Hong Kong film: Nephew Director Wong, what the hell is your dragon head?

Chapter 26 Awesome Eight-Sided Event: Fire on the Moon

In Kwai Tsing, inside an abandoned warehouse, several henchmen were smoking and playing cards.

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the dim chandelier hanging from the ceiling to sway, and several figures appeared and disappeared intermittently.

"Bang bang bang!" A knocking sound suddenly came from outside the warehouse. The henchmen immediately became alert, turned their heads in unison, and reached for their waists.

"Who?" the bearded man at the head of the group asked, squinting.

"Brother Niu, it's me, Pighead!" A response came quickly, and Brother Niu and the others finally relaxed.

"Alright, don't be nervous. Those who want to play cards, play cards; those who want to drink, drink. You're such a pighead." Brother Niu waved his hand, then got up, walked over, and opened the door.

However, as soon as the door was opened a crack, a hand suddenly grabbed Brother Niu's collar, followed by a loud bang as the door was kicked open with brute force.

The remaining henchmen were taken aback.

Wang Jianjun placed the gun directly on Brother Niu's shoulder, while Wang Jianguo, holding two Black Star pistols in the corner, also fired wildly: "Bang bang bang bang!"

The hot-tempered men were all caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Forget about drawing a gun; some didn't even have time to scream before they died on the spot.

They lay sprawled in pools of blood.

Brother Niu's eyes widened in disbelief; he had no idea what was happening before Wang Jianjun shot him down again.

He died with his eyes wide open, completely bewildered.

Wang Jianguo quickly stepped forward to check the survivors, his expression vigilant, his eyes scanning the surroundings with extreme caution.

After scanning all the rooms, he said, "Brother, it's done. There are no survivors."

"Another perfect infiltration!" Wang Jianjun chuckled, blowing on the muzzle of his gun that was emitting blue smoke.

Recently, he learned a lot of interesting written language from Wei Chen, which is quite relevant to the current situation.

Then he turned to look at the pig-headed man behind him, who was bound hand and foot and looked terrified:

"Tell me, where is the goods?"

"In the second room, there's a black wooden board inside. Pry it open and you'll find the goods." Pighead trembled, and when he saw the scene in the warehouse, he almost peed his pants in fright.

Damn, these people are so brutal!

Where did that bastard, Boxing King Chen, find all these ruthless people?

If his subordinates are this ruthless, what will he, as the boss, be like?

Thinking of this, Pighead became even more frightened.

Fiery Ming, oh Fiery Ming, why did you have to provoke him?

"All done." A moment later, Wang Jianguo climbed out of the cellar, bringing with him three wooden boxes.

Upon opening it, there was about ten kilograms of goods.

More than ten million.

Wang Jianjun quickly took stock of the situation and patted Pig Head's shoulder with satisfaction: "Not bad, you're quite honest. If I really wanted to get rid of you, I would definitely leave you with a whole corpse."

"No way, boss! I've already handed over the goods, and I've told you where Huobaoming is. Are you still going to mess with me?" Pighead looked at Wang Jianjun in shock.

How can you be so inhuman?

"Whether I deal with you or not isn't up to me, it's up to my boss," Wang Jianjun laughed. "Who told you your boss isn't strong enough to beat my boss?"

With another wave of his hand, he said, "Finish things up, take the goods with you."

……

Wei Chen swallowed up a street of Heng Kee in Tsim Sha Tsui, and his previously dormant reputation rose again.

This time, the name "Boxing King Chen" has spread throughout most of Yau Tsim Mong.

It almost went on fire to the moon.

After all, Hang Kee wasn't famous, but Hang Yiu Man was. He was the war god who single-handedly conquered three streets in Yau Ma Tei back then, and everyone knew him.

The reason why Hang Kwan is what it is today is because of him.

Especially the Huo Baoming brothers, Hengzi Yaowen and Huo Baoming, who were not weak in themselves, were crippled and rendered useless overnight, and were controlled by a Red Pole who had only recently taken over.

This comparison alone is enough to show just how powerful Wei Chen really is.

