Hong Kong Island Old Events

the next day.

Morning.

"Hello, sir!"

"Hello, sir!"

Mongkok police station.

He Dingxian was full of energy and ambition and stepped into the gate of the mission. He nodded to the uniformed police officers standing guard and saluted and said, "Good morning."

man.

Just struggle!

Yan Xiong came to the door of the office, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Da da da."

"Sir!" After receiving the agreement, he opened the door and stood at attention, saluting.

He Dingxian stood in front of the window sill, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking out at the scenery outside the window, his back turned to him and he said slowly: "Is something wrong?"

"A good friend of Dong Ying Society came to me last night and wanted to invite you to Fuwang Tea House for a chat." Yan Xiong said.

He Dingxian turned around with a bright smile, flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers, and asked loudly: "Is he the only one?"

Yan Xiong opened his mouth and said, "There is also Sangmentong from Dongfu Society, and Uncle Kuan, a veteran of Dongfu Society."

He Dingxian thought for a moment and asked, "What's the origin?"

"Uncle Kuan used to be the second marshal of the Dongfu Society. Before World War II, he was the Inspector Hua in the East Tsim Sha Tsui area. He was a senior police force with a professional background. During the Japanese occupation, he refused to be recruited by the gendarmerie and participated in the Dongjiang underground. Column, I have been helping the column raise supplies and being responsible for mediating with the Japanese. After the war, when I got older, I retired directly and did not join the police force again."

"Although he is over sixty years old, he has always been a living signature of Dongfu Club due to his qualifications and reputation. Even the leading boss, 'Uncle Bao', treats him as a nephew," Yan Xiong said.

When He Dingxian heard that a senior figure in the world had come forward, he smiled and said, "What a big sign!"

"Since former Inspector Hua and a patriot of the Dongjiang Column have come forward, I can't help but give him some face. I'll tell my good friends what you say to Fuwang Tea House at seven o'clock in the evening."

"Invite me to tea, right? Set up eighteen tables, and I'll bring all the brothers in Mong Kok to have tea with me!"

Yan Xiong nodded: "Okay, let me know now!"

The Dongjiang Column was an anti-Japanese armed force in the province and Hong Kong during World War II. It had a high reputation among the people and had a special status in the world.

At that time, many Chinese businessmen, Chinese policemen, and young people with lofty ideals donated money and materials to the Dongjiang Column. In a report by a certain boss, the Dongjiang Column, the "Qiongya Column", the Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army were called "the mainstay of China's Anti-Japanese War".

He Dingxian can't rub the face of a senior figure in the martial arts world, but he can't rub the face of a columnist. You still have to see him once...

Tong Choi Street, Lam Kee Barbecued Pork.

In the shop, two gangsters, Liangyou and Sangmentong, like obedient boys, sat opposite a barbecued pork chef wearing a chef's skirt, sleeves, and work clothes, with gray temples.

The barbecued pork chef's sleeves were full of grease stains, he was holding a cigarette between his fingers, and his face was covered with wrinkles and age spots, showing the weather and weather of the years.

The world of Hong Kong Island is a strange place. Inspector Hua can be the boss of a society, and the boss can be an anti-Japanese hero. The complexity of human nature is vividly displayed in a chaotic era.

A Chinese agent came to the door and confessed to Ma Zai, collected the tea money and turned to leave. Ma Zai ran into the tea restaurant with a smile on his face, bowed in front of the table, and whispered to the boss: " Brother Liangyou, the news from the mission is that Inspector He will go to Wangfu Restaurant in the evening and ask you to set up eighteen tables of wine, and all the brothers in Mongkok will go there to drink!"

Liangyou opened his mouth wide, his expression changed again and again, and said: "Eighteen tables of wine is a small problem, let's set up a grand staircase for Inspector He to get down."

"The key is that all the police in Mong Kok are here, are they trying to shovel me to death..."

Sangmentong's expression turned livid and he cursed: "Young man, are you smart? If you send people here to drink and eat, you won't have time to fight. If they don't come at night, they will be out to fight your whole family!"

"Eighteen tables are just eighteen tables. The money is nothing but a bit embarrassing."

"As soon as the news spread, who didn't know that both Dongyingshe and Dongfushe were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy from him?" Sangmentong hit his face with his hand while speaking, pretending to be a gesture, and then stood up and served the barbecued pork respectfully. The master poured a cup of tea and asked aloud: "You think so? Uncle Kuan."

Uncle Kuan threw away the cigarette butt, raised his tea cup, and replied coldly: "So what? You have lost face. You don't expect to pick it up yourself, but you expect others to pick it up for you?"

"Face is something that no one else can give you. You have to earn it by yourself. With my old face, I can only invite others out for a cup of tea."

"I can't talk about anything else."

Sangmentong sat back and nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, Uncle Kuan is right."

Lin Kuan put down his tea cup, stood up and said, "Think about it for yourself what to do tonight. I'll roast the roast goose and barbecued pork first, and then deliver them to the restaurant in the evening."

