Chapter 266 0265 [How Unreasonable Is This, They Are All Old, Weak, Sick and Disabled! 】

He Liansheng has a large number of people in Hong Kong, known as 30,000.

Many people say that there are many players with Liansheng but they cannot fight.

Therefore, except for Li Kuohua, the head of Pulsatilla, many of the double bonus red sticks with Liansheng are not high in gold content.

But Wanchai Dafei is an exception.

Da Fei was born in a slum in Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong. There are many sisters in his family. His parents support a family of more than a dozen people by selling fish balls. Under such an economic environment, Da Fei started to struggle in the society without reading a few days. At first, he helped people unload smuggled goods at the wharf, and later he started the business of scalping tickets.

By chance, 15-year-old Da Fei joined the apprenticeship of "Pulsatilla" Zhen Guolong, the boss of "He Lian Sheng".

Dafei is tall and powerful, coupled with a shrewd mind, good at thinking, and never confronts difficulties in doing things. He only does some chores when he is a fledgling, but his outstanding ability to handle affairs was quickly discovered by the community.

Tung Choi Street, known as Ladies’ Market back then, was a very popular commercial street in Yau Tsim Mong, Hong Kong, with a huge flow of funds, and it was a piece of fat pork. Da Fei led a group of people to open up territory here, which brought huge benefits to the society. Economic sources.

Because of Da Fei's business acumen, not long ago the old Pulsatilla gave Da Fei the mahjong shop in Wanchai District, which was the most lucrative place.

This made Da Fei grateful to the big boss Pulsatilla, after all, he is only in his twenties, and he can take charge of a party that is also one of the best in the club.

At this moment, Da Fei has messy long hair and is wearing a windbreaker. He is standing on a chair in the mahjong hall with one foot, leaning half of his body on the gaming table, holding a bottle of whiskey in his left hand, and taking a sip of the pungent Then he put down the bottle, looked at the thirty gold-medal thugs standing in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes, and said in a low voice: "The old man just said that we have something to do! Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, today It's time for us to repay the boss!"

The old Ding Zhenguolong just gave Da Fei an order to kill that damn Indian guy Amir and burn his business firm Alibaba.

Da Fei patted his chest and agreed. For him, killing an Indian Ah San is nothing at all.

"Brother Fei, we have found out the details of that Indian ghost!"

At this time, one of Da Fei's subordinates rushed in from outside. Before he could finish speaking, Da Fei flipped his windbreaker and took out a long and narrow samurai sword from behind, "Where is it?"

"Our brother saw that Indian ghost eating curry rice in an Indian restaurant, and rushed to his ghost company after eating. I have written down the address!" His subordinates also imitated Da Fei's appearance, and took out a watermelon knife from behind. Dancing two sword flowers in the hands.

Da Fei grinned, showing his white teeth: "Action! Let's send that Indian ghost on the road!"

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Amir is very satisfied with his current life, except that the salary is less, only 300 yuan a month.

But now he has the very honorable title, "CEO of Alibaba Firm".

For this reason, Shi Zhijian also specially spent money to print a bronzing business card for him.

Whenever Amir looked at the brand-new business card full of French perfume, he felt that his spiritual world was full.

The blessing of glory and halo at this moment made Amir forget that this "Alibaba firm" is just a small shop less than 30 square meters, and the public toilet on the street is on the left side of the door. The yard is big enough, in addition to where he lives, there are three other rooms that serve as warehouses for the business.

In addition, as the CEO, Amir can now command and control a total of three people.

The old stubborn man who took care of the warehouse, the old lady who helped him take care of his life, and Bao Yazhen who acted as his female secretary.

Amir told himself that all this is temporary, just like what Mr. Shi said, Alibaba will definitely become very strong in the future, what is our slogan?

Let the world have no difficult business!

Da Fei rushed to Alibaba Firm with 30 gold-medal thugs armed with murder weapons.

When he saw the firm in front of him, Da Fei was stunned for a moment, and so was the gang behind him.

They came out to hang out anyway. I have seen many so-called commercial firms and foreign firms, but I have never seen such a simple and shabby one.

Since you are opening a business, you should at least have a large wrought iron gate, or even an iron gate, a red-painted wooden gate, and the house in front of you is just a small courtyard. It doesn't look like it's open for business.

"This is Alibaba Commercial Bank?" Da Fei, carrying a samurai sword, turned around and asked the subordinate who summoned him.

The subordinate ran out with a watermelon knife in hand, nodded and bowed his head: "Yes, that's right here! He saw that Indian ghost go in with his own eyes!"

Da Fei looked at the gate again, and sure enough, there was a plaque hanging on the side of the gate, on which was written "Alibaba Firm, and there is a line of English letters below it."

Da Fei had a headache. He was most afraid of English, so he asked behind him: "What the hell is this English?"

A man came out, looked at it and replied: "All business is in 'TAO, BAO'!"

Da Fei: "Huh? Run away? Could it be that this Indian ghost knew we were coming and ran away?"

"No, Brother Dafei, it seems to be Taobao, not running away!"

Da Fei slapped him away, "Go away, do something!" After saying that, he threw off the windbreaker he was wearing, handed the samurai sword to the person beside him, then backed up a few steps, ran wildly, and jumped into the body after a few steps of run-up. He went up to the top of the wall, turned over and landed on a kite, and soon, creaking, the door opened.

"pretty!"

"Big Fei is mighty!"

A group of men sycophant.

Da Fei is very proud, how can he not have some real kung fu to do great things?

"From now on, let's rush in, cut down all the men, and control all the women! In short, we must capture that Indian ghost alive!"

"Brother Da Fei, didn't you kill him?"

"It's a New Year's Eve, let's catch him and hand it over to the boss!"

Da Fei thought very clearly, even though the boss Pulsatilla told him to destroy the Indians and burn down the firm.

But now it's the Chinese New Year after all, and it's hard to solve such a big incident. I'm afraid the big boss Pulsatilla is also angry, so it's better to let him handle it.

So, under the leadership of Da Fei, more than 30 Hutchison gold medal fighters waved their weapons and rushed towards the inside of the Alibaba firm.

But after they broke into the firm, they were stunned.

Looking at the situation inside, everyone was dumbfounded.

The stubborn old concierge in charge of the warehouse boredly glanced at the gang of thugs who came in suddenly. He had experienced the Japanese invasion before, and he was not even afraid of little devils with guns and cannons. How could he be afraid of these guys?

So he coughed a few times, continued to listen to the Cantonese opera on the radio, and turned his head to make tea on the stove.

Seeing so many people rushing in, the old woman in the firm was startled, then put down the quilt she was making, and asked Da Fei weakly, "What are you doing?"

Amir and his female secretary Bao Yazhen reacted normally.

Bao Yazhen screamed, "Ah!"

Amir paled: "Who are you and what are you going to do?"

Holding a samurai sword, Dafei looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled in this room, and asked himself, yes, why did I bring so many people here?

What kind of ghost firm is this?