Chapter 20 Guan Zai Sen, I'll send you to the moon
Chapter 20 Guan Zai Sen, I'll send you to the moon
Guan Zisen drank a few glasses of wine and became somewhat drunk.
Upon hearing Lin Sheng's words, he immediately snapped out of his daze and hurriedly said, "Sheng, Shilon Street is my most important territory, how can I hand it over to you!"
"Um?"
Lin Sheng frowned.
Wo Luen Shing had several streets in Yau Ma Tei, with Shanghai Street being the most lucrative, where Kwan Tsai-sum and Lung Kan were active.
Shilong Street is very quiet, with only a small convenience store, and the monthly fee is less than 1,000 yuan.
Guan Zai Sen has always ignored Shek Lung Street, so why has it become his most important place now?
At this moment, Guan Zisen suddenly spoke up: "Ah Sheng, you must have made a lot of money setting up your stall on Shilong Street, right?"
"Not much, just enough to support a few underlings!"
"Hehe, you're so modest, why don't you become a teacher!" Guan Zisen sneered.
"Brother Sen, you don't mean to take back Shilong Street, do you?" Lin Sheng asked tentatively.
However, it took a lot of effort to transform this street into a paradise for women's underwear. The beautiful women in the surrounding area would come to Shilong Street to shop for underwear.
Moreover, the fees that Lin Sheng pays to Guan Zisen every month, as well as his pocket money, are quite substantial.
He has always kept a low profile, and the useless big shot wouldn't notice the changes in Shilong Street.
Today, he suddenly asked to take it back. Could it be that someone secretly instructed Guan Zai Sen?
"That's right!" Guan Zisen nodded.
Lin Huai Le agreed to give him two or three hundred thousand yuan every month, so of course he had to kick Lin Sheng out.
Upon learning Guan Zisen's purpose, Lin Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile as he picked up the Martell bottle on the table and took a small sip.
Seeing Lin Sheng remain silent, Guan Zisen continued, "Sheng, you know the boss is very poor. A lingerie factory owner approached me, wanting to partner with me in business!"
"You've already taken over three streets in Babi, Shilong Street is irrelevant to you now, give it back to the big boss!"
Lin Sheng looked at Guan Zaisen with a forced smile and said, "Brother Sen, if you need money, you can ask me. There's no need to cut off my source of income, is there?"
"Ah Sheng, damn it! Shilong Street is my territory. I haven't asked you for a share of the money you've made. If you know what's good for you, move out and stop making things unpleasant for everyone!"
Guan Zisen looked displeased and pointed at Lin Sheng's nose, cursing.
We must take back Shek Lung Street today, no matter what. Otherwise, we'll expel Lam Sing from the family. Without the Wo Luen Shing brand, let's see how he dies!
"Brother Sen, what do you think of Babi?" Lin Sheng slowly put down his wine glass, a faint smile on his face.
Seeing this, Gao Jin, who was standing behind him, called A Dong and the others to go out and prepare the vehicle to send Guan Zisen to the moon later.
"Babi? Didn't you pay for his bill? What else could he be watching?" Guan Zisen looked at Lin Sheng with suspicion.
"Baba wants to take half of my business with a million dollars. I wonder how much money that underwear factory owner gave you to cut off my source of income?"
Guan Zaisen immediately flew into a rage, slamming his hand on the table and pointing at Lin Sheng's nose as he cursed, "I don't care what your opinions are, starting tonight you can't set up a stall on Shilong Street, or you'll be joining the other big shots!"
After saying that, Guan Zisen turned around and prepared to leave the private room.
In his memory, Lin Sheng was still that friendly 49-zai who would never dare to lay a hand on him, a big shot.
Harming a senior fellow disciple is a serious crime; if the gang finds out, the perpetrator will be stabbed three times and have six holes pierced.
With nothing to fear, Guan Zisen walked with an air of utter indifference, showing no regard for family or friends.
Looking at Guan Zisen's arrogant back, a cold killing intent flashed in Lin Sheng's eyes.
