Hong Kong Island Old Events

He Dingxian is keenly aware that the gambling stalls in Shanghai Street are likely to be involved in the struggle for interests between the "Chaoshan Gang" and the "Dongguan Gang". It may be a simple struggle at the Jianghu level, or it may be a power struggle involving the police force.

Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok are the earliest developed areas in Kowloon and are collectively known as "Yau Tsim Mong". They are recognized as "fertile water areas" by associations and "banking areas" by the police force.

The two of them were able to work at the Yau Ma Tei Police Station. In addition to sending money, they were also inseparable from the identity of "Chaoshan people" behind them.

The Chinese detective "Zeng Shaoke" of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station and the uniformed police sergeant "Chen Li" are both Chaoshan people. The black businesses on the streets of Yau Ma Tei are also managed by the Chaoshan community "Chaoshan Yiyong". It can be said that Yau Ma Tei is the territory of the Chaoshan people.

The Dongguan people planted their flags to challenge the interests of the Chaoshan Gang. The military sergeant sent the two men there more like a test than to collect numbers.

On the surface, it seems that "Liu Fu" took office as the Chief Inspector of the Kowloon District, so he would naturally support the development of the Dongguan Gang. However, the entire Yau Ma Tei has always been controlled by the Chaoshan Gang. The police chiefs and detectives of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, as well as the Chaoshan Gang, Are the police officers really willing?

Many biological brothers of police officers work in clubs, and generally the status of the club members is not low, and the income is also good. And his father is a Chaoshan Yiyong man whose ancestral home is in Chaoshan. He is a born member of the Chaoshan Gang and a de facto member of the Chaoshan Gang.

The Chaoshan Gang is currently the largest hometown association in Hong Kong. Chaoshan businessmen have begun to show their prominence, which in turn has led to the rise of Chaoshan societies, which has led to Chaoshan talents entering the police and political circles. In history, the glory of the Chaoshan Gang has just begun and is far from its peak.

Betting on the Chaoshan Gang is a good choice, and it is also the only choice available. In the context of the great era, people's choices are too limited.

This allowed He Dingxian to see an opportunity, an opportunity worth fighting for, so he decisively encouraged Qian Weishan to get things done.

"No matter what, the rules have to be collected. He represents the uniformed police. If something happens, there will naturally be superiors to help, and uniformed colleagues to help. All the uniformed police in Yau Ma Tei are waiting for food. If gambling stalls don’t collect all the gambling stalls, if one street doesn’t collect all the gambling stalls, if one area doesn’t collect all the gambling stalls, the rules will be broken, and no one will pay the fees.”

Qian Weishan led him chattering and waved to hail a rickshaw in the middle of the road. After getting into the car, he said to him: "Get in the car quickly."

"Where to go?" The police station is only a ten-minute walk to Shanghai Street. He Dingxian never thought that someone would take a rickshaw to collect fees, but Qian Weishan kept urging: "Hurry up and get on the bus!"

As soon as He Dingxian got on the rickshaw, Qian Weishan reported an address on Changsheng Street. He took the rickshaw all the way to a tenement building on Changsheng Street. He Dingxian followed him into the tenement building and realized that it was his home. It was not until Qian Wei Shan dug out a Browning pistol under his pillow, and He Dingxian suddenly realized it and sincerely praised: "What a good thing!"

"We police officers are a vulnerable group. Last year, ten of them were killed and more than thirty were injured. Don't we need to carry heavy insurance when we go out to do business?" Qian Weishan weighed his gun and looked satisfied: "I am the third police officer. I bought this gun a year ago and haven’t fired a single shot in all these years. It’s a kind gun just like my name.”

"It's all because the ghosts don't retreat. Who can bear the increase of more than one million people a year? Hong Kong now has a population of more than two million, and all the police officers combined are only more than 9,000, and the Chinese police officers are only more than 2,000. "

"Although uniformed police officers are not qualified to wear weapons, it must be reasonable for police officers to seize the weapons and fight back in self-defense when encountering a blind person who dares to attack the police." Qian Weishan was really ruthless in protecting his job.

He Dingxian had to give a thumbs up: "Reasonable."

"It's very reasonable! Brother Shan, your people are as kind as your guns!"

Unexpectedly, Qian Weishan threw the gun to him. He Dingxian opened his hand and took the heavy weapon. He was still surprised when he heard him say: "I am walking on the street with a big target. This gun is hidden on you. If I If you open your mouth to curse someone, you slap the gun on the table. As long as you can get money, try not to fire if you can."

Qian Weishan felt that a rookie who had graduated from a training school had never fired a few bullets in his life, so he would definitely not dare to shoot randomly.

He Dingxian took the gun but felt a familiar feeling in his heart. He weighed it and felt full of security. In the 1950s, Browning thought it was a good gun, and it would fetch at least a thousand dollars on the black market. Unexpectedly, he got an advantage.

He pulled the bolt and checked the spring, then removed the magazine and counted the bullets. The whole set of standard procedures made Qian Weishan think that he was a newbie.

Only newcomers can check weapons step by step. Do you really think you are going to fight? The old policeman always slaps the table with his weapon drawn, and the gun rarely fires a few times anyway!

When the two of them took a rickshaw back to Shanghai Street, Qian Weishan took Xianzi to collect all the regulations and fees from one street to another according to the addresses in his memory. There was no one who dared to break the rules for the time being. At the same time, He Dingxian He also taped the pistol to his calf to prevent the firearm from being seen, leaving a gap and not sticking it too tightly.

At this time, Qian Weishan and He Dingxian came together to the door of a metal door on the third floor of Xinsheng Building on Shanghai Street. Qian Weishan, wearing a military uniform, raised his hand and knocked impatiently on the door several times: "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A lattice was opened in the middle of the iron door, revealing a fat face looking at the two of them: "Sir, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Qian Weishan sneered.

"Check the bet!"

Fat Face said in surprise: "Are you kidding me, sir? We are a compliance company."

"If you comply with the regulations, open the door as soon as possible and pay the regulatory fee!" Qian Weishan shouted.

While collecting the money, Qian Weishan also inquired about the recent reappearance of the Southern Guangdong Dice Party, which had been dormant for some years.

First, he won hundreds of thousands in several underground gambling dens on Hong Kong Island and was sent out of the country as gifts. Then he set off a wave of murderous gambling in Kowloon. The first stop was the newly planted gambling den of Tung Ying Society. It was really full of malice. Full, now Hei Xinhua and his people are competing against the Ting Sicang Party in the stall of Xinsheng Building. He Dingxian feels that the gambling stall must be very lively now.

"Oh, oh." The fat face opened the door in a hurry and asked the two of them to go in. As soon as He Dingxian walked in, he felt that the sky had darkened twice. The room was full of smoke, noisy shouting, the smell of sweat, and the gambling table. It was a coincidence that the two groups of people were clearly separated in front of them. No wonder others avoided them.

At this time, two men in casual clothes, smoking cigarettes and joking with each other, walked out of the financial room. The fat-faced boy also walked up to a thin man in black next to the gambling table. He bent down and whispered: "Brother Hua, close the rules." Fei’s people are here.”

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