Rebirth of Hong Kong Island, I, the rice class leader

Chapter 305 Chapter 305: Just bragging and showing off, Kowloon is my boss!
The Kowloon Walled City could no longer stand it. The scene was in a mess, with people lying on the ground and wailing everywhere.

It is indeed difficult to resist a heavily armed man with bare hands.

Didi, beep, the sharp whistle sounded, and groups of police rushed into the Kowloon Walled City brazenly.

After 1899, the Hong Kong government once again seized the opportunity to order anti-riot troops to enter the Kowloon Walled City. This time, they were ready to get what they wanted.

"GO, GO, GO!"

The foreign commander waved his hands wildly: "Push all the people inside out for me."

They are here to demolish people, not to destroy their lives. These are two different things.

Even the ghost guy didn't get to this level.

The main force of Dragon City did not carry weapons under the strong restraint of Lord Ding, so they were basically knocked to the ground or unable to move. They could only watch with dizzy eyes as these policemen rushed into Dragon City, and then drove them away like pigs. All the men, women and children in the walled city were driven out.

These people had no chance to clean up their belongings. They could only stand and shiver in the cold wind.

Shura Field!
A group of people on the rooftop were waiting to see, filled with indignation: "Brother Chao."

Everyone asked for orders: "Blow the whistle and do it."

"The dead ghosts never treat us as human beings, so fuck us."

Jianghu people's profits come from the neighbors on their territory. As long as the neighbors behave themselves, they will not easily touch them.

Generally, those who can be dealt with by Jianghu people are either fellow gamblers or rotten gamblers who cannot repay their debts. In that case, they will indeed not be polite.

Now even bigwigs like Wong Lao Kat can no longer stand it. Lu Dachao thinks that the people's support can be used.

He still shook his head: "Wait."

The reporters haven't arrived yet, so if we take action now, all previous efforts will most likely be wasted.

Everyone sighed, they didn't know why Brother Chao was still waiting?

boom!
Demolition has begun!

The squatters in Longcheng are like stacking blocks. As long as the bottom foundation is pulled out, the top ones will naturally collapse.

There were constant sounds of violent collapse, followed by desperate wails.

In the face of power, public opinion is just a small candle that can be easily extinguished.

Unless there are salary earners to help them.

Sun Liren is such a person.

"Quick, quick."

The closer we got to Kowloon Walled City, the more despair in the air became heavier. Sun Liren and other reporters, protected by a crowd of Jianghu people, accelerated their pace.

When they arrived in front of the Kowloon Walled City, everyone was suddenly surprised. How many people from the police force had been dispatched?
Click, click, the camera kept flashing.

Ding Ye, who was lying on the ground wailing, quickly got up when he saw Sun Liren: "Reporter, here, take pictures here."

Before coming, the two had actually reviewed the script. Sun Liren took photos, and his assistant began to ask: "Sir, what happened?"

Ding Ye cried: "I am from the Chengzhai Welfare Association, entrusted by the Baoan County Government. I usually help the neighbors solve their daily worries."

"Who knows..."

He accused the Hong Kong government of brazenly beating people and intruding without the permission of the Baoan County government: "We are members of the party-state."

Master Ding shouted: "A ghost is not a son of man."

"Not only did they beat us, they also demolished the place where we lived."

He pointed to the people who had been driven out: "We have no home."

This was a heartfelt emotion. Sun Liren thought this title was very good, and immediately shouted: "Quick, folks, look over here."

Although Gui Lao claims to be free, Sun Liren, who has been in the press for a long time, knows that this is just superficial.

Maybe someone will come and grab the camera later.

"Brother Sun."

Several reporters ran out of the Kowloon Walled City with their heads in their hands: "The policeman went crazy and wanted to steal our cameras."

"It really came."

Sun Liren shouted: "Those who capture the footage go first."

"The Hong Kong government has acted recklessly, and we must give an explanation to the general public."

Didi didi, a group of police officers ran out of Dragon City. They waved their batons and shouted: "Who asked you to take pictures?"

"This is an emergency moment, no photos are allowed, hand over the camera."

"The police beat people, the police beat people."

There was an uproar at the scene.

The police officer didn't care about this. The order they received was to take away the film from the camera, so they chased the reporter desperately.

For some reason, the Jianghu people who came to escort Sun Liren and others were always slow in doing things, causing a group of reporters to be chased like crazy.

Snapped!
Xu Shi was chasing after him in a hurry, and a note came up angrily and hit a reporter on the head with his stick.

Click!

The reporter was staggering on the spot, with blood pouring from his head. He looked around blankly, and then said: "Push to the street."

Then he fell to the ground.

"Brother Tian."

