I haven't been a boss for many years

2000 people raised their arms and shouted. Some wore T-shirts and dyed yellow hair, some wore suits and dressed as managers, some had greasy faces and looked like middle-aged uncles, but all of them were united to protect the name and serve the company to the death.

Li Chenghao took the microphone that had already been prepared, stood on the stage, and shouted to his mouth with the stand microphone: "Okay!"

"Whoever is willing to contribute to the company, step forward to lead a long stick, I assure you as the marshal of the second route, all those who use the stick to fight will be awarded a third-class merit.

Let’s talk about those who have achieved outstanding military exploits. Brother Bin confessed that it is all voluntary. If you want to stay at home with your wife and children and leave empty-handed, you are still a brother in the club! "

"We, Yihai, never force brothers to fight!"

A group of boxing gym brothers opened the wooden box on the stage and overturned it. Thousands of steel pipes fell down like a tide. Without further ado, the brothers went forward one by one to fetch the iron rods, held them in their hands, pinned them to their waists, and hid them. In the bag, back to the various venues...

"I will never make a big deal out of it. I'll beat him to death with an iron rod and mark him as a traitor. Let's see what the police have to say!"

If one side holds a knife and the other holds a stick, which side is more serious and can be seen at a glance.

What's more, there is not much difference between the knife and the stick in the chaos, and the iron stick is convenient, strong, and more stable.

Li Chenghao won't get so many machetes for a while, but guns and guns are better, hehe, hehe.

Before the brothers leave.

Li Chenghao held up his knife: "Splitting friends?"

"Chop! Chop! Chop!!!"

New Territories.

Tuen Mun.

Lao Jin was wearing a leather jacket, with a cigar between his fingers, and led a group of people to inspect the garage. He saw row after row of vans parked in the warehouse, and he took a puff of his cigar with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Brother Jin!"

With a cigarette in his left hand, he opened the door and shouted as he got out of the car.

"Is the car ready?"

Old Jin raised his head and asked him.

He patted the car door with his left hand, and said confidently: "There are more than 200 vans, 100 buses, and more than [-] cars, some of which are imported goods.

Some are temporarily rented. In the event of an accident, brothers from all over Hong Kong will be mobilized to help and fight flexibly. There will be no problem! "

Lao Jin nodded in satisfaction: "There are more than [-] brothers in the society. You can't tell when you're not moving. If you really need to move your hands, how can a hundred cars be enough when you go out to do errands?"

"Our Tuen Mun car warehouse is a war horse, so we have to prepare for the brothers."

Lao Jin took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to his left hand: "Assign the car to the brothers in each hall and street according to the list."

"No problem, boss." He took the note with his left hand, browsed through it and said, "I'll arrange to send a car right away."

"Behave well." Lao Jin patted the shoulder of his left hand, looked at him and said, "On the rivers and lakes, opportunities are rare, grasp them well, and don't lose Yihai's face. Yihai's face is different from Daxing back then!"

"I understand!" The left hand took off the leather glove and nodded: "I'm not the left hand I was back then!"

A van, a car, and a bus were quickly driven out of the warehouse by the Tuen Mun brothers, each with a fake license plate, and sent to each hall, and their own brothers took over, and started a war, fighting with silver paper!

Causeway Bay.

Yau Tsim Mong.

New Territories.

Mobilization meetings are being held at every hall to boost morale and prepare for a big battle.

On the streets of various districts, rogues appear, ostentatiously pass through the city, and vehicles shuttle. Even ordinary citizens can smell something different from usual, let alone the police and the world?

After the meeting, Cai Jinping returned to the office and dialed out the phone: "Mr. Zhang."

"Cai sir." Zhang Guobin leaned on the chair and replied with a smile.

"The order to close the mountain has been issued."

Cai Jinping said in a deep voice, "However, it's still the same principle, don't show up with more than a thousand people, otherwise, the police chief will definitely order things to be done, and I, an assistant chief, can only be ordered."

Zhang Guobin shook off the ashes of the cigar in satisfaction, and replied, "Don't worry, Cai Si, I don't want to make a big deal out of it. It's best for the world to be peaceful tomorrow."

"However, those who walk the rivers and lakes can't help themselves. The world is too peaceful. I can't say what I say alone. There are more than a thousand people in Shengyi alone. I can only wait and see."

