Hong Kong island brother

Zhou Shi just finished fetching water, carrying a water bottle and sanitizer, and went back to the dormitory through the school gate.

Zhong Ming was dragging his schoolbag and pacing back and forth. When he saw Zhou Shi walking with long legs in a training suit, he grabbed the railing and shouted in a low voice, "Brother! My brother! Sir Zhou!" Seeing Zhou Shi trotting over, Another blind command, "Slow down! Your legs don't hurt!"

Zhou Shi had already thought it was him, and walked over with a smile, "It's only the third day, why are you here?"

Zhong Ming changed his face, "What are you talking about! Besides me, who else will come to see you!"

Zhou Shi shrugged, "I thought I was finally discovered by my dad."

Although his leg was broken on the eve of the weekly knowledge exam, he was finally admitted to the police academy.

As a result, the first thing to do was closed training, and he couldn't go home for a month. He was so worried that he didn't know how to fool the boss Zhou.

Zhong Ming was very embarrassed, "This is why you don't understand? Do you know what is the most fashionable in the 90s? Hawaii is the most fashionable!"

Zhou Shi said, "Did you trick my dad into going to Hawaii?"

Zhong Ming said: "Hey, can that be called cheating! It was Sister Rose who saw the commercials of Hollywood stars, and she was going to dry the wheat husks desperately, and the big brother happily accompanied her there. Zhou Sir, you are well, you will not reveal your secrets."

Zhou Shi couldn't help laughing, "How long?"

Zhong Ming said: "Then I don't know, Sister Rose wants to have blonde hair, a mole, and..."

Zhou Shi interrupted him, "Wait, did you tell Sister Rose about me? Otherwise, how could Sister Rose be willing to help?"

Zhong Ming sighed, "It's like this. I told Sister Rose that when I go to Hawaii, I don't have to see my dad's snacks every day, let alone eat sugar and fire every day, and I don't have to speak Mandarin with my dad..."

Zhou Shi couldn't help laughing when he thought of Zhong Zhihao's extraterrestrial language, which was neither Chinese nor Cantonese.

The two of them had been talking for so long through the iron railings that passing patrols had already noticed.

Zhou Shiyao raised his hand, indicating that he would finish speaking soon, and then asked, "Just come to me and talk about this?"

Zhong Ming remembered the business, "No."

He dug out a lotus leaf chicken from his schoolbag, and sneakily stuffed it to Zhou Shi, "Be careful not to be seen by others, eat this today."

He found another box of braised goose, "This can be eaten tomorrow, I asked Grandma to add salt, it won't go bad."

He also took out some compressed biscuit doll noodles, "Leave these and eat slowly."

Zhou Shi was in disbelief, "What are you doing with these?"

Zhong Ming said: "I asked, and they said that the training content of the police force is hell-style. There is no air-conditioning or warm water in the classroom. There are only wooden boards for sleeping, and mosquitoes and spiders are in close contact. You have an injury on your leg. What should you do if the root of the disease is caused? Walking drills It's difficult, what else is there to survive alone, walking at night..."

Zhou Shi said, "Let's get to the point."

Zhong Ming said: "It is said that the content of your assessment is 'you eat less'."

Zhou Shi couldn't help but laugh, "Who are you asking? What school?"

Zhong Ming said: "Grandma's grandson at the Tangshui stall! What kind of Royal Hong Kong Police Youth Training School did he go to before? By the way, don't you know? If you eat less in a fight, you can only eat beans if you want to win. But don't be afraid , I’ll bring you doll noodles, as well as pig’s trotters and chicken feet, whatever you eat to make up for—”

Zhou Shi said, "That school has closed down."

Zhong Ming said, "What?"

Zhou Shi said: "The school in Fanling closed down four years ago. I have air-conditioning and warm water here, a bed to sleep in, and I don't eat too little."

Zhong Ming: ...

The inspector finally came, holding the plan booklet, "Squad 1 Zhou Zhi?"

Zhou Shi saluted: "Yes, Sir!"

When the heels of the leather shoes touched, there was a crisp "snap", and the wheat-colored arms straightened their muscles, saluting in a standard manner.

Zhong Ming went "wow" in his heart, no wonder he wanted to be a policeman, so powerful!

The inspection did not lie, turned to a page, and marked a "0" neatly, "Secretary transfer, disciplinary penalty of zero for a week."

Zhou Shi: "Yes, Sir!"

