Hong Kong Movies: If you don’t talk about money, then you should talk about feelings.

"Haha! You've even learned to flatter!"

Chen Yao laughed and scolded, but he felt very happy. After all, who doesn't like flattery?

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly: "Brother Yao, please give me some advice!"

"Okay, I'll give you advice on anything. I'm just making blind analyses. Don't blame me if something goes wrong!"

Ye Feng shook his head repeatedly, "How could that be!"

Chen Yao smoked a cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke: "It's actually not difficult to understand. You've met Miss Fang Ting!"

"The one who went to Tsz Wan Shan last time!"

Chen Yao nodded and continued: "A new generation replaces the old, but Mr. Jiang is loyal and doesn't want to get involved in too much gossip. Do you understand?"

Ye Feng asked in confusion: "Then what should I do?"

Chen Yao came to Ye Feng and said: "You know Hong Le. Secondly, I want to say that even if it's an old person, it's Mr. Jiang's old person. As for the rest, I don't need to say more..."

Although Chen Yao didn't say the rest, Ye Feng also understood.

Two points, one is to sweep away Hong Le, and the other is to listen to the command of the pretty mother!

As the two were discussing, they heard the pretty mother shouting in a sharp voice: "What is this? Kick it away after you've had enough fun? I've had two abortions for you!"

The two looked at each other and told their younger brothers to leave.

After all, this kind of topic was not something they could listen to, even for a 'close minister' like Chen Yao.

After rushing back to Tsz Wan Shan, Ye Feng gathered his men without stopping.

He also closed the door of the Qiankun Boxing Gym and headed towards Mong Kok with his family.

On the way, Ye Feng said to Greyhound: "After we get there, you spread out our people and help me check the forces in Mong Kok and the distribution of Hongle forces."

"No problem, Brother Feng!" Greyhound patted his chest and promised.

"And..." Ye Feng frowned and thought for a while, "When you are free, pay attention to Cun Wang."

"Cun Wang?"

Ye Feng nodded and said: "Yes, Cun Wang, he is also a person appointed by Mr. Jiang, just like me! "

Greyhound thought that Cun Wang was blocking the way, and said with a fierce expression: "Brother Feng, do you want me to secretly bring someone to do it for him?"

Ye Feng's face was full of black lines after hearing this. Why did he want to hang up the other party at any time?

Seeing Greyhound's kindness, Ye Feng said calmly: "Greyhound, if necessary, I will let you do it, but people like Cun Wang are still useful to us!"

"Understood!" Greyhound agreed.

Looking at Greyhound's unchanged face, Ye Feng couldn't help but think, understand? Really understand?

But thinking that he was there, he didn't go into it.

After arriving in Mong Kok, renting a few houses casually, and settling down, Ye Feng called Zhuzaiming.

Appointed a place and waited for Zhuzaiming to arrive.

Half an hour later, Zhuzaiming arrived late, wearing a pair of ripped jeans with a T-shirt, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, looking out of place.

Zhuzaiming said respectfully: "Brother Feng! "

Ye Feng nodded and responded, "Did Brother Yao tell you?"

"I did. I didn't tell the others. It's not convenient in broad daylight. If the police come to make trouble, it will be a big expense!"

"Well, who are they?"

"They are all unemployed vagrants who help people watch the parking lot. Generally, we follow Brother Yao's arrangements, such as drying horses, collecting debts, and making peace!"

Ye Feng patted the railing beside him, "Come and sit!"

Zhu Zaiming nodded and sat directly next to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at Zhu Zaiming and found that he was thin and capable, with bright eyes and a hint of cleverness.

He secretly praised that the person recommended by Brother Yao was not bad!

As for whether they came to monitor him, it didn't matter.

Anyway, Ye Feng was not going to rebel against anyone. It was better to lean on a big tree to enjoy the shade. Making a fortune quietly was Ye Feng's plan.

"How much do you know about Hong Le's affairs? "

Zhu Zaiming shook his head and said, "Brother Du Feng, you are making it difficult for me. Many people in Hong Le are rooted in the Yau Tsim Mong area. You know, Yau Ma Tei, Mong Kok, and Tsim Sha Tsui are all dens of money. We dare not come here without the big brother's order!"

Ye Feng heard Zhu Zaiming's explanation and said no more.

After all, Zhu Zaiming was right. How could a low-level brother come to a place like Yau Tsim Mong easily?

The same gentle place and fast food chicken and duck pens are much higher than other areas.

Just when Ye Feng was thinking about where to inquire about Hong Le.

Arun appeared on the opposite street with vegetables in his hand.

Ye Feng slapped his thigh and thought of Chui Shui Da. Chui Shui Da, an old man who hangs out in Mong Kok, must know something.

Putting his hands on both sides, he shouted: "Arun...Arun!"

Arun, who was carrying a bag and preparing to go home in the distance, turned his head and looked over when he heard the shout.

"Hey! Brother Du Feng! What are you doing here?This?"

Seeing that it was Ye Feng, Arun ran over in surprise, and then asked suspiciously: "Are you here to cause trouble?"

Ye Feng was somewhat speechless.

Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Arun realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Took out the fruit from the bag and handed it to Ye Feng: "Brother Dufeng, eat the fruit. I picked it myself. It's so sweet!"

Ye Feng refused: "Forget about eating fruit. Please help me contact Chuishui Da and tell him that I'm looking for him!"

