History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 110
Laundry Street.

Helian Building, a unit on the third floor, Dongfushe gambling stall.A group of gamblers hid in the room, betting, watching cards, smoking and shouting. Two horsemen sat on benches and guarded the door, and patrolling players walked back and forth by the gaming table from time to time.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Hey!" There was a strong knock on the door, and the steel door slammed and echoed. The gatekeeper stood up cursing and said, "TMD, what a bad boy!"

There was a roar at the door: "Delivery from the tea restaurant!"

"Diao, I agreed not to order delivery." Ma Zai looked impatient, opened the movable gate with his hand, and shouted arrogantly: "Get out!"

An icy muzzle stuck into the gate, less than three centimeters away from his nose. The next moment, a solemn and dignified voice came: "Open the door."

Looking at the muzzle of the gun and the figure behind him, Ma Zai couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple, swallowed his saliva and froze on the spot.

"Do you open the door or should I shoot?" Yan Xiong asked again.

"I, I open the door..." Ma Zai reached out tremblingly to touch the door lock, the soles of his feet took advantage of the situation and took half a step back, and when he was about to turn around and call for someone, a voice came from the door again: "Don't bet on your life, my gun Must be faster than you!"

Ma Zai's little thought was completely extinguished, and he simply pulled the steel door lock bolt. Just as the lock bolt moved out of the lock, he kicked it with a kick from the outside: "Hey!"

The steel door was completely kicked open, and Ma Zai staggered and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, fifteen plainclothes detectives drew their guns and shouted, "Don't move!"

"Police visit!"

More than a dozen police officers in uniform followed closely behind, pulled out their batons, and rushed forward. The sticks fell like raindrops in the chaotic crowd. The gamblers panicked and bumped their heads into each other. Some gamblers crawled to the bottom of the table, cleverly avoiding being beaten.

As a large number of policemen broke into the formerly lively gambling stalls, it was like a frying pan was being exploded, and there were screams, and many gamblers who tried to run away were knocked unconscious with a stick.

Police officers in uniform were ordered to handle the case, and they would not be polite to gamblers. Plainclothes police officers opened the insurance, stared at them, and raised their guns with both hands to a dozen horsemen at the stalls with knives, and issued a warning: "Put down the knives!"

"Put down the knife!"

Yan Xiong even opened his throat, roaring domineeringly: "The bald boy!"

"Brother Xiong."

The person in charge of the gambling stall froze, he put his knife and stopped, and said unwillingly: "Can you give me a way to survive? The boss has spoken harshly."

"Coincidentally, our boss is also doomed." Yan Xiong still raised his gun with both hands, and said like a wolf in his eyes: "If you dare to cut off our boss's fortune, you must know that our boss has a temper!"

Normal gambling stalls do not encounter a random inspection once a year. Occasionally, they put hundreds of dollars in bets. However, black gambling stalls do not pay fees and operate without a license. It is no different from paying taxes. Regular gambling stalls play, black gambling stalls will deliberately offer high odds in order to attract customers, and attract gamblers who do not care about risks.

Right now, there are at least [-] to [-] bets in the gambling stall. If it is confiscated by the police at one time, the loss will be huge, and the gambling stall will be closed.

Originally, Dongfu Club and Dongying Club saw that the police force hadn’t done anything about opening their stalls for nearly a month. They thought they could still operate for a year and a half, earn a fortune and move them to Tsim Sha Tsui East District with gamblers. Unexpectedly The police force acted without warning.

The bald man's chest rose and fell violently, and he said with shortness of breath, "Brother Xiong, how about taking half of the gambling equipment and money and leaving it alone?"

"If there is something for my boss to tell Inspector He, maybe we can find food together in the future..."

At this moment, a gambler with a bag of money suddenly rushed out of the room, climbed to an open window, and tried to escape along the eaves by climbing the window.

"boom!"

A shot rang out.

The plainclothes agent had steady hands, decisive movements, and decisive eyes. He had obviously been instructed before leaving, and he fired without hesitation.

The gambler turned over and rolled downstairs without even a scream, only the shouts of the uniformed police downstairs.

Seeing this scene, the bald boy finally gave up, let go of his hand, clanging, and then the sound of the blade falling to the ground resounded in the room.

Yan Xiong sneered and said, "Who will negotiate with you."

The bald man gritted his teeth: "You are raising us like pigs, and killing us when we are fattened..."

But Yan Xiong let go of his gun holding position, grabbed the gun with one hand, turned around and said: "All the gambling equipment was confiscated, the place was sealed up and registered, and all the gambling people present were brought back to the police station. The gambling money is placed here, and the bald boy will take it back. Give it to his boss." He glanced sideways at the bald boy's face.

The bald boy's expression changed again and again, and he was speechless for a while.

When the police normally seize black gambling stalls, they will confiscate all gambling funds and gambling equipment, except for the gamblers who are customers of the gambling stalls and even the police force. If they offend the gamblers, no one in the jurisdiction will dare , Gamblers will go to gambling stalls in other districts.

As a result, the income from gambling stalls in the jurisdiction has dropped sharply, which is not beneficial to the association or the police force, but it is just cheaper for the police in other districts.

