Hong Kong island brother

Zhou Shi didn't look at the clock, the big brother Zhou, or the cat, he just put his palm on the big brother Zhou's heart, trying to get rid of some heat, but it was in vain, his hands were colder than his eyes.

Li Shenting stood up straight, patted his stiff injured leg, and looked at his watch quietly.

There was silence in the conference room, only the patter of Lu Youli changing the tea from time to time could be heard.

The rainwater smeared on the window, penetrating into the night of Victoria Harbor little by little, and the neon light of blue exchanged with peach red, which was covered by the curtains drawn by Andy Lau.

The minute hand crossed fifteen numbers, punctually merged into eleven o'clock, and the sound of the beating bell disturbed the tranquility, much faster than the heart rate of the boss Zhou under the palm of his hand.

Halfway through the ringing of the bell, Liang Kun drew out the gun and pointed it at Zhou Shi's temple, and pressed it hard.

At the same time, the door was kicked open.

The visitor was dressed in pitch black, with black hair, black eyes and a black suit. There were only three colors in the whole body: red lips and white teeth and shiny leather shoes.

Liang Kun moved the muzzle of the gun and said with a smile: "Pao. You are affectionate, Sir Zhou."

Zhong Ming stepped on the bell, walked into the conference room with his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked Li Shenting, "Do they know?"

The chin was lifted slightly, and the chin was pulled out in a clear arc. He was very aggressive, calm and relaxed, holding the red port, as if he was about to walk into the stock exchange in the next second to point out the red and green floats.

Li Shenting acquiesced, Zhong Ming was slow and lazy, half bent down, looked at the face of the boss Zhou Qingzi, he stretched out a little finger, his eyes were full of jokes, "Boss? Seeing my own son playing with others, I am not happy." ?”

Big brother Zhou couldn't speak, Zhou Shi knelt in front of him and didn't speak.

Zhong Ming only saw Zhou Shi's top hair and thin bridge of nose. He didn't hide his irritability and disgust. He said softly, "I understand now? My mother died and my father died because of you."

He turned around and sat down in the chair that the boss Zhou and Zhou Shi had sat in just now, and without saying hello, he kicked back, crossed his legs, and placed them on the edge of the table.

If things come to fruition, Zhong Ming will sit in He Yitang, and Li Shenting will light cigarettes for him personally.

Zhong Ming took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke ring before saying, "There is no tent."

Li Shenting was not angry either, "Why not?"

Zhong Ming smoked a cigarette in a powerful manner, "That's Heyitang, I can find their account at will, and you still need so much trouble? It's either Big Brother Zhou or Zhou Shi, let them ask for it in person. I just want Right to speak."

Li Shenting nodded and sat back in his seat.

Liangkun Huazai and the others pointed their barrels at Zhou Shi, accompanied by Li Shenting's words, "Zhou Shi, bring the tent from Heyitang."

Zhou Shi stretched out his hand expressionlessly, "Call."

Someone handed over the phone, Zhou Shi pressed a number, but did not dial.

Zhou Shi said, "I'll talk to you and let them go."

Li Shenting laughed while exhaling smoke rings, "Who are they?"

Zhou Shi paused for a while, "My old man, cat boy."

Zhong Ming was facing the compartment door, looked at the situation inside and smiled contemptuously, which was very harsh in the quiet hall.

Li Shenting turned his gaze from Zhong Ming and Zhou Shi ironically, and shook his head, "It seems to be familiar, Zhou Sir."

Zhou Shi repeated: "I'll talk to you, let them go."

Liang Kun stepped on Zhou Shi's neck with her toes, "Are you qualified to talk now? Make a phone call!"

Zhou Shi struggled to speak out, his voice was hoarse and cracked, "...conditions."

Li Shenting said loudly from a long distance: "I'm sorry, little boss, all your conditions are with me."

Zhou Shi immediately wanted to delete the dialed number, but Liang Kun stepped on his wrist again.This time he stomped so hard that Li Shenting could hear the sound of bones and muscles rubbing together, but Zhou Shi never let go of his fingers, his finger bones were almost torn out of flesh, and he still deleted the line of numbers, and said, "Conditions."

Everyone is here, Li Shenting is not afraid of wasting time, knowing very well in his heart that Zhou Shi didn't have a single card this time, so he signaled Liang Kun to continue.

Liang Kun stepped on Zhou Shi's back, and the younger brothers rushed forward, and the muffled sound of fists and feet was heard in the room.

The bosses at the table are used to this kind of situation, and the feng shui takes turns, so they don't talk too much.Only Yang Zhou glanced at Li Shenting, tremblingly said: "Azi, you are evil enough."

Li Shenting said: "Boss Zhou taught well, senior came here."

Zhong Ming flicked the cigarette ash into the crystal ashtray, staring quietly.

After a hard meal, Liang Kun motioned Hua Zai to close the door, and he himself dragged Zhou Shi up and bumped his head against the round metal doorknob.

