In fact, Yuanbao has been working hard for these years and has saved a certain amount of pension money.

As the head horse of the Golden Teeth Leopard, he can receive tens of thousands of yuan every month, and with other businesses under his name, he lives a comfortable life.

After so many years, I can still save one or two million.

But this little money is a drop in the bucket when it comes to building turf.

If we don't find some livelihood for these horse boys quickly, the team will be dispersed sooner or later.

And before the team breaks up, he has to go bankrupt first.

"Godfather, how about I also fly a flag to Tsuen Wan?"

"It saves us from having no place to stay when we fight in!"

Yuan Bao thought for a long time before he came up with a plausible reason.

In the eyes of the Golden Tooth Leopard, this little trick was extremely clumsy. He knew exactly what his leader was thinking.

But blindly imposing pressure is not an option.

"Go and consolidate Aaron's previous business."

"Ale, you also go along and pick two bars and treat them as private property!"

Since he wanted to do something, Golden Tooth Leopard didn't stop him. The benefits of Tsuen Wan had been distributed, and there was no industry left for Lin Huaile.

There is nothing wrong with doing this. Revenge is just a sideshow and grabbing territory is real.

But it sounds good or bad!

From the very beginning, Golden Teeth Leopard planned to carve out a few bars with good business and give them to A Le to manage, so that he could make a living.

In this way, you will have all your reputation, and there will be no gossip in the world.

Seeing that the boss agreed, Yuan Bao immediately stood up, patted Lin Huaile on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, uncle will take you to conquer the country!".

When Lin Huaile saw that the golden-toothed leopard had spoken, he stood up and called Changmao, who was chatting with the front desk, to set off together.

When you go out to do something, you naturally need to summon your younger brothers.

Changmao took Lin Huaile to the temporary residence of the child gang in Ciyun Mountain. When he opened the door and walked in, Lin Huaile felt as if his nose had been punched three times.

This athlete's foot has a strong, suffocating and pungent smell, just like a dried hairtail fish, fishy and salty, making people feel nauseated.

"Damn it, did you go to have a seafood dinner last night?"

Changmao was also choked so much that he quickly opened the door to let the air in the room circulate.

Lin Huaile leaned on the wall and retched a few times before slowly becoming familiar with the frightening smell in the house.

"Boss, Brother Changmao!"

"Boss!"

"Brother Changmao!"

"...."

The child gang members in the room, all injured, struggled to sit up from the steel frame beds and greeted them respectfully.

Lin Huaile wiped the saliva from his mouth and walked in. When he saw someone seriously injured, he would stop, lift off the gauze, take a closer look, and ask a few questions.

This is a formality, but it is also what the superiors must do.

Although the brothers have taken the money, they are still fighting for you after all, and they must show something on the scene.

After this simple care process was completed, the boys in the room looked at Lin Huale with gratitude in their eyes.

"This is a place specially designed to house wounded soldiers."

"I just didn't expect how bad the environment could be!"

Guys like Changmao who live in village houses all year round despise the bad environment, which shows how bad the environment is.

"Move everyone into my building, negotiate directly with the landlord, and rent the entire building."

Lin Huaile pulled up a chair, patted the dust on it, and sat down carefully, fearing that it would involve the wound on his back.

Changmao nodded and said he would do it when he got back.

I glanced around the room and saw the group of shirtless boys, and I had a rough idea.

Because when they were growing up, the food in the house was not good, and everyone was as skinny as a stick.

However, there are a few who are tall and big, and are born with the look of a kid.

"Not bad, have you ever practiced boxing?"

A bloody battle is about to begin. Lin Huaile has not yet figured out what is going on. Just relying on money to trap people is not a long-term solution.

Three people stood out from the child gang, walked up to Lin Huale, and said a little shyly: "Boss, the three of us have been practicing boxing since we were young!".

As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.

Lin Huaile took one look at the strong muscles of the three of them, nodded with satisfaction, and asked the long hair on the left: "What's your name?".

When the boss with long hair asked his name, the long-haired man immediately replied: "Boss, my name is Situ Haonan!".

Situ Haonan, a famous name.

Lin Huaile can't forget that classic line now. There can only be one Haonan in Causeway Bay, and that's me, Situ Haonan!

Invincible!

Because of the name bonus, Lin Huaile became more and more attracted to him, so he continued to ask: "How many years have you been practicing boxing?"

"Who else is at home?".

Although Lin Huaile was only seventeen or eighteen, in the eyes of these gangsters, he was already on a different level from them.

Although all the big names are recruiting people, it doesn't mean they just accept people.

Ci Yun Mountain, the border within the border, drive for half an hour and you will reach Macau.

Then there will be some people who are not enlightened and go to far away places to recruit Ma Zai's younger brothers.

"After learning Muay Thai for three years, my mother and one younger sister are the only ones left at home." Situ Haonan reported his situation truthfully.

"Pretty good, you two?"

"My name is Zheng Tian. I have been learning Wing Chun from my father for more than ten years since I was a child."

"My name is Liu Zhen. I have learned boxing for two years and have competed in competitions."

Shaw Brothers Kung Fu films have truly influenced two generations of Hong Kong people.

Coupled with the war, many martial arts sects came to Xiangjiang to open martial arts schools and teach disciples.

If you have learned boxing, you are better than if you have never learned it.

The three of them didn't hold back in the fight last night, and they were the hardest hit, so they can focus on training.

In a violent team, if everyone is treated equally, the leader's head must be shattered.

Countless historical tragedies have proved that there is no way to eat from the big pot.

Putting the capable at the top and the weak at the bottom, with clear rewards and punishments, is the kingly way.

Among Lin Huaile's current small gang, Changmao has been with him the longest and is the most loyal. He is a loyal horse boy worthy of entrustment.

The three people in front of me are under the long hair.

They just become his disciples and are not harmonious people.

If Yuanbao completely captures Tsuen Wan, it will be possible for Qilin to open its doors again and become a member of He Hing Wo.

"Last night, I saw you guys beating the hardest."

"That's how it is in the world of martial arts. Only the most vicious and evil people come out."

"You go to work with Changmao's men first. I can see whatever you do."

"When we return to Tsuen Wan, each of you will be a big brother and a red stick!"

Lin Huaile nodded with satisfaction and spoke words of encouragement.

The three of them immediately looked at Changmao and shouted excitedly: "Brother!".

This is a fixed identity. No matter how far this gang goes in the future, their boss will always have long hair.

Excellent ones will become long-haired champion horses.

The rest will also inherit some long-haired businesses and become self-reliant.

Of course, if there is business under the long-haired hands.

"Okay, you all recognize my face, Lin Huale."

"When you go out to hang out in the future, you can give me my name."

"I'll support you!"

"Come on, if you can move, come with me to fight for territory!"
Chapter completed!