Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Brother Xian, is there too much noise tonight?"

night.

Portland Street, ground floor of the apartment building.

Lardboy sent the boss to the door of his house. He carried his leather bag and accompanied him upstairs. He asked aloud: "Chief Inspector Chen has received the news."

"Things may change."

He Dingxian was drunk and his face was red, and he asked: "What's the variable? Are you going to shoot me or another detective?"

"You know, detectives and uniformed sergeants, once you have decided to support me, you will not waver. If you have any doubts, you will not come."

Lardboy said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, brother Xian, be careful of the steps."

He held up the boss's arm.

He Dingxian waved his hand: "As long as Chief Inspector Chen doesn't do anything dirty, after all, we are still fellow villagers. It is nothing more than a power struggle in public office. The worst result is to lose power and retire peacefully."

"This is different from the personal feud with Liu Fu and Zhang Jingrong. If Chen Tong doesn't want to die without a complete body, the Yan family will shovel it, so he won't be stupid!"

"As for the banquet, why should I keep it secret? I want to let Uncle Tong know who supports me! Force him to come out and compete with me in the ring!"

Lardboy was full of admiration: "Boss, you are so wise!"

"Stop flattering me, we're here, you can go back." He Dingxian was too lazy to fumble for the key and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door when the door was opened by a young woman.

"Sister E."

Lardboy quickly lowered his head and said hello.

Bai Yue'e was wearing a nightgown, pulled He Dingxian with her hands, held the man in her arms, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, leave him to me."

Snap.

The door is closed.

Lardboy let out a sigh of relief, turned around and went downstairs, and specifically told Ni Kun: "Akun, please pay attention to safety during this period. The boss can be careless, but we can't be careless. If anything happens to the boss, our whole family will have nothing to eat. .”

"Don't worry, Brother Zai." Ni Kun stood at the front of the car, wearing a weapon on his waist and looking back and forth with sharp eyes.

"Uh-huh!"

The curtains are drawn.

Ni Kun heard the movement and raised his head, feeling relieved.

Bai Yue'e was tortured a lot this night. Some people get drunk when they drink. If they don't get drunk, they will torture you to death when they get home!

The next day.

He Dingxian came to the mission office to work as usual. There was no disturbance all day long. Shek Kip Mei started work as usual. Lei Luo and Chen Tong did not even call...

But it is a sign that the war is coming. As the saying goes, the calm before the rainstorm takes time to prepare for things.

The criminal divisions and uniformed divisions of each police station are treating him seriously. The Chaoshan gang detectives and chief sergeants support him. The reason is obvious.

Not only is he able to make money and the price he offers is high, but also because he has the support of the Chamber of Commerce, even if he loses!

It can make a comeback in the future.

He is only in his early twenties and has a lot of potential in the future. The other party is really in his forties. How many years can he be the leader of the serious crime team?

Also because he dared to propose the structure of the serious crime team and successfully used the struggle between ghosts to push the Chinese police hierarchy up a level.

If a Chinese can be a police sergeant, he can be a chief detective; if a Chinese can be an inspector, he can be a chief inspector!

Breaking through the inspector level is of great significance. To Inspector Hua, it is even more important than the position under the buttocks, because he can retire from the position of Inspector Hua, as long as the juniors can move to the next level, in a sense Not considered a loss.

If they lose the bet, they will retire.

Bet to win.

Maybe we can witness the beginning of a new era.

Everyone will appreciate the heroic ambition of a strong man who dares to break through classes!

Although He Dingxian is just a Chinese detective, in this game, he is the attacker and he has the momentum!

In contrast, Inspector Chen is just a remnant of the old era and is destined not to gain the support of visionaries.

If Chen Tong had not sat in the position of Inspector General of Kowloon, perhaps even Chen Tong would have chosen to support him. Unfortunately, as Inspector General of Kowloon, he had to fulfill his responsibilities as a political camp and represent the military faction among the ghosts. , die, and die vigorously.

After Detective Kowloon Zonghua lost the support of the Chaoshan Gang, he was destined to use other forces within his jurisdiction. Otherwise, there would not even be anyone available.

"Da da da."

