Chapter 47 Down Tiger
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Chapter 47 Down Tiger
Interlude "The Light of Friendship", ask for everything, want to take the skin of my Wei, have you asked my brother!
"Take care, Big Snake Brother!"
"No problem, Tank Brother, I'll find you for a drink another day."
After a simple meal in less than half an hour, considered as a gathering for leaders to get to know each other in the Ninth District, Hou Wencong stood at the door of the private room, smiling and sending off the big shots who had eaten and drunk to their hearts' content.
“聪明仔，没用的，你以为你现在做的事，三年前的九纹龙就没做过吗？他整整努力了三年，结果又怎么样？”
看着上蹿下跳把一众大佬送出包间的侯文聪，吃完饭捧着一杯茶在那慢慢细品的邓伯淡然的摇了摇头道。
"Do you want to divide and conquer the leaders of the Nine Districts, and then come after my village? Heh heh, clever boy, don't let emotions affect your judgment! They all rely on the fame of the United Victory to make a living. Unless you can offer a price higher than the sky, you are just ridiculous like a clown."
Dengbo's words are harsh, but they are the truth. It's like Hoo Wencong is looking at a Buddha statue. At this moment, in Dengbo's eyes, Hoo Wencong is no different from a fool.
"Do you want to do nothing and just be a chess piece in your hand? I, Hoo Wencong, don't have this habit!" Hoo Wencong, who returned to the private room, picked up the wine glass and drank a big mouthful of whisky, with a bitter face.
"I have said, with strength, your words will be heard, understood, acted upon, and only then will you get the results you want!" With a glint of fierce determination in his eyes, Mr. Deng put down his tea cup and smiled, pointing to the empty cup on the table.
"Have some tea, Dengbo!" Hou Wencong said calmly, as he stood up, picked up the teapot, and lowered his head to hide the defiant look in his eyes.
"Hmm, good! Smart kid, whether you are a dragon or a worm, take care of yourself these years." Dengbo, who had drunk half a cup of tea, slowly stood up and walked out of the private room.
For Deng Bo, he has achieved his goal of taming Hou Wencong, and Mong Kok has returned to his hands. As for whether Hou Wencong is willing or happy in the process, hehe, does the feeling of a chess piece matter?
Ho Wencong, who had been maintaining the posture of pouring tea for more than ten minutes, suddenly took a deep breath as if he had been reborn after drowning in water.
The carefree expression on his face was completely gone, and his eyes were filled with a defiant look as he smiled and picked up the small half cup of water left on the table, pouring it over his head. Running his hands through his disheveled blond hair, he revealed a supremely confident and imposing buzz cut.
Hua Wencong, a typical Chinese man with a big, fluffy yellow hair, may appear ordinary at first glance, but underneath his ordinary features lies a unique sense of dominance. (Reference: Deng Guangrong)
He, who changed his name specifically for the undercover mission, smiled and whispered his original name - Hou Wenjun!!!
It turns out that if you pretend to be a pig for a long time, you will really be treated as a pig!
June 17, 1985, is a day that Hou Wencong will remember for the rest of his life. It was also the most frustrating day he had ever experienced.
"Don't agree?"
Coming out of the private room with a hostile look, when he picked up the topic on the stage and clinked glasses with Huafo, Hou Wencong seemed like a completely different person, with a fierce and defiant look in his eyes.
“Clever boy, I... what can I not accept? We all accept you as the spokesperson, me and the brothers!”
Looking at Hou Wencong's extremely arrogant eyes, feeling the tiger's claws on his shoulder as if they were about to crush him, Hua Fo became timid and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
On weekdays, Hou Wencong, who is strong and self-proclaimed, after being played like a clown twice in a row, finally became the fierce and domineering "Hou Wenjun"!
With a clang, Hua Fo hit his glass against the Buddha flower's, and then raised his wine glass to toast with each of the big brothers at the table, including De Shu, Da Sheng Gong, Ji Xiong, Mang Hui, and others, bumping seven times with Hou Wencong. He then lifted the whiskey in his hand high and swept his eyes over the sixty or so seats of the gangsters in the room before loudly shouting into the microphone, "Today is a good day for my promotion, so I'll have a drink with my brothers. At the same time..."
He didn't stay in the same place while speaking. He walked over to the table next to him and touched the glass, saying, "This drink is also a toast to the victory of the gentlemen. Why can the Nine-Dragon step into Mong Kok? It's because we're not united. Six or seven hundred people are as scattered as six or seven hundred grains of sand!"
"I am a straightforward person and I don't argue. From now on, I am the one in charge of Heliangsheng Mong Kok!"
"If anyone disagrees with me, consider this drink as a toast from me, Hou Wencong, to you in advance!"
As the sound came from the speakers, the scene gradually quieted down and the brothers of the gang stared at the newly rising leader of Mong Kok - Hou Wencong, also known as "Xia Shanhu".
"I'm in charge now!"
“I am awesome!”
“I am mighty!”
“I am a plane!”
"I..."