"Ah... Contact Uncle Da?" Arun hesitated. For so many years, if anyone looked for Uncle Da, it would not be good.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said: "Is there a problem?"

Arun said kindly: "Brother Dufeng, Uncle Da and my sister have had a very difficult life. If he has offended you in any way, my sister and I will treat you to a meal, okay? "

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at Arun, took the mobile phone from his younger brother, and handed it to Arun.

"Although I am a gangster, I am not so uncultured. Don't worry, I am looking for him because I have something to ask him!"

Hearing this, Arun was relieved and hurriedly took the phone and dialed.

Soon, the call was connected. Arun pressed the hands-free button without hesitation, hoping that Ye Feng could hear it clearly.

"Hello, Uncle Da, this is Arun, where are you?"

But the person who answered the phone was not Chuishuida.

But a joint dirty and vulgar laugh: "Haha, it turns out to be Arun, then where are you? Do you want me to come to you?"

Arun asked without thinking: "Where is Uncle Da? How come his phone is in your hand!"

"He is being massaged by my younger brother, do you want to listen? "

Then came a wail from Chui Shui Ta.

A Run, at a loss, looked at Ye Feng for help.

The latter did not refuse. After all, Chui Shui Ta was still useful to him, and Ye Feng might have to settle down in Mong Kok in the near future.

It is necessary to choose someone to kill a chicken to scare the monkey.

Otherwise, it would be annoying if someone just popped up and yelled at him.

Ye Feng took the phone and said lightly: "Xianshi, this is the season of revival of all things, why are you still like a breeding pig in estrus?"

"Who the hell are you? Dare to meddle in my business?"

"Hongxing poisonous bee!"

"Oh... poisonous bee!" Xianshi deliberately dragged out the tone. "What, are you on base? Are you helping your girlfriend?"

Ye Feng ignored Xianshi's provocation and warned: "I'm protecting Chui Shui Ta, if you know what's good for you, let him go!"

"Hahaha... who do you think you are? It would be better if your boss, Liang Kun, talked to me instead!" Xianshi said sarcastically.

"Okay, you are brave enough, but don't let me find you!"

"Come here if you dare!" Xianshi hung up the phone after saying that.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect that Xianshi had some courage and actually took the initiative to deliver the goods to his door!

"Arun, go buy a pack of cigarettes!"

"Uh.....Brother Dufeng, you..."Arun was stunned.

He thought Ye Feng would teach that Xianshi a lesson, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to just let her buy cigarettes.

Ye Feng waved his hand: "Don't dawdle! Go buy them quickly!"

Arun could only nod and agree.

After Arun left, Ye Feng ordered: "Zhuzai's life is waving the flag. I want to see them in half an hour. Bozai calls Greyhound and Locust and asks them to bring good guys! "

Zhu Zaiming and Bo Zai nodded in succession.

The two found the nearest telephone booth. Bo Zai was fine, as he knew the phone numbers of Greyhound and Locust.

Zhu Zaiming was in a terrible situation, stuffing the coins in his hand desperately.

"Hey, the owner of the number 77213, please gather at the warehouse at No. 13, Bo Lan Street, Mong Kok, Zhu Zaiming..."

"The owner of the number 88413, please gather at the warehouse at No. 13, Bo Lan Street, Mong Kok, Zhu Zaiming..."

Arun bought the cigarettes back soon, "Brother Dufeng, your cigarettes!"

Ye Feng took a look and saw that it was the most expensive Hilton on the street at this stage.

"Where can I put it first? I'll give you the phone number. You are more familiar with this place than I am. Ask your friends if they know the location of Xianshi!"

Arun took the mobile phone and called Cui Xiaoxiao (Sister Thirteen) first, and then contacted the old neighbors.

Forty minutes later, all of Ye Feng's people were present.

Ye Feng handed the wallet to Locust, "Give the travel expenses to the brothers! "

At this time, the boss didn't drive, so he had to reimburse the younger brother for the travel expenses.

The locust thought that they would have to go to other places later, so each group was given an extra ticket.

The four people in a group quickly divided the money.

Ye Feng was getting a little impatient and shouted in the direction of Arun and Cui Xiaoxiao: "Are you done? What about giving birth? Is it so difficult?"

Arun raised his hand and said:"I found out!"

Pulling Cui Xiaoxiao's hand, he ran to Ye Feng and panted: "Mahjong, someone saw Xianshi playing mahjong there, and Uncle Da was there too!"

"Mahjong?" Ye Feng smiled frivolously.

He and Liang Kun had been there many times before.

After thinking it through, Ye Feng murmured: "Xianshi, Xianshi, today I will see how brave you are!"

Waved his hand and shouted: "Mahjong, get in the car!"

Ye Feng jumped on the M1 himself.

Greyhound drove the car and pointed to the back seat and said: "Brother Feng, you got the custom-made knife back!"

Ye Feng took the bag from the back seat.

He immediately pulled out a knife, which looked like a Nepalese army knife, but Ye Feng still liked to call it a dog-leg knife.

"Is it made of a guillotine?"

"Don't worry, Brother Feng, I specially sent my younger brother to watch the whole process. All three knives are modified from the best guillotines."

"By the way, Brother Feng, I also prepared a matching knife sheath!"

With Greyhound's reminder, Ye Feng found the knife sheath from inside.

It's called a knife sheath, but it's no different from a gun sheath.

After putting it on, Ye Feng put his new knife on.