Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Chicken Lord."

"Brother Xian means to take advantage of Gui Lao and let Gui Lao go to Qi next week." Wang Qi bowed and said crookedly to the restaurant in a tea room. Waiji was wearing a white mandarin jacket, with his feet on the Taishi chair, holding a tea cup, and slapped his palm on the table.

"boom!"

He snapped: "Take it!"

"If you dare to collude with Datian Er to go ashore and kill a dozen of my brothers from Dongyi Hall, Gui Lao will pay with his life."

Wang Qi nodded: "I understand, Mr. Chicken!"

"This matter has caused you a lot of losses. You have been working hard all the way. When this matter is finally solved, I will hand over the streets designated in Wan Chai to you." Waiji took a sip of tea and said slowly: "If the limelight is tight, I will Go to Guangdong Province to avoid the limelight.”

"If Brother Xian wins, Dong Zitou can stand up again."

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The second day.

morning.

Smith drove towards the Marine Police Building and was about to turn left onto Java Road when a pedestrian was suddenly pushed into the road and almost hit the front of the car. Smith subconsciously stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the road: "Squeak."

He also put his head forward and looked at the pedestrians on the ground.

A blonde foreign girl with wavy hair was squatting on the ground, rubbing her ankles. She was wearing a very beautiful white dress, and her handbag was still on the ground. The next moment, a dozen gangsters holding machetes and wearing black shirts suddenly rushed out of the roadside. They surrounded the car and started killing them randomly: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

The horse boys pulled open the car door and hit the car window with machetes. Several people stood on the front of the car and kept kicking the front to block the wind.

Smith only felt that there were killers on all sides. He hurriedly took out his gun bag, finally took out the gun, pointed it out of the glass and immediately pulled the trigger: "Bang, bang, bang!"

Three gunshots immediately filled the streets with screams and the crowd fled in all directions. The foreign girl who suffered an unreasonable disaster did not even pick up her high heels and ran away on all fours to the roadside. The horsemen from the three groups were shot and rolled off the front of the car, but someone immediately stepped in to help. The hole made by the bullet became the best place to break through. As the horsemen attacked fiercely, the glass shattered instantly.

"boom!"

Smith was sitting in the car, looking confused. He fired two more shots, then raised his arms to cover his eyes.

Crash.

The rain of glass was mixed with a few flashes of swords.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

"FUCK!" Smith yelled angrily, and before he could react, a burning pain came from his arm, and the pistol fell into the car. The blood flowed more and more, and his hands gradually lost strength. One of the club killers shouted: "Drag him out!"

Several knifemen stopped immediately, grabbed Smith's hands, and dragged him directly from the car.

"I am the General Superintendent of Customs. The General Superintendent of Customs." Smith was wearing a suit and kept shouting. However, the horsemen pretended not to hear him. They only wielded the machete in their hands and started beheading him in the street. Every blow was done with all his strength and penetrated three points to the bone.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

The ghost guy was covered in blood and rolling on the ground.

"Behead him!"

"Behead the ghost guy!" The horsemen shouted with their hands, and they struck very quickly. In less than two minutes, there was no movement on the ground. Then, the horse boys sheathed their knives and looked around, just in time to see two uniformed policemen coming around the intersection, blowing their whistles, taking out sticks and chasing after them. So the horse boys dropped their weapons and ran away in a hurry. Before leaving, a swordsman deliberately thrust the tip of his knife into the ghost's heart, and then tiptoed to follow the team in a hurry.

That afternoon.

"South China Morning Post", "Oriental Daily", "Sing Tao Daily" and "Ta Kung Pao" published news one after another. A general inspector of customs was murdered in the street, suspected of being involved in community struggles. The whole Hong Kong was shocked for a while.

You must know that the internal status of the General Superintendent of Customs is equivalent to that of the Chief Superintendent of the Police Force, and he is already one of the top five powerful officials in the first district. Under normal circumstances, a single word can make a society miserable, and no one dares to offend them, but they were surrounded and beheaded in the most cruel Jianghu way.

The fight between dragons and tigers behind the scenes is something ordinary people can’t even imagine.

The Customs Department was even more furious after hearing the news. Hundreds of Customs Department police officers crossed over from the Industrial and Commercial Department to protest at the Government Affairs Bureau, hoping to order the police to find the real culprit, clean up public order on Hong Kong Island, and crack down on triad organizations. Due to the death of a general supervisor of the Customs Department, the Government Affairs Bureau had to set up an investigation team to interrogate the Commissioner of Police.

However, Police Commissioner Jian Baoning insisted that the case was committed by pirates and provided a closing report proving that a pirate gang had recently landed and committed the crime. He also cited reasons such as the police arriving at the scene within a reasonable time and the lack of strength of the Marine Police District. , hoping that the Government Affairs Bureau will allocate funds to expand the strength of the Marine Police District.

Both sides hold their own opinions and have demands.

What should the Government Affairs Bureau do in this situation? We can only support a stronger police force. The position of Commissioner of Police is naturally three levels higher than that of Commissioner of Customs!

In the Office of the Commissioner of Police, Jian Baoning took off his military cap and hung it on the hanger. He smiled and waved his hand to He Dingxian who stood up to salute and said, "Sir, you have made me very tired. The Chief of Administration will listen to him personally." Interrogate me and hold me accountable!"

He Dingxian stood in the sofa area, put down his arms, and said with a smile: "Sir, the police force is also powerless. Unless the Government Affairs Bureau approves a dozen more marine police boats for us, how can we fight against pirates?"

