Hong Kong City Central is the political and commercial center of Hong Kong City. It is the seat of Hong Kong City Bank, multinational financial institutions and foreign consulates.
The government headquarters of the Hong Kong Comprehensive City, the Legislative Council Building, and the Government House (now called Government House) are all in Central.
As we all know, being able to set up a company, open a shop, or even go to work here is the most honorable thing in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.
In the eyes of many people, the people here are the most elite and upper-class personnel in Hong Kong Comprehensive City.
Cha Yan Yuese is a small coffee shop located in the Central District.
Although the name is so literary, in fact the boss here is not a literary person, on the contrary, the boss here is a martial artist, the uncle of "He Yi", a guy nicknamed "Uncle Egg Tart".
Sometimes the nicknames of Young and Dangerous are so casual. Lardboy's father likes to eat lard rice, so he is called Lardboy.
Uncle Egg Tart is because he used to sell egg tarts when he was young. After joining the club, he was called "Egg Tart Boy". When he got old, the title could not be changed after decades, but he changed from boy to uncle.
He was born in an ordinary society such as "Heyi", and his life was considered stable. His greatest achievement was a loan. The borrower had no money to repay, so he mortgaged the coffee shop that had paid rent for ten years to him.
Uncle Egg Tart is a figure from the older generation who cares about face very much. He is willing to accept the offer of a coffee shop in Central even though he is not professionally qualified.
Normally, what he loves to do most is to put on a suit, sit in this coffee shop, and relax, as if he is a high-ranking person.
Today, Uncle Egg Tart is the same. He is sixty years old, has gray hair, and is wearing an old-fashioned gray plaid suit. However, he seems to think that he is quite fashionable. He deliberately sits in a conspicuous position at the entrance of the coffee shop, with a picture in front of him that he cannot read in English.
Newspapers, unaccustomed black coffee, and pretentiousness.
Boom, not long after Uncle Egg Tart sat there, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open, and a group of young people filed in.
This group of young people either have unknown brand suits or unknown brand casual clothes, have exquisite watches in their hands, or have expensive pendants around their necks. With Uncle Egg Tart’s eyesight having been in Central for five or six years, it is easy to see that,
This is a group of rich second generation people.
Two waiters in the coffee shop greeted him immediately and said respectfully:
"Gentlemen, how many are there?"
"You guys get out of the way."
One of them, a young man about twenty years old in casual clothes, pushed away the two waiters impatiently, then bowed and raised his hand, introducing:
"Master Chen, look, this is it. "What do you think of this place, Master Chen, you must take me with you this time."
"Master Han, say a few words for me!"
The young man in casual clothes had a flattering smile on his face, like a bitch, trying to please the two people behind him.
There were actually seven or eight people behind him, but looking at the formation, they were led by two young men in their mid-twenties, and the others were standing around them.
The two young men didn't say anything and started to walk into the coffee shop and looked around.
Several other young people looked a little anxious and kept talking:
"Mr. Chen, don't listen to him. How can you open a company in this terrible place?"
"That's right, this place is so small, and it's still a store. It's definitely not suitable for opening a company."
"Mr. Chen, why don't you come to my place and have a look? I also have an office building in Central. The location is very good. As long as Mr. Chen likes it, I will ask them to move out immediately."
The two young men remained silent and continued walking.
After taking a look at the situation inside the coffee shop, they walked over to where "Uncle Egg Tart" was sitting, as if on purpose.
One of the young men then opened his mouth and said:
"This store is good. Although it is not suitable for opening a company, it is still okay for us to come and sit here. Matthew, I will count you as a share this time. I will see this store change its name this afternoon."
Another young man followed closely behind, nodded and said:
"That's right, Cha Yan Yue Se, what a lousy name, one look at the person who named it will make him die."
"Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Chen and Young Master Han said yes, I will do it right away."
The first young man was overjoyed. He stood up straight in an instant, and his aura changed. He looked like a playboy and shouted:
"Waiter, where is your boss? Tell him to get over here immediately."
Uncle Egg Tart was sitting in front of a few young people. Seeing this group of people being so arrogant in his shop, he felt annoyed.
Uncle Egg Tart first signaled the waiter with his eyes to call his younger brother, and then he spoke directly in a low tone:
"I'm the boss here!"
"Are you the boss?"
The group of young people heard this and collectively looked at Uncle Egg Tart.
Their eyes were full of disdain, and the young man quickly said:
"You are the boss, right? Very good. Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Ma, Matthew, and Ma Zhicheng is my father."
"Where is this store? Stop doing it. Move out today and go somewhere else!"
"Matthew? Ma Zhicheng?"
