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Chapter 198: Loyalty and righteousness lead to wealth and splendor; unfaithfulness and unrighteousness are reflected in this lotus flower

Deng Wei's hand petting the puppy suddenly tightened. Although he was looking at the soup bowl in front of him, he couldn't help but glance at Chuan Bao and Lao Gui Xi from the corner of his eye.

He actually died like that.
"woo woo woof"

The puppy's whimpering made Deng Wei suddenly wake up. He let go of his hand and looked up at Zheng Jirong. His eyes that were always calm and composed seemed to be a lot cloudier at this moment.

"Arong."

"eat!"

A low shout suddenly rang in his ears. Zheng Jirong stared at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you eat?!"

Deng Wei pursed his lips and looked at him and asked, "Do you really want me to die?"

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong threw away the handkerchief, stared at Deng Wei and said with a smile: "Uncle Deng, you will have to pay it back sooner or later if you go out to hang out."

"Look at you, you are so old and you are still sitting on the Grand Master's chair giving orders."

"The world has changed now, and your tactics no longer work."

Deng Wei was silent for a long time and then nodded and said: "Old Gui Xi and the others are already dead. If you stop here, I promise to let you be the talker in the next term."

"I can do it if you ask me to do it?"

Zheng Jirong pretended to be confused and said: "Aren't the speakers for us and Lian Sheng elected by the nine districts? They are fair and transparent, but how can we listen to your wishes? The position of the speaker seems to be whoever you want to do. Can it be done?”

"I don't understand what you are talking about," Deng Wei said with his eyes widened: "If you continue to make trouble, we will definitely start a fight! Then there will be no business! No one can help you!"

"Don't help! Don't help!"

Zheng Jirong shook his finger and said coldly: "I'll eat as much as you come! After you finish eating, I'll make a new one myself - He Lian Sheng!"

"Do you know what you are talking about?" His words seemed to completely ignite Deng Wei's anger. The old guy suddenly stood up, pointed at Zheng Jirong and said solemnly: "If you want to bring down the society, no one will agree. All All your brothers will beat you.”

"Hit!"

Zheng Jirong spread his hands and sneered: "Let's see who of us dies first!"

"."

After taking a few deep breaths, Deng Wei took the dog leash and walked out. Without looking back, he said: "If you insist on starting a new one, I will prepare two coffins, one for you and one for me."

However, as soon as he reached the gate, he was surrounded by his men standing on both sides. Zheng Jirong's sarcastic voice came from behind,
"Old man, you don't naively think that I will let you out so easily, do you?"

"you!!!"

Deng Wei suddenly turned around and looked at the man with a mocking face, "You have already committed a taboo by killing Chuan Bao and Lao Gui Xi. Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me again!"

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

Zheng Jirong came over and put his arm around Deng Wei's shoulders, took him to the window, pointed to the two tall buildings outside the restaurant and said: "The two buildings are eight meters apart, and there is a wire rope tied in the middle."

"Uncle Deng, you have been playing balance for so many years. I guess a small case like walking a tightrope won't be a problem for you, right? After all, you know balance best!"

"you you you"

Deng Wei looked at the ten-story building not far away, and held Zheng Jirong's arm tightly with trembling hands, "If you do this, no one will believe you in the future!"

"shush"

Zheng Jirong raised his finger to his mouth, lowered his head and said coldly in Deng Wei's ear: "I don't need others to obey me, I just want them to be afraid of me."

"Ayi, take Uncle Deng upstairs to play trapeze."

"Zheng Jirong! You won't end well if you do this!"

Deng Wei wanted to curse some more, but two burly men had already lifted him up and dragged him out of the restaurant.

Listening to the scolding that was getting away, Zheng Jirong smiled contemptuously, then looked down at the little pug who was looking around on the ground. He saw Deng Wei's back being carried away, and when he was about to follow, a He pinched its neck and lifted him up from the ground.

"Do you also want to accompany him?"

Zheng Jirong stroked the puppy's chin and smiled: "Don't be sad, you are just a dog. If one owner dies, it will be better to find another one."

After saying that, he carried the pug and walked to the table of other uncles. He saw each of them sitting upright, looking at the beef bone soup in front of them with confused expressions about whether they wanted to eat or not.

Zheng Jirong chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone. In fact, I came to the elders today to discuss something."

clap clap.

After he clapped his hands, the door of the box next to him suddenly opened. Surrounded by Sonny and the Twelve Young Masters, Long Gen walked out tremblingly, along with Tsuen Wan leader Big D.

At this moment, he was staring at the corpse of the old ghost on the ground with hatred. This bastard was a die-hard loyalist of Ah Le. He always opposed them in Tsuen Wan every time they had meetings. Seeing him die so miserably, the depression in Big D's heart was swept away. , I just feel extremely happy inside.

