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Chapter 195 I can’t deal with Big D tonight, let’s start the fight immediately!
Sham Shui Po.

People come and go on Lifa Street. It is the busiest street in Sham Shui Po. There are many food stalls and shops along the street, and people are bustling and bustling.

At this time, in an old teahouse at the end of the street, the atmosphere here was completely different from the noise on the street.

The light in the building was very dark. Only the dim light swayed on the top of the table, casting a faint light. A group of old men were sitting around the tea table. They were silent and expressionless.

There was a calm and deep atmosphere throughout the house.

Seeing everyone's solemn look, the old ghost knocked on the table impatiently, "I've been drinking for more than an hour. There should be some results no matter what, right?"

"Ale or Big D, you have to speak whether you choose or not!"

"Come on," he pointed at the teacup he was holding and asked, "You are the current speaker, who do you think can take your position?"

Chuiji looked at the uncles on the table, smacked his lips and shook his head, saying: "Big D is better than Big D, and Ale is better than Ale."

"To say it means not to say it!"

"Then big D!"

"Crap, it's useless to ask you."

How could Lao Guixi, who was A Le's direct uncle, be satisfied with this answer? He glanced at Chuan Bao who was sitting in a wheelchair in the corner, hesitated and shouted: "Chuan Bao, you don't seem to have much to say today. You have never been able to say anything before. not like this."

After hearing his words, Kushibaku slowly pulled down the oxygen mask on his nose, raised his finger with difficulty and pointed at everyone and said: "I don't have any objection to who you choose, but I can't choose Pork Wing. Who of you dares If you choose him, I will hang him in front of your house that night!"

"What a fool!" Long Gen took out the pipe from his mouth when he heard this, pointed at the skewer and said angrily: "I'm going to attack you, Eminem, do you want to be so cruel? You and Ah Rong just have a little misunderstanding, he You’ve already apologized, what else do you want to do?!”

"Apologize?!"

Long Gen's words were like lighting a fuse, instantly irritating and causing explosions. He slammed the oxygen mask in his hand on the table, pointed at it and said angrily: "Do you know what this is?!"

"Not only do I have a broken leg now, but I also have a perforated lung and have to breathe pure oxygen every day!"

"That Ah Rong of yours caused me so much harm, so you sent a little brother over to deliver a wheelchair!"

"Is he apologizing? He is laughing at me and insulting me! Cough, cough, cough."

"Hey, Kuanbao, you're not in good health, so don't get so angry." Leng, who was sitting next to him, patted Kuanbao's back, put the oxygen mask on him again, and said something to Long Genyi. He pointed out: "Should I say it or not, what Arong did is indeed against the rules. If everyone does what he does, who will listen to us uncles in the future?"

"Bang", Long Gen waved his hand in displeasure. He glanced at Chuan Bao, who was sucking in oxygen, and secretly murmured to himself that this guy had a perforated lung and his voice was so loud. His life was really tough.

Although he knew that everyone present had a very bad opinion of Zheng Jirong, he was Arong's direct uncle after all. The higher his status, the more comfortable Long Gen could live. After thinking about it, he tapped the table with his pipe and spoke to everyone. road:

"Since you are the one who chooses to speak, you must be fair. I know you don't like Ah Rong, but think about it for yourself. Among the leaders of the nine districts now, who is more powerful and makes more money than him? And Who doesn’t know about Liansheng Town’s reputation in Guanxi and Hong Kong and Macao? As long as Arong becomes the talker, we will all have a good life.”

After Long Gen finished speaking, many uncles fell silent. Although they didn't like Zheng Jirong, they had to admit that this guy did bring He Liansheng to a higher level. If he became the talker,
"Okay." Seeing everyone's arousal, the old ghost immediately poured cold water on him and said, "He dared to drag Chuanbao and Fishhead to the top of the mountain for bungee jumping before he was the target. If he was really the target, The troublemaker might just drag our group to sink into the sea!"

"Damn it, old ghost, why are you talking so nonsense? Ah Rong has made a lot of achievements in the year he joined the club. He was the one who defeated the Hongxing Zhongqing Club. He is really for the club!"

"Everyone says it's for the club, but is it for yourself?"

"Old ghost, you talk a lot today," Long Gen said angrily to him, "Don't you just want to choose A Le? But even if A Le wants to be the one to talk, he must have that strength!"

"So what, what's wrong with choosing A Le?"

The old man stood up and looked around at everyone and asked: "Tell it for yourselves, during normal New Year and festival times, when has Ah Le been less filial? Isn't this teahouse under our feet also bought for us by Ah Le? Helping uncle?"

"Let's talk about it." The old ghost glanced at the head of the table, Uncle Deng, who had been silent since he came in, and then said sternly: "Last time, the talking heads were in Wan Chai, and this time it will not be the same again." It's Jordan's turn, isn't it?"

"Eh", Shuang Fandong immediately said unhappily after hearing this: "As you said, Tsuen Wan is fine. Last time, he said that he would choose Big D. His power is not much worse than Ah Wing. If you don't choose Big D , there will definitely be trouble."