When Uncle Egg Tart heard these two names, he was stunned. His mind was spinning, and he didn't even know what the nonsense names were.
I’ve never heard of it myself!
"You have such a loud voice, and you are even more aggressive than anyone else out there. I'm really not afraid of death."
Confirming that he didn't know the other party, Uncle Egg Tart smiled coldly and said disdainfully:
"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"
"I don't care who you are, if I ask you to move out, you will move out immediately."
Matthew seems to have quite a bad temper, and he would just say something to yell at him.
At this time, a group of strong men pushed through the coffee shop and ran in. They were sweating profusely, and some of them had sticks in their hands.
"Boss!"
Undoubtedly, Uncle Egg Tart's little brother was very efficient and arrived in an instant.
Seeing his younger brothers, Uncle Dantang smiled proudly, looked at Matthew, and said coldly:
"Boy, try it again."
Uncle Egg Tart’s younger brothers were also very capable. One of the strong men simply said:
"Boss, are these bastards causing trouble?"
While speaking, the strong man put the stick directly on Matthew's shoulder, tapping and threatening him.
Looking at the group of young people, except for the two leaders, everyone else was shaking, especially Matthew, whose eyes were a little red.
It wasn't fear, it seemed more like anger.
"Matthew, it seems you can't handle this matter. If that's the case..."
The first two young people finally spoke. They seemed to be watching the fun and spoke meaningfully.
When Matthew heard this, he immediately took action, opened the stick on his shoulder, and said quickly:
"Master Chen, Master Han, give me a little more time and we'll get it done soon."
"Hey, boy, you still dare to resist."
When the stick was removed from his hand, the strong man suddenly felt humiliated and hit Matthew hard on the ribs with the stick.
Click? Ah!
The sound of fractures was accompanied by screams, and Matthew fell limply to the ground.
The other young people were a little frightened when they saw this, but their reaction was also weird enough, and they actually took out their phones collectively.
When Uncle Egg Tart saw this scene, he stopped the strong man from attacking and said calmly:
"You want to call someone, right? I'm Uncle Yihe Dantao, you'd better ask around first."
Immediately, he was very confident and said to his subordinates:
"Let them beat me, but I want to see who else in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Society dares not to give me face."
Ten minutes later, it was still the Tea Cafe in Central.
By this time the situation had changed drastically.
Uncle Egg Tart's side, which originally had an absolute advantage, was already at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Opposite them, a dozen young people had sneers on their faces, and at some point, fifty or sixty people appeared behind them.
Some of the people in the 50s and 60s were in suits and leather shoes, and some were wearing obvious security uniforms. At first glance, they were people from serious groups.
Faced with this situation, Uncle Egg Tart was a little dumbfounded. He did not expect that the person called by the other party would be like this. He was not a charlatan, but this kind of routine.
Matthew pressed his ribs where he had been hit with one hand, his eyes were red, and he pointed directly at the man who had hit him before and said:
"Kill him, this bastard just attacked me."
"Yes, Master!"
Although not all of the fifty or sixty people were called by Matthew, as more than a dozen people responded, they rushed forward waving rubber rollers at the same time.
"Don't mess around. Who are you? Do you still follow the rules of the world?"
Uncle Egg Tart realized something was wrong and stood up suddenly, but he still maintained the demeanor of an older generation of gangsters and his momentum remained undiminished.
"rule?"
Matthew got angry when he heard this. He moved his finger, pointed at Uncle Egg Tart, and shouted:
"You old fool, you rent my place and you dare to talk to me about the rules and beat me. Beat me and this old fool too."
"etc!"
Uncle Egg Tart stretched out his hand and shouted again, very puzzled:
"What do you mean? What do you mean by your place?"
"Hahaha!"
This time, before Matthew could answer, a group of young people around him laughed. The laughter was full of gloating, and the words were also very playful:
"Master Ma, didn't you say that your Ma family is very famous in Central? Now even a small coffee shop owner doesn't know you."
"Ah Xiu, don't brag when I go out in the future. I feel embarrassed even if I'm with you."
"Hahaha, that's right, Mr. Chen, Mr. Han, it's better not to cooperate with him. Let's go and look at other places. There are several shops in my house on the next street."
Matthew was so angry that he was shaking all over, and Uncle Egg Tart could sense suspicion from the young man's chatter.
Looking at Matthew in shock, Uncle Egg Tart swallowed and said:
"Does this place belong to you?"
The two waitresses who had been standing nearby for fear of getting into trouble now moved over a little and said carefully:
"Boss, I heard that several stores here belong to the Ma Group. The chairman of the Ma Group is named Ma Zhicheng!"
