You are not allowed to do anything in the street in Xiangjiang. This is a rule set by the God of Evil himself.
Of course, this rule is only for the hundreds of thousands of dwarf mules in Hong Kong who live in gangsters. Since Zhongyi Hall established an elite law enforcement team directly under its jurisdiction and dealt with a few stubborn fools very ruthlessly, this rule has become Once the iron law is established, no one dares to violate it.
Because of this rule, the current public security on Hong Kong Island is ridiculously good, although it is still not to the extent that the houses are not closed at night and the streets are not picked up.
However, the street fights that were common in the past have completely disappeared, and even fights have become very rare.
Of course, the dwarf mules in Hong Kong Island are not completely bloodless, and they just beep without doing anything.
In Kwun Tong and Fei'e Mountain, a field was just built a few months ago. It is very large, covering an area of nearly 10 acres. Not only has the fence been built, but also a smooth cement floor has been specially laid.
This is a venue specially prepared by Zhongyi Hall for club firefights. It can accommodate hundreds or even thousands of people playing at the same time. Of course, one-on-one duels are also accepted.
The whole process was supervised by dedicated personnel from Zhongyi Hall, and even before taking action, the whole body was searched to confirm weapons and the like to ensure that no one was fishing in troubled waters or breaking the rules.
Based on the principle of fairness and impartiality, Zhongyitang, as the referee, did a good job. At least the bowl of water was carried evenly and impartially!
Zou Yaozu, the first hall master of Zhongyi Hall, became his die-hard loyalist because he was appreciated and promoted by Du Weiguo, and he wanted to devote himself to his work until death.
Old man Zou turned out to be just a noble man. Although his seniority in the world was ridiculously high, he was only in name only.
But now Du Weiguo has helped him become the leader of the Zhongyi Hall, with a high and powerful position. The key is to give him real military power.
Old man Zou is indeed no ordinary person. It turns out that he is a white paper fan working for Mr. Du of the Qing Gang. In just a few days, Zhongyi Hall has become a prosperous place.
This large place is surrounded by 4-meter-high walls, which are also covered with sharp spikes. It is impossible to escape by climbing up the wall. Once you enter, you will have no choice but to fight to the death.
The dwarf mules on Hong Kong Island gave this place a rustic name, Kwun Tong Cemetery. Nowadays, the most common harsh words among dwarf mules are:
"Go to the street! If you dare, go to Kwun Tong Cemetery for a duel! I will cut you into eight pieces~~"
It is also because of this rule that those gangsters who are not very skilled and usually have a very average life suddenly become arrogant.
After all, we can't fight in the street. No matter how unruly and fierce the Young and Dangerous are, they won't be beaten to death just for a few squabbles or minor conflicts.
Therefore, recently, a lot of guys have sprung up on the streets of Hong Kong Island. They have no shit skills, but are very mean-mouthed and crazy, and they go around causing trouble.
As for the purpose, it is just to pretend to have a sense of existence. There are always a lot of good people in this kind of society. In future generations, these clowns can even become Internet celebrities, haha.
Some of these guys are not even members of the gang, they are just trying to tease cats and dogs like a bitch. In front of them, this greasy fat man is teasing Kurumiyo and talking nonsense.
But the fat man is an out-and-out dwarf mule, nicknamed Huazhu, a little boss of Heliqun, who usually takes care of girls on Bolan Street. To put it bluntly, he is a chicken-headed old bustard.
He Liqun also split from He Zitou in the early years. It only has a few hundred people and lives by collecting protection fees. It is at best a third-rate society in Hong Kong Island, nothing more.
However, the head of Heliqun is Xiang Laoxu's in-laws, so he can plant a flag on Bolan Street where land is at a premium.
And Huazhu is the nephew who sits in the restaurant with Liqun, so he can get this fat job in Bolan Street. Huazhu is a typical person with a cheap mouth, and his fighting ability is terrible, and he often gets beaten up.
The Evil God made a rule that no fights could be fought in the street, which really touched Huazhu's heart and made him very happy.
He has some background in the world of Hong Kong Island, and he can even get close to Qiang Qiang, a member of the Chung Yi Hall, one of the three major social organizations.
Ordinary frictions can be settled in the end by finding someone to help with the relationship, so that they will not be dragged to the Kwun Tong Cemetery to meet life and death. Therefore, Huazhu has become more energetic recently, wandering around the streets and having fun all day long.