Hearing Hou Wencong's boast, the first to react and join in the fun was Fei Quan and his group, who immediately chimed in loudly.
“I am Huafo!” Feeling overwhelmed by Hou Wencong's momentum, Huafo was the first to give up on the idea of resistance, stood up and, imitating the manner of Fei Quan and his group, raised the glass in his hand high.
“Smart, I support you. I'm Bond!” The second Uncle De raised his glass with a serious expression.
“Smart brother, I hope you won't let me down! I'm Palace!” The knowledge that sitting in this position is not easy, Palace raised his glass with a bit of loyalty.
"Since everyone is going, I have no reason not to go! I am bold!" With that, Bold raised his glass.
"I am Blind Radiance!"
"I am Rotten Tooth Wealth!"
"I am a fine dog!"
"I..."
Seeing the brothers in Mong Kok all raising their glasses, Hou Wencong walked to the center of the field and held up the whiskey in his hand, loudly shouting "Cheers!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank in one gulp.
"Cheers!"
"I'm flying, let's go!"
"Done!"
Taking a gulp of whiskey from his glass, Hou Wencong suddenly began to sing, "In this world, how many true friends do we have, and how much friendship can last."
"Today we part, let's shake hands together, friendship will always be in our hearts." Looking at Jixiong from Dasheng Palace, he laughed and reached out his right hand and started to sing.
"Today we are temporarily parting, but we will surely reunite in the future." With one arm around Jixiong's shoulder, Dasheng Palace also joined in singing as they shook hands with Jixiong.
"Even if we can't meet, we are still friends." Uncle De, with tears in his eyes, softly sang, thinking of his brother who had passed away and whom he would never see again.
"They say there are mountains of ten thousand miles, separating us from each other!" Dongguan Boy swore to himself that he would succeed and bring his family to Hong Kong!
"There is no need to meet, you know in your heart, friendship never changes!" Sitting next to Hou Wencong, Chen Haonan looked at Dasanji and others, then turned to Hou Wencong, who was wearing a big back head like a super big shot in the movie, shining with the light of a big shot. He swore to follow Hou Wencong for the rest of his life!!!"
Mong Kok Ladies' Market
"Hou Wencong, the Descending Mountain Tiger?!!! Damn it, I, Yaoyang, will skin you tonight as commanded by the Dragon Head of Cheung Lok!" Yaoyang, armed with the Double Blossom Red Staff and accompanied by three to four hundred of his henchmen, shouted aggressively at the bustling Ladies' Market where people came and went.
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(End of this chapter)
Interlude "The Light of Friendship", ask for everything, want to take the skin of my Wei, have you asked my brother!
"Take care, Big Snake Brother!"
"No problem, Tank Brother, I'll find you for a drink another day."
After a simple meal in less than half an hour, considered as a gathering for leaders to get to know each other in the Ninth District, Hou Wencong stood at the door of the private room, smiling and sending off the big shots who had eaten and drunk to their hearts' content.
“聪明仔，没用的，你以为你现在做的事，三年前的九纹龙就没做过吗？他整整努力了三年，结果又怎么样？”
看着上蹿下跳把一众大佬送出包间的侯文聪，吃完饭捧着一杯茶在那慢慢细品的邓伯淡然的摇了摇头道。
"Do you want to divide and conquer the leaders of the Nine Districts, and then come after my village? Heh heh, clever boy, don't let emotions affect your judgment! They all rely on the fame of the United Victory to make a living. Unless you can offer a price higher than the sky, you are just ridiculous like a clown."
Dengbo's words are harsh, but they are the truth. It's like Hoo Wencong is looking at a Buddha statue. At this moment, in Dengbo's eyes, Hoo Wencong is no different from a fool.
"Do you want to do nothing and just be a chess piece in your hand? I, Hoo Wencong, don't have this habit!" Hoo Wencong, who returned to the private room, picked up the wine glass and drank a big mouthful of whisky, with a bitter face.
"I have said, with strength, your words will be heard, understood, acted upon, and only then will you get the results you want!" With a glint of fierce determination in his eyes, Mr. Deng put down his tea cup and smiled, pointing to the empty cup on the table.
"Have some tea, Dengbo!" Hou Wencong said calmly, as he stood up, picked up the teapot, and lowered his head to hide the defiant look in his eyes.
"Hmm, good! Smart kid, whether you are a dragon or a worm, take care of yourself these years." Dengbo, who had drunk half a cup of tea, slowly stood up and walked out of the private room.
For Deng Bo, he has achieved his goal of taming Hou Wencong, and Mong Kok has returned to his hands. As for whether Hou Wencong is willing or happy in the process, hehe, does the feeling of a chess piece matter?
Ho Wencong, who had been maintaining the posture of pouring tea for more than ten minutes, suddenly took a deep breath as if he had been reborn after drowning in water.
The carefree expression on his face was completely gone, and his eyes were filled with a defiant look as he smiled and picked up the small half cup of water left on the table, pouring it over his head. Running his hands through his disheveled blond hair, he revealed a supremely confident and imposing buzz cut.
