating him hard.

Crackling!

Two carrying poles and a crowbar hit the bald man's body on the ground, making a heart-stopping muffled sound.

Next to them, seven or eight disciples of Hong Yihai pointed at the bald man and talked about it——

"It's quite bearable!"

"Yeah, it's been almost half an hour!"

"You have to be tough, let's wait until Brother Kun comes."

While they were talking, someone saw Lan Mingkun, and these people rushed forward to say hello to Lan Mingkun.

"Brother Kun!"

Luan Mingkun nodded to them, "Close the door!"

"Yes, Brother Kun!"

Crunch!

The warehouse door is tightly closed.

A confined space quickly formed.

Luan Mingkun looked at the beaten bald man.

The bald man lying on the ground was about thirty years old. Although he was hit hard in turn, he gritted his teeth and held on without screaming. The occasional muffled grunt seemed to be evidence that he was still alive.

It wasn't until the younger brothers were out of breath from the fight that Death Horse waved his hand and motioned for them to get out of the way.

When Lan Mingkun came to the bald man, a younger brother brought a chair over. Lan Mingkun sat down and looked down at the bald man.

Behind him were piles of various fruits, and his nose was filled with the smell of fruits, including pineapples, bananas, cantaloupe, grapes and apples. This was a fruit warehouse.

Luan Mingkun picked up an apple, took the horn knife handed to him by the person next to him, and peeled it.

Luan Mingkun didn't say anything, he just sat on the chair and peeled the apple in front of the bald man.

But this kind of pressure is even more uncomfortable than beating a bald man.

The bald man couldn't help but yelled at Luan Mingkun: "Why are you arresting me? I want to call the police, I want to sue you!"

"Whatever!" Lan Mingkun said calmly, "You should know who we are, and you also know whether it is useful to accuse us."

As he spoke, Lian Mingkun slowly leaned forward, used a horn knife to lift the opponent's chin, and raised the face with slightly higher cheekbones. The bald man stared at him viciously with his eyes.

Luan Mingkun said slowly: "You are very brave. My brother greets you. If you think it is not enough, I will greet you personally."

"What are you going to do?" The bald man's eyes were obviously frightened.

Hong Yihai was famous for his death, and he knew it to some extent.

Lan Mingkun looked at the other party and suddenly smiled: "Don't be afraid, although there are rumors in the world that I am ruthless, but that was all in the past. Now I am very polite, so why don't we discuss a business deal."

"Business talk?" The bald man moved, with a hint of surprise on his expression.

"Now, my knife is very sharp. Don't move it around. Otherwise, I will make a hole in your throat, and I will give you silk gold." Lan Mingkun greeted with a smile.

The bald man pursed his lips and said nothing, but his body became very calm and he did not dare to struggle wildly.

Luan Mingkun smiled slightly and stared into the other person's eyes: "That's right!"

As he spoke, Lan Mingkun snapped his fingers, and someone immediately handed over a bulging brown paper bag.

Without looking, Lian Mingkun reached out and took out a roll of Hong Kong dollars and threw it on the ground. He said to the bald man: "You know very well what I want to know. What did Li Zhaoheng and Li Jiacheng talk about and do on the boat? , I want to know everything! As long as you open your mouth, you can not only save your own life, but also avoid having to trouble my little brother to have you tied up and thrown into the sea, and you can also take away these ten thousand Hong Kong dollars!"

The bald man was stunned for a moment, looked at the money lying on the ground, and snorted: "You want to bribe me? Then you made the wrong calculation!"

Without saying a word, Luan Mingkun took out another roll and threw it on the ground: "Twenty thousand! What did they say?"

"I will not be bribed! Although I am just a person who helps people look after ships, I am also loyal! Mr. Li is usually very kind to me, and I will not betray him!"

"Really?" Lan Mingkun nodded, reached out and took out a roll and threw it out: "Thirty thousand, do you want to tell me?"

The bald man glanced at the money and swallowed: "As I said, I am loyal! Mr. Li is not only good to me, but also good to my family. The last time my mother was sick and hospitalized and had no money for treatment, he helped me. Advance money!”

Luan Mingkun didn't speak, nodded, and this time he took out two volumes and threw them on the ground: "Fifty thousand! That's the most! If you don't say anything, there's nothing I can do about it!"

Gudong!

The bald man glanced at the money and swallowed hard, "And my wife, the last time I was in danger when giving birth in the hospital, it was Mr. Li who helped me find the doctor. That doctor was very skilled, and he saved my wife and son - Li Sir, he has been very kind to our family!”

