Rebirth in Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 202 Risk your life to get the upper hand

"Let me see."

With quick eyes and quick hands, Wuying reached out and took the faucet stick sticking out of the window in his hand, and looked up and down several times:

"Oh, the workmanship is quite good. It feels solid in the hand and looks pretty."

After the faucet stick that was just taken out of the freezer came into contact with the air, a layer of water mist filled the faucet stick, making it cool and cool.

"Ahem."

Wuying cleared his throat, took out the faucet stick from the black cloth wrapped in it, held it in his right hand and raised it into the air, and said seriously with a straight face:

"Here's the dragon head stick!"

"Everyone in the club, listen to my order and chop Big D into mincemeat!"

With the dragon's head stick in hand, the dragon's head is majestically entrenched on the stick, showing no anger and self-power.

"Depend on!"

Ji Bu was amused by him and slapped him angrily: "Okay, stop being such a jerk."

He rolled his eyes: "Do you think this thing is the same as the ancient tiger talisman? You can hold it in your hand to command the three armies."

To put it bluntly, the dragon-headed stick is just a token of alliance with Liansheng. Whether the person talking to you has a dragon-headed stick or not is another matter.

But if you really want to be able to command the gang of Helian Sheng with this thing? That's pure bullshit.

It is just a status symbol and a status inheritance for the person who spoke with Liansheng, and that's all.

"Okay, okay."

Wuying put the faucet stick back without interest and muttered: "It's just a broken stick. It's not fun at all. It's boring. I really don't understand what's so valuable about this thing."

"If I am asked to be the talker, I will take this position regardless of whether I have a stick or not. I will kill anyone who stops me."

He threw the faucet stick backhand to Lin Guoping, bared his teeth and said: "Here, Sir Lin, Dongguan boy."

Dongguan Zai caught it with his backhand.

"Don't say it yet."

Wuying bared his teeth and looked at Dongguanzai with a smile: "Don't mention it, the name Dongguanzai sounds like someone who does big things."

"I'm optimistic about you, and I'm waiting for you to lead the three armies in a joint victory!"

"Oh."

Dongguan Zai curled his lips and smiled, stuffed the faucet stick into the inner pocket of his coat with his backhand, and then zipped it up.

He took a deep breath and looked at Ji Bu sitting in the co-pilot: "Just wait for my news, it should be soon."

"Um."

Ji Bu nodded: "Contact me anytime if you need anything."

The leading stick given to Dong Guan Zai is a stepping stone for him to join the association. Whether he can mix in and play his own role depends entirely on Dong Guan Zai's ability.

"good."

Dongguan Zai waved his hand, took a puff on his cigarette, turned around and left, plunging into the darkness.

The black color quickly engulfed his figure.

"Boss."

Wuying came to the passenger door, leaned against the door and looked at Dongguan Zai who disappeared on the road and said:

"Tell me, can Dongguan Tsai succeed? If he can't succeed, then we might as well hold the faucet stick in our hands."

"What do you think?!"

Ji Bu didn't answer him, just asked a question.

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A few days later.

He Liansheng's hall.

A group of elders from the uncle generation gathered around the Eight Immortals table. The ashtray on the table was full, and the air was filled with smoke.

"I think the next speaker should be Big D."

The uncle pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and expressed his opinion:

"Big D is the leader of Tsuen Wan. Tsuen Wan has been developing well in his hands over the years. He has a lot of money and a lot of people. He is the most suitable person to choose."

"Yes."

"The collusion theory makes sense. Who would think it's too much money?"

The uncles sitting here immediately nodded in agreement. They are all people who stand on the united front.

"I think Ah Le is pretty good too."

Someone immediately expressed their objection: "Although Ah Le's performance is not as outstanding as Big D, Ah Le has always been calm in doing things."

"Moreover, he said that he will lead everyone into Tsim Sha Tsui in the future to expand the club's territory again."

"Depend on."

Chuan Bao shook the cigarette ashes in his hand and retorted angrily: "Ale said he broke into Tsim Sha Tsui? He just said it, do you really believe it?"