Huazhu was still a lustful evil spirit. When he suddenly saw such a peerless beauty like Kumoyo, his blood boiled and he was so fascinated that he couldn't walk.
As he spoke, he was still salivating, and stretched out his stubby fingers to touch Kumoyo's face.
"roll!"
Hu Taodailiu raised her eyebrows and gave him a cold look. Her voice was so cold that Huazhu suddenly felt like she had fallen into an ice cave and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
It wasn't until he bumped into his subordinate Ma Zai that Huazhu staggered to a stop. When he realized that he was timid, his face suddenly turned red.
Having been around the world for many years, Huazhu has some discernment. He saw that the Hu family brothers and sisters must have just come from the north. Their clothes were simple and they must have no heels, so he dared to flirt with them unscrupulously.
Huazhu pointed at Kumoyo with trembling fingers, and roared angrily:
"Fuck on the street! You're such a thorny one, okay, Brother Hua, I like a girl with your personality. When I get to bed later, strip naked, I will definitely make you ecstasy~~"
"Snapped!"
The pig, whose mouth was full of feces, suddenly received a fierce blow on the face. Several yellow teeth immediately flew away from the gums, and half of his face was instantly swollen and disfigured.
Huazhu was stunned by this, Hu San stood up, stared at him fiercely, and said in a cold tone:
"Get out of here right now, or I'll kill you!"
Huazhu shook his big head and finally came to his senses. He covered his burning and swollen cheeks and cursed vaguely:
"Xianjia Shoun! You dare to hit me, you bastard! Rubber, blow the whistle immediately and call for people to kill them!"
Ma Zai was stunned: "Calling someone? Boss, our people are all in Yuen Long. Besides, we can't~"
"Pooh!"
Huazhu spitted bloody spit on the rubber face and gritted his teeth in anger:
"Push to the street, you are such a crazy person! Hurry up and call the people from Zhongyi Hall! Someone violated the rules of the Evil God and injured me in the street. They have to take care of this matter!"
"Oh, oh~"
Rubber woke up like a dream, wiped the blood on his face, turned around and ran away in a hurry. Watching him run away, Huazhu stared at Hu San with sinister eyes and cursed viciously:
"Sai Zai, you are dead. When you are taken away by the Zhongyi Hall law enforcement team, I will definitely kill this big Naiko~"
"Snapped!"
Another loud slap, but this time Hu San slapped Huazhu on the temple. His eyes immediately became bloodshot and bulged, and then he fell softly.
He was slapped to death!
Hu San is not a talker. He does what he says and kills people. To him, it is as common as eating and drinking.
Huazhu spoke Hakka and spoke very fast. Hu San could only understand a very small part of it, but he still understood some harsh keywords.
This fat pig actually dared to say dirty words to his sister. Hu San, who had a bad temper, couldn't bear it.
Although he seems to be carefree and smiling all day long, in fact Hu San is an out-and-out ruthless character who kills decisively and when he really goes crazy, even Hu Taodai trembles.
"Brother Hua, Brother Hua, rush to the street, Brother Hua is out of breath! He was beaten to death by this bad boy!"
Huazhu's remaining two younger brothers squatted down and shook Huazhu, and then stretched out their hands to test his breathing. They found that he was out of breath, and they immediately started making noises like killing pigs.
"Hu Laosan, you are crazy, why are you so harsh? Can't you just teach me a simple lesson?"
Kumoyo frowned and just asked softly without saying anything serious. She knew that Hu San was really angry.
Hu San snorted coldly:
"Good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden. Lao Wu, although we came to Hong Kong Island this time to join Du, we are not beggars."
Kumoyo naturally heard the implication of his words and asked in a deep voice:
"What do you mean?"
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps on the street corner, and the rubber had already led a group of men in black and rushed towards this side.
Several of Huazhu's men immediately ran over and complained. Hu San's eyes were piercing and his tone became even colder:
"What do you mean? Since we can't find that person named Du for a while, then let's just set up a stick on Hong Kong Island and wait for him to find him!"
Ligun is also called Liman, which is a slang term in the northeastern green forest. The general meaning is to become famous, to make a name for oneself, or to establish a reputation.
Upon hearing this, Kumoyo's brows furrowed even more:
"Hu Laosan, don't be ridiculous. We are new here. We are not familiar with the place and we don't even understand the language. What kind of stick should we set up?"
