Bell nodded depressed, but he didn't wait for him to think in his heart, since Henry is optimistic about the real estate market in Hong Kong and Kowloon, would he take the opportunity to enter the market.

Li Changheng smiled and said, "I advise you not to use Hong Kong and Kowloon real estate in the past few years."

Bell was taken aback, and he scolded Li Changheng for being so smart?

When I could easily see what I was thinking, I hurriedly asked, "Why?"

"It's nothing, you love to listen or not."

Seeing Bell's choking roll his eyes, Li Changheng just smiled.

I didn't even intend to explain to him that if the real estate has been built for at least two years, when the house has not been delivered, it will happen to meet a real estate boom.

When the time comes, buyers who have bought off-the-plan properties will definitely make trouble to ask for a refund, or lower the price before agreeing to pay the balance.

In either case, unless Bell asks them to borrow money from people in the same circle, it is certain that his real estate company's capital chain will break.

Upon arriving at Jinglong Street, Ruan Mei took her grandmother away, and gave the food stalls to Brother Yu to take care of, and Fang Zhanbo's family, except Fang Hua and Fang Ting who were already working at the food stalls.

Fang Zhanbo and Fang Min, as well as Luo Huiling, who stupidly helped the dead Fang Jinxin and raised four children from Dafang's family.

You know, when Fang Jinxin died, this woman was only 19 years old.

Unmarried, no name, but gritted his teeth and raised on his own, the oldest is 11 years old, and the youngest is 5 years old. The four are not biological children.

This woman is definitely a model among good wives and mothers.

Therefore, Li Changheng smiled and nodded when seeing Luo Huiling serving food to her table.

With his smile, Bell, Zhang Tianzhi, Fei Lanqi, Yuan Hua, and Boxing Fighter Jia couldn't help but look at Luo Huiling in surprise.

At this time, Luo Huiling, who was just 30 years old, almost couldn't hold her plate.

Fang Ting, who was ordering food for the guests, hurried over and asked concerned, "Sister Ling, are you okay?"

After speaking, Fang Ting stared at Li Changheng.

Li Changheng shook his head helplessly, "Sorry, I heard Ruan Mei talk about Ms. Luo, so I just want to express my respect for her."

When the people around heard him say this, they suddenly agreed.

When the misunderstanding was resolved, Li Changheng waved his hand to Fang Ting, who was apologizing, but didn't notice. Fang Ting, who continued to help the guests order dishes, would secretly watch him from time to time.

It's a pity that Li Changheng doesn't care about people he doesn't care about.

The next day, the Hong Kong and Kowloon Anti-Corruption Ministry, which only took money, even took double money, did nothing.

Under the leadership of the two ghost superintendents and senior inspectors, Hunter and Edward, five inspectors who pushed Leiluo to the position of inspector in succession, including Chen Xi Jiuquan, please go for tea.

As for the lard boy, after he was scared to death, he found that no one moved himself.

Li Changheng is not stupid. Catching the lard is tantamount to completely disrupting the order of the underground world in Hong Kong and Kowloon, and breaking all the bad guys' wallets.

Suddenly one-ninety-tenth of the inspectors in Hong Kong had an accident. Everyone knew that Lei Luo was in serious trouble this time.

Then Lanjiang mobilized more than 300 bad guys from Kowloon and appeared outside the walled city.

These people did not enter the walled city, so they were divided into three groups, each with 100 people guarding the two entrances and exits entering the walled city.

No matter who it is, you can go in and out, but you have to search.

The ordinary people in the walled city had no effect, and even because the water pipe was broken, they wanted to fetch water, and the messengers prepared fire trucks to bring water over.

But the bosses and those who built warehouses and factories in the walled city couldn't produce them, and they couldn't even deliver the goods.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, four thugs in black lab coats came to the spot in front of the responsible hot guys.

"Brother Hot, our Lord Ding invites you in for tea."

Five big and three thick, looks more like a gangster than a short mule, and two years ago, he went to London with Lan Jiang to be popular.

Grasping the baton, he greeted the talking thug.

While beating, he cursed, "Push the street, you think we are playing around this time, that **** Fei Bao won't come out and surrender by himself.

From tomorrow on, I will not only search, but anyone who is not like a good person will just come out and detain one if he sees one. "

As for who is not like a good person, it all depends on who is hot and who is not pleasing to the eye.

Wait for the four beaten thugs to report back.

Ding San, the most powerful person in the walled city, slapped the coffee table after listening, and suddenly stood up from the main seat, "Is this not giving us a way to survive?"

The four big guys who were qualified to sit there, except for Fat Bao, all laughed secretly in their hearts.

Everyone has been fighting in the walled city for so long, just listening to Ding San's tone, you know that he is just acting.

In order not to break the unanimous external rules in the walled city, he would be embarrassed as a titular boss, and no one would listen to him in the future.

"Brother, we will do what you say.

However, if the walled city cannot produce goods for a week, not only will the market be swallowed by forces such as Po Hao, Da Ma, and Lian Sheng.

If no one builds warehouses and factories in the walled city in the future, we will have to drink northwest wind. "

It can be said that making money in the walled city does not rely on ordinary people at the bottom. After all, 90 out of 100 people who will stay in the walled city are poorer than the people living in shanty towns.

The remaining 10 are either thugs, small merchants and hawkers, or people who have lived here for decades and don't want to leave at all.

The younger ones, as long as their economic conditions are slightly better, basically leave here.

Therefore, the walled city is definitely a place of black and evil, but the people who master it also know that they are inseparable from the tens of thousands of people in the walled city.

Otherwise, if the person is gone, the bad guy can come in if he wants to.

Ding San and the other three people did not speak, but looked at Fat Bao, who had been silent.

Fei Bao sighed in his heart. If this group wanted to hand over themselves, it would be a good thing for them.

Once you have an excuse to fight, you might be able to dominate your family in the future.

But everyone is not stupid, and would rather suffer the loss together ~lightnovelpub.net~ and wait for him to make a decision.

After all, unless you don’t ship it, you really can’t survive, otherwise no one will be the first to jump out at this time.

Since there is no way to fight directly, then for Fei Bao, the longer it is, it is actually a death.

The greater the loss of Ding San and others, not only would they unite to recover their losses afterwards.

These four people's subordinates will also actively reject them because of the lack of money they can get, and even secretly take advantage of Fei Bao's financial path, subordinates, and territory.

And to be honest, even if Fei Bao wanted to do something at this time, except for his loyalty to him, or a confidant who was qualified to divide the money.

The little brother underneath is not going to be stupid, when the messenger is guarding outside, and there is no justifiable reason.

Just merge with the other four forces.

Not to mention that Yan Tong has been an inspector in Yau Ma Tei and Mong Kok in Kowloon for so many years, and he has long had a deep relationship with the walled forces not far away.