Hua Wencong, a typical Chinese man with a big, fluffy yellow hair, may appear ordinary at first glance, but underneath his ordinary features lies a unique sense of dominance. (Reference: Deng Guangrong)
He, who changed his name specifically for the undercover mission, smiled and whispered his original name - Hou Wenjun!!!
It turns out that if you pretend to be a pig for a long time, you will really be treated as a pig!
June 17, 1985, is a day that Hou Wencong will remember for the rest of his life. It was also the most frustrating day he had ever experienced.
"Don't agree?"
Coming out of the private room with a hostile look, when he picked up the topic on the stage and clinked glasses with Huafo, Hou Wencong seemed like a completely different person, with a fierce and defiant look in his eyes.
“Clever boy, I... what can I not accept? We all accept you as the spokesperson, me and the brothers!”
Looking at Hou Wencong's extremely arrogant eyes, feeling the tiger's claws on his shoulder as if they were about to crush him, Hua Fo became timid and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
On weekdays, Hou Wencong, who is strong and self-proclaimed, after being played like a clown twice in a row, finally became the fierce and domineering "Hou Wenjun"!
With a clang, Hua Fo hit his glass against the Buddha flower's, and then raised his wine glass to toast with each of the big brothers at the table, including De Shu, Da Sheng Gong, Ji Xiong, Mang Hui, and others, bumping seven times with Hou Wencong. He then lifted the whiskey in his hand high and swept his eyes over the sixty or so seats of the gangsters in the room before loudly shouting into the microphone, "Today is a good day for my promotion, so I'll have a drink with my brothers. At the same time..."
He didn't stay in the same place while speaking. He walked over to the table next to him and touched the glass, saying, "This drink is also a toast to the victory of the gentlemen. Why can the Nine-Dragon step into Mong Kok? It's because we're not united. Six or seven hundred people are as scattered as six or seven hundred grains of sand!"
"I am a straightforward person and I don't argue. From now on, I am the one in charge of Heliangsheng Mong Kok!"
"If anyone disagrees with me, consider this drink as a toast from me, Hou Wencong, to you in advance!"
As the sound came from the speakers, the scene gradually quieted down and the brothers of the gang stared at the newly rising leader of Mong Kok - Hou Wencong, also known as "Xia Shanhu".
"I'm in charge now!"
“I am awesome!”
“I am mighty!”
“I am a plane!”
"I..."
Hearing Hou Wencong's boast, the first to react and join in the fun was Fei Quan and his group, who immediately chimed in loudly.
“I am Huafo!” Feeling overwhelmed by Hou Wencong's momentum, Huafo was the first to give up on the idea of resistance, stood up and, imitating the manner of Fei Quan and his group, raised the glass in his hand high.
“Smart, I support you. I'm Bond!” The second Uncle De raised his glass with a serious expression.
“Smart brother, I hope you won't let me down! I'm Palace!” The knowledge that sitting in this position is not easy, Palace raised his glass with a bit of loyalty.
"Since everyone is going, I have no reason not to go! I am bold!" With that, Bold raised his glass.
"I am Blind Radiance!"
"I am Rotten Tooth Wealth!"
"I am a fine dog!"
"I..."
Seeing the brothers in Mong Kok all raising their glasses, Hou Wencong walked to the center of the field and held up the whiskey in his hand, loudly shouting "Cheers!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank in one gulp.
"Cheers!"
"I'm flying, let's go!"
"Done!"
Taking a gulp of whiskey from his glass, Hou Wencong suddenly began to sing, "In this world, how many true friends do we have, and how much friendship can last."
"Today we part, let's shake hands together, friendship will always be in our hearts." Looking at Jixiong from Dasheng Palace, he laughed and reached out his right hand and started to sing.
"Today we are temporarily parting, but we will surely reunite in the future." With one arm around Jixiong's shoulder, Dasheng Palace also joined in singing as they shook hands with Jixiong.
"Even if we can't meet, we are still friends." Uncle De, with tears in his eyes, softly sang, thinking of his brother who had passed away and whom he would never see again.
"They say there are mountains of ten thousand miles, separating us from each other!" Dongguan Boy swore to himself that he would succeed and bring his family to Hong Kong!
"There is no need to meet, you know in your heart, friendship never changes!" Sitting next to Hou Wencong, Chen Haonan looked at Dasanji and others, then turned to Hou Wencong, who was wearing a big back head like a super big shot in the movie, shining with the light of a big shot. He swore to follow Hou Wencong for the rest of his life!!!"
Mong Kok Ladies' Market
"Hou Wencong, the Descending Mountain Tiger?!!! Damn it, I, Yaoyang, will skin you tonight as commanded by the Dragon Head of Cheung Lok!" Yaoyang, armed with the Double Blossom Red Staff and accompanied by three to four hundred of his henchmen, shouted aggressively at the bustling Ladies' Market where people came and went.
Thank you: that's the ups and downs, jumping space key, the setting sun in the past, grandmother bear 007's rewards, thank you for the collection and votes of book friends!
(End of this chapter)