Chapter 68 Takes the Prize
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Chapter 68 Takes the Prize
"Hello, Camel big brother, how are you? I'm Wong Kok Hou Man Chung."
The camel on the other end of the phone took the big brother and looked at the crow next to him, and said, "Ho Man Chung, I know, the tough guy from Wong Kok. What's the favor, clever brother?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just a little matter between the Crow and Heyisheng. You took in the Crow, and he came to me with 2 million, so I had to give Big Brother Luo a call to talk about it."
At the gym, Hou Wencong, who had almost boiled water, held a teapot to make tea while talking on the phone.
"Want to stand up for Heyisheng? Two million, I'll take a picture of you and not even have enough settling-in expenses!" The words were a bit arrogant, but to be honest, as a veteran big shot in the number gang, Luo Tuo still had some pride in his heart.
There's no way to go about it. With 100 against 300, Longle's Shuanghua Honggunt Yaoyang was taken care of in two minutes. Hou Wencong, the leader of the Xiaoshan Tigers, has truly "ascended to godhood" in this battle. In this era of collapsed etiquette and only valuing strength, to have such a record is truly remarkable. Hou Wencong is definitely qualified to have a conversation with Luo Tuo as equals, even though the latter is a year and a half younger (18 years old).
By the way, the Twelve Characters Stack of Number Gang and the Twelve Gangs of Hongxing have the same meaning. However, the Number Gang has been in a state of division for almost ten years without a leader.
"The crow slapped Heyi Sheng in the face. I'm definitely going to help Huoshui get this color head back. Two million is not enough, so let's make it four million. It shouldn't be too much to ask the crow to come up with four million for the transfer fee, right?"
Pouring water, rinsing the cup, brewing tea, almost all in one go, Hou Wencong smiled and made a please gesture to Huoshan and others.
Hearing that Hou Wencong didn't want to fight, just wanted to take some money as compensation, Luotuo instantly felt more confident.
"Four million?! Smart guy, my brothers in the Minzi stack are not necessarily afraid of you, this mountain tiger." Camel, who was smoking while making a phone call, crushed the cigarette he had just lit in his hand.
After finishing speaking, he looked at the dead crow beside him and said with some heartache, "One price, 168 I want to release! Sixty-eight thousand, take it or leave it, if you don't want it, we'll start tonight."
In the heart of the camel, Hou Wencong's name is only worth sixteen thousand and eight, if he dares to ask for more, he will have to pay a penny. Then tonight, Number Help can only go to war with He Liansheng.
"I said the big brother camel is so bold and ambitious, so let's make it 168." Are you going to help He Yisheng carry the sign for two million? Hou Wencong's life is not that cheap. It's just a matter of taking the money and earning some face for He Yisheng.
"Deal!"
“Never break my promise!”
"After hanging up the phone, Hou Wencong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and smiled with a hint of reminiscence, "I have talked to the Loctus for you. This matter will end here. He will offer 168,000 for the transfer fee. 168,000 is not a loss."
168 I want to take it, although it is a little less, but it's not bad! But at least the medical expenses and face must be recovered, and the fire and water know that this is the biggest help Hou Wencong can offer.
They exchanged a knowing look, reluctantly nodded and said, "Alright, we'll give him a break this time. Let it be 168. What do you think, Zha Shu?"
"Since Clever has spoken, shall we give the camel some face?" Rubbing his chin that was skewed by the crow, the second speaker, Crooked Uncle, said unwillingly.
“I don't care! The tea is good, clever dude.” Uncle Hua, who didn't attend the meeting last night and is purely here to make up the numbers today, raised his tea cup with a nonchalant expression and took a sip.
"You guys have made your decision."
After both Huoshui and Waisu agreed, it was clear that even if Scum Uncle had something to say, he was just someone who had lost face and taken a beating, not their own subordinate.
The biggest 'hope' Hou Wencong has now made it clear that he does not want to go through this again. Without his top horse, Wuya, his current strength is almost zero. Even though Uncle Zha has no intention of agreeing, he can only nod helplessly.
After everyone agreed on the number 168, Fire Water stood up and shook hands with Hou Wencong, without even saying a word of thanks, and immediately said, "Let's go, back to the Earth."
"Take care, uncles. Come up and visit whenever you have time." Hou Wencong smiled and waved goodbye to Zha Shu and the others, showing his politeness.
Standing up and stretching, Uncle Wai was somewhat satisfied with Hou Wencong's humble attitude. He adopted the manner of his father's generation and casually said, "Okay, smart lad. We'll be on our way."
打完斋唔要和尚的歪叔直接把一开始的聪明哥变成了聪明，现在又改成了聪明仔。既然目地已经达到，他们也就没必要在捧着这个同自己儿子一般大的和联胜旺角话事人了。
Finally, the uncle who failed to achieve his goal looked at Hou Wencong with a complaining look, grabbed the small bag on the table and said, "Clever boy, you really disappointed me. You can forget about this deal with Yisheng if you choose the dragon head in the future."
