Hong Kong Film: Founding of the Red Flower Club, champion Chen Jinnan!

Chapter 42

Ten minutes later.

Ye Tianhua walked out of the Royal Bath with his eyes in his mouth and a sharp gaze, his hands in his pockets.

The night sky was clear and cool after being washed by the drizzle.

Ye Tianhua walked onto the street.

Long Jiu, who was wearing a black leather jacket, and Chen Jinnan, who was wearing a white suit, accompanied him.

Both sides of the street were neatly lined with tall and upright figures.

Each of them wore a black suit and stood in the dark night. With his hands behind his back, he lowered his head slightly and shouted respectfully to Ye Tianhua.

"Hua brother!"

The voices were neat, deep and powerful.

The voices of more than two hundred people condensed together, like a bell and a bell. They echoed throughout the street.

Ye Tianhua watched them slowly walk to the middle of the street, and you looked at each of them with piercing eyes. Sweeping across.

It was like a stern general inspecting his soldiers.

After patrolling calmly for a moment, a gust of night wind came and brought a chilling air.

It blew between Ye Tianhua's eyebrows, and the two hundred men were like javelins. Standing there tall and steady.

At this time, Ye Tianhua slowly spoke loudly and said

"Tonight! Someone has killed us!"

"Think of our red flowers as soft persimmons!"

"What do you think we should do?"

"Kill back!"

Two hundred people immediately responded in unison.

"louder please!"

Ye Tianhua shouted coldly with sharp eyes.

"Kill back!"

"Tooth for tooth!"

This time everyone responded loudly, with great energy, and their tone was filled with a chilling air.

"good!"

"We're going to make them fight tooth for tooth!"

"Tonight I want the name of the Red Flower Club to be resounding throughout Hong Kong!"

"After this battle, I, Ye Tianhua, will share the glory and wealth with you!"

Ye Tianhua put his hands in his pockets and spoke sonorously.

The night wind blew across his stern face, and every line on his face was imprinted with perseverance and coldness.

Everyone present was infected by Ye Tianhua's words, and blood surged into their hearts.

"Set off!"

Finally Ye Tianhua issued the order

"yes!"

Two hundred guys got on the bus neatly.

A luxury Mercedes-Benz parked next to Ye Tianhua. Long Jiu stepped forward and opened the door.

Ye Tianhua got on.

After everyone got on the bus, vehicles drove away in the bright night. Mong Kok.

Heading towards Kowloon with a strong murderous intention!

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Kowloon District.

Paradise Bar.

All guests were cleared.

Wang Bao sat on the sofa, picked up a glass of whiskey and drank it in one gulp.

The mood seems very depressed.

He suffered a lot of losses tonight, many of his younger brothers were hacked to death!

Next to him, Ye Jun was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of wine with a gloomy expression.

He didn't expect that they would be defeated tonight

"Tamad!"

Wang Bao drank three glasses in a row and placed the wine glass heavily on the table. He turned his head and looked at Ye Jun beside him with a slightly drunken expression and said.

"Mr. Jun, the information you gave me is seriously wrong!"

"It cost me a lot tonight!"

Ye Jun looked at Wang Bao's unattractive face, took a sip of wine, crossed his legs, and lay on the sofa, saying indifferently.

"I didn't know that Ye Tianhua could hide such power!"

Wang Bao poured another glass of wine and drank it, looking at Ye Jun with a cold face.

"Mr. Jun, inaccurate intelligence information can kill people!"

"How is my loss calculated now?!"

Ye Jun saw that Wang Bao had been holding on to the loss, so he slowly said

"At worst, I'll spend 1 million to compensate you for your losses."

"1000000?"

Wang Bao frowned.

"This money is not enough for me to pay for the settlement of my subordinates!"

"One million is not enough? So how many do you want?"

Wang Bao slowly poured down a glass of wine and said to himself.

"At least 5 million!"

"My loss this time is really too great!"

"It can't be solved without 5 million."

…………

"5000000?"

Ye Jun frowned, his eyes flickered, and he stared at Wang Bao closely.

"Brother Bao, do you think I am rich?"

"Taking out 1 million is already my limit!"

Wang Bao raised his head and looked at Ye Jun, and said slowly

"You don’t have it, Dingye does."

Ye Jun's eyes turned slightly cold after hearing Wang Bao's words.

"You mean you want me to take money from my grandpa?"

"Brother Bao, you’re not really going to settle a score with me, are you?!"

"If you really think about it, you, the boss of Kowloon District, were also supported by my grandfather. Now that you have suffered a little loss, you want to ask my grandfather for money?"

"Are you feeling a little ungrateful?"

Wang Bao snorted coldly after listening to Ye Jun's words, and said quietly to Ye Jun

"Mr. Jun, I see that you are Lord Ding’s grandson, and I respect you greatly."

"But there are some things you shouldn’t say nonsense!"

"I have been the boss of Kowloon District for so many years, but I have not paid less tribute to Lord Ding."

"Moreover, when the Walled City came to me for something, which time did I not handle it properly?"

"When it comes to kindness, I have almost paid it back over the years!"

Listening to Wang Bao settling the accounts for him, Ye Jun's face turned a little ugly.

"So, you must compensate you 5 million today?"

Wang Bao glanced at Ye Jun and said calmly.

"I don’t need you to compensate me for 5 million"

"I hope that next time something happens, Mr. Jun would be better off not to trouble me!"

Wang Bao's words obviously meant that he wanted Ye Jun to cut off contact and not want to have anything to do with him anymore.

"OK OK!!!"

Ye Jun was so angry at Wang Bao's lukewarm words that he stood up and pointed at Wang Bao and said three good words in a row.

"Wang Bao, I have remembered what I said today. I hope you will never find me in the end. Even if you beg me, I, Ye Jun, will not pay any attention to you!"

After saying that, Ye Jun left his seat and walked towards the door of the bar.

Wang Bao said coldly without raising his head.

"Walk slowly and don’t send me away!"

If it weren't for the sake of his grandfather Ding Ye, he wouldn't be too lazy to deal with such a second-generation ancestor.

"snort!"

After Ye Jun left, Wang Bao drank another glass of wine and snorted coldly.

"Can I ask you something?"

"I don’t even care how much you weigh!"

As I drank another glass of wine, I felt even more upset about tonight's loss.

"Bathing street in Mongkok, Ye Tianhua?"

"The losses cannot be recovered from Ye Jun, the second generation ancestor."

"If we take down the bathing street in Mong Kok, we can make up for the losses."