"Ahem!"
Uncle Egg Tart's expression changed, and he finally understood why this group of young people were so arrogant when they came in.
And this Matthew also revealed his name and his father's name.
Quickly, this store belongs to them. Strictly speaking, they only belong to the tenants.
It's no wonder that people who can own a store in Central, even a fool knows they are powerful.
As a real estate owner, it is normal for him to take back the house and not allow himself to do business.
It was also my fault that when I was collecting gambling debts, I directly asked for the coffee shop. The former boss didn't know how to negotiate and paid the rent for ten years at a time, so I never knew who the owner was.
To be honest, Uncle Egg Tart has never heard of what the Ma Group is, otherwise he would not have any reaction to the names of Matthew and Ma Zhicheng.
But for people like this who own real estate in Central and call themselves a group, Uncle Egg Tart felt that he was more than one step lower than others. He was not someone who could afford to offend a group member like himself, so his reputation dropped instantly. He said carefully:
"Master Ma, this may be a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstand?"
Matthew was furious, pointed at his ribs, and roared:
"There may have been a misunderstanding at the beginning, but is this also a misunderstanding?"
"Old guy, stop talking nonsense and beat me up to kill these bastards."
Matthew called the bodyguards again, and he was very impatient. Those bodyguards were also very eye-catching, and they rushed forward and beat Uncle Egg Tart including him.
"I'm sorry, come on!"
"Beat them, beat them to death!"
The coffee shop was in chaos. A few young people didn't care at all. One of them was the most discerning. He raised his hand respectfully and said:
"Master Chen, Master Han, let's go out, there's nothing to see here."
"Well, good!"
The two leaders agreed, and a group of young people stepped out in unison, ignoring the screams coming from behind.
Arrive at the door of the coffee shop.
The man called Mr. Chen spoke, and he looked arrogant and pointed:
"Axiu, I count you as a share of this business, but if you want to join us in doing business, don't embarrass us. What happened just now is a huge embarrassment to you."
While Matthew was happy, he was also very angry. He hated Uncle Egg Tart to his core.
Whether you take back your own property by force or not, the lessor should be aware of it.
After all, a small coffee shop owner is no match for his own Ma Group.
He didn't expect that the boss here would be a member of the community and would ask people to beat him, causing him to lose face.
Nodding repeatedly, Matthew said solemnly:
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will definitely get my face back. That bastard, no matter which club he belongs to, I want him to look good."
"That's right. Be your own people, but you can't be bullied by others. Let's go and look elsewhere!"
Mr. Chen smiled appreciatively and raised his hand to signal. Several other young people talked excitedly:
"Mr. Chen, my store is over there. Let's go to my house first."
"Your shabby shop is small and narrow, so it can't be designated. Mr. Han, you'd better go to my place. I have an office building at home, which is definitely suitable."
Amidst the noise, the group of young people walked further and further away, wandering around Central.
Who are these people?
In fact, it is easy to tell from the title that they are the two rich second-generation members of the Hand Turning Club, Chen Shaowei and Zhou Han.
After the two of them learned that Lei Yaoyang and Ding Yao were assassinated and almost died, they naturally wanted to help.
Early this morning, Zhan Mizi took the lead and got a list from Beng Yaju. They were those Hong Kong Comprehensive City personnel who cooperated with the provincial mirror.
In other places, other members will handle it themselves. Zhan Mizi is very conscious and directly chooses Central, the most difficult area in the entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City.
Zhan Mi Zai found Chen Shaowei and Zhou Han and told them that they were using their friends from rich families to help them on the pretext of doing business together. The two were very excited and immediately called many friends and told them that Brother Zhan Mi Zai was going to take them to do it together.
Business, open an investment company for fun, if you want to invest in it, please let me know.
In the past two years, Chen Shaowei and Zhou Han have become more and more famous in their circles, for no other reason than because they have become more and more generous and rich.
Although other people are also playboys, they will reach out to ask for money from their families, but there will always be times when they cannot get it.
Unlike these two people, who easily hand over hundreds of thousands or millions, they are like waste paper, but they are so cool when they do it.
These dandy boys also heard from various channels that the two of them became so powerful because they recognized an elder brother, namely Zhan Mizi, who led them to do financial business.
I used to be envious and jealous, but I just didn't have the opportunity to join in such good things.
An opportunity suddenly came today, and the dudes went crazy. One or two of them shouted that they wanted to join the company and cooperate.
At this time, Chen Shaowei and the two made a direct request. They needed a site to open a company. There was no site now, and their company would be downgraded elsewhere and had to be in Central.
Opening a company in Central is a huge undertaking for ordinary people.