"Don't think about it. There is a chance of raising the level of the police district, but the Government Affairs Bureau will not allocate funds." Jian Baoning shook his head and said: "The people above think I want to annex the customs. It's ridiculous. I support them." What are you doing? By the way, I'm making arrangements to transfer Sir Ge to the Marine Police District."

He Dingxian smiled and said: "You have deposited a sum of 200,000 Hong Kong dollars in the bank for almost two years. When are you going to withdraw it?"

Jian Baoning was a little stunned, then smiled and said: "Sir He, thank you for reminding me. If you don't tell me, I will forget it. I will ask someone to bring it up tonight. As for the customs, continuing to fight is not an option, otherwise I will find him again. Let’s talk?”

"No need to talk."

He Dingxian refused and lit up a cigarette: "Last night, people from the Customs Department detained another Chinese merchant's ship. Who do you think it belongs to?"

Jian Baoning's heart skipped a beat, could it be Chu Weinan's?

"It belongs to the firecracker king Chen Lanfang." He Dingxian said: "A ship selling goods from Hong Kong Island to Southeast Asia was stopped halfway. A clerk told me today that Mr. Ming from the Customs Department forced Boss Chen to pay. Otherwise, he will be charged with arms smuggling."

"Funny, are firecrackers arms?"

"If so, they would have colonized Europe early in the morning."

Jian Baoning sighed, feeling in his heart that the Customs Department's attitude was too tough. Because once the political struggle reaches the point of bloodshed, both sides will slowly lower their posture and enter a negotiation process. It’s okay to see blood, but it’s not okay to see endless blood!

Fight all the way to the end, no one can bear it.

But neither He Dingxian nor Du Yihua had any intention of stopping, and they continued to escalate the struggle. Under normal circumstances, one party would eventually perish, but both sides were confident and had no fear at all. The strange thing is that the order of the world has stabilized despite repeated violent escalations. No matter how ruthless the Customs Department is, the bosses still support the police force. Because He Dingxian’s methods really frightened the Chinese businessmen!

Jian Baoning could see He Dingxian's plan, but he couldn't figure out Du Yihua's purpose. There was no need to risk his life to pay fees. Du Yihua may have a second political goal, and he still wanted to take the opportunity to cleanse the forces within the customs. Risk taking down He Dingxian?

He felt that things were getting interesting. He held a cigar in his mouth, lay on the sofa, and blew the flue: "If the quantity of gunpowder reaches a certain level and is not reported to the customs, it can indeed be treated as a crime of arms smuggling."

"Du Yihua doesn't dare to bring Mr. Chen to death." He Dingxian smiled and said: "Sir Zhou Junnian has already stepped forward to mediate for him, and the matter is over."

"You have to be careful. Since the people from the Customs Department can contact Xu Tianbao, they will fight you to the end." Jian Baoning tried to lay the hook again, but He Dingxian did not take the bait and said: "I'm waiting for him to come. Let's see who it is." Kill more!”

In fact, He Dingxian had no way to deal with Xu Tianbao's group for the time being. The others were hiding in the water, had boats and cannons, and were proud of Nanyang. So what if he has more than 2,000 people under his command? The water force cannot be commanded at all. Transferring Ge Bai to the water police is only the first step. He must also find Xu Tianbao's hiding place before he has enough power to destroy the opponent. When the Customs Department took out Xu Tianbao as a sign, He Dingxian knew that the people from the Customs Department would not give up until Xu Tianbao was killed.

But Xu Tianbao's people had an interest relationship with the Nanyang Chinese at most. The Chinese transported supplies to the pirates and earned some money in exchange for peace among the pirates. But it is almost impossible to use Nanyang Chinese connections to find Xu Tianbao or even make Xu Tianbao betray him.

Because there is no affiliation between pirates and Nanyang Chinese, pirates will not listen to anyone's instructions unless it is profitable.

He Dingxian has asked Jiang Tiansheng to secretly inquire about Xu Tianbao in Nanyang. Finding Xu Tianbao itself is a process full of dangers. Without taking some time and using some means, it is difficult to meet Xu Tianbao's men.

The end of the month.

The lard boy and the horse boys came to the dock to collect the fees. Although there have been some incidents at sea recently, the long-term management of the police force has created inertia for major chambers of commerce and societies, and they did not find any trouble in paying the fees.

Du Yihua, together with Mailer from the Financial Bureau, Govan from the Fire Department, and Hot from the Food Bureau, came to see the Commissioner of Police obediently and took away a suitcase of banknotes. Before Du Yihua left, Jian Baoning smoked a cigar and said specifically: "Sir Du, peace brings wealth and less bloodshed."

Du Yihua smiled and said, "Sir Jian is right."

He didn't say anything harsh, but the fact that the Customs Department has been able to survive under the police force really inspired the Financial Bureau, Fire Department, and Food Bureau. It gave the three department heads some different thoughts about their relationship with the Customs Department. Also become closer.

In the second month, Du Yihua did not attack the Chinese businessman's fleet, but tightened the smuggling of white flour, arms, and people. He sent an anti-smuggling team to patrol at night every day, which caused chaos in Hong Kong. Not only did the price of flour rise, but the new goods in the horse stalls There are a lot less girls.

This is a big deal!

This day and night.

A fishing boat slowly stopped in Kowloon Tong, hoisting the Fujian flag and hiding among the hundreds of boats at the pier.