Luan Mingkun smiled: "It seems that talking about efficiency is too slow. From now on, I will ask again, the money will be reduced once - do you want to say it or not?"

"I have already said that Mr. Li has been very kind to me, and I will not betray him!"

Luan Mingkun directly took back 10,000 yuan!

"There are only 40,000 left now. Do you want to tell me?"

"I just said, that..." the bald man became a little anxious, "I will never be ungrateful. My mother, my wife and my children have all received favors from him..."

Luan Mingkun took away 30,000 yuan directly, "There is still the last 10,000 yuan! If you don't tell me, then prepare to sink into the sea!"

The two boys stepped forward and watched the bald man get ready.

The bald man was anxious.

"How can you do this?" The bald man stood up suddenly, "When you add money, it is so little, but when you reduce it, it is so much at once?"

Lan Ming Kun smiled: "I made the rules, I can do whatever I want!"

Bald man: "If I say so, can I take 50,000?"

Lan Ming Kun nodded: "Of course, I can, but then you will be ungrateful!" After that, he picked up the peeled apple, snapped, and took a bite.

"Tsk, who still talks about loyalty these days!" The bald man hurriedly picked up the money on the ground, "Loyalty is only for those fools! To be honest, I would have told you when you offered a high price at the beginning! I could have saved you a beating!"

Lan Ming Kun smiled, biting the apple and said: "You have a good future."

"Really?" The bald man stuffed the money into his arms, looked up at Lan Ming Kun and said: "Even the fortune teller said so, I will make a fortune this year! Haha!"

...

Ten minutes later.

Lan Ming Kun frowned, from the bald man's mouth he knew all the plans of Li Zhaoheng and others, to raise 10 billion to deal with Du Yongxiao.

Moreover, these people have mortgaged their shares in various banks. These are the most important things, and they are also what Du Yongxiao asked Lan Mingkun to find out.

Because Du Yongxiao wants to get all the mortgages!

"No, I have to pass this information to Mr. Du as soon as possible!" Lan Mingkun knew that the situation was serious, and now he was racing against time, and every minute was related to the future outcome of the battle.

When Lan Mingkun was about to leave the warehouse and take the express train to pass on the news he had just received---

creak---

The warehouse door suddenly opened slowly--

A yin and yang voice said: "Lan Mingkun, do you want to leave? But unfortunately, I guess you can't leave today!"

As he spoke, more than 30 people rushed in from outside. The leader looked to be in his 40s, with a sturdy figure, a thin face, high cheekbones, and deep eyes, like a monkey.

"Is it you? The twelfth uncle of the Hehetu, Tie Maliu?" Lan Mingkun couldn't help but look surprised when he saw the person coming.

"Yes, it's me!" The man laughed sinisterly, "I didn't expect that our Hehetu 12th uncle had been silent for so many years, and you, a famous person in the underworld, still knew me!"

The 12th uncle of Hehetu was very famous in Hong Kong back then.

Unfortunately, their fortunes were ruined by a broken tooth.

As one of the 12 uncles, Broken Tooth colluded with the pirates of Pirate Island and opposed Du Yongxiao, and was eventually imprisoned. The Hehetu society was also given special attention and severely cracked down by Du Yongxiao.

So many people in Hong Kong now know that you can join a society, but don't join Hehetu!

Hehetu used to do water and land business, with a lot of money and tens of thousands of disciples. Now, the water and land business has been closed, the disciples have withered, and many societies and gangs that were not as good as them can ride on their necks.

As one of the twelve uncles, Tie Maliu originally opened a Finnish sauna business in Bolan Street. His dance hall and nightclub were also doing a booming business. However, because of Beng Yacai and Du Yongxiao's suppression, his business was closed one after another. Even if he paid the fees, the business would be inspected by the police every day, and he could not continue to do business.

For this reason, Tie Maliu hated Du Yongxiao to the core and thought that everything was his fault. If he had not allowed the police to sweep his business, he would not have fallen to the point of sweeping the streets.

Tie Maliu was originally a ruthless person among the twelve uncles, and he was also one of the only six remaining among the twelve uncles.

There is a saying in the world to describe these six "remaining" big men---

Beng Yacai is treacherous enough, Hunchback Weng is arrogant enough, Big Eyes Long is disloyal, Old Swallow is lecherous; Che Shenqiu is kind-hearted and soft-handed, and Tie Maliu is ruthless!

Indeed!

