Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Ghost? Are you afraid of ghosts? You, you, it's still you!" He Dingxian heard the roar from a distance and felt funny in his heart. He turned to look at Yan Xiong and others and asked around. Only Yan Xiong smiled and said: "You are here to fool around." , you are born to walk at night, what ghosts are you afraid of?"

"Don't mess around if you're afraid of ghosts!"

He Dingxian held the club with both hands and nodded steadily: "Yes!"

"I have seen bullets kill people, but I have never seen a ghost that scared people to death."

Ma Xiru was twisted in front of her brothers and knocked to the ground with the butt of her rifle. She lay on the muddy ground. Several workers dug the hole and climbed up to guard it. Hong Tianci stepped forward and said: "Brother Xian, the digging is done. "

He Dingxian grabbed the club with one hand, stepped forward and stepped on Ma Xiru's cheek, leaned over and asked arrogantly: "Back then, did you step on Ah Hao's face like this?"

"Fuck your mother, you dare to touch my people!"

Bang!

He Dingxian jumped up, exerted all his strength, and stamped his foot vigorously.

"Boom."

Ma Xiru only felt a loud bang in her head, almost losing consciousness, and then a tearing pain came from the corner of her mouth. Her mind lost the ability to think under the heavy blow, and she lay on the ground rolling and groaning.

"I'll make you powerful!"

"Make you awesome!"

"I'm a happy person. I've been around for so many years, but I still haven't made any progress." He Dingxian stomped on Ma Xiru's stomach a few more times, spat out, and said: "My people, whether they want to be beaten or killed, it's all on me. It’s up to you!”

"In the past, it was because of Uncle Ji's sake that I didn't settle accounts with you, but now I just want to settle the general ledger together!"

He Dingxian angrily said: "Pull him up!"

The two police officers immediately stepped forward and picked up the miserable big horse on the ground. The little horse shouted in the dog cage: "He Dingxian, if you want to kill or beat, please do it quickly!"

"Everyone is here to fool around, no one can escape death!"

At this time, the corners of Ma Xiru's mouth were already covered with blood. Several of his front teeth had already fallen out with a previous kick. His mouth was crooked, and blood was constantly flowing down. He coughed from time to time and vomited blood. It seemed that his internal organs were severely injured. The situation was very tragic. bloody.

He Dingxian pointed at Xiao Ma and warned: "Shut up."

"I'll treat you well later!"

Ma Xizhen was locked in the cage. She shook the chain twice and the gun butt was immediately knocked down.

Ma Xiru stood on the construction site, swaying, staring at He Dingxian in front of him. He Dingxian held the club in both hands, weighed it twice, and was eager to try. He looked at Ma Xiru and said sarcastically: "Do you really think the ghost guy will protect you?"

"Sorry, ghost guys always think that someone will rely on them, and they will always look down on people who rely on them."

"In this world, strong men will reward dogs with bones to eat, but they will never fight for dogs. If the dog is fat enough, it may even be a hotpot."

Ma Xiru is in misery, and if he wants to clear his name, the Crime Team and the Political Department can manipulate him at will.

If he only concentrates on being a gangster, carries the banner of Shenghe, and just follows the rules of the world, he might still be able to save a small life.

But once you want to clear your name, you have to deal with politicians and become their pawns. Of course, in history, successful whitewashing must have relied on politicians and bureaucrats, but now He Dingxian is staring at them! Every gangster who wants to clear his name and go to shore has to face a life-and-death hurdle. He has passed the dragon gate and entered the house, but he has failed and been imprisoned without any bones. There is no way to survive if you are in the wrong team!

He Dingxian's strength couldn't defeat the Political Department, but he couldn't defeat a young and Dangerous boy like him?

"Be a good person in the next life, don't be a dog!" He Dingxian shouted loudly, swinging the club fiercely, and the head of the club hit Ma Xiru's temple directly. There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and Ma Xiru fell weakly into the pit. .

"Hole in one!"

He clenched his fists excitedly and shouted.

Yan Xiong, Chen Zichao, and Huang Bingyao all shouted: "Brother Xian, good shot!"

"Brother Xian is showing off!"

He Dingxian became more playful, handed the club to his younger brother, and said, "Pull the next one up. After hitting the ball, I want to kick the wave!"

Yan Xiong glanced at the brothers behind him, and immediately one of them dragged the dog cage to the front of the pit. Ma Xizhen looked at the big boss being played to death on the spot, and her mentality almost collapsed. When she saw that it was her turn again, she said with a ferocious face: "Kill Me, if you have the guts, shoot me with one shot!”

"My boss and I are well-known members of the Chaoshan Clan. If you spread the word to fellow villagers like this, bang!"

The iron cage shook violently.

He Dingxian kicked the iron cage and said loudly: "If word spreads, others will know how cruel I am, He Dingxian, and how crazy I am towards people who lean towards Gui Lao!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

He Dingxian stepped back and then rushed forward with two more kicks, each kick pushing the cage back half a meter.

Every time the iron cage shook, the pony in the cage cried loudly: "Crazy!"

"You psycho!"

In fact, the performance of the big and small horses is already considered good. At least they can kowtow, kneel and pray, and can admit the coming of death, which is already better than many people. There are very few people in the world who can truly accept death calmly.

No matter how bad the criminals are, if they are captured for target practice, they will become incontinent!