"Eighteen tables, it's exhausting."

He sounded unhappy.

Sangmentong nodded and bowed, watched Uncle Kuan enter the kitchen, turned around and cursed in a low voice with his good friend: "Old man, didn't you give him any money? What a shame."

The good friend shook his head and said nothing. If the two of them didn't have Uncle Kuan to come forward and just rely on giving money and gifts to establish a relationship, it would be difficult for them to get through the night.

In the world, everyone cannot hide what they do. Some people live a lifetime and are respected by others. Face can save their lives.

Some people live their entire lives with everyone wanting to spit on them.

In the evening, the plainclothes and uniformed police officers in the police station received the news and were fully armed and working overtime. Even uniformed police sergeant Huo Jiacheng was waiting in the office area for the detective to come downstairs.

He Dingxian was wearing a suit and holding a pipe in his mouth, striding down the stairs. When the two groups of people saw him at the window, they all immediately stood up: "Oh!"

"Sir!"

"Brother Xian!" Huo Jiacheng, Yan Xiong and others shouted.

He Dingxian raised the pipe in his hand, waved his hand, and shouted: "Wangfu Restaurant, I'm treating you, everyone come and eat!"

The plainclothes detectives and uniformed police officers relaxed and beamed with joy. Yan Xiong laughed loudly and said, "Let's go!"

"Drinking with the big guys!"

With a bang, more than 140 people lined up in a long queue, walked out of the Mong Kok Station, and came all the way to the Fook Wong Teahouse on Tung Choi Street.

Sangmentong and Liangyou and their younger brother were guarding the door, and their expressions suddenly changed when they saw more than a hundred military policemen strutting through the city.

He Dingxian walked in front, followed by the plainclothes men with bulging waists. The police sergeant in uniform was a little behind, and further behind were the investigators and uniformed team leaders of each group.

Sangmentong clasped his fists and led the horsemen to come forward, and said enthusiastically: "Inspector He, Chief Huo..."

With a smile on his lips, He Dingxian walked straight into the restaurant and turned around and shouted: "Sit down! Everyone find a seat and sit down!"

"I know, sir." The brothers gathered in small groups to find a seat to sit down. They had a free banquet, so they were worried about not being able to find a seat.

"By the way, where should we sit?" When He Dingxian saw the brothers taking their seats one after another, he turned back to look at Sangmentong, his tone was like asking a waiter.

Sangmentong also straightened his posture very well, started to work as a waiter, and quickly led the way: "Head table, Inspector He and Chief Huo, please follow me."

"Let's go, Lao Huo." He Dingxian greeted, leading Sergeant Huo and the four detectives to the main table, where a total of six people took their seats.

He sat down on the main seat without hesitation, blew out the smoke, put down his pipe, and watched Sangmentong and Liangyou sit at the end of the table, just opposite.

"Let's serve."

In just one sentence, the waiters in the restaurant began to serve the food, and the brothers ate whatever was available without any scruples. He Dingxian didn't look like he was here to talk about something, just like he was hosting a treat. He picked up his chopsticks and said hello, and then took the lead in eating with his chopsticks.

Huo Jiacheng, Yan Xiong, Meng Yuanda and others were about to eat and drink. The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became very lively. The brothers below had already started to change cups. Sangmentong and Liangyou were left aside. Looking at each other with aggrieved eyes, the good friend took the lead in raising his wine glass and said in salute: "Thank you sirs for the honor. I'll toast you sirs first. Drink to win!"

"Drink to win." Sangmentong also stood up with a wine glass. The two of them drank a glass of rice wine, smiled and raised their glasses again to add more wine. The good friend said: "I'm sorry, sirs."

"We two are ignorant and broke the rules of the officer, so we are willing to punish ourselves with three glasses of wine." Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, the two drank the three glasses of wine on their own.

Immediately, Sangmentong clapped his hands and asked his brother to bring a plate. The plate was filled with rolls of Hong Kong dollars. People on the table couldn't help but cast their eyes on him.

Sangmentong bent down and smiled flatteringly: "Inspector He and Chief Huo, the amount you missed last month was fifty thousand yuan in total, which is a little bit interesting."

When He Dingxian saw Qian's face, he showed an unhappy look. He slapped his chopsticks hard on the table, and his colleagues at the table put their chopsticks down in unison.

"Last month's calculations were collected neatly according to the stalls. I won't take any less, and I won't take any extra." He raised his head and looked at Sangmentong: "What do you mean now?"

"You want me to break the rules I've set."

Sangmentong's face turned livid, and he opened his mouth and said, "Brother Xian, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have opened a black stall."

"Are you open?"

He Dingxian asked.

Sangmentong gritted his teeth and replied: "It's open!"

The good friend bowed his head and stood at the table: "Brother Xian, we have done something wrong. We will kill or shave you. We will accept everything you say."

"Now it's all about my words? Haha, why didn't anyone listen when I spoke last month?" He Dingxian felt funny.

