"Today's big day in Changle, a mountain that is brave enough to bring people to Changle?"

Chen Dong did not rush into the door, but waited for the tall figure of his left hand to be revealed on the first bus before frowning and walking inside.

How many people did the left hand bring?

Chen Dong suppressed his doubts, knowing that it was his left hand in the car, he could put his mind at ease, after all, his left hand was eating with Huo Dongjun.

Entering the square of the Second Holy Palace, Feiying and a group of younger brothers have already knelt down in front of the altar of worship under the guidance of the wood ghost and swore an oath of incense, Chen Dong will also accept people today, he is only responsible for opening the mountain gate, which can be regarded as the friendship between him and Huo Dongjun side by side at the entrance of Kwun Tong Hall, and the rest of the ceremony, of course, still has to be presided over by the wood ghost.

Chen Dong took off his robe and quietly walked behind Huo Dongjun, and said in a low voice: "I brought more than a dozen buses with my left hand, at least four hundred people, I don't know if he is a ghost." ”

Huo Dongjun was stunned for a moment, his two eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he responded in a low voice: "It's not a problem, the left hand is young, and his mind is heavy, but he is a little greedy." ”

Chen Dong didn't understand what Huo Dongjun meant when he said that his left hand was young and a little greedy, but he believed Huo Dongjun's words very much, and many times the brothers at Kwun Tong Tangkou said that Chen Dong himself was a red stick, and Brother Jun hid all day long and didn't see anyone and only came up with ideas, more like a white paper fan, this was not dissatisfied with Huo Dongjun, but one-sided praise Huo Dongjun for his eye-catching mind.

Therefore, Huo Dongjun was a little greedy with his left hand, and Chen Dong believed it very much.

Since Huo Dongjun said something, Chen Dong naturally shrugged his shoulders and sat beside Huo Dongjun.

It is very boring for Huo Dongjun to open the mountain gate to accept people, repeating the question again and again, and after the younger brother below answers, he took the red envelope of Baimen handed over, Feiying wrapped 3,666 red envelopes to Huo Dongjun, with his identity as a red stick, it is a little embarrassing, but everyone present is silent, Baimen Hongfeng pays attention to sincerity, this money must be taken out by himself, so Feiying did not move the loan fee that Huo Dongjun gave him, but took out all the money in his pocket before, so as to make up this amount.

The second batch of left hands brought more than 400 people, all of them were his little brothers in various middle schools in North Point, the rotten boys outside were amazed that the left hand could bring out more than 400 brothers, and the leopard head in the Ersheng Palace was even more eager to clap his hands excitedly, and the more excited he was when Changle received people, only the smiles on the faces of Heixing and Huo Dongjun were very faint, and their eyes staggered and touched each other from time to time.

The left hand did not worship under Huo Dongjun's door, but worshiped under the door of straw sandals Chen Hao, which made Chen Hao's mouth smile couldn't close, he originally thought that his disgraceful straw shoes identity must be tied up today, but he didn't expect the second batch of left hands to follow him, although Ah Hu asked him to follow him, but later the left hand performed well, even Chen Hao thought that his left hand would definitely worship Brother Jun when he had the opportunity in the future, but he didn't expect his left hand to hand him a red envelope.

Huo Dongjun's face was slightly gloomy when he handed Chen Hao the red seal of worship with his left hand, he was not afraid that his little brother would be too strong in the future, but the ambition and ability of his left hand, and the most important thing was the mind of his left hand, which could not be suppressed by Chen Hao's straw sandals, and he might even be pulled by his left hand as a shield.

At the age of seventeen, it is rare to know how to make your own territory clear is his little brother, even if four hundred people are just pulled with their left hand to show their faces, but it is enough to block the minds of Changle and others to interfere too much in Mong Kok, and worshiping Chen Hao as a big man shows that his left hand knows what he wants, but this practice may make the leopard head, Chen Hao and these people excited, but they can't hide the black star and their own eyes.

This kind of thought, in Huo Dongjun's opinion, is somewhat childish, and his left hand is too simple, but now it is necessary to remind him that only one day he will meet, and it will be better if he comes forward again.

In addition to the flying eagle and the left hand, the other rotten boys who worship the door into Changle are scattered, half of them are Yuen Long Zai, because this is the head of Yuen Long, not to mention that Changle has been popular recently, and the local rotten boy has never had the opportunity to follow the big word, now of course seize the opportunity to worship under the Changle door, hoping to have the opportunity to see Yau Tsim Wang.

As Huo Dongjun expected, Chen Dong received the most people, and in addition to the rotten boy, there are also many other small characters with a big bottom over Changle, but if you want to learn from the flying eagle flat ground with a thunder, it is not possible, although Changle is a sunset club, but a thunder on the flat ground is not so cheap, the flying eagle can get this glory, it is by him to play, hang up Billy and Miss Shi, this kind of record is worthy of Black Star's mouth, but other big bottoms that only want to pass the file and mix the benefits can only be boiled slowly from Sijiuzai.

What makes Huo Dongjun curious, several people who have passed Changle with the identity of the big bottom have chosen to worship under their own door, which makes Huo Dongjun a little crying and laughing, these people obviously want to lean over and rub water with themselves, and want to hold their own big water pipe, and the white paper fan Ma Jingdu of Hetu, the straw sandal fat dog of Dongying Society, the straw sandal big chew autumn of Jingyi, the white paper fan soda of Chaolianyi, one by one, they don't even want the identity of the big bottom, and Hong Ying has to follow himself from Sijiuzai behind the fading.