"Whose territory is Tsim Sha Tsui? He said he would fight in, right? If he really had the ability, he would have moved in a long time ago."

He glanced sideways at the person opposite him and sneered: "Then I say that as long as I sit in the position of speaker, I will lead the club to the moon. Okay, everyone choose me to be the speaker."

"I'll knock your lungs out!"

The person on the opposite side immediately became unhappy and began to retort: ​​"What do you mean by this? Are you trying to overdo yourself?!"

The two sides immediately started chatting, talking back and forth, and the choice of the next speaker was related to everyone's wallets.

Everyone is seeking approval votes for these two speakers for their own benefit.

"alright!"

Dumble, who was sitting in the middle, raised his hand.

immediately.

The people who were still chattering immediately stopped. Among them, Uncle Deng had an absolute status.

"Have you heard about Big D?"

Uncle Deng's fat body leaned back slightly, picked up a cigarette, lit it, took a puff and said: "I heard someone said that Big D took people to clean up the Ni family's place a few days ago, and then there was no follow-up.

"

"Yes, yes!"

Those who supported Le Shao immediately found a basis and quickly said: "I also heard that Big D was given military training by Ji Bu in Tsim Sha Tsui that night, and the injuries on his body were from that night."

Even though he deliberately concealed Big D's military training, the news spread like wildfire, and everyone heard more or less about it.

"fart!"

Kuanbao waved his hand and immediately retorted: "How come I haven't heard of this matter? I heard someone said that someone seemed to have sent someone to assassinate Big D for the position of the speaker, but it didn't succeed."

The two parties immediately started arguing.

"alright."

Uncle Deng interrupted them again and took a puff of his cigarette silently: "If you want me to speak, I have to do it with Ale."

"Why can we people become uncles? Not only because we are senior, but also because we have to be fair in doing things."

"Although Big D has many people, he is too arrogant in his actions and does not know how to respect others. Compared with A Le, he is still far behind."

He turned his eyes to Chuan Bao and said in a playful tone: "We can't do anything just because we received profit. If people of my uncle's generation lose credibility in their conduct and work, the people below will be unconvinced!"

"..."

Chuan Bao shrank when he heard this. Of course he knew that Uncle Deng was talking about himself, but he did not dare to refute, so he could only say:

"Big D himself has said that he wants to create a new alliance. It sounds good to me, so I support him."

Kuan Bao is a very tactful person. Although he shouted to support Big D, when he saw what Uncle Deng said, he immediately changed his tune:

"I'm also doing it for the good of the club. Big D said that if he can't sit in the position of speaker, then he will be beaten. He must grab the leading stick, and no one can get it!"

"Rules are rules!"

Uncle Deng tapped his fingers heavily on the table, and said in an extremely tough tone: "No one can get the faucet stick? Does this mean it must be like this if he says so?"

"I don't want to hand over the faucet stick yet, is it useful?!"

"..."

Chuanbao fell silent again, stopped talking, lowered his head and played with the Bodhi bracelet on his wrist.

"That's it."

Uncle Deng made the final decision: "You can talk to him alone later. If you can, talk. If you can't reach an agreement, there's nothing you can do."

In the next room.

Lin Rongle sat on his seat, holding his chin with his right hand, stroking the stubble on his chin with his fingers from time to time, looking at Big D sitting opposite with a half-smile.

Big D looked a bit miserable at the scene.

Running that night left a shadow on him, and there were drag wounds all over his body. It was a pain to go to the hospital to deal with it.

There were abrasions all over the body, and the whole body could not be put under general anesthesia. The torn wounds were mixed with small gravels. The nurse took the instrument and peeled it off bit by bit, just like Ling Chi.

After treating the wound, he had white gauze on his hands and legs, wrapped like a mummy.

The only good thing is that Big D was smart enough that night and knew to lift his head up, otherwise his head would have been wrapped in white gauze.

"Grass!"

Big D felt the look in Le Shao's eyes, looked at him with a half-smiling expression, and slapped his hand on the table:

"Ale, what the hell are you looking at me like this? What are you looking at? You haven't been beheaded by anyone."

"I now seriously doubt whether the person who sent someone to assassinate me that night was the person you arranged."

