Hong Kong variety show: This gangster is so wicked he's practically wicked.

Chapter 40 Godfather, you struck first, so don't blame me.

Shanghai Street.

Walden Nightclub.

It used to be Chen Mei's office, but now it belongs to A Le.

There were only four people in the office: A-Le, Gao-Qiang, A-Ze, and Lan-Ming.

Gao Qiang was leisurely eating his dinner.

Lanming sat beside him, smiling obsequiously from time to time.

Ah Le was on the phone:

"Smoke Shovel, you're something else! You dare mess with my godson?"

"Ah Le, Gao Qiang attacked first."

"He cracked my father's skull open. I'd even fight you if this got to Brother Fei Hong and Uncle Deng."

"Compete? You want to start a war with Wo Shing Wo?"

"No, it's a misunderstanding."

"The old man was drunk, knocked on the wrong door, and had a misunderstanding with Gao Qiang. Who knew he was on our turf?"

"The old man's head was also smashed. I will give Gao Qiang 16800 yuan for medicine, and that will be the end of it."

"You don't want to cause trouble for Brother Haolong and Uncle Deng again, do you?"

"Don't let this little thing affect the relationship between the two clubs."

Are you threatening me?

"How could I dare? Everyone knows that Jordan Lok has a powerful godson who can destroy Hong Tai without hesitation."

"Alright, I'll give Fei Hong face."

"Bring the money to Shanghai Street today, and this matter will be settled."

"If you come again next time, you won't be so lucky."

Ah Le hung up the phone, looked at Gao Qiang eating, and smiled.

He never thought he could use this small matter to take advantage of the situation and break into Temple Street.

The reason for infiltrating must be one that Deng Bo supports, and one that even Hao Long won't interfere with.

Otherwise, if they manage to break through but can't hold their ground, it's a complete waste of money.

He was pleased with the strong execution capabilities.

The instructions were given in the morning, and the operation was carried out in the afternoon. What a shrewd strategist!

However, he was finding it difficult to control the knife.

Ah Le walked over to Gao Qiang's side, pulled up a stool, and sat down:

"Ah Qiang, Yan Chanle said it was a misunderstanding and will give you 16800 yuan for medicine to settle the matter."

Gao Qiang nodded.

This was somewhat expected.

Didn't they also pay compensation to people first when Hongtai was involved last time?

Very few people will start fighting directly; it's all about negotiating, negotiating, and negotiating again.

Then repeat this process until a price is found that both parties agree on.

Gao Qiang lowered his head and ate a few more mouthfuls of rice, chewed a few times, then took a deep drag on his cigarette, stuck the remaining cigarette butt into the lunchbox, and tossed it gently into the trash can.

"I'm going back to the place, Godfather."

He was about to leave when he said that.

There's also a guy named Lanmingquan here, who's reluctant to reveal his fishing plans.

Ah Le smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and pointed at Lan Mingquan, saying:

"Knowing you're short-staffed lately, I'll have Ah Quan help you; he's a very capable fighter."

"Yeah?"

Gao Qiang looked pleasantly surprised and started laughing as he watched A Le and Lan Mingquan.

Even a terrible life can be met with a smile.

However, he had a fleshy face, and his smile looked even uglier than his crying.

Help me? I'm more likely here to spy on me.

Suddenly, Gao Qiang slapped Lan Mingquan's third leg.

Lanming instinctively used his hand to block, pushing Gao Qiang's hand back and assuming a fighting stance.

His face, which had been plastered with a fake smile, now turned fierce.

This guy isn't here to work for me at all. He's so wary; he's definitely an undercover agent.

"Haha, Brother Le was right, he wasn't exaggerating. Ah Quan reacted quickly, he must have practiced."

Gao Qiang patted Lanmingquan on the shoulder with a smile, and Lanmingquan lowered his fists and put on a smiling face.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Brother Qiang."

"As long as you're satisfied." Ah Le patted the two of them on the shoulders:

"If you do this job well, I'll promote you two to higher positions."

Lanming nodded gratefully, while Gao Qiang asked:

"Brother Qiang, so who's in charge between us?"

"Of course you're in charge. Ah Quan is just your assistant. You just need to make arrangements for him," Ah Le said.

Gao Qiang probed again:

"The training there is very strict, I'm afraid he won't be able to stick with it."

"Then you two think of a way. I just want to see things get done." A sinister smile appeared on Ah Le's face.

"Alright." Gao Qiang had no choice but to accept this undercover agent.

He knew that his honeymoon period with Ah Le was over, but fortunately, he had managed to win over his subordinates to his side during this time.

