Time flies like water, and another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, in a Portland Street bar, Thirteenth Sister, a well-known female talk girl, was sitting at the bar with a solemn expression.

In front of her, an ordinary piece of white letter paper was placed neatly.

On the letter paper, there is not much black writing, but it is more direct and simple:

At eight o'clock in the evening on September 28th, in Mongkok Huadu, a group of heroes met to discuss, make money with harmony, and reorganize the rules! The signature is Ding Yao, the boss!

Regarding this letter, Thirteenth Sister has a bad conscience. The news came from unknown sources recently:

Mong Kok Police Station Chief Lui Yiu-yang is determined to restore order in the secluded areas, and there is almost a rumor going around.

And not even five days after the news came out, this letter was sent to him by a gangster, which undoubtedly proved that the rumors were true!

Almost everyone who hangs out in Mong Kok knows who Ding Yao is.

That woman is very extraordinary. She used to be the boss of Huadu. She is well-rounded and has friendships with too many people on the road. She seems to have friendships with almost every club. I have never heard of her except Wang Bao of the Flying Eagle Gang who has been wiped out.

Who has she offended?

As for "boss", if you are an outsider, you may think that Ding Yao is the boss, and boss is just what Ding Yao calls himself.

However, Thirteenth Sister, who had inquired about it for a long time, knew that there was a word "Thunder" in front of the boss, which represented the former "Emperor of Stanley" and today's Commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station.

Perhaps because Thirteenth Sister had been meditating for too long, a close confidant next to her could not help but speak disdainfully:

"Damn! What the hell is written, it makes no sense. I graduated from Form 5 after all, so I can't understand it at all."

"Sister, don't worry so much. Our Portland Street has always been like this for decades. Now he is just a stinky man. He naively thinks that he can cover the sky with one hand and make us follow his rules. It is simply crazy."

Another close confidant, the Cute Girl, followed closely behind and also said:

"Yes, sister, so what about Tiaozi! How dare he offend all of the dozens of clubs in Mong Kok? If he arouses public outrage, even if he is Tiaozi, he will be chopped into eighteen sections."

"Why!"

Thirteenth sister sighed and said:

"Tiao Tiao is just looking for trouble. There are so many districts in Hong Kong Comprehensive City. Why is he from the Mong Kok Police Station? Damn it. If this matter is not handled well, I am not afraid of what will happen to Tiao Tiao. I am afraid that something big will happen this time.

Conflict affects business."

"There are so many sites in Hongxing, and our Portland Street has always been one of the most profitable. If there is any problem with the business, no one can afford it if Mr. Jiang pursues it!"

"this…"

The younger brothers were speechless. When the big boss was involved, they had no right to speak.

Indeed, this matter is troublesome no matter how you look at it.

If you come here for no reason, if you can't get the police to do what you want, the police will definitely play some tricks, which will affect the business.

Business is affected, and income is affected.

The Portland Street site belongs to Thirteenth Sister, and the business does not belong entirely to Thirteenth Sister, but to the whole of Hongxing.

When the impact is too great and the gap between the accounts is too large, you will be held accountable.

Being a talkative person is very prestigious, but just like a group manager, if your performance is too poor, your superiors will definitely hold you accountable.

…

At the same time.

Mongkok Universiade Mahjong Hall.

A man in his thirties, with a strong build and a ferocious face, cursed loudly and kept making mahjong sounds.

His voice was so loud that it almost drowned out the already noisy mahjong parlor, and his attitude was so bad that at least the three other mahjong parlors playing cards with him looked trembling!

"My grandma! What kind of luck did you get today? You got what you throw away. Hey, fat man, are you a cheater? Why did you touch all the things I kept beating out?"

"Four-eyed guy, you and Fatty are in the same group? You're going to nail me to death every time. What do you mean? Are you still having fun?"

"Fuck you, you bastard. You knew he was listening to Wan, but you still hit him with RMB 60,000. Are you colluding with him? Are you colluding with me? Have you ever been hacked before?"

The man seemed to have no brand, he was always cursing, and his ferocious expression almost made people cry.

The three people playing cards with him were so scolded by him that they did not dare to retaliate. They laughed and flattered him the whole time:

"Brother Beast, luck is all luck. How dare we play tricks in front of Brother Beast!"

"Yes, Brother Beast, look at my hand. I have also listened to all the cards. I can't play without 60,000!"

A beast, a local snake in Mong Kok, who can fight and fight, but he is also very loyal. He runs a mahjong parlor and makes a living by loan sharking.

The only drawback is probably that he is a strange person and has very bad breath.

