Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Uh-huh."

He Dingxian swung his club and hit Captain Gui Lao on the shoulder, knocking Captain Gui Lao to the point where he bent over, and then knocked him to the ground with two consecutive shots. Several ghost guys looked horrified and wanted to step forward to take action, but several plainclothes police officers immediately put guns to their heads.

"Push to the street!"

"You dare to touch my brother's boat, you are seeking death!" He Dingxian stepped on Captain Gui Lao's right hand, grabbed the tail of the pole with both hands, and hit his wrist hard with the head of the pole. This stroke was almost done with all his strength, and coupled with the weight of the shaft, Captain Gui Lao immediately let out a scream: "Ah"

Then, his right hand spread out and trembled continuously, and his fingers were bent like chicken claws.

"call!"

"Shout again!"

He Dingxian raised the club again and smashed it hard.

"Ah" Gui Lao opened his throat and shouted very miserably.

The Commissioner of Customs and the Commissioner of Police seemed not to have heard anything and were immersed in the atmosphere of playing ball. In fact, if I can even shout, it's just a minor injury. If I can't even shout, then I'm really going to lose my life.

"I told you to shout, but you actually shouted?" He Dingxian was very angry. He turned the club with both hands and kept crushing Gui Lao's wrists. However, Gui Lao's captain had already curled up into a shrimp, huddled up, and kept wailing: "Ah FUCK, FUCK!!!"

Seeing that he didn't want to stop talking for a while, He Dingxian picked up the club and handed it to his subordinates. He gave a thumbs up with conviction: "Bah!"

"It's so bad!"

"Not only do you dare to scream, but you also dare to scold me. I really admire you."

When the two subordinates saw He Dingxian stop and close the pole, they quickly stepped forward to pull up the superior.

"Sir Zuo, how are you?" A subordinate saw that the wrist of his superior "Zuo Hexin" was bruised and trembling uncontrollably. He glanced at He Dingxian with hostility and silently retreated to the back with his companions.

I saw that He Dingxian had already picked up a cigarette, puffed away smoke, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Don't worry, you won't die."

"Who is this sir under my club? He is already the least injured."

When Jian Baoning saw that the matter was over, he turned back on the golf course and shouted: "Sir, come and play a round!"

"immediately!"

He Dingxian smiled, raised his hand to signal to the superior, glanced at several customs people, took a last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette on the ground, and stepped forward to play ball with the superior together with Huo Guantai. Afterwards, the personnel from the Customs Department left the scene under the leadership of police officers. They came and went in a hurry just to give an explanation.

In the second half, Sir He, Sir Jian, and Sir Du all had a great time, and they no longer had the same anger as before.

Five o'clock in the evening.

The stadium gate.

Huo Guantai watched the cars of the Commissioner of Police and the Director of Customs leave the club one after another. He stood by the car door and turned back to He Dingxian and asked: "Sir He, won't the Customs Department give you any trouble?"

Today, He Dingxian is a ruthless person, and the customs will only come to trouble him.

"Afraid of shit!"

He Dingxian smiled and said: "If he really wants to trouble you, it's not because of this matter."

"That's true."

Huo Guantai nodded, his eyes thoughtful, and waved, "Let's go."

"Brother Tai, slow down on the road." He Dingxian waved goodbye. After Huo Guantai got into the car, he turned around and bent over, and suddenly asked Lard Boy who was holding the roof of the car on his side: "Ah Chai, those customs team captains just now Have you memorized his name and appearance?"

"take note of it."

Lardboy replied.

"Don't let anyone go." He Dingxian said.

"I got it, Brother Xian." Lardboy nodded heavily.

He Dingxian bent down and got into the car again, leaned back on the seat and said comfortably: "Akun, drive."

"Yes, big boss."

In fact, Sir He's desire to regain control of the customs was not just for revenge, but also for the purpose of taking advantage of the opportunity to establish his authority. Because after Jian Baoning became the Commissioner of Police, the opportunity has come to fully implement the bank check system within the police force!

The military faction itself used cashier's checks to pay fees. It has been for a year. Now that the military faction has taken control of the police force, what's the problem with all senior officials switching to cashier's checks? Oriental Bank only serves the police force, will it still run away?

If you miss the opportunity now, the military faction will collect cash again, and it will not be easy to change in the future. In this process, the police force also had to use banknotes to pay fees to the fire protection, customs, financial bureau, and food bureau. Otherwise, using banknotes internally and cash externally would greatly arouse the dissatisfaction of the top military officials.

The current balance of the police force has formed a situation that is extremely beneficial to the Chinese. As long as the situation is maintained, the Chinese will be able to directly control the police force in as little as ten years or as long as a generation.

Any point that may disrupt the balance needs to be noted. The Chinese are no longer the attacker, but the defender in the long run.

If He Dingxian wants to deal with any ghost guy, he has to have a bowl of water on the same level, either benefiting from both sides, or stepping on them all, regardless of their closeness.

Among the four departments of fire protection and customs, the marine police is the strongest, because the marine police is one of the four departments equipped with guns and ships. Therefore, he must scare the customs department in advance and insert it. One kick.

