Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Mr. Song, the business of our milk tea shop is really bad during this time!"

"That's right, Mr. Song, it's not that we can't pay the rent. Now that the business of the milk tea shop has been taken away by McDonald's, there's nothing we can do!"

The owners of the four milk tea shops spoke to Song Bingshu in the restaurant with sad faces.

The property rights of these milk tea shops are owned by Changjiang Industrial, and Song Bingshu came back every month to check and collect rent.

Originally, this kind of thing should be done by his subordinates, but Song Bingshu insisted on doing it himself. In his opinion, collecting rent is a trivial matter, and inspecting the market is a real thing.

Boss Li likes to see big business in small things, and Song Bingshu also inherited his advantage of being good at observation.

For example, in these milk tea shops, Cheung Kong not only owns the property rights of the shops, but also provides machinery and equipment and cash register systems for these milk tea shops, earning a lot of money.

"I understand your difficulties! There must be a solution to the problem!" Song Bingshu pushed the golden glasses, "Since McDonald's has taken your business, you should fix McDonald's. After all, this is our Chinese territory. Domineering?"

"But---"

"No but!" Song Bingshu said, "You have nowhere to go now, remember, if you can't handle McDonald's, you will die!"

The owner of the milk tea shop looked at each other, "What should I do?"

"What should I do?" Song Bingshu got up and picked up the briefcase, and gracefully pushed the glasses with his middle finger: "Aren't you all with the prefix "Joining"? Which prefix? Chao Yongyi! I heard that Chao Yongyi's boss is called Chen Biao !"

After a pause, Song Bingshu said again: "Of course, I also know that Chen Biao has a good cousin, what is his name?"

The four milk tea shop owners glanced at each other and said a name: "Chen Zhichao!"

Although the four chief inspectors are one of the people in power in Hong Kong today, and Lei Luo is an important figure among them, there is another person who is more powerful than the four chief inspectors, including Lei Luo.

Although this person is not as famous as Lei Luo, he has a higher status and more power than him.

He eats black and white, he is the real hero of the generation in Hong Kong, he is Chen Zhichao!

The flower name is "Stinky Fart Super"!

But more people call him "Brother Super!"

...

"Brother Wen, congratulations, I heard that you will be hired tomorrow!"

"Yes, Brother Wen, you are so sharp, you have only been a plainclothes officer for a year, and now you are a detective!"

"Yau Ma Tei is fat and oily, Brother Wen, you have developed!"

The three plainclothes detectives surrounded Datouwen, grinning and fawning.

Datouwen was sitting at the desk with a cigarette in his mouth. Before he could light it himself, the three of them took out the lighter together, clicked, and all of them lit up: "Brother Wen, I'll help you light a cigarette!"

Datouwen laughed, shook his head and said, "I will let you light cigarettes when I have a chance in the future!" After saying that, he leaned forward, picked a lighter at random, lit a cigarette, took a long puff, and spit it out: "Do you want to know why I am a cigarette?" How can you get hired so quickly?"

"Of course I did! What trick?"

"The trick is—" Datouwen flicked the soot, "follow the boss!"

"Damn, Brother Wen, aren't you kidding us?"

"Yes, Brother Wen, we also want to talk to Brother Xiao, give us a chance first!"

"The opportunity is for you to fight for yourself!" Datouwen was shaking his legs with a cigarette in his mouth, "I think back then, when Brother Xiao just became a plainclothes, I could tell at a glance that he was a potential dragon among Yuan people, so from that moment on, I made up my mind to follow him!"

"Now, you can see it too!" Datouwen spread his hands, "I'm so annoying, I'm going to be in charge of Yau Ma Tei soon!"

"Brother Wen, sharp!"

"Yeah, so jealous!"

"Hahaha!" Datouwen shook his legs and looked proud.

Sudden--

Jingle Bell!

the phone is ringing.

"Brother Wen, call!"

One person ran over to fetch the phone and handed it to Datouwen.

"West Kowloon, where can I find someone? Oh, so it's Ah Mei, why are you calling here when you're not working hard at McDonald's? Did you miss me? Can I treat you to supper after get off work?"

I didn't wait for Datouwen to finish molesting.

"What?" Datouwen stood up abruptly, "What did you say? Say it again? Someone is looking for trouble at McDonald's, and dare to molest you? Go to the street, no one knows what to do!"

Datouwen didn't care much, snapped, hung up the phone.

"Brother Wen, what's the matter?"

"Someone is making trouble at McDonald's!"

"Ah, dare to touch brother Xiao's shop, are you courting death?"

"Do you want to notify Brother Xiao?"

"No need!" Datouwen waved his hand, "Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while! Everyone says that I have a good fortune with Brother Xiao. Today I will show everyone how sharp my Datouwen is?"

The three plainclothes were also gearing up, "That's right! If you dare to find trouble, fuck your mother!"

"Let's go!" With a stern face in the big head, he took out a gun and stuck it in his waist, "Push the street, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you will treat me as a sick cat!"

...

Datouwen rushed directly to Nathan Road in a police car with three plainclothes officers.

In front of the McDonald's flagship store on Nathan Road, there was chaos.

"Chao Yongyi is doing something! Dodge the edge!!"

"Collect protection fee, haven't you seen it?!"

"Push the street, don't get too close, believe it or not, I will kill you?!"

Six big men with carved dragons and painted tigers are holding machetes and clubs outside to show off their might.

The surrounding people were terrified and silent.

Some customers who ate at McDonald's were kicked out, and there were occasional sounds of smashing in the shop.

The police car roared to a stop.

The crowd dodges one after another.

Datouwen asked the three plainclothes people next to him: "Where's the gun, is it ready?"

"alright!"

The three plainclothes lifted their skirts one after another, revealing the black guns stuck at their waists.

Plainclothes people in this era carry guns all the time except for bathing and sleeping. On the one hand, society is chaotic, and on the other hand, guns are a symbol of power.

With a gun close by, he speaks loudly.

"get off!"

"Do something!"

Three plainclothes jumped out of the police car following Datouwen.

The onlookers were watching the excitement, when they saw the four people in Datouwen rushing towards them, they hurriedly moved out of the way.

The six burly men also noticed the headlines, and cursed, "Dare you court death?"

Just as he was about to surround him with a knife, Datouwen pulled up his clothes and drew his gun, directly against the forehead of one person, "Speak loudly, which one wants to die? Believe it or not, I'll blow your head off with one shot?"

The man softened immediately.

At this time, the three plainclothes also drew their guns and aimed at the other five people, "Kneel down and put your hands on your head!"

The big guy in the lead poked his neck, and wanted to say a few words, but the butt of the gun with the big head was smashed on his forehead, "Kneel down, do you hear me?"

The man was so bloody that he had to kneel down and put his head in his hands.

Soon, the arrogant six all knelt on the ground.

The big head text ordered: "Leave two people to watch, and accompany me in!"

"Okay, Brother Wen!"

Two plainclothes guarded the six with guns raised.

Datouwen led another person into McDonald's.

The bloody guy at the back knelt on the ground and said indignantly, "We are Chao Yongyi people! How dare you do anything to me?"

"Kneel low, jump to the street!"

A plainclothes student who was studying Datouwen hit the opponent's forehead with the butt of a gun.

Only then did the six kneeling men realize that the plainclothes in front of them seemed to be different from what they knew, too fierce!