Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

at the same time--

As the future head of Lee Family, Lee Siu-heng did not stay at home, but in the Sham Shui Po villa he rented.

For him, what he dislikes the most is staying in the same place for too long. It’s the same in New York, the same on Wall Street, the same at home, and the same here.

His favorite thing to do when he was studying abroad was to wander around aimlessly.

No one knows him, no one cares about him.

He can forget everything and be free and unfettered by anything.

Perhaps this admiration for freedom is related to his upbringing.

When he was ten years old, something happened to the Lee family. His grandfather, Li Xizhen, the founder of Lee, was shot and died on the street. The Lee family faced unprecedented difficulties. They were leaderless and other big bosses were still eyeing the Lee family. .

Helpless, he started helping his father resell medicines in his hometown when he was ten years old. Now he has been in the business world for more than 20 years. Among Hong Kong Chinese businessmen, he is the only one who has become a leader in his field in his thirties.

Compared with other peers who are aggressive and working hard to expand business in Hong Kong, Lee has begun to consider letting the family business gradually get rid of the constraints of Hong Kong, and if possible, even moving the family to the United States.

In fact, Lee Zhaoheng has never denied that the rise of the Lee family is due to the sale of pornographic movies, which is not very fair. However, Lee Zhaoheng believes that heroes emerge from troubled times, and heroes do not ask where they come from. Now the Lee family is no longer in that kind of business and has completely washed its hands. , Therefore, Hong Kong people must give the Lee family another chance and cannot cling to the past.

Li Jia has been holding back for more than thirty years in order to clear his name. He feels that he can no longer hold back. This is the main reason why he chose to go against Du Yongxiao.

To Yongxiao represents the emerging class in Hong Kong and is the leader of this class.

The Lee Family is an old family in Hong Kong, representing an era.

Li Zhaoheng wants to defeat Du Yongxiao, just to tell everyone that the Li family is no longer the same Li family as before. A big family is a big family and will never collapse, let alone fail.

This is his ultimate battle to become the talkative person of the Li family, and it is also his ultimate battle to represent an established Hong Kong family, so he cannot lose!

Lee Siu-heng was lying in bed thinking that after defeating To Yongxiao to become the family talker, he would order the Hong Kong business community to obey, and then expand the family business to the United States and let the family relocate to the United States. By then, he would become the most powerful person in the world. Chinese businessmen, instead of succumbing to this tiny place and being a second-class citizen.

Yes, he can do anything to achieve his goal, because he firmly believes that as long as you succeed, no one will know or care about what business you have done or how much blood you have stained on your hands. All they can see is your glory, only your glory. Your present glory——

When you reach the top, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance!

This is what the strong should do.

The more he thought about it while lying on the bed, the more energetic he became. In addition, most of the beds here were traditional hard beds. He was still more accustomed to the spring beds in the United States. After moving around, he felt a little sore in his waist and no longer felt sleepy. This was a good sign. Heng got up and got off the ground, picked up the cigarette on the bedside table and prepared to open the window to smoke one.

Crunch!

As soon as the door and window opened, a black man flashed beside the window and looked at him warily.

The black man is about 27 or 27 years old, with long curly and loose hair, a strong build, and sharp eyes. Looking carefully, he looks like a black panther dormant by the window.

His name is "Badman" and he is a typical black South African. He met Lee Zhaoheng when he smuggled himself into the United States.

At that time, Badman was penniless and living on the street. It was Lee Zhaoheng who found him a place to stay and provided him with three meals a day.

Badman was very grateful to Li Zhaoheng and said that he was willing to work for Li Zhaoheng in his life. Li Zhaoheng said that it was not necessary because there were so many people working for him and what he lacked was a bodyguard. Someone you can trust.

So Badman was eventually sent by Lee Zhaoheng to the "Shaolin Martial Arts Gym" in Los Angeles, USA, to practice "Iron Shirt" and "Iron Finger Kung Fu".

Badman is extremely talented and willing to endure hardships. He has achieved great success in his studies in just three years. His iron shirt is invulnerable and his iron finger skills can penetrate wall bricks, which is more powerful than bullets.

Eight years later, when Badman returned from studying Shaolin Temple in Los Angeles, Lee Zhaoheng verified his kung fu in person and gave him a Chinese name "Black Panther".

At this moment, Black Panther saw that it was Lee Zhaoheng who pushed open the window, and was ready to take a few steps back and get out of sight.

"Ah Bao, come in and chat with me for a while!" Lee Siu-heng said to the black bodyguard.

The black panther grinned, showing the big white teeth unique to black people, then turned around and walked through the door from the other side.

"Here, smoke one!" Lee Siu-heng saw Black Panther coming in, shook the cigarette case, and took out a Marlboro.

