Hong Kong Comprehensive Report: If you have money, you can really do whatever you want

Chapter 5 Borrowing Troops
The rain had stopped, and Huang Shiren, Tian Yangsheng Seven and Fatty Ming appeared in front of the Che Zai Noodles stall on the corner of the street.

"Boss, one bowl of noodles for each person!"

The shop owner sighed after seeing Huang Shiren and his party clearing up their seats and sitting down. To be honest, he really didn't want to do this business.

Soon, bowls of noodles were brought to Huang Shiren and others.

Cart noodles are the most common and cheapest street food in Hong Kong. A bowl costs only five yuan, but you can eat beef brisket, pork belly, pig blood, radish and green vegetables. It can be said that it is a real combination of meat and vegetables and rich in ingredients. .

Huang Shiren took out the 10,000 Hong Kong note from the bag that Ah Gu threw to him, and then threw it to Fat Boy Ming.

"Brother Ren, you made so much money this time, why don't you treat Dong Xingban to a meal!"

After a mouthful of golden noodles, Fat Zai Ming said vaguely.

"Eat, eat, eat. You will know how to eat every day. How many lines from Dong Xing Ban? If you eat Dong Xing Ban once, it will be enough for your sister's tuition."

When Huang Shiren said this, there seemed to be a devil in his heart that kept saying: You are not guilty.

Huang Shiren sighed, then circled the 10,000 Hong Kong paper into a bundle and threw it to Fat Zai Ming, saying: "Your mother is not in good health, and the eldest sister and the younger sister are still in school. Don't gamble anymore. I won't be here next time, 豼You can really be beheaded to death.”

'Take this money back and give it to your mother to support your family! '
"Brother Ren, thank you for today, but I really can't ask for your money."

Fatty Ming drank the last piece of beef brisket soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth with his clothes, then returned the 10,000 Hong Kong paper to Huang Shiren with both hands and said: "Brother Ren, I really can't ask for your money anymore. Last time you I almost couldn’t afford the medical bills after being hospitalized.”

Fatty Ming was telling the truth. The last time Huang Shiren was injured and went to the hospital to bandage his body, he really couldn't raise 500 yuan, and he almost couldn't afford the medical expenses.

It was just that Huang Shiren knew that Fat Zaiming went to three illegal clinics behind his back, knelt there and gave the boss more than forty bites before an old Chinese doctor was willing to help Huang Shiren bandage and treat his wounds, otherwise Huang Shiren would have died long ago.

No, it should be said that the predecessor was already dead at the time, and after traveling through time, he almost became a being who broke the death record for time travellers.

"What are you talking about, fat man? We will be brothers for a lifetime. If you saved my life, then this little money means nothing."

Huang Shiren patted Fatty Ming on the shoulder and said: "Take the money back and buy more medicine for your mother and some clothes for the older sister and younger sister. The older sister will go to school soon, and all of this will cost money."

"What should you do, Brother Ren?"

Fatty Ming looked at Huang Shiren. As the bottom of the club, he knew that he could not keep the money Huang Shiren received today because the club stipulates that the money needs to be handed over to Da Mi. Otherwise, if Zhongyixin really calls, it will really depend on Huang Shiren. The pile will be piled up to death.

"What are you talking about? You don't need to worry about me."

Of course Huang Shiren also understands the rules of the club. He has to hand over 300,000 yuan to Da Mi. Otherwise, it is really impossible for Da Mi to be normal. After all, Zhongyixin is not one of those egg-breaking societies. They sell white-flour fish. He has arms in his hands.

Of course, Hong Kong Island also has Hong Kong Island rules. There are no weapons (guns) in the streets when clubs fight. If anyone doesn't follow the rules, he probably won't survive three days on Hong Kong Island.

"Okay, Fatty Ming, you go back, I want to see Da Mi!"

Huang Shiren took Tian Yangsheng and seven people to Da Mi's Night Paris again, but it was not the time for Tian Yangsheng and the others to show up yet. Huang Shiren asked them to enter separately from himself and pretend to be guests.

"Is Brother Da Mi still there?"

Huang Shiren came to the door and threw a cigarette beside the boy and asked.

"Brother Ren, Brother Da Mi is still in the private room on the second floor." The younger brother took the cigarette and helped Huang Shiren light it and said.

Huang Shiren nodded and walked in carrying a travel bag containing cash.

It's one o'clock in the morning, and the nightclub is the busiest time of the night. On the central dance floor, there are countless beauties wearing scantily clad clothes with their big white legs exposed, moving to the beat of the music.

Around these girls, those white-collar workers who had been criticized by their bosses for a whole day in the office took off their suits and transformed into well-dressed beasts. They worked hard to release their male hormones in order to attract a certain girl who had not yet seen them, and then develop a romantic night.

In the surrounding booths, small groups of friends punched each other, rolled dice, and then hugged the little sister next to them to brag and spank.

Huang Shiren shook his head and returned to the private room where Da Mi was located again. He opened the door and Huang Shiren dropped the black bag on the table in front of Da Mi.

"Aren, what is this?"

DaMi put down the microphone in his hand, pushed the two girls around him away and couldn't wait to open the travel bag.

Huang Shiren stepped forward, held Da Mi's hand and said, "Brother Da Mi, this is three hundred thousand from you. I want to borrow this money from you."

"Borrowing troops?"

Da Mi withdrew his hand, then leaned back on the sofa again, narrowing his eyes and looking at Huang Shiren in front of him.

"Borrow troops, just now the loyal and trustworthy Ah Zou swept my place, but I was able to fight him off. Now I want to borrow troops from you, big brother, to sweep his fruit column!"

"I see!"

He didn't believe it when he heard that Huang Shiren had defeated Ah Zou. It seemed that the sneak attack had caused Ah Zou to suffer some losses. Now he wanted to borrow troops just to show off his power, but of course he would be happy to make money.

"Aren, it's good to want to be in a higher position. We are all brothers in this family. Don't say that the boss will not protect you. You can take the money back. As for the people, Tianzai will choose thirty people for Aren."

Da Mi took out 50,000 from the travel bag, thought about it and took back 40, leaving only 10,000 Hong Kong papers and threw it to Huang Shiren, then zipped up the remaining 290,000 and threw it away feet.

Huang Shiren's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart, Damn, Damn, you deserve to be so stupid.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, the price of borrowing troops is one hundred for ordinary blue lanterns, five hundred for those who do it, two thousand for those who dare to kill people, forty-nine to five thousand, and with the three hundred thousand I can borrow troops from outside, I can borrow at least one hundred people.

Now, given thirty people to himself and the blue lanterns on the outside, Huang Shiren really couldn't figure out how the idiot in his predecessor thought of being such a gangster and even helping him block the knife. He was really crazy and would die. Deserve it.

"Thank you, Big Brother."

Huang Shiren put away the 10,000 Hong Kong paper, then looked at A Tian who was standing aside and said, "Brother Tian, ​​I leave all human affairs to you."

"Okay, let's talk about the practical things tomorrow. Let's drink now."

Da Mi opened another bottle of brandy as he spoke, then filled Huang Shiren's bottle and pushed it to him.

Huang Shiren's eyes sank, and there was a little more murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Da Mi, but this murderous intent also disappeared in a flash.

Because he knew that he couldn't do anything here. After all, the rules of the world were that if he killed Da Mi in public, he would be deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.

(End of this chapter)