Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

Uncle Kuan sneered, took a step back, leaned against the coffin, and said in the tone of an elder: "There are many things that you don't know about, and you can't resist. This is not something you can participate in.

I will take care of your father's career, and you can just go back abroad and continue to be your eldest young master.

Now, you can go. "

After saying that, Uncle Kuan raised his hand to Michael as if he was dismissing a servant.

Uncle Kuan never took Michael seriously from beginning to end. In his opinion, he was just a young boy hanging out abroad, and there was no way he could threaten his status.

Uncle Kuan turned around, faced the coffin, looked at Xu Wanhe's body inside, and sighed.

"Boss"

Uncle Kuan opened his mouth and said.

However, he didn't see that right behind him, Michael's eyes were staring at him with a fierce light and murderous intent.

Michael stretched out his hand to the golden retriever Wennan, who took out a dagger and put it in Michael's hand.

Then Michael took a step forward, covered Uncle Kuan's mouth with one hand, held the dagger with the other hand, and stabbed Uncle Kuan in the heart.

puff.

There was a muffled sound as the flesh was punctured.

The moment of great pain made Uncle Kuan want to scream, but his mouth was tightly covered, and he could only make a whining sound from his throat.

Michael looked ferocious at this time, like a demon from hell.

He held the handle of the knife tightly, stabbed it inside a few more times, and then turned the dagger harder, messing up the wound.

Uncle Kuan was already old, and it was a vital part like his heart. He stopped struggling in just a few dozen seconds.

Michael pushed Uncle Kuan, who had lost his breath, onto the coffin.

He took a deep breath, then pulled Uncle Kuan's hair, pulled his head up, and whispered in his ear:
"This is my kingdom, old boy."

After speaking, Michael took a few steps back, shook his neck, and adjusted his collar and tie.

Upon seeing this, Jinmao Wennan and Agui immediately walked over, carried Uncle Kuan's body into the coffin, piled it with Xu Wanhe's body, and then closed the coffin lid.

Seeing all this, Michael's face showed no expression.

There was only one thought in his mind

From then on, he had the final say on the bridge.

On the seaside, a small yacht is docked at the pier.

The yacht was firmly tied to the shore, rising and falling with the waves.

There were two people in the cabin, namely Michael in a black suit and the temple boy in a gray suit.

Zui Yanbo is not a gang member, but a big shot in the police, managing a large area such as Daqiaotou and Dingzhuang.

"Uncle, please sit down."

Michael took out a bottle of good red wine from the wine cabinet, opened it, took out two goblets, and poured a glass each for himself and Uncle Zui.

Michael sat down on the sofa, took a sip of red wine, and said, "Uncle, our house is next to Jianguo Market. There is a large open space."

However, the handsome man did not take up the conversation. Instead, he took off his glasses and wiped them with concentration, without even touching the red wine on the table.

Seeing this, Michael's expression remained unchanged and continued: "Actually, what I want to play is reconstruction, so I am thinking about integrating the entire market.

If the integration is successful, more than one billion will not be able to escape. "

Michael looked at Uncle Zui confidently. He believed that after hearing this number, Uncle Zui would not be able to refuse his proposal.

The porter wiped his glasses, put them in his suit pocket, then knocked on the wine cabinet behind him and asked an unexpected question:

"It should be made of cypress? It looks very good."

Immediately, Uncle Zui looked at the interior decoration of the yacht and said, "Didn't you spend a lot of money to buy such a luxurious yacht?"

Michael heard the subtext of the uncle's words, so he took out a wad of bills from under the table and slapped it directly on the table.

The handsome man glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to pat the counter.

Michael licked his lips and took out another wad of bills and slapped them on the table.

He looked at Uncle Zui.

But the temple boy still didn't nod. He moved around in his seat, sometimes touching the sofa and sometimes patting the counter.

Michael took a deep breath, took out another wad of money, and slammed it on the table.

At this time, there were already three thick stacks of money on the table. These were all Taiwan dollars with a face value of one thousand, which added up to more than one million.

"Then I need to ask uncle for a favor."

As Michael spoke, he picked up the goblet and drank the red wine in one gulp.

The handsome man glanced at the three wads of banknotes, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.

Then he coughed, stood up, and opened the gauze curtain at the door of the yacht.

Standing at the door and looking at the sea outside, Uncle Zui waved to Michael and said, "Come on, come here."

Michael put down his wine glass, followed his uncle out, and stood on the deck.

