Wu Changyun counted the red envelopes given by Zhuyouzai in the house, and found that there were more than a thousand yuan. Wu Changyun couldn't help laughing and said, "I want to move up a level too."
Wu Changyun and Fushun contacted Zhou Huiting, and the three of them planned to meet at the entrance of a nightclub. Fushun followed Wu Changyun on the road, the pavement dark and the colorful lights of the shops on either side. Fushun couldn't help but wonder, is this Xiao Liuzi? The Xiao Liuzi who was always submissive to his eldest brother?
"Brother Yun, you are so handsome." Fu Shunhan said with a smile. The girls passing by focused their eyes on Wu Changyun, and he could see them clearly from his side.
"That's right, clothes make the man, and when we two brothers dress up, we are also handsome guys." Wu Changyun put his arm around Fushun's shoulders. The height of the two was just right.
Wu Changyun was wearing leather shoes, flared pants, and a white shirt with a very novel style. His combed hair set off the delicate contours of his face, making him completely different from the kung fu boy with fluffy and messy hair in his previous work.
"I'm at a disadvantage standing next to you. I used to be pretty good-looking, but now I'm just a foil to you." Fu Shun said with a pout.
The two of them walked all the way to the nightclub. Fushun looked up and saw that this was the place that Henry always went to according to the information provided by the little beggar.
"Brother Yun, aren't you planning to do it today?" Fushun made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Don't scare me." Fushun smiled. Slashing his throat? Wouldn't that make him a murderer?
Zhou Huiting stared at Wu Changyun's joking movements in a daze. It was not until Fushun pulled her that she realized her mistake and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Come in." Fushun waved helplessly.
Zhou Huiting followed closely behind Wu Changyun and said, "You might really become a big star."
On the way inside, there were only middle-aged men with girls in their arms and groups of young men and women. The three of them found a small compartment and sat down. Wu Changyun ordered drinks and food.
"Celebrating the first successful collaboration between our threesome."
"Congratulations! You two are on the right path to becoming an actress." Zhou Huiting said with a smile, holding up her glass.
Fushun had just sat down for a while when his butt felt like it was on fire. He greeted the two of them and ran over to chat. Wu Changyun, on the other hand, had been keeping an eye on a table of people in the corner. Among them was a familiar face to Wu Changyun, the Englishman Henry.
The people surrounding Henry were all local tyrants with some fame. However, from a while ago, a slightly timid man stood in front of Henry and his group. The group ordered him around. Henry brought out an extra-large bottle of unknown liquid and handed it to him, watching him drink it up in front of everyone.
There's a saying that goes, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Wu Changyun saw the man walking out dejectedly and stopped him and asked, "Selling cigarettes?"
"Not for sale." The man avoided the gaze and just wanted to escape from this place of trouble as soon as possible.
"Sorry, I misunderstood, but your clothes are all wet. The bartender at the front desk needs a rag to wipe them, otherwise you will go out looking like a drowned rat." Wu Changyun's words hit the man's sore spot. He really didn't want to be seen like this by his father's men.
The two sat at the bar, and Wu Changyun asked the bartender to hand a rag to the man.
"Alas, your father forbade you to come here, but you insisted on causing trouble for everyone," said the bartender.
Judging from the bartender's tone, the man should be a regular customer of the store. Wu Changyun asked curiously, "Dad? Who is your dad?"
"Brother Hao, don't you know him?" the bartender answered first.
Brother Hao? Crippled Hao? Wu Changyun asked in surprise, "Brother Hao's son, how dare they do such a thing? Are you really Crippled Hao's son?"
The man nodded. His name was Wu Jiaao, and he was the eldest son of Crippled Ho, two years older than Wu Changyun. Crippled Ho and the British had always been at odds. Currently, the relationship in Hong Kong was that the British were first, with the Chinese Chief Inspector responsible for maintaining order and collecting bribes below them, and then the local gangs like Crippled Ho. Within this hierarchical structure, people like Crippled Ho not only had to pay the British money but were also looked down upon by them.
Just as Lei Luo described in "Chasing the Dragon", even if Tiaohao divided the world equally in Hong Kong, he still had to cower in front of the British.
After a brief conversation, Wu Changyun discovered that Wu Jiaao was completely different from his father, Crippled Ho. Wu Jiaao did not agree with his father's business practices, and the two even quarreled all year round. This became a joke among the locals: Crippled Ho's eldest son did not recognize his father. However, despite this, Crippled Ho secretly issued a ban, keeping Wu Jiaao away from business-related matters to ensure his safety.
"God is really helping me." Wu Changyun sighed in his heart. He was worried that he couldn't deal with Henry, but such a good opportunity came to him. As the saying goes, evil will be punished by evil, so let the two evil guys fight each other.
After saying goodbye to Wu Jiaao, Wu Changyun found Fushun who was chatting enthusiastically in the crowd. The two prepared props and planned to ambush Henry.
Just as the previous intelligence said, after a while Henry ran outside to relieve himself. Wu Changyun looked around and saw that no one noticed him, so he covered his face and hair with the headscarf he had bought and followed him out.
Henry was humming a tune from his hometown and clattering against the wall feeling very uncomfortable when suddenly two masked men appeared behind him.
Wu Changyun hated this guy so much that his teeth were itching. He picked up a brick and hit Henry on the head. Henry, who was interrupted in the middle, crawled to the deepest part of the alley under the relentless pressure of the two men.
"You bastards, do you know who I am?" Henry yelled, covering the back of his head.
"Yeah, I know. I'm going to hit you." Fushun picked up the mop stick that was drying on the side and hit Henry's upper leg hard.
"I'm going to arrest you all, you're all finished, I'm going to kill you." Henry screamed hysterically while being beaten.
Wu Changyun didn't care what the other party was shouting, he just beat him up until Henry completely understood that the two people in front of him were desperadoes and didn't care about his identity and power at all.
"What do you want?" Henry changed his previous vicious expression and his eyes were filled with tears of grievance.
"Damn it, I can't take it anymore." Fushun waved his hands. He was tired of beating people all the time.
"Take off your clothes, take them off completely." Wu Changyun said.
Henry was forced to strip completely. Wu Changyun took out a black pen and wrote on Henry's back: "I am a boar. I will never dare to mess with the eldest son of the Wu family again."
"Stay down the street or I'll break your legs."
"well."
Henry stood naked on the busy street, his buttocks twitching as people laughed at him, watching him limp away from them like a goose in the crowd. This was the first time Henry, who prided himself on being of high descent, experienced what it meant to be naked and treated like everyone else.
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