For the sake of his reputation, Big D insisted and announced that he had met a killer to kill him.

"hehe."

Mr. Le chuckled lightly and said in a playful tone: "This killer looks a bit unprofessional. He kills people and silences them without looking for the vital points. The rain and dew are all stained on his body."

"None of your business!"

Listening to Le Shao's tone, Big D immediately became anxious: "I'm telling you, I have to be the one to talk."

"I had to choose two years ago. They said I was not senior enough and I spent money. Now it must be my turn."

"I'm older than you."

Le Shao thought about it for a while and then said eloquently: "You are still young, and youth is an opportunity. How about this, I will do it for two years first, and then let you do it?!"

"I will choose you as the next speaker."

"I want to be a talker!"

Big D tapped his fingers hard on the table, stared at Mr. Le with wide eyes, and spoke sharply:

"I have to be the talker now, and I have to be the one!"

"If someone doesn't let me be the talker, then I'll rob him, and it won't be of any use to anyone. Don't think that you'll be secure just because those old gangsters support you."

"oh?!"

Mr. Le narrowed his eyes, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes: "I heard that Leng Lao's death has something to do with you?!"

"It has nothing to do with me."

Big D shook his head and sneered: "That one jumped out on the street to oppose me and asked the police to kill him. What does it have to do with me?"

"OK."

Mr. Le nodded when he heard the words: "You said that, I knew it in my heart. Several people were pulled into the police station together, but you didn't go in."

"snort."

Big D did not deny it: "As long as you know what's going on, I'm determined to win the position of the talker. That's it. There's nothing to talk about between us."

"Let me be the talker, and I will choose you next time, and I will give you more territory. But if you want to compete with me, then I will fight!"

"You can't get the leading stick. Without the leading stick, even if these uncles support you, you still have no prestige!"

"good!"

The smile on Mr. Le's face disappeared, he picked up the cigarette on the table, lit it, and took a heavy sip.

"call"

He blew a strong puff of smoke into Big D's face: "It seems there's no more talk, let's wait and see."

"We'll see, we'll see!"

Big D looked at Mr. Le who got up and left, and shouted in a loud and crazy voice: "I have more people, let's see who can outplay whom!"

Not long after Mr. Le left, the uncles next door also started to leave.

By the time Kuanbao came to this room, Big D had already left, and the half-stubbed cigarette on the table was still smoking.

"Pounce on the street."

Chuanbao laughed, feeling at ease, stroking the bracelet in his hand, turning around and leaving muttering to himself:

"Let's fight, you can play whatever you want, as long as I have a lot of mine."

Leave from the entrance of the hall.

Mr. Le jumped into the car waiting on the roadside and said with a bad expression: "Let's go find the cockroach."

Just now.

It can be seen from Big D's attitude that he is bound to compete with himself for the position of speaker.

The core of oneself is the dragon head stick.

After getting the dragon head stick, there is no longer any fetters.

With the leading stick in hand and the support of these uncles, I am a serious talker.

If Big D wants to fight, then beat him to death.

"Brother Le."

The driver's confidant did not drive immediately, but whispered a few words into Le Shao's ear.

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Le's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his voice became louder: "You said someone got the dragon head stick?!"

Seeing his confidant nodding, he then added: "Go and see him. In addition, arrange for someone to check his background."

The car drove out quickly.

The car shuttled quickly on the road. Under Lin Rongle's urging, the speed increased again by several points.

The original twenty-minute journey was reduced by nearly half.

As soon as the car was stable, Lin Rongle quickly jumped out of the car and walked inside impatiently.

The boy in charge of the door said hello to him, looked at Lin Rongle who was walking in a hurry, and whispered:

"Master Le, what's going on? This is the first time I've seen him so anxious."

The impression Lin Rongle gave them on weekdays was that he was calm and full of the aura of a superior person, but how could he look like this now.

actually.

No wonder Lin Rongle was so anxious. A confidant told him that a man calling himself Dongguan Zai came to him and said that he had the leading stick in his hand.

During this time, Lin Rongle was busy running around for the election of speaker. He sent out a lot of money and made various promises to attract votes for himself.

at the moment.