"When it comes to this Jianguo market, just one month's management fee is a considerable sum. If you want to intervene, it's very difficult for me to do it."

The handsome man held his hands on the railing of the yacht and talked eloquently, "The Yong Sang I know is actually not incomprehensible.

Your father has just left and you have just taken over his position. No matter what, you should at least pay attention to the rules left by the previous generation. "

Hearing this, Michael felt disdainful and said: "The rules can be changed. What are the rules when I am living abroad?"

Michael spread his hands, rubbed his thumb and index finger together, made a money gesture and said:

"Money is power."

Then he clenched his five fingers into a fist.

"Money can make a fool of himself."

Michael wore a large solid gold ring on his little finger and a string of gold bracelets on his wrist. Together with his words, he looked very convincing.

The handsome man nodded and said, "You are right, money is power.

But this is a bend, and each corner has a different way of doing business.

From the standpoint of our police force, as long as you don't use too drastic measures, I don't have any objections. "

There was a smile on Michael's lips. This was what he wanted to hear from his uncle.

"What's inside."

The handsome man glanced inside the yacht and said calmly: "I will find someone to get it."

After saying this, Uncle Mouzui suddenly changed the topic and said in a calm tone:

"One more thing, Michael, this is not a foreign country. This is not how we play. I have the final say in the rules. Do you understand?"

The concierge sneered, patted Michael on the shoulder, and left the yacht.

Michael showed his ambition and strength, although the uncle liked the money he took out.

But the way Michael spoke and acted made Uncle Zui a little unhappy.

This is completely different from the previous generation's way of doing things that Uncle Zui is familiar with.

After the concierge left, Michael stood on the deck, motionless for a long time.

His face was as dark as water, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

"Boss."

At this time, Golden Retriever Wennan came over.

Michael took a breath and said: "If we want to integrate the Jianguo market, I think we need strong partners."

"What about Yong Sang in Dingzhuang? Jianguo Market happens to be their territory."

Golden Retriever Wennan said.

Michael recalled how Yong Sang left Xu Wanhe aside at his funeral.

He shook his head and said: "Yong Sang is too old, an old guy who can't keep up with the times, there is no need to cooperate with him.

Times are different now and I have a new goal. "

"Who is it?" Golden Retriever Wennan asked.

"Jianhe Association, the new boss is Ah Bad."

Michael took out a cigar, lit it, took a puff, and ordered: "Go to the Health Association and help me make an appointment with their boss, Ah Bad, and tell him that I have something important to discuss with him."

"It's the boss, I understand."

Golden Retriever Wennan nodded and left the yacht. Michael smoked a cigar, exhaled a large cloud of smoke, and whispered to himself: "In this new era, I have the final say."

In his mind, the faces of Yong Sang, Zui Yanbo and other people flashed through his mind.

"And you old stubborns will all be swept into the garbage heap."

Michael sneered silently.

On the other side, Golden Retriever Wennan got into the car directly after leaving the yacht and drove all the way to the Health Club headquarters.

The headquarters of the Health and Fitness Association is a luxurious villa that looks very grand.

Golden Retriever Wennan got out of the car and walked towards the door.

"who?"

At the door, a young man in a black suit, wearing sunglasses and a headset stopped Wen Nan.

"I'm from Daqiaotou. Our boss wants to discuss business with your boss, so I'll invite him." Golden Retriever Wennan said without fear.

Hearing that it was a boss-level matter, the boy at the door didn't dare to neglect, said "Wait a moment" and walked in.

In front of White-haired Ah Bad's office.

dong dong dong.

The younger brother knocked on the door.

"Come in." Ah Huai's voice came from inside.

The younger brother opened the door and walked in. He saw the white-haired Ah Bad sitting on the boss's chair with his legs on the desk, puffing away contentedly.

"What's the matter?" Ah Huai asked nonchalantly.

"Boss, there is a guy at the door. He claims to be from Daqiaotou. He said that their boss wants to discuss business with you." The younger brother said respectfully.

"Oh? Daqiaotou came to find me?"

The white-haired bad guy became a little interested.

He knew that Daqiaotou was a corner close to Dingzhuang. He also knew that Xu Wanhe, the previous boss of Daqiaotou, had passed away some time ago and that the current boss was his son Michael.

However, since there was no friendship, Ah Huai had no intention of developing in the direction of Daqiaotou for the time being, so he did not go to the funeral.

"Bring people in."

Ah Bad ordered.

"Yes, Boss." The younger brother nodded and walked out of the office.

