The police of Hong Kong comprehensive world

Mong Kok is a large courtyard with three entrances. In today's downtown area where Hong Kong Island's economy is booming and high-rise buildings are being built every day, it is possible to have such a courtyard left over from the past.

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The identity of the owner of this courtyard is naturally not low.

Entering the lobby of the courtyard for the third time, the doors and windows were closed. Sandalwood scented the room. At the location of the shrine, there were countless tablets placed on the inner and outer floors. At this time, a red light appeared in the incense burner.

Headed by three middle-aged men, there were more than a dozen men and women standing behind them, and there were even more people behind them. Many of them were crowded on both sides of the room because they couldn't stand in front of them.

Everyone looked very serious, and everyone held three lit incense sticks in their hands.

"Damn, it's so unlucky, two are long and one is short!"

In the apparently serious secret room, a discordant voice suddenly came to mind.

"Crow, do you know where this place is? Are you tired of living?"

After the first voice finished speaking, another man with long hair in the second row turned around and uttered harsh words to threaten the guy who was speaking not far away.

"Damn, pretty boy Nan, you think it's great that this is your Hongxing's cousin. If you hadn't asked for it this time, you'd think we wanted to come, right?"

But it was obvious that Nan, a handsome man with long hair, did not intimidate Dongxing Crow, who also had long hair and was tall.

If Zhang Pin were here, he would probably recognize him at a glance. This Dongxing Crow was Da Fei, the loan shark who had taken all the other party's deposits and left the safe to frame him.

No, it seems that Zhang Pin has never seen the other party in person, so it's hard to say whether he can recognize him or not.

"Alright, Haonan, let's pay our respects to the Patriarch first!"

Next to him, a middle-aged man who would have seemed more familiar if Zhang Pin was around spoke up. The man looked somewhat similar to He Wenzhan. This guy looked amiable, but he was actually Jiang Tiansheng, the leader of Hongxing, the largest club in Hong Kong.

He has experienced many ups and downs in Hongxing. Not only does he have high prestige within the society, but he is also somewhat thin-faced in front of the entire Hong Kong underworld.

Especially after Liangkun was killed by Zhang Pin and he came back to life, he changed his previous arrogant attitude and became low-key and restrained.

The handsome man he called to stop was Chen Haonan, the new leader of Hongxing Causeway Bay.

After Jiang Tiansheng spoke, neither Chen Haonan nor Crow Crow said anything else. Then, everyone present raised the incense in their hands with both hands.

Then they bowed down to worship in unison. Dozens of people in the room moved in unison. They looked solemn and solemn, but there was an extraordinary momentum in them.

After the worship, a fat man in the lead stepped forward first and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner. Then several old men with gray hair came forward. After they had placed the incense, it was Jiang Tiansheng's turn.

Then there is Dongxing’s leading camel, then He Liansheng’s leading one, and then...

According to their seniority and club size, everyone took turns walking to the incense burner in front of the row and inserting the incense into it one by one.

However, except for the people from Hongxing, everyone else went around in a circle and came to the most important person, the majestic Guan Erye. The gold is placed on the Hongmen seniors.

Due to the reputation of the Hongmen seniors, it was acceptable for people from other societies to pay homage to them, but it was obviously impossible to burn incense on Hong Xing's tablet at the same time.

So they finally chose a compromise plan and presented the incense to the idol worshiped by all members of the mixed society, Guan Erye.

"Okay, several uncles are here. Except for their own restaurant leaders, please go outside and wait for the other brothers. Haonan, you stay and refill tea for everyone."

Jiang Tiansheng waited until everyone had finished offering incense, and then began to clear out some junior people, including the heads of the twelve halls in Hongxing. In the end, he only left Chen Haonan, a junior.

Except for one uncle from Dongxing, only Luo Tuo was left. Luo Tuo thought about it at the end and left Smiling Tiger behind, asking him to help pour tea together.

"Everyone sit down!"

Uncle Deng is not young, especially with his bloated figure, but as a veteran of the club, everyone present must give him face.

In Hong Kong's mixed societies, the most important thing is to respect the seniors.

Because when the big bosses who once fought to the death to seize the territory found that they were no longer young when they took control of most of the power and resources, it was impossible for them to show off their ferocity and fight against the young people who were new to the industry.

And when they enjoyed great power, they gradually lost the courage to risk everything.

But it is obvious that they are not willing to give up everything they have worked hard for half a life, so they will no longer preach personal bravery within the club, but start to preach that they should respect their predecessors and listen to the experience of those who have been there.

After all, young people will grow old, but old people cannot become young. Even some guys who don't believe in this theory will gradually accept and understand this truth as they grow older after making a career.

As a result, this custom was passed down from generation to generation and was eventually respected by all societies.

Dumbledore is an excellent example. When he was young, he was the leader. When the election came, he wanted to run for re-election, but in the end he still failed to compete with the young people who had grown up.

So he had to abdicate with regret, because his strength was average and he posed no threat to the new leader. Instead, he survived many purges.

Just like this, more than ten years later, other senior members of the club died one by one due to various reasons. As a result, he became the oldest person in the Hong Kong club.

For this reason, later on, if major associations had any disputes or misunderstandings, they would like to call him to mediate when they felt that it was not worthwhile to go to war.

Because he has lived long enough and knows many people, Uncle Deng's status has become higher than when he was young. Although he is not powerful, major societies are happy to have such a person, and he is slowly taking advantage of him. , gradually grew up.

No, when major societies in Hong Kong encountered difficulties, large and small societies gathered together for meetings, and he became the host without hesitation.

“I must have known this well when I invited everyone here this time.”

"The head of the anti-gangster group of Wan Chai Police Station is dead. Hey, let him die. Everyone here, which society doesn't solve a few cases every year, but now it is no better than before. These media are too developed. What can we say about our society? Arranging people to join the police force and thereby colluding with both internal and external parties, I don’t know how much damage it will do to the reputation of the police force. But what I do know is that since the news came out, my place has been raided by the police three times a day, and I can no longer do business. "