But when faced with a group of dandies, it is an extremely small matter.
Almost all of these dandy families have real estate in Central, either a store, an office building, or the most amazing thing, a building.
Without saying a word, they personally brought Chen Shaowei and two of them to Central to select a site. They were even afraid that they would not like it, so they enthusiastically recommended it.
The two of them had already gotten the list and knew that Uncle Egg Tart was one of the participants, so the first destination was this so-called coffee shop.
As a result, neither of them contributed, and Uncle Egg Tart directly offended Master Ma completely.
What happened today, if Master Ma doesn't want to become a joke in the dandy circle, he will definitely take revenge afterwards.
Don't say that Uncle Dantao is just a "He Yi" uncle, even if he is He Liansheng's uncle, it won't work.
After all, the young and Dangerous guys can't fight against the rich dudes no matter what.
In particular, this dude is still planning to do something serious. If he takes it home and talks about it, his family will definitely support him. In a word, Uncle Egg Tart will get into trouble this time, and it will be a big deal.
The members of the hand-turning club worked hard everywhere. In just half a day, collaborators from many provinces and cities in Hong Kong Comprehensive City suffered huge blows.
As the president, Lei Yaoyang was not idle and directly launched a "destroying strike" plan.
The plan is as simple as four words:
"Crack down on crime and eliminate evil!"
Lei Yaoyang personally went to two police stations in Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Ma Tei early in the morning to visit their chiefs.
Lei Yaoyang mentioned this plan while laughing.
According to Lei Yaoyang, the public security in the three places has been very good in recent years, ranking the best among all cities in Hong Kong.
But similarly, the crime detection rates in the three places dropped, reaching the lowest level in Hong Kong.
After several years, the image of good public security in the three places has become "deeply rooted in the hearts of the people" and has become a consensus among the police departments, as if it is a "natural" thing.
Including Lei Yaoyang, if the three police stations want to show their faces, it is necessary to continue to maintain good public security. However, at the same time, several major events must happen to let the citizens of Hong Kong City know that in addition to maintaining public security, the three police stations
, and can also solve crimes.
In view of this, it is very necessary to conduct a joint operation at this time to focus on cracking down on those in the three places who have been less than honest in recent years.
The Directors of Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Ma Tei had already admired Lei Yaoyang as much as two years ago. In daily high-level meetings, they would almost always say what Lei Yaoyang said.
Now when they heard such constructive opinions, the two directors felt very good about it and immediately made the decision without saying a word.
The three chiefs jointly issued orders, and the three police stations collectively demonstrated the highest efficiency.
From ten o'clock in the morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, more than 500 triad members were arrested in three places, and scattered guns were found, not including drugs.
As a result, we even got some unexpected gains, rescuing a group of girls who had just been smuggled to the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market and had no time to do anything.
Faced with this situation, the two administrators were overjoyed, put on their uniforms, and held a press conference.
Lei Yaoyang was calm on the surface, but furious on the inside. I really didn't expect that these gangsters in the three places were obedient on the surface, but secretly they were "violating" their own rules.
But thinking about it carefully, Lei Yaoyang felt relieved.
After all, the people targeted this time were not actually all the members of the societies in the three places, but the targets set by Lei Yaoyang himself, the local gangsters and society bosses in the three places who cooperated with the provincial mirror.
Since they dare to cooperate with Sheng Jing and do some "shameful" things secretly without giving themselves face, it is easy to understand.
For this kind of person, Lei Yaoyang loses his so-called grace, dignity, values peace, and is determined to put him to death.
In order to shock the world, Lei Yaoyang was not polite at all. He arrested people in the morning and released the news in the afternoon.
If someone faces prosecution for something, he may be sentenced to twenty years in prison.
Because of something, so-and-so's place was closed down by the police. Now even his immediate boss has been arrested. It seems that he will be prosecuted together. I don't know if he can get out of Stanley in this life.
Such news immediately overshadowed the "gossip and excitement of the fireworks display" and spread throughout Hong Kong and Kowloon.
For a time, everyone in the major societies in the world was in danger. Of course, there were also many smart people who realized that this was just Lei Yaoyang's revenge and was not aimed at the entire world, so there was no need to panic.
At night, in the emperor's box of Huadu Nightclub in Mong Kok. Dressed in a handsome black windbreaker, bright and expensive leather shoes, and no accessories, Lei Yaoyang, a simple and straightforward man, was sitting on the sofa.
Beside him, Aye, who was dressed in a more fashionable manner, was holding a bottle of collector's edition XO and a decanter, sharing a glass of wine.
