Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

When Bai Chaoqiong told the gambling king about Wang Lei's plan, the other party was full of surprise.

Because Wang Xiaozi's ideas coincided with his!

The two of them unexpectedly thought of the same thing.

When he first established the gambling company, he proposed the stacking system to keep a hand for today's situation.

Both Bao Yaju and Shui Fangge were just two thugs he supported.

Now that the two have lost control, he is considering officially promoting stacking, and then driving them out of Macau Island to completely stabilize the capital.

Now Wang Xiaozi proposed that he should eliminate these two out-of-control forces, and the gambling king is happy to see it happen. He just wants to take this opportunity to see the strength of the Wang family.

"Chao Qiong, you two are both young people, you should get closer to each other.

When Wang Xiaozi finishes this matter, you and I will go to Kyoto with him. He will help us introduce some big figures, and then this line will be handed over to you."

Speaking of this, the old gambling king was full of emotion:

"I have to admit that I am old, but it's a pity that Wang Xiaozi is not my son-in-law. He has the style of his father in his prime."

Bai Chaoqiong couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth when he heard this. You know, his father is still strong and just married his third wife a few years ago. If it weren't for the official duties in the past two years, maybe she would have another stepmother!

On the other side, the man in the flowered shirt sitting on the big plane was excited and nervous.

The dozen or so younger brothers who came with him had similar expressions on their faces.

Everything started with a phone call last night.

Lei Gong told him an important thing.

If he did it, not only would he be rewarded, but the other party also promised that he could establish a new name!

It is more difficult to establish a new name in Xingyi'an than to establish a separate page in the genealogy of a large family.

This made him feel mixed emotions, all because the task assigned by Wang Shao was too dangerous.

It was so difficult for a Hong Kong society to establish a flag in another city.

If the entire society was mobilized, he would still have some confidence, but Lei Gong only gave him twelve good hands.

Including him, there were only thirteen people.

Who in the underworld doesn't want to stand out and do a big business?

Thinking of being able to date female stars, eat sea cucumbers every day, and live in a big house in the future, he felt that it was okay to shed his last drop of blood for Wang Shao.

What's more, Lei Gong also said that there were a group of good hands who would secretly cooperate with him.

The scene of the fearless "country bumpkins" fighting bloody enemies immediately emerged in his mind.

With that gang of bandits, he finally had some confidence and took on the task without any hesitation.

"Brother Hua, there are patrolling Portuguese police ahead!"

The man in the flowered shirt standing at the bow looked up and said:

"It's okay, they are our own people, turn on the signal light."

As the flashlight flashed a few times, the patrolling Portuguese police passed by them.

Not long after they landed, another big plane stopped steadily on the shore.

It was the Mangshan people led by old man Li Qing.

Li Qing hit his waist hard and complained:

"What kind of shitty airship are you driving, Gou Wa, you almost broke your grandfather's old waist."

Hearing the complaint, Gou Wa made a sign language:

"It's my first time driving a big plane, I'm a little excited, I won't be like this when I go back!"

The big guy suggested: "Gou Wa is a mad dog, let me drive it when we go back."

Li Qing shook his head again and again. If the big guy came, he would probably flip the boat into the gutter with the people, and they would all feed the sharks.

In Wang Lei's plan, there was no old man Li Qing.

He arranged for Li Qing to be the head coach of the security company. The benefits were very good, but the old man was probably too tired to be locked up. After a few days of idleness, he would clamor to go out with Goudan and others.

Wang Lei thought about it. With Li Qing, the difficult dungeon was directly downgraded to a simple dungeon. He was not a devil who liked to exploit employees, so he simply let the old man Li come with him to Aocheng.

When talking about Aocheng, the old man Li couldn't stop talking. He said that he had transported a ship of gold bricks with this gang of gentlemen. It sounded like bragging, which made the good-tempered Wang Xiuquan a little upset.

If he couldn't beat the old man Li, the big guy would have the urge to betray his teacher and ancestors.

