Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

Chapter 47 Air Force Talks
Hong Kong Island, Waterfall Bay.

Two days ago, after asking Tie Dan to tell A Le that he wanted to go fishing, A Le made an appointment here.

After Zheng Jirong got out of the car and looked around, it was no exaggeration to say that it was deserted and overgrown with weeds.

Ale, this old boy, could it be that...

After thinking about it, Zheng Jirong opened the trunk of the car, took out a newly purchased helmet and put it into the carry-on space.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous and we have to guard against them.

Picking up the fishing gear he brought, Zheng Jirong walked towards the reservoir.

Ah Le, who was on the shore at this moment, also saw Zheng Jirong walking towards here.

"Arong, here."

Zheng Jirong smiled and nodded and rushed towards him. At this time, A Le was taking his son Danny to bait on the edge of the reservoir.

Zheng Jirong glanced at the father and son who were busy at work.

No. [-] sleeve hook and [-] main line. Because the weather was getting colder, Ah Le hung fishy bait.

Tsk tsk tsk, this looks like I came prepared, maybe I can have crucian carp soup tonight.

Ah Le, who had hung up the earthworms, raised his head and said to the child next to him: "Danny, this is your Uncle Rong, why don't you call me?"

"Uncle Rong!"

Zheng Jirong smiled and touched Danny's head. This was also a poor man.

"Just call me Brother Zheng. Let's talk about our own things. Danny looks really energetic. Brother Le, you will be blessed when you get older."

After some banter, Zheng Jirong also hung up the bait and swung the rod, and the two casually chatted about some news and current affairs by the reservoir.

When Danny ran away alone and played alone in the distance, the two of them talked seriously about the club.

"Arong, I heard that you saved Ren Laojiu's life when he was assassinated a few days ago?"

Zheng Jirong sighed, "Hey, that guy Ren Laojiu died before I could set off the firecrackers. How could I save him?"

But I don’t know whether these killers are assassinating Ren Laojiu or me. Bullets are all flying towards me, so I have no choice but to fight back and kill them all. "

After hearing this, A Le looked solemn and said seriously: "Are you saying that those killers are here for you?"

Zheng Jirong nodded and turned to ask: "Brother Le, how is your business doing in Jordan recently?"

"It's okay. After all, Jordan is a small place, not as good as yours in Mong Kok, but the other bosses around here give me some respect."

Zheng Jirong looked at the calm lake and said, "Recently, the whole of Yau Tsim Mong has become increasingly unstable. Not only have there been shootings in Mong Kok one after another, but several people in Yau Ma Tei have been showing off on the street countless times to compete for territory.

Especially in Tsim Sha Tsui, Zhong Qing Society has more people and more money. Now even Prince Hong Xing and the Number Gang Dinosaur can't stop the expansion of Ding Xiao Crab. "

Ah Le frowned slightly and said, "Arong, if you have any ideas, just say so."

Zheng Jirong nodded and said: "There are more than 600 restaurants in Tsim Sha Tsui, more than [-] karaoke OKs, more than [-] large and small nightclubs, more than [-] bars, and a total of fifty or sixty saunas in video game centers.

The money collected alone is more than 1000 million a month, not counting valet parking and pills. Of course, we are not in the pill business..."

"Ah Wing" Ah Le interrupted him and asked directly: "Do you want to break into Tsim Sha Tsui?"

Zheng Jirong did not answer him, but changed the topic: "I checked the gunmen that day, they came for me, and they are all from the Zhongqing Society."

"Are you sure?" A Le frowned.

"How could I talk nonsense when I'm not sure about this kind of thing? He dared to assassinate me this time, and it's clear that he doesn't take us and Lian Sheng seriously."

Zheng Jirong continued: "He is arrogant and domineering. Even the dinosaur and the prince are now a head shorter than him in Tsim Sha Tsui. Brother Le, your Jordan is just one street away from his territory. If he dares to assassinate me today, maybe tomorrow due to some disputes I dare to assassinate you!
At that time, we will have to wear helmets when fishing in the future. Who knows if someone will attack us from behind? "

A Le didn't know what he thought of, and his face was gloomy.

Among the eight districts of Heliansheng, his position in Jordan is the most awkward, being tightly sandwiched between Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui.

What Arong said is not unreasonable. Ding Xiaoxie has been expanding his territory during this period, and he never knows when he will hit his Jordan.When he thought about having to wear a helmet when asking others to go fishing in the future, Ah Le couldn't help but get angry. He hated helmets the most!
"Arong, I need to discuss the Zhongqing Society matter with Uncle Deng first, and I will give you an answer as soon as possible."

Hearing A Le's words, Zheng Jirong nodded in agreement. It's not that he couldn't handle the Zhongqing Club by himself, but he had just taken over Liangkun's territory and went to fight against the Zhongqing Club. Most of the old guys in the club wouldn't know how to do it. agree.

And when it comes to dealing with these old men, Ah Le is the best at it.

……

……

Kadoorie Hill, home.

Zheng Jirong threw the fishing gear into the corner of the wall unhappily. The fishing rod felt so bad that he didn't even catch a single fish.

Moreover, Ah Le usually looks like a senior fisherman, but in the end, he returned from the Air Force just like him.

No, it’s not the same. It’s because of the fishing rod.

Zheng Jirong washed his hands in the bathroom. After hanging earthworms all morning, there was no fishy smell on his hands.

Wu Liushou saw it and said, "Brother Rong, are you in a bad mood?"

"fine."

Zheng Jirong turned his head and looked at Wu Liushou, who had put his right hand inside his left shirt, and asked curiously: "Ashou, what are you doing? Do you want to take out a gun?"

"No, Brother Rong, I have a few pimples on the left side of my chest and it's very itchy."

"Just scratch it if it itch. With your suit covering your hands like this, it's like you're pulling out a gun."

Wu Liushou smiled sheepishly and said, "It looks indecent to just scratch her. After all, I am also your personal bodyguard, Brother Rong. I have to pay more attention to my image."

"Not bad, not bad. You are getting better and better now, Ah Shou. I will cut off your mushroom hair someday and I will give you a fashionable hairstyle."

"No, Brother Rong, others say my mushroom head looks cute and can be used to hide murderous intent."

Zheng Jirong patted Wu Liushou on the shoulder, as long as you are happy.

At this time A Miao came over and said, "Brother Rong, Ren Laojiu sent two people to see you."

"Oh? What about people?"

"Wait outside the door. They said my name is A Fei A Ji. You are very familiar with Brother Rong."

You're not familiar with it, this is his gold medal undercover.

Zheng Jirong nodded, "Let them come in."

As soon as Ah Fei entered the door, he exclaimed: "Brother Rong, your villa is really handsome."

"Yes, I didn't dare to come in when I was at the door. Compared with Brother Rong, your villa, Ren Laojiu's home is just a doghouse."

Amiao looked at the two people who were flattering Brother Rong with a strange expression. Aren't these two people Ren Laojiu's younger brothers?Why does he look like Brother Rong's bitch?

"Afei Aji, if you have anything to say, please tell me immediately. Also, you have been expelled from the league, so don't call me Brother Rong anymore." Zheng Jirong said sternly.

A Fei and A Ji glanced at A Miao. Oops, they forgot that there was an outsider.

Ah Fei was the first to look cold and said arrogantly: "Zhu Rong, my boss, Brother Jiu, invites you to have dinner together at eight o'clock tonight."

Aji also followed: "Yes, not everyone has the opportunity to eat with Brother Jiu."

Zheng Jirong looked at the two people in front of him with pain. You two have gone too far.

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