The Lord of the World Begins from the Siheyuan

The eighth day of the new year.

Central, the office of the chairman of Xingchen Company.

Li Ming and Lou Xiao'e were listening to their uncle who had just returned tell them about their business trip.

Ring ring ring ring ring.

The phone on the table rang suddenly.

Lou Xiao'e was startled a little, but quickly answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Chairman? I'm Tang Hongde."

Lou Xiao'e felt something was up when she heard the voice, "It's me. What's the matter?"

Manager Tang Hongde of Mars Trading said tremblingly: "I am inspecting the company's supply points, and there is a big brother who wants to be an agent for our company's noodles."

Inexplicably, Lou Xiao'e asked: "Have you been caught?"

Li Ming stood up and took the phone.

The more Tang Hongde talked, the smoother he got, "I'm at the supply point on Tamson Road in Wan Chai. They asked me to agree to the agency rights, otherwise they wouldn't allow delivery."

Li Ming asked: "Are they looking for an excuse to increase the fees?"

Generally, gangs will charge more fees for prosperous shops in their territory that do well.

In this day and age, female bosses don’t feel powerful enough. When Tang Hongde heard the male voice, he felt that he had found his backbone.

"Director Li! I've already asked. They don't want a raise, they want to take over the agency."

Li Ming made a decision immediately: "The only way to deal with such a ungrateful person is to teach him a lesson. I will bring someone over right away."

There was no use talking anymore, so Li Ming hung up the phone and left immediately.

Tang Hongde wanted to say something else, "Hello? Hello!" He hung up too quickly, right?

There were a lot of gangsters standing inside and outside the store. The leader, a short man named Da Ma, was sitting on an office chair with a straight face. "What did your boss say?"

Tang Hongde smiled apologetically and said, "The boss said he would be here soon."

The younger brother in charge of the care poked Tang Hongde with a wooden stick and said, "Boss, this person is dishonest."

"The first call was answered by a female chairman, asking him if he was being controlled."

"Then a male Director Li answered the phone and said he was bringing someone over to teach my brother a lesson."

The short man said with a deadpan smile: "It's okay, let them bring people here. I, the short boy Zhou, am not scared. We cut these streets one by one."

The younger brother with a paler face suggested: "Boss, why don't you call in more people? Let's build up the momentum."

Shorty Zhou didn't reply and asked Tang Hongde first, "How many security guards does your company have?"

If there weren't a few security guards, Shorty Zhou wouldn't bother calling anyone. It would be nice if he could save a little on the appearance fee.

Tang Hongde glanced at the several security guards and salesmen who had been beaten in the store. In order to avoid being severely beaten, he honestly confessed: "There are 50 security guards in total."

Shorty Zhou is smart enough to occupy a few streets in Wan Chai. "Can we all come here?"

Tang Hongde shook his head and said: "No. There are many security guards assigned to Kowloon. There are three security guards at each supply point. One security guard accompanies the salesman to deliver the goods and collect the accounts, and two security guards guard the supply point."

We gathered people from Kowloon to come over by boat and they wouldn't be able to get there for a while.

Shorty Zhou pointed at several younger brothers with his fingers and ordered:
"You, you, you, you guys, go find Ah Hai and Ah Rong, and call more people over."

"Okay, boss." The younger brothers who were named quickly set off.

Shorty Zhou thought that only 10 or 20 people could come to the Mars Trading Company. When the time comes, we would have the strength of numbers here and we would definitely win!
According to the routine of gang fighting at this time, this arrangement is not wrong.

Gang fights are nothing like those shown in TV series, with hundreds or even thousands of people slashing with knives on the street.

In fact, most of the time it’s just about the number of people, the discipline of standing, and the momentum, and then the bosses bang the table and throw the cup.

Those who can really fight are usually a dozen or dozens of people, and it is very rare to have hundreds of people.

These gangs are often said to have tens of thousands of people, 10,000+ people.

In fact, most people just hang their names there and usually go to work.

There are not many real backbone elements.

At this time, the population of Hong Kong City was 360 million, excluding half of the women, leaving 180 million men.

From 1954 to 1960, the birth rate in Hong Kong City was between 3.5% and 3.9%. Like the mainland, the number of newborns was overwhelming.

There are 14 million people under the age of 148, half of which are 74 males.

Excluding people over 60 years old (people with poor nutrition will obviously start to lose physical strength at the age of 55), and only 80 to 90 men are left.

There are so many gangs, large and small, that if you put their numbers together, it's equivalent to every man belonging to a gang.

To put it bluntly, the gangs in Hong Kong City at this time were actually hometown associations and fellow villagers' associations with force.

He Shenghe (Shenghe), the main members at this time are Hakka and Weitou people (She Lao, the aboriginal people).

He Anle (Shui Fang), the main members at this time were from Siyi (Kaiping, Enping, Taishan, Xinhui).

