Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

When they walked into the morgue, Ni Yongxiao and his uncle immediately saw Ni Kun lying alone on the transparent refrigerator in the middle.

After seeing this scene, Ni Yongxiao finally couldn't control his emotions anymore. He hurried to the refrigerator and shouted:
"dad."

It’s a pity that Ni Yongxiao’s cry will not receive a response.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Even a strong man like Ni Yongxiao couldn't help but shed tears when he saw his father's body lying quietly in front of him.

In order to prevent his lips from trembling more violently, Ni Yongxiao pursed his lips tightly, but even so, his uncle next to him could still clearly hear the sound of his teeth chattering and his clenched fists, with a creaking sound at the joints.

Seeing this, the third uncle couldn't help but sigh and put a hand on Ni Yongxiao's shoulder:
"Yongxiao, Third Uncle won't advise you. Third Uncle is also very sad."

"Master Ni Kun has been dressed up by the undertaker. He looks very respectable."

Although Ni Kun, who was lying in the refrigerator, was completely bloodless and extremely pale, the undertaker's skills were very good. Apart from that, there was no sign of death. His voice, appearance and smile seemed as if he were alive. This could be considered the last bit of dignity given to the deceased.

Ni Yongxiao raised his hand and patted the hand of his uncle on his shoulder. Finally, he looked at his uncle and shook his head:
"Uncle San, I'm fine. Dad is a gangster. He himself and I have always said that it is enough for him to live to this age. There is nothing to regret."

"Dad wouldn't want to see me depressed because of his death."

"Uncle San, I know you are worried about your family and those villains outside who are ready to make trouble, but let's put these things aside for now. I want to hold a funeral for my father first."

Uncle San didn't say much after hearing this. Now that Ni Yongxiao was back, he was the boss. No matter what Ni Yongxiao decided to do, Uncle San would support him.
"Okay, I'll prepare it as soon as possible."

the next day.

The weather today is a bit gloomy. Although it is not raining, the dark clouds cover the sun, and the sunshine cannot shine through. It seems that the atmosphere of the whole world has become low and gloomy.

On the outskirts of Tsim Sha Tsui, a funeral was being held to mourn the leader of the largest gang in Hong Kong Island, Ni Kun.

The scene in the mountains was extremely grand, with hundreds of luxury cars circling the mountain roads and a team of nearly 10,000 people standing in neat rows outside. They were all wearing the same black uniform with a bunch of white flowers on their chests, and even their facial expressions were uniformly gloomy.

This was just the outer field. In the center, there were bunches of pure white wreaths placed there. Three funeral bands played instruments and sang here, mourning the sorrow and singing about Ni Kun's past achievements.

In front of Ni Kun's crystal coffin, one person after another held incense in their hands and offered it to Ni Kun. If an ordinary person saw such a scene, he would probably be scared silly.

Because none of the people offering incense in front of them have low status. It should be said that people with unqualified status are not qualified to come here to worship Ni Kun at all.

All of these people who offered incense were members of the Ni family or bigwigs of some social organization.

Ni Yongxiao was seen holding incense in his hand, dressed in mourning, walking to the coffin, inserting the incense into the fire, and bowing three times and kowtow nine times.

"Yongxiao, don't be sad."

After Ni Yongxiao came down, his sister came to comfort him. Ni Yongxiao shook his head and took a heavy breath:

"Sister, don't worry, I'm fine."

Then, just as the two began to reminisce about the past, an inappropriate voice suddenly rang out.

Ni Yongxiao and his third uncle turned their heads and saw a slightly fat man, about 1.6 meters tall, with a flat head and a kind face, like an ordinary uncle.

However, no one present really thought of him that way, because that person was Han Chen.

Han Chen walked up to Ni Yongxiao with a smile on his face, and put one hand on Ni Yongxiao's shoulder. The two seemed to be very familiar with each other, and said with a smile:
"It's been many years since we last met, Master Ni Yongxiao. You are getting more and more handsome. Oh no, you should be called Master Ni Yongxiao now. Now that Ni Kun is dead, you should take this position."

At this point, Han Chen's originally smiling face suddenly changed and became somewhat gloomy, as if he was lamenting the death of Ni Kun:
"Although Uncle Kun is gone, I, Han Chen, have never forgotten his kindness. If it weren't for Uncle Kun's promotion, I wouldn't be in this position now. It's a pity that I didn't have time to repay his kindness."

