Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 83: Chapter 83
(Thank you Jin De for your reward, thank you book friend 1873 for your reward, and thank you for your support!)

In the Shengji Restaurant, there was a surge of people, and the sloppy-dressed short mules filled the tables in the lobby, yelling loudly on the chairs.

Feimao and his brother occupied a table by themselves, smoking and chatting.

These people all saw the scene where McCaw broke up in Hung Hom just now.

"Brother Cat, Young Master Le was able to beat the God of Plague, McCaw, back. It's really amazing."

The little brother first poured a cup of tea for Feimao, and said excitedly.

These words can be said to speak to the hearts of everyone, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the plague god McCaw and the ax Jun, are the most prosperous new stars in recent years.

In the eyes of Dwarf Mule, they are hotter than Dillon.

Who wouldn't want to enter Yau Tsim Mong and become the new Axe Jun, God of Plague McCaw, drive a luxury car, live in a villa, and sleep with Miss Hong Kong.

In the eyes of Feimao, the young master Le was a helpless move.

After suffering in Jingyi, there will never be a day of success, and it is not impossible to pass other prefixes.

Lao Xin is recruiting people in Tseung Kwan O, but he has to start from scratch.

This is unacceptable!
After working in Jingyi for seven or eight years, he had earned the title of Old Fourth Nine. If he wanted to start from Blue Lantern, he might as well kill him.

In fact, everyone here has the same problem.

There is actually not much difference between mixed prefixes and mixed companies.

It's useless to be smart and strong, no one appreciates you, and everyone treats you as air.

Before, it was rumored that the young master Le killed Lao Xin's leader Taro Biao in Tuen Mun, and they still didn't believe it.

After all, the news in the arena is true or false, and things that pretend to be the limelight also happen from time to time.

But now everyone here believes that Yutou Biao was laid down by Lin Huaile, otherwise, Laoxin would not have sent McCaw, God of Plague, to ambush Young Master Le.

"Brother Le!"

"Brother Le!"

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Just when everyone had their own ghosts, Lin Huaile, who was dressed in a neat suit, walked into the restaurant with his boys.

The short mules present, no matter how arrogant they were usually, stood up one after another and greeted Lin Huaile warmly as he walked forward.

Lin Huaile waved as he walked, and came to the main table, motioning for everyone to sit down.

"There's only water on the table. It's really a rush. Young and Dangerous people drink tea, so if you want to drink it, you're still drinking!"

"Drink!"

The manager standing aside heard that Lin Huaile was going to serve wine, and immediately gestured to the waiter wearing a cheongsam with foreign wine in his hand to let the wine be served on the table.

Eight waiters walked out from the serving aisle, and each table was served a bottle of unknown brand of foreign wine.

In the night market of dry catering restaurants, you can always get some OEM products, such as Kuangli beer and donkey brandy.

Of course, Feimao and the others are illiterate, they don't know English, and they can't drink well. They can't even drink beer on weekdays, let alone these expensive foreign wines.

After the wine was served, the dishes began to be served.

Due to the large number of people who came, the original plan to put three tables in the box fell through.

"Lin Sheng, these are the red envelopes in the box, some of them were taken away, and these are the only ones left."

The manager put the red envelope in the box on the table, glanced at the lobby, and continued: "Originally there are eight tables."

"But as there are more and more people, I will ask the back kitchen to prepare more."

"Barely enough, I don't know you?"

He hesitated to speak here, waiting for Lin Huaile's reply.

Lin Huaile picked up the red envelope on the table, and then put it in Xie Lan's hand.

"Very good, go to my company to check out tomorrow."

"Close the restaurant, there should be no business today!"

After Lin Huaile finished speaking, he stood up straight. The wound on his back was still aching, but he ignored it. Instead, he picked up a glass of wine and coughed lightly at the crowd who were eating and drinking.

Everyone gradually stopped what they were doing, wiped off the oil on their mouths, and sat upright, because they knew that the big show was coming.

"Everyone who came here today is running after me, Lin Huaile."

"Over the file is a big deal, of course we have to think about it carefully."

"I, Lin Huaile, have only one sentence, follow me, and I will bring my brothers to enjoy the scenery together."

"Everyone drives a Porsche, has money, a horse to sleep in, and an apartment for the kids."

Lin Huaile picked up the wine glass and said to everyone.

When talking to the dwarf mules, you don't need to be too elegant and profound, you must let them know that there are any direct benefits from following you.

Because Sheng Kee Restaurant is a remodeled tenement building, the lobby space is limited, and only eight tables can be seated.

Situ Haonan and his group couldn't form a table alone, they could only sit among the people he recruited.

Seeing that Brother Le had finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding, and then gave Feimao beside him a wink.

Flying Cat understood in seconds, and realized that he was acting as a trustee. He immediately stood up, picked up his wine glass and shouted loudly: "Brother Le, I am Zhang Xun, the respectful Flying Cat."

"Today I voluntarily worship under your sect, Brother Le, and the fifteen younger brothers under me are also willing to worship under Xinghe's sect."

"Wash all your body and become Xinghe's disciple."

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, came to Lin Huaile's table, took out the red envelope that he had prepared from his bosom, and knelt down.

The red envelopes that have passed the file are particular, most of them are 330 six, which means making a fortune in a smooth manner.

Of course, if you offend your enemies and want to find someone to protect you, that's another matter.

Mutual benefit and reciprocity, take a good omen, that's it!
If it hadn't been for Situ Haonan's prepayment of the resettlement allowance in advance, 330 and 36 yuan would be a bit of a struggle, and it is very likely that [-] will be used as the top number.

Seeing someone knowledgeable about current affairs, Lin Huaile walked out from behind the table, took the red envelope from Feimao, put it in his pocket, and said, "Zhang Xun."

"Today, I worship under Xinghe Lin Huaile's sect, cleanse Jingyi's body, abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"We are all brothers in the four seas, and the righteousness of the Hongmen is always in our hearts."

"Take charge of the military power and restore the Ming Dynasty, and the Tiangang Dizhi will help you."

"Become Four Nine, drive out the Tartars, and help the Hongmen!".

This set of door worship poems was learned by Lin Huaile, just to deal with Kaixiangtang.

Feimao looked solemn. Seven years ago, he also knelt in front of the statue of the Fifth Patriarch who respected Yituo and vowed to make a name for himself.

But the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, and he wandered around the world for seven years, but he didn't make a name for himself.

Today is his last chance.

After all, you can only pass through once, and the three-surname house slaves have a bad reputation!

"There is treachery and loyalty in the oath, brothers all over the world are the same, loyal and loyal to the prince, treacherous ministers turn against their bones and die under the sword."

Feimao kowtowed to Lin Huaile, and then recited Hongmen's oath.

Lin Huaile turned sideways and only accepted half a salute.

The Qing Gang has mentors and apprentices, and Hong Men are brothers.

Zilai is a line of the Qing Gang, a large area of ​​Hongmen, although there are big men who worship the door, but everyone is brothers, regardless of seniority.

He, Lin Huaile, was only accepting apprentices on behalf of the patriarch, so he had to give up half of his body.

　Goodnight everybody

　　
　
(End of this chapter)