Hong Kong Island Old Events

Two days later.

One morning.

Lardboy walked into the door of a high-end villa in Sheung Wan, stood in the living room, bowed deeply, nodded to Xiang Qian on the sofa and said, "Good morning, Mr. Xiang."

"Azai."

"Come, take a seat!" Xiang Qian was wearing a suit, with a slicked back hair, black leather shoes that were polished, holding a cigarette between the index fingers of his right hand, leaning on the main seat of the sofa, and pointed towards a guest seat in a relaxed tone.

However, Lardboy did not move, but said politely with a smile on his face: "Thank you Xiangsheng, no need, I just collect the money according to the rules, and I will leave after collecting the money."

In the villa, more than twenty new shooters wearing suits and black top hats were walking around the room. Although Xiang Qian started his business in Hong Kong Island less than ten years ago, he has strong political power with the support of a big tree. Five years ago, before the Peninsula War started, the military commanders who stayed on Hong Kong Island were all dreaming of counterattacking the mainland. I just feel that I have become a bandit and retreated to the strait, which is only a temporary power. After all, the world situation changed so quickly in the past hundred years, the mainland could change dynasties three times.

It is not impossible for Taiwanese forces to return to the mainland. Otherwise, the Chiang Dynasty would not have to shout the political slogan of "counterattack on the mainland." Even after the war on the peninsula began, Taiwan has begun to build up its military strength. It feels that the United States' magic troops are coming from the sky. It truly believes that the war will end before Christmas. By then, the United States will be more willing to support the old dynasty that represents capital society and bring the momentum of victory on the peninsula. Let the mainland return to the situation of warlord rule, and at the worst, Fujian, Guangdong, Qiong, and Zhejiang can be separated.

Not to mention returning to the throne in one step, taking control of the coastal economic artery in the south of the mainland, and becoming a prosperous small court, there is also a chance to slowly and step by step achieve it.

Unexpectedly, it was from the north that the magic troops descended from the sky, destroying the United States all the way. Needless to think about the situation of the small court in the mainland, the peninsula entered the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and half of them became berserkers who believed in Marxism-Leninism!

At this time, Taiwan's political slogan of counterattacking the mainland has been shattered, and its internal governance has been shaken. It can only continue to rely on the support of the United States. It can be said that in Taiwan’s political arena, it became politically correct to be anti-China, and it became politically correct to rely on the United States and let the United States be manipulated. This was established after the Peninsula War.

If you can understand that the first political slogan of the small forces in Taiwan is counterattack, you can understand a series of "schizophrenia" in Taiwan in the future. Because that is the foundation of the Taiwan government's political power and the meaning of Taiwan's existence. To oppose this slogan is to deny the government.

Politicians from generation to generation naturally have to continue, otherwise the justice of governance will be lost.

Therefore, it would not be unfair to arrest all of Taiwan's powerful politicians for target practice. In a political arena where no one can advance without rebelling, being in power is the original sin!

What can you get out of the shit pit?

Xiang Qian, as a figure who once carried generals on his shoulders, has the bureaucratic temperament of the old society in his movements. The establishment of Xinji back then was even a continuation of the power of "military unification", a secret lurking in Hong Kong Island, specializing in Used to echo Taiwan Island.

It is a pity that Taiwan Island cannot use the secret weapon of Hong Kong Island now, and the disciples of Dai Li back then have now become gang members. To a large extent, Xinji fell into a dilemma after the Peninsula War.

First of all, Taiwan has no need for him and no longer pays attention to it. He simply regards it as economic exploitation. Secondly, Xiang Qian has no other political foundation and must rely closely on Taiwan. As a political figure, it is essentially a shame for Xiang Qian to be reduced to a gang leader. The Xiang family was reduced from a general family to a gang family, which also caused the loss of their family reputation.

The small Xiang family actually reflects the decline of the entire ruling class. At present, Xinji has not adopted the hereditary system of clan members because Xiang Qian is unwilling to be a gang leader. When Xiang Huayan takes over in the future, he will reform Xinji. After the implementation of the hereditary system, the growth of Xinji's power proved that the Xiang family was not in the mainstream.

Xiang Qian calmly leaned against the sofa and blew out the smoke slowly: "Azai, Xinji has paid the money a few days ago. Collecting money twice a month is like a product that cannot be sold twice. It goes against the moral principles of the world. .”

Lin Jing, wearing a green gown, stood beside the sofa and said, "Brother, we have paid the money!"

Lardboy picked up a bottle of whiskey on the table with a smile, and said to Lin Jing: "A Jing, Xinji will ask for money from whomever he pays, but as long as the money is not handed over to the police, he will not ask for it." It’s a regulatory fee. You can’t imagine that you’re going to be taken advantage of, and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

Lin Jingfu said angrily: "Brother Zai!"

"The matter between you and the customs has caused big trouble for our Xinji."

Before he could finish speaking, Lardboy grabbed the mouth of the bottle and hit him hard on the head.

"clang!"

Lin Jing's vision went dark and his forehead hurt terribly. He covered his head and squatted down and cursed: "Fuck it!"

But Lardboy still smiled playfully: "I'm sorry, Brother Jing, my boss said whoever dares not to pay will have his head blown off. I don't want to make excuses, but the boss has the final say, so I'll give you a light slap. .”

Xiang Qian's eldest son, A Yan, was wearing a white suit and glasses. He stood behind the sofa, raised his finger and said, "Lard boy, what are you doing!"