Opposite the two of them, a man in his late twenties, with short hair and a leather jacket, with exposed muscles, stood proudly with his arms folded.
The man's standing posture is very unique. It is different from ordinary men's bold stance, with his feet closer together, like a woman.
There is a slight bow on the back, which is difficult to detect if you don't look carefully.
This kind of stance can be easily seen with Lei Yaoyang's eyesight. It is a stance that is "vigilant and ready to exert force at any time."
There are not many young people who are not afraid in front of Lei Yaoyang and can still be like this.
I've been to Hong Kong and Kowloon several times, but I'm afraid it can't be counted in the palm of my hand.
The person in front of me is none other than Prince Hongxing.
Seeing the prince's nervous and alert look, Lei Yaoyang smiled and raised his hand, signaling:
"Prince, sit down, don't be so nervous. If nothing else, just because of my relationship with your father, I won't do anything to you!"
The prince was stunned when he heard what Lei Yaoyang said. You must know that the prince has always been in the limelight. Most of Hongxing's internal and external societies gave him face.
No matter who the seniors in the world are, when talking to each other, the best thing is to be equal, and they will not take advantage of their seniority and talk nonsense to the prince.
But Lei Yaoyang mentioned his seniority in one sentence, but the prince still had nothing to say, because his father did often mention Lei Yaoyang, and almost treated him as the boss in his words.
He had just spoken and was already a whole generation younger. The prince felt depressed. He sat down on a small stool opposite Lei Yaoyang and said directly:
"Sir Lei, let's be honest. Why are you looking for me?"
"Oh!"
Lei Yaoyang was happy and said with a smile on his face:
"I'm looking for you? Didn't you come here to look for me? Why, didn't your father tell you something?"
"If you want me to be an informant, there's no need to talk about it. I understand Sir Lei's kindness."
The prince spoke very straightforwardly and it was obvious that his father had already talked to him.
In fact, the prince and his father not only chatted, but just last night, his father asked him to go home for dinner. The prince went home happily and even bought a roast goose and several bowls of fish bones to add to the meal.
Unexpectedly, I went home and saw that there was no food anywhere, not even rice soup.
Only his father and mother gave him an education.
The general meaning is that you are so cool now that even ordinary people have heard of your name.
It's a good thing now, the police files are constantly accumulating. If this continues, you will be imprisoned at any time.
The prince originally wanted to make a few quibbles, but Uncle Gan, who had already received the news from Lei Yaoyang, could not be deceived so easily.
Uncle Gan was totally scolding him, and the prince's mother wouldn't help him this time. Although she doted on her son, she knew that if he got into Stanley, it would be over.
Therefore, the two old men lectured the prince one after another for more than four hours. Not to mention the food, after several hours, the prince did not even take a sip of water.
Finally, Uncle Gan ordered that the prince must come to find Lei Yaoyang. Lei Yaoyang took great care of Uncle Gan and had already agreed to protect the prince as much as possible.
Being besieged by his parents, a brave man like a prince can only bow his head and accept the defeat, and agree again and again.
Originally, the prince was planning to visit the police station during the day, but the Mong Kok Police Station was too noisy today and was busy arresting people. Before the prince entered the police station, he saw some Hong Xingzi being arrested and taken into the pool.
Under such circumstances, the prince felt it was hard to show his face, so he waited until night and saw that Lei Yaoyang had come to Huadu, and then went in to ask for an audience.
Lei Yaoyang didn't mind the prince's response, but said strangely:
"Don't want to do it? What did your father tell you? He didn't tell you that being an informant was just a cover. I didn't intend for you to provide any information?"
"Said it!"
The prince nodded and honestly expressed his thoughts:
"If others know that my prince has become a police informant, even if the information is not exposed, how can I come out in the future?"
"Oh!"
Lei Yaoyang smiled slightly and said:
"Being an informant is not like our police undercover work, which must be recorded. No one will know that you are an informant except you and me. Of course, I will write it in the work record
It is sealed inside and will be used as evidence later. "Do you think I will expose you and harm you?"
"If you have such an idea, then you are underestimating me, Lei Yaoyang. It is no exaggeration to say that if I, Lei Yaoyang, want to touch your prince, I don't need to resort to any means. I can go straight and arrest you immediately. I will lock you up for the rest of my life."
Or even send someone to kill you directly."
"you!"
When the prince heard this, he was very unconvinced, but he couldn't refute it.
A senior police superintendent was determined to deal with a gossip. To be honest, the prince was not stupid and knew that he was probably the one who suffered.
However, the prince still had his own ideas and said in a deep voice:
"I understand your good intentions, Sir Lei. Of course, I also believe that Sir Lei will not play tricks on a little person like me."
