I am lawless in Hong Kong

Chapter 117 Triad Society, Departure

If you have to use one word to describe Kowloon Walled City, then in the eyes of most people, Moku is the best synonym for it, strange and beautiful.

The history of humiliation makes it a no-nonsense zone. In a dark environment, it has become the best breeding ground for crimes, nourishing countless desperate devils.

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Inside the stockade, east of the city.

There is only a street as wide as a corridor, and the sewage is discharged from a high place, and the stench is unbearable. At the end of this floor, a dozen people guard the door of a room. .

In the room, in the main hall facing the door, several bigwigs were sitting at the tea table drinking tea.

From the order of the seats, we can tell the dignity and inferiority. The old man sitting in the first place in the middle is old, his hair is a little gray on his cheeks, and his plain white Tang suit makes him look extraordinary. Unfortunately, his life is not long, and the hand holding the teapot is in mid-air Shaking non-stop.

He coughed and coughed twice from time to time, holding a white silk scarf in his left hand and gently wiping the corner of his mouth, with a few drops of blood spreading.

"Uncle Wu, are you okay?" The man sitting on the left hurriedly stepped forward, took the teapot in his hand and poured tea for him, and asked concerned, with a worried look on his face, "Uncle Wu, I didn't say You, that Chinese medicine doctor in the west of the city knows nothing! You should really listen to me, and I will accompany you out of the village to see a big hospital outside?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man called Uncle Wu hadn't had time to reply.

The person below the man answered again: "Yes, Uncle Wu, what Ah Ying said is right, those poor guys in the west of the city are unreliable! Now there are western doctors out there, and they are very skilled. You should let them Ah Ying deserves you to check your body..."

The rest of the people present didn't answer, their faces were calm, but their hearts were full of ghosts.

Seeing someone agreeing with him, Ah Ying stepped up his offensive to persuade him: "Uncle Wu, look, Fen Jiba and I have the same thoughts, you should listen to persuasion..."

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Uncle Wu slapped the table angrily, and the tea on the table splashed, "Damn, do you think I'm an idiot? Going out of the city? I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I go out! This disease of labor and capital can survive even without medicine." several years!"

"Uncle Wu, you're joking. Western medicine's medical skills are definitely like this!" Ah Ying explained, stretching out his hand to give a thumbs up. I don’t dare to do anything to you, don’t worry, Uncle Wu, I’ve taken care of everything.”

"Hmph!" Uncle Wu snorted coldly, raised his brows with some cool whiteness, and said sharply: "Afraid of ghosts? When have you ever been afraid of me? Hehe... I'm afraid that someone will treat me while I'm not in the city wall Fire the black gun! What did you say, Ah Ying!"

As he spoke, he picked up the pipe from the table and held it in the palm of his hand, took two puffs vigorously, and stared disdainfully at Ah Ying who was saddling him.

Ah Ying's fingers hidden in the sleeves twitched twice, trying to hold back a smile: "Uncle Wu, what do you mean by that? Could it be that there are ghosts in our triad society?"

Uncle Wu slumped on the wooden chair, coughed, pointed at Ah Ying with a pipe and sneered, "That's what you said, Ah Ying, after so many years of Chinese New Year, you have finally gained some brains!"

"However, I see you, you are the inner ghost!"

"The back of the head is rebellious!"

Ah Ying's face instantly became unnatural, as if something had been poked into his heart, but he quickly adjusted his mood, "How could it be, Uncle Wu? Don't make fun of me..."

"Ticking you off? A joke! Do you know why I called you over today?" Uncle Wu's face became sharp instantly, he smashed the cigarette holder, and puffed out a cigarette, "Our triad, someone contacted the ghost Ah! As for the content of contacting Gui Lao, I don't know, everyone may wish to guess, what does this inner ghost want to do in collusion with Gui Lao?"

The faces of the people on both sides of the seat changed instantly, and they looked at each other.

And when Ah Ying heard Guilao's words, he was a little lost.

"Ah Ying, don't think that I don't know the outside news just because I'm sitting in the walled city! You've been in frequent contact with ghosts lately, don't you? Besides, a lot of new faces have come to the walled city recently!" Uncle Wu said coldly. He asked, even though he is old, he is still full of hostility, especially his old cloudy eyes, which seem to want to see through Ah Ying.

Ah Ying patted his head with his hands, and suddenly laughed brightly, his whole demeanor changed, he was no longer flattering just now, but became more confident.