Soon, Golden Retriever Wennan entered the office.

After entering, Golden Retriever Wennan's attitude was completely different from that at the door, and his posture was very low.

As soon as he saw the white-haired Ah Bad, he immediately bent down, nodded, and said respectfully: "Brother Bad."

Ah Huai nodded and asked, "What business does your boss want to discuss with me?"

"Bad brother, how can I know what the boss is thinking? You'd better talk to him face to face."

Golden Retriever Wennan scratched his head and said.

"Alright."

Ah Bad flicked away the ash from his cigarette and asked, "Where is the meeting place?"

“West Leica Restaurant.”

Golden Retriever Wennan gave the address of a Western restaurant.

"Okay, I understand. You go back and tell Michael that I will go see him." White-haired Ah Bad said.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave."

Golden Retriever Wennan bent down again and left the Health Association headquarters.

"The bridge, Michael."

The white-haired Ah Bad was sitting on the boss's chair smoking a cigarette, thinking about these names in his mind.

the next day.

The white-haired Ah Bad was wearing a silver-gray suit. He adjusted his tie, walked out of the office, and said to the braided brother Ah Biao and the bald Ah Zheng outside:

"Stop playing around and go out with me to do errands."

These two guys were playing poker with other boys. After hearing Ah Huai's instructions, they immediately put down the cards in their hands and stood up.

The braided guy, Abiao, was buttoning his suit and asked, "Boss, what are you going to do?"

"Michael, the boss of Daqiaotou, came to discuss business with me." Ah Huai said.

"Daqiaotou? What good business can they have?"

Said braid brother Abiao.

The strength of Daqiaotou is similar to that of Dingzhuang, but is much inferior to that of Beiguan.

Now that the North Hall has been destroyed in the hands of their Jianhe Association, braided brother Abiao naturally looks down on Daqiaotou.

"You'll know if you go there." White-haired Ah Bad said.

In fact, according to his character, he was originally not interested in these businesses. However, since he became Sheng Jiale's subordinate, Bai Mao Ah Bad wanted to develop the Jianhe Association to a bigger one in order to gain Sheng Jiale's appreciation. .

Therefore, he readily agreed to the invitation from Daqiaotou Michael.

"You guys pack up and come with us."

Bald Azheng said to the younger brothers around him.

"Yes."

Then the group left the Jianhe Association headquarters.

The white-haired Ah Bad drove his big gray Lamborghini and rushed out at the lead.

Behind them are the sports cars of braided brother Ah Biao and bald Ah Zheng.

As for his subordinates, they drove commercial vans and were left far behind.

Wanwan city center, Xi Laikasi Restaurant.

There was a roar on the street, and a gray car drove over quickly.

A crunch.

The Lamborghini stopped steadily at the entrance of the Western restaurant, showing its excellent braking ability.

The car door opened, and Ah Hui, who had a head of white hair on his head, got out. He straightened the wrinkles on his suit and looked at the sign of the Western restaurant.

At this time, there were two more roars, and the sports cars of braided brother Ah Biao and bald Ah Zheng also drove over.

The two got out of the car and stood next to the white-haired Ah Bad.

"Let's go in and meet the new boss of Daqiaotou."

As the white-haired Ah Bad said, he led the two of them into the western restaurant.

At the door of the restaurant, golden retriever Wennan was waiting here. When he saw Ah Bad, his eyes lit up and he said:

"Bad brother, you are here, our boss is waiting for you inside."

"Lead the way."

The white-haired bad guy nodded and ordered.

The golden-haired Wennan walked in front, and the white-haired Ah Bad and three others followed him. Soon they saw Michael sitting by the window of the restaurant.

Michael was wearing a black suit. The well-tailored suit highlighted his tall and thin figure, making him look very neat.

Golden Retriever Wennan walked up to Michael and whispered: "Boss, the bad guy from the Jianhe Association is here."

Hearing this, Michael raised his head and looked at Bai Mao Badai.

Then he stood up, smiled, held out his hand and said, "Hello, Michael."

"Ah bad."

The white-haired bad guy shook hands with Michael and suddenly grinned without warning.

However, Michael had obviously investigated Ah Bad before and did not show any surprise.

"Let's sit down and talk."

Michael and Bai Mao Badai sat down on their seats.

Ah Huai waved his hand and said to braided brother Ah Biao and bald Ah Zheng: "You two go and find a place to sit down."

"Yes, Boss." (End of Chapter)