Cai Jinping sighed: "Hey, let's do our jobs!"

"You and I are both friends, and I will understand my friend's difficulties. I will do my own thing. You can let go and do things tomorrow." Zhang Guobin made up his mind and said in a straightforward tone: "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!" Cai Jinping hung up the phone.

Zhang Guobin looked at Li Chenghao who was waiting at the door and said, "Come in!"

Li Chenghao entered the office, sat on a chair, and said: "Brother Bin, I ordered three hundred brothers, all of whom are masters from the martial arts school and are proficient in weapons. Tomorrow, if you give an order, I will personally lead the troops to attack Huanglong. Guarantee!" Call it chaos!"

He Yihai has three major martial arts gyms: crane boxing, muay thai boxing, and xingyi boxing. It is easy to pick out [-] elite fighters, but less than a thousand people are the death orders under the gymnasium.

Marshal Erlu will certainly not violate the meaning of sitting in the hall. At the same time, Zhang Guobin also received news that the various halls below are mobilizing, but the company may have a big war. It is very common for each hall to mobilize for a while. Back off.

Zhang Guobin reiterated a bottom line: "As long as the Hutchison General League does not choose a speaker, it will strike tomorrow. I have plenty of ways to disintegrate the influence of ghosts."

"I understand, Brother Bin." Li Chenghao said.

Zhang Guobin made some arrangements overnight.

That night.

All venues are open as usual, the police patrol as usual, and the streets are calm.

Day two.

early morning.

Bai Libo stood in front of the mirror at home, put on a Tang suit and fastened the cloth buttons one by one, looked at the refreshed appearance in the mirror, took a deep breath, turned and left the house, and drove to Mong Kok, Temple Street.

The Mercedes drove into the streets of Mong Kok, and outside the window, all the bad boys were smoking, chatting, blowing water, farting, and molesting horses, as if they were the same as before.

Bai Libo was sitting in the car, looking out, but he always felt that all eyes seemed to be staring at him.

On the streets, there are more police officers.

Thean Hou Palace.

The entire temple has already been taken over, the street outside the temple is full of cars, and the 23 fonts with the initials are sitting in the hall, the big bottom, the leader, the confidant, more than 1000 people crowded outside the palace, the lion dance team, the dragon dance team, The gongs and drums are loud, and the firecrackers are all fired.

Six thirty.

Shengyi's motorcade arrived outside the gate of the palace, and with Bai Libo taking people off the car, the scene became very lively. Bai Libo met and greeted everyone in the hall one by one, no matter how you felt in the hall, the century-old On the occasion of Daqing, there are smiles on the face.

"Warmly celebrate the [-]th anniversary of Hutchison Chamber of Commerce"

A banner had already been hung outside the palace gate.

Bai Libo looked at the banner and was inexplicably moved. At [-]:[-] in the morning, just after the rush hour, the police force blocked the road.

Inside an incense hall.

The 23 people each occupy a seat in the hall, and a chief executive is placed in the center, which is a change from the previous meeting rules.

Bai Libo was wearing a Tang suit, holding a cane, and walked towards the chief seat: "My fellow incense masters, this is the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of Heji, and we should have climbed the Lion Mountain like our predecessors, but why did we send people to seal the mountain? Today, all the ceremonies will be done Held in Thean Hou Palace."

"Ha ha."

"Brother Baili, it doesn't really matter whether you can climb the Lion Mountain or not. The important thing is that Heji is united as one." Uncle Chao laughed from the bottom, but he carried a gun with a stick in his laughter, but Bailibo nodded with a smile and said :"well said!"

"I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?"

"Uncle Super!"

Four-eyed Yin held the teacup and asked questions in a casual tone.

Bai Libo said in a deep voice: "Heji prefix Yihai Society, wearing red boots, colluding with people to kill my Hongmen brothers, breaking the taboo of the world, from now on Yihai Society will no longer be eligible to carry the prefix He! "

"leave!

Uncle Chao turned pale in shock, and raised his finger at him: "Baili Wenhai, what evidence do you have to say and remember the red boots?"

Bai Libo spoke sternly, and said firmly: "I have witnesses, but it is inconvenient to call out to meet you, but the story of He Yihai wearing red boots is known all over the world, do you need any evidence?"