"hehe!"
Hu San glanced at her and sneered:
"Lao Wu, I know what you are thinking about. You are too cautious to cause trouble. It is just because you are afraid that the man named Du will blame you.
But getting on the pole is not a business. If we are like a lost dog like now, and stick to it shamelessly, people will look down on you.
Hu San paused for a moment, turned his head and glanced at the man in black who had rushed forward with murderous intent, and said in a teasing tone:
"Besides, the knife is on my neck now, Lao Wu, what do you want to do?"
These men in black, all with black stand-up collars, are young and strong, and have bulging waists, and they all have dicks.
After all, the Zhongyi Tang Law Enforcement Team is just a start-up. The personnel have not experienced sufficient training and running-in. They are not equipped with guns or even sabers. Currently, they only have alloy swing sticks.
However, these young people are all carefully selected from the hard-working people in Kowloon Walled City. They usually eat well, train hard, and receive sufficient wages.
The key is that this job is equivalent to working for the evil god. Usually wearing black clothes is not only majestic, but also decent when speaking out.
Every handsome boy who is selected to join the law enforcement team will have his house trampled to pieces by countless matchmakers the next day, even at the expense of others.
Therefore, these simple men cherish this job very much, and they rush forward risking their lives when encountering difficulties.
At present, the law enforcement team of Zhongyi Hall has less than 500 people in total, but if any club in Hong Kong randomly pulls out 1,800 short mules, regardless of who leads the team with red sticks and green sticks, the law enforcement team is guaranteed to be able to beat them. Crying for father and mother.
In a word, a ragtag group, no matter how many people there are, will never be able to become an organized regular army.
Kumoyo turned his head and looked at the increasingly fierce law enforcement team, his face was as dark as water, and his brows were knitted into a big knot.
Finally biting his lip, he made a decision:
"Then you should act with caution and don't cause any more deaths!"
Hu San knew that his silly girl had figured it out, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he responded happily:
"Ha, that's right, don't worry, I know it, and I guarantee that not even one of them will be crippled!"
Before he finished speaking, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he rushed toward the young men of the law enforcement team like ghosts, and screams suddenly rang out.
Hu San's movements were as fast as lightning, and he immediately placed a few of the ones at the front behind him. He used a method of dividing muscles and bones, specializing in removing joints.
Kumoyo looked coldly at Hu San, who was like a tiger in a flock of sheep. Seeing that he really didn't do anything serious, he let out a long breath and his eyes were a little gloomy.
Indeed, she was moved by what Hu San said just now.
Kumodai knew very well that Du Weiguo, a stinky gangster, definitely had more than one woman. In addition to the main palace in Sijiu City, there were women in Pattaya and Hong Kong, and there were even foreign girls.
Although she had never seen one, she had smelled one. At that time, she was a big fox.
Kurumiyo originally wanted to return to Tokyo. After all, her physical body Sakurai Momoyo was originally from Japan, and that was the territory assigned to her by Du Weiguo's tacit consent.
But when she was in Lushan, she sent several telegrams to Jiro Kamada, but all came to nothing. Besides, it is really difficult to go directly to Japan from China.
There was no choice but to go across the sea to Hong Kong Island to find Du Weiguo. This time, she ran away from Lushan secretly, so she didn't have any gold or silver.
Hu Sangen is a pauper. The little private money he managed to save was completely exhausted by the time he arrived in Guangdong Province. The brother and sister are now completely destitute, and they really have nothing to share.
A penny can stump a heroic man!
As for using magical powers to make money, firstly, the Hu family brothers and sisters are from a well-known family, with arrogant and friendly personalities, so they are a bit disdainful of it. Secondly, the domestic situation is really special, so they really don't dare to mess around.
Hu San's words just now reminded her that it would indeed look too shabby and desolate to defect to Du Weiguo with nothing like this.
The most important thing is that she may be looked down upon, especially by Du Weiguo's woman in Hong Kong Island. This is something she cannot accept.
Kurumiyo is now a real human being, and even has a unique personality, so he will naturally think about problems with pure human thinking.
Damn it, before she even saw Du Weiguo, she started thinking about the drama of the palace fight.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen men in black were all put down by Hu San. They lay on the ground in darkness, holding their joints and wailing.
All the joints were removed, including shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, knees, and ankles. Although none of them were seriously injured, the pain was heartbreaking and they lost their fighting ability.