Meanwhile, Huo Baoming was meeting someone inside a fruit market in Mong Kok East.

"Yaowen, we're practically family. Now that I'm in trouble, you won't just leave me alone, will you?"

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I've already retired from the martial arts world, so who can help you now?" The young man lying in the old chair said helplessly, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Heng Yaowen was indeed powerful a few years ago, but not long after he became the leader, his brothers who fought alongside him mysteriously "disappeared" one by one.

Yaowen sensed something was wrong but couldn't figure it out, so he decisively retired from public life and came here to live out his retirement, which saved his life.

A leader with only a few henchmen under his command, his situation was even worse than that of the gang's 49th brother.

"Brother, although you don't have much power now, you still have influence." Fiery Ming gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you're willing to help me, that Liang Chen, and even Wo Luen Shing, will give you face."

"What do you want me to do?" Yaowen hesitated for a moment before asking. He knew that Huo Baoming was unhappy with him behind his back, but since they were relatives, he couldn't refuse.

"I want to negotiate with Liang Chen! Let's make things clear. At most, I'll pay him off to settle things, but I just want to save face." Huo Baoming stated his intentions clearly.

Negotiation is not an option.

After Zijian's defeat, he wanted to run back to Yau Ma Tei to recruit soldiers and launch a counterattack.

Who would have thought that this bastard, Liang Chen, would act so quickly?

In just one night, their territory was seized and all their trusted men were killed.

Now not only are the goods gone, but my wife has been fucking stolen...

It can be said that the losses were extremely severe.

If Huo Baoming doesn't do something soon, he won't be able to stay in the business anymore.

"That's fine. Although I'm not very familiar with this Liang Chen, I do have some connection with Guan Zai Sen," Yao Wen said after thinking for a moment.

"I can pull up a table for you to talk."

"But I can't guarantee whether it will be successful or not."

"That's good, bro!" Fireball Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

To be fair, Hengji's reputation as the leader is not as high as Heng Yaowen's in the underworld.

Otherwise, Huo Baoming wouldn't have come looking for him.

……

"I know you have big breasts! But you didn't have to keep pressing down on me all afternoon!"

The next afternoon, Wei Chen woke up from the bed cursing and kicked Bobo away.

I almost suffocated from being suffocated by N.

"Brother Chen, you're so angry, do you want me to help you calm down?" Bobo rubbed his eyes and got up.

"No need, go to work." Wei Chen jumped out of bed, yawned, picked up a cigarette, and went to the bathroom.

Now, for convenience, he simply swapped Xiaohong and Bobo's gears.

They treated each other like employees, with a mom and a secretary.

We can now set off fires of all sizes anywhere.

Not long after Bobo blew a kiss and left, his cell phone rang.

"Who is it?" Wei Chen picked up the phone, flicked off his cigarette ash, and almost set the bird on fire.

"Boss, it's me," Wang Jianjun said. "Last night I took care of the pig head and also got over ten million worth of goods."

"Is that so?" Wei Chen asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes." Wang Jianjun nodded and said, "However, it was already quite late when I got back, so I didn't report it immediately."

"Great job, you've done a great service!" Wei Chen was in high spirits upon hearing this.

What does "little brother" mean?

That kind of brother who takes money and does double the work is what makes a truly good underling.

We must give Wang Jianjun an award sometime, so that everyone can see what an outstanding role model is.

"Let's find a place to put it first. I reckon it won't be long before Huo Baoming comes looking for me," Wei Chen yawned again, speaking dismissively.

"Okay." Wang Jianjun nodded, then added, "By the way, what should we do with that woman?"

This refers to Ai Lian.

After bringing her back last night, Wei Chen just left her in his office and hasn't paid her any attention since.

"Send her to the hotel first, and keep an eye on her," Wei Chen thought for a moment, then said.

"Maybe it will come in handy in a while."

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Chen pondered for a moment; he really wasn't prepared on how to use Ai Lian.

However, if Huo Baoming dies, wouldn't it be reasonable for me to take care of him?

I'm quite compassionate (a legacy of Cao Cao).