Ignoring the arrogance of the Fire Water, the arrogance of Uncle Wai, and the threats of Scumbag Uncle, Hou Wencong still looked at this group of old guys who were asking for trouble with a smile and said, "It's okay, I don't plan to choose the Dragon Head in the future anyway. But, you guys won't forget some things, right?"
After being told by Hou Wencong, the four of us looked at each other and then, as the leader, Firewater looked at Hou Wencong in surprise and said, "Is there anything else? You said 168, and we all agreed to do it your way."
What does Huo Shui really not understand Hou Wencong's meaning?
Haha, he's not really stupid to be able to mix into the inn, they're all just pretending to be stupid.
'Clap! Clap!'
Smiling and clapping his hands, Hou Wencong said, "Well done, daring to cheat even my money, no need for the crow to act, you old folks can just wait to close the stall tonight."
Damn, these old guys, being immortal is useless, no wonder the crow not only wants to change jobs, but also wants to beat up these old guys before leaving.
"What did you say? Smart kid, if you have the guts, say it clearly." Firewater, who was provoked by Hou Wencong's words, said unhappily.
“对呀，这笔钱说好了是让你帮手借兵的费用。”两百万里私人就出了一百万的渣叔抱着钱死不松手的道。
“靠，老子的电话不要钱啊？还是说我侯文聪的面子不值这两百一十六万八？”现在彻底被激怒了的侯文聪不光要这两百万的电话费，还要那十六万八的面子钱。
Since I have already torn my face with these old guys, every penny of Hou Wencong's money should not be less!
"If any of you dare to shortchange my boss by a single penny, I will bring people to flatten the entire Heyi Sheng tonight." Ah Wu, who knows when he arrived, was the first to rush to Uncle Zha's face, staring fiercely at the package in his hand.
Since the boss over there has failed to persuade Tony and the others, Long Five, with a dagger tied to his leg, cannot just stand by. He directly presses the dagger against Huoshui's neck with a solemn face and says, "Hou Sheng, as long as you say the word, I will help you take care of these old guys right now."
Two million one hundred and sixty thousand! How can we not split at least a million and eight hundred thousand for these four dead heads! For this amount of money, not only did Awu start thinking, but Long Wu also had murderous intentions at this moment.
(End of this chapter)
"Hello, Camel big brother, how are you? I'm Wong Kok Hou Man Chung."
The camel on the other end of the phone took the big brother and looked at the crow next to him, and said, "Ho Man Chung, I know, the tough guy from Wong Kok. What's the favor, clever brother?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just a little matter between the Crow and Heyisheng. You took in the Crow, and he came to me with 2 million, so I had to give Big Brother Luo a call to talk about it."
At the gym, Hou Wencong, who had almost boiled water, held a teapot to make tea while talking on the phone.
"Want to stand up for Heyisheng? Two million, I'll take a picture of you and not even have enough settling-in expenses!" The words were a bit arrogant, but to be honest, as a veteran big shot in the number gang, Luo Tuo still had some pride in his heart.
There's no way to go about it. With 100 against 300, Longle's Shuanghua Honggunt Yaoyang was taken care of in two minutes. Hou Wencong, the leader of the Xiaoshan Tigers, has truly "ascended to godhood" in this battle. In this era of collapsed etiquette and only valuing strength, to have such a record is truly remarkable. Hou Wencong is definitely qualified to have a conversation with Luo Tuo as equals, even though the latter is a year and a half younger (18 years old).
By the way, the Twelve Characters Stack of Number Gang and the Twelve Gangs of Hongxing have the same meaning. However, the Number Gang has been in a state of division for almost ten years without a leader.
"The crow slapped Heyi Sheng in the face. I'm definitely going to help Huoshui get this color head back. Two million is not enough, so let's make it four million. It shouldn't be too much to ask the crow to come up with four million for the transfer fee, right?"
Pouring water, rinsing the cup, brewing tea, almost all in one go, Hou Wencong smiled and made a please gesture to Huoshan and others.
Hearing that Hou Wencong didn't want to fight, just wanted to take some money as compensation, Luotuo instantly felt more confident.
"Four million?! Smart guy, my brothers in the Minzi stack are not necessarily afraid of you, this mountain tiger." Camel, who was smoking while making a phone call, crushed the cigarette he had just lit in his hand.
After finishing speaking, he looked at the dead crow beside him and said with some heartache, "One price, 168 I want to release! Sixty-eight thousand, take it or leave it, if you don't want it, we'll start tonight."
In the heart of the camel, Hou Wencong's name is only worth sixteen thousand and eight, if he dares to ask for more, he will have to pay a penny. Then tonight, Number Help can only go to war with He Liansheng.