Zhong Ming said "hey hey": "What, why don't you just fine me! What's the point of bullying new students! And what kind of new words are you guys giving and receiving in private? The co-authored students are all Cixi and you are all Li Lianying, right?"

The inspector had no expression on his face, and marked a "0".

Zhong Ming shut up.

As soon as Zhou Shi left, it was like entering an iron gate as deep as the sea. From then on, Brother Zhi was Zhou Sir.

Zhong Ming panicked and wandered all over the street, but was spotted by scouts. After walking down Queen's Avenue, he had a thick stack of business cards of the brokerage company in his pocket.

Wandering around, I met Mao Zai, and the two lonely men ate sweet bean curd face to face.

Maozai said: "Ming, you should also think about the future. It's not an option to keep messing around like this. I think it's good to be a star. Sister Rose said several times that Ming is as good as she is—"

Zhong Ming said lazily, "Why do you have to work when you have food to eat?"

Maozai said: "That's not what you said. Look at our boss, do you have food? Why do you have to fight?"

Zhong Ming said: "Heyitang is a knife, but there is a second one chasing after it. The Shenghe Society at the port is not a vegetarian. If you don't fight hard, you will be chopped down."

Maozai cursed, "That's right, troublemaker Xiong was a white-eyed wolf back then, and he jumped to Shenghe Club as a sitter, even crazier!"

The troublemaker is the incumbent of Shenghe Society, and his son, Li Shenting, is the evil young master who came to kick the club for his father ten years ago on New Year's Eve.

Maozai swallowed the mulberry jam in one gulp, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm leaving. The Shenghe Society has been making trouble again these two days, and Temple Street is very chaotic."

Zhong Ming said: "Wait, I'll go with you after eating."

The low pressure before the arrival of the typhoon floated above the entire Hong Kong Island, and the sky changed overnight.

When Zhong Ming pushed through the crowd and walked to the "Authentic Beijing Snacks" stall, there was only a puddle of blood that was about to dry up on the stall.

The neighbors all talked about what happened to him.

Shenghe Society's new "Jiangdong Xiaobawang" 19K brings people to Temple Street to set up □□ stalls, 19K to see the restaurant in person, and once you sit in the big horse, you will be charged money.

Zhong Zhihao saw that he was young, so he whispered: "You are young, don't touch 'Miss Bai' easily."

19K squinted, "Only I play Miss Bai, no Miss Bai plays me!"

Zhong Zhihao shook his head, "No one can escape."

Shenghe Club is doing this business, and 19K has a group of brothers who have sunk in the sea of ​​​​drugs. After hearing this, they were immediately stabbed in the spine and rushed forward.

When Chouji brought someone to kill him, Zhong Zhihao couldn't find half of his face.

Zhong Ming licked his dry lips, and only asked one sentence: "Where is my dad?"

Chouji took Zhong Ming to the hospital, and the doctor in the white coat said, "It can be saved, but the treatment cost is estimated to be high, and the family members should make preparations early."

Zhong Ming only looked at Zhong Zhihao for a few minutes, then came out to take the payment slip, and said, I'll go back and get the money.

He returned to Temple Street and turned the house upside down, only to be a little dazed.

Zhong Zhihao didn't talk much about money with him, but his father was indeed poorer than he thought.

Zhong Ming sat beside the pool of blood for a long time, until the pool of blood turned black and smelly, and the mosquitoes and flies that often surrounded the rotten fruit stall swarmed in.

He dug out the business card in his pocket, then went to the grocery store to make a phone call.

Maozai was watching the scene, and when he saw this, he grabbed him, "Ah Ming, isn't it money!? Come back to Heyi Hall with me, brothers get together—"

Zhong Ming gently broke away from his hand, "Uncle Cat, you know what kind of business you have withdrawn from in the past few years. The club can't get involved in this matter, and I can only do it myself."

Cat Zai said: "At least ask the young master! Where did the young master go? I'll ask them to find—"

Zhong Ming shouted sharply: "Uncle Cat!"

Kitty was stunned.

Zhong Ming said: "If Zhou Shi comes back, he will definitely go to Shengheshe for the sake of Temple Street's face. No matter whether he wins or loses, Heyitang's flaws have been exposed. The big brother is not here. Zhou Shi, a young man, is against seven Association, who dies and who lives?"

The young man's teeth were clenched tightly, but his eyes were bright.