"It's just that black is black and white is white. If one day I have to rely on my identity as an informant to escape, then I, Gan Zitai, deserve to die!"
"One day, I am an informant, and it will spread to the world, making everyone laugh, and life will be worse than death."
"And when you come out to hang out, you have to be able to handle anything. Is there anything that I, Gan Zitai, can't handle?"
The prince's words not only made Lei Yaoyang frown, but also Aye, who had already poured the wine, was a little confused. She opened her cute little mouth and didn't close it for a long time.
His words sounded to the two of them as not only being brainless, but also because they didn't know "the sky is high and the earth is high". They really thought it was ancient times and they could fight anything.
And even in ancient times, it was not possible to settle everything just by fighting.
Yue Fei was so powerful, he was known as the most powerful person in China in the last five hundred years, but he was killed casually by Qin Hui, who had no strength to restrain a chicken.
In fact, force can never be used as a person's ultimate ability. It can only be a kind of "icing on the cake". Lei Yaoyang turned around and said seriously:
"Black is black and white is white. Who did you listen to? Jiang Tiansheng taught you this?"
"Isn't it?"
The prince did not give a direct answer, but asked instead.
Lei Yaoyang shook his head and said:
"If it were really clear between black and white, then your old boss Jiang Tiansheng would not be the leader of Hongxing while focusing on developing a legitimate business."
"Today, we can't sit together and chat."
"Look at those real tycoons. Which one is not black and white, or so gray that you can't tell. Who have you ever seen who is dressed in black and can still shine brilliantly until the last day?"
"Also, do you really think you can handle anything?"
As he spoke, Lei Yaoyang reached for his waist, and when he took it out again, a pair of shiny handcuffs jingled.
As soon as Lei Yaoyang threw it, it fell on the glass coffee table with a bang.
"Sir Lei, what do you mean?"
The prince became nervous instantly and said in confusion.
"I promised your father that I would discipline you for him."
Lei Yaoyang said this first, and without waiting for the prince's reaction, he asked:
"You should know Big Bad Money, right?"
"The little gangster from Tsim Sha Tsui, the younger brother of Cun Wang."
The prince nodded and replied.
"Some time ago, he lost money in gambling and owed a large loan shark to Yifeng Willy. Later, he was chased and he had no choice. When he saw what he thought was a good opportunity, he started to cooperate with Macao Zai, built a small boat, and accepted fireworks.
Periphery.”
"I don't need to tell you why our Mong Kok police took such a big action today. You have heard about it."
"So of course the big loser couldn't be spared. At four o'clock in the afternoon, my people took him back to the police station."
"In order to make himself easier, he made a big revelation at the Mong Kok Police Station, not only revealing a lot of dirty information about Cun Wang, but also some gossips that you sent in. Some of them are about you."
"You are in Tsz Wan Shan, Wong Tai Sin, Princess Road, Lam Tin and many..."
Lei Yaoyang stopped mid-sentence and looked at the prince.
The prince's face instantly turned ugly. His family members knew about his family affairs, and he was deeply impressed by the several things Lei Yaoyang said.
These were the places where he led people to fight and kill in the past two years. He either fought in those places or fought with people in single combat.
And every time, the other party was miserable and even killed someone.
Now Lei Yaoyang, a policeman, reported these locations accurately, and the prince knew something was wrong.
"This bastard betrayed his elder brother and the club. He doesn't want to live anymore!"
The prince cursed loudly and hated the big money.
Originally, when the prince came to see Lei Yaoyang, he thought that if the conversation went well, he would ask later if he could ask for a favor and bring out some Hong Xingzi who were arrested by the police station this time.
Now, the prince secretly scolded him for being "sentimental", which was more of an anger and indignation after being betrayed.
"It's not that he doesn't want to live, Yi is on the contrary. He broke the news because he wanted to live."
Lei Yaoyang looked at the prince.
Meaningfully:
"Once it fell into my hands, he knew exactly what happened and what would happen to him."
"At the police station, I have the final say! Whatever I want him to do, he will do it. When I go to Stanley, I have the final say. If I'm not happy, he will have an accident at any time."
"Big Bad Money is a smart man who knows what he can do to save his life, so he cries and makes a fuss and wants to see me alone to reveal the truth to me!"
"It's so unjust. Even if you let him go, Sir Lei, we at Hongxing won't let him go."
The prince still said angrily:
"Don't think that you'll be fine if you hide in Stanley!"
"What do you think? The big bad fortune belongs to King Cun. King Cun doesn't say anything. Do you want to handle it for him?"