Yan Xiong knocked on the door and came to the chief's office. He stood at attention and saluted, and replied solemnly: "Brother Xian, there will be a funeral for the Dongguan man on the construction site tomorrow. The labor class supervisor Li Wei submitted an application to the Kowloon Region for the meeting. It is expected that five hundred people will attend. assembly."

"call."

He Dingxian held the pipe, slowly puffed out the smoke, and said in a deep voice: "In a gathering of five hundred people, at least two thousand people will be present. Inform the detectives of the three police districts that the Chinese police will cancel their vacation tomorrow. They will start at six in the morning, fully armed, and two Fourteen hours on call!”

"yes!"

"Sir!"

Yan Xiong stood at attention, saluted, turned and left.

The body of the Dongguan man was kept in the funeral parlor for a full week without being released. The purpose was simply to demand compensation from the engineering company. At the same time, the body was placed in front of the fellow villagers, telling them that the matter was not over yet and that the revenge had not been avenged.

Since there is a funeral tomorrow, then something will definitely happen tomorrow.

Assemblies and processions with more than 50 people on Hong Kong Island need to be registered with the local police station, and those with more than 200 people need to be registered with the regional police station.

The police department must not veto rallies and processions without reason and must dispatch personnel to maintain law and order.

However, if the rally is not legally registered, the police will dispatch riot troops to suppress it in the early stages of the organization.

"This filing is to set the stage and tell me when the fight will start." He Dingxian looked serious and said with emotion: "One week is enough for them to prepare."

the next day.

Four p.m.

On Tai Po Road in Kowloon Tong, more than 500 workers from Dongguan have gathered at the entrance of the village. Cheap wreaths are placed in front of the bamboo and straw tent.

A coffin was parked in the bamboo shed, and from time to time people came to offer incense. The cries of orphans and widowed mothers were very sad, but most of them gathered outside the shed, with nervous expressions and passionate voices.

Ah Wei held a handful of melon seeds in his hand, cracked them and asked, "Have you given out all the red envelopes?"

"Here it is, two hundred yuan for each of the brothers from the same village, five hundred for myself, and fifty for the other guests." Aji, the younger brother, said, "More and more people from the same hometown and housing estates are coming here."

Ah Wei sneered: "If you have money, of course you'll take it. It doesn't matter. Foreigners will pay for it and continue to give it out. It's hard to get benefits for the fellow villagers."

Aji whispered: "If you come later, you will be given less. Each person will be given twenty less. The remaining money will be enough to buy a house."

Ah Wei glanced at him sideways and yelled: "What the hell are you talking about? It's all money you have to pay for your life. Every penny must be paid in full, otherwise I will skin you first!"

Aji said quickly: "Yes, yes, Viagra."

"Um."

Ah Wei nodded, turned around and looked around. He saw a brother smoking and moving bottles. He quickly stepped forward and kicked the person over: "You don't want to die!"

"These are all going to explode!"

The brother was kicked to the ground. Seeing that it was the boss, he didn't dare to defend himself, so he quickly got up and ran to the side to get whipped.

"Bad guy."

Ah Wei cursed.

I saw people all around distributing weapons, some distributing beer bottles, and some talking and chatting. The scene did not look like worshiping the dead.

It's more like a party.

The vast majority of construction workers on Hong Kong Island work for ghost guys, and they don’t have much psychological burden on receiving money from ghost guys. If there is no one to organize, it will not show anything. Once someone organizes, they can immediately recruit a group of people.

In addition, a worker from the same town was killed, and gathering in the name of a funeral could easily arouse the hatred of Dongguan workers.

Ah Wei uses his men as the core and fellow workers as the main force, and then spends money to attract people from the housing estates who don't know why to do things.

In Shek Kip Mei, in front of the road section where the resettlement building construction site is located, one after another uniformed troops, holding rattan shields and hanging batons on their waists, marched to the designated street.

Behind He Dingxian is the resettlement building construction site. Workers inside are still working on it, and the door is locked tightly.

"Wow!"

As the last uniformed police arrived, orders were heard on the streets: "Rest where you are!"

"Yes, sir!"

One hundred and fifty uniformed police officers responded loudly, moved neatly, squatted down and sat down on the ground in front of an open space.

There were nearly 700 uniformed policemen sitting on both sides of this less than one kilometer road. The first batch of troops had arrived for more than half an hour, sweating profusely under the scorching sun, and the fourth batch of troops had just arrived.

