Hong Kong drama begins with Liang Kun

Chapter 99 The feeling of falling from a height

If you only talk about acting skills, Watson, an undercover policeman, must be a god-level existence. He faces so many complicated situations every day and faces all kinds of people.

If Li Qiankun didn't know Watson's undercover identity in advance because he was familiar with the plot of the movie, he would definitely be deceived by Watson, and he might be killed by Watson in the end.

But now, with Watson as an undercover policeman by his side, Li Qiankun can not only use his identity to do things for him, but also present all his business in front of Watson, so that Watson can report these things Give O a note, so that my image in the police force can be higher.

After meeting with Maijia that night, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

At this time, all the sites in Mong Kok have all fallen under the management of Hong Xing.

The twelve teams sent by Li Qiankun are re-discussing with the bosses of these venues about the right to watch the venue, and hope that these bosses can consider cooperating with Hong Xing.

At the same time, Lei Yaoyang also led his troops on the road of revenge.

Hua Liang, the Mong Kok speaker of He Yi Tang, was finally released after spending 30 hours in the police station.

And just as he walked out of the police station, a younger brother came over and whispered, "My elder brother asked you to go over and have a chat."

"Who is your elder brother?" Hua Liang was very sleepy after staying in the police station for so long, so he urgently needed to take a good rest and didn't want to chat with others at all.

But this younger brother continued to add: "My elder brother is Lei Yaoyang, he has evidence that you have cheated He Yitang by making false accounts."

"Fuck, where is that bastard?" Hua Liang scolded angrily when he heard this.

Seeing this, the two younger brothers from Heyitang who also came to pick up Hua Liang wanted to prevent Hua Liang from going to the appointment by himself.

But Hua Liang knew very well that if it was revealed that he cheated the society with false accounts, the society would definitely not forgive him, so he wanted to see what Lei Yaoyang wanted to do.

Under the leadership of younger brother Lei Yaoyang, Hua Liang came to the roof of the sixth floor.

"When we met at a place like the top of the building, I saw that you had no place to cover yourself, and you pretended to be a big brother in front of me. If I knew you were a white-eyed wolf, I would have hacked you to death." Hua Liang rushed upstairs. Lei Yaoyang cursed loudly.

Lei Yaoyang was watching the night scene in front of the rooftop, when he heard Hua Liang's voice, he immediately turned around, walked up to Hua Liang and said solemnly: "Let me correct you, I am no longer a member of Heyitang. Now let me introduce myself formally, I am Hong Xing Yaoyang."

"Go to Hong Xing, what the hell is going on with the account book?" Hua Liang slapped Lei Yaoyang's outstretched hand open, and continued to yell.

Lei Yaoyang smiled contemptuously, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and said casually: "I was in charge of your accounts back then, so it's not difficult to make a copy, right?"

"What exactly do you want?" Hua Liang saw that Lei Yaoyang was a bit cultured, so he asked Lei Yaoyang to manage the accounts of the hall, so after this conversation, Hua Liang has thoroughly confirmed that Lei Yaoyang really has With his handle.

Lei Yaoyang snorted softly, then walked to the roof and continued: "Did you know? Whenever I stand by the roof, I will think of my pony."

Hua Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and then something strange appeared on his face: "I didn't cause you to fall from the building alone, the culprit was Sang Biao, the leader of the Hexing Club, now, the mahjong parlor downstairs is Sang Biao If you want to take revenge, go directly, why are you doing so many tricks?"

Lei Yaoyang's complexion changed, and his expression suddenly became gloomy. He walked up to Hua Liang, smiled charmingly and said, "Ever since my son died, I have been obsessed with the feeling of things falling from high altitude."

As soon as the words fell, the two younger brothers beside Lei Yaoyang immediately lifted Hua Liang high and threw them downstairs...

It was just past nine o'clock in the evening. On the first floor of the Hexing Mahjong Hall in Mong Kok, more than 40 mahjong tables were filled with customers, and the business was extremely prosperous.

And on the second floor of the mahjong hall, Sang Biao from the Hexing Club was sitting at the table, yelling excitedly: "Li Qiankun, this bastard, is playing tricks and occupying us while we are all being asked by the police to question us." If it's not my own property, I'm afraid it will be occupied by that bastard."

"Why, taking advantage of our absence, I think that guy must have colluded with the police and is deliberately messing with us." The newly appointed Mong Kok spokesperson of the Hesheng Society also cursed angrily.

"No way? Li Qiankun really has such a great ability to make the entire West Kowloon Anti-Mafia Team cooperate with him?" Hong Letang's speaker sighed.

Sangbiao slammed his fist on the table and said angrily: "Whether it is or not, Li Qiankun must die anyway. The members of our twelve clubs unite, and I don't believe we can't kill Li Qiankun."

"Yes, let's unite and kill Li Qiankun together."

"That's right, everyone is now an ally on the same front, and we must be consistent with the outside world."

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All of a sudden, the room on the second floor was full of shouts, and everyone was in the same hatred, vowing to drive Li Qiankun out of Mong Kok.

Sangbiao also kept looking at the talkers in front of him. When he saw Hongle's Sezailong, he suddenly said displeasedly: "Sezailong, why don't you say a word? Don't you want to kill Li Qiankun?" ?”

"I think, of course I want to," Se Zilong sighed and continued: "But if you want to do this, I have no objection, but I can't do it myself, and I don't have the strength to do it."

"Hmph! How can you be the talker when you let others' ambition destroy your own prestige? Could it be that we, the twelve club talkers, are afraid that Li Qiankun will fail if we unite?" Long cursed.

But Se Zilong always looked disapproving, leaning on the back of the chair and smoking a cigarette: "Where are the twelve talkers here? Have you ever studied?"

Sangbiao gave Se Zilong a white look, and then glanced at the people on the table again.

It was only then that he remembered that there were only [-] association leaders who came to the meeting today, and Hua Liang from Heyitang had promised to come, but he still hasn't been seen...

"Where did Hua Liang from Heyitang go? Did he want to be a turtle just like Sezilong?" Sangbiao shouted at the crowd, insulting Sezilong at the same time.

And at this moment, an object suddenly fell from the air, and it happened to land on the door of the mahjong parlor on the first floor.

Everyone who was having a meeting on the second floor also noticed this abnormal situation, so they hurried to the balcony to see what happened.

"Is it Hua Liang? Fuck, it's really Hua Liang!" Sangbiao shouted in surprise.

(End of this chapter)