"Oh! Let's choose whoever is more powerful? Then everyone, stop fighting and just choose the Governor of Hong Kong to be our talker!"

"Damn it, old ghost, how much money did you charge A Le? Why are you so forceful?"

"What are you doing?"

"You know it well!"

"I know your mother!"

After scolding Shuang Fandong, the old ghost looked at Deng Bo who said nothing and explained: "I chose Ah Le because of his filial piety. Besides, although his power is not as powerful as Ah Rong and Big D, But it’s the same thing in Jordan.”

Long Gen heard this and said disdainfully: "Jordon is only two or three blocks away. How can we and Lian Sheng be laughed to death by letting him take charge?"

"Who dares to laugh at us and Lian Sheng?! Isn't it even more unqualified to brag about what you want! He only has two shabby bars in Wan Chai!"

"Do you think no one laughed at him?!" "."

After hearing the words of these two people, many people cast strange glances at Chuiji who was sitting next to Uncle Deng. The person who said Chuiji was indeed very funny. No, it should be said that it was not just him who was funny. He had been with the United Nations over the years. If you win, everyone can say that each one is more ridiculous than the other.

Ever since Uncle Deng had the say in his uncle's generation, no powerful leader has been able to sit in the position of speaker.

In the past few years, people said that they were the leaders of the society, but in fact they were just puppets of Uncle Deng.

With everyone's gaze on him, Blowjob's face became a little uneasy. He had never wanted to be the talker in the first place. It was Uncle Deng and the others who snatched Big D from Big D's mouth and pushed Blowcock up to him. of.

As the talker of the largest society in Hong Kong, his territory only covers a few bars in Wan Chai. If Guanxi and Big D weren't strong enough, his territory in Wan Chai would have been swallowed up by Chen Yaoxing and Lian Haolong. .

Chuiji coughed lightly and asked Deng Wei in a low voice: "Uncle Deng, it's not an option to keep arguing like this. Can you say a few words?"

Ugh.
After Deng Bo sighed lightly, he looked around at all the uncles present, and slowly said:

"When I was young, my uncles already chose who to talk to and who to talk to."

"At that time, I thought, these old guys are all old and have no power, so why should they choose?"

"Later I learned that they have seniority, and everyone will respect what they say."

"Who doesn't want to get a sweet spot? It doesn't matter if you get some benefits, but if you have more money and more power, choose whoever you want."

Snapped!
He slammed the table hard and shouted: "Then we can just auction it!"

“If we have no credibility, what else is needed from us?!”

Long Gen was a little dissatisfied when he heard this: "He Liansheng is, after all, a club and a gang, and it is not a listed company that chooses directors. If the speaker doesn't choose someone with strength, what should he choose?"

Deng Bo shook his head, took a deep look at Long Gen and replied: "You think Arong is powerful, I have nothing to say."

"But in short, the association cannot let one person dominate, it must be balanced!"

Shuang Fandong and Leng Lao immediately agreed: "Yes, Uncle Deng, that's why we choose Big D. He is no smaller than Ah Wing's Yau Jian Wang in Tsuen Wan. Although he doesn't have as many manpower as him, it's not much different. Choose It would be perfect for him to check and balance Ah Rong."

After listening to what these two people said, Uncle Deng was silent for a moment, shook his head, raised his hand, looked at everyone and said word by word:

"I choose Ale!"

After the words fell, all the uncles at the table looked at each other, and most of them raised their hands and said:
"I choose Ah Le too."

"Ale."

"Ahem...I choose Ale."

"."

The remaining ones, Long Gen, Shuang Fandong and others who did not raise their hands, had gloomy faces, thinking about how to explain to the people behind them.

Tsuen Wan at this time.

Outside Big D's house, Zheng Jirong tapped his fingers on his thigh leisurely, and casually asked Amiao in front of the driver's seat: "How have you been playing in the north these days? The scenery is very nice."

"Yes." Ah Miao recalled the honeymoon time with Xiao Zhuan a few days ago, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the scenery in the north to be so beautiful, and the consumption was also low. I didn't even spend a thousand Hong Kong dollars after playing for a week. , if you go to Japan, it will cost at least tens of thousands of yuan."

"As long as you're happy, you're not in any trouble."

Amiao hesitated for a moment and then shook his head, "I didn't encounter any trouble, but I met a lot of interesting people."

"Really? Tell me about it another day. I haven't been back for many years."

After the small talk, Zheng Jirong straightened his face and said seriously to Ah Miao: "After I enter, you and Ah Shou Alai in the car behind you should keep an eye on the situation outside. If you find someone is surrounding you, call Ah Lai a street away." Yitie dares them!"

"It's not that dangerous, right, Brother Rong?"

"Haha", Zheng Jirong grinned and sneered: "Those old guys are holding a meeting to elect the speaker. This time the speaker is either Big D or A Le, no matter which one of them becomes the first speaker. The one who needs to be killed is me!"

"Remember, if I can't defeat Big D tonight, the fight will begin immediately!"

"What if it's settled?"

"I'm going to fight too, but I'm going to fight with Big D!"

(End of this chapter)