Nathan Road---
"Obviously he is a poor boy, but he pretends to be wealthy!"
"I obviously live in Shek Kip Mei, but I still want to write about the Peak Road!"
Doujiqiang drove Yan Xiong's black Ford car, with Du Yongxiao sitting behind him. He looked through the rearview mirror and made sarcastic remarks from time to time.
Du Yongxiao understands Douji Qiang's mood. He became famous today. In comparison, Douji Qiang and the others are envious, jealous and hateful towards him. What's more, Yan Xiong asked Douji Qiang to drive Du Yongxiao home in person, which hurt Douji Qiang's self-esteem even more. .
An ordinary person would probably have to say some comforting words or words of humiliation at this time, so as not to provoke the enemy Dou Chongqiang.
However, Du Yongxiao knew that if he wanted to get ahead, he had to step on others to get to the top. Now that he was working as a civilian and following Yan Xiong, the first stepping stone was the fighting cock in front of him.
"Brother Qiang's words are serious." Du Yongxiao said lightly, "Master Yan has always made clear rewards and punishments. If you do the right thing, he will reward you, and if you do the wrong thing, he will punish you. Brother Qiang, you have been with Master Yan for so long, don't you think you don't even understand this principle?" Understand?"
"You brat, are you teaching me how to do things?" Fighting Chicken turned around, and a passerby happened to rush across the road. He braked quickly and almost hit the fish seller in front of him. The Ford turned sideways and knocked over a rickshaw with a loud bang. .
According to historical records, before 1908, there were no cars on Hong Kong's roads, so the roads at that time were called roads, and this name has been used to this day.
In 1908, a very wealthy dentist lived in Bonham Road, Hong Kong Island, but had to go to the clinic in Causeway Bay every day. He found it very inconvenient, so he tried every means to buy a car from abroad to travel, and this was the beginning of Hong Kong. The history of automobiles.
Two years later, in 1910, the then Governor of Hong Kong, Luard, also brought a car from his hometown in England, becoming the first official to own his own car since the opening of Hong Kong.
Since then, the number of cars on Hong Kong's roads has increased year by year. By 1918, there were more than 200 cars on the roads.
With the popularity of automobiles, various types of automobiles have emerged, including trucks and buses.
In order to facilitate management, the Police Department refers to the British practice and distinguishes the license plate numbers of all cars by color. Black characters on a white background represent private cars, white characters on a black background represent trucks, and buses and other passenger transportation vehicles use red background and white characters. , for convenience of naming, people refer to these three types of cars as "white brand", "black card" and "red card".
Yan Xiong's private car had a "white plate", and it was also a white plate exclusive to the police force.
He bought this car with his own money, costing a total of 30,000 Hong Kong dollars. It was usually extremely valuable, but if it got even scratched, he would yell at the cockroach.
At this moment when the Ford hit the rickshaw, Douji Qiang's first thought was not whether he had killed someone, but how was the car?
"I'm going to kill you!" Doujiqiang hurriedly got out of the car, not looking at the groaning rickshaw driver lying on the ground or the overturned rickshaw, but instead walked to the front of the car and stretched out his hand to check the scratched front.
The left side of the front of the car was heavily scratched, and Doujiqiang's heart immediately dropped.
"Push on the street, are you blind? Didn't you see that this is the white card of the police force?" Fighting Chicken turned his head and was about to get angry, but saw a dozen people surrounding him. But they are all rickshaw drivers.
"The white card of the police force? How intimidating!" A man with a Chinese-style face walked out of the crowd, with a white towel on his shoulders and wiping his dark cheeks. He looked smiling and had playful eyes.
Douji was stunned for a moment. Normally, these gangs would retreat as soon as they saw the police car on the street. What happened now——
"Who are you? Did you know that this car belongs to the other side?" Douji Qiang saw that the other party had a large number of people and was about to move out Yan Xiong to scare them.
"License plate 666 belongs to Inspector Yan Xiongyan!" The man with the Chinese character face chuckled, "Who among us rickshaw pullers has never seen this?"
"Now that you know it belongs to Master Yan, how dare you----"
"What else do you dare to do?" The man with the Chinese character took a step forward and approached Douji Qiang, "Don't say he is just a detective. Even if the Hong Kong Governor bumps into someone and injures someone on this road, he will still have to pay for it!"
"Yes, the detective is amazing. Believe it or not, we will go to court to sue you!"
"You don't need to go to the court, go directly to the newspaper office! Those reporters at the newspaper office love this kind of thing!"
Those coachmen were not afraid of anything they said to me.
Douji Qiang took a step back, apparently seeing this kind of "trickster" for the first time.
"Hey, I don't care who you are or who your boss is. If you hurt my brother now, get the money!" Guozi faced Doujiqiang and stretched out his hand, "If you don't have money, don't even think about leaving!"
Dou Chongqiang was angry. In Hong Kong, rickshaw drivers were the lowest among the bottom. Usually Dou Chongqiang didn't look at him directly, but he didn't expect that he was being threatened now.
"Looking for death!" Fighting Cock pulled out his gun.
Normally, as soon as the gun is drawn, the opponent will disperse, but now——
The man with the Chinese character actually stepped forward with a smile and put his chest on Dou Chongqiang's gun: "If you dare, shoot! My life is worthless. If you want to gamble with your life, come on!" "
"Huh?" Doujiang was stunned. This scene seemed familiar.
Then a voice came from behind----
"Death Kun, can I say a few words?"
Douji rolled his eyes forcefully and didn't look back until he knew Du Yongxiao was getting out of the car.
Luan Mingkun and others looked at Du Yongxiao.
Dressed in white, he looks very elegant.
"Brother Qiang, put your gun away first. We are the police and we must reason with others!" Du Yongxiao walked up to Dou Cock Qiang with a smile and said.
Doujiqiang looked at Lian Mingkun and his gang, then at the rickshaws blocked around him, blocking him and Du Yongxiao in the middle, and then took back his gun.
"Are you the one again?"
"His colleague." Du Yongxiao took out his cigarettes, popped one out and handed it to Lan Mingkun: "Have a cigarette."
Luan Mingkun took it, took it to his nose and took a sniff: "Yes, a good cigarette, and a Marlboro! Unfortunately, one cigarette is not enough!" Then he threw the cigarette to the brother next to him: "Please eat!"
After throwing away the cigarette, Shan Mingkun looked at Du Yongxiao with a smile: "What do you want to say?"
"First of all, the car doesn't matter. I want to see if this friend is seriously injured. Does he need to be sent to the hospital?" Du Yongxiao looked at the rickshaw driver lying on the ground.
"Come here, let's see if Coolie is still angry?"
Someone came forward, knelt down and looked at Coolie Qiang, and replied: "The injury is very serious. He can only snort and cannot move!"
"Did you see that?" Luan Mingkun pointed at Kuili Qiang, "He was almost killed by you, and now he can't even stand up!"
"Is it so serious?" Du Yongxiao walked over with a serious face and without any warning, stepped on the coolie's head.
Coolie Qiang, who was lying on the ground moaning and groaning just now, unable to move at all, fired according to a condition and got up!
"What do you want to do?" After Coolie Qiang finished speaking, he realized that he had been fooled.
Everyone looked at him.
Du Yongxiao put a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that you can't die yet!"
