History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 9 The Wu Brothers
Jail Department Creampie!A pair of brothers held knives side by side, quickly beheaded the three of them, and stared at each other's red sticks from left to right.

Wu Shihao was tall and burly, with sharp movements, he chopped down a person with a knife in his hand, turned around and shook the knife, and went straight to Guilidong in front of him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Gui Lidong saw the light of the knife, he held the two axes horizontally and slashed sideways, Wu Shihao slashed fiercely into Gui Lidong's shoulder, and two bloodstains were scraped off his abdomen.

"boom!"

He Dingxian fired his gun into the sky.

The gangsters on the pier were stunned for a moment, and instinctively looked back at him, and some of them just lowered their heads and wanted to run away.

No matter how brave Dazai heard the gunshots, he was frightened.

Wu Shijie raised his saber and rushed forward, taking advantage of Gui Lidong's lack of escort, he slashed down with his saber.

"puff!"

The peak of the knife cut in half and got stuck on the neck bone.Wu Shijie drew his saber but couldn't get it out, so he just dropped the saber and kicked the enemy in the stomach.

Wu Shihao also slowly let go of his hand.

Gui Lidong carried a knife on his shoulder and stabbed it in his neck: "Uh..."

Eyes wide open, straight on the ground
boom!
The red sticks in the town were killed, the youngsters of the Dongying Society dispersed, and the dock workers did not dare to stay any longer, for fear that a large number of people from the enemy club would arrive...
He Dingxian was deeply impressed when he saw the two brothers in the auxiliary police who dared to fight and kill. However, he never asked the names of a group of people, because the bottom-level rogues are all desperate, and winning a game today counts It's nothing, only being able to win every game is eligible to be out.

It's just that there are talents in prisons. It's not a lie.

There is really someone who can easily win the double bonus stick.

He couldn't be happier.

At this moment, Wu Shijie stepped forward to support the injured elder brother, put his arms around his shoulders, and said anxiously, "Boss, are you alright?"

Wu Shihao supported his younger brother's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Take the money!"

"what?"

The younger brother was a little dizzy in the confusion.

"Take the money!!!" Wu Shihouse shouted.

"Understood, Brother Hao!" Wu Shijie came back to his senses after roaring, and quickly helped the boss to come to the policeman, not daring to ask for money, so he stared at the policeman with a pair of eyes.

He Dingxian took out the 1000 Hong Kong dollars in his pocket and slapped it on his palm: "Take it."

"Thank you."

Wu Shijie thanked him loudly and was busy collecting the money. Wu Shihao next to him gave He Dingxian a special look. When He Dingxian opened his mouth to ask for his name, the pier was in a mess, and the Wu brothers also ran away.

"flash!"

"Quick flash!"

Half an hour later, Kao, the leader of Dongyingsha, came to the pier in person, and the panicked laborers resumed work one after another. The blood on the ground, the scattered goods, the dirty corpses, and the shipowner's cursing all made Kao's face turn black.

As for who picked the venue, Dong Ying Society has already figured it out clearly, but unfortunately, the people under it came out first and went to the Chaoshan Gang's site to plant the flag. Kao couldn't handle such a big event by himself, and he didn't get the approval of the big figures of the Dongguan Gang Before, I could only choose to calm down and endure the bad breath.

It is impossible for him to take the initiative to help Hei Xinhua get ahead, nothing is more important than letting the brothers start working.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Inside a tenement building.

He Dingxian was smoking a cigarette, standing in the yard, watching the moonlight quietly.

Peng Lingshan babbled with concern: "I've washed all those clothes. You can change into a clean military uniform tomorrow and sleep on the sofa in the living room at night."

"Don't think the sofa is small, it's more comfortable than the wooden bed at home. Mrs. Xu took us in because of her fellowship with her hometown. She will repay her when she has the opportunity in the future."

"Her husband has a dry goods store in Jordan, Tsim Sha Tsui. If you encounter any trouble, remember to help. If you are not a policeman, others may not necessarily help..."

