The moon sets and the sun rises, and the golden crow breaks at dawn.
The night passed in the blink of an eye.
For most people on Hong Kong Island, this is an ordinary night. They should go to work at dawn, catch up on their sleep, and continue their social lives.
But for many people who are concerned about the affairs of the new Henderson and Mandarin Hotel, it was a thrilling night.
Early in the morning, people from all parties set out one after another to inquire about news.
Soon, messages one after another were gathered on the desks of leaders of various associations, as well as some wealthy people and a small number of Hong Kong government officials who were concerned about the fight.
Kowloon.
In a well-known restaurant, a group of relatively powerful bosses from He Shenghe, one of the four major societies in Hong Kong, gathered on the second floor, eating morning tea and chatting about the bounty.
"Big Brother Sheng is so stingy. The Mandarin Hotel offered a reward of 100 million, but he only offered 20 million. Is he looking down on her or because he has no money?"
"Haha, how come you don't have money? It's just that we don't have that much money for the time being. Who would have thought that the Mandarin Hotel is so tough? I would rather break him to pieces or bite him to death!"
"The big boss's victory is now on the line."
"Hey, come to think of it, aren't you tempted by the one who offered the reward?"
"Nonsense, how can you not be moved? It's just that Master Ding has been refusing to move. Who dares to make a move?"
"I don't know what Mr. Ding is thinking. That's a hotel worth 100 million, and the business is so good. It's like a hen laying golden eggs."
"You should take action this time, right? Otherwise, why did you call us here?"
"Tap tap tap!"
While everyone was chatting, they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs. Then they saw a man in his fifties walking up with a steady pace and a gold-wrapped crutch. He had gray hair, smiling eyes, and a smile on his face.
Slightly upturned, with a kind face, wearing a black satin gown with red stripes, he looks like a rich man.
It is He Sheng and the head of the family, Mr. Ding.
Although he looks kind-hearted, he was also a ruthless character when he was young. He only learned to curb his sharpness after becoming a big boss.
"Master Ding!"
"Today's shrimp dumplings are very good, would you like to try them?"
"Master Ding!"
All the bigwigs in the room quickly stood up and looked at him with respect, greed, and jealousy in their eyes.
"Sit, sit, sit, you eat yours, I've eaten here." Master Ding cheerfully raised his hand to say hello, and walked to an empty table that belonged to him alone and sat down.
His back was straight, his hands were on crutches, his legs were spread wide, and he was sitting in a posture like a horse. His bright eyes lightly glanced at everyone in the room, and he said calmly: "I just talked to 14k, Xin Ngee Ann, the other three major clubs.
The leader met and has already made an agreement with them. The reward of 100 million from the Mandarin Hotel will belong to us and Shenghe!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately became excited and started gearing up.
"Haha, you were right, right? I guess today is for the reward."
"I want the first prize! No one should compete with me!"
"Damn, who do you think you are? Even if you are ranked based on seniority, it is not your turn to take the lead!"
"What the hell do you mean? You can't get along with me, right?"
"So what if I can't make it?"
"It's a one-on-one challenge!"
"Then let's go!"
"You get out first!"
"Why don't you go out first?"
Heshenghe can be traced back to the 1880s. It is a society united by a large number of outsiders. It can be said to have a long history. So far, there are tens of thousands of registered members and countless peripheral personnel. It can be said that it is a big business.
, there are many halls.
Naturally, if there are too many people in this room, there will be no harmony, and there will often be internal fights, so when these big guys sit together, they often quarrel when they disagree.
Everyone is already used to this.
A mature and prudent middle-aged man in the crowd looked helplessly at the two people who were copying the money, and did not try to persuade them. He turned his head curiously and asked: "Master Ding, the three of them shouldn't be so easy to talk to, right? You opened the door."
What conditions?"
"Of course we won't be so easy to talk to." Lord Ding smiled and said, "After the matter is completed, the hotel will belong to us, and Guo Asheng's property will belong to those people."
"Isn't this unfair?" Someone frowned when he heard this and shouted dissatisfied: "We are going to fight life and death. They don't waste a single soldier, so they still want so many? How much net worth does Guo Asheng of Sun Hung Kai have?
A hundred million!"
"Haha, it's true that there are several hundred million, but they have to get it. I don't know how many people are staring at these two companies now. It's not easy to get this money." Master Ding smiled slightly, looking scheming.
After a while, the two quarreling guys stopped talking and began to discuss how to take down Sun Hung Kai.
…………
It's about ten o'clock in the morning.
Kowloon Walled City.
With his whole body covered in bandages, Shi Mingqiang struggled to walk out of a black clinic with a pale face. Two mainland girls who had been abducted by him were carefully supporting him.
This guy's life is really worthy of the nickname "Dead Life Strong".
Yesterday, Ya was stabbed alive by seven or eight knives, and he lost an unknown amount of blood. However, he survived the whole night half dead. And this morning, he was lucky enough to be discovered by an acquaintance of the young and Dangerous boy, who dragged him back to Kowloon Walled City.
"Hey, what a pity Paiguzi, my good brother, died so tragically!"
After a hard journey back home, Shi Mingqiang lay on the bed and sighed. Then he rolled his eyes and immediately told the two girls standing by: "Go to Paiguzai's house quickly and look through his father's urn.
There must be money."
"oh oh."
The two women quickly turned around and left. After leaving the room, they looked at each other again, and both saw disappointment in the other's eyes.
This damn disaster will last for thousands of years!
This bastard is still alive even after being chopped like that!
"Let's go quickly before we offend that guy again."
The two hurriedly walked away and soon arrived at Paiguzai's house, which had been reclaimed from the sea. They kicked open the door several times and found an urn where the ashes had been offered. Sure enough, they dug out more than 500 scattered banknotes.
When they took it home, they found that there were several people in the room, and they were surrounding the half-dead man asking about the situation at the Mandarin Hotel.
The two of them didn't dare to go in and interfere, so they just stood outside and listened to the wall.
It turned out that the few people in the room were the leaders of several small societies in the walled city. Since Sun Hung Kai had been defeated and Shenghe was about to leave, they were unwilling to take action on Chu Heng and planned to join forces with several groups to take advantage of the situation.
Before Zhu He Shenghe could deal with Sun Hung Kai, he had to kill Chu Heng and get the 20 million reward first.
That's why they came to find Death Qiang, one of the few survivors, to inquire about the situation.
After the bad guy told what he knew, the group of people discussed countermeasures in the room and left after a while.
The two sisters who heard clearly outside the door did not return to the house after they left. Instead, they ran to a place where no one was around and muttered for a while before returning to the house.
When he saw them coming back, Shan Mingqiang hurriedly asked: "How is it? Did you get the money?"
"I got it, I'll burn it for you later!"
The two women came to the bed with expressionless faces, their eyes were as calm as death. They slowly exposed their arms from behind, each holding a sharp knife in their hands!