"And if you go into Stanley and kill him, the person who did it will be buried with him and will never come out."
"The most important point is, what evidence do you have that Big Money betrayed you? I'm telling you this tonight for your father's sake. I won't admit anything out of this door."
Lei Yaoyang spoke sincerely, one after another, constantly irritating the prince.
However, this kind of stimulation is definitely well-intentioned and can also be understood as a reminder.
The prince followed Lei Yaoyang's words and thought, indeed, he had no evidence and no evidence, so he could not touch even a single cent of his huge wealth.
If you touch him, you will cause trouble for yourself, and no one will believe that the big bad fortune has been exposed.
Furthermore, going to Stanley to kill a traitor may seem easy, but in actual practice, it will definitely be very difficult.
Although the prince has never been to Stanley, he has heard it mentioned by his father. It has long been run like an iron barrel. The prison guards are at the top of the pyramid, followed by the corner bosses who do business, and then the ordinary bosses and ordinary prisoners.
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Shuang Jing has no influence at all in Stanley. Since Liang Kun was released from prison, Hong Xing has been leaderless and can't even do business.
If your own people go in, they may have been betrayed in exchange for benefits before they even take action.
The prince was pressed hard by Lei Yaoyang's words and was completely speechless.
His face darkened, and the prince understood that bickering was not his strength and he would not be Lei Yaoyang's opponent. He said directly once again:
"Sir Lei, what do you want?"
"I just want to tell you a fact!"
Lei Yaoyang picked up the handcuffs on the glass coffee table and said coldly:
"If it weren't for your father's sake, I could handcuff you back at any time. And the evidence is so solid that you will never get out."
Aye leaned on Lei Yaoyang, holding a red wine glass in his hand and fed Lei Yaoyang a sip. He also drank a sip and interjected:
"Prince, Brother Yaoyang is trying to remind you. If I really want to touch you, there is no need to play any tricks. I can kill you at any time. Your prince, you are not really able to handle anything."
"I asked you to be an informant to help you, not to harm you. Why are you so stupid? It's so funny."
"you!!"
When a woman said that, the prince really felt a sense of insult, but what the other woman said was true and he had nothing to say.
Taking a deep breath, the prince's attitude finally began to change, his momentum weakened, and he said:
"Sir Lei, I understand your good intentions. My dad actually made it clear to me, but..."
Before the prince could finish speaking, Lei Yaoyang frowned slightly, raised his hand impatiently, and interrupted:
"Just understand that I mean well. From today on, you will be my informant, Lei Yaoyang. Okay, if nothing happens, you can leave first."
Well………
Lei Yaoyang was no longer willing to listen to the prince's continued conversation, which made the prince swallow back the words he had just spoken with a constipated expression on his face.
Seeing that after Lei Yaoyang finished speaking, he was already lying on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed. The prince was helpless and could only choose to stand up and say goodbye:
"Sir Lei, I'll leave first."
Boom!
The door to the room was slammed shut, and you could tell from the sound that the prince was not in a good mood at the moment.
Aye smiled charmingly, drew circles on Lei Yaoyang's body with her fingers and said:
"Brother Yaoyang, it seems that the prince is very dissatisfied."
"If it weren't for Uncle Gan, I wouldn't even bother talking to him. Hongxing God of War, ha! What a loser!"
Lei Yaoyang smiled disdainfully, shook his head and said:
"I don't know how Jiang Tiansheng teaches his younger brother. This prince has not learned any other skills. Some of the so-called loyalty in the world is self-taught. Listen to what he said. If you didn't know he was the prince, I would still
I thought I was meeting a boss from the 1950s."
"Brother Yaoyang, don't you admire those people who are loyal?"
Aye smiled slightly and said casually.
"I appreciate loyalty, but I don't appreciate fools."
Lei Yaoyang rolled his eyes at Aye and said casually:
"By the way, how was the scene tonight? Did anything happen?"
"No, Brother Yaoyang, why do you ask that?"
Aye was confused and responded.
"It's okay if I don't. It's nothing. It's just that there was so much noise during the day. I'm afraid that at night, those people won't dare to look for me, nor will they dare to go to Saigon or come to Huadu to borrow alcohol and cause trouble."
Lei Yaoyang explained casually.
Aye was overjoyed when she heard this and hurriedly said:
"So Brother Yaoyang left so many prisoners in the police station alone and came to Huadu specifically because he was afraid of something happening here?"
"It doesn't matter if something happens to Huadu. I'm just worried that something will happen to my little Aye."
A smile appeared on Lei Yaoyang's lips and he said ambiguously. Aye was even more happy when he heard this, and felt sweet in his heart. He kissed Lei Yaoyang unconsciously.