"I said the big brother camel is so bold and ambitious, so let's make it 168." Are you going to help He Yisheng carry the sign for two million? Hou Wencong's life is not that cheap. It's just a matter of taking the money and earning some face for He Yisheng.
"Deal!"
“Never break my promise!”
"After hanging up the phone, Hou Wencong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and smiled with a hint of reminiscence, "I have talked to the Loctus for you. This matter will end here. He will offer 168,000 for the transfer fee. 168,000 is not a loss."
168 I want to take it, although it is a little less, but it's not bad! But at least the medical expenses and face must be recovered, and the fire and water know that this is the biggest help Hou Wencong can offer.
They exchanged a knowing look, reluctantly nodded and said, "Alright, we'll give him a break this time. Let it be 168. What do you think, Zha Shu?"
"Since Clever has spoken, shall we give the camel some face?" Rubbing his chin that was skewed by the crow, the second speaker, Crooked Uncle, said unwillingly.
“I don't care! The tea is good, clever dude.” Uncle Hua, who didn't attend the meeting last night and is purely here to make up the numbers today, raised his tea cup with a nonchalant expression and took a sip.
"You guys have made your decision."
After both Huoshui and Waisu agreed, it was clear that even if Scum Uncle had something to say, he was just someone who had lost face and taken a beating, not their own subordinate.
The biggest 'hope' Hou Wencong has now made it clear that he does not want to go through this again. Without his top horse, Wuya, his current strength is almost zero. Even though Uncle Zha has no intention of agreeing, he can only nod helplessly.
After everyone agreed on the number 168, Fire Water stood up and shook hands with Hou Wencong, without even saying a word of thanks, and immediately said, "Let's go, back to the Earth."
"Take care, uncles. Come up and visit whenever you have time." Hou Wencong smiled and waved goodbye to Zha Shu and the others, showing his politeness.
Standing up and stretching, Uncle Wai was somewhat satisfied with Hou Wencong's humble attitude. He adopted the manner of his father's generation and casually said, "Okay, smart lad. We'll be on our way."
打完斋唔要和尚的歪叔直接把一开始的聪明哥变成了聪明，现在又改成了聪明仔。既然目地已经达到，他们也就没必要在捧着这个同自己儿子一般大的和联胜旺角话事人了。
Finally, the uncle who failed to achieve his goal looked at Hou Wencong with a complaining look, grabbed the small bag on the table and said, "Clever boy, you really disappointed me. You can forget about this deal with Yisheng if you choose the dragon head in the future."
Ignoring the arrogance of the Fire Water, the arrogance of Uncle Wai, and the threats of Scumbag Uncle, Hou Wencong still looked at this group of old guys who were asking for trouble with a smile and said, "It's okay, I don't plan to choose the Dragon Head in the future anyway. But, you guys won't forget some things, right?"
After being told by Hou Wencong, the four of us looked at each other and then, as the leader, Firewater looked at Hou Wencong in surprise and said, "Is there anything else? You said 168, and we all agreed to do it your way."
What does Huo Shui really not understand Hou Wencong's meaning?
Haha, he's not really stupid to be able to mix into the inn, they're all just pretending to be stupid.
'Clap! Clap!'
Smiling and clapping his hands, Hou Wencong said, "Well done, daring to cheat even my money, no need for the crow to act, you old folks can just wait to close the stall tonight."
Damn, these old guys, being immortal is useless, no wonder the crow not only wants to change jobs, but also wants to beat up these old guys before leaving.
"What did you say? Smart kid, if you have the guts, say it clearly." Firewater, who was provoked by Hou Wencong's words, said unhappily.
“对呀，这笔钱说好了是让你帮手借兵的费用。”两百万里私人就出了一百万的渣叔抱着钱死不松手的道。
“靠，老子的电话不要钱啊？还是说我侯文聪的面子不值这两百一十六万八？”现在彻底被激怒了的侯文聪不光要这两百万的电话费，还要那十六万八的面子钱。
Since I have already torn my face with these old guys, every penny of Hou Wencong's money should not be less!
"If any of you dare to shortchange my boss by a single penny, I will bring people to flatten the entire Heyi Sheng tonight." Ah Wu, who knows when he arrived, was the first to rush to Uncle Zha's face, staring fiercely at the package in his hand.
Since the boss over there has failed to persuade Tony and the others, Long Five, with a dagger tied to his leg, cannot just stand by. He directly presses the dagger against Huoshui's neck with a solemn face and says, "Hou Sheng, as long as you say the word, I will help you take care of these old guys right now."
Two million one hundred and sixty thousand! How can we not split at least a million and eight hundred thousand for these four dead heads! For this amount of money, not only did Awu start thinking, but Long Wu also had murderous intentions at this moment.
(End of this chapter)