"Yongxiao, you are Uncle Kun's child. Since I haven't repaid his kindness, I can only repay it on you. I am willing to support you in continuing to manage the Ni family."

After hearing what Han Chen said, Ni Yongxiao smiled and patted Han Chen on the shoulder:

"You have a heart."

And at this moment, a very strange team came towards this side.

There were four people walking in front of the team. They all looked older. They were all wearing black suits and had a bouquet of white flowers on their chests. It was obvious that they were also here to burn incense for Ni Kun.

These four people were known to everyone present.

The person walking in first was a man with slightly gray hair, a slightly high hairline, a ring on his hand, a gold earring on his ear, and a face that looked a little kind, but no one present thought so, because he was the representative of one of the four major families, the black man.

The other three are naturally self-evident, they are Guohua, Wenzheng and Gandhi.

The leading black man raised his left hand, and the group of younger brothers following him all stopped, respectfully handed incense to the four of them, and lit it.

Afterwards, the four of them held incense, walked to Ni Kun's coffin, bowed, worshiped, and inserted the incense in their hands into the incense burner.

After they finished paying their respects, Ni Yongxiao strode forward. In Ni Yongxiao's view, his father had passed away and now he had become the head of the Ni family. This was a funeral as well as a ceremony for the transfer of power.

If Hei Gui, Wen Zheng, Gandhi, and Guo Hua, like Han Chen, came to talk to Ni Yongxiao and expressed their willingness to support Ni Yongxiao in taking charge of the overall situation, then Ni Yongxiao would regard the four of them as his own people.

If not...

It's a pity that when Ni Yongxiao walked up to the four of them, they just looked at Ni Yongxiao, smiled and nodded, and said some words asking Ni Yongxiao to mourn and accept the loss, but did not mention a word about your effective control over the Ni family.

Because, in the minds of the four of them, they all had the same idea:
"You, Ni Yongxiao, are not qualified to manage our four major families. No one here has the qualifications, except for Ni Kun who is lying in the coffin. Unfortunately, the dead cannot issue orders."

"You, Ni Yongxiao, a junior, want to step on our heads?"

"This is a joke."

The funeral lasted for a whole day until sunset, when everyone gradually dispersed. During this period, many people, except the four major families, expressed their willingness to support Ni Yongxiao to take charge of the Ni family.

Ni Yongxiao looked at the four people leaving, his eyes revealing a cold light, extremely cold, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning like a beast choosing its prey:
"Since I've given you the opportunity to express your opinions, but you're unwilling to do so, don't blame me for turning my back on you in the future."

It was not until everyone left that the Third Uncle, who had been standing next to Ni Yongxiao, showed a hint of anger on his face:

"The four major families really don't know what's good for them. Their actions show that they don't take you seriously."

Ni Yongxiao raised his hand and interrupted what his uncle was about to say. There was not only a hint of emotion in his words, but also an incomparable calmness and stability:
"It's okay, Third Uncle. Since they don't want to take sides, let them go. They will be dealt with when the time comes. It won't take too long."

"Now that Dad's funeral is over, it's time for me to get down to business."

"To fight against foreign enemies, we must first stabilize the country. There seem to be many different voices in the family. I have to sort them out first before I can avenge my father."

Ni Yongxiao said this, then turned his head to look at his uncle and said solemnly:

"Uncle San, while I am reorganizing the family, you can go to the black market and spend some money to investigate who the murderer of my father is."

At this time in Tsim Sha Tsui, the Ni family's villa was very magnificent. As far as the eye could see, there was an open-air swimming pool. In the distance, there was a small courtyard filled with lush and rare plants.

In this huge villa, almost every three or four steps, there is a bodyguard in a suit and leather shoes watching there. Each of them has a sturdy figure, wearing sunglasses on his face, and a firearm in his waist pocket, always aware of the danger around him. At this time, in the study room inside the villa, Ni Yongxiao was wearing a pair of big glasses on his face, wearing a suit and sitting on the sofa, with an open book on his lap, reading quietly, as if he was a scholar immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

"Crench."

The door of the study opened and a middle-aged man in a suit walked in. This man was Uncle San.