"You also know that we martial arts practitioners don't smoke. It's not good for our lungs! Besides, I practice hard qigong——"

Black Panther made a gesture of refusal. He spoke Chinese very fluently. If you didn't look at his appearance and just listened to his voice, you would have thought he was Chinese.

"Just smoke one, I beg you!"

Li Zhaoheng smiled.

He rarely asked for help, especially when he asked someone to smoke with him like this.

Black Panther hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly took the cigarette and said, "Just smoke one."

"Okay, okay, just one." Lee Zhaoheng smiled happily, like a child.

For him, he went to study in the United States very early and had almost no feelings for his brothers at home. On the contrary, the Black Panther he met in a foreign country was as close as a brother.

The Black Panther was very loyal to him. As a Chinese in the United States, Lee was discriminated against. Every time, the Black Panther taught him a lesson from the white discriminators.

There was even a time when several white students tricked Lee into the chemistry laboratory, locked the door, and deliberately set fire to it.

Li Zhaoheng was desperate in the fire and was about to burn to death. At this time, the black panther broke through the door and rushed in from the outside. He picked up Li Zhaoheng who collapsed on the ground and rescued him from the sea of ​​​​fire.

Afterwards, the Black Panther found the white students and used his iron finger skills to forcefully punch holes in their stomachs!

Black Panther obviously didn't know how to smoke. He took the cigarette from Lee Zhaoheng, lit it and took a puff, coughed a few times, looked at the cigarette and said, "No wonder our Shaolin Temple master said this cigarette is not good for people." , you can’t control your qi if you pump too much, the first key to nourishing qi is to get rid of the miscellaneous qi!”

Lee Zhaoheng couldn't help but laugh: "If I hadn't looked at your appearance, I would have thought you were a traditional Chinese warrior, not from South Africa at all."

Black Panther shrugged: "Maybe I was Chinese in my previous life. At least I love China, Shaolin, and Chinese Kung Fu!"

Lee Zhaoheng nodded: "I admit this! So I was thinking -" looking outside through the window, "If one day I succeed, I will open a Shaolin Temple for you in South Africa. Then you can become a Shaolin Temple." Host, how about recruiting disciples?"

Black Panther followed Lee Zhaoheng and looked out the window: "I can control myself and push myself, but I don't know how to teach others! Teaching people is the biggest problem in the world, because there are too many smart people in the world, and they all think they are the smartest. , I never tolerate others being nagging..."

Lee Zhaoheng smiled: "You are right! Especially we Chinese people are most particular about the first thing in literature and the second in martial arts... We all like to be teachers, but few like to be students! Well, I digress, let me ask you Well, if I really build a Shaolin Temple for you in South Africa, would you be willing?"

"I do not want to."

"Well?"

"Because I don't want to leave Mr. Li." Black Panther looked at Li Zhaoheng and said, "It was you who saved me in the United States and gave me a second life. As I said, I will repay you in this life!"

"Idiot! If you want to repay me, you have already repaid me!" Lee Zhaoheng held the cigarette between his fingers and said, "Have you forgotten that when I was in school in the United States, someone locked me in a room and set me on fire? It was you who sacrificed your life to save me. So, we don’t owe anyone anything now!”

"Mr. Li, please don't say that. I owe you..."

"Haha, well, if you insist on saying that, I can't help it!" Lee Zhaoheng shook his head helplessly and blew out a puff of smoke.

Black Panther looked at him, "Mr. Li, are you worried about something?"

"Did you see it?"

"I've been with you for so long, so I'm somewhat discerning."

"Haha!" Lee Zhaoheng laughed dryly, "It's a bit annoying, but I've figured it out."

"Uh, what do you mean?"

Lee Zhaoheng looked at Black Panther, "Help me do something!"

"whats the matter?"

"Go to jail!"

"Well?"

"Someone has to be eliminated."

"who?"

"Lian Haolong!"

"Yes, I'll do it right away!"

"Why don't you ask me why I do this?"

"Since you gave the order, Mr. Li, then there must be your reason."

"Haha, you trust me so much, aren't you afraid that I will deceive you?"

"Not afraid."

"Why?"

"Because my life has been yours for a long time!"

"Okay!" Lee Siu-heng turned around and patted Black Panther on the shoulder, "I will arrange for you to go to Stanley Prison tonight. That Lian Haolong is very skilled. I don't trust anyone except you!"

"Yes!" Black Panther's eyes were sharp.

After the Black Panther received the order and left, Li Zhaoheng looked outside again.

He had no choice but to kill Lian Haolong.

First of all, Lian Haolong holds his secret. Unless Lian Haolong dies, this secret will be exposed sooner or later.

Secondly, Lian Haolong refused to accept his good intentions in prison, and made it clear that he wanted to use this to blackmail himself, meaning that I will not accept your tricks, and when I get out, I will have the final say!