Lin Kuan had a kitchen skirt tied around his waist and sleeves on his hands. He brought a platter of barbecued pork to the table and shouted: "Roast duck and roast goose, the best barbecued pork..."

"Uncle Kuan."

"Uncle Kuan." Sangmentong and Liangyou shouted quickly, and Huo Jiacheng stood up directly and said politely: "Uncle Kuan, sit down and eat together."

"No."

"I still have things to do later." Lin Kuan bowed twice in a very kind tone, brought a glass of wine, poured it on and said, "I would like to toast all the officers."

"These barbecued pork are all made by me. I hope you, sir, like them."

Yan Xiong, Meng Yuanda, Chen Jiale and others originally planned to stand up, but when they saw that the boss did not move his buttocks and sat back down, He Dingxian waited for a moment before raising his glass and saying in return: "Uncle Kuan, this glass of wine is for you." Or are you doing it for someone else?"

Lin Kuan shook his head and said with emotion: "I respect him, but I also hope that Inspector He will be noble and give young people a way out."

"Although Detective He and I don't have any friendship from the same hometown, it's not easy for the Chinese to find food outside. Don't kill them all just because of clan differences."

"Of course, they were at fault in this matter. I just came to the restaurant to help the kitchen. Inspector He has the final say on what to do on the table!"

He Dingxian nodded slightly, raised his cup and said, "A toast to Uncle Kuan."

"Uncle Kuan!"

Yan Xiong and others just stood up and said loudly. After drinking a glass of wine, Lin Kuan shook his head and laughed and turned back to the kitchen.

After He Dingxian and the others sat down again, only Sangmentong and Liangyou were left standing, but they were not allowed to stand again.

Just listen to He Dingxian say: "Don't understand what you said? He Toujiu, you have to respect yourself. Ah Xiong, call for a box of wine."

"Got it." Yan Xiong turned around to say hello, and a waiter immediately brought a basket of imported beer. Sangmentong and Liangyou looked at the basket of wine that was smashed on the table, and swallowed each other's saliva, because they both knew, It was impossible for He Dingxian to let them off lightly with a box of wine, because Uncle Kuan didn't have such a big face!

"Then how do you drink this box of wine?" The two of them looked at each other quietly, looking at the slightly playful expression of He Dingxian on the main seat. The police chief and detectives looked at each other with a joking look, and they could probably guess the result. Sangmentong has always been conceited enough. Yong, looking at the basket of twenty-four bottles of wine, felt a little scared in his heart. Just when he was about to step forward to pick up the first bottle, He Dingxian said again: "Don't just respect us, you must also respect my brothers. You Do you know why I want you to serve wine and bring the brothers to drink together?"

"Because you two gutter rats not only stole my money, you also stole my brothers' money, do you understand?" He slapped the table with his palm, and Sangmentong was startled. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to take out a bottle of wine. bottle, turned around and came to the attic fence, looked at the ten police officers on the first floor, raised the bottle and smashed it on the head: "Pfft!"

Even though I used 100% of my strength in the first blow, the angle and position were wrong, and the imported beer bottle was thick and hard. It didn't explode, but hit the forehead with a loud sound, and the whole door was shattered and shaken. Shake it, wait for a few seconds to wake up, and pick up the bottle again: "Pfft!"

The beer bottle suddenly broke into pieces, the bottle hit the glass and cut the top of his head, and the beer poured all over the floor.

Immediately afterwards, Liangyou stood beside him holding a wine bottle, found the right angle and smashed the bottle on his head: "Bang!"

It breaks instantly.

At ten tables downstairs and eight tables upstairs, more than 140 police officers stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the two club bosses standing in front of the railing in the attic.

When everyone saw the two dignitaries from the Dongguan Banner Association popping a beer bottle, they covered their wounds and howled in mourning. They immediately booed: "Cut!"

"Lese!"

"Let's continue eating." As soon as the guys lowered their heads to eat, Yan Xiong held a beer in one hand and waved his hands down one after another, one on each person's head: "Bang!"

"boom!"

Meng Yuanda also picked up the beer bottle and stood up on the table. He stepped forward and smashed the bottle down. One after another, twenty-four bottles exploded.

He Dingxian looked at Sangmentong and Liangyou paralyzed on the floor full of drinks, covered in blood and losing consciousness. He suddenly realized that the movies were all lies. Beer bottles are so explosive, and they explode several times in a row. It can still be like a normal person.

No wonder the two of them had sour teeth and trembled with fear when they saw a box of beer just now. It turns out that I wanted to be kind but did the wrong thing again?

"Damn it!" He Dingxian was quite angry and clapped his chopsticks down, causing Yan Xiong, Meng Yuanda and others to immediately turn around and listen to him say: "I told him to drink, but I didn't tell him to hit his head with wine and waste food! "

Yan Xiong understood in his heart and was about to ask someone to bring another box of wine for the two of them to drink. When he saw the superior waving his hand, he sighed: "Forget it, sit down and eat. Eat enough before going home."