Ni Yongxiao did not raise his head to look at his uncle, but continued to sit there and asked his uncle:
"Uncle San, have you gotten any news from the black market?"

Third Uncle sat on the sofa opposite Ni Yongxiao, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp. His expression was not very good:
"I have already offered a reward on the black market, but there has been no news about the killer so far. It seems that the killer is hiding very well."

"Also, I have one more thing to inform you of. The people from the four major families are really getting more and more restless. They should have handed in their financial funds two days ago, but we were still handling the master's funeral at that time, so we didn't take care of it. But until now, no one has sent the financial funds. I'm afraid they really have other intentions."

"We have a lot of businesses under our Ni family, many of which are handed over to the four major families. Although they don't control the core economic lifeline, they are definitely a considerable amount. If the four major families really have other intentions and take our business and start a new business, then things will be difficult to handle."

When Uncle San said this, his face was full of anger, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

He really didn't expect that the people from these four major families would be so arrogant. When Master Ni Kun was still alive, they were as docile as four family dogs.

But now, Master Ni Kun has only been gone for two days, and he has already started to do this. It is obvious that he wants to turn against us. He is really an ungrateful person who can never be tamed.

"Yongxiao, we have to act quickly against these four major families. Otherwise, if we wait until they take action first, we will miss the opportunity."

Ni Yongxiao nodded, slowly closed the book on his lap, picked up the cloth on the table and wiped his glasses, and said calmly:

"I had already seen it two days ago, but I was just waiting for the four major families to give them a chance. But since they didn't seize this opportunity, don't blame us for taking action against them."

"Uncle San, go contact the leader of Liansheng Tsim Sha Tsui, Dongguan Zai. I want to talk to him and borrow some people from him. Then we can get rid of the four major families."

After hearing what Ni Yongxiao said, the third uncle's face suddenly showed shock. However, since the third uncle was able to stay with Ni Kun for so long, he must have his strengths. He soon understood what Ni Yongxiao was thinking.

Ni Yongxiao wanted to get rid of the four major families. This could be said to be an internal matter of the Ni family. Generally speaking, they would not ask other people to intervene. Except for the four major families that had not surrendered, other forces belonging to the Ni family were willing to support Ni Yongxiao to continue managing the Ni family.

In this situation, all you need to do is integrate these forces to get rid of the four major families. Although it is not an easy task, it is not impossible. It just takes a little more effort.

But the actual situation is not like this. Although these people have supported Ni Yongxiao to a certain extent verbally and even in action, the human heart is difficult to guess. Even the most resourceful person cannot see what is in a person's mind.

Therefore, in the current situation, even those forces that support them cannot be trusted. Instead of trusting those who are likely to stab them in the back, it is better to trust those who are bought with money and established in employment and contractual relationships.

Immediately, the way Third Uncle looked at Ni Yongxiao changed, as if he saw in him the powerful and strategic figure of Ni Kun in his youth, and he couldn't help but curl up a smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Uncle San believed that it was an absolutely correct choice to have Ni Yongxiao lead the Ni family, and that this boy had a promising future.

Uncle San nodded to Ni Yongxiao, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and stood up from the sofa:
"I'll contact them right away."

on the other side.

The He Liansheng Tsim Sha Tsui Hall is very luxuriously built. There are many rare and precious herbs displayed outside. They are extremely special and all rare treasures. There are also several small courtyards built on the aisles, and even a few grapes planted, but it is not the season yet.

There are many bodyguards in black patrolling at the door. The security force is like an iron wall. Not even a fly can fly in. This is also the residence of Dongguanzi.

At this time, Dongguanzi was sitting on his sofa, looking relaxed and contented. He took out a cigar from the cigarette box, cut it open with a click, slid a match, lit it, and puffed out smoke, feeling very comfortable.

Then, when Dongguanzi was enjoying this wonderful time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a burly man walked in. He was wearing a black suit and had a fierce look on his face. It was Dongguanzi's younger brother Daozifeng.

Dao Zai Feng strode to Dongguan Zi, then bowed, his face without any emotion, and said lightly:
"Boss, I just received a call. The eldest son of the Ni family, Ni Yongxiao, wants to meet you."