These units are all composed of criminal groups and uniformed groups from "Yau Tsim Mong" and "Sham Shui Po".

The criminal team detectives deliberately removed their guns to avoid causing large-scale gun snatching incidents and increasing casualties, and used military uniformed police equipment to engage in front-line operations.

Detective Hua Chen Li, who led Jian Donghua police to the scene, was sweating profusely. He hurried forward and shouted excitedly: "Axian, are you all here?"

"Count them all in!"

He Dingxian held an electronic speaker in his hand and turned around to answer.

Detectives Cai and Zeng were standing beside them. As for the uniformed police sergeants, team leaders and detectives from each district, they all stayed in the troops and prepared for action.

"Aguang, Shaoke." Chen Li nodded and greeted the two of them. He Dingxian picked up a bottle of water and handed it over. At the same time, Lardboy asked the company's clerk to distribute the water cans he had prepared to East Tsim Sha Tsui. Chinese police.

East Tsim Sha Tsui is the farthest from Kowloon Tong. They gathered and set off at noon, arriving just before evening. Yan Xiong, Ah Lok, Meng Yuanda and others led the Mong Kok plainclothes team to form a final line of defense around the officers.

"Brother Xian, the fire department is here." At this time, A Gui trotted forward and stood at attention to salute. Then Yan Xiong came to report: "Brother Xian, the white car is ready, and Tung Wah Group of Hospitals has prepared a hundred beds."

"One hundred is not enough. Call them and ask them to add more." He Dingxian looked grim and smoked his pipe. Yan Xiong immediately saluted: "Yes!"

"If you ask the people from the fire department to stand back and the vehicle to move forward, it can be used as a defensive position if necessary. Moreover, the water cannon on the vehicle can not only suppress the crowd, but also suppress the fire. I don't want a fire to burn down a house again."

Agui said aloud: "Yes!"

On the street, Chinese firefighters from the fire department were opening and connecting water pipes. They moved quickly and did not dare to delay.

No matter how the Fire Department ghost views the struggle within the police force, after the Shek Kip Mei fire, the Fire Department has seen the horror of public opinion on Hong Kong Island.

Some fires still have their throats closed, and some fires have to rush upward.

Upon seeing this, Chen Li asked: "How is the Dongguan man's funeral going?"

He Dingxian sneered: "We are still burning incense at the memorial shed on Tai Po Road. The number of people has exceeded 700. We will leave in half an hour at the latest."

"It was dark at that time, and the danger was great. It was easy to fish in troubled waters, and if things failed, you could also disperse and escape." Chen Li frowned: "Has the leading street boy read "The Art of War"?"

"I don't care whether he reads "Sun Tzu's Art of War" or "Spring and Autumn", my brothers and I stand here waiting for them to come!" He Dingxian pointed to his feet with his finger: "Tonight, they are going to the funeral for the Dongguan guys, and I will be going to the funeral for them!"

Tai Po Road.

There were three Dongguan class leaders, Awei, Aji, and Qiangshui, and four fellow villagers, Ma Tsai. A total of seven people held incense and knelt under a wooden table outside the mourning shed. They bowed three times to the statue of Guan Sheng, with a total of seven people behind them. The twelve horse boys then fell to the ground.

"May Guan Sheng bless you!"

Ah Wei clasped his hands together and raised the incense above his head. He stood up nervously and put the incense in place. The group of people worshiped not the deceased but the saint in front of the memorial shed.

Wait for everyone to put incense sticks one by one.

Ah Wei turned around and yelled: "Didn't I give you any money? Start blowing! Start fighting!"

Beside the crowd, the masters of the white-collar team were shocked. They quickly picked up the instruments, beat gongs, drums, and suonas, and led the team forward.

Aji sent his brothers to lift the wreaths, coffins, and souls together, and thousands of people saw him off. The procession was huge, and the funeral was full of splendor.

Ah Wei walked in the front, took out a handful of paper money from the paper belt, sprinkled it into the sky, looked at the yellow paper floating in the sky, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Funeral!"

"Seeking justice for our fellow countrymen!"

Many brothers threw out paper money and shouted loudly: "Dongguan guys, have a good trip!"

"Seeking justice for my brother!"

"Funeral!!!"

