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0338 Scraping

Starting from the 1960s, until the 1990s, HK's entertainment industry developed and its influence was world-class. The small comprador port has a complete film, television and song industry chain, with quite a few practitioners.

Tangkou, who was dismissed by Zhou Qingfeng, also controlled a group of movie-making players. Tangkou bosses served as producers, directors, and drama business. They could rent camera equipment, and even signed several male and female actors to make some bad movies for money laundering.

These people arrived in mourning and mourning, and saw that the spiritual seats at the entrance of the hall had been removed. The gang finance department, who was usually slapped in cowhides, was mopping the floor. The portrait of the "Big B" was in the trash can, and the photo frames were broken.

"What's going on?" The director and theatre businessman thought he had gone to the wrong door.

"I don't know what's going on, it's just right to mop the floor anyway." The financial officer handed the rag to the director, "We should have changed the boss. Don't say anything, just work."

The atmosphere is weird.

Not long after the movie was filming, the freight group also came. Even the tabloid practitioners also appeared in tears. When they entered the door, they found that the pepper water was smeared white. The "100,000 horsepower" of "Iron Arm Astro Boy" was being placed on the TV on the scene.

"Your hall is such a hodgepodge." Zhou Qingfeng felt magical when he saw these people, "In order to make money, the gang does everything."

The fish people usually make a living. In addition to being closer to their financial relationships, the others rely on the gang leader to survive. They are not sure about the situation but dare not leave. After all, some news has been circulating on Temple Street before.

Now it seems that the theory of gods and ghosts is not groundless.

The entire building at the entrance of the hall is eight floors, and it is exhausting to clean it up and down. During the cleaning process, you can see blood stains that have not been covered in it. In some places, you can even keep blood marks and blood footprints, which is even more terrifying and terrifying.

After the work was finished, the horrified fish gathered in the hall.

Zhou Qingfeng exclaimed, "The dead are dead, and the living are going to consider themselves. I also want to employ people. You are willing to stay and everything will be the same. It's okay to ask for trouble, but I just send a few more people to plant flowers."

I don't say it thoroughly, but I understand everything I should understand. A few financial officials stayed to help Irene handle the gang property. The others dispersed themselves without restrictions.

When the news spread, the entire HK underground world was shocked. Many people felt that they had blamed Zhou Qingfeng and fled overnight. Rumors of nonsense were flying all over the market, and even the business and political circles heard a lot of gossip rumors.

But the destruction of a hall seemed to the superiors just a fight between the scum and the territorial territorial forces. There was no bitter master or corpse, and everything that should be erased was erased, as if it had never existed.

Zhou Qingfeng calmed down and first digested the harvest that had already been in his pocket.

With HK's convenience in developing financial industry, there are ready-made gang lawyers and finance, and living gang leaders. Before these wastes returned to the world, a large amount of public or private property was dug out.

On the first day of Erin's operation, she transferred tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars from HSBC Standard Chartered and other banks. This is not the public finances of the hall, but the small treasury of the big guys. After all, private accounts are the easiest to handle.

"It's rich, it's so rich."

At night, Shu Mei handed over the newly compiled account book. Zhou Qingfeng was excited after reading it. He had been moving around in Tianyang City for almost a year, and he developed from a poshan village to a city, causing a headache for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to death.

Now I suddenly have a huge sum of tens of millions of dollars... I feel so happy.

"These so-called leaders still have all the deposits in the bank, and they don't even take up the majority. They like cash and hide money everywhere to make it easier for them to run away at any time." Shu Mei also handed over the second report.

"A total of thirteen leaders. According to the explanation obtained by Charming, they purchased more than fifty real estate in Hong Kong. Each of them has a private house dedicated to saving money. They don't know how much money there is in the private house."

Sofia proudly showed the results of sorting out the account books and repeatedly asking questions. Zhou Qingfeng had read the lines on the report, one by one, and was both frightened and cheerful.

"This group of scumbags can really make money! How could it be so many? This is HK where housing is tight. They actually occupied dozens of large-scale houses, including many large houses worth thousands of square meters."

So rich. These scums are so rich!

When Shu Mei saw Zhou Qingfeng excited, she also said happily: "Master, according to my investigation, the hall you dropped this time is quite famous, it is considered to be a bit historical and connected, and it is very strong.

The last time you started fighting on Miao Street, the hall nicknamed "Da B" felt embarrassed. He didn't believe the words of the people in Miao Street, and thought you were a wise man. As long as there were many people and many powerful people, you would definitely break your slut.

When the "Big B" died, the backbone of the entire hall came to worship. However, they did not expect that you, the master, dare to come directly to the door and be blocked in a building and slaughtered.

The useless maid died, and the useful backbone became a puppet. The entire force collapsed. It was precisely because the backbone died too much and too fast that the news was not too late to spread, and the next day, there were members of the next level coming to the door one after another."

Now the hard-working accumulation of the backbone has been all the cheaper. Zhou Qingfeng was driven overnight according to the puppet's instructions, but he moved a small part of the secret property.

Among them, the leader of the Tang Dynasty, "Big B", has three places to hide private wealth, one of which is in the small dock warehouse in Yau Ma Tei. There are a small amount of cash, gold bars, pistols and grenades, and many documents, which are needed to run away.

Another one is in an inconspicuous apartment building in Mong Kok, with iron doors and windows, and multiple security measures. Only the "Big B" knows the password. He is dead, and even his family members don't know it.

But this is an egg. The mechanical magic girl pressed her hand on the iron door, and the fingerprint and password lock inside the door opened itself. According to Alsey, opening this thing is as simple as breathing for her.

The house is decorated like an ordinary family, but when you open the bathtub, you will find that the entire bathroom has a large mezzanine. It contains bundles of cash, most of which are high-value US dollars, a small amount of Hong Kong dollars and Japanese yen.

In addition, there are gold bars, jade, jade, and even antique calligraphy and paintings, high-end watches, real estate certificates, anonymous accounts, securities, and equity certificates. The value is difficult to count for a while, and the initial estimate is that the total price is over 100 million Hong Kong dollars.

Rich, really rich!

After decades of accumulation of mixed gangs, the family’s wealth is unfathomable!

This small bathroom is only a few square meters. The accumulated achievements of several generations are in the hands of one person. It is extremely luxurious and difficult for ordinary people to compare.

"Who would have thought that the dragon head of the hall was extremely cowardly when he died. He brought five or six of the best-killed horsemen, and his guns were ready, and he tried his best to make all his imagination, but he was crushed by me like a dog, and he couldn't even wail."

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a volume of calligraphy and paintings from the smashed bathtub, opened his eyes and glanced at it a few times, not knowing the goods. He grabbed more than a dozen gold chains and stacked hundreds of dollars in US dollars, humming and laughing...
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