In the end, Du Yongxiao was blamed for killing Lian Haolong, so that Du Yongxiao could not defend himself no matter how powerful he was! What's more, the Mingbao matter has not yet been settled. If Du Yongxiao takes such a scapegoat again, how will he die? Maybe Lian Haolong's younger brother Lian Haodong will seek out Du Yongxiao in order to avenge his elder brother...

"As my father said, I act despicably! But how many successful people in the world are noble people?" Lee Siu-heng said to the night outside the window, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has been like this since ancient times! When I succeed, everyone will People will worship me, but who cares how I achieve success?”

"Are you going to kill Du Yongxiao with bloody hands? Let's try this time. Who is more ruthless, you or me?"

Lee Zhaoheng took a long drag on his cigarette and blew it out the window.

…

Stanley Prison is the most famous prison in Hong Kong, housing the largest number of serious criminals and death row prisoners in Hong Kong.

From the time Stanley Prison was built in 1937 to the execution of the last death row inmate in the autumn of 1966, all executions in Hong Kong were carried out in this prison.

Following the British practice, there are no funerals for death row prisoners. Their bodies will be buried in the cemetery near Stanley Prison. Their families do not have the right to take back their bodies for burial, and they cannot even go to the cemetery to worship. .

According to the municipal regulations, the remains of death row prisoners will be handed over to their families for disposal after 7 years. The remains of death row prisoners that are not handled or claimed will be transferred to the Shaling Public Cemetery in Luohu by the then Municipal Affairs Department for burial.

Lian Haolong has been here for almost a week, and all the serious criminals and death row prisoners are respectful to him now.

It was not like this when he first came here.

Every new prisoner who comes to Stanley will be "bullied" by the four kings of the prison.

The so-called four kings are actually the four most fierce and cruel people in the prison, namely "King of Murder", "Big Steel Teeth", "Old Ghost" and "Yellow Spring".

The four are extremely vicious and command the four warehouses in the east, west, south and north of the prison.

All newcomers who come here must accept their "welcome ceremony" - stripping naked and being beaten, being blocked in the sink to eat shit, and being massaged on the back of the big boss, pouring urine, and even becoming a tool for the big boss to vent.

It can be said that those cowardly and incompetent prisoners were in a miserable state in their hands. Even if they were not tortured to death, they would be tortured crazy.

Unfortunately, the four kings met a tough guy this time, that is Lian Haolong.

Lian Haolong was fat and strong, and he had eaten porridge at night and practiced kung fu. In particular, his northern kung fu was pure hard bridge and hard horse. He was good at tiger fist, flip boxing, and Xingyi boxing.

It is conceivable what the four kings would end up like when they met Lian Haolong.

The four men made an appointment, and three of them were guarding outside. The killing king was full of confidence alone. Although he knew that Lian Haolong was the boss of the Zhongxinyi Society outside and heard that he was very powerful, this was Stanley Prison, not outside!

He, the killing king, was the king here!

He wanted to teach Lian Haolong how to be a man, and let him know that even if you are a tiger here, you have to stay in your nest, and if you are a dragon, you have to coil up! Don't be so arrogant!

The other three kings, like the killing king, were also full of contempt for Lian Haolong.

They believed that Lian Haolong would die if the killing king came out this time. After all, the Killer King is the strongest among them. There is nothing in Stanley Prison that the Killer King cannot handle.

For this reason, the three of them closed the door of the toilet and waited outside to make a bet on how many minutes it would take for the Killer King to beat Lian Haolong into a pig's head.

Huang Quan said three minutes.

Lao Gui said two minutes.

Da Gang Ya said one minute.

Their bet was ten packs of cigarettes, and the brand was three or five.

In the toilet---

When the Killer King, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, blocked Lian Haolong in the toilet alone and joked that he was going to stuff Lian Haolong into the toilet to defecate, Lian Haolong took action. He was so powerful that he beat the Killer King with a tiger fist in just three or two rounds. In the end, Lian Haolong grabbed his hair and smashed the urinal directly, and then dragged him away and stuffed him into the toilet!

Thirty seconds!

After finishing off the Killer King, Lian Haolong only had a scratch on his arm. He pushed the door out and looked at the other three Heavenly Kings who were still waiting for good news outside the toilet.

When the three saw him, they stared with eyes wide open and mouths wide open as if they had eaten a big duck egg.

They never dreamed that the person who came out was not the killer king they thought would win, but the fat man Lian Haolong in front of them.

Lian Haolong looked at the three of them, hooked his finger at them contemptuously, took a horse stance, and made a tiger fist posture: "Who will come first?"

The three of them looked at each other.

Lian Haolong shook his head and challenged in an arrogant tone: "Okay, you useless people, come together!"

At this moment, Lian Haolong was fighting one against three, and his momentum was not weak at all.

On the contrary, his aura was bursting!

Facing the three kings was like facing three ants!