From the outside, there was a "boom", and the doorknob trembled.There was another bang, and the doorknob crumbled.After the fourth sound, the doorknob knocked off the wooden door and landed with a bang.There was a cry from inside, and the door slid open silently, and Zhou Shi's face was covered in blood, his white shirt was almost soaked in blood, his chest heaved slightly, and he was leaning against the door.Maozai grabbed Liangkun's trouser legs tightly, "I can't beat you anymore!"

Liangkun raised his fist, and Maozai hurriedly said loudly: "I'll call you!"

Liang Kun said, "You?"

Maozai smiled wryly, "I'm counting. If I say something, maybe they will believe it."

Li Shenting asked: "Is he out of numbers? Why didn't he say it earlier?"

Zhong Ming shrugged his shoulders, and said "Oh no." He took a sip of the dark yellow Dancong tea from Lu Youli's hand, and took it away with distaste, but his expression was very stern, "How do I know that he is counting? Make accounts several times and keep everything from others.”

Li Shenting said, "Call him."

Maozai wiped away the sweat and tears all over his face, supported Zhou Shi who was slipping on the ground with one hand, and hurriedly dialed the number with the other.

The boss Zhou who was lying on the ground had lost all energy, he struggled lightly and said, "No..."

Li Shenting patted the table dejectedly: "Boss, if you are a big brother, you have to let someone else live, let alone your own son."

Mao Zai ignored it, and when the call was connected, he said, "Send the bill, the top floor of Tsim Sha Tsui East Shangri-La."

The ugly Ji on the opposite side said something, but was interrupted by Maozai loudly: "If you tell you to send it, you will give it up! You will regret it when the eldest brother and Ah Shi die here!"

The other party stopped talking, Maozai hung up the phone, and was snatched back by Liang Kun.

Li Shenting was in a good mood, raised his hand and called Hua Tsai, "Go and order food. Then ask someone to clean it up for brother Shi, so people will think that I am bullying the little boss of Kowloon."

Zhou Shi was picked up by Maozai to wipe off the blood on his face, waited for a few minutes, and when he came back, he pressed the boss's heart rate again, but he didn't know the length.

Zhou Shi raked his hair, let out a long breath, and said, "You have your bill, call Baiche, or send him away."

Li Shenting picked up a chopstick of Dutch beans, "Brother Shi, are you forcing me to choose one of the two? I will choose the third, and you stay with your old bean for a while, otherwise who knows if you will call the police as soon as you go out. You will, you will It's a messenger. Zhong Sheng, don't you think so?"

Zhong Ming was picking blood clams to eat again, without raising his head, "In case the messengers come to pull people, the number one gangster in Hong Kong can still survive, otherwise we are all young people here, so shameful."

Li Shenting laughed loudly, Hua Tsai hurried up from downstairs, and handed Li Shenting a thin account book, "Boss, it was sent by He Yitang."

Li Shenting pushed away the bowls and plates, looked them over, and then spread out the ledger to revise one by one.

Yang Zhou trembled and started to get confused again, calling softly: "Ashi? Where is Ashi?"

Zhou Shi stepped forward, "Grandfather."

Yang Zhou said: "I remember that your homework is the best, why don't you do the accounting?"

Zhou Shi said, "Grandpa, this kind of tent is not taught in schools."

Zhong Ming buried his head in his food, and the glass of brandy in his hand was drunk to the bottom, without lifting his head.

Li Shenting is a master at making false accounts, but within a quarter of an hour he was able to cause trouble.He closed the account book and handed it to the people below to enter, stretched his waist, and patted the back of Yang Zhou's veiny hand, "Come on, I know there are a lot of policemen outside now. Our gangsters are going to return to the motherland, Grandpa, I Return to the motherland innocently!"

Yang Zhou couldn't believe it for a moment, speaking Cantonese with his hometown accent, "Go home?"

Li Shenting smiled, "Go home."

Yang Zhou took Zhou Shi's hand, "Ah Shi, you're back home! Your old man followed Brother Li back and forth from Beiping that year—"

Zhou Shi had a sore nose, and said softly, "Grandpa, he is lying to you. Once this matter is over, he will kick Xin Lianying away."

Yang Zhou couldn't hear clearly, "Huh?"

But Zhou Shi stopped talking.

Hua Tsai pushed open the door with the ledger, and let out a soft "ah".

A group of people turned back in response, only to see policemen standing outside the door, armed with live ammunition, and silent.

But the bill was done, and the police couldn't catch him. Li Shenting smiled and said, "Long time no see, Sir Chen. Have you had dinner? Come to eat together? Or are you here to pull people?"

Chen Zhaoji walked in and took a look around, "The underworld is endless, you treat it as my first day at work."

Li Shenting knew it was another bastard, and turned around, "Then why is Sir Chen here?"

Chen Zhaoji said: "To capture the thief and capture the king, it will be five years in Taiping."

Li Shenting immediately sent the account book, Chen Zhaoji took it and flipped through it, his face became darker and darker, and he said in a low voice: "Heyitang is really not clean, Zhou Shi lied to me."

The author has something to say:

Counting numbers is the accountant.

[Nili Zhong Ming is really domineering CEO... order a song "Invincible" QAQ for him