Now that the electoral votes are settled, the next step is the faucet stick. Once the faucet stick is taken care of, everything will be fine.

soon.

Lin Rongle pushed the door open and entered the house.

"Le Shao."

"Brother Le."

"Godfather."

Everyone in the room said hello one after another.

"Godfather."

Godson Fei Xue came closer, and the black curly hair growing on the mole on the side of his face was conspicuous:

"That's the guy."

Dongguan Zai was sitting in his seat with a relaxed posture at the moment, with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette, extremely calm.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Lin Rongle, who was sizing him up.

"Dongguan boy?"

Le Shaoping withdrew from the crowd, leaving only his godson Fei Xue by his side, and went straight to the point:

"You said, the faucet stick is in your hand?!"

"Crack."

Dongguan Zai didn't say anything. He held the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, unzipped his coat, and threw the black cloth bag inside on the table.

"Faucet stick?!"

Le Shao felt short of breath, walked up and took the heavy and textured faucet stick in his hand.

The entrenched dragon head seemed to have a special magic power, which instantly attracted Le Shao deeply.

His fingers rubbed the faucet stick, feeling the refreshing feeling of the faucet stick in his hand, and refused to let go.

"Godfather."

Feixue first glanced at Dongguan Zai, then looked at the faucet stick, and whispered:

"It's so refreshing. Could it be fake?"

He had never seen a dragon-head stick and didn't know what it looked like. Coupled with Dongguan Zai's decisiveness, it was natural for him to be suspicious.

"real."

But Mr. Le shook his head and said with great certainty: "During the last speaker election, I saw the dragon-headed stick once. I saw it from a distance, but I never forget it."

He stroked the faucet stick with his fingers, and the smile on his face was undisguised and ambitious: "I have the faucet stick, and next week will be a good day for me to sit in the position of speaker!"

Then.

He turned his eyes and looked at Dongguan Zai, who was directly opposite him. He held the faucet stick tightly in his hand and would not let go at all:

"How did you get this thing?"

"Snatched."

Dongguan Zai raised his chin slightly and said in a nonchalant manner: "Chui Ji hid the faucet stick at home, and he found it as soon as he looked for it."

"As for the sticks he said were placed in Guangzhou, it was just to confuse the public."

"good!"

Mr. Le didn't care about these things. The stick was in his hand and he said, "Tell me how much money you want, and I'll give it to you."

That's it.

The confidant opened the door and walked in. He first looked at Dongguan Zai who was sitting, and then hurriedly came to Le Shao's ears:

"Brother Le, this person is a policeman! His name is Lin Guoping, the one who was wanted a while ago!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Mr. Le's eyes suddenly narrowed, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Dongguan Zai:

"Are you a police officer?!"

"Zi"

Dongguan Zai took a deep breath from his cigarette and nodded slowly: "It was before and now."

Don't wait for him to finish.

With a wave of Mr. Le's hand, everyone rushed forward, pushed Dongguan Zai from the stool to the ground, beat him up, punched and kicked him.

"Oh shit!"

Mr. Le was still where he was, glancing at the beaten Dongguan boy over there, and tightened the faucet stick in his hand a little.

"alright."

He waved his hand, looked at the crumpled Dongguan boy, and motioned for his men to disperse:

"Tell me, who asked you to sneak in? I asked why the faucet stick was given to me in a good way. It turned out to be an undercover police agent!"

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand and tugged on Dongguan Zai's collar: "Tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me!"

"What do the police want to do to He Liansheng!"

"No!"

Dongguan Zai shook his head and raised his eyebrows at Master Le: "I am no longer a police officer."

"Bang!"

Mr. Le picked up the faucet stick and smashed it on Dongguan Zai's forehead. The hard faucet stick instantly cut open his brow bone.

Blood flowed from the small tear on his eyebrow bone, blinding his eyes.

"explain!"

"I'm not a police officer!"

Dongguan Zai blinked his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his forehead, and looked at Le Shao with heavy breathing:

"I used to be a police officer, but I offended someone and was manipulated by them, and they became my puppet."