He turned back to his seat, sipped some tea, and said with a smile, "Uncle Wu, I did contact Gui Lao, but they contacted me. Why, is there any problem?"

After hearing Ah Ying's explanation, the other bosses here couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the inner ghost that Uncle Wu said was Ah Ying, so it's all right!
If other people were in collusion with the ghost, they would really panic, but Ah Ying would not, because he was the least likely person to be in collusion with the ghost.

He is loyal to the Triad Society, no accident, after Uncle Wu abdicates, the virtuous position will probably be passed on to Ah Ying.

Uncle Wu knocked the ashes of his pipe on the corner of the table with an unkind expression, and said, "Our triads have rules, you can't mix with ghosts, you know it, tell me about it, Ah Ying, ghosts want you to do it." What?"

"Well, the ghost asked me to cooperate. They said they want the Kowloon Walled City to return to the arms of Her Majesty the Queen..." Ah Ying took out a cigar from his arms and bit it in his mouth, and said lightly: "They asked me to find a way to put Uncle Wu, if you do it, the Walled City and the Triad Society will be mine at that time. Let me cooperate with them to eliminate the three religions and nine streams in the Walled City from the inside out. Development and power in Xiangjiang."

"Damn it, I knew it, these ghosts are restless and kind!" Someone in the seat said angrily.

The Kowloon Walled City is their refuge, but it is also a thorn in the hearts of the ghosts and the police station. It seems that if you don't break it, your heart will ache...

Seeing Ah Ying being so honest, Uncle Wu couldn't help but soften his expression a lot. It seems that the news from his subordinate's eyeliner is accurate, but his right-hand man Ah Ying just didn't agree, otherwise, how could he tell the whole story?
It seems that he was thinking too much... He nodded his head and picked up the teacup, wiped the lid of the tea on the water, and lowered his head to drink the tea.

When he pouted and raised his head, his pupils shrank instantly, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and he shrank involuntarily to the back of the seat, "Ah Ying, you... what are you doing..."

Ah Ying stood up at some point, took out a gun from his arms and pointed it at Uncle Wu. Before Uncle Wu finished speaking, he pulled the trigger neatly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three shots in a row hit Uncle Wu's chest, blood spattered instantly, everyone in the room panicked instantly, before they could figure out what happened, a dozen or so people outside the room rushed in immediately, pointing their guns at him. Kill them, make them too scared to move.

Uncle Wu's constricted pupils gradually slackened, and his arms fell weakly in mid-air and swayed.

Ah Ying put down the hand holding the gun, took off the cigar in his mouth, looked at Uncle Wu's body and said lightly: "Uncle Wu, don't you laugh so early? Didn't you tell me before that you should not be too rampant?" , Who knows who will have the last laugh! I forgot to tell you just now, I agreed, I agreed to cooperate with the ghost!"

"Didn't you say that I was rebellious in the back of my head? Now it's okay. The labor and management turned the table upside down, and you can't laugh out loud! Haha, it's so funny, Uncle Wu!"

"I have to say, your old man is really accurate at seeing people!"

Ah Ying confided to the corpse unscrupulously, more like a mockery, when he was about to finish, he sighed, and said slowly: "Uncle, don't blame me, I am also doing it for the good of the triad, so I will continue to hide in the walled city. There is a way out! Besides, you are not in good health! How many times have I told you to quit early, quit early! But you don’t listen? What do you ask me to do? Damn, you said you can still be tough for a few more years, you How about me if I live a few more years? What should I do? Is it possible to serve you tea and water for a lifetime?"

"I'm not convinced!"

With that said, he came to Uncle Wu's corpse, pulled the corpse away, ignored the warm blood on the wooden chair, sat on it with his back against the back guard, put his hands on the armrests on both sides, and looked around The other bosses who were under the control of his subordinates closed their eyes and said intoxicatedly: "This feeling is so wonderful, Uncle, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day...It's really fascinating..."

Fen Jiba, who had helped him speak earlier, pointed at his nose and cursed angrily: "Ah Ying, do you still have the conscience to kill Uncle Wu? Even if you sit in this position, no one will obey you!"

"Conscience? What is conscience? People in the walled city, who has such a thing?" Ah Ying opened his eyes and smiled disdainfully, "Besides, what the hell do you have to say about me, Fenjiba! We all Fans, do fans have a conscience? How dare you mention it!"

"I'm going to Nima, A Yingzai! Hurry up and kill the elder brother, you will be destroyed!" Fen Jiba shouted with red eyes, wishing to slash him ten thousand times.