Then Gao Qiang confessed everything to Lan Ming:

"Come report at 11 a.m. tomorrow. I'll have Ada show you around first."

"Received, Brother Qiang." Lanmingquan nodded in agreement.

……

Cointreau Hotel.

Room 1018.

Lian Haodong was sitting on the bed, looking at the woman in front of him with a relaxed expression.

The woman's attire was much simpler than when she met Gao Qiang a few days ago.

Blue-gray jeans and a black denim jacket—it seems like she's deliberately using an outdated outfit to suppress her beauty.

The woman crossed her arms, her face expressionless, and stared intently at Lian Haodong.

Lian Haodong took a note out of his suit jacket and handed it to her:

"Madam, you don't want your boss to know that you're a compulsive gambler and have a mountain of debt to gangsters, do you?"

Lei Meizhen paused for a moment; those words sounded familiar.

She took the note and looked at it; it was another IOU, but the amount was much smaller than Gao Qiang's.

Only 100,000.

If a complaint is filed with the police, she will at most write a written explanation and return the money.

She tentatively asked, "What do you want?"

Lian Haodong looked Lei Meizhen up and down, licked his lips, and pointed to the bathrobe by the bed, saying:

"Go change your clothes, I'm afraid you're carrying a listening device."

Lei Meizhen snorted coldly.

Did Lian Haodong learn this technique from Gao Qiang?

However, Gao Qiang is much more upright than Lian Haodong.

The informant reported the conflict between Gao Qiang and PTU in Temple Street to her. After investigating, her opinion of Gao Qiang changed a lot.

Lei Meizhen picked up the bathrobe from the bedside and glanced at it.

Lian Haodong actually thought she had given in, and pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

However, before he could even hug her, a dark gun barrel appeared in front of Lian Haodong's eyes.

"You dare assault a police officer? You'll be shot!"

Lei Meizhen said coldly.

Lian Haodong realized he had acted impulsively and raised his hands.

Who can blame them when this woman is so beautiful, has such a great figure, loves to gamble, and is a police officer?

Most importantly, she is aloof and intimidating, which arouses a strong desire to conquer her.

"Your approach is too outdated."

"Trying to trick me? Look at yourself in the mirror, see how pathetic you look."

"The money will be sent to you, or you can file a complaint against me."

"I don't care."

After saying that, he put away his gun, turned around, and left in one swift motion.

She felt that Lian Haodong was far inferior to Gao Qiang. Even someone as handsome as Gao Qiang didn't threaten her, so how dare Lian Haodong?

Lian Haodong, who had his hands raised, was a little confused. She wasn't afraid? That's not how it's portrayed on TV.

She even seemed to be cursing at me!

……

On the rooftop of Paris, a dreamlike place.

It's late at night, and most office workers are already asleep.

But the nightlife in Tsim Sha Tsui is just beginning.

"Wing-zai, Ah-ji, you two take turns following Blind Hui and Xiao-hui. Don't let them find out. If anything happens, call me anytime."

"Iron Arm, the place is in your hands now."

Gao Qiang, standing on the rooftop railing, gave instructions to the three people beside him.

Cao Dahua was sent by him to investigate the Chang Le Society.

"Understood, Brother Qiang." Yizi and Tiebi obeyed unconditionally.

Ah-Ji was wearing sunglasses, his arms were crossed over his chest, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The first job Gao Qiang assigned him was to be a bodyguard, which was incredibly boring.

His skills have improved recently, and he can't wait to go out and have a good fight.

Yizi thought for a moment and asked:

"Brother Qiang, if they're in danger, should we intervene?"

Gao Qiang pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

"Don't make a move unless it's life-threatening, a disabled person, or a woman being raped. I want to catch them in the act."

He wasn't Blind Hui and Xiao Hui's nanny, and he couldn't protect them 24/7.

The best approach is to use them as bait to lure out influential figures from the Chang Le Society, and then eliminate them completely.

Gao Qiang was also able to take the opportunity to complete A Le's mission.

If we act rashly, and the other side has a large and powerful force, it would be a waste to lose one person.

"If they're going to kill someone..."

Ah-Ji, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke.

"Then kill them all, leave no one alive!"

Gao Qiang's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he made a throat-slitting gesture.

This is his bottom line, and no one can cross it.

A wicked smile crept across Ah Ji's lips; things were starting to get interesting.

dong dong dong-

The iron gate to the rooftop was knocked on.

Gao Qiang turned his head to look.

The two Fiends clung to the door, their smiling heads peeking out, their adoring eyes sending a chill down Gao Qiang's spine.

Godfather, you struck first, so don't blame me.