You know, she knows that in terms of ability and beauty, she is not as good as Ding Yao, and in terms of family background, she is far inferior to Huo Xixian.
Therefore, Aye usually behaves very well and never competes for favor and favor, which makes Lei Yaoyang difficult.
At this time, Lei Yaoyang casually said a few words, which made Aye feel that her efforts were really worth it.
Lei Yaoyang never forgot himself, nor neglected himself.
Aye was instantly enthusiastic, and Lei Yaoyang was also unequivocal. He took the initiative and quickly rolled on the sofa.
Dong dong dong...
But at this critical moment, there was a knock on the door, and the person outside didn't wait for a response from inside, just opened the door and came in.
Such an rude guy, in this Huadu nightclub, there is only one other woman, Lei Yaoyang, who has taken over Daisy in Huadu since Ding Yao and A Ye left.
Daisy is wearing a shiny black cheongsam, which outlines her tall and attractive figure. She has a friendly smile on her face, giving people the greatest impression.
After entering the door and seeing their actions, Daisy snickered without any surprise:
"Brother Yaoyang, Sister Ye, did I come at the wrong time and disturb the two of you?"
Well………
The two of them stood up immediately, and Aye was the first to speak:
"Daisy, you must be doing this on purpose. Recently, you have been complaining that Brother Yaoyang has not been here for several days. Don't think that I don't know your little thoughts!"
"Even if I miss Brother Yaoyang, I don't dare to get ahead of Sister Ye. I, Daisy, can tell the difference most clearly."
Daisy smiled sweetly, moved lightly, and sat down next to Lei Yaoyang.
"It's Jiang Quan and Miss Jiang who have arrived. Jiang Quan wants to see Brother Yaoyang and says he has something to do!"
"Jiang Quan?"
When Lei Yaoyang heard this, he was a little surprised and said:
"Does Jiang Quan usually come to China to play?"
"Of course not. Jiang Quan is already over sixty years old, and our situation has long been inappropriate for him. Today is his first time here, and he seems to have come here specifically to see Brother Yaoyang."
"Otherwise, why would I come in and disturb you two from doing serious business?"
Daisy herself smiled as she spoke, with a wanton attitude and an aura of profligacy.
This is also the characteristic of every woman in Lei Yaoyang.
Ding Yao is grand, Huo Xixian is temperamental, Aye is well-behaved, and Daisy, who was born in Mamasang and manages nightclubs all year round, is just a prostitute.
Daisy is also the most outspoken among the girls when it comes to speaking. She dares to say anything without feeling shy at all.
She is also the most liberal about many things.
Lei Yaoyang put his arm around Daisy, hugged her casually, and said:
"Forget about disturbing me, but as punishment, I have to finish work early tonight."
"Bring Jiang Quan and Jiang Tianying in, and pick up a Kung Fu tea set, Yuqian Longjing!"
"receive."
Daisy smiled and nodded, immediately stood up, swayed, and walked out of the door.
Ah M, Ye also knew the general situation very well. He arranged his clothes, and also helped Lei Yaoyang smooth out the messy areas such as the collar, and get ready to meet Jiang Quan.
Soon, Daisy came back with a high-end and exquisite Kung Fu tea set in her hands. Behind her, Jiang Quan, a golden Tang suit, a mid-length windbreaker, and a miniskirt, followed closely by the very fashionable Jiang Tianying.
"Master Quan, Aying!"
"Hello, Mr. Quan, hello Miss Jiang."
Seeing the two of them, Lei Yaoyang and Aye both stood up and said hello to show their dignity.
"Master Lei, Miss Ye."
Jiang Quan and Jiang Tianying were also very polite and greeted them friendly.
"Come on, Master Quan, Aying, come and sit down, Aye, turn on the light, Daisy, you are the best at making tea."
Lei Yaoyang looked like a host and entertained the two of them warmly.
When Jiang Quan and Jiang Tianying saw this, they both felt warm in their hearts and were very pleased with Lei Yaoyang's thoughtfulness.
Don't underestimate these two small instructions. In fact, it is easy to see Lei Yaoyang's intentions.
In this Huadu, the lights were dim, pursuing the dreamy effect of a moonlit night, so he ordered the lights to be turned on. Undoubtedly, Lei Yaoyang knew that Jiang Quan would never like to talk on such an occasion.
As for making tea, that's even more of a detail. Jiang Quan is in his sixties and has diabetes, high blood pressure, and a host of geriatric diseases.
If you give someone Touma a drink, you might as well say you are "sending him to death", and if you find a tea set to make tea in a nightclub, the treatment is high enough.