Several of Huazhu's horses were carefully taken care of by Hu San. Basically, not a single joint in the body was left.
These unlucky guys are now like boneless snakes, lying limply on the ground, even their jaws have been removed, they can't scream, they can only hum unconsciously.
When Huazhu was acting arrogant just now, they were also laughing and fanning the flames. Although Hu San couldn't understand their birdsong, he could understand just by looking at the lustful expressions of these bastards.
At this moment, Hu San was squatting on the ground as if there was no one around, touching the bodies of several Ma Zai one by one. Of course, he had no special orientation, he was just looking for money.
Hu San was already so hungry that his eyes were dazzled. After a fight, Hu San's stomach was even hungrier now, as loud as thunder.
"Nah! They were shouting so loudly just now. They looked like cowhide. They are clearly a bunch of poor people. The three of them only had 37 yuan in their pockets."
Hu San stood up with a dark face and cursed, holding a wad of crumpled small bills in his hand, and walked towards Huazhu's body.
Bolan Street was originally the busiest place on Hong Kong Island. Such shocking behavior of the Hu brothers and sisters naturally attracted countless people to watch, standing in the distance and pointing.
Kurumiyo felt a little uncomfortable, rolled his eyes at Hu San angrily, and scolded in a low voice:
"Okay, Hu Laosan, you really think of yourself as a gangster. It's almost over. Let's leave quickly."
Hu San raised the banknotes in his hand loudly:
"Right now, I'll leave after I finish searching this fat pig. Otherwise, this little money won't even be enough for food and accommodation~"
"Boom~TiDiDiDi~~"
At this moment, a motor roared and a piercing siren suddenly sounded at the corner of the street. Several light green police cars came from a distance at a fast speed.
In the police jeep ahead, Uncle Jiu was driving the car himself, his face was ashen, and he was obviously in a very unhappy mood.
Uncle Jiu has now secured his position as the Chinese Chief Inspector of Hong Kong Island, not only taking over the two major regions of Kowloon and the New Territories.
Even the title of Chief Inspector of Hong Kong Island fell on him. After Du Weiguo returned to Hong Kong Island, Yan Tong took the initiative to resign.
This is something that even 500 million Detective Lei Luo has never done before. It can be called a miracle.
Uncle Jiu is now truly the number one Chinese in the Hong Kong police force. He has tens of thousands of Chinese police officers under his command, and even the British don't dare to show off to him too much.
But Uncle Jiu was still very unhappy, very unhappy, because he was completely ignored.
After becoming Inspector Zonghua, Uncle Jiu was completely separated from the specific cases. He did not accept illegal money, so he could only sit in the large and bright office all day long doing nothing.
Recently, due to the establishment of a law enforcement team by Chung Yi Tong to monitor the short mules, the streets of Hong Kong Island suddenly became quiet.
Not only have violent fights basically disappeared, but other crimes have also dropped significantly. Not to mention Uncle Jiu, almost all the police in Hong Kong Island are now very idle.
This evening, the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station suddenly received a report that a corpse dismemberment case had occurred. This was a rare and serious case, so the news naturally reached Uncle Jiu's ears immediately.
After hearing the news, Uncle Jiu couldn't bear the loneliness. He happily went into battle and led the team in person. When he arrived at the place, he was disappointed.
The bullshit mutilation case was just a psychopathic middle-aged man who caught some stray cats from the street and disemboweled them.
Although it is despicable to torture and kill stray cats, it is not illegal. Uncle Jiu could only teach him a few words and then led the team away angrily.
On the way back, the police car's radio suddenly reported that a murder had occurred on Bolan Street. Uncle Jiu was very close at the time, and without saying a word, he excitedly turned around and led the team over.
However, before they had gone very far, another notification came from the radio station saying that this was a conflagration incident in a society, and the law enforcement team of Zhongyi Hall had rushed over to deal with it.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu got angry and threw himself on the street! Since when did the Zhongyi Hall take over even murder cases that happened on the street?
The police officer responsible for reporting police information on the key radio station and the other police officers in the car acted as if they were taking it for granted.
We go to Zhongyi Tang for everything. If things continue like this, why are we still using the police? Isn't this just a private court in disguise?
So, Uncle Jiu, filled with righteous indignation, angrily led his troops to kill him. Uncle Jiu's idealism broke out again. He wanted to clarify the punishment and protect the sanctity of the law! (End of chapter)