Without saying a word, he grabbed the unopened bottle of Martell from the table and, with a sudden burst of strength, smashed it hard against the back of Guan Zisen's head!
"Bang!"
A crisp yet dull shattering sound suddenly rang out, and shards of glass mixed with amber-colored liquor splashed everywhere, instantly echoing throughout the enclosed private room and making everyone's eardrums vibrate.
Hearing the commotion in the private room, Gao Jin and Jimmy walked in one after the other. When they saw that Lin Sheng had actually cracked Guan Zai Sen's head open, they both showed surprised expressions.
Jimmy blurted out, "Brother Sheng, this is our territory. If something happens to Lao Ding here, the consequences will be severe if the gang finds out!"
Harming a fellow sect leader is punishable by torture according to the sect rules!
In Jimmy's mind, the powerful Lin Sheng wasn't strong enough.
If they had the power of Big D in Tsuen Wan, they could kill Kwan Tsai-sum on the spot and no one would dare to object.
"Will you guys tell anyone?"
Lin Sheng looked at Gao Jin and Jimmy.
The two looked at each other and shook their heads heavily at the same time.
Lin Sheng then pointed to Guan Zisen, who was lying on the ground fast asleep with his head covered in blood: "Will he tell?"
The two shook their heads again.
"If you don't tell, and he doesn't tell, who will know!" Lin Sheng sneered.
Guan Zai Sen wants to cut off his source of income, and there's only one outcome: he'll go to the moon and cut down trees!
In fact, Lin Sheng had better ideas, such as causing Guan Zisen to have a traffic accident on the road or suffocate to death in a sauna.
But he didn't want to go through that trouble.
Old Dinglonggen is on his side, Guan Zisen is dispensable.
He wanted to use Big D to get rid of him, and he could take over in a few days.
"Jimmy, give this to Guan Zaisen and call Wang Gang over!"
Lin Sheng took a bottle of pink pills out of his pocket and handed it to Jimmy.
I won this in a lottery. It's from the movie "Tricky Master" and it says "You can't move your lewdness." One bite and even a stone woman will turn into a wild beast!
"Brother Sheng, Wang Gang had surgery earlier, but not later!" Jimmy said with a strange expression.
"That's exactly what we want—for him to be incomplete. Otherwise, how can we get Guan Zisen to reveal who ordered it?" Lin Sheng sneered.
He walked to the liquor cabinet, took out a bottle of Moutai, and handed it to Gao Jin.
"Brother Sheng, should we fill the whole bottle?" Gao Jin asked after taking it.
"This is a miniature camera. We'll have Guan Zaisen admit to slandering D-powder and framing someone. The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) is already investigating!"
Didn't Wong Bing-Yiu want Kwan Tsai-Sen to provide evidence that Big D was secretly colluding with fans?
Lin Sheng will make one for him to hand over, and then he won't bother him again!
"Is this a video camera?" Jimmy snatched the camera disguised as Moutai liquor from Gao Jin's hand, his face full of surprise.
"Don't break it, or you'll be having a party with Wang Gang too!"
Lin Sheng glared fiercely at Jimmy.
This miniature camera was also won in a lottery. It's a revolutionary product; once it breaks, it's beyond repair!
"Brother Sheng, I'm going to do some work!"
Gao Jin grabbed Guan Zisen's ankle and dragged him out of the private room.
Jimmy leaned close to Gao Jin's ear and whispered, "Brother Jin, after we're done filming, can I play with that bottle of Moutai for a few days?"
"Jimmy, do you want to die?" Gao Jin glanced at Jimmy coldly and said in an icy voice.
"No, I'm just curious!"
Jimmy quickly explained.
He has been very curious about photography since he was a child, and even dreamed of becoming a director and making movies!
From what I remember.
The video recorder was bulky and large; I really wanted to know where Lin Sheng got this strange gadget from.
Gao Jin turned to look at Guan Zisen, who was being dragged along the ground, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Brother Sheng once said, curious people die young!"
"I'm not curious anymore!" Jimmy was startled, and forced a smile.
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