Shao Weimei's expression changed greatly, and he wanted to step forward and grab the lard boy and question, but he was dodged by the lard boy and kicked into the sea with his legs raised. Seeing the eldest prince fluttering in the water, the two drivers hurriedly jumped into the sea and rescued the eldest prince.

Shao Weimei soaked in the seawater, and said arrogantly on his face: "Lard boy!" ”

"Come out and mix, you have to talk and count, the money and the contract have already been paid, why only let one person go?" When the lard boy heard this, he laughed evilly, squatted on the dock and pointed at him: "What did the Shaw Brothers do, I know in my heart, I will hand it over to you alone, it is already a big boss who is kind, for the sake of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce." ”

"I can only choose one today!"

Shao Weimei will definitely choose his father to maintain his position in Shaw Brothers Cinemas, but if he does this kind of thing, he will be stigmatized for the rest of his life and looked down upon in the business world. He Dingxian not only wants to kill a revenge, but also ruin the reputation of the next generation of the Shaw family.

You must know that Shaw Brothers Cinemas is affiliated to Shaw Brothers and Sons Company, and Shaw Brothers Pictures are two companies, although they are both family properties, but Hong Kong Island Shaw Brothers Cinemas belongs to the two brothers Shaw Drunken Man and Shaw Estate, and the Shaw Brothers belong to Shaw Yifu and Shao Shanke.

The Shao Estate people themselves have a low stake among the Shaw brothers, and after Shao Weimei rescues his father, he can quickly annex the shares of the second uncle, but what do the third and sixth uncles think of him then? What do his peers in the family think of him?

The most important thing is that Shao Weimei can't make the decision to push his father to die.

"Don't you want both?"

Lard Boy sneered and raised three fingers: "I'll count three, one, two." ”

"Let me go."

Shao Weimei closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Bang!"

A little brother stood at the bow of the boat, aimed at the back of the head of the Shao Cunren and pulled the trigger, the Shao Cunren people's face flashed a touch of sorrow, and the next second the head blossomed, and fell into the sea. Shao drunken Weng was wearing a brown robe and a long white beard, and suddenly felt some warm mucus splashed on his face, and quickly closed his eyes.

"Young Master Shao."

"A family reunion." The lard boy patted Shao Weimei, who had climbed ashore, and said with a smile: "I won't bother." ”

Afterwards, Shao Weimei sat on the ground, quietly watched the ship dock, quickly stepped forward to rescue his father, and cried: "Yes, Lao Dou, yes."

Shao Drunken Weng couldn't bear to blame his son, hugged his shoulder, and said broadly: "I don't blame you." ”

"Do business."

"It's all blood licking from the knife edge."

It's the same even if it's a righteous line.

When Shaw Yifu learned that his second brother was shot dead at the North Point Pier, he was shocked and frightened. The Chaoshan Gang dared to ignore public opinion and directly attack the directors of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce.

This incident will undoubtedly make the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce very nervous, and even more united.

But Shao Yifu can only grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, his strength is not as good as others, and now he is fighting hard with the Chaoshan Gang, and the entire Shanghai Chamber of Commerce will be defeated. In the final analysis, the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce has no equal power against the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce, and many times it takes more to pay more for confrontation.

In the afternoon of the same day.

The bodies of the people of Shao Estate were scooped up, and the coffins were stopped at night, and the funeral was beautiful.

Repulse bay.

Shao Fu.

"A bow."

"Two bows."

Inside the funeral shed.

He Dingxian, Fang Suquan, Huo Guantai and other bigwigs of the Guangdong Provincial Chamber of Commerce wore black suits, stood in a row, and bowed deeply to the underworld three times according to the instructions of the master of ceremonies. After the bow was finished, the driver said, "Thank you, family." ”

He Dingxian, Fang Suquan and Fang Suquan straightened their waists, turned to face Shao Weiying, who was wearing linen and wearing filial piety, with a sad expression. Shao Estate has three sons in his life, especially Shao Weiying is the most outstanding, among which Shao Weiying also served as the general manager of the Shaw Brothers, but because the Shao Village people are not good at management and can only write scripts, the Shaw family has lost power, and their sons have also faded out of the Shaw Brothers Company, only Shao Weiying still stays on Hong Kong Island to manage the cinema, and the other two sons live on the island.

For Shao Weiying, her father was tragically killed, and she was naturally very sad in her heart, looking at the enemy who killed her father who came to mourn in front of her, her eyes were eager to be cut with a thousand knives, but because of the situation, she had to throw herself to the ground and kowtow to thank her.

"Thank you, uncles."

He Dingxian, as a representative, stepped forward to help Shao Weiying up, patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly: "Mourn." ”

"Thank you."

Shao Weiying hung her head, eager to pull out a gun, but no matter how many ways of revenge she had conceived, she really couldn't use any of them, often only the people in the rivers and lakes who had nothing dared to be brave, what is the little master with a lot of money?

The courage of the horseman!

Only for Puff!

He Dingxian and the others left the funeral shed smoothly, and when they were about to leave by car, someone stepped forward and said, "Mr. He, Mr. Shao wants to keep you for dinner, thank you for your mediation and rescue Mr. Drunkard." ”

He Dingxian smiled: "No need." ”

"It's all what I'm supposed to do."

Immediately, he got into the car without looking back, and as the car drove out of Repulse Bay, Ni Kun said loudly: "Big boss, Nanyang is going to do it." ”

"Hmm."