After all, the Customs Department is responsible for anti-smuggling on the water, and it has great power. It has continuously expanded its personnel in history. It is the disciplinary department with the largest armed force on Hong Kong Island besides the police force. If Gui Lao wants to suppress Chinese capital, he can also vigorously develop customs to sweep goods, or even organize targeted actions.

It is always better for He Dingxian to infiltrate the customs before the customs and the police are on par with each other. Huo Guantai had always heard that Sir He was ruthless and ruthless in doing things, leaving no room for mercy, but she saw with her own eyes that he forced the director of customs to surrender. It was an eye-opener and not only exciting.

No. 222 Java Road, North Point District.

Customs Department Building.

It is adjacent to the North Point Ferry Terminal and is convenient for getting out of the port. It is the earliest entrance and exit management office building and there is also a dedicated pier on the left.

After Du Yihua got out of the car, he said with a cold face: "This matter is the responsibility of the entire Customs Administration. The fault is not yours. It's just that the situation is stronger than others. The fees will be doubled for you next month. Sir Zuo, please He is relieved.”

"When he recovers from his injury and returns to work, I will transfer him from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island and choose a good pier for him to manage."

The five customs team captains looked at each other, stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Du Yihua waved his hand and said: "Thank you for your hard work, go to work."

After the police officers left, he clenched his fists and sighed angrily, making the Customs Department bigger!

We must make the Customs Department bigger!

If you are not strong enough, you will be bullied for the rest of your life!

night.

Wan Chai, in a dance hall.

Lardboy walked into the gate with a nominal team of more than 20 horse boys, and came to a groom. He took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, picked one out and held it in front of the groom's eyes. The groom reached out to take it, but when he saw the lard boy, he immediately pulled away his hand and asked with a smile: "Where is the person?"

"Master Zai, just sit inside." The groom quickly bowed to please him, pointed to a spot in the corner, and said flatteringly: "Would you like me to take you there?"

Lardboy put the Hong Kong dollar back in front of the groom and refused: "No need."

"Swish, swish, swish!" He took out three more Hong Kong dollars and rewarded them to the groom in front of him: "Take the brothers out for a late-night snack."

"receive."

"Roger that." The groom put the Hong Kong dollars into his pocket, waved and led a few spectators to leave the dance hall.

This is Xinji's territory, and according to the rules, Yiqun cannot come to make trouble.

But all the major societies are counting on Sir He to provide food for them. Master Zai wants to help the Yiqun people to do some small things, and the major societies dare not deny him face.

The ghost guy had just finished nibbling in the lady's arms. He looked up and saw the groom pointing at him. He immediately felt bad. He put down the fifty Hong Kong dollars and ignored the lady's pleas to stay. He stood up and left his seat. But as soon as he reached the back door passage, ten strong Chinese men wearing white shirts blocked the door.

"Han Jun", the leader of the Yiqun Hall, was playing with a butterfly knife in his hand. He looked at him with a playful smile and said, "Sir Li, is it too wasteful to buy the whole clock and not play the whole set?"

The ghost guy lifted up his clothes, revealing the handle of a gun, and shouted with a serious expression: "Get out of the way!"

Lardboy led someone behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "How many bullets do you have in one gun? We are more than thirty brothers. Is it enough to give you ten minutes to reload bullets? Do you have enough bullets in your body to count?" Yeah, hahaha."

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the corner.

When Gui Lao saw a familiar face on the court that afternoon, he nervously grabbed the handle of his gun and shouted, "What are you going to do!"

"Don't get me wrong, sir!" Lardboy quickly raised his hands, and then said with a smile: "Our boss thinks you are young and promising and are very suitable for development in the customs. He wants to help you move to the position of sir. What do you think? ah?"

Li Jiade is in his thirties and has no political background. He was admitted to the Customs Department through the Hong Kong government's post-war "British Talent Recruitment Plan" and was lucky enough to be promoted to senior inspector during the expansion of the Customs Department. I have always followed "Zuo Hexin" to do things. After seeing the cruelty of the high-level struggle, I have given up the intention of climbing up and plan to work until I retire by staying senior.

He immediately refused: "NO!"

"I will not cooperate with the Chinese!"

But Lardboy smiled and said: "Sorry, Sir Li, I'm just here to inform you. If you are obedient enough, we can continue to train you."

"A silver note, 20,000 yuan, a little care." He took out a silver note from his pocket, folded it and stuffed it into Li Jiade's pocket. Then he turned around and left the song and dance hall with his brothers without stopping. Inspector Gui Lao was left in a daze for a moment.

"Next!"

Lardboy stood at the door, dropped his cigarette butt, and shouted arrogantly.

Half an hour later.

At the door of a church, a group of brothers stopped Pete, the senior customs inspector who had just finished his confession. Pete was not particularly panicked, but pushed up his glasses and said in a solemn voice: "The matter at noon is over."

"That's right!" Lardboy stood out from the crowd: "In the evening, I will come to talk about tonight's affairs. Sir Peter, are you interested in the position of customs supervision?"

Pete looked stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

"You also saw Sir He's strength on the court in the afternoon." Zhu Luzai said with a smile: "Do you think Sir He is qualified enough to push you up?"