1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 56: Invite the Vietnamese!
"Zhang Sheng."

"Zhang Sheng."

At the door, Li Junsheng and Gao Wei nodded in greeting.

Zhang Ziwen asked: "How was last night?"

"all the best."

Li Junsheng said with a smile.

"Be careful to prevent someone from retaliating." Zhang Ziwen reminded softly.

"rest assured."

Li Junsheng replied.

Huo Youxiao was having breakfast in the restaurant. When he saw Zhang Ziwen coming back, he waved in a friendly tone: "Zhang Sheng, come and have breakfast with us."

"Thank you Huo Sheng."

Zhang Ziwen leaned forward slightly and politely declined: "I already ate on the way."

"OK then."

Huo Youxiao couldn't force it.

Zhang Ziwen walked to a corner of the living room, nodded to Zhou Minghua who was drinking coffee, glanced at him, and whispered, "Did Huo Sheng's work go well?"

"Ah."

Zhou Minghua snorted lightly and handed him a cup of coffee on the cabinet.

"Go out and talk."

Zhang Ziwen took a sip of coffee and followed Zhou Minghua to the courtyard.

Zhou Minghua said: "Last night, Huo Sheng was probably making an attack in the east and west."

"I asked you to go outside and kill the head of the Mong Kok District Hall Master to attract the attention of Mong Kok Zha Zhi Wei Shui. In fact, I took the opportunity to do something and arrested several people. I guess I asked for a lot of what I wanted."

Zhang Ziwen nodded: "As expected, it's the same old method."

In fact, when he received the order at the door of the bar, he guessed the next move based on Huo Youxiao's previous reaction.

Zhou Minghua smiled and said: "The things left by our ancestors will remain relevant for thousands of years. There is nothing new under the sun."

"The key is who can use it correctly and who can seize the opportunity."

Zhang Ziwen took a sip of coffee and smiled: "That's right."

Then, he straightened his expression and said in a serious tone: "If there are still people with Yi Sheng who are not convinced and want to join forces to fight back, they will definitely be fast and fierce, and there will be no delay."

“Be careful when going out these days.”

Zhou Minghua drank the coffee in one gulp: "Waiting for them!"

"If Mr. Huo's plan goes smoothly, there will be no need to come to us."

Everyone wants to make the list bigger and do more things to make more money.

Mongkok.

Shanghai Street, No. 13.

Lucky Tea House.

This old teahouse, which is more than 2,000 square feet, is home to the six most powerful hall masters in Heyi Sheng, and there are still more than a dozen people who work there.

The craftsmen either crossed their arms or sat drinking tea, while stars surrounded a card table in the middle.

Weishui, Qiangbiao, Adu, Dazhang, Tingzaitai, Speedy.

The six hall masters held playing cards in their hands.

"One to six."

Playing Hoe Big D.

In addition to the big bosses who fly the flag at the entrance of the club, there are also many people who are in charge of small businesses and even have mixed qualifications.

There are usually three people in a hall, including red sticks, white paper fans and straw sandals. In larger halls, there may be six or seven tyers, but it is rare for more than a dozen tyers to gather together. It is impossible for them all to accompany the big boss to play cards.

"Weishui, where is your great student?"

Qiang Biao threw down two cards and seemed to be asking casually, but he pointed out the topic briefly and to the point.

"Gone."

Wei Shui's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Maybe he's hiding and having sex with women."

"Wei Shui."

He Yisheng's Jordan Hall Master Adu narrowed his eyes slightly, smoked his pipe, and said with a sigh: "I heard that something happened to Dasheng in Rongguo Building last night. It seems that six or seven people were wiped out."

"Is that company owned by Da Sheng?"

Wei Shui played his cards and said, "What else?"

A hall leader may have as few as a few hundred members, and as many as two to three thousand members, among whom there are dozens to hundreds of gangsters.

There are more than a dozen of them who dare to kill people, and there are quite a few who are willing to risk their lives.

After the Dasheng group were killed, Wei Shui's courage was basically wiped out.

Because the most explosive power of the association lies externally, not internally, and is related to the original intention of the establishment of the association. Therefore, when large organizations fight against the Hong Kong government, they can mobilize tens of thousands of people to protect their jobs.

In the internal struggle, a dozen gunmen and three or five confidants are the key force.

Wei Shui sighed: "I can't even find a piece of meat from Dasheng now."

"It's not like that. The six of us are sitting together and control more than half of He Yisheng's troops. So what if those uncles support A Xiao? A Xiao just returned to China half a year ago and there are not many trustworthy people around him. .”

"Otherwise, why did he hire a gunman from the security company?" Adu said.

Dazhang, Tingzitai, and Speedster all nodded in agreement.

Qiang Biao said: "He has money, and we also have money. He just embarrassed you in the bar last night, so he is embarrassing us too!"

Da Zhang said: "Although the six of us have some minor conflicts, we have always stood together on major issues of right and wrong. Wei Shui, I think as long as we get rid of the people around A Xiao, we can easily send those old people to justice." The bones return to the west.”

"If Axiao likes to be in charge, let him be in charge. In the end, it's not us who have the final say in the club?"

Adu took a deep breath, lowered his body, and said loudly: "Everyone will vote for Axiao next month, but before that, he must teach Axiao a lesson."

"From now on, we don't have to hand over the accounts of the hall to the Huo family. We all do our own thing. How about we make our own decisions?"

The reason why the uncles supported Huo Youxiao was largely due to the fact that the six deputies were not on the same page, and no one could tell the story.

The uncles favored Huo Youxiao, and the six hall members opposed it together, but at least they couldn't break up with each other and smash He Yisheng's sign.

There are more than 20,000 people in the club eating from the same pot. It will not be good for everyone to smash the sign. But if a certain hall leader is promoted, I am afraid that there will be a fight among the six halls, and in the end everyone will have nothing to eat. .

Of course, this is related to the fact that Huo Youxiao is more in line with their interests, but when the big guys in the society are trying to turn public affairs into private interests, will the hall master still be willing to be a domestic slave?
Everyone has something in mind.

"No problem, let's pay for someone to kill Huo Youxiao's bodyguards." Qiang Biao was very supportive.

The hall masters have to pay accounts to the Huo family every month, and their subordinates have to eat. It is not difficult to shell out hundreds of thousands in cash, but if you have to shell out a large sum of money to pay for a murderer, you cannot open your mouth and come up with it.

"The people around Ah Xiao are not simple. They killed Ye Jihuan and Ji Zhengxiong. There are six people protecting Ah Xiao on the surface, but there are probably more than a dozen killers secretly kept in captivity." Adu shuffled the playing cards.

Da Zhang nodded: "We need to spend some money."

They can eat a little from the society's public account, but they don't dare to eat too much.

This is also the predicament of the club leaders. All their money goes to the upper echelons. If you are a short mule for one day, you will be a short mule for the rest of your life. No wonder they are desperately trying to get higher and work alone.
"I know a mute member of the Vietnam Gang, and a group of brothers under him have all been on the battlefield. It shouldn't be difficult to kill those mainlanders." Adu thought of the news newspapers he had read, which were all about Vietnam's victory over the mainland, and he paused in his heart. Feeling confident.

"Vietnamese?"

"Can they do it!"

Wei Shui frowned in confusion.

Adu said: "Three years ago, there was a white powder smuggling case. Those Vietnamese boys fought off the Marine Police Force head-on. Do you think it's okay?"

"These people are not comparable to club shooters."

Da Zhang, Ting Tsai and Tai both showed confident smiles, and Speed ​​​​da even lined up a row of tabletops and shouted loudly: "Invite the Vietnamese!"

(End of this chapter)