As the most ruthless of the twelve uncles, the reason why Tie Maliu was able to rise to power was that he relied on a machete in his hand to kill people from Nathan Road to Bowl Lane, leaving behind him countless bones and corpses under his feet. Finally, he gained a foothold in Bowl Lane, laid a large foundation, and became the youngest twelfth uncle of Hehetu!

Now, Tie Maliu, who is in his forties, feels that he is not old yet and can still fight!

No matter how much Du Yongxiao suppresses Hehetu, no matter how much he suppresses him, he can endure it.

Because he wants to find an opportunity to turn defeat into victory and get back everything he has lost!

Today is the opportunity!

"Lan Mingkun, to be honest, Mr. Li is very optimistic about you! Before coming here, he told me that it would be best to recruit you! Haha! Mr. Li is really talented and has a brilliant mind. He has long calculated that the damn bald guy is not loyal! He will betray them! So let me wait here!" Tie Maliu said with a sigh.

Lanmingkun stared at Tiemaliu gloomily without saying a word.

To be honest, he really didn't expect to be calculated by Li Zhaoheng. He thought he could make a contribution to Hong Yihai, but he didn't expect to fall into the other party's trap.

"Hey, Lanmingkun, now I give you a chance. As long as you stay here obediently, I won't make things difficult for you. Maybe we can become friends in the future and drink and talk happily!" Tiemaliu said with a sinister smile.

"Friends? I really like to make friends, but unfortunately, not with you!" Lanmingkun said coldly.

"Haha, you are still stubborn at this time. Is the surname Du really so good that you are devoted to him?"

"I don't know whether it's good or not. I only know that I can't betray him again. And, I have to hurry up and pass the message to him!"

Tiemaliu laughed and laughed up to the sky.

"Hahaha, good job! Today I finally met a true hero who would rather die than betray his master!" Tie Maliu said, his eyes stern, and pointed at the warehouse door, "See? The door is right over there. If you want to go first, it's up to you!"

While talking, the people from Hehetu who followed Tiemaliu took a step forward and took out the long swords hidden behind their backs.

Instantly——

The blade flashed, and the cold air was pressing.

More than 30 people, facing the ten people of Ranming Kun, three to one!

Complete victory!

"Brother Kun, what should we do?"

A subordinate stepped forward and asked, "They are many, and they are all good players! Some of them are known to me, at least seven or eight of them are at the Red Stick level!"

Everyone is in a small place like Hong Kong, and they often see each other. Therefore, when fighting, the weaker party will take the initiative to weigh their strength. If the difference is too big, they will admit defeat directly, so as to avoid the two sides really fighting and blood splattering five steps away.

Lan Ming Kun narrowed his eyes, "Why, are you scared?"

"No, Brother Kun, the main thing is--" The younger brother Yan spitted, straightened his back suddenly, patted his chest: "I'm not afraid! At most, I will be a hero again in 18 years!"

"That's right! If you come out to make a living, one step to the king, one step to death, we all make a living with coffins on our backs. Don't weaken your morale and lose your backbone just because you haven't fought for a long time because you have been taken care of by Mr. Du in the past few years!"

"No, Brother Kun!"

"We live and die together!"

"Roar!"

Hong Yihai and his men roared.

Iron Horse looked at Lan Ming Kun who refused to admit defeat even when he was about to die, and couldn't help shaking his head contemptuously and said: "Why? For a mere Mr. Du, so many of you are going to die?"

As soon as the voice fell--

A voice suddenly said: "Who said that? It's not certain who is going to die!"

While speaking--

Hualala!

Hundreds of people rushed in from outside, holding machetes, knives, iron chains, bats and other heavy weapons, and directly surrounded the people of Hehetu!

The first person wiped his nose and said: "You people from Hehetu want to deal with Mr. Du. Have you asked me, Su Long of Zhongxiao Society?"

"Zhongxiao Society?"

"Su Long?!"

Tie Maliu and others were shocked and looked at the newcomers.

Broken eyebrows!

Shaved face!

Tough figure!

A face full of viciousness and determination.

Who else could it be if it wasn't the former "Father of Muay Thai" and "Head Coach of Sun Yee On" Su Long?

Looking at Su Long, it was Li Tailong, Chen Yaoxing and others.

These people were unruly, looking at the people of Hehetu, rubbing their fists and glaring at them.

This time, Zhongxiao Society can be said to have all the fierce men out!

Tie Maliu's face changed again and again!

There were more than 30 people on their side, and hundreds of people on the other side, and it was three to one again!

Complete victory!

Damn!

How can we fight this war?