Yellow paper fell all over the street, and crowds of people stepped on it. Only orphans and widows were left in silence in front of the previously bustling funeral shed.

The world is ultimately dominated only by the living, and the funerals of the dead are just performances for the living. The word "funeral" is the same as sending out troops!

"Brother Xian."

"The troublemaking workers set off."

Ni Kun ran into the cordon, gasped for air, and said loudly: "There are already more than a thousand people, people from Dongguan, Chaoshan, Guangfu, and Shanghai."

"There's everyone."

He Dingxian's expression remained unchanged and he nodded: "I paid you... I coerced some people who didn't know what they were doing and used them as cannon fodder."

"Be there before six o'clock." Cai Zhaoguang took a look and said.

Chen Li looked serious: "Where is Chief Inspector Chen?"

Ho Ting-yin replied: "Unless we are overwhelmed, Chief Inspector Chen will not come, but someone told me that the Chinese police from Wong Tai Sin, Prince Edward Road, Tsz Wan Shan, and Jordan police stations have been mobilized. I think they must have been mobilized." They have already assembled in Kowloon Tong and are waiting two kilometers away to prepare for the entrance."

Chen Li raised the corner of his mouth and said displeasedly: "It is shameful for a dignified Inspector Zonghua from Chaoshan to be forced to start using people from the Dongguan Gang."

He Dingxian said understandingly: "Uncle Tong has no choice. No one can help him, so he can only defeat the general with a group of remnants. But it's a good thing that no one from Taiguan called me."

As a representative of the old forces, after being abandoned by fellow villagers, he could only continue to unite with the people of the old forces.

At this moment, the two camps are not simply a struggle between the township and party, but are mixed with township-party relations, political relations, and the transition between the old and the new.

The Dongguan Gang has completely become the remnants of the old forces after the fall of Zhang Jingrong, and sooner or later they will be completely eliminated from the top ranks of the police force.

The power organizations will be broken up in the future. Even if there are people from Dongguan who serve as police officers or detectives, they must unite around the Chaoshan Gang.

Become a subordinate force of the Chaoshan Gang.

But this battle between the old and the new is also an opportunity for the Dongguan Gang. When Chen Tong has no one to stand up, he has no choice but to give it a try!

Because no one except Chen Tong will use them. If you miss this opportunity, you will have no chance in the future.

On the contrary, as long as we seize the opportunity and help Chen Tong win this game, the Dongguan Gang can transform into a member of the Chaoshan Gang. Although it is smaller than the Chaoshan Gang, it still has a complete power organization and will not be broken up... …For example, the positions of detectives in each district can still be occupied, and the Dongguan Gang societies in the jurisdiction can still develop…

If the powerful organization is broken up, the Dongguan gang will surrender to the Chaoshan society, and the detectives in each district will retire one after another. In the future, even the Dongguan detectives will not be able to use the Dongguan society...

In fact, when the road ahead is opened, everyone knows what is right and what is wrong, but it is not out of self-interest. Some people are in favor and some are against it.

In short, violence is the only solution!

Chen Li sighed: "Alas."

He Dingxian issued an order: "According to the previously defined defense areas, the troops in each jurisdiction are ready to take action!"

"yes!"

"receive!"

"Roger it!" The three detectives, Cai Zhaoguang, Chen Li, and Zeng Shaoke, all agreed. They took out a whistle around their necks, walked to their respective troops, and blew the whistle: "Assemble!"

"Woke up."

"Line up!"

"Stand still!" The Chinese police force, which had been resting for a long time, stood up and lined up neatly under the leadership of the team leader and Tan Mu, forming four large square formations distributed on the street, in the middle section, in the back section, and at the rear of the construction site gate, with great momentum. Majestic, the scene is spectacular.

The entire street was closed early and a rally warning was issued. There would be no innocent citizens. Anyone who ignored the police announcement could be regarded as a lawbreaker.

"Daqi, you lead the people in front. Chief Wang, you lead the people in charge of the second formation."

"Explosion-proof operations are conducted in teams of ten and five people. Each team cannot be more than ten meters away from each other, and each group cannot be separated by five meters. When arresting, the minimum operational unit is a group, with two people acting and three people on guard."

"Except for the ringleaders, those who attacked the police, and those who were key, no one else will be arrested. No matter life or death when necessary!"