Kitty knew he was telling the truth.

Zhou Shi has courage and passion, but he is too young after all, and none of the eight major clubs will buy him.In the final analysis, the underworld relies on face to exchange friendship.If you only rely on common sense to challenge Shengheshe, then Heyitang will be leveled by the minions who have heard the news.

Zhong Ming signed a hasty contract with the brokerage company and got his first salary hastily.Then he stuck a wall of mosaic tiles in the company all night, and paid in advance again.

The flimsy Hong Kong paper fell into the ward without a single ripple.

Zhou Shi heard from the supervisor that the 19K of Shenghe Club had killed someone, so he had a bad feeling at that time.

Shenghe Society and Heyitang have always been hostile, and maybe they will really take advantage of this opportunity to come to Temple Street to find trouble.Moreover, since Zhong Ming was nine years old, it has never been so long since Zhong Ming hasn't seen him.

Zhou Shi couldn't ask for leave, so he sneaked over the wall and went home overnight to watch.

Maozai and Chouji were squatting on the threshold of Heyi Hall, each with a cigarette, and neither of them lit.

The red couplet on the door next door was torn off, and the door lattice was bare.

Zhou Shi heard his voice lifeless like a dead fish fished out of the ground, and he said, "Where is Ah Ming?"

He found Zhong Ming in the Changsheng Store, where old nameplates were plastered in the crowded shrines and Buddhist halls.

In a corner half dark and half bright, Zhong Ming was sitting on the ground with his legs bent, lighting incense sticks in a small incense burner.

The young man's white and thin arms trembled a little for some reason, and he couldn't touch the little flame no matter what.

Then his hand was closed by another pair, the same younger but much stronger fingers holding his hand, igniting a bright red spark.

Zhong Ming raised his head, extremely calm. He grew three to five years old overnight, and he could look at Zhou Shi directly.

He said, "Brother."

Zhou Shi only felt an evil fire rushing into his limbs suddenly, burning away the last ray of youth, and his internal organs began to cross-country with a shot put on his back.

Hearing that "brother", his first reaction was to clenched his fists and turned around.

Zhong Ming knew what he was going to do, before he got up, he rushed over and grabbed his calf, "Brother!"

Zhou Shi's fists were tightly clenched, hidden veins burst out on his forehead, he looked down at the bell from a high position, against the light, like a real demon.

The demon gritted his teeth, "Kill for life! I want them all to pay for their lives!"

Zhong Ming almost couldn't hold him back, so he simply stretched his arms and hugged his legs, his voice was already hoarse, "What the hell! You're not a scammer, you're a policeman!"

Zhou Shi roared: "I'm wrong!"

Zhong Ming hissed: "Zhou Shi!"

Zhou Shi continued to say loudly: "I shouldn't be a policeman! I'm a bad boy! My father is, I have been since I was born, and I will always be!"

Zhong Ming didn't speak, and his palm was stuck to his trouser leg. Through the thin fabric, he could still feel a fresh scar on Zhou Shi's calf.

Zhou Shi broke away from Zhong Ming's hand, squatted down, and covered Zhong Ming's neck with one hand.

As if echoing the question he asked on a rainy night ten years ago, he said, "A Ming, you mess with me. I'll cover you."

Zhong Ming lowered his brows and eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

He said it again, calmly and firmly, "A Ming, I will cover you."

Zhong Ming raised his eyes, they were all clear, and tiny stars were shining.

He said: "Zhou Shi, everyone has their own way, I can't be a gangster."

Zhou Shi had a thin layer of calluses on his fingers, which were honed out from shooting practice.Under the fingertips is the pulsation of the blood vessels of the bell, which is smooth and real.

Zhong Ming continued: "You too."

Zhou Shi suddenly realized something, let go of his hand suddenly, and felt that his voice was unfamiliar.

He asked like a walking dead: “It’s because of me.”

Is it because of me, or because of that stupid ideal, that I refuse to retaliate, knock out teeth and swallow blood.

For a minute or two, Zhong Ming didn't answer.

Zhou Shi asked again.

Zhong Ming said softly, "If it's really because of you."

Zhou Shi held his breath.

The young man's eyes were black and white.

He said, "Are you going to let me go in vain?"

The author has something to say:

Let me explain!The knife is only a moment!If you say it's sweet, you're not afraid of it!

[Actually, it's not sweet, because the author is still standing in front of the cabinet door.