"Who do you think you are if you dare to hit someone on the Xiang family's territory?"

He shouted loudly: "Our family's money has been paid. If you want to take it, go to the Customs Department to get it!"

The eldest son raised his hand to Qian to block the impulsive eldest son, stood up gracefully, looked at Lard Boy and asked: "Azai, if I don't pay the money, will He Sheng also blow my head off?"

"Xiang Sheng, don't ask about this kind of thing." Lardboy grabbed the whiskey bottle and looked at the more than 20 guns around him. He said in panic: "Don't force me to blow your head off. I'm really scared. Three It’s only 140,000, Xiang Sheng, why don’t you let me go?”

Xiang Qian stared at Lard Boy for a moment, sizing up the situation in his mind, and finally lowered his head and acted softly, and gave the order: "A Jing, go upstairs to get the money."

"I know, Xiang Sheng." Lin Jing had a big swelling on his forehead and deep bruises. He had already stood up with the help of his two younger brothers. Seeing him turn around and run upstairs to get the money, Lardboy nodded with satisfaction and looked at Xiang Yan again: "Xiang Sheng, who is your son?"

Xiang Qian had four wives and thirteen sons in his life. The eldest son, Xiang Yan, was born in 1932. He was already in his twenties and was old enough to take over the family. The other children are younger, and some are still wearing diapers. According to the older generation's concept of having more children, Xiang's development can be considered a success. At least his son was not shot at target practice.

Xiang Qian understood what Lardboy meant and waved to his son: "A Yan, stand here."

Xiang Yan glanced at his father, lowered his head and came to his side.

Lardboy bowed very apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Xiangsheng, it's the big boss's order."

Immediately, Lardboy threw out the wine bottle again and hit Xiang Yan on the head, far harder than he hit Lin Jing. He directly knocked Xiang Yan to the ground, covered his head and screamed. Xiang Qian didn't change his expression and asked in his usual gloomy tone: "Is it enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough." Lardboy put the wine bottle on the table and bowed quickly to Xiang Yan on the ground: "I'm sorry, Xiao Xiangsheng, it's not that I want to beat you, I just represent the big boss, I'm sorry , I’m sorry”

Xiang Qian was not impressed by Lard Boy's performance of turning against him faster than flipping through a book. He flicked the cigarette ashes and said: "The child is young and energetic, and talks arrogantly. He should be taught a lesson. Let him know that he must be responsible when he learns to speak, and he will not be beaten. Stand at attention!"

"What Xiangsheng said is really good." Lardboy gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely: "Xiao Xiangsheng still thinks that you are a general, and he still thinks that he is a general, showing off the prestige of the previous dynasty on Hong Kong Island. How about this? Educate yourself, you will easily cause a lot of trouble to Xiangsheng if you go out in the future."

"Young and Dangerous, you are a triad. You should kneel down to the police and be a dog to Sir He, right?"

Xiang Qian's expression suddenly dropped. He glanced sideways at Lard Boy and didn't show any signs of attack. Instead, he nodded and said, "Yes!"

"It's just a low-life thing to be around."

This was the last thing he wanted to say, but the situation was stronger than the people. Xinji couldn't defeat the police force at all, so he had no choice but to bow his head.

"Ha ha."

"Xiang Sheng is really a talent." Lardboy laughed arrogantly, stepped forward to take the money box handed by Lin Jing, turned around and said: "The customs has agreed to release the ship. You can send people to Yau Ma Tei to release the ship immediately. Bring out the goods."

"If the boss charges your fees, he will definitely allow you to do business with peace of mind."

He nodded to Qian and said: "Thank you He Sheng. Jiang Zai, send Brother Zai out."

"Yes, boss." A young man bowed and nodded, and politely sent Lardboy out of the villa. Lin Jing sat on the sofa, took a sip of water, and said angrily: "Xiang Sheng, the people in the police force are too arrogant. We don't owe him anything."

Xiang Qian sighed: "Who told us that a large amount of goods were detained by the customs, and we had to hand over to them, and shoot the first bird? The most important thing is to keep the jobs of our brothers."

"Lardboy is right. Being a gangster is just a low-life. Customs and the police can shake hands and make peace after the fight, but we Xinji can still be slaughtered if we haven't offended anyone."

Xiang Yan regained his consciousness, sat on the floor, and said in a reluctant tone: "He Sheng doesn't regard our Xiang family as human beings at all. There are more than 20,000 people in Xinji now!"

"More people are useful?" Xiang Qian sneered and looked at his eldest son: "This world is about identity, status, and background. Now do you know why I let you work in the Department of Health? I also hope you can leave. Entering an official career."

"The Xiang family's official career in Taiwan and the Mainland is gone, but in the British territory, there may still be a little chance with money."

As Lard Boy walked toward the door of his house, he spat and said disdainfully: "Bah, I really think I am a nobody. A bunch of remnants of the bandit army should have been beaten up a long time ago!"

Central.

In a tea restaurant, Lin Youfu, wearing a suit, stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically: "Officer He, I have admired him for a long time. I have admired him for a long time."

He Dingxian smiled and shook hands with him, and said: "Vice Chairman Lin, thank you for your hard work for having to go out personally for such a small matter."

The person who arrived was the vice-chairman of the Nanyang Chinese Labor Front, a influential figure in Nanyang politics at the moment.

"I was about to go to Haojiang to do something. I was instructed by Chairman Ma to come and pay a visit to Mr. He." Lin Youfu sat down with a smile on his face and looked very excited.

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