Ah Ying was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he winked at his opponent.

"Oh!"

A gunshot ended Fen Jiba's life. Ah Ying looked around at the others and asked harshly, "Now, let me ask you, who agrees and who opposes Fang Yinglong as the leader?"

"I agree with..."

"I agree……"

With the first one to express their opinion, the others also echoed. Now that things are going on, revenge for Uncle Wu is bullshit.
"I don't want my brothers to know that I, Chen Yinglong, killed Uncle Wu. Do you know how to do it?" Chen Yinglong asked with a smile while playing with a pistol.

A middle-aged man with mischievous eyebrows rolled his eyes, and he said: "Uncle Wu was killed by Fen Jiba, Fen Jiba was killed by you, you have avenged Uncle Wu! Sitting on the leader is also a legitimate thing... ..."

This move is damaging enough, poisonous enough, and ruthless enough!

Chen Yinglong clapped his hands and clapped his hands...

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The open door was facing a room on the opposite side, only ten meters away from where Chen Yinglong and the others were discussing.

Half of the windows in the room were hastily closed, and a pale young man leaned his back against the wall, sweating profusely.

From the time he heard the gunshots, he could see everything that happened in that room, because it was night now, and the internal structure of the Kowloon Walled City, even in the daytime, was still illuminated by lights.

In the room where Chen Yinglong was, the white light was more eye-catching than the dim yellow light.

The young man got up and locked the door, ran to the head of the bed, opened the bedding first, picked up a pistol and put it in his arms.

Then he came to another window of the house, opened the window, climbed out with ease, stepped on the balcony downstairs, and... soon jumped to the corridor on the bottom floor, and left in a hurry .

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01:30am.

The rain in the sky became heavier, and the torrential rain poured down. The father of thunder and the mother of lightning beat gongs and drums, and the muffled sound of thunder exploded in the ears.

Outside the Kowloon Walled City, the already desolate land was washed by the rain and was extremely muddy and difficult to walk on.

Cars can easily get stuck in wet mud and spin around in place.

The black Mercedes-Benz stopped, and Chachai ran out first and opened the door with an umbrella. Di Luo got out of the car without haste, a cigarette in his mouth, and looked up at the Kowloon Walled City not far away. It was really magnificent. !

He said to Wu Shihao who was getting off from the car behind him: "Notify brothers, everyone is copying guys, get out of the car!"

In about 5 minutes, all the brothers who came got out of the car and gathered together. In the dark night of the early morning, under the flickering of thunder from time to time, the knives and guns in their hands were particularly dazzling.

Di Luo took the small horn handed over by Sha Qiang, and stood upright under the black umbrella: "Brothers, remember, don't be afraid after entering the city! If you are afraid, you will lose, and you will lose forever! Besides, this time, It is very likely that you will lose your life! Please, everyone, think about gold, think about women, what reason is there not to overthrow the rotten boys in the walled city, and try to survive?"

"Look, this long-abandoned land under our feet is their cemetery tonight! We don't just want to beat them down, we want to drive them out! Let them know that Xiangjiang can only have one Only the name can call the wind and rain, the temple of wealth!!!”

Speaking of this, he took out a pistol from his waist, pointed at the rain curtain and fired twice, and laughed wantonly: "Did you see it? Even God is helping us!!!"

"Brothers who have been given guns, don't give labor and management a bullet tonight! Kill them all!"

"The thunder will help us cover up the gunshots, the heavy rain will help us wash away the blood on our new homeland, and the knives and guns in our hands will help us conquer the enemy!"

"This is the beginning of a new era, and we are about to make history, the beginning!"

The pre-war mobilization had a good effect. The brothers roared in the heavy rain, and the adrenaline was stimulated faster in the thunderstorm night. Coupled with these bold words and the Kowloon Walled City not far away, they instantly became full of fighting spirit.

Di Luo threw away the black umbrella that Chachai was holding, pulled out the triangular army thorn from the scabbard, wiped the blood on it with his fingertips, sniffed it, then turned and shouted at his brothers: "Let's go!"

"Tonight, the Kowloon Walled City has changed hands, and blood is flowing like a river. After the thunderstorm subsides tomorrow morning, when the dawn rises, I want to see the flag of the Temple of Fortune flying over the Walled City!"

"Open up!"

"Open up!"

"Open up!"

"..."

With a roar, I remembered that a group of dwarf mules formed a rogue organization, which was as majestic as an army, and each of them ran in the rainy night with a serious face.

(End of this chapter)