All the reporters were so distraught that the police officer went crazy and dared to kill reporters in front of him?
Click, click, countless fluorescent lights fell down.

The expressions of the policemen who chased him suddenly changed.

"it is good!"

Lu Dachao saw clearly and sneered: "What a good ghost, what a good ghost, you really don't treat us Chinese as human beings."

"Blow the cock!"

One person picked up the silver flute hanging around his neck and said, "Didi, didi, didi."

The sharp whistle sounded all around, like a rooster singing at dawn.

A whistle sounded not far away, spreading like a relay.

"not good!"

Both the police and gangs habitually use bragging, but one mainly uses it to intimidate, while the other uses it to recruit people.

When they heard about this situation, they who were familiar with the Triads knew that the Jianghu people were just showing off, and someone immediately shouted: "Go back and inform the commander."

Lu Dachao waved his hand: "Go, the neighbors are waiting for you."

Wang Laoji and others handed over their hands one after another, and then resolutely went downstairs.

They have waited for a long time until now. To be honest, if they don't go on, their hearts will explode.

"Bros."

Mr. Ding, who had a bloody head and a bloody head, jumped to a high place and shouted: "The foreigners are destroying my homeland. Fight with them."

"Copy guy!"

"Copy guy!"

A group of people ran out from nowhere, pushing a wheelbarrow with piles of beef knives and watermelon knives.

Master Ding waved his hand: "Let's fight."

Bao'an County did not authorize Longcheng to form a military force, and Ding Ye, who knew the importance, would not let the good situation be ruined.

So what he arranged was to get a knife.

"Fight with the foreign devils."

The shouts were like small streams converging into a vast ocean, unbridled and unbridled. One after another, the disciples of Longcheng rushed to the wheelbarrow to get the knife.

Even the uncle and grandma were trembling and wanted to take the knife, but the disciples of Longcheng stopped them.
"Grandma, just clap your hands from the side."

They were deliberately angered, and now they want to pay back this full of resentment.

When the note enters Longcheng, it is not the laws of the Hong Kong government, but the laws of the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom,
Countless figures came from all directions to surround the Kowloon Walled City.

"Westerners are ignorant."

The crowd yelled: "Treat me Chinese as pigs and dogs, kill and trample on them at will."

"Get someone!"

Public opinion is like water, and now it is flooding.

The floods were ruthless, and a group of policemen who were still engaged in demolition in Kowloon Walled City were immediately frightened and at a loss.

"Oops."

"The Chinese are rioting."

The commander screamed: "Contact the Hong Kong government to dispatch the military camp." Only the Hong Kong Governor has the authority to issue orders to the military camp on Hong Kong Island, but whether he can dispatch the military camp still requires instructions from the Colonial Department.

"Quick, quick."

The speed of life and death.

On the Kowloon side, under the leadership of the Chaozhou Gang, the Jianghu people trapped in the Kowloon Walled City were smashing and smashing a lot of people.

Sun Liren and other reporters rushed to report to the press. They wanted to spread the news around the world before the situation escalated.

The news spread quickly throughout Hong Kong Island like a plague, and then spread outside.

Gao Yao, who received the news, had only one sentence: "I'm sick and I won't see anyone."

"The Westerners seized the land and burned down the homes of the Chinese people."

Gao Yao turned around and hung up the phone to Liu Meiren: "Let the whole world know this."

It's said to be all over the world, but in fact it's mainly Guangfu, especially Shamian.

The fire that was finally lit must naturally burn brighter and last longer.

……

"Oh, it is indeed a new year and a new atmosphere."

Of course, the first to receive the wind were senior executives of foreign companies such as Keswick. After hearing about the news outside, a group of people celebrated.

“The sting has been planted and can never be removed.”

A group of ghost guys all felt elated. How long have everyone been waiting for this day?

The fruits of such planting will always be harvested.

"I heard that the newspapers are printing like crazy."

One person smiled and said: "Okay, the more copies are printed, the less face the Hong Kong government will lose."

Kadoorie added: "Your Excellency will naturally lose face."

Everyone smiled, honestly, they didn't want to do this.

However, if you don't do this, your Excellency the Governor will keep promoting Chinese people, which is not a good sign.

Another point is that they know very well that they must not allow the Chinese to have a flag that can stand alone.

Even if he is as strong as He Dong, he cannot settle all parties.

But things like Gao Yao's are different. He didn't make his fortune by working as a comprador for a foreign company, which naturally alienates everyone.

It's absolutely impossible to be one of our own.

At the same time, this guy donated money everywhere to win people's hearts, and now the Chinese are very convinced of him.

If this continues, whose city is Hong Kong Island?

