Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Grandpa."

"Those surnamed Li don't treat us as human beings." A disciple of the Wen family said: "If we don't seek justice for our brothers in the family, the Wen family will not even have a stable meal in the future!"

"yes."

"Grandpa."

"The Taiheng Wen family's face in the New Territories must be repaid with the life of the man named Li." The young and strong Wen family members present all screamed and killed, demanding that Li Jiacheng's blood debt be repaid with blood.

Wen Jingsheng knew that the matter was not simple, but he could not bear his anger and said: "The people who were beaten in the factory were the Tang family of Kam Tin, the Liao family of Sheung Shui, and the Peng family of Fanling."

"I'll go meet them first, discuss it, and unite more people to stand up for the workers."

The Wen clan members nodded one after another, taking it for granted.

In addition to the four major clans of Lu, Mok, Situ and Wang, there are six clans in the New Territories: the Tang clan of Kam Tin, the Man clan of Tai Hang, the Liu clan of Sheung Shui, the Hou clan of Ho Sheung, the Peng clan of Fanling and the Chow clan of Man Kam. Usually the four major clans unite together to discuss all matters in the New Territories.

The six clans will also unite with each other and intermarry.

The four major clans occupy more than half of the land in the New Territories. If the six smaller clans are added, they occupy more than 90% of the land in the New Territories.

These clans all immigrated to the New Territories in the late Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, and had already absorbed all immigrants from outside the clan through land annexation. If it hadn't been for the opening of the border after the war and millions of immigrants, not even a single foreign surname would be seen in the New Territories.

Wen Jingsheng left the ancestral hall with several clan members and took a rickshaw to Nanshan Village in Fanling.

"A Sheng."

"Uncle Wei."

Wen Jingsheng is in his early forties, which is considered young, but Peng's speaker is nearly sixty years old. He is stooped, wearing a long gown, and sitting in the house holding a wooden stick. As the appointed successor, Peng Changhua stepped forward and offered a cup of tea to Wen Jinsheng: "Brother Sheng."

"Drink tea."

"Thank you."

Wen Jingsheng took the tea cup, took a sip and nodded gently.

"Uncle Hui, I came here because of the beatings in the plastic flower factory. The man named Li disrespected the New Territories people and used them as cattle and horses, and beat them like pigs and dogs. There are people from the Wen family, the Peng family, the Lio family, and the Deng family. Injured, don’t let Li’s blood debt be repaid with blood.”

"How have we been living in the New Territories these past few years?"

Peng Guowei, who was very old, brushed his beard and said, "A Sheng, what do you want to do?"

"During Double Ten, immigrants from Kowloon dared to burn down a plastic flower factory. We in the New Territories were equally brave. Not only did we burn down the plastic flower factory, but we also hung someone named Li on a street lamp, so that all the big bosses in Hong Kong would know that the New Territories people not to be trifled."

Man King-sheng has a hot temper and ruthless methods: "No one will dare to bully us then, and the Hong Kong government will have to slow down its development plan for the New Territories."

Peng Changhua frowned: "That's not good."

"If no one comes to the New Territories to open factories in the future, the villagers will have one less place to make money."

Wen Jingsheng sneered: "We have land but we are afraid of not having food to eat."

"You always make more money in factories." The villagers are actually divided between working in the factory and farming to support their families. Although both jobs are hard, they can obviously earn more in the factory than farming. In a port city with a large amount of grain input, farming is doomed to have no future.

However, the villagers have a strong attachment to the land. They feel that the land belongs to them at least for generations and is the root of the villagers.

The land is never afraid of famine.

"Let's not mention that, Boss Li of the Yangtze Plastic Flower Factory is very powerful. He can ask the police to arrest the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions, and he can also get Chao Yiyong Ma Zai to take action." Peng Guowei said: "We want to arrest the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions." It would be difficult for someone named Li to hang from a street lamp."

"It is said that his relationship with foreign companies is not bad. If he offends someone severely, there will be no good results."

Wen Jingsheng's eyes were sarcastic: "I'm afraid that his relationship with Gui Lao is not good. Anyway, the four major clans have expressed their opposition to the Hong Kong government's development plan. As long as we destroy the Yangtze River Plastic Flower Factory, it will be a demonstration against the Hong Kong government. "

"If the ghost guy dares to come to the New Territories to take action, the four major clans will definitely get involved. Together, the ten surnames of us in the New Territories are more than 100,000 people. Do we need to be afraid of thousands of guns from the Hong Kong government? Besides, the Chinese police in the police department have a large number of Mr. He Dingxian has never dealt with the ghost guys, so he may not come out to suppress us."

Peng Guowei nodded, feeling clear in his heart. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, saying, "Ahua."

"Uncle."

Peng Changhua took a step forward and bowed slightly.

"On behalf of the Peng family of Fanling, you will lead people to work with Ah Sheng to seek justice for the injured family brothers." Peng Guowei said.

"good!"

Wen Jingsheng looked happy, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Uncle Wei."

Later, he made an appointment with Peng Changhua to go to the plastic flower factory at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to cause trouble, and then hurried to Liew's in Sheung Shui. Sheung Shui Village was not far from Fanling, so it was very convenient to contact him.

Repulse Bay.

"Sir Jiang, I'm done with my work this morning." Li Jiacheng sat by the swimming pool of the villa and handed out a cigar.

Jiang Zhijie lit up his cigar, took a deep breath, glanced down at the label on the end of the cigar, and then glanced at the few beauties in swimsuits having fun by the swimming pool. He couldn't help feeling hot in his heart, and he left the troubles in the police force behind.

