Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Crash!"

Mahjong sounds.

Inside Fook Lok Mahjong Hall in Wan Chai——

The 14K boss Beng Yaju is playing cards with three partners.

Beng Yaju is thirty-four years old this year. He was born in Temple Street and is a ruthless person. Since joining the 14K, he has been killing all the way and has been invincible.

Especially recently, Beng Yaju personally led his troops to plant flags in the new territory of the rich man, and just relied on a machete to take down half of the rich man's territory.

As we all know, how rich people exist in Hong Kong.

If Hong Kong's casinos in the 1950s and 1960s were the era of the Retiro Ballroom, then in the 1970s and into the future 1980s, Hong Kong's casinos were headed by the wealthy.

The rich nightclub makes money every day, making countless people greedy.

Among them is Bengyaju.

Beng Yaju has been coveting the Monopoly nightclub for a long time. This time, with Du Yongxiao being trapped in Stanley Prison, the always ambitious Beng Yaju led his troops to directly plant the flag for Monopoly and fight with Xinji, the boss who is responsible for guarding the Monopoly venue. The seven kills of the foot are inextricable.

Now the two gangs are in a state of entanglement. You retreat and I advance, you come and I block. They continue to fight and kill, and they are having a great time.

Taking advantage of his free time today, Beng Yaju came here to play a few rounds of mahjong to keep his spirits up.

He was very lucky. After eight rounds, he killed everyone, won a total of 8,000 yuan, and scared away six card players.

"Brother Ju, you are so powerful today, whether in the arena or on this card table!"

The younger brother behind him patted the horse and said.

Bengyaju twisted his neck arrogantly, grabbed a handful of money from the table, and threw it directly behind him without looking at it: "To reward you guys, since you have followed me, you will be rich and drink spicy food from now on. I can't treat you badly." !”

The younger brother took it and saw that it was three hundred yuan. He immediately smiled and said, "Brother Ju, you are still generous enough. I heard that the reward that Gui Jiaoqi gave to the younger brother was up to fifty yuan!"

"Quack! Gui Jiao Qi is nothing. When I take down the rich man, I will reward you more!"

"Brother Ju is mighty!" The younger brother flattered him.

Seeing Beng Yaju being so generous, the three card partners couldn't help but nod and said, "Aju, I really belong to you! No wonder those younger brothers are willing to sacrifice their lives for you!"

"Quack! I, Bengyaju, have two words in my life. The first word is ruthless. If you are ruthless, others will be afraid of you! The second word is broad enough, and my actions are generous enough, so I will sacrifice my life for you!"

After a pause, Beng Yaju rolled up his sleeves, revealing the golden Rolex watch on his wrist, "See Wei, now I wear a Rolex, and from now on my younger brother will wear a Rolex. First we will capture the rich, then Wan Chai, and then Kowloon and the New Territories!" From now on, I will be the Emperor of Wan Chai and the Emperor of Kowloon——"

"Hush!" A card player's face changed sharply, "Bengyaju, you can't talk so arrogantly!"

"Yes, we have no objection to you being the Emperor of Wan Chai. That idiot Tai was also the Emperor of Wan Chai. After Lei Luo ran away, he has now turned his tail between his legs. There is nothing wrong with you being the Emperor of Wan Chai, but if you want to be the Emperor of Kowloon, At once……"

"Then what?" Bengyaju opened his mouth, bared his teeth, and said with disdain, "Am I not worthy?"

"It's not that he is unworthy, and you also know that in the world, both black and white, to be precise, know that there is only one real Emperor of Kowloon, and that is him!"

"Gaga, are you talking about Du Yongxiao?" Beng Yaju's eyes showed a trace of contempt, "Times have changed! Three big guys! You just said that even Lei Luo has run away, and Tai, the idiot, lives with his tail between his legs. As for That To Yong-xiao, he is now eating oranges in Stanley Prison, what ability does he have to guard Kowloon?"

"You can't say that!" Paidaozi said, "As we all know, the place where Du Yongxiao made his fortune was on Nathan Road in Kowloon. With ruthless means and strategies, he finally dominated the entire Kowloon and was respected as the Emperor of Kowloon. "

"Now, although he is in Stanley Prison, he is famous after all. We still have to be careful!"

"Be careful!" Beng Yaju spat on the ground, "In my opinion, he has passed away! And now he is a mud Buddha crossing the river, and he cannot protect himself!"

Before Bengyaju could finish his words——

A young man hurriedly came in from outside, glanced around, and after seeing Bengyaju, he hurriedly ran to Bengyaju: "Boss, something happened!"

"What happened? Looking at you in a panic, could it be that Gui Jiao Qi started to counterattack?"