He cursed nonstop, shuffling the cards and cursing at the same time, from beginning to end!

However, no matter how fiercely he scolded, he never took action, it was just scolding.

"Boss, I have a letter from you!"

A man in his twenties, who was obviously a younger man, ran in from outside the mahjong parlor. When he saw the beast, he ran over immediately and handed a letter in his hand.

"Believe? Holy shit!"

The beast was stunned for a moment, and then looked ecstatic. He grabbed it without opening it, and turned it over and over to look at it.

"Brother Beast, what are you looking at?"

Several mahjong players were curious and couldn't help asking.

"I've been this long and no one has ever written to me. It's a good thing. It's a really good thing."

The beast was so excited that what he said made people dumbfounded:

I’m sorry you’re flipping over it because you haven’t received it yet!

After playing with it for a while, the beast couldn't bear it any longer, and directly pushed down a pack of bad cards and cursed:

"Why don't you get out of here? You want to see my privacy?"

"I...hey!"

The four-eyed boy's card is thirteen units, and it's just one short away from being completed.

I was very unwilling to be abandoned by such a beast, but I had no choice but to get up and leave the stage with the other two people.

The beast then looked serious, carefully opened the envelope, threw it to the boy next to him and said:

"Keep it well for me and send it to my house later. I'm going to find a photo frame to put it in as a souvenir. This is the first letter I received. It's very memorable."

"At eight o'clock in the evening on September 28th, in Mongkok Huadu, a group of heroes will discuss, make peace and make money, and reorganize the rules! Ding Yao, boss!"

After seeing the signature, Qin Zhuo's cynical expression immediately turned serious. Even the younger brother next to him was stunned by such a rapid change.

Although they know that their eldest brother seems unreliable, he is actually very reliable.

But this kind of face-changing skill is still rarely seen from the elder brother.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

The younger brother asked cautiously. The beast looked serious, waved his hands, and said to himself:

"When I was in Stanley, I received a lot of favor from Mr. Lei. This matter... um... call me a car immediately, I want to go to Saigon!"

"Boss, what are you doing in Saigon?"

Another boy seemed stupid and asked again.

"Go call a cab right away!"

The beast got angry and roared.

At the same time, it is located in a small villa in Kowloon, Hong Kong City.

A group of men and women sat on a long table with serious faces. On the long table, there was also a letter sent by Ding Yao.

This group of people has a considerable background. They all belong to the Hongying Society of Hong Kong Comprehensive City and are talkative people in each district.

But today, the leader of the club is not here, and a woman is presiding over the meeting.

The woman looks to be in her twenties, has a charming appearance, long hair shawl, and a black trench coat, giving her a strong Jianghu atmosphere.

Being able to preside over club meetings at this age has an imaginable status.

This woman is none other than Jiang Tianying, the daughter of Hong Ying leader Jiang Quan!

After everyone casually discussed the ordinary affairs of the society for a while, Jiang Tianying looked at the third person sitting on the right side of the long table, a red-haired man in his thirties, and spoke.

Jiang Tianying's voice was clear and clear, and it was different from the roundabout way that ordinary girls speak. She said directly in a commanding tone:

"Yaodong, tomorrow is September 28th. You don't need to go to this gathering of heroes. I, as our Hongying representative, will go to Huadu to participate!"

Yaodong, formerly known as Mai Yaodong, is Hong Ying's new talker and the youngest talker. He is ambitious and very capable in making money.

Hearing Jiang Tianying's words, Mai Yaodong looked disdainful and showed no respect at all. He shook his head and said:

"Sister Ying, are you kidding me? Master Quan has always left the place in Mong Kok to me, and this letter was also sent to me. The Heroes Club is not the Wan Chai Heroes Club, which shows that the heroes in Mong Kok, Ying

Sister, why are you going?"

"Does it mean that just because you are the leader's daughter, you can bully us brothers at will?"

"And if I don't participate, I'll leave it to you to participate. If people outside find out, do I, Yaodong, still have the dignity to hang out?"

Faced with Mai Yaodong's attitude, Hongying Ghost Wang Biao couldn't stand it.

Ghost King Biao, who was fifty years old at the time and a veteran of Hong Ying, had followed Jiang Quan for many years and was absolutely loyal.

He loves her so much that he regards Jiang Tianying as his niece and absolutely supports her inheriting her father's business.

So just as Mai Yaodong finished speaking, Ghost King Biao already said harshly:

"Yaodong, how do you speak, do you understand the rules? Brother Quan is not in good health, so I asked Aying to chair the meeting today. Aying represents Brother Quan!"
To be continued...