Hong Kong Island Old Events

A tough guy comes out of jail! A pair of brothers held swords side by side, and quickly killed three people, one on the left and the other on the right, directly targeting the opponent's red stick.

Wu Shihao was tall and powerful, and his movements were sharp. He raised his knife and chopped down a person, then twisted around and swung the knife straight into Guilidong in front of him.

Guilidong saw the light of the knife from the corner of his eye, holding his axes horizontally and slashing at the side. Wu Shihao's knife blade slashed hard into Guilidong's shoulder, and two bloody marks were scratched on his abdomen.

"boom!"

He Dingxian fired a gun into the sky.

The gangsters on the pier were stunned for a moment, and instinctively looked back at him. Some simply lowered their heads and wanted to run away.

No matter how brave the warrior is, he will become frightened when he hears the gunfire.

However, Wu Shijie rushed forward with his sword, and while Guilidong was not escorting him, he slashed at him diagonally with his sword.

"puff!"

The peak of the knife cut in half and got stuck on the neck bone. Wu Shijie drew his sword but couldn't pull it out, so he simply abandoned the sword and kicked the enemy in the belly.

Wu Shihao also slowly let go of his hand.

Guilidong carried a knife on his shoulder and stabbed it in his neck: "Uh..."

Eyes wide open, he fell straight to the ground.

boom!

The red sticks in the town were killed, the gangsters of the Dongying Society suddenly dispersed, and the dock workers did not dare to stay anymore, for fear that a large number of people from the rival society would arrive...

He Dingxian was deeply impressed when he saw that the two brothers at the top of the auxiliary police dared to fight and kill. However, he never asked the names of a group of people, because all the bad guys at the bottom were willing to risk their lives. Win today. It doesn't matter, you can only be qualified if you can win every game.

It's just that the best people in prison really don't lie.

There is actually someone who can easily win the double bonus stick.

He was extremely satisfied.

At this moment, Wu Shijie stepped forward to support the injured eldest brother, put his arms around his shoulders, and said anxiously: "Brother, are you okay?"

Wu Shihao supported his younger brother's shoulders and said through gritted teeth: "Take the money!"

"ah?"

The young man was a little dizzy in the confusion.

"Take the money!!!" Wu Shihouse shouted.

"Got it, Brother Hao!" Wu Shijie came to his senses after roaring, and quickly helped the boss to come to the policeman. He didn't dare to ask for money, but looked directly at the policeman with his eyes.

He Dingxian took out a thousand Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and slapped it on his palm: "Keep it."

"Thank you."

Wu Shijie thanked him profusely and went to collect the money. Next to him, Wu Shihao looked at He Dingxian in particular. When He Dingxian wanted to ask his name, the dock became a mess and the Wu brothers ran away.

"flash!"

"Flash!"

Half an hour later, Kao, the leader of Dongying Society, came to the dock in person. The panicked workers resumed their work one after another. The blood on the ground, the scattered goods, the dirty corpses, and the shipowner's angry curses all made Kao's face turn black.

As for who picked the scene, Dongyingsha already knew clearly. Unfortunately, it was the people below who came forward first to plant flags on the Chaoshan Gang's territory. Kao could not handle such a big thing by himself, and did not get the approval of the Dongguan Gang's big shots. Before, I could only choose to settle the matter and endure the bad breath.

It was impossible for him to take the initiative to help Hei Xinhua. There was nothing more important than letting the brothers get started.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

In a tenement building.

He Dingxian smoked a cigarette, stood in the yard, and looked at the moonlight quietly.

Peng Lingshan murmured with concern: "I took those clothes and washed them. You can change into a clean military uniform tomorrow and sleep on the sofa in the living room at night."

"Don't think the sofa is too small. It's more comfortable than the wooden bed at home. Mrs. Xu took us in because of her hometown friendship. I will repay her if I have the opportunity in the future."

"Her husband owns a dry goods store in Jordan, Tsim Sha Tsui. If you encounter any trouble, remember to help. If you are not a police officer, others may not be able to help..."