Li Jiacheng naturally noticed his eyes, laughed, and said: "Which one you like, arrange for her to accompany you at night."

"Do I look like a picky person?"

Jiang Zhijie said.

Li Jiacheng smiled knowingly: "Sir Jiang is too lazy to choose, so let's go together."

"I'll try my best." Jiang Zhijie felt much better and smiled: "Boss Li, in order to find a Federation of Trade Unions chairman for you, I was almost left in the New Territories without being able to come back. I heard that this afternoon the plastic flower factory also Did this cause a riot?"

"yes."

Li Jiacheng sighed: "I thought the Federation of Trade Unions was just a political vase, but I didn't expect that it already has some influence among the workers. Fortunately, it was discovered and eradicated as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Federation of Trade Unions would continue to develop for a few years and I would work for them. ”

"It is said that it is for high temperature subsidies." Jiang Zhijie said casually: "Otherwise, it will be paid to them. Anyway, one day of suspension of work is a loss."

"No one else has paid the high temperature subsidy, so I can't break the rules. Otherwise, no one will do business with me in the future." Li Jiacheng sighed: "I can only count it unlucky for you to come out and take charge of this matter. Sir Jiang, you are not a businessman." , I don’t understand many things.”

"Tomorrow I will go to the sneaker factory in West Kowloon to borrow another amount of money from workers."

"Besides, I can be sure that those New Territories workers will not give up." Li Jiacheng's eyes suddenly became sharp. Jiang Zhijie narrowed his eyes, nodded and said, "What do you want?"

"I hope Sir Jiang can mobilize a team of guys to help tomorrow."

Jiang Zhijie said displeasedly: "The police force is not adjusted just by you."

At this time, a swimsuit girl strolled up to the table, hooked her hands on his shoulders, leaned over to reveal two snow-white balls, and shook the balls and said: "Sir, are your marksmanship good?"

"Let me show you tonight."

Jiang Zhijie's lips curled up into a wicked smile, and his hands began to squeeze the waves.

Seeing this, Li Jiacheng smiled and said: "Sir Jiang, as long as you do this favor for me, next time there is a vacancy in the police force, I am willing to pay for you, no matter how much it is!"

"real?"

Jiang Zhijie pretended to be moved, and then sighed very sincerely: "There are only about twenty people in O Ji's group. How many people are there in the New Territories? It may not be able to stop the riots."

"If you can't even stop O Ji, then there will be no problem." Li Jiacheng said calmly: "The Hong Kong government will naturally send troops to suppress it. The Hong Kong government released the New Territories development plan some time ago, and it is impossible to miss an opportunity to clean up the New Territories clans. "

"Although my plastic flower factory is profitable, as long as the cooperation with the Hong Kong government can reach a higher level, it will be worth being burned again." His current cash flow mainly comes from the plastic flower factory, but he has begun to The industry has tasted the sweetness and plans to vigorously enter the real estate industry.

In urgent need of loans from foreign banks, in comparison, the plastic flower factory has become a bargaining chip that can be discarded. Moreover, although the plastic flower factory in San Po Kong is large, he still has two small plastic flower factories that can be operated, which are enough to complete the orders on hand.

"oh?"

Jiang Zhijie was secretly frightened, but said: "Since Boss Li has made arrangements, I will follow the plan."

Li Jiacheng stood up at the right time: "It's getting late, I'm going home to rest first. Sir Jiang, please help me look at the villa tonight."

"Ha ha."

"Boss Li, let's go slowly." Jiang Zhijie couldn't wait. After saying goodbye to Li Jiacheng, he walked into the room with four girls, loaded bullets, and exchanged marksmanship.

The next day.

Morning, seven thirty.

Workers came to the gate of San Po Kong Plastic Flower Factory in small groups. It was supposed to be time to arrive at work, but they gathered at the bottom of the office building and shouted loudly: "Compensate for work-related injuries and provide subsidies!"

"Beating workers, lackeys of capital!"

"Old dog Li!"

"Go downstairs!"

"Go downstairs!"

In just half an hour, more than 3,000 villagers gathered and shouted loudly.

The secretary was very anxious hiding in the office and hurriedly called the boss to report it. Li Jiacheng received the news and smiled: "Call the police!"

"good."

The secretary understood the situation and immediately called the police. Not only did the Wong Tai Sin Police Department receive the news and sent thirty military uniforms to the scene to maintain order, but the Kwun Tong Police Department also sent fifty military uniforms and more than twenty O's arrived at the scene.

A total of more than 100 police officers, including those in military uniforms holding rattans and batons, formed an array to separate the villagers. More than 20 O Jies, led by Jiang Zhijie, held guns in both hands and threatened the villagers to retreat.

When the villagers saw that the factory was backed by the police, they stopped besieging the office building and began to smash up the factory. They demanded that Li Jiacheng apologize and kneel down to the workers who died on the job.

"Move out!"

When the Wong Tai Sin uniform team leader saw the chaos further erupting, he gave an order and ordered his police officers to rush out, seize the villagers and beat them repeatedly, and screams began to erupt from the scene. The well-prepared villagers picked up the iron bars and started to fight back.

"puff!"

Peng Changhua held a fork in both hands and stabbed the uniformed policeman's shield with one fork, then took out the fork and stabbed the police officer again with the fork.

"boom!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhijie raised his pistol and decisively pulled the trigger.

A villager who was running by in a hurry staggered two steps and immediately fell to the ground, holding his stomach and wailing. When Lu Changhua saw this, his eyes widened and he was furious. He raised his fork and rushed towards Jiang Zhijie.

"boom!"

Jiang Zhijie raised his right arm, fired into the air, and shouted: "First warning!"