History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 97 The Shek Kip Mei Fire

Jiang Hongyan watched Wu Shijie turn back alone, his heart was boiling, he gritted his teeth and led his brothers to flee forward.

Tonight, it’s not that the big boss didn’t make preparations at the factory. For example, a group of brothers were waiting in Shek Kip Mei, but he didn’t expect Lian Gongle to be so frenzied. He was able to put up more than 100 soldiers and horses. It's a life-and-death situation.

Zhang Jingrong used Liu Rongju to do things because Liu Rongju dared to do it, but he didn't expect that Liu Rongju was not only daring, but even more daring!
It is impossible for He Dingxian to drive away everyone's opponent's family. When he sent Liu Fu away, he knew that Liu Rongju was in charge of Liangongle.

But at that time, Liu Rongju's general situation was over, and it was impossible for him to make a name for himself in the future. In addition, he took advantage of the situation to kill people, simply and neatly, and could not implicate his family.

That's too much!

Just like Liu Rongju's behavior at this moment, he not only wanted to set fire to the warehouse, but also smashed the factory. Wu Shijie went out of the warehouse window in the confusion and saw someone pouring kerosene on boxes of newspapers and lighting them with matches. looking at his face.

Wu Shijie's pupils reflected the fire, and he said in his heart that it was a lie to not be afraid, but when he thought of the big boss holding the two brothers with one hand, and thinking of the words that the big boss was talking about, he made up his mind secretly, broke the window, turned over and entered the warehouse , opened the nearest cardboard box and grabbed a newspaper, turned around and continued to escape through the window, a set of smooth and smooth movements actually succeeded.

"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, and you must seize the opportunity!" He was full of excitement and panic, and when he ran a few steps with the newspaper in his hand, several Lian Gong Le and several swordsmen suddenly appeared in front of him. Sarcastically, with a murderous look on his face, he raised his knife and stepped forward quickly: "Behead him!"

The head is cut with a knife.

There is a factory where workers can be arranged at will, and he also thinks it is very face-saving, and will be praised by relatives, so he is naturally willing to help more.

"Okay, let's go to the housing estate, okay." Lard boy gritted his teeth and said, "Burn it! Burn it with the villagers! The ashes from the burning are trampled on every day!"

"Where are the firefighters!" Lardboy's hands and feet became flexible, and he grabbed a younger brother's collar with both hands, and the younger brother said in a daze, "No, no one put out the fire."

Zeng Shaoke took the first step, and immediately stepped forward to salute: "Sir, you are the representative of local public opinion and the victims of the disaster."

Today, he got a call from Chen Li, asking him to take care of Dongfang Paper, so that in case someone messes up at night, he simply took the guys to work in the office for the night shift.

Lardboy laughed loudly and said, "He loves to burn so much, why is he willing to burn only a warehouse or a paper factory! Right! For those who do big things, the more they burn, the better, and they all want to burn it." Go down to the funeral!"

Because, he also has relatives and friends living in Shek Kip Mei.

In an apartment in Yau Ma Tei, Chen Li kept clapping his hands towards the living room and dining room, and said with a resentful and sad expression: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Lard boy has red eyes and a hoarse voice. As an immigrant from the Mainland, he settled down in a housing estate and relied on the housing business to make a living. It can be said that he has been branded as a housing estate person all his life. How could he see the housing estate burned and remain indifferent?This is the first place where he lived a good life after experiencing turbulent times, and it has long since become his hometown.

In Sham Shui Po, the office area of ​​the plainclothes team, Cai Zhaoguang was eating supper with his staff, listening to the mid-month horse race on the radio, when he suddenly saw a uniformed policeman rushing in in a panic, with a nervous tone, stammering: "Mr. Cai, Shek Kip Mei is on fire."

"It's on fire?" Cai Zhaoguang put down his chopsticks, looked stunned, and cursed with a smile: "On fire, on fire, go to the fire department! What are you looking for?"

Shek Kip Mei is nothing more than a refugee area, a countryside where more than [-] refugees live.

Wu Shijie woke up suddenly in a coma, struggled forward to die, fell on the grass in a field ditch, and burned into ashes together with the newspaper in his hand...
At this moment, a group of menacing boys in white shirts with machetes lined up in a dozen rows, walked out of the housing estate step by step, and the leader stared at the factory fire in front of him, and raised his knife fiercely in his eyes: "Slay them! Tonight!" , let them burn like weeds!"

"What about people!"

Suddenly, he frowned, looked at the fierce crowd outside and asked, "What's going on?"

"real."

But the sergeant in uniform adjusted his speaking speed and repeated it neatly: "Someone set fire to the Dongfang Paper Factory, and now the whole Shek Kip Mei is on fire!"

