Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Officer Chen." When Qian Weishan saw the two men walking towards him, he stepped forward to pass a cigarette and said hello. He Dingxian saw them

One person was carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and both had weapons on their waists. The corners of their clothes were lifted just enough to reveal the cold handles of their guns, and they were identified as plainclothes police officers.

Officer Chen put away the cigarette and nodded: "Officer Qian is here to collect the fees?"

Qian Weishan smiled and said, "Yes."

Officer Chen looked back at the gaming table and sneered: "Be careful, let's go first."

"Slow down, Officer Chen!" Qian Weishan nodded and bowed, and suddenly there was an exclamation in front of the gambling table. Hearing that the dice party won again, he lost hundreds of thousands in just half a day, and Hei Xinhua's eyes turned red after losing. He slapped his palms on the table and cursed angrily: "You're a bunch of losers, I'll shake the cup myself!"

He lifted up the cuffs of his black shirt and looked at the white-haired gambler. When he was about to walk up to the gaming table, his younger brother pulled his arm again: "Brother Hua, here comes the fee collector."

"Fuck you, didn't you just pay the money?" Hei Xinhua threw off his younger brother's sleeves, turned around and shouted: "Which company is here again!"

"It's in military uniform." Fat Face replied.

Hei Xinhua raised his eyes and saw two men in green uniforms in front of him. He raised a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth and said, "It turns out they are gay men (a common name for uniformed policemen in old Hong Kong)."

"Let them wait. I've already lost my pants. What can I do to them?"

Hei Xin Hua shouted loudly, and Qian Weishan's expression immediately turned ugly. He pulled out a wooden stick and pointed it at him and shouted: "Hei Xin Hua, it is the rule to turn in the numbers when opening a gambling stall!"

"The rules are too strict. Don't even think about gambling without paying."

Never mind the southern Guangdong dice party, even if the God of Gamblers comes, TMD will still have to deal with it.

The police don't care whether you win or lose.

But Hei Xinhua was so angry that he smashed the dice cup, raised his hand and cursed: "I just took out a stick and wanted to collect money. Who do you think you are?"

"Do you know that all of you errands rely on us to support you? If you feed a dog a bone, the dog will wag its tail, don't you think so?" Hei Xinhua spread his hands, and the boys around him burst into laughter, even the ones at the gambling table. The listeners also smiled.

The bad boys of Dongying Club present had their arms secretly hidden behind their backs, holding the wooden handles of their knives.

The Ting Sicang party also used their colors in private and secretly touched their weapons.

When Qian Weishan saw that the target of the attack was turned towards him, he immediately noticed that the atmosphere in the field had changed drastically. His face became tense and he shouted: "Hei Xinhua, don't be too arrogant!"

Hei Xinhua left the gambling game behind, walked around the table, walked forward step by step, came to the two of them and patted Qian Weishan's cheek with his hand: "Damn it, what do you want? If you piss me off, believe it or not, I'll strip you. Skin!"

"I'll attack your mother!"

Qian Weishan cursed loudly.

He Dingxian bent down, drew out the weapon, and immediately flicked it up again. In less than three seconds, the cold muzzle of the gun was already pressed against Hei Xinhua's chin.

Hei Xinhua's chin was stared at so hard that he couldn't help but raise his neck by two points. He lowered his eyes to look at the newcomer in front of him, and said with a trembling body: "You little brat, you want to scare me with a gun? You want to?" You can't use a black gun to collect money, at least wait until you put on plain clothes!"

"I got Master Fu's approval to open a gambling stall in Shanghai Street. If you don't know who Master Fu is..."

However, He Dingxian turned on the safety and sneered: "The police will never have black guns in their hands. Why don't you understand this? Let your people disperse."

Hei Xinhua raised his right arm and waved. At this time, more than 30 gangsters from the Dongying Society in the gambling stall had drawn out their machetes and gathered around the two of them. Seven people from the Dice Party also drew out their pistols, hid in the corner, and were about to leave quietly. . Seeing this, the gangsters slowly put down their knives, but their eyes were fixed on the newcomer.

court death!