On the contrary, when Long Gen saw the bodies of Lao Guixi and Lao Guixi on the ground, he felt inexplicably sad. He secretly thought that if he had not always supported Ah Rong, there would be one more corpse on the ground.

Seeing the puzzled looks cast by the uncles, he concentrated his mind and said to them: "What Ah Rong wants to discuss with you is actually very simple. Times are changing so fast now. In order to adapt to the trend, I think we and It’s time for Lian Sheng to make some changes.”

"Not long ago, New Territories talker Lao Dong had a heart attack while drinking. He had a heart attack and went to the emergency room. I think everyone knows that. Fortunately, Lao Dong has two talkers, otherwise their club would be in chaos."

"I'm thinking it's not good for our club to have only one talker for so many years."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zheng Jirong took over the conversation and said to them:
“Although there aren’t many societies with two-partners outside these days, I have to say that if we and Liansheng want to continue to grow, dual-partners are a very good way.”

"If something happens to one of them, the other one can hold on."

"Big D and I have already discussed that starting from tonight, we will officially reform Lian Sheng. From being a single talker to a dual talker, the first talkers after the reform will be me, Zheng Jirong, and Big D." , By the way, the previous system of electing ministers every two years must also be changed into a lifelong system."

He looked at Big D and nodded with a smile: "As long as nothing happens to the speaker, he can always sit in that position."

After finishing his words, Zheng Jirong looked around at all the uncles present and slowly said:

"After I have finished speaking, who is in favor and who is against?"

After hearing this, all the uncles looked at each other in shock, and then Shuangfan Dong Lenglao and others raised their hands one after another and said: "I agree."

Following their lead, the rest of the people also raised their hands in agreement one by one. There was also an uncle who did not agree with the double-talker. However, from the corner of their eyes, they saw the gangbang and the old ghost on the ground, and they could only sigh inwardly. In one breath, a show of hands in approval.

After seeing that everyone at the two tables raised their hands in favor of the two-person system, Zheng Jirong nodded with satisfaction. He clapped his hands again, and a group of people walked out of the box carrying black suitcases.

They placed the suitcase on the table, and after opening it, it was filled with banknotes. Looking at their surprised expressions, Zheng Jirong explained with a smile: "It is always rude to ask the elders to come over in the middle of the night. The money should be treated as such." As a gift to my uncles, there are more than 400 million here, 20 for each of you."

Big D held his head high and said immediately, "A-Rong and I paid for this money together. Don't be polite. I think you all know what to do with the money."

After he finished speaking, Zheng Jirong no longer cared about these old guys. He put his arm around Big D's shoulders and said, "Now that the old guys have been dealt with, it's time for us to get down to business."

Big D nodded clearly. Just when Zheng Jirong thought he had agreed, Big D suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Ah Rong, wait a minute. There is one more thing I want to take care of tonight."

"Oh?" Zheng Jirong asked curiously: "What is more important than killing people?"

"Uh hahaha", Big D rubbed his head awkwardly and smiled, then said: "Everyone outside knows that I am your eldest brother Ah Rong. I think we might as well take advantage of this good day and become brothers with different surnames. how?"

"Sworn vows."

After Zheng Jirong took a deep look at Big D, the corners of his mouth raised and he said, "Okay!"

In the Mong Kok branch of He Lian Sheng, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall was solemn and solemn.

Zheng Jirong and Da D each held an incense stick and stood in front of the statue of Guan Erye. Incense curled up from the incense burner on the altar, adding a touch of mystery and sacredness to the solemn atmosphere.

Under the gaze of many uncles, Zheng Jirong took the lead to take a step forward. His eyes were serious and the corners of his mouth were pursed tightly and he said:

"As evidenced by Mr. Guan, from today on, the two of us have the same knife edge and can't fight with each other. We can't fight each other. Whoever hits one of us outside, we will hit him together!"

"Unite, revitalize and win together!"

"If you want to fight, I will be the first to fight in Guanxi. If you want to pay, I will be the first to pay in Guanxi!"

"No matter who they are, we will fight them! If we don't compromise, we will make them afraid! We will fight them until they run away!"

"Let those bosses come to us on their own. Mr. Guan will bless you!"

"Second Lord Guan bless you!"

Big D also came forward at this time, holding burning incense in his hand, staring at the second master and saying seriously:

"Since I was nominated on the gold list, I will be loyal to He Liansheng!"

"Today Jinlan is sworn brother, and we will treat each other with sincerity and sincerity for the rest of our lives!"

"Loyalty and loyalty will lead to wealth."

"If a woman is rebellious and has a beginning but no end, God will summon her, ghosts will stand next to her, three knives and six eyes, five thunders will strike her head, and her retribution will be clear, and both humans and gods will learn from it!!!"