The more death scenes He Dingxian saw, the more he felt that he was living in the world. An accidental death was a blessing. If people like Chen Shijiu, Jin Yalian, and Zhen Guolong were captured, hey, they might be worse than Little Ma.

He Dingxian kicked again: "Boom!"

Suddenly, the dog cage on the edge of the pit rolled over and crashed into the pit.

He Tingxian took two steps forward, looked at the two brothers in the pit, and laughed out loud: "Weren't we very majestic before? Come to Shek Kip Mei to step on my territory, Hutchison's dragon and tiger brothers? I think they are turtles." Brother Rat is pretty much the same!”

"Today, I would like to thank you both for your contribution to the construction of Shek Kip Mei. If you fill the foundation, it will be secure!"

He turned around and left the construction site, ignoring the cries behind him. Then the workers picked up their shovels and dug into the soil again, filling back all the excavated soil and sand. The remaining parts could only be used to lay the foundation.

At first there would be cries when the pony was alive, but as the sand filled in more and more, the noise of construction gradually became the only thing left.

Yan Xiong walked behind, and he did not forget to tell the foreman who was following him: "Remember to drive a pile."

"Definitely, definitely." The foreman said with a smile: "Driving raw piles will bring good feng shui."

Before He Dingxian got in the car, he suddenly turned around and asked: "Does Da Ma have a son?"

Chen Zichao's expression was stunned, and he was about to say no, when He Dingxian said: "The child is still young, so leaving him alive is an explanation to Uncle Ji."

"Yes, sir." Chen Zichao solemnly accepted the order.

In the evening, He Dingxian faced the ghost guy from the Political Department who had found his office. He held a cigar in his hand and laughed out loud: "Sir William, Ma Xiru left the hotel after cooperating with the investigation."

"All the brothers in the police department can testify." He crossed his legs and did not give any face to the ghosts in the political department. If it is a department that can be won over, it needs to maintain some relations and be polite, but for politics who are born on the opposite side Ministry, there is no need to be polite at all.

William was furious: "The crime team kidnapped a legal citizen in a public place."

"Eh!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" He Dingxian stood up, stopped him, and corrected: "It is the duty of all Hong Kong citizens to assist in the investigation. If Boss Ma wants to complain to me, let Boss Ma do it himself."

"Of course, you have to find him."

"I don't know why Boss Ma disappeared as soon as he left the restaurant. Maybe he is still absconding out of fear of crime!"

He Dingxian flicked the cigarette ashes with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

William glanced at him with a warning look: "Sir, come to the Political Department for coffee when you have the opportunity."

"Sorry, I like drinking tea." He Dingxian raised the tea cup in his hand and watched William turn and leave. He knew in his heart that the Political Department had no intention of protecting the Ma brothers and did not even have the leisure to continue the investigation.

He Dingxian walked to the window, pulled up the blinds, knocked on the glass, and waved to Yan Xiong outside the window. After Yan Xiong received the boss's signal, he stood up and opened the door to enter the office. He happened to see the boss open the closet and take out a backpack and put it on the table.

"Brother Xian."

Yan Xiong spoke out.

He Dingxian opened the zipper, looked at the gold bars and Hong Kong dollars scattered in his backpack, and said loudly: "Brothers, did you not pay for the tea yesterday?"

"There's a lot of money, but the brothers didn't dare to take it."

Yan Xiong said.

This bag of gold bars alone is worth close to two million, and there are more than one million Hong Kong dollars left. The full amount is about three and a half million.

Since it is a 200-gram gold bar, it has no mark on it. Therefore, in the era of lax supervision, you can cash it out at the local gold price without washing it. It is absolutely hard currency.

He Dingxian took out three yuan from his backpack and threw it on the table: "Put one yuan away for flowers, two yuan for the brothers to drink tea, and I will use the rest."

Yan Xiong responded: "Thank you sir."

He stepped forward and took the three gold bars in his hands. They were heavy and substantial. Although the value was less than one-tenth of what was in the backpack, it was enough to make the brothers grateful.

This kind of money is really hot, and brothers don't dare to take it if there is too much. Only after the boss takes over, the money handed out will be stable. If anything goes wrong, the boss will naturally take care of it.

When He Dingxian saw Yan Xiong walking out of the office, he took out all the gold bars from his backpack and divided the cash into three parts. One part was planned to be invested in the Oriental Charity Fund, the other part was used to manage the relationship with the ghost guy, and the last part was planned to be sent to Luo's lawyer's office. Wen Hui.

Although Lei Luo had already paid 200,000 yuan for legal fees and sent them to his home, he planned to add another 200,000 yuan, fully doubling the amount, hoping to maintain the relationship with the Luo Wenjin family.

If something goes wrong in the future, there will be too many cases where barristers will be used. Each time they will rely on the relationship with the Chamber of Commerce. The Luo Wenjin family may not necessarily make a big effort. Maybe a small lawyer will be involved in a certain case. Because many things are important to He Dingxian, but not necessarily to the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce. If you don’t want to let go of your children, you won’t be able to trap the wolf!

evening.

He Dingxian drove to Des Voeux Road, carrying a cash box in his hand, came to the front desk and said: "Hello, I have an appointment with Luo Wenhui, my surname is He."

"He Sheng, please come inside." The female receptionist in a white shirt showed a capable attitude and walked towards the office on high heels while several subordinates stayed in the reception area drinking tea and waiting.