MM Racing Chapter 53 Ah Le must have told you, right?
Chapter 53 Ah Le must have told you, right?
"Ah Qiang, it's me, the cripple from Qingshan Road."
An elderly voice came from the other end of the phone.
Don't older people usually go to bed early and get up early?
Why aren't you asleep at this hour?
"Uncle Chen, what's up? Why are you calling so late?"
His name is Chen Qing.
Ah Qiang asked directly; he was in a hurry to chop people up and didn't have time to chat.
"Why didn't you come back when Ah Lok told you to? Do you know you've caused trouble?"
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat annoyed at his lack of ambition.
If Gao Qiang hadn't saved him in Tsuen Wan and given him Gao Qiang's phone number, he wouldn't have bothered asking.
Gao Qiang, looking confused, asked:
"Uncle Chen, I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again."
"Zhongxinyi has spoken, telling you to withdraw before dawn, or you will bear the consequences."
"Those people are all crazy, don't act impulsively..."
After Qingshan Dao the cripple offered a series of persuasive words, seeing that Gao Qiang neither responded nor argued back, he tentatively asked:
"Ah Le didn't tell you, did he?"
After asking the question, his heart began to race.
If Ah Le hadn't told Gao Qiang, he would have ruined Ah Le's plans.
He is Ah Le's staunch supporter.
The incident in Tsuen Wan was deliberately orchestrated by him to promote Ah Lok and tarnish Big D's reputation.
Otherwise, after decades in the underworld, how could he not know to report to his gang and the names of big shots when something happens?
Even those who've only been in the business for a few days know about this.
Gao Qiang remained silent and pondered. Qingshan Dao, the cripple, dared not speak further, nor did he dare hang up.
The phone went silent.
After a moment, Gao Qiang spoke:
"Uncle Chen, thank you for reminding me. You should get some rest."
After saying that, Gao Qiang hung up the phone.
Ah Le, that old sly bastard.
I only swindled him out of 200,000 yuan.
He was told he would call 300 people, but he only called 100.
It's not like she's that vicious to swindle him out of 200,000.
Who cares? He's definitely using me anyway, and he's reaping the benefits behind the scenes.
Let's see who can outmaneuver whom.
Gao Qiang opened the car door and shouted:
"Set off!"
More than a dozen troop carriers headed towards the Chang Le Society's territory in Miao Street.
Ten minutes later, the car arrived at Temple Street.
They split into two groups, each clearing out the other two streets near the one he had already occupied.
Aji and Xiaofu traveled together.
Gao Qiang was with A Wu.
There were more people watching the Chang Le Society performance tonight, but it didn't seem particularly tense.
Some people were yawning, sitting on the steps, waiting to get off work.
However, they quickly became nervous.
Several bread trucks suddenly stopped in front of us.
When the car door opened, what rushed out was not joy, but horror.
"This number is for getting things done. Unrelated people, get lost!"
This time, Chang Le Society has hidden quite a few skilled fighters in the arena.
Once the skilled fighters had taken down the weakest parking attendant at the entrance, they stormed out of the arena.
"Ah Wu, the same old rule applies: whoever claims it first gets the bonus."
Gao Qiang shouted to A Wu on the other side of the street.
A-Wu's lips curled up, but he didn't reply. He pulled out his twin swords and charged at the group of people.
The fighting among gangsters is somewhat similar to ancient military campaigns, both requiring generals to lead the charge.
The more valiant and skilled a general is in battle, the bolder his subordinates will be, and the more they will dare to fight to the death.
Another advantage is that adding money is very effective, but it's a double-edged sword; it's okay to use it occasionally.
Gao Qiang doesn't have many of his own loyal followers; his main force comes from the people in the Number Gang.
Therefore, Gao Qiang did not exterminate them either time, and even urged the Blue Lanterns of Chang Le Society to surrender. These people would become the foundation for his future.
Unfortunately, Yanchanle was also there tonight, and enemies meeting are bound to be furious.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, grabbed a watermelon knife, and led several knife-wielding men to attack Gao Qiang.
When the two met, there were already many people lying on the street.
"Gao Qiang, you still dare to cause trouble? I think you're really asking for death."
"Lian Haodong, the second-in-command of Zhongxinyi, is my sworn brother."
"He's the one who said this today, that you'll be kicked out of Temple Street before dawn."
"Take your people and get out of here now, and pay 30 yuan for medicine, and I'll pretend nothing happened."
While talking, Yan Chanle gestured to a gunman beside him with his hand behind his back.
Gao Qiang remained silent.
Last time, Huo Bao also said that Lian Haolong was his sworn brother.