After finishing speaking, both of them put the burning incense in their hands into the incense burner.

At this time, Long Gen came over with a needle in his left hand and a rooster bowl in his right hand. The bowl was filled with wine. Big D took the silver needle, pricked his finger and dropped the blood into the bowl, and then poured the blood into the bowl. The silver needle was handed to the other side.

Zheng Jirong took it and pricked his finger like him and dripped two drops of blood into it.

Under the gaze of everyone in the ancestral hall, Big D picked up the bowl and took a sip, then handed the bowl to Zheng Jirong.

Zheng Jirong took the wine bowl and drained the wine in one gulp under Big D's gaze.

After he finished drinking, he tipped the wine bowl upside down, stared at Big D, and said word by word:

"Loyalty, righteousness, wealth and glory."

Crack!Zheng Jirong smashed the wine bowl to the ground, pointed at the fragments on the ground and shouted:

"Unfaithfulness and unrighteousness shine upon this lotus flower!"

late at night.

In a villa in Jordan.

A Le was waiting quietly in front of the phone. His face was expressionless and stern, but from the tightly held hands, you could feel the great uneasiness in his heart at this time.

"Daddy," Danny suddenly trotted down the stairs.

A smile appeared on Ale's face when he saw him. He touched his son's head and asked, "Why are you still up so late?"

"I woke up from a nightmare." Danny wiped the sweat from his face, held Ale's hand and said, "Are you going to work overtime tonight? You used to go to bed very early."

A Le nodded, touched Danny's face and smiled: "Go back to the room and sleep. I will take your Xinji for breakfast tomorrow. Don't you like their crab roe buns the most? Remember to get up early tomorrow."

"Okay." Danny immediately grinned when he heard this. After he agreed, he jumped back to the room.

Looking at his back, a deep look of worry appeared in Ale's eyes. He had been hiding his true identity from Danny. In Danny's eyes, his father was just a bar owner, and his biggest hobby was... Fishing, as for other things, Danny knew nothing about it.

As a club brother, he didn't know how long he could hide it like this, or how long he could stay with his son.

In the early years when Danny's mother was still alive, she had tried to persuade him to withdraw from the world of martial arts many times. However, the world of martial arts was never about to quit. After so many years, he had worked hard all the way from a stinky fourth-nine to the leader of the first district, and now he is still one step away from being able to do so. Become the speaker of the community.

He absolutely cannot tolerate his failure at this time. As long as he can be the talker, he is willing to pay no matter how much he has to do.

Ding Ding Ding! ! !
The phone at the desk suddenly rang, and Ale suddenly picked up the phone.

"Where are they?!"

"All dead?! Big D is here too?! Where are they now?"

"It's a double talk. Okay, I understand. You should gather all the people immediately and wait for my news. Also"

"Inform Yutoubiao and the others now, and tell them that if we don't take action, everyone will be dead at dawn!"

Snapped!
A Le hung up the phone heavily. His eyes were full of cruelty at this time. An hour ago, all the uncles were kidnapped by Zhen Guanxi until they had their backbone. Although it was his territory, no one else could enter.

But he knew very well the idea of ​​suppressing Guanxi. It was nothing more than coercion and inducement to let a group of old people hand over the position of the talker to him.

However, he is not worried about this matter. It is true that these uncles have the right to speak, but it is a bit natural to use them to force the leaders of various districts to recognize Zhen Guanxi as the talker.

But he still underestimated the brutality of Zhen Guanxi. A few minutes ago, Uncle Deng fell from a ten-storey building and fell into pieces. According to the news from his subordinates, he and the old ghost had several fights. The body has been loaded onto a truck and taken to the dock.

And what surprised him the most was the idea of ​​the double-talker proposed by Zhen Guanxi. He actually used such a simple pretense to win over Big D.

Damn, he knew Big D was stupid, but he didn't expect to be so stupid. He dared to conclude that the first person Zhen Guanxi wanted to kill after becoming the talker was Big D.

This guy doesn't even think that a man who can defeat Yau Tsim Mong and is known as the "Emperor of Kowloon" would be willing to share the position of the speaker with others? !

After thinking for a while, he took out the faucet stick and account book from the leather bag beside him. In order to avoid a long night and dreamy dreams, after the meeting in the afternoon to confirm the identity of his current speaker, he went to Chuiji to take the faucet of the speaker. The sticks and account books are here!

He raised his hand to call his subordinate Aze who was standing at the door. This man had been his confidant for so many years and was absolutely trustworthy.

A Le handed him the faucet stick and account book, and told him:

"Take the stick to Deep Town."

"If you lose tonight, you won't hand over the stick, you won't hand over the account books, you won't hand over anything damn!"

　A little less today, a little more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)