He Dingxian nodded slightly: "I know, I will keep it in mind."

"Really remember it!"

Peng Lingshan said.

Lardboy coaxed from the side: "Auntie, you should go upstairs to bed early. I will take you back to Shek Kip Mei at noon tomorrow."

"Fine."

As Auntie left, Lardboy smiled and said, "Until you came back, Auntie has been kneeling in front of Mr. Guan's portrait."

He Dingxian nodded and said: "She is afraid that I will never come back like my father."

Lardboy felt deeply: "How can we support the family without a man?"

After He Dingxian finished his work at the pier, he took a rickshaw directly to Tsim Sha Tsui to find his mother. He didn't even go back to the police station.

If you have a peaceful night and don't get shot when you go to work tomorrow, then the matter will be over successfully.

He has basically done everything he can do by himself, so there is little chance of problems happening, so there is nothing to worry about.

If Guilidong and Hei Xinhua can bring out any big shot, then he deserves to die. If he goes out to fight for his life, he must have the consciousness to lose everything.

"Thank you."

He Dingxian suddenly turned around and preached.

"It was wrong of me to point a gun at you this afternoon."

Lardboy laughed and scolded: "Hey, eh, eh, don't mention this matter again, I will be angry if you mention it again, and no friends will do it!"

He Dingxian smiled: "Forget it, I recognize you as my friend."

A smile finally appeared on Lardboy's face: "I will still need you to cover me on the street from now on. Tell me, how many people did you kill at the dock in the evening?"

"I didn't kill anyone." He Dingxian said with a smile: "The police I went to enforce the law did not go to kill people and silence them. What's more, when someone helps you do it, why should you risk it yourself?"

"Bagui!"

Lardboy gave a thumbs up and said, "It's really cruel."

Killing with your own hands is cruel, killing with power is also cruel, and power is a murderous sword.

He Dingxian is not only dishonest, but also reckless, with a barbaric streak that reveals intelligence.

Like someone who does great things.

He Dingxian suddenly had an idea and turned to Lardboy: "Are you interested in doing some business with me?"

In fact, when he collected the gun in the housing estate, he knew that Pig Fatty was the rent collector next to Lei Luo, the "Inspector of 500 Million" in history. After all, there were many movies and TV series made, and if you know a little bit about this history, you can hear Pig. Youzi's name.

Even if there is more than one person named Lard Boy in Hong Kong, does he know how to speak English and have so many bright minds? I knew then that it was probably a done deal!

But what if that fat guy is Lardboy? It's just a somewhat eye-catching glove that uses connections to collect illegal money from others. He Dingxian has done worse things in his previous life, so he really doesn't take a rent collector seriously.

What's more, it's still unknown whether the bright-minded Lardboy is willing to work hard for him.

However, the current lard boy can't climb up to Inspector Zonghua, and he has no way to make a fortune. The best solution is to climb up to a uniformed policeman with some promise around him.

To put it bluntly, Detective 500 million is still working as a pawn in some police station. Working with him is definitely more promising than working with Detective 500 million.

This time, He Dingxian finally realized the benefits of having a backer in Xiangjiang. Backing is both power and money! In Xiangjiang, as long as the seniority level reaches 500,000 yuan, one can buy the position of Inspector Hua! If you don't have money, you can't get promoted no matter how good your job is or how many cases you solve.

He Dingxian decided to be his backer.

Lardboy also said those words under the night breeze, under the stars: "Brother Xian, I'll follow you."

Although He Dingxian is now just a uniformed policeman, with his status as a fellow Chaoshan fellow, there is some natural trust between the two.

With his humble identity, Lardboy could never find a better supporter. Perhaps in another world, he relied on Lei Luo to make his fortune. If he still remains a rent collector in this life, He Dingxian will be the one to be humiliated!

The next morning, when He Dingxian woke up, Lardboy was dozing on the bamboo bench in the yard with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

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