"That's not true! It's Du Yongxiao who came out!"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"I heard that Du Yongxiao was released from prison. It was Gui Lao, the Governor of Hong Kong, who personally invited him to come out and help him redress his injustice!" The younger brother finished the sentence in one breath, "Now there are reports on TV that Du Yongxiao held a press conference at the Hong Kong Governor's Office. We, the gangs, are required to cease fire immediately! Otherwise, we will bear the consequences!"

"Wow, things are getting big!"

"Bengyaju, I think you should stop immediately!"

"Yes, Mr. Du is not someone to be trifled with! Now he's talking as soon as he comes out of the mountain. It looks like the situation is very serious!"

The three card players said cautiously.

Snap!

Beng Yaju picked up a red bullet and popped it out, with a trace of contempt on his face, and said in a disdainful tone: "Why, are you afraid? That's right, you people are used to being pampered and have no fighting spirit, but I, Beng Yaju, don't Same!"

As he spoke, Bengyaju stood up, turned his neck arrogantly, and said with an unruly attitude: "Since I came to power, I don't know how to write the word fear!"

The three card partners look at each other with different expressions.

For them, the name Du Yongxiao is too intimidating.

Perhaps as Beng Yaju said, they are people in the world who are used to being pampered, accustomed to being controlled by Du Yongxiao, and accustomed to the rules of the world set by Du Yongxiao.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Beng Yaju pointed at them and said, "You know, today I, Beng Yaju, am going to disobey his Du Yongxiao order! I want to let him, the Emperor of Kowloon, know what it means to abdicate in favor of a worthy one! Gaga! Emperors take turns. Do it, come to my house this year!”

After finishing his arrogance, Bengyaju turned to his subordinates and said, "Come here, gather the troops! I will personally attack the rich man today!"

…

Monopoly nightclub.

"Gudududu!"

Gui Jiaoqi, the boss of Xinji who was responsible for guarding the place, raised his neck and poured whiskey into his mouth frantically.

The spicy malt whiskey poured into his throat, hurting like a knife, but giving Gui Jiao Qi a sharp feeling.

"Bang!" Gui Jiao Qi drank up a bottle of wine in one breath and exploded the empty bottle to the ground, "Push to the street! What do you mean? The big guys above asked me to guard the rich man. I only have so few people, how can I guard it?"

Gui Jiao Qi wiped the wine stains from his mouth and became angry.

In the past few days, Gui Jiaoqi, the boss of Xinji, and Beng Yaju, the boss of 14K, have been fighting over the rich, creating a mess and making people miserable.

Xinji's side was poorly prepared and lacked men and horses. They relied on Guijiaoqi to hold on. They asked for help from above. As the leader of Xinji, Mr. Xiang only gave one sentence: "Hold on for three more days! Reinforcement in three days!"

"Hold on for three more days? I'll hold on to your mother!" Gui Jiao Qi cursed. "I guess everyone on my side will be killed before you can rescue me!"

Just when Gui Jiaoqi was getting angry after drinking, a younger brother hurried over and said, "Boss, don't worry!"

"whats the matter?"

"That Du Yongxiao came out and gave a speech just now, asking us to stop fighting!" The younger brother then finished the news he heard in one breath.

Gui Jiao Qi's expression was uncertain.

The younger brother said: "Maybe this is an opportunity. As long as Bengyaju takes the initiative to cease fire, we can defend the rich man!"

Gui Jiao Qi pinched his chin, seeming to be thinking about something, with a hint of gloominess at the corner of his mouth, "You mean Beng Yaju is afraid of Du Yongxiao?"

"Probably, everyone knows who Du Yongxiao is, and no one dares not to listen to his words!"

"Quack!" A hint of gloom appeared on Gui Jiao Qi's face, "Du Yongxiao is just famous! He is afraid of Bengyaju, but I am not afraid!"

"Uh, boss, what do you mean-"

"This is definitely the best time to counterattack!" Gui Jiao Qi showed a trace of ferocity on his face, "While Du Yongxiao announced the ceasefire, we took the initiative to attack and kill that Bengyaju!"

"Ah, boss, you are not afraid of people named Du..."

"Afraid of him!" Gui Jiaoqi looked disdainful, "Those legends about him are all blown up by others! You don't have to look at what era we are in now. The Independent Commission Against Corruption was established and the four major detectives ran away collectively. He is the Emperor of Kowloon. Is it possible that we can still maintain a stable position and continue to give orders to the black and white?"

"Uh, this-"

"You know what I'm saying!" Gui Jiao Qi picked up his own weapon, a ghost-headed machete, "The country is made by fighting, not by blowing! Today I, Gui Jiao Qi, want to go against the will of heaven and let everyone know I’m not afraid of Du Yongxiao! I’m not afraid of that Bengyaju! I’m going to fight on and take advantage of this opportunity to make a name for myself! Gaga!”

…

"Brother Xiao, are you going to Biandu now?"

After holding a press conference at the Hong Kong Government House, To Yongxiao left the Hong Kong Government House by car.