"Two police officers in each group were injured. They retreated to the next section of the front line and regrouped. No fighting is allowed..."

The three detectives were all explaining the final operational regulations at the front.

"The first whistle blows to prepare, the second whistle blows to act, the third whistle blows to retreat, the short whistle blows sharply and the whole army presses forward, do you understand?"

"clear!"

"clear!"

"clear!!!"

More than 700 uniformed troops shouted in unison, and their roars spread through the streets.

The Mong Kok Criminal Division and the Military Uniform Division had already been instructed to remain silent and gathered around the chief.

Tonight, there are bound to be more injured people, but as long as the police force follows operational regulations and is well-organized, the death rate will definitely not be high.

On the contrary, the police force is truly free to do its work, and those who need to worry about the death rate are protestors. In addition, police officers of detective rank and above in each district are equipped with guns. They can draw their guns at critical moments to maintain the police force's final bottom line.

"coming."

When the police lined up and gathered on standby, a funeral procession with as many as a thousand people appeared at the entrance of the road.

He Dingxian had a straight face, full of seriousness, looking forward, his heart was surging, and for the first time he felt a surge of blood, and his whole face turned red!

This situation only occurred when he robbed a bank for the first time, but this time he was the commander of more than 700 people, and he was in the frontline command field related to the actions of 2,000 people.

Likewise, the future fate of the two groups of people will be determined...

Power does not lie in how much money you can make, but in how many people you can influence.

This street!

this moment!

He is the talker!

"Stop!"

Tsimou Daji of Tsim Sha Tsui East District stood in front of the military formation, raised his palms, and shouted loudly: "According to the public security regulations, the gathering crowd exceeded the declared number, the organizers should immediately end the rally and evacuate the crowd in an orderly manner!"

"Damn it, can't we even go to the funeral?" Curses were heard from the funeral procession: "How much money did you charge the real estate owner? It's so inhumane that you even stopped the funeral procession."

"My brother's body stinks!"

Another person said: "These policemen are bullying people too much and refuse to let us pass. The dead will not be in peace. We must send the Dongguan guy over!"

The reason for the funeral is indeed very confusing and can arouse people's emotions. Immediately, a large number of mourners echoed the funeral. Emotions spread faster than the plague. From time to time, drills and hats were thrown at the police.

Ah Wei shouted: "Break through, we must send the Dongguan guy to the construction site and seek justice from the real estate owner!"

"Break through!"

"Don't be surprised! The police don't dare to do anything to us!"

Before the people seeing off the workers could clearly hear what was happening in front of them, a group of well-prepared workers took out iron bars and charged at the police.

Upon seeing this, Daji retreated behind the military formation.

Chen Li blew the police whistle: "Beep!"

"Beep!"

Each team leader blew the police whistle.

"Wow!"

The uniformed troops immediately raised their shields and held batons in their hands to resist the projectile attack.

"Beep!"

A second police whistle sounded.

"action!"

Tanmu and the team leader roared, and led their police officers into the crowd in accordance with the operational regulations. The five-person team cooperated with each other, dove into the crowd and struck with sticks, and soon knocked down the crowd in front of them, one after another. , group after group, the funeral procession at the front was screaming and in chaos. However, the leaders such as Ah Wei and Aji led their men back one after another. The procession shouted: "Someone is sent to kill!"

"They are going to kill us all!!!"

Now all the attendees were panicked, frightened, and felt they had no other way out.

There were indeed many people on the street who had been beaten to bloody heads and were unconscious. Some were pulled away by the military and police teams and then retreated and beaten randomly in the corner. The scene was full of tragedy.

But the next moment, a group of Dongguan workers who were well prepared came forward with glass bottles in their hands and threw them towards the police formation.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The glass bottle fell to the ground and exploded, and a burst of blue flame suddenly burst out. A group of swordsmen holding machetes and gnashing their teeth rushed out: "Behead the police!"

"If we defeat the police, we will have a way to survive!"

The chaotic crowd suddenly found their target. Regardless of whether they had weapons or not, they all began to flock to the police. As long as they defeated the police, they could survive!

The military police team collided with the swordsman and started fighting. Immediately, blood spattered on the street. Moreover, the first person to fall to the ground was not the swordsman, but the uniformed policeman!

Early update, there will be another chapter tomorrow.