Hehetu (Hetao, Hard Shell) are mainly from Sanyi (Nanhai, Panyu, Shunde).

The main members of Xin Ngee Ann and others are the Hok Lao people from Chaozhou.

14k is loose, and the word piles below are also grouped together.

For the sake of profit, there are internal conflicts from time to time.

If ownership is differentiated by region, the problem of mergers is inevitable.

The same area is also subdivided into counties and cities. There are also townships and villages below the counties, and the villages can also be divided into descendants of different grandfathers.

It's a damn thing if it's not chaotic.

This is also the reason why gangs cannot be eliminated.

Everyone else sticks together, and those who don’t stick together will definitely suffer.

Bad money drives out good money.

Gang bosses who seek trouble after receiving fees are also bad currency.

Gang bosses who adhere to rules will take the initiative to keep things peaceful and ensure that the merchants in their territory are not harassed by local gangsters.

Li Ming never expected everyone to follow the rules.

It's so good that there's no room for gangs to exist.

We were about to arrive at our destination, and the uncle who accompanied us once again advised, "Xiao Ming, let's call more security before we go!"

"You can't beat four punches with both hands. Those people won't follow you in a one-on-one fight and will definitely beat you up in a group."

Li Ming brought a short wooden stick, "Brother, don't worry."

"I called you here to open your eyes, and I won't let you rush forward and get beaten."

The eldest uncle obviously didn't believe it, so he warned: "Xiao Ming, let's talk more politely later, and wait until our security guards come to support us before we fall out with each other."

The taxi driver who heard this all the way stopped and said politely: "Two gentlemen, we have arrived."

Li Ming gave a 5-yuan note and said, "No need to look for it." Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

My uncle followed me out of the car quite helplessly.

The taxi driver stopped and didn't drive away. He just heard it on the road and knew that this handsome guy who spent a lot of money was going to fight.

For the sake of 5 yuan, the driver thought that he could take the handsome boy to the hospital in time, which would be considered a reward.

The starting price of a taxi is HKD 1, and we haven’t even traveled 2 kilometers yet, so 5 of the 4 HKD is a tip.

Lou Xiao'e was left in the company by Li Ming. He only had banknotes and no coins, so it was not suitable for him to ask his uncle to pay the bill.

The lowest denomination banknote issued in Hong Kong City is HKD 5. The HKD 60 banknote, which has been out of circulation since 1, is no longer common in the market.

Li Ming, who was very generous, had already stood at the gate of his supply point.The eldest uncle stood beside him very nervously.

Tang Hongde from Mars Trading was first surprised and then surprised when he saw the two bosses. Why didn't he bring security?

Director Li's suggestion to 'bring someone here immediately' ended up bringing only part-time Director Lou. Could it be that he had changed his mind and came to negotiate?

Tang Hongde, who was thinking a thousand times, shouted together with the salesman and others: "Director Li, Director Lou."

Li Ming nodded, looking mainly at the short man sitting on the office chair. The other seven or eight people were standing. It was obvious that the person sitting was the leader.

Shorty Zhou stood up and asked, "Are you the boss of this company?"

Li Ming didn't answer and asked instead: "You don't follow the rules and you still want to cause trouble for us after collecting the fees?"

When Shorty Zhou came to look for trouble, he also made a good excuse, "You deliberately concealed the fact that your business is booming in order to pay less fees."

"If everyone follows your example, why don't we have to hand in the numbers?"

"I have to set a rule for you!"

Li Mingcai was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he just made sure he found the wrong person and swung his short stick twice.

"Stop talking nonsense. My time is precious. Come on together."

One of the long-haired boys wanted to show off, "Boy, you are so crazy!"

As soon as he rushed to Li Ming's side, his leg bone was broken by a stick. The long-haired boy who was already lying on the ground hugged his leg, "Ah! My leg is broken!"

In the flash of lightning, a large group of people could not see clearly.

The idea stuck, and Shorty Zhou shouted: "Everyone come together!"

Just like the younger brother who came out just now, several people, including Short Boy Zhou Quan, had their hands and feet broken by Li Ming and lay on the ground screaming.

My uncle's eyes were wide open and he couldn't see anything clearly, but the result was good and his brother-in-law didn't lie.

When the taxi driver saw this, his jaw almost dropped. It turned out that the handsome guy was not bragging on the road, but he could really fight. He drove away quickly.

Those bad guys with broken legs might not pay for the ride to the hospital.

The fight was over, and the people who stopped on the road to watch the excitement quickly fled. People in the store next door hurriedly retreated to their own stores to avoid unnecessary disasters.

Tang Hongde, the salesperson, and security guards in the store were also shocked.

It turns out that Director Li is so good at fighting!

Tang Hongde immediately ran to Director Li and said: "Hello, Director Li. Hello, Director Lou."

"They have four more people going to call people. It seems that there are quite a lot of people to call."