"Brother Zai, Ajie went to the warehouse to get the newspaper, and after that he couldn't see anyone anymore. I personally beheaded Xin Kai. It would be better to die in the fire. As for Brother Hao..." Jiang Yanhong's face was covered with dust, somewhat like Heitan: "I heard people say that he led people to fight with Liu Rongju, and drove Liu Rongju out of the back door to the estate."

"Okay, great."

……

Under the guidance of two Chinese detectives, Lard Boy came to a group of majestic officers in uniform, surrounded by ghost police officers holding shields and wearing weapons on their waists. At this time, dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at Looking at him, but he was unafraid, picked up a bag, and sprinkled the bag full of banknotes in front of all the ghosts.

"Take it! You son of a bitch foreign devil!"

Zhu Youzai breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a gloomy face: "Ajie, Xin Kai, Brother Hao and the others..."

"Yes!"

Wu Shijie barely had time to react, and a bloodstain appeared on his face, and he fell to the ground in agony and powerlessness, raising his hands to protect his head, but his back was surrounded and chopped several times, and he was so bruised for a while that he almost fainted .

The senior assistant director nodded and said, "Good!"

"What's the fire department's opinion now?" The senior assistant chief turned his head after hearing the words, seeing the strength of the fire and the severity of the disaster, his words became straightforward.

Jiang Yanhong nodded: "I have fought against him before. Although I didn't have any friendship before, at least I met him on the street, and I will definitely not admit his mistake!"

The senior assistant director was obviously taken aback, a little surprised, thought for a while, nodded and said: "Please come in."

The rescue vehicle from the fire department was late, and instead of speeding up on the road, it drove slower and slower, because the fire department was afraid of the fire ahead, and it was impossible for the ghost chief to go to the fire scene to save the Chinese in the refugee area. The Chinese who are members of the Communist Party can’t help being greedy for life and fearing death. Everything came because of politics. Even the Director, after understanding the situation, acquiesced in allowing the people below to let the fire spontaneously ignite. just fine.

"Understood." A group of people bypassed the place where the fire was the biggest, rushed into the housing estate, and went upstream among the panicked escape crowd. Jiang Yanhong also wanted to go home!

At the same time, police stations in Kowloon Tong, Sham Shui Po, Mong Kok, and Yau Ma Tei have sent personnel to the scene. On the one hand, they are clearing the traffic and organizing escapes. On the other hand, they are trying to control the scene and prevent civil uprisings from happening.

Run for your life!

During this period of time, Dongfang Paper not only gave some red envelopes from time to time, but some of the team leaders and managers who worked there were also his relatives and fellow villagers.

The person in the lead seemed not satisfied, stopped his hands and said loudly: "Dare to kill my boss? Bring the kerosene!"

Cai Zhaoguang didn't even utter an order, grabbed his gun and rushed out of the gate of the mission hall. When he stood at the gate of the mission hall and saw the flames in the distance, he couldn't help shivering all over his body: "The wind is so strong!"

The highest-ranking senior assistant directors of the entire police district are already at the scene. Zhang Jingrong, Zeng Shaoke, Cai Zhaoguang and other Chinese detectives and military sergeants led the Chinese police to organize the evacuation on the front line. The rest of the Indian and British police were Armed with a shield and loaded with live ammunition, he is ready to suppress the scene at any time.

They didn't choose the path for their opponents to escape, but simply turned around and chose the way they came from, because the situation there was the clearest and the distance was the shortest.

The burning house involving more than [-] people in Shek Kip Mei Uk Estate will be reported directly to the Governor's Office, and the Kowloon Police District is under enormous pressure.

Inside the factory, a staff member from Liangongle rushed in front of the Longtou sitting hall, his face panicked, and he exclaimed, "Master! A group of people from the housing estate rushed out!"

In the distance, at the foot of the mountain a few kilometers away, billowing smoke has covered the whole world, and the mountain is burned by the fire, which stretches for ten miles!

In the office area, more than 20 plainclothes agents stood up at the same time, their expressions mixed with stiffness, astonishment and disbelief.

Daji was wearing a military uniform and was sweating profusely. He first borrowed information from the police station, and then ran to the officer's house to report it. The current situation made him feel uneasy.

No one answered.

Like crazy, he shouted: "You guys don't do things if you don't have money, why do you do anything if you have money! Here is the money raised by the victims just now. I also added a little bit. Take it! Save it for me." People, put out the fire!"

"Shoot as much fire as you can."

"Brother Hao!" Da Xia, Xiao Xia, A Ming and others stood around the boss, agreed in unison, and raised their knives to attack the enemy.

Immediately, a can of leftover kerosene was brought and handed to the eldest brother, who picked up the kerosene and poured it all on Wu Shi's body. As a match fell to the ground, a fire erupted on the ground instantly.