At this moment, Zhuang Dingxian was helping him drive, and Huang Ying was staying by his side as the female secretary.

"After being in jail for so long, I miss the Zhou Ji Milk Tea near Wan Chai Police Station - let's have a cup of milk tea first!"

"Okay, Brother Xiao!"

Zhuang Dingxian started the car.

The car moved slowly.

Three cars followed, all of them were Du Yongxiao's personal bodyguards.

Soon, we arrived at Zhouji Milk Tea Shop.

To avoid disturbing the people, Du Yongxiao first asked Zhuang Dingxian to go over and have a few words with the boss, and soon he took over the entire milk tea shop.

When there was no one else in the milk tea shop, Du Yongxiao got out of the car and walked into the milk tea shop.

Lao Zhou, the owner of the milk tea shop, knew Du Yongxiao. Du Yongxiao used to work at the police station and often came to him to drink milk tea.

Seeing Du Yongxiao come in, Lao Zhou greeted him warmly as an old friend as before: "Still the same?"

Du Yongxiao nodded: "Stockings milk tea, less sugar!"

Lao Zhou smiled and said, "Your taste has not changed."

Du Yongxiao sat down.

Lao Zhou started making milk tea.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside, but it was several vans carrying groups of people speeding in one direction.

Pedestrians on the road ducked.

He was slow to dodge and even almost got hit.

Du Yongxiao frowned.

Lao Zhou came up with milk tea and saw it. He glanced outside and said, "It's a fierce fight. It's like this every time!"

Du Yongxiao did not speak, but raised his fingers at Zhuang Dingxian.

Zhuang Dingxian hurriedly came over and leaned over: "Brother Xiao, what are your orders?"

"How much time has passed since I gave my speech?"

Zhuang Dingxian looked at his watch, "Three hours."

Du Yongxiao nodded, "The fight outside is fierce!"

Zhuang Dingxian understood, and without saying much, turned around and ordered his men: "Come here, do the work!"

…

Boom!

As night approached, there was a burst of thunder in the sky.

The originally sunny weather turned into clouds in an instant.

Hong Kong Radio Station issued a typhoon signal No. 3 report, asking citizens to stay home tonight and not go out.

On major streets in Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, and the New Territories, the bustling crowds have disappeared. Only some night market vendors are still stationed at their workplaces.

For them, it doesn't matter whether there is a typhoon or not. They are the ones who have to support their entire family.

That is, tonight, gang bosses from 18 Hong Kong associations and gangs were invited to have dinner at Taibai Seafood Restaurant by Du Yongxiao, who had just come out of Stanley Prison.

The waves are rolling.

Taibai Seafood Restaurant is swaying under the huge waves.

At this moment, the entire boat hall was brightly lit.

The three large dining tables are filled with all kinds of food and wine, and the aroma is fragrant and makes people salivate.

"What's going on? As soon as he got out of prison, he invited us to dinner. It seemed like a Hongmen Banquet! Hongmen Banquet!"

Hutchison boss Zheng Guolong said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? He doesn't even know what era it is now! The four major detectives have run away, and he, the chief superintendent, now has no chart!" Xiang Long, the boss of Xinji, said.

"That's right! Don't look at the Hong Kong governor dragging him out of Stanley Prison. We, the gangsters, will not accept this trick!" said Ge Tianwang, the 14th K boss.

Other gangs, including He Lian Sheng, He Sheng He, Lian Ying She, Fuxing She and other big bosses also expressed their views.

"To be honest, in my opinion, from the day Du Yongxiao entered Stanley Prison, the world is no longer what it was before, and Hong Kong is no longer what it was before. If he still wants to do things the old way, relying on his previous prestige to control We, I think this is a bit fanciful!" said Black Star, the boss of United News Agency.

"Yes, talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for decades! His era of Du Yongxiao has passed!" the boss of Fuxing Society said disdainfully.

"Are you saying that my time has passed?"

Suddenly a voice sounded.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned to look at the door.

Du Yongxiao walked in from outside wearing casual clothes and a windbreaker.

There were only two people accompanying him, Zhuang Dingxian and Huang Ying.

Although there were only two people surrounding him, Du Yongxiao himself was full of aura. He stepped in and moved his hands and feet, giving people a strong sense of oppression, as if what was coming in was a hurricane or a sun that cannot be looked directly at!

Du Yongxiao came to the crowd and shook his shoulders slightly.

The windbreaker shook off.

Huang Ying caught the windbreaker, folded it, and put it on her shoulders.

Du Yongxiao took out the cigarettes from his arms, popped one out and bit it in the corner of his mouth. Then he took out the lighter and lit it. He took a leisurely puff and exhaled the smoke. Then he raised his head and looked at the crowd with a stern look: "Ask one more question -"

His eyes fell on the big boss of Fuxing Society: "Are you saying that my era has passed?"