Could it be that you three are sworn brothers from the Peach Garden Oath?
He didn't want to waste time talking to trash like Yanchanle, and as he swung his iron bar, ready to sweep through the enemy ranks...
My heart started racing for no reason.
A crisis warning has been issued.
Gao Qiang suddenly took a few steps back, shielding the group of people with his number in front of him.
Bang bang bang!
The gunman fired several shots in Gao Qiang's direction.
The two henchmen protecting him collapsed with a thud.
The henchmen on both sides immediately and skillfully lay down on the ground.
Only the gunman remained standing, gun in hand, approaching Gao Qiang.
"Bang bang bang—"
Gao Qiang, who was lying on the ground, took out the gun from his waist, aimed at the gunman's torso, and pulled the trigger.
The gunman collapsed to the ground.
Suddenly, a silence fell.
"Kill him!"
Gao Qiang, who had gotten up from the ground, pointed at Yan Chanle and shouted.
Having recovered from his dazed state, Yanchan Le lost his previous confidence and began to fight and retreat.
Such high-level marksmanship!
What's the point of fighting?!
If his attempt to assassinate him fails, he'll definitely fight to the death.
They were already outmatched, and now they have a legitimate reason to run. If they don't run now, when will they?
He wasn't defeated, even though he lost his territory.
But Gao Qiang is finished too, even if the loyal and righteous people don't kill him.
Even if Gao Qiang shoots and kills someone in the street, he still has to go to Stanley for a few years of further study.
All that effort, and in the end it's all for nothing.
Under the escort of his underlings, Yan Chanle sneaked into the dark and narrow alley.
At this time.
A person was walking towards you from the other end of the alley.
He was wearing long sleeves and a hat on a hot day, with his head bowed so his face was not visible.
Yan Chan was pleased to see that he wasn't carrying a machete or baton, wasn't wearing a jacket, and wasn't a strong person, so he didn't bother with him and continued walking along the wall.
The distance between the two grew closer and closer.
ten meters.
五米
one meter.
Just as we were about to pass each other by.
suddenly.
The man strode quickly toward Yan Chanle, the dagger hidden in his sleeve slid out and plunged viciously into Yan Chanle's abdomen.
"Cousin, why did you stab me? Why did you abandon me?"
Yan Chanle stared wide-eyed at the man and knocked his baseball cap off with one hand.
Under the dim, flickering streetlights,
Yan Chanle then realized that the person who killed him was his own cousin, Huobao.
A smug smile appeared on Huo Bao's lips as he yanked the dagger upwards, slicing open Yan Chan Le's abdomen.
Yan Chanle took a few steps back in a daze.
He leaned against the wall, using his remaining consciousness and strength to pull out the large black star he had just acquired from his waist, aiming at the fire.
Upon seeing the dark muzzle of the gun, fear flashed across his fiery face.
"We're cousins, please don't kill me..."
As he spoke, Huobao threw the dagger in his hand to the ground.
"Bang bang bang—"
Because of their family ties, Yanchanle emptied the magazine.
My stomach has been ripped open; I definitely won't survive.
"We're cousins, you wouldn't bear to let me go alone, would you?"
He sneered.
A few seconds later.
The two collapsed to the ground with a thud.
……
"Brother Qiang loves hygiene the most."
"You need to clean this up properly, remove the bloodstains, cigarette butts, and tissues..."
Cao Dahua was leading the surrendered members of the Chang Le Society to clean up.
This is a long-standing rule at Dream Paris, so Gao Qiang doesn't need to explain it further.
Everyone in Hong Kong knows about this.
at this time.
The blue lanterns of Chang Le Society, carrying brooms instead of machetes, beamed with smiles.
They were all talking at once:
"I heard that Gao Qiang loves his brothers more than gold. He will definitely support his subordinates if something happens and is willing to share the money with them."
"Valet parking doesn't cost as much as cigarette butts, it's only 40%, while cigarette butts cost 60%."
"Not only that, he'll also teach you staff techniques and give you opportunities to stand out."
"However, he has a lot of rules."
"Whether he can hold on is still a question."
"Why think so much? It doesn't matter who the boss is, as long as we have work and money to earn, that's enough."
……
They have expectations, concerns about the new bigwig, and some who see things clearly.
After this battle, his men eliminated the day laborers of the Number Gang.
The number of people has increased from the original twenty-one to the current four hundred and sixty.
This is thanks to Gao Qiang's ability to win people over and his reputation.
Although most of them are temporary workers, the good thing is that they don't have to be paid daily, and Gao Qiang still gets paid.