When I heard that there were a lot of people, my uncle was a little nervous. No matter how hard my brother-in-law could fight, he would still have limited manpower.

Li Ming said indifferently: "It's okay. I can kill as many as you come."

"You take our people to the hospital to deal with the injuries first. Director Lou and I will deal with it here."

The eldest uncle felt confident again, raising his head and chest, as if he had participated in the beating just now.

Tang Hongde responded quickly: "Okay, I will take them to the hospital right now."

The salesmen and security guards are all young people with a lot of blood.

"Director Li, I am not injured. I will fight with you to the end."

"Me too! It's just a scratch on the skin. Just wait until you get home from get off work and apply some medicinal wine on it."

"I was bullied by many of them just now. I feel very aggrieved. I want to fight back."

If a person is beaten, he will definitely want to take revenge. It seems that his own side is ridiculously strong and has high morale.

Li Ming smiled and agreed: "That's okay. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell us at any time. After the incident is over, go to the hospital for a check-up, and the company will reimburse you."

"Thank you, Director Li." Several people thanked him quickly.

Li Ming turned to his uncle and said, "Brother, would you like to say hello to the detective here first?"

My uncle, who has been responsible for handling these relationships, said, "I'm going to make a phone call."

Tang Hongde said stubbornly: "Dr. Lou, please come here. Our phones are all charged, and the phone company gave us priority to install them. The call sound is clear."

Li Ming didn't move. He had already detected that a group of more than 10 people had arrived at the corner.

"Boss!" The sharp-eyed boy saw the short boy Zhou lying on the ground.

More than a dozen boys rushed over, "Boss!" "Boss, how are you?"

Li Ming seemed to have nothing to do with him and said: "The one on the ground is under special care. His limbs have been broken. He probably won't get better in this life."

"Hurry up and choose a new boss, otherwise the territory will be swallowed up by others."

The words were shocking, and the leading boy had some thoughts.

The short boy Zhou said angrily: "Ah Hai! Ah Rong! Don't listen to his nonsense."

"This kid is the one who injured me. Kill him for me!"

Several people from Mars Trading Company were already on guard at the door of the store, holding wooden sticks tightly.

The uncle was on the phone while looking at the situation outside the store.

Li Ming said nonchalantly: "I heard that several groups of you are coming over. I don't want to fight one wave after another. How about we wait until you are all here before starting the fight?"

Being ridiculed, Ah Rong's mind was full of enthusiasm and he wanted to step forward to prove himself, "Boy, you are so arrogant!"

Ah Hai was obviously a smart person, so he pulled Ah Rong and asked, "Which road does this brother belong to?"

Li Ming praised: "Finally, there is a smart person."

"The last time I heard the words 'this brother', I seemed to have punched some people at the wholesale fruit market in Kwun Tong."

The short boy Zhou on the ground said in shock: "It's you!"

Ah Hai blurted out and shouted: "Broken leg Yama!" He was secretly glad that he had the chance to ask more questions.

Ah Rong thanked his good brother in his heart for giving him a hand, otherwise he would be a "broken leg" from now on.

Li Ming said depressedly: "Who gave me such an unpleasant nickname?"

Ah Hai lowered his eyebrows and said: "It's the news from Jiulong. I don't know your name, so we just followed them and shouted like this."

There is a rumor in the world that the "Broken Leg Yama" single-handedly challenged more than 100 people, and all of the more than 100 people had their legs broken.

Originally, gangsters were all competitive people, so they didn't quite believe this somewhat false rumor.

But the 'Broken Leg Yama' doesn't grab territory, doesn't make a name for itself, and doesn't need to brag about its achievements.

Mr. Kwok, who was beaten, did not come forward to deny it. Instead, he helped to exaggerate to cover up his own incompetence.

Captain Jia Guijia said it well, "This time it's not that we are too cowardly, but that the Eighth Route Army is too powerful." '

There were a lot of onlookers at the fight at the Kwun Tong Wholesale Fruit Market. In order to show off, everyone spoke out.

This makes other gangsters believe it even if they don't believe it.

When you are on the road, in addition to being brave and ruthless, you also need to recruit people to show off your talents.

This kind of fierce guy who doesn't want to grab territory will fight to the end only if he is mentally ill.

Not to mention that Ahai's people who know current affairs are heroes.

Even short boy Zhou who was lying on the ground begged for mercy.

"Boss, I was wrong! I couldn't see Taishan."

"It's all because I was possessed by a ghost and offended you. I'll pay you! I don't have 100 million, I have [-], and I'll pay you all!"

Hate it or not, it doesn't matter, short boy Zhou begged for mercy incoherently just to keep his current territory.

In the case of Mr. Kwok in Kwun Tong, Shorty Zhou felt that he would not be held accountable if he lost money.

Things took a 180-degree turn. Although Tang Hongde and others from Mars Trading Company didn't know what was going on, they also knew that Director Li seemed to have a very famous name. (End of chapter)