"I finally got out. I can no longer stay in the police force. I want to find another way."

"I've heard about Le Shao's reputation a long time ago. I asked someone to inquire about the recent situation with Lian Sheng. Le Shao wants to be the person responsible, but it hasn't always been smooth sailing."

"I knew that it would be impossible to mess with Le Shao for no reason, so I focused on the dragon head stick."

Dongguan Zai took a breath, gritted his teeth and stared at Le Shao: "I've finished what I said, it's up to you to believe it or not."

"Brother Le."

The confidant felt Lin Rongle looking at him, and then nodded:

"That's what happened."

He then took out the newspaper and handed it to Mr. Le, and then commented: "I estimate that Lin Guoping, who jumped on the street, must have offended someone and been messed with."

There was a pause.

He added: "I'm afraid I can't use this kind of person."

"Lin Guoping!"

Mr. Le waved his hand to indicate that he knew what he was thinking, and turned to look at Dongguan Zai.

"Le Shao!"

Dongguan Zai looked at him firmly: "Just call me Dongguan Zai. I don't know Lin Guoping."

"snort."

Le Shao was amused by him. He patted his face and snorted coldly: "You came to me, aren't you afraid that I will give you to the police?!"

"Afraid!"

Dongguan Zai replied very bluntly: "Of course I am afraid, I am afraid that you will do me, but I am even more afraid of poverty!"

"I offended someone I shouldn't have offended, and my family was ruined. Now even when I walk on the street, my former colleagues will step on me when they see me!"

"I have nothing now, except fighting for my life, I have nothing!"

His eyes were full of determination, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Le Shao: "I want to make a comeback, I want to join the club, I want to be big, and I don't want to be bullied by others anymore!"

"So, after I heard about Le Shao's reputation, I immediately had an idea. I went to find the blowing chicken, snatched the faucet stick, and brought it to you!"

"I want to use the dragon head stick to fight for a position under Le Shao. I want to be big!"

His voice was extremely firm.

"oh?!"

Hearing the words, Mr. Le looked at him playfully: "What if I kill you?!"

"That's my life!"

Dongguan Tsai answered without any hesitation, his voice was sonorous and powerful: "If Mr. Le doesn't believe me and does it to me, it means that I, Dongguan Tsai, do not have this fate."

"I admit it!"

"I came here with the determination to die, to fight for a higher position with my life!"

There was a pause.

He continued: "However, I don't think Le Shao would do this. Le Shao has always been upright and upright, and he also has clear rewards and punishments for his younger brother."

"Grass."

Mr. Le was immediately amused by Dongguan Zai. He weighed the faucet stick in his hand and said:

"That's right. I have been in the police force after all. With your eloquence, you can say all the nice things."

Dongguan Zai looked up at him: "Le Shao, give me one more chance. I think you can be useful in my place."

"For example, Big D."

Hearing this, Mr. Le narrowed his eyes and looked at Dongguan Tsai without saying anything.

It will take a while.

"Okay."

Le Shao waved his hand and immediately interrupted Dongguan Zai's words, turned around and looked outside:

"Go away. For the sake of giving me the faucet stick, I won't kill you."

"Feixue, give him two hundred thousand and tell him to get lost."

"OK."

Fei Xue responded and went out. Soon he brought in a stack of banknotes and placed them in front of Dongguan Zai:

"Take the money and leave."

"good!"

Without even looking at the banknotes on the table, Dongguan Zai got up and walked outside. After going out, he squatted down in an alley two streets away.

"That kid didn't leave."

The confidant came back to report: "This guy from Dongguan seems to be a little evil? I'll go and deal with him?!"

"Leave it alone."

Mr. Le shook his head with a slight smile on his lips, directly denying his confidant's statement:

"This kind of person becomes panicked after experiencing ups and downs in life, so don't worry about him."

"Maybe, he really has a use."

After sending away his confidants, Le Shao lowered his head and looked at the faucet stick in his hand: "It's kind of interesting. This is a big deal."

"It gave me an unexpected surprise. The faucet stick was delivered to me, which saved me a lot of trouble."

(End of chapter)