This rush to the street is really looking for death!

Qian Weishan was also startled by He Dingxian's actions, but considering that there was no gambling table nearby, putting a gun under the opponent's head was another option.

Still able to bear it!

He Dingxian turned around and said, "Collect the money."

"ah?"

Qian Weishan was stunned.

"Since someone refuses to give, we will collect it ourselves and take away all the money on the gambling table." He Dingxian shouted: "This is the rule!"

"Oh." Qian Weishan did not have leadership skills, so he subconsciously followed Xin Ding's words and went up to collect the chips on the gambling table.

Although there are not many chips left on the gambling table, the chips are at least tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, which is enough to cover the legal fees and make some profit.

Hei Xinhua stared at him and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, you are so classy! If you don't look up, I hope you will be careful when walking at night."

He Dingxian also showed a smile: "I'm just here to work, but you are so cool that I really can't help but crush you. By the way, your name is Hei Xinhua, right?"

"Yes!" Hei Xinhua gritted his teeth again and put down his cruel words: "Young man, you have to pay back when you come out to fool around. Don't think you are powerful enough to hold a gun against me now. You'd better think about some things clearly!"

"Everyone says that there is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. Your name is Hei Xinhua, so you must be very black-hearted." He Dingxian's eyes were suppressed with anger, and his heart was filled with cruelty. Why did he always feel like someone was forcing him to do something! Why are you forcing me?

Hei Xin Huaque swallowed his saliva, and suddenly there was a palpitation in his chest, and he changed his words: "Maybe we can turn the war into friendship. You take away the gambling money on the table and treat it as a rule. Since everyone is a promiscuous person, it doesn't matter. If we don’t know each other, in the future..."

"Bang!" He Dingxian suddenly pulled the trigger. The muzzle of the gun was pressed against his chin and a bullet penetrated Tianling Gai directly. A mist of blood suddenly spattered in the place.

Brother Dahua, who was shouting and shouting before entering, immediately turned into a corpse and fell straight to the ground.

"I came out to fool around and have no intention of paying it back."

He twisted up the corner of his clothes and wiped the blood stains on his face, held the gun in one hand to control the situation, and said to everyone again: "I don't like talking to the dead."

Everyone present was stunned by the gunshots, and the Dice Party did not hesitate to draw their guns and shoot down five roadblocks, and ran out of the gambling stall without looking back.

Qian Weishan was holding a bag of money in his hand, standing next to the corpse with a stiff expression, and his tone was trembling: "Death, a dead person..."

"The police conducted a routine inspection and found an underground gambling stall. It was sealed according to Hong Kong Island's gambling prohibition regulations. The gambling stall holder openly resisted arrest with weapons. The police fought back with a black gun and successfully killed a criminal. Is there any problem, sir? !" He Dingxian shouted.

Qian Weishan's teeth chattered and he hesitated: "No, no problem."

He Dingxian strode forward with his gun raised: "I still have seven bullets in my gun, and I can write seven more names on the case report. I wonder if there are enough seven big bosses from Dongying Society to collect the bullets!"

When He Dingxian took a step forward, the gangsters took a step back in fear. It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the gambling stall with their heads held high that He Dingxian put away his gun and said, "It seems it's not enough."

"Let's go!" He acted decisively, with a sharp tone, and immediately ran out of Xinsheng Building with Chief Qian. Qian Weishan breathed in the fresh air on the street, and his heart relaxed, and he shouted nervously: "He Dingxian, you You're in big trouble! Give me the gun back right now, and I'll tell the commander that for the sake of the fee, Commander Chen might be able to keep you alive."

A gun is a kind gun in the hands of a kind person; in the hands of an evil ghost, it is a life-threatening Yama.

Of course He Dingxian would not return the gun to him, but continued to hide the gun under his leg and said loudly: "If I get into trouble, of course I have to prepare something to defend myself. The gun will be sent to me first. You go and talk to Chief Chen." Say, I’ll go home first.”

Thinking that his family was innocent, Qian Weishan nodded and agreed: "Okay!