Xi B could never have dreamed that a "minion" from Dongxing that he had asked Chen Haonan to help Jiang Tiansheng get rid of would actually lead to such a mess.

However, it was just Xi B's bad luck. Huoshan wanted to get to the top, which required not only the support of the prince, but also some "fame", and the best way to gain fame was to "chop down" some old predecessors.

Hongxing and Dongxing were mortal enemies, but Crow and Smiling Tiger had a good relationship with Hongxing's Crazy Dong, so the two sides were "peaceful" for a while.

Now Smiling Tiger ran away, Dongxing was leaderless, so some restless brothers began to get restless.

Huoshan naturally couldn't afford to provoke Lin Dong, but he needed a "significant" person to establish his authority, and Xi B and Shan Ji happened to be such people.

Xi B didn't need to be mentioned, because it was him who asked Chen Haonan to chop Huoshi to death before, and Shan Ji was now an "experienced baby" in everyone's eyes. Who wouldn't want to take a bite?

So the pitiful Xi B inexplicably became Huoshan's tool to "establish his authority".

In order to make it more logical for him to get the support of the prince, Huoshan sent the new generation of fat corpses from Dongxing to Stanley to kill Xi B's gang. In this way, he would have fame and support.

In a bar in Dongxing, Huoshan shook his head and said to the yellow long-haired man in front of him: "Fatty, this time whether we can regain our face in Dongxing depends on you."

"Brother Huoshan, don't worry, I will take care of it." Fatty nodded.

At the same time, in a bar in the Netherlands, Smiling Tiger looked at Lei Yaoyang in front of him and said speechlessly: "Are you really not going back?"

"Haha? What are you going back for? Earn Hong Kong dollars? I earn US dollars here." Lei Yaoyang said with a look of disdain.

Smiling Tiger said awkwardly: "What do you think about Crow?"

"What else can I think? Now that Thunder God has fallen, I have already discussed with Crazy Dong about East Star." Lei Yaoyang shook his head.

Smiling Tiger said unwillingly: "Then you will let the prince push Huoshan guy to the top?"

"What does that have to do with me? You are the leader of East Star now, right?" Lei Yaoyang said with a smile.

Smiling Tiger: ? ? ? ? ?

At this time, Smiling Tiger had already begun to think about retreating. After all, the situation in Hong Kong was getting more and more wrong. When Crow was there before, it could still deter some people with bad intentions, but now that Crow has fallen, all kinds of monsters and demons have come out.

"Alas, I am too lazy to go back now." Smiling Tiger said helplessly.

When Lei Yaoyang heard what the other party said, he immediately asked curiously: "Why? Now you are the nominal leader of Dongxing."

"What's the use of being a leader? Now the people below are restless. If you want to shock them, it's impossible without a ruthless person." Smiling Tiger shook his head.

Lei Yaoyang: "What do you mean?"

"I might as well learn from you. In this world, making more money is the kingly way." Smiling Tiger said bitterly.

At this time, the clubs in Hong Kong have begun to become chaotic, and there are even some foreign devils supporting them, so now the bigger clubs are getting bolder, and even people from Daiwan want to come here to fish in troubled waters.

But fortunately, the people from Daiwan are not as extreme as Lei Gong this time. Most of them come for the prosperous film market in Hong Kong.

Smiling Tiger also realized at this time that Hong Kong is now a place of right and wrong, so he thought of running to the Netherlands as soon as he was discharged from the hospital.

"Haha, you are not stupid." Lei Yaoyang smiled and said.

He knew from the beginning that something was wrong in Hong Kong, but he didn't have the strength of Lin Dong, so running away was the best choice. If he continued to stay in Hong Kong, he would fail sooner or later.

While the two giants of Dongxing were plotting a way out in the Netherlands, Ma Jiaohong was persuading several elders in Dongxing, Hong Kong, to promote Jiu Wenlong to the top.

"Uncle Zhong, Dongxing is leaderless now, and it's time for a capable person to take the lead."

Faced with Ma Jiaohong's words, Uncle Zhong, the uncle of Dongxing, was silent for a moment and then said, "How long will it take for A'long to come out from Thailand?"

"He will come out next month." Ma Jiaohong said confidently.

Uncle Zhong was a little worried and said, "Will it be too late for him to come out now?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, as long as he comes out to wave the flag, there will be many people in Dongxing who will come out to support him." Ma Jiaohong continued to lobby.

Uncle Zhong nodded: "I will discuss it with others."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhong."

After leaving Uncle Zhong's house, Ma Jiaohong was very excited. Her man was coming back.

At the same time, in a prison in Thailand, Dongxing Jiuwenlong, a man with his own background music on a rainy night, was in prison with a man wearing glasses next to him.The man in the mirror is chatting.

"Along, you are a smart man. Short mules have no future. You are still young and have the opportunity to avoid this path."

Jiu Wenlong, who looks like Chen Haonan, nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Qian."

"Haha, I thought I was also a powerful person in the past, but I didn't expect that I would go to the execution ground tomorrow." The man said with a lonely face.

Jiu Wenlong paused: "Uncle Qian, you..."

"The appeal was rejected, and the death penalty will be executed tomorrow." Uncle Qian said self-deprecatingly.

Jiu Wenlong opened his mouth but didn't know how to comfort the other party.

At night, Jiu Wenlong was sleeping soundly, and suddenly heard sobbing. When he got up, he happened to hear Uncle Qian mumbling next to him.

Perhaps he was about to face death, and Uncle Qian couldn't sleep at all at this time.

Before dawn, the prison guards had arrived. Uncle Qian was so scared when he saw the people coming that he grabbed the iron fence tightly: "No, no, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, let me go and I can give you anything."

At this time, Uncle Qian no longer looked like a powerful figure, and all he had was the last instinct to survive.

Seeing Uncle Qian, who used to be so powerful in prison, become like this now, Jiu Wenlong felt bad. He was betrayed by the society and sentenced to seven years in Thailand. If it weren't for Uncle Qian's protection, he would have been beaten to death in there.

"Hey, is this the final fate of the short mule?" Jiu Wenlong couldn't help but mourn for Uncle Qian in his heart.

But what Jiu Wenlong didn't know was that his woman Ma Jiaohong was helping him "recruit soldiers and horses" at this time.

Ma Jiaohong has always been an ambitious woman. She wants to be the woman of the "big brother". Of course, it would be best if this big brother is Jiu Wenlong.

In order to become the boss's woman, she even gave up her own son and took the initiative to hook up with the prince.

She said "I'm just a woman, I just want to survive."

Ahem, of course, this is inseparable from the credit of the prince, the big bootlicker.

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