He Dingxian closed his eyes and snorted coldly.

Singapore.

In Chinatown, in a gambling stall, more than 30 Yiqun knifemen wearing black shirts and red ropes were slashing a group of Dinghai Society horses, accompanied by a burst of screams, the blood on the ground gradually increased, and the horses gradually lost their movement.

This is a goalless smashing and slashing of people, not for any interests, but simply to defeat the Dinghai Society and destroy the power of the Dinghai Society in Singapore. This kind of smashing and slashing people is the most violent and direct way of attack, and it is often only after the opponent has lost all its advantages, and the Jianghu society will carry out the attack. At the same time, it is also the most lethal way to attack the community, as long as you smash a dozen fields, hack dozens to death, and cut hundreds of people, there will be thousands, tens of thousands of people quit the community.

Unless the club still has the ability to organize a counteroffensive and find back the field, a large brand with tens of thousands of people may be cut to pieces in just a week, and it will no longer be on the table of the rivers and lakes.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that there was no more life in the field, a group of nominal knife hands put away their knives and stood up, gave an order, lifted the black curtain at the door of the stall, and rushed out with more than 30 horses, looking at the faces of the surrounding shops with frightened expressions and eyes, holding a blood-dripping machete in their hands, and roaring: "This field will be covered by the righteous group in the future!" ”

The streets are silent.

No one responded.

Inside the hospital.

Jiang Tianyang's face was pale, with a bandage around his waist, leaning on the head of the bed, and quietly listening to the report of his subordinate Ah Sheng: "Longtou, the territory of Dinghai Society in Chinatown has been swept clean, but it has not been found out where Wu Aqing is hiding for a while. ”

Jiang Tianyang smiled brightly, not at all like the person who was almost killed: "A Chinese community has no place in Chinatown, and it will always be only a third-rate club. ”

"When this is Shanghai Tang?"

Ah Sheng peeled the apple with a fruit knife, and said with a flattering smile: "Wu Aqing, that decrepit boy, still dares to send someone to the yin boss, and he is a black gun?" The top of the rivers and lakes didn't know that the dragon head killed five with his bare hands in the elevator, and everyone exaggerated that the guy was the elevator god of war. ”

"Huh."

"That nickname sounds like a faw."

Jiang Tianyang remembered the line of life and death in the elevator, and he still had palpitations at the moment. If the gunman had come for his life instead of trying to catch him alive, he would have been shot to death in the elevator a long time ago, and there would have been no room for a fight.

Naturally, there is no good impression of the title of the elevator victory, but it does not prevent people on the rivers and lakes from shouting like this. As for Mr. Wu Youdong, who was shot and injured in the elevator at the same time, he was sent to the best Elizabeth Hospital for treatment as soon as possible, and the bullet had already been taken out and was not in serious trouble.

When the Action Front learned that Wu Youdong had been shot on the way to his campaign speech, the reaction was very fierce, and some people had already shouted the slogan of "political white-knuckle warfare". What is "political white-knuckle warfare"? That is, two political factions of equal power carry out purges against each other, and often after the outbreak of a region, a white storm will be formed, and the winner will hold the ruling power for a long time. Similar activities were carried out in the peninsula, the former dynasties, Germany and Japan in World War II.

Lee Kwong Yew was noncommittal about this, and basically adopted a tacit attitude, which led to the recent arrest and imprisonment of a large number of people on both sides, the main thugs of the Labor Front were uniformed policemen, but the Action Front set up a semi-private armed front defense group, and Singapore only owes one beer hall incident.

The news of Wu's injury was initially kept secret, but it soon made headlines in the newspapers and Sin Chew. The Action Front not only took advantage of this incident to criticize the Labor Front and pour sewage on it, but also took the opportunity to build momentum and canvass for Wu Youdong. Wu Youdong's political image has a touch of pathos, from a simple political figure to a heroic figure who spoke for the nation and was shot by the opposition. You must know that the image of a politician is extremely important, and different images have different meanings, and will produce different chemical reactions at different times and environments.

If Wu Youdong was a mediocre old scalper before, he is now a big hero in the eyes of Singaporean Chinese citizens, and has become the hottest political figure nowadays, and the public support rate is rising, and it is easy to win the position of the district councilor.

Future achievements may be higher than history.

There is a way that if you don't die, there will be a blessing, Wu Youdong got his reward, Jiang Tianyang also jumped into the dragon gate in Singapore, and got the ticket to wash the white and go ashore and enter the house. Because, in the eyes of the bigwigs of the Action Front, Wu Aqing was hired by the Labor Front to assassinate Secretary Wu. Jiang Tianyang desperately protected the safety of Secretary Wu, not only Secretary Wu's benefactor, but also showed his loyalty to the Action Front, and he would become a guest of the Action Front in his senses.

In addition to purging, the Action Front also exposed the inside story of the transfer of interests between the Dinghai Company and the Labor Front, forcing the Labor Front to cut off from the Dinghai Society to protect itself. For politicians, this kind of third-rate community is a black glove, which can be thrown away at any time if it is dirty.

Lin Youfu dismissed Zhu Wensheng from his position, let him be investigated, and drew a clear line with Dinghai Society. It was precisely because of this opportunity that Jiang Tianyang dared to sweep the stalls of Dinghai Society, taking advantage of his illness and killing him!

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