They wore clothes of single colors, and they all wore outdated frog glasses on their noses. Goudan's bell-bottom pants had a few conspicuous patches on them. The clothes were as rustic as they could be, making them out of place in the high-end hotel.

Di Shaolong saw that the "distinguished guests" he was going to serve were a bunch of country bumpkins, and he didn't want to approach them from the bottom of his heart.

But when he thought that this was the lady's order, he had to bite the bullet and said to the few people:

"You are Mr. Wang's distinguished guests, right? Please follow me. Mr. Wang has already opened the presidential suite for you. You can relax tonight."

I don't know where old man Li Qing got the news that the presidential suite is equipped withHe asked with a lewd look:

"Presidential suite? Did you arrange a PR lady for us?"

That's natural. This is the rule set by the gambling king, and no one can break it.

Guests must be served attentively, so that they can come once and want to come again.

When Di Shaolong thought of the scene where the petite and lovely female PR was abused by these country folks.

He had the urge to veto Old Man Li.

Adhering to the principle of "a friend dies rather than a poor Taoist", he still smiled stiffly:

"Of course, everyone can have fun tonight."

This is hard for the gamblers living downstairs. The sound insulation of the old Lisboa is not very good. The piercing voice of the female PR made all the gamblers sleepless all night.

He secretly cursed the group of livestock upstairs for being so energetic.

Facing the customer's complaint, the old gambling king knew about it at the first time, and smiled bitterly, thinking whether he should ask old man Li Qing how to keep his sword alive and whether there is any secret to health preservation.

Di Shaolong also made a small report to several people in front of Bai Chaoqiong at the first time:

"Second Miss, the people Wang Shao hired have been tossing all night, and their legs are weak. How can they go to chop people?"

Unfortunately, it happened to be heard by several people who were ready to go. Li Qing immediately said unhappily:

"Boy, when I was chopping people on the street, you were still in your mother's belly. You can try it and see if you can chop people."

As a thug of the Bai family, Di Shaolong also has dignity. After being provoked like this, he immediately took a posture and punched the old man Li's door with a thunderous force.

Just when Di Shaolong was worried that this heavy punch would kill the old man,

What made his hair stand on end instantly was that the old man lightly hit him and sent him flying backwards.

He hit the floor tiles a few meters away heavily, and the floor tiles broke in four places.

Bai Chaoqiong had never seen such an incredible thing. It was Di Shaolong who made the first move, but the old man knocked him away first.

"Shaolong, are you okay?"

Hearing the question from the second lady, Di Shaolong, who was lying on the ground with a confused look on his face, stood up quickly:

"Second...Second Miss, I'm fine."

But everyone looked at him as if he was just being tough.

Di Shaolong wanted to be tough, but he heard the old man Li secretly saying it was a pity:

"Alas, you are still old. A few years ago, my Iron Mountain Backer could kill you in one move."

Di Shaolong quickly closed his mouth, still a little bit unbelievable in his heart. This old man in a white sleeveless sweatshirt didn't look like a martial arts master at all.

"Young man, are you still doubting that we are weak and cannot kill people?"

"Master, you are awesome. I accept defeat with all my heart. But you alone cannot annihilate those two forces. I want to try the skills of others."

Di Shaolong was not convinced. He could not beat old man Li Qing, but he estimated that he could beat ten of the other mediocre guys.

He wanted to get back some face in front of Bai Chaoqiong.

Wang Xiuquan saw what he was thinking. He lowered his head deliberately and did not look into Di Shaolong's eyes.

"Let's have a fight with this little brother."

He saw that Wang Xiuquan was short and thin, and seemed to want to find some confidence in Wang Xiuquan.

The big fool showed an intriguing look and began to sympathize with Di Shaolong. Why did he have to find "Wang Xiucai"? This guy died without knowing how he died.

The result is predictable. Fortunately, Wang Xiuquan did not intend to kill Di Shaolong. Di Shaolong was only beaten into a pig's head, and he no longer looked down on others.

Bai Chaoqiong was happy to see that Wang Lei's men were so good at fighting. She felt that as long as the opportunity was right, these people might really be able to accomplish this great thing.