He Dingxian nodded slightly: "Understood, I will keep it in my heart."

"Really remember!"

Peng Lingshan said.

Zhu Youzi coaxed from the side: "Auntie, you should go upstairs to sleep early, and I will take you back to Shek Kip Mei at noon tomorrow."

"alright."

As his aunt left, Zhu Youzai smiled and said, "You didn't come back earlier, and my aunt has been kneeling in front of the portrait of Second Master Guan."

He Dingxian nodded and said: "She is afraid that I will go away like Lao Dou."

Lard boy was deeply moved: "How can we support the family without a man?"

After He Dingxian finished his work at the pier, he went directly to Tsim Sha Tsui in a rickshaw to find his mother, and he didn't even go back to the police station.

If you have a safe night and you don't get shot when you go to work tomorrow, then the matter will be over smoothly.

He did this step alone and basically did everything he could do, and the chances of further problems were small, so there was nothing to worry about.

If Gui Lidong and Hei Xinhua can pull out any big shots, then he deserves to die. If he comes out to fight for his life, he must have the consciousness of losing everything.

"Thank you."

He Dingxian suddenly turned around and preached.

"It was my fault to point a gun at you this afternoon."

Lard boy scolded with a smile: "Hey, hey, hey, don't mention this matter again, I will get angry if you mention it again, and even friends don't have to do it!"

He Dingxian smiled: "Forget it, I recognize you as a friend."

Lard Boy finally showed a smile on his face: "I still need you to cover me on the street in the future. Tell me, how many did you kill at the pier in the evening?"

"No one was killed." He Dingxian said with a smile: "The policemen I go to enforce the law are not there to kill people, let alone when someone helps you, why do you take the risk yourself?"

"Baku!"

Lard boy gave a thumbs up and said, "It's really ruthless."

Killing with one's own hands is ruthless, killing with power is also ruthless, and power is the sword of killing.

He Dingxian is not only dishonest, but also reckless, with a barbarism that reveals intelligence.

Like someone who does great things.

He Dingxian suddenly had an idea, turned to Lard Boy and said, "Are you interested in doing some business with me?"

In fact, when he was collecting guns in the housing estate, he knew that Zhu Youzai was the rent collector next to Lei Luo, the "[-] million detective" in history. Oil boy's name.

Even if there is more than one person named Lard Boy on Hong Kong Island, are there so many people who can speak English?I knew at the time that it was probably a certainty!

But so what if the fat guy is a lard boy?It's just a glove that is a bit eye-catching, and he has a relationship to collect black money for others. He Dingxian has done worse things in his previous life, so he really doesn't take a rent collector seriously.

What's more, whether the bright-minded lard boy is willing to work for him is still unknown.

However, the current lard boy can neither climb up to Inspector Zonghua nor have a way to make a fortune. The best solution is to climb up to a promising military policeman around him.

To put it bluntly, the [-] million inspector does not know which police station is used as a pawn for others. Working with him is definitely more promising than working with the [-] million detective.

This time He Dingxian can be considered to have realized the benefits of having a backer in Xiangjiang. A backer is power and money!As long as Xiangjiang's qualification level is in place for 50 yuan, you can buy a position as a Hua inspector!No matter how good Gui Lao does without money, no matter how many cases he solves, he will not be promoted.

He Dingxian decided to be his backer.

Lard boy also said that sentence under the night breeze under the starlight: "Brother Xian, I will follow you."

Although He Dingxian is only a policeman in uniform now, but with his identity as a fellow from Chaozhou and Shantou, there is a natural trust between the two.

With his humble status, Lard Boy couldn't find a better backer. Perhaps in another world, he relied on Lei Luo to make his fortune. If he is still a rent collector in this life, He Dingxian will be ashamed!
The next morning, when He Dingxian woke up, Lard Boy was dozing off on the bamboo bench in the yard with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

　The new book is still a bud, and it needs a lot of recommendation tickets, collections, rewards, and follow-up support.Sorry for the poor writing of newcomers.Don't keep books, don't keep books!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)