For this kind of worshipper, of course Huo Dongjun would not really expect them to help his own hall, but even if he saw Chen Dong at the entrance of his Kwun Tong hall leave to open another hall, there was no one available under his hands, only one straw sandals Chen Hao, and even the flying eagle had to go to Yau Ma Tei.

Huo Dongjun would rather believe that there are more people in the group of people in the big nose forest, fat and ponytail, but the opening of the mountain gate pays attention to those who come and does not refuse, if it is not the right person, Huo Dongjun can't find enough reason, and he can't push it off if he wants to.

Jixiang and Ah Wu, who were wearing white suits that pierced the eyes of the clothing designer dogs, were really tied up, from beginning to end, only three or two big cats and kittens were accepted, and Dao Zihao received more than 100 people to get started.

From the morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, Changle's mountain gate was not over, not to mention Black Star, Niu Wei's class of elderly bosses, even Huo Dongjun himself felt a headache and dry mouth, and kept repeating the conversation, Huo Dongjun originally thought that King Kong could come over with him, but until the end of the ceremony, Black Star cut the roast pig, King Kong did not arrive.

Black Star didn't forget to help Huo Dongjun speak out, lifting Chen Hao and Yaohui, after cutting the roast pig, Black Star opened his mouth to tell a group of Changle disciples that Huo Dongjun was doing business with the flower girl on Polan Street, so the person in charge of the town hall entrance during this time was the head horse Fuhao, and the field in Central was laid by Kwun Tong Tangkou, and before he was qualified to open the hall, he would hand it over to Huo Dongjun's younger brother Yaohui to take care of.

This made the little brothers who followed Chen Hao excited, and the faces of those rotten boys who followed Huo Dongjun were a little ugly, who would have thought that as soon as he visited the door today, his big man would hand over the hall to the head horse to take care of, and he knew that there was this result, it was better to worship under the mourning family, which was more convenient to take advantage.

After eating roast meat, the taxi on the side came over and handed the phone to Huo Dongjun: "Brother Jun, the phone, I don't know if the other party is on the side, and I don't want to disclose my name." ”

Huo Dongjun wiped his fingers and took it: "Hey, look for me?"

A hoarse and weird voice rang on the other end of the phone: "Brother Jun, I sold you a message for 100,000 yuan, do you want it?"

Huo Dongjun slowly stood up, left the crowd, and walked away a little before he said with a smile: "I receive this kind of call every day, do I believe what you say? ”

"You are a gangster, of course I believe you, the money will be transferred for me, and the account number I just took advantage of the crowd and left it in the window of your Bentley. The voice on the other side smiled, but it didn't feel any heartiness and happiness, on the contrary, there was only an indescribable gloom.

"If you don't talk about it, I'll hang up. Huo Dongjun's eyes looked at the crowd in the square of the main hall, and said in a deliberately contemptuous tone.

"Liang Weichang, he nailed two nails into Changle, one with Chen Dong and the other with Chen Hao. The male voice directly said the content of the message this time: "Is this news worth 100,000 yuan?"

"You made the wrong call, I don't know what long and short music is, I'm a cultural person, I make magazines, goodbye. Huo Dongjun hung up the phone and exhaled.

This news must be true, and the other party is not for money, Huo Dongjun stood in place and thought for a while, and then walked back to Heixing's side, Heixing saw Huo Dongjun's expression was a little strange, and asked out loud, "What's wrong?"

"Someone said, Changle was nailed. "This kind of thing, Huo Dongjun has no need to hide it from Black Star.

Hei Xing laughed, looked at the crowd around him, and said to Huo Dongjun: "Do you think you have just been nailed into a nail? ”

After Hei Xing finished speaking, he patted Huo Dongjun on the shoulder: "I turned over the bottom of the sea just now, the number of people who entered Changle today is more than 2,300 people, and there are more than 900 people under Chen Dong's name, Chen Hao counted the group of people on the left hand, and received 700 people, you have 400 more junior brothers, and the rest are Jixiang, Ah Wu, and Dao Zihao, which is the most received by Changle in these years." ”

Huo Dongjun nodded, you know, this is the countryside of Yuen Long, which can accept more than 2,000 people, which is already spectacular, although half of them are Yuen Long Tsai, but more than 1,000 rotten boys can take a two-hour car to come to the door in the morning, which can also prove that Changle's name during this time is indeed loud enough, at least after today, the name of the Sunset Club can be removed.

A club with two young bigwigs, the point club is still a sunset club.

However, Huo Dongjun was too lazy to think about the problems of the club, he was more worried about the phone call, whether the nails were really nailed to Chen Hao and Chen Dong, or whether this phone call was to kill people with a knife, force himself to mess with Liang Weichang, or even use two nails to mess with his mind and confuse his vision, and the real nails were nailed to his side.

"But it doesn't matter, Heixing has already told people that he is going to do business with Huagu, the affairs of the club, it has nothing to do with him in the short term, and he has to find his own evidence, Liang Weichang, Zhang Zhiwei, Peng Yue?

Starting tomorrow, I will be able to sell magazines while slowly seeing the edge of the nail.

At this time at the Kwun Tong Police Station, Leung Wai-chang of the anti-gang team sat in the office with his chin touched, looking at a file in front of him.