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

The monk grew up in Monga, so of course he knew which community members in Monga needed this job in their families.

And they are specifically looking for middle-level people who have some influence but are not cornered.

In a short period of time, New World provided employment opportunities for some community members in Menga.

Don't think that if you join a club in Wanwan, you will just yell and drink and do nothing all day long. In fact, the little money given by the club is not enough to cover the entire family's expenses.

Therefore, Menga, the members of the society who had been favored, gradually developed a good impression of the New World organization.

Naturally, it goes without saying that I just cast a random vote.

In the past, the big boy would vote for whoever he said he wanted to vote for. Now, because of others' soft talk, of course he voted for Zhou Chaoxian. After all, the vote was secretly voted for, and the big boy didn't know who voted.

At the Ancestral Temple at the entrance of Menga Temple, Gita looked at the dwindling number of pilgrims and sighed.

Sitting across from him was the eldest Martha who came to him to make up his mind. They were the Magi brothers (sworn brothers).

"Kita, come up with an idea. If the monk does this, the younger brothers will join the New World sooner or later."

New World's operations in Menga made every one of its subordinates feel "unified".

Now I feel listless even when I go to collect mountain tea fees.

"Martha, what can we do now? People don't know the array of guns and swords. No one trusts Mr. Guan anymore." Kita shook his head.

Many of his younger brothers started driving taxis, which also made him very angry.

"It's closer to the north, otherwise we go to war with him directly. If this continues, Monga will be finished sooner or later."

Martha crushed the half-smoked cigarette in her hand into the ashtray.

"Beat, beat on the head? It's not like you don't know that the Sanlian Gang was directly killed. Now you still want to cower and don't dare to retaliate. We are electing legislators now, so be careful of the police department getting involved."

Obviously Kita's boss is much better informed than Martha, so at least we can't start a war now.

But small moves are possible!

"The monk has been very active recently. It is said that he helped New World win a lot of streets. Now he comes to Menga to stir up trouble. Get rid of him first. Naturally, no one will dare to join New World again."

"You are crazy, he is our Ma Ji's son."

Martha is still relatively loyal. Although the monk is now working for the New World, it is not to the point where he has to kill him.

Kita glared at him, with a hint of anger in his eyes, "What? What he is doing now is enough to kill him twice."

Martha glanced at Kita, lowered her head and took a sip of tea, wanting to say something.

"Don't worry about it, I'll do it." Kita waved his hand and said decisively.

At this time, Monk and Mosquito, with a few younger brothers, were completing Li Qing's tasks from house to house.

Li Zhilong wandered over with Uncle and Bai Hou.

Some of the hawkers and stalls passing by greeted him, apparently treating him as the next temple boss.

"Oh, aren't these monks and mosquitoes? They haven't been prosperous for a while. How about getting rich by following people from other provinces?"

Seeing the monk from a distance, Li Zhilong said angrily and loudly.

Monk and Mosquito also saw Li Zhilong and others at this time.

The monk was not angry. After all, the playmates who grew up together still had some feelings for each other.

"How is Zhilong doing lately?" the monk said with a smile.

Li Zhilong stepped forward and picked the collar of the monk's shirt, "Hey, wear a suit and tie. Are you a real estate salesman? You're in the north."

The monk could bear it, but the younger brother behind him couldn't stand it.

Although they are all young men who have just been recruited by the New World, they have also fought in several small-scale battles with the club.

When you say you are from the new world, you should not be respectful to the other person, but you should have the most basic courtesy.

This cornered son who lives on the edge is disrespectful to their elder brother, which is a bit intolerable to them.

One by one, they stretched their hands to their lower backs.

Li Zhilong was also a little flustered when he saw the guy in the defensive midfielder on the opposite side. He and Abo were both showboats.

Only the white monkey silently touched the dagger on his waist.

The monk also paid attention to the white monkey's movements, turned to the younger brothers and said, "What are you doing? Put your hands down."

The younger brothers were reluctant, but they still listened to their elder brother's words and took their hands back one after another.

This is the quality of the younger brothers in the New World. If the elder brother doesn't say anything, no one is allowed to move. This is called the rule.

"Mosquito, don't forget who saved you when you were bullied." Li Zhilong also nodded at the mosquito standing next to him.

The mosquito's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"You are so powerful now. Do you know that in the past, as long as I shouted, the whole street would come out? Now look at them."

The merchants and hawkers quickly lowered their heads, as if they had not heard what Li Zhilong said.

Some shops just looked at it and walked back to the house silently. Only half of the shops walked out silently with the guys in their hands.

Slowly approached the monk and others.

"Zhilong, I don't owe you or your father anything, and Mosquito doesn't owe you anything. We can't be friends, but we don't have to be enemies."

Looking at the neighbors slowly approaching, the monk said softly.

He doesn't want to cause trouble in Menga now. After all, they haven't completed the task assigned by the boss Li Qing.

"Let's go!"

Monk and Mosquito walked out of the street with their little brother. Some people intentionally or unintentionally blocked the neighbors who wanted to come forward, allowing Monk and others to pass smoothly.

Obviously Li Qing's strategy has been successful, and Monga is no longer monolithic.

Profit is the most important thing. Who doesn't want to make life better for themselves and their families without breaking their bottom line?

Besides, I heard that New World doesn't charge for high mountain tea at all. If it really comes, I'm afraid most shop owners will welcome it with open arms.

It wasn't until he walked out of the street that Mosquito breathed a sigh of relief. There were indeed many people on the opposite side just now, and there were only eight bullets in the gun.

"What, are you scared now?" The monk said with a smile.

"Bullshit, I'm not scared, I'm worried about you. After all, you and Zhilong grew up together..."

"Be careful!" A passerby suddenly rushed out and slashed at Mosquito.

Mosquito had no time to react, fortunately the monk pulled him.

At this time, a group of people on the street rushed over with swords in their hands.

The younger brothers were also very decisive. They took out the pistols on their waists and shot at the opposite side.

For a while, the sound of gunfire and shouting were intertwined.

The monk also had a sullen face, pulled out the black star on his waist and shot at the person who came.

He didn't expect the people in Monga to be so bold that they wanted to kill him in broad daylight.

More and more people came, and although he shot down a few, it was useless.

More people rushed over, and as the bullets in the gun became less and less, the monk shouted loudly: "Go, go quickly."

The monk and his group fought and retreated.

"Brother, there are no bullets. Go quickly!"

"Let's go together!" The monk used up all the bullets in his pistol and put the black star on his waist with care.

He grabbed the opponent's sword and started to chop at each other.