After hearing Daozaifeng's report, Dongguanzi's face showed doubt. He took a puff of the cigar in his mouth, letting the smoke puff out. Then he pressed the cigar into the ashtray and turned it vigorously.

"Now that Ni Kun is dead, the Ni family will naturally be taken over by his eldest son, Ni Yongxiao. However, it seems that we have no relationship with Liansheng and Ni Yongxiao, and there is no grudge between us."

"Why did Ni Yongxiao contact me at this special moment?"

After thinking for a while, Dongguanzi still couldn't come up with a conclusion, so he looked at his younger brother Daozifeng, but Daozifeng also shook his head:

"During the call, they didn't say what they were contacting the boss about. They just said that Ni Yongxiao had booked a table at Tianhe Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui and asked the boss to come over."

After hearing what the younger brother said, Dongguanzi took the wine bottle on the table, filled his goblet with wine, drank it in one gulp, and narrowed his eyes:
"Since the head of the Ni family has invited me to dinner, I naturally cannot fail to give him face. Go and help me warm up the car."

After receiving the order, Daozifeng nodded, bowed and walked out.

Tsim Sha Tsui, Tianhe Restaurant.

The restaurant here is bustling with people coming and going, with many guests dining inside. The air is filled with the aroma of various refined foods and fine wines, which whets one's appetite.

The business of this restaurant is extremely popular, and the guests are no ordinary people, all of them are well-known figures. This restaurant has almost become one of the must-go dining places for successful people in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Downstairs in this restaurant, the sounds of singing and clinking glasses are endless, but on the top floor of this restaurant it is unusually quiet, and you can see the whole view of Tsim Sha Tsui at a glance.

With the bright moonlight covered with a layer of white gauze in the sky tonight, and a sip of aged wine, one looks very elegant.

In the room on the top floor, Dongguanzi and Ni Yongxiao sat opposite each other. The table was filled with delicious food, which made people's mouths water. Standing next to them were only their two close confidants, Sanshu and Daozifeng.

Dongguanzi shook the goblet in his hand, the wine swirled in the glass, raised it to Ni Yongxiao, drank it in one gulp, picked up the chopsticks and began to taste the dishes on the table, while eating he asked:

"I wonder what the current Ni Da boss wants to talk to me about?"

"It's impossible that you specially set out a table of food to treat me alone because you became the head of the family."

Ni Yongxiao nodded. In front of him was a teacup filled with the finest Longjing tea. He did not drink the wine, but drank it in one gulp and started eating the food:

"Dongguanzi, I'm a straightforward person, so I won't be polite with you. You should have heard about what happened in my Ni family recently. Now that I'm the head of the family, the people under me, especially the four major families, are a little restless."

"I want to form my own team. As for the old people from the previous batch, I plan to remove them, but they are unwilling to leave this position, so I thought of asking you for help."

After hearing what Ni Yongxiao said, Dongguanzi smiled, but it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or thinking about something else:
"You want to manage your people well. Of course I support you. However, Liansheng and I are not a charity organization. If you want my people to work for you, don't you have to pay us some wages?"

Ni Yongxiao nodded, stretched out four fingers, and placed them in front of Dongguanzi:
"Of course. As long as you can help me visit the four major families, I will let you handle their business."

Dongguanzi couldn't help but be surprised after hearing the profit given by Ni Yongxiao. After all, the business under the four major families was to help the Ni family to distribute goods.

He is now willing to hand over this kind of work to outsiders. The sincerity shown by Ni Yongxiao can be said to be huge. At the same time, Dongguanzi also admires Ni Yongxiao's courage, but this matter is not something he can decide alone.

Dongguanzi stopped using his chopsticks, his face solemn:

"The greater the interests, the greater the involvement. The four major families are deeply rooted in Tsim Sha Tsui, and it is not so easy to get rid of them. I can't promise you this right away. I need to go back and think about it."

Ni Yongxiao was not in a hurry, but just nodded lightly:
"I'll wait for your answer."

The reception ended in just a few words. No one had eaten much of the food on the table. Dongguanzi quickly returned to his own hall, took out his phone from his pocket, and quickly dialed a few numbers on it:
"Hey, boss, I have something to report to you."

"Today, Ni Yongxiao from the Ni family contacted me. He is willing to hand over his bulk cargo business to us, but the prerequisite is that we help him get rid of the four major families." (End of this chapter)