This symptom must be eliminated before this happens, and these Chinese people must know that if they want to make money on Hong Kong Island, they must be obedient and do as they are told.

"I heard that all the guys sent out were surrounded by Kowloon Walled City."

"And that MR. Gao thanked guests behind closed doors."

Everyone was full of expectations: "It depends on what the Governor is going to do."

"complicated."

One person said: "The newspaper said that a reporter from Sing Tao Daily was beaten and sent to the hospital. He is still being rescued."

"I think the Governor is really going to have a headache this time."

The bigger things get, the heavier the depression becomes. Even if it can pass in front of you, you will still think of it from time to time later.

It's like a poisonous snake burrowing into the heart. Every time I think about it, it's painful.

For people like Keswick, this is an excellent choice.

I believe His Excellency the Governor will know who is the most reliable group.

Oh, damn, we have to go back to the days of the franchise, where everyone ate meat and the Chinese ate soup.

In this way, the world will be at peace.

In the past hundred years, this foreign business has prospered through franchise, and it is as sweet as honey, a taste that they miss all the time.

……

"FUCK."

Grantham used a rare curse word. He angrily swept away the documents on the table: "I was fooled."

He is being played by the Chinese and Western groups.

Strictly speaking, it cannot be called a joke.

It's just that the two groups are using the Kowloon Walled City to compete.

After Chongguang, the Chinese and Westerners on Hong Kong Island experienced many conflicts during the process of secondary distribution.

For example, the Mingxi people have the smallest population on Hong Kong Island, but they occupy the best resources and rations in the distribution.

But the vast majority of Chinese people are starving because of the damn ration restrictions and the Reconstruction Act.

For another example, after Chongguo, foreign banks such as HSBC, Yili, and Standard Chartered would never give loans to Chinese businessmen, but they provided great support to foreign banks.

After receiving huge capital injections, the moribund foreign banks such as Kadoorie and Taikoo quickly began to regain their vitality.

Why can't Chinese people get this treatment?

Conflicts have actually existed for a long time and are accumulating like magma under a volcano. They need a chance to vent.

Obviously, now is such an opportunity.

Ge Mulian said worriedly: "My dear, the top priority now is to resolve this matter as soon as possible."

"Otherwise it will turn into a real riot."

It’s not like Hong Kong Island has never experienced riots. Just a few decades ago, a general strike in the province and Hong Kong shut down the entire territory. Citizens ran away, and triads began to flourish.

It even developed to the point where the Triads had to be used to maintain order.

"Bad media guides public opinion wantonly."

Ge Mulian was worried: "If this continues, it will soon cause diplomatic disputes."

"After all, the Nationalist Government protested before the war."

In all likelihood, it will rise to the level of diplomacy. If the Nationalist Government does not come out to shout a few words, the whole country will drown it in saliva.

"These losers."

Grantham just asked them to demolish the squatters, but these guys beat up the reporter who came to take pictures?
How crazy do you have to be to do this?
He stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. He had two options at the moment. One was to declare martial law and then send soldiers to clear the place.

It's just that if this happens, Hong Kong Island will return to military control. This is retrograde and the Nationalist Government will never sit idly by.

Another option is to bow your head?

impossible!
Grantham narrowed his eyes. It was reasonable to demolish the Kowloon Walled City. Why should we bow our heads?

If we bow our heads now, how will the Hong Kong government do anything in the future?

Grantham quickly came up with an idea and took two steps to first pick out the people trapped in Dragon City.

Once people come out, there will only be verbal sparring from now on.

In politics, the most fearless thing is verbal fighting, which is nothing more than mutual compromise.

Grantham immediately gave an order to the Tsim Sha Tsui military camp: "Bring out the police from the Kowloon Walled City."

"Remember, don't shoot unless the other party shoots."

"My dear, you go find Mrs. Jane now."

Grantham's eyes were a little deep: "Let's see if she can contact Senator Gao."

Looking around Hong Kong Island, Grantham suddenly found that there was no one among the older generation of Chinese representatives who could settle the current dispute.

Not even He Dong.

It seems that the rise of the younger generation is unstoppable.

Could it be that Gao Yao will be the leader?

Grantham suddenly became worried. Gao wanted this person to be a wolf and a hawk. If he controlled the Chinese situation, he might not be like a Chinese representative who was a comprador.

I'm afraid their demands will be quite different.

On this point, the judgments of Grantham, Keswick and others are consistent.

Only with the same heart can we have the same virtue.

Although Mr. Gao speaks fluent English, he did not start as a comprador, which is completely different from the previous Chinese representatives.

Since we don't rely on foreign companies to make a living, we naturally won't turn to foreigners.

(End of this chapter)