Now the police are doing the opposite. Instead of confiscating the gambling funds, they only confiscate the gambling equipment, the gamblers, and of course the spectators. The reason is to tell the gamblers in Mongkok that you come to regulate the stalls for gambling. It doesn't matter, you just can't go to the black gambling stalls to gamble, if you want to gamble, you can only gamble in the places prescribed by the police force!
At the same time, the club's most valued gambling money will be left at the stall, so as not to give the club an excuse to make matters worse.

If the association wants to do things, it has to take into account the influence of the rivers and lakes, the signature of the association.

The police force didn't beat them to death, how could they make a big deal out of it?

If the stall takes the gambling money for its own use, it will ruin the reputation of the stall. If the gambling money is returned to the gamblers, the gamblers may not buy it.

The police force will not let the gamblers go in accordance with the law. Once they enter the mission hall and survive, they will have to peel off their skins. Just look at the fear and panic in the eyes of the gamblers at this time.

And once the gamblers go to the prescribed stalls to gamble, they will go into the pockets of the police force like oil and water. It is meaningless to open black stalls, and the police force's handling of things is really clever!

Inspector He's height, Mongkok Jianghu had expected it, but they did not expect that Inspector He would respond with such a sophisticated method, changing the image of Inspector He who was ruthless and unscrupulous in the eyes of the Jianghu society.

"He Dingxian's role as inspector is really impressive, and he has come to be an official." In a loan shark company on Portland Street, Sang Mentong, a staff member of Dongfu Society, sat on a stool with his calf bare and rubbed his hands with one hand. Scratching the hair on his legs, holding a cigarette in one hand, his face was terribly dark while he was boasting, the bald boy stood in front of him dejectedly: "Brother Tong, what should I do?"

"First find a way to get the gamblers out, and return the gambling money in proportion. There is no way. If you want to make money in Mong Kok, you can kneel down." But I don't know what came to my mind, and my tone became timid: "I can't play with him this time, so I can only be played by him. I have to find a qualified boss to come out to support me, otherwise my skin will be scratched."

He was clear in his heart, and the boss he was talking about was definitely not the boss of the chamber of commerce, but if he brought out a few veterans from Dongfu society, his life might be saved.

You know, there are still several districts in the Kowloon District currently in the hands of Inspector Hua in Dongguan. If Inspector Chen wants to change people, it is impossible to change them all in one wave. You have to come one by one. There are many places that can be used during the period. For now, at the Kowloon inspector level, the Dongguan gang still has some power to use.

Of course, he faintly felt that He Dingxian didn't intend to take his life, otherwise no one would be able to protect him!But the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and what brother Xian has done are there. Who won't be afraid if they lose the bet?
"Boss, do you still want to do what the brothers have prepared?" the bald boy reminded in a low voice.

Sangmentong kicked on his stomach: "The other party is so tall, why are you so stupid! The situation is different, everyone is looking for food, you jump out and make it bigger, other clubs can't tolerate you, even if He Dingxian pulls you Get off the horse, and our whole family will die too."

"You don't want me to be imprisoned by the shoveling of the family! He Dingxian's spare energy is reserved for us to nail the coffin! Do you understand!"

The bald man clutched his stomach and took a few steps back. It doesn't matter whether he understands or not, he dared not speak...

The gambling stall in Helian Building was only one location where the police force operated. In one day, the police force inspected seven venues and arrested more than 200 gamblers and more than [-] girls at different stalls.

The targets were all black stalls of Dongfu Society and Dongying Society. Due to the limitation of police force and other considerations, the police force did not sweep the venues in one day, and chose to put pressure on the two associations day by day. situation.

Yan Xiong was standing at the door of the office area, holding a list in his hand, and was slowly looking it up. From the beginning to the end of the corridor in front of him, both sides of the corridor were full of arrestees squatting with their heads covered, silent and apprehensive.

After reading the list, he withdrew his eyes and handed the list to Meng Yuanda. He said in a cold but serious tone: "Check out the family background, release those who are related directly, pay the money and leave if it doesn't matter, and take the money if no one comes. Top the case."

"Miss transferred it to Chao Yiyong, remember to ask Chao Yiyong to get the transfer fee, and then draw a few unidentified deportees, the officer told us to put on a show."

Meng Yuanda took the list and nodded happily: "Don't worry, I will do it."

Relying on his practical ability, Yan Xiong has unknowingly gained the dominance among the four Tanmu.

When he turned around and came to the inspector's office to report, he learned that the inspector was not at the police station on business, so he simply returned to the office to assist with official duties.

This time the police force has really done a real thing, at least sweeping the gambling is really sweeping, even if the purpose is not pure, but relying on the returned gambling equipment is also considered a credit.

It can be seen from this that if you really make up your mind to crack down on gangsters on Hong Kong Island, you will encounter the greatest resistance. I am afraid that the whole world will jump out to beat you, so similar "credit" should not be too much, just appropriate.Doesn't the illegal industry further prove the incompetence of the police force?

At this moment, in Yau Ma Tei, the film company, Wu Shihao and Zhu Youzai were sitting next to each other, looking at the big boss who was slowly making tea in front of him with a relaxed face, the atmosphere suddenly became very delicate.

He Dingxian's kung fu tea routine of Guan Gong patrolling the city ended smoothly, and he asked slowly: "Ah Hao."

"Did you bring me durian this time?"

(End of this chapter)