Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

(Hit the back of the head hard, lucky to get a faint, unlucky to get a fool, and most unlucky to get a corpse.)
(Unconsciously, I became a second-level author, thank you everyone!)

"Don't fight!"

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"Boss, please forgive me"

The baseball bat hit Dakousheng's body one after another, and he could only block it with his arms, but the arms were also made of flesh, so they couldn't withstand the full attack of Changmao, and he kept begging for mercy and backing away.

"Fall on the street!"

Changmao's body was hollowed out by wine recently, and his back was sweating when he moved a few times.

"Boss, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"I'm just doing business with Brother Feimao. What number four, you can't blame me for something you haven't done!"

After a few sticks came down, Dakousheng was almost knocked out half-life.

But he continued to speak stubbornly, only saying that he was doing business with Feimao, and didn't say anything else.

Chang Mao was also amused by Dakousheng, seeing that this stinky woman didn't shed tears when he didn't see the coffin, he also greeted his horse boy and brought out the evidence.

A bag of two kilograms of well-packed turtle food was thrown in front of Dakousheng.

When this guy saw the familiar package and the hidden mark on the bottom of the package, he groaned inwardly.

This is stolen and won!
"Call Feimao, tell him to roll over, and ask Brother Sheng by the way, ask Brother Feimao if he can support him!"

Changmao didn't bother to talk, it was still a long time tonight, and he had plenty of time to play with this guy.

Dakousheng also closed his eyes in despair when he heard that Changmao wanted to confront Feimao face to face.

The people present were too lazy to care about Dakousheng's life and death, so they found a big iron bucket, threw him into it, and then gathered together in twos and threes to smoke, waiting for the arrival of the rightful lord.

Half an hour later, the sleepy-eyed Flying Cat led his younger brother into the factory building, and shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door: "Brother Changmao, what are you doing in this spooky place at night?"

"I happen to have time tonight, let's go to Shanghai City together."

"It just so happens that I have business to talk to you about."

Changmao looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw Feimao walking in with his head, Ma Beizai, and said with a sneer, "Good business? What good business?"

"Are you looking for me to be a fan?"

"If I become a fan, I won't take part in this business. If Big D finds out, he will blame me for being ignorant!".

Hearing the cynicism from the boss before, Feimao was taken aback, did this guy eat firecrackers?How strong is the smell of gunpowder when talking!
"What are you talking about! I'm a dignified person in Yau Ma Tei, don't pretend to be a fan, if Jianghu finds out, they will definitely call me a fool."

"A boss asked me to cooperate and wanted to develop Yau Ma Tei real estate."

"I don't have enough manpower. I want to ask Changmao Brother for help. After the matter is completed, I will give you [-]% of the profit. This business is absolutely reliable. You should always think about it!"

Feimao pulled a chair, sat beside Changmao, and preached loudly.

Dazai also knows how to do business!
Changmao glanced at Flying Cat, which seemed to have changed his impression of the original pony.

Instead of relying on fighting, killing, planting flags and grabbing land to make money, I know that I have found a big boss to cooperate with to make money. Although what I do is also doing things for the neighbors, at least I have made progress.

"I'll talk about whether there is any business or not. Let's see this Flying Cat Brother, do you recognize him?"

Changmao pointed to the tin bucket and asked Feimao to identify it.

He has been promoted to the Red Stick Big Boss, and Feimao's score has also grown. Of course, he can't read it by himself, but give Bei Zai a wink and ask him to take a look.

After receiving the boss's instructions, Bei Zai walked to the tin bucket, and saw the big mouth boy with a bruised nose and a swollen face shrinking inside.

As soon as he saw Beizi, Dakousheng struggled to stand up as if he was seeing a relative, and shouted: "Beizi, no, Brother Bei, save me, save me!"

Feimao, who was sitting next to Changmao, couldn't sit still when he heard the voice. Although he didn't see anyone, his low-pitched voice was really distinctive. Those who are familiar with this guy would know can't forget.

The tin bucket shook violently. It was Dakousheng who wanted to escape, but at this moment, a ghost-like Guozi suddenly appeared beside Beizi, smiled evilly at him, and then put the shovel in his hand , plunged into the iron bucket forcefully.

"Ah! Stop hitting!"

Dakousheng let out a miserable cry, which shows how much strength Guozi used for this move.

Bei Zai raised his eyebrows, thinking that this is Changmao's territory, he didn't act rashly, but with a livid face, he said to Guo Zai: "This brother is a little unfamiliar, haven't you asked for advice yet?".

"I'm just a rotten boy. The new Sijiu boy who joined Xinghe, I don't mind calling me Brother Guo. If you call me Guozi, then I will be very unhappy!"

Guozihua stopped and kept using the shovel he did not know where to get it, and kept stabbing the big mouth inside.

"Fuck, is there any humanity, stop!"

Bei Zai really couldn't see it, so he snatched the shovel and interrupted Guo Zai's bad humor.

Chang Mao could see the disputes among his subordinates, but he didn't say anything, but looked at the ugly flying cat beside him.

"Brother Long Hair, what does this mean?"

Fei Mao thought for a long time, and found that he hadn't offended Chang Mao recently, so he asked.

Even though I used to work with Brother Le and work under Changmao, but now everyone has the same status, and they are all Xinghe's red sticks. It makes no sense for you to arrest my business partner and not give a single explanation.

"I heard that recently someone shipped goods in Tsuen Wan, Hung Hom, and Yau Ma Tei."

"Curious about when Xiangjiang's new home was demolished, so I sent someone to investigate and found this bad boy."

"In this bag of ghost feed, there is number four."

Changmao kicked the turtle feed on the ground, and continued with a full face of admiration: "The one who really rides the horse is a genius. If I were MacLehose, I would definitely give this guy an award."

Flying cats can't believe one-sided words. He took out the butterfly knife he carried with him, opened the packaging bag with one knife, and searched hard inside. He quickly found the tightly packed No. [-].

He sighed, and threw No. [-] to the ground. There must be two hundred grams in this small bag.

Shipping such a small number of grams means that there is already a distribution network. If it is just a whim and wants to make some quick money, it will definitely go up by one kilogram.

"Brother Changmao, this time I admit it, this bad boy is secretly selling goods behind my back."

"But he's not from Xinghe. Besides, even if he's from Xinghe, even if the messengers know about the delivery of dwarf mules, they'll be used to it."

Fei Mao threw the goods in his hand to the ground, and within a few seconds of standing up, he thought of his words.

It's really unreliable to give birth to this bastard with a big mouth, but he has a good mouth. Many turtle experts in Xiangjiang recognize this guy and only buy what he has.

No matter what Changmao said, he had to protect him.