Hong Kong movies: I can see the loyalty value, I am not panicked at all

The night in Korea comes earlier than in China. In the dimly lit warehouse.

Section Chief Jiang was waiting for Li Zicheng, and the person who appeared at the door caught his attention.

"Da Da Da..." The sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden board came from far away.

Li Qing walked out slowly from the darkness with his younger brother. The dim light shone on his face, and there was an indescribable murderous aura.

Section Chief Jiang looked at the person who came, his pupils shrank rapidly, then he leaned back and suddenly laughed.

He knew he was dead, "Ah Xi, I wouldn't have quit smoking if I had known."

Zhang Dongxiu translated in Li Qing's ear. Li Qing smiled after hearing it, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and threw it to Section Chief Jiang.

"Try Chinese cigarettes!"

Li Qing always smoked the special supply of Good Luck, which was considered the best cigarette in Hong Kong.

Section Chief Jiang took the cigarette, and Li Qing signaled his younger brother to light it for him.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a long column of smoke, "Ah, what a good cigarette."

After just a few minutes, Section Chief Jiang threw away his cigarette butt, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at Li Zicheng behind Li Qing.

"Zicheng, you are still degenerate."

Li Qing looked at Section Chief Jiang with amusement and nodded to Jin Dazhong.

Jin Dazhong nodded knowingly, threw down the bag in his hand, and unzipped it.

The bag was full of knives. He glanced at Section Chief Jiang, as if he was choosing the right knife for the meat on the chopping board.

He took out a dagger, looked at it for a while, and blew a breath on the dagger.

Li Qing saw Jin Dazhong's action and glanced at Zhang Qiandan beside him. What the hell is wrong with this.

Zhang Qiandan looked up at the ceiling, with an expression that he was not my fellow villager.

Chief Jiang saw the short Jin Dazhong, smiled contemptuously, and sighed, "The plan is all over!"

He shamelessly took out a gun from his arms and was about to shoot Li Qing.

How could Jin Dazhong, who was already close, do what he wanted? He held up his gun with his left hand and stabbed the dagger in his right hand straight into his lungs.

Several bullets hit the roof. Li Qing slowly walked in front of him, squatted down and looked at Chief Jiang who was holding his wound and gasping for breath.

"Go down and apologize for my brother!"

After saying that, he pointed at the fishing line on the fishing rod, "Strangle him to death."

Jin Dazhong smiled cruelly, put on gloves, pulled the fishing line and wrapped it around Chief Jiang's neck.

A few minutes later, Chief Jiang's body was thrown into the water.

Li Qing glanced at the body floating in the water, and left with his little brother without looking back.

Director Gao on the other side had just said goodbye to his subordinates and was taking a car home.

In the taxi following closely behind his car, Jin Xiaobao and Jin Guoshu fiddled with the guns in their hands.

The driver watched them install silencers on their pistols and was so scared that he dared not say a word.

"Hey, uncle, drive the car next to that car." Jin Xiaobao patted the driver's shoulder.

The driver trembled all over and nodded quickly, "Yeah yeah yeah..." Even his lips trembled unconsciously.

The taxi stopped next to Director Gao's car. Jin Xiaobao and Jin Guoshu leaned out of the window, covered their heads with their hands and carefully identified the people in the car.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and shot at the car neatly.

Director Gao and the driver fell in a pool of blood before they could react.

"Brother, you still have one bullet left."

Jin Guoshu reminded Jin Xiaobao in front.

"Got it, got it!"

Jin Xiaobao looked at the gun, raised it again and shot Director Gao who had fallen in the back seat.

"Hey, Azesi, drive!"

The taxi crossed the railway plank road and drove away.

"Brother, it's done!" Zhang Qiandan put down the phone and said to Li Qing.

Li Qing didn't say anything, just nodded.

He knew that Director Gao was dead, and only the directors of other factions in the Kinmen Group were left.

"Dongxiu, how are the younger brothers in the "North Gate" being reorganized?"

Li Qing took over Ding Qing's shares in the Kinmen Group, and not only other factions had opinions, but even the "North Gate" had great controversy.

The reason was that Li Qing was not Korean, and he had a natural sense of rejection of his leadership.

"Brother, it's almost done. After all, most of the 'North Gate' are Korean-Chinese."

Li Qing nodded, "Get rid of the disobedient ones and transfer a group of younger brothers from Hong Kong. If they don't know Korean, they can learn it slowly.

Also recruit some new younger brothers from South Korea. Don't waste money. After all, they are more familiar with this place than we are."

Li Qing wants to build the Kinmen Group into a Korean version of New World, but the strength of the current "North Gate" faction is not enough.

The method he uses is still to open the way with money. Neither the Korean police nor the government will reject "stupid and rich" foreign businessmen.

Zhang Qiandan responded. Although the situation in South Korea is complicated, it is much better than when Li Qing took over Haojiang.

After all, there is Ding Qing's foundation.

Li Qing returned to Mao Xianmin's villa, and Mao Xianmin had already prepared dinner.

"Just buy it and eat it. There is no need to cook it yourself."

Li Qing stepped forward and kissed the woman's hair, and said softly.

"It's just right that there is nothing to do now."

Mao Xianmin hugged Li Qing's waist and looked up at him and said.

"Well, I'll spend some time with you after this busy period." Li Qing comforted him.

"By the way, has Chen Chengjun still harassed you?"

Li Qing suddenly thought of Chen Chengjun. This guy was not honest when he came last time.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Mao Xianmin's face, which was noticed by Li Qing, who had keen senses.

"how?"

Li Qing frowned.

"This man sends flowers to my house every day, making my parents think that my relationship with him is unusual."

Mao Xianmin was also helpless about this matter. This Chen Chengjun was like a dog-skin plaster that he couldn't shake off.

Li Qing's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He really thought he was the eldest grandson of a Korean chaebol, so I didn't dare to kill him?

"Don't be impulsive, take your time."

Mao Xianmin stroked Li Qing's heaving chest.

"Don't worry, I'm calm, I will slowly kill him!"

Li Qing's eyes flashed, the only one who could defeat the chaebol in Korea was the chaebol himself.

He has inserted a nail into Shunyang since last time. Now is not the time. He has to wait until the nail is inserted into his heart to determine the outcome in one fell swoop.

What he Li Qing wants is to swallow the entire Shunyang one bite at a time until he becomes Korea's new chaebol.

"Come on, let's eat."

Mao Xianmin looked at Li Qing worriedly. She was not a flower vase and knew what her man was thinking.

Because of this, she was worried that it would not be so easy to get rid of South Korea's chaebols, as the implications were too great.