Lardboy then threw away the bag and shouted loudly, "Open your throat!"

Run away!

Both his parents live in the estate!

"Hold!"

Far more important than firefighting!

"It's burning!"

At this moment, the vehicles of the fire department had arrived at the scene, and the head of the Guilo fire department came to the senior assistant director, stood at attention and saluted, and reported aloud: "Sir!"

Jiang Yanhong saw Brother Zai's expression was quite crazy, he slammed his mouth, and stopped talking, Zhu Youzai asked again: "Is it really Liu Rongju?"

Wow, a whole bag of Hong Kong dollars was flying all over the sky, which was so eye-catching outside the fire scene.

Lard boy let go of his collar abruptly and cursed angrily. Suddenly, a flame rolled up under the wind and waves, as if a wave of heat hit his face. He quickly raised his hands to cover his face. When the heat wave passed, his arms and sleeves were pierced several times by the sparks. Xiaokong, a stream of sparks was blown further away.

"The fire is burning!"

"I only have money in my eyes, not human life. There are more than [-] people in Shek Kip Mei!"

Jiang Yanhong looked at the appearance of Lard Boy, and couldn't help shouting: "Crazy! Brother Zai is crazy!"

The head of the fire department put down his arms and replied aloud: "The fire is too big to be extinguished by force. The only way is to evacuate the victims as much as possible and set up isolation zones in advance."

"What are you afraid of?" Liu Rongju looked calm, turned around and scolded angrily, and the staff swallowed: "Fire!"

"Go to hell!"

He didn't realize that a few teardrops had slipped down the corners of his eyes, and neither did the others, because the tears had already been dried by the heat.

Cai Zhaoguang knew that all the houses in Shek Kip Mei were built by new immigrants. Occasional house fires were common, and sometimes several houses would be burned down in a row, killing more than a dozen people. People discover it quickly, and often when the fire just started, someone would put it out and call. The process takes some time. Secondly, the time of fire is usually the night before, when the residents in the housing estates have not slept at that time, and no one will sleep if they really want to. Who lights a candle!
Deliberate arson must have fire starters, and the fire is very fierce together, and often several households cannot be extinguished. Second, it is now in the middle of the night, and most of the housing estate population has already rested. Third, it is the paper factory that catches fire!
Let alone other things, how many combustibles are there in the paper mill?Residents must be at least 200 meters away. In addition, Dongchang Paper Factory is built on the mountain, or the entire Shek Kip Mei is at the foot of the mountain, and the paper factory is built at the entrance of Shek Kip Mei. The terrain is a Valley Pocket.

Lard Boy understands that it's not that no one is trying to fight the fire, but the fire is so big that no one is desperate.

When Zhu Youzai arrived at the Shek Kip Mei factory with a group of brothers, the whole factory had turned into a sea of ​​flames, and even the village of Shek Kip Mei Uk had become a sea of ​​flames.

The coins inside are as small as one cent, and they are also ten yuan or twenty Hong Kong dollars. The Chinese and ghosts can't help but look surprised when they see a bag of money.

"More than [-] people!"

Wu Shihao took the lead, and when he saw someone with a red scarf on his arm, he raised his knife and chopped it down. He never thought that within two days after arriving in Hong Kong Island, the factory of the big boss would be set on fire. It was chaotic, there were many wounded on the ground, and my heart trembled slightly, so I could only hold the handle of the knife tighter.

"Open your throat!"

Liu Rongju saw that the fire had already illuminated the surrounding area, and thick smoke continued to roll in through the window. His face was also stiff and astonished, and he ordered decisively: "Get out!"

"You come into the village with me and tell everyone to run quickly, don't take property, just run!" Jiang Yanhong turned his head and said.

Even if a group of ghosts couldn't understand the words of Lard Boy, they still understood the meaning of throwing money on the ground. They had different expressions for a while, and they became extraordinarily strange under the firelight.

Zhang Jingrong just wanted to take a gun and stepped forward to warn, but when he saw lard boy's red eyes, he suddenly realized that even with a gun, he couldn't give him confidence at times.

As one of the parties involved in the fire that brewed in Shek Kip Mei, he knew that if he made a mistake, he was already on the verge of danger, and in the next second, he might be doomed, so how dare he confront Lard Boy again?

Tonight, I don’t know how many people lost their family members, lost their parents, their wealth, and how many people want to kill him and hurry up!
In the end, the lard boy was taken away, and the money was collected and sent back by the military and police. After all, the fire department opened its mouth to fight the fire, and at the same time selected a group of Chinese firefighters who dared to go to the fire to search and rescue the victims.

(End of this chapter)