"If it weren't for the red boots, how could He Yihai defeat Shenghe, Xiangyan, and do business every day?"

He Lian and En Bo stood up, pointed at him and said, "Is it not allowed to do legitimate business?"

Bai Libo said: "It's okay to do business, but it's not okay to wear red boots!"

Loudly and bravely opened his voice and shouted deliberately: "Bailibo, what qualifications do you have to deprive Zi Yihai of the initials?"

"Yup!"

"Why are you?"

Jiu Zhihua stood up: "He Yihai should be removed for wearing red boots, but the Heji General League has no speaker, and the removal of the name is not correct, but if Bai Libo is the speaker of Heji , you are qualified to remove He Yihai's initials!"

Uncle Chao's eyes showed fear, he stood up and pointed to Bai Libo: "Are you really going to be the one who wants to talk about Heji?"

"!"

Bo Zitian stood up, grabbed the teacup, smashed it on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Fight at your mother, Baili Wenhai! You are not afraid that Zhang Sheng will kill you!"

Chapter 356 Imperial Order!Knife!

"Bang bang bang!"

Yao Qiwen was wearing a short shirt, drew his pistol, and pulled the trigger.

Bo Zitian was shot several times in the body immediately, lowered his head in astonishment, blood pooled in his chest...

"Boom!"

In the next second, he fell to the ground, leaning on the table and chair, lying next to the broken teacup.

21 Hutchison leaders stood up in response to the sound, looking at Shengyi in shock. The shooter was Shengyi's red stick standing behind Bai Libo.

Surprise was written on everyone's face.

"Shuh!"

A group of Shengyi swordsmen guarding the incense hall pulled out their weapons and shot through several He Yifu beating boys in the hall. The sound of the gunshots was covered by the sound of firecrackers outside the palace.

Bai Libo sat firmly on the chair, and said in a light tone: "He Yifu sits in the hall and has an affair with Yihai, wearing red boots, sentenced brother, he deserves to be killed!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the corpse on the ground, and a look of contempt flashed across him. How dare a clown be arrogant?

Jiu Zhihua applauded: "Bai Libo killed well!"

He threatened: "Those who wear red boots, don't be pitiful, they should be killed, except for traitors, and the prefix He Yifu should be removed!"

Loudly and courageously muttered: "That's right! You should take off the name of He Yifu. If you like the surname Yi, you can hang out with Yihai. Do you want to carry the name of He Yifu?"

"Call Yifu!"

More than a dozen people sat in the pavilion and stood in the incense hall watching the current situation, not daring to speak out, their hearts were full of twists and turns, weighing life and death, Jiu Zhihua continued: "Bai Libo fights against rape externally, and internally works for me. Kee earns a living and is highly respected. He should sit on the position of Heji's talker and lead Xiangjiang Heji's brothers to become bigger and stronger!"

"That's right!"

Da Shengyong shouted.

Bai Libo, however, sat on the main seat, smiled modestly, and gave way: "The position of He Ji's speaker is of great importance, how can he do things arbitrarily and arbitrarily?"

"It has to be shared from top to bottom, and the main hall of Hongmen recognizes it, and then it is the head of Hongmen Xiangjiang Heji."

Gao Lao cupped his hands and stepped forward, agreeing: "Bailibo, Hongmen Grand Palace heard that Xiangjiang Heji is celebrating its centennial celebration, and sent a special envoy to join in the grand event. Why don't you invite the envoy from the main hall to come in and talk about it?"

"Nowadays the communication is so developed that you can communicate with the main hall with just one phone call. Maybe, come and make preparations..."

Bai Libo's face glowed, he put down the teacup, laughed and said, "Okay!"

"Please come to the main hall to make a statement inside!"

Unconsciously, he felt a surging feeling in his heart, as if he really wanted to get the position of chief hall master, and he completely forgot how he was pushed to the front of the stage by the big water hose to make a fort that day.

Or, if you go to the arena to fight with others, if you fail, you will die. You have already tried your best to do the layout that should be done. Success or failure depends on God's will. It's better to be really crazy once, sit on the throne of the world, and fight for the wealth of the whole family!

"Yes!"

"Helmsman!"

Gao Lao cupped his hands, lowered his arms, and left the incense hall in a black shirt, but he never appeared again. Uncle Chao stood where he was, in a suit, with a panicked expression:

"Broken! Broken!"