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Chapter 535 Sending a Signal

Fatty Chao was wailing.

Fan Tuaner glanced over with contempt, and seeing the bloody ground, he shouted coldly: "Pick up your ears, pick up your ears."

Fatty Chao continued to wail, and wanted to yell several times, but he didn't dare.

The veteran just took a step forward, and the fat boy Chao, who had been screaming just now, immediately covered his bloody head and picked up his ears from the ground, not daring to make another sound.

Bai Ma swallowed his saliva, looked at the silent Lei Luo, and asked bravely: "Brothers, if you have any misunderstandings, please speak up. Those who are here today are the bosses of various gangs and factions. Let's make a fortune together in the future."

Fan Tuaner looked at him with cold eyes.

She recalled in her mind, what was this guy's name...how much money was he?

Bai Ma thought his words touched the graceful woman, so he looked around and said, "Brothers are everywhere, and there is no overnight hatred in the underworld. Excuse me, who is the boss of Hongxing?"

Ma Han followed Fan Tuan'er with the Garand in his hand. Seeing that she was still thinking, he said, "This is our Red Star's sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law?" Bai Ma muttered softly, and smiled slightly obscenely, "Things in the martial arts world are better discussed by men, as for women..."

While speaking, his eyes were still examining Fantuaner.

There is no female boss in Hong Kong at this time.

In his opinion, this woman was just taking advantage of the man's favor and wanting to be the one in charge.

So, as soon as I started talking about serious matters, the woman immediately became afraid to speak.

Although he was trapped now, he was still unwilling to bow down to a woman.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out.

The bullet went through Bai Ma's knee and knocked him to the ground.

Ma Han put down the gun in his hand, his mask covered his face, leaving only a pair of cold eyes.

"I just want to meet Brother Nan, why are you so rude?" Fan Tuan'er turned her head and looked at him in dissatisfaction, "Since you like to meddle in other people's business so much, I'll find something for you to do, and you can ask for this guy's money."

Ma Han was stunned for a moment, then stood at attention and said, "Yes, sister-in-law."

The veterans nearby all looked at him with envy.

All spoils will be confiscated by the government...but they can be used as rewards.

Merits cannot be exchanged for military medals, but they can be exchanged for food.

They looked at the people in the hall eagerly, expecting the next one to jump out.

Fan Tuaner glanced at Lei Luo, who was nervous at the main table, and smiled, "Last time I came, I thanked Inspector Lei for his generosity. We brothers are very grateful, but there are many people and many mouths. Hongxing has just arrived and it is difficult to make a living. I heard that the bosses made a lot of money by selling flour, so I came to your door rashly and asked the bosses to be generous and donate money."

The bosses looked at each other silently.

It turns out that he didn't come to seek revenge, but to ask for money.

Bai Ma snorted twice in a very stubborn manner, and with the help of his brother Jin Ma, he sat back on the chair, took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Okay, my Ma brothers are willing to support you with one million."

Fan Tuaner said nothing, but just turned his gaze to Ma Han.

Ma Han understood what he meant immediately. This man now belonged to him.

He strode over, kicked the golden horse away, grabbed the white horse's hair and dragged it towards the tea room.

One million...are you fucking giving money to a beggar?

Today you can't even keep your underwear on.

Boss Xiang looked at Ma Han's gait and then he remembered why these people looked so familiar.

That was his childhood memory.

During the brief period of peace after the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan, he had followed his father to the north to see these people.

Although their weapons and uniforms are different, their spirit, pride and discipline are unmatched by any other army.

Even if these people have become bandits, the motley crowd under his command will not be able to shake them.

Recalling the different camps of the two sides, he did not dare to have any more luck at this moment, and immediately raised his hand and shouted: "We, Yi'an Company, are willing to support 8 million."

As soon as these words came out, the bosses in the hall all took a deep breath.

Eight million, the Xiang family must at least pay half of their net worth.

Are you crazy?

Fan Tuaner blinked and asked curiously, "Are you from Yi'an Xiang's family?"

Boss Xiang's Adam's apple slid, and he nodded with difficulty, "Yes, but we have long since left the Guo Party."

Fan Tuaner didn't care about their past identities, they were just defeated generals.

She recalled Chang Wei's comments on the bigwigs in Hong Kong City when they were riding a bike on the beach yesterday, and his prediction that the younger brother of the eldest brother of the Xiang family would make a movie in the future.

And Hong Kong's movies...

When Chang Wei spoke, his expression was very complicated, with his index finger inserted under his eye socket, against the wing of his nose.

That had been one of his fondest memories from his teenage years in a previous life.

However, when he grew up and watched the show again, although he still missed the handsome men and beautiful women of his youth, he felt a deep malice in the plot.

Any bad guy in Hong Kong City, even if he commits murder and arson and commits all kinds of evil, must be tall and handsome, and his death will be full of tragedy even if it ends.

Anyone who comes from the mainland must be fierce, ugly, greedy, ignorant, stupid, and cold-blooded...

Probably the only one who can appear in front of the camera is Brother Jie.

No matter what era, the police appearing in Hong Kong films must be wearing the military green police uniforms of the 1980s, and their clothes are unkempt and their behavior is rude.

Even the movie "Three Thieves" shot after the return, the one in which Xiao Qi held down an umbrella to simulate AK, still portrayed the mainland customs and police as extremely ugly.

People in Hong Kong grew up watching movies like this and retain their stereotypes about people from the mainland.

So, he has no favorable impression towards the film production company.

"Eight million..." Fan Tuan'er smiled playfully and looked at the old soldier who had cut off his ear before, "I'll leave his house to you."

"Yes, sister-in-law." The old soldier stepped forward and punched Xiang Laoda in the stomach, then dragged him away.

After a dozen big guys were dragged away, Fan Tuaner found a chair and sat down, looking at the remaining forty people, "I'll give you one night to call someone to send money over, two million per person."

"Sister-in-law...I am just a nobody and I don't have that much money."

"Sister Nan? One night isn't enough time!"

"Sister-in-law, can we leave after paying two million?"

Fan Tuaner just looked at the watch on his wrist and said nothing.

Not enough money? Sorry, we will search your house later.

Not enough time? I'll break one of your legs first and see if you have enough time.

Want to leave? Hundreds of gasoline barrels have been prepared on Chaguoling.

These bosses must die.

A dead boss is a good boss.

If Red Star wants to bring order to Kowloon, they have to eliminate all these people and let their societies and gangs fall into infighting.

After the bosses had made their arrangements, she stood up, walked to the tea table in the corner, picked up the phone and dialed.

"Thirteenth sister, you can send a signal now."