Outside the teahouse.

"Sorry sir!"

Ma Zai, who was responsible for causing trouble, was held down by the police. He looked at the street where there were originally a lot of people and suddenly there were fewer people. He immediately came back to his senses:

"I just felt a little urgent and was looking for the toilet. I'm leaving now. I'll leave first."

"Go to the street! Have you found the toilet now?!"

The police officer didn't care about him. He let go of Ma Zi and pushed the man away: "Take your people and get out of here. If you are late for a second, I will drag you into the street!"

"Thank you sir!"

Ma Zai nodded hurriedly, and disappeared on the road with his people. Everyone ran away. If he foolishly tried to catch a model for the police, he would either rush into the street or get stuck.

"Grass!"

Mr. Le was sitting by the window, looking at the many horse boys who suddenly dispersed on the street, and punched the table:

"what happened?!"

original.

He is still waiting for the police to call him, say good things to him, and ask him to call back all the people with Liansheng.

It's fine now...

Before the call came, everyone had already left.

"A bunch of things that can't stand on the stage!"

Le Shao gritted his teeth. How did he know that his people had been arrested by the police a long time ago? They were all broken up and either dispersed or were arrested by the police.

Just returned to Lian Sheng.

Those in charge of the police station who had been seized by the police had already blocked the gate. When they saw Mr. Le, they immediately launched an attack:

"We agreed to cause trouble, but why didn't your own people get into trouble at all?"

"We were all arrested by the police, why didn't you show up at all? Those who were arrested were all our own people?!"

Everyone mobilized troops and came to question him.

If I hadn't been smart enough to evacuate my men in time, I would still be locked up in the police station now.

"One or two, they are all trash!"

Le Shao had a sullen face and scolded unceremoniously: "How come you weren't afraid of any of you when you were making money in the past?"

"You're so scared to death about such a small thing now? I need you to lead people to block the road. You can't handle such a simple thing?!"

"snort!"

Everyone was grumbling and did not accept what Le Shao was doing.

The advantage of Heliansheng is that it has more than 50,000 members, which is very large. If it is united together, it is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated.

The disadvantage of Heliansheng also lies in its large number of members. It is said that there are more than 50,000 members, but they are all composed of various large and small halls.

When there are more people, there are more thoughts. If something happens, people's hearts are the hardest to control.

This is why Song Zijie can make those in charge relent with just a few simple tricks.

With so many people making trouble and so many people being arrested, can Mr. Le really come to get him out?

If you take advantage of others but don't take advantage of yourself, then you will be used as a gun in vain. You don't know what the end will be. Anyway, there are so many gang members and so many people, and you are not the only one.

"Master Le, there's nothing to say now."

The speaker didn't mention what happened just now, and just said harsh words: "The source of this matter is you."

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't provoked the New World, what would be the current situation with Liansheng?"

"Hurry up and come up with a solution. Otherwise, everyone will lose face and make no money. Who will pay money to the society in the future?"

"you!"

Le Shao was furious when he heard this: "Are you teaching me how to do things? Repeat what you just said?!"

"snort!"

No one answered: "Then how are you going to explain to your uncles? Everyone can praise you, but if you don't do well, you don't have to wait for the change of leadership in two years, huh."

Finished.

Everyone turned around and left.

Le Shao sat on his seat, breathing heavily, his expression extremely ugly and gloomy.

He took a deep breath, then adjusted his emotions, called the mazai outside, and asked them to call his godson in.

It didn't take long.

Dongguan Zai, Fei Rong, Jimmy, and the four godsons of the aircraft appeared in the room, and everyone's expressions were not very good.

They all knew about the incident with Liansheng, and they were all affected to one degree or another. There were also quite a few nightclubs under their own halls that were closed down.

Among these four people, the one with the least pressure is Jimmy.

First of all, he is now mainly responsible for the Tsuen Wan area. Liu Yunqing is in charge of the Tsuen Wan Police Station, and there is nothing going on yet.

Secondly, Jimmy has put all his energy into pirated optical discs. Pirated optical discs have a very good market response in mainland China. Coupled with yellow discs, they are not easy to sell.

At first.

After Jimmy joined Heliansheng, he later recognized Le Shao as his godfather, but it was just to seek a refuge for himself.

He himself has no interest in Heliansheng. His ambition or hobby is to do business.

According to Jimmy Zai's own ideas, he will try his best to make his pirated CDs bigger and stronger and create greater glory. The current situation is excellent.

Later, when enough wealth is accumulated, they can buy land in mainland China, build factory buildings, and complete the transformation.

He saw it very clearly:

Mixed societies are the most hopeless.

Especially now that the "Return" treaty has been signed, return is inevitable, and continuing to join the club is a dead end.

"I called everyone here today because of what I am doing. I believe everyone has more or less guessed why."

Mr. Le took a puff of his cigarette and glanced at the four godsons standing in front of him from left to right:

"As I said before, my young master, Le Shao, can have you four young men, which makes my young master Le's face bright."

After a simple preparation.

Mr. Le turned around, picked up three sticks of incense on the table, lit them, waved them towards Guan Gong, and inserted the incense into the incense burner:

"It has only been less than half a year since I took over the position of the person who talks to Liansheng. But now, something happened."

"I created the New World, and my starting point is very simple. I just want to take over the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui so that I and Liansheng's Yigan Gangzhong can make more money."

Mr. Le turned around and looked at his four godsons. The green smoke from the incense burner behind his head rose from the back of his head:

"It's better now. When things didn't go smoothly, all the uncles from the older generation jumped out to accuse me. They are all a bunch of rubbish."

"Everyone has seen what happened today. I have already prepared the plan. It's not my fault at all. It's all the fault of the people below who were so spineless. They were dispersed by the police in twos and threes."

"As long as they don't back down, the police have already called me to plead with me and evacuate everyone!"

Le Shao's tone was full of complaints. In his heart, he thought that there was nothing that could be done about this matter today because these people below simply couldn't get on the stage.

He doesn't know.

The fundamental reason for the failure of this incident was not that the people below were incompetent, but that Ji Bu had already thought out his plan, arranged his informants in advance, and immediately arrested the person responsible when something went wrong, thus defeating the enemy himself.

Seeing that none of the godsons spoke.

Le Shao could only take the initiative to speak again and said, "Now, what do you think we should do?!"

There must be a reasonable solution to this matter.

"Godfather!"

The plane glanced at Dongguan Zai and the others who were silent, and took a step forward: "I don't think things need to be so complicated at all."

"To solve the current problem, all we need to do is get rid of Ji Bu."

His eyes were full of wisdom: "The reason why those ghost guys are targeting us is just to accept Ji Bu's black money to do things for him."

"Kill Ji Bu, and those ghost guys will naturally not take the next step. Then we will give them money, and the problem with Liansheng will be solved."

"Anyway, we are all collecting money. The money we collect from Jibu is also collected, and the money we collect is collected. It doesn't matter who collects it."

Listening to the plane's natural words, several people had different expressions.

Dongguan Tsai remained calm.

Fei Xue was thoughtful.

Jimmy raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed away.

A plane is a plane, and you are destined to have diarrhea for the rest of your life.
To be continued...