Hong Kong Island Old Events

Portland Street.

Da Xia was holding a toothpick in his mouth and wearing an undershirt, sitting at a table in a tea restaurant. He had just eaten and drank enough, took out two Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, and was about to pay the bill and leave.

Yan Xiong walked into the restaurant with several plainclothes men, came to the dining table and stood up, holding a gun in one hand and looking down at the prawns.

"boom!"

The rolling shutter door of the restaurant was pulled down, and the restaurant fell into darkness. Daxia looked up at the person in front of him, spit out the toothpick, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Brother Xiong!"

Four plainclothes men suddenly drew their guns, and fire burst out in the darkness: "Bang, bang, bang!"

Gunfire suddenly rang out.

The three Yiqun brothers sitting next to them had no time to react and were shot to the ground immediately. The surviving prawn swallowed his saliva, froze in his chair and said, "What's going on?"

Wan Chai.

In a tenement building.

Yan Xiong turned on the water pipe in the bathroom, put his hands into the porcelain basin, and rinsed them with water back and forth. The porcelain basin was suddenly stained red.

Then, he picked up a handful of water and wiped his face clean, then tore off a piece of paper towel, wiped his face and hands, his movements a little disgusting, but his expression was accustomed to it.

When he walked out of the bathroom, he looked up and saw two figures hanging from the beams. In the small 300-foot room, blood was sputtering and flowing on the sofa, curtains, floor, and ceiling.

Yan Xiong pointed at one of them, and the man who was swinging the stick stopped immediately, took out a dagger and cut off the rope: "Oh no."

"Bang!"

A figure hit the ground hard, making a slight grunting sound. He even rolled back and forth without the strength, but his body left a blood mark on the tiles.

Yan Xiong took out his gun without hesitation, pointed it at the figure's head, and pulled the trigger: "Bang!"

The bullet penetrated the skull and spurted out a large amount of blood. The person who was shot did not even move, and his body was weak and paralyzed on the ground.

"Young man!!!"

Da Xia was hung on the beam, twisting his body, roaring loudly, struggling to rush forward, and kept yelling: "Killer, you are so inhumane!"

"If you go to the eighteenth level of hell, your whole family will die!"

Da Xia's body was only slightly bruised, and he was not tortured. Instead, he watched helplessly as his brother was tortured until he had only one breath left, and was shot to death in the end!

"I don't know when my whole family will be dead, but you're almost here!" Yan Xiong held a gun in one hand, grabbed the prawn's hair with the other, grabbed the prawn's head in front of his face, and said angrily: "Speak!"

"Where are Wu Shihao's goods!"

Daxia looked at him with hatred: "I don't know!"

Yan Xiong chuckled lightly, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, because I don't intend to kill just one of your family members. It's just that you two brothers who are in the world together should die first, and the rest are your sixteen-year-old cousin who is not in the world." "

"The one who is in love with She Zaiming, wouldn't it be wonderful if he was sold to the stable by Snake Zaiming?"

The prawn was trembling all over.

Yan Xiong added: "That uncle from the same clan who lives in Kowloon Tong raised you for half a year when you were a child. The one you have to visit every festival. His life is almost over, and he will be thrown into the kennel because of you."

"Are you inhumane?"

Da Xia said: "None of them are Jianghu people. The most inhumane one is you!"

Yan Xiong nodded: "Yes, I am very inhumane, but what can you do to me?"

He let go of the prawn's head, spit hard, and threatened: "I have done a lot of inhumane things in my life, but do you know how I can stand here! Because, those who eat the emperor's salary will be loyal to the emperor. I don’t have any great skills, but no matter who is on my head, I will definitely obey!”

"Whatever the boss wants me to do, I will do it even if I don't do anything. If you kill me, I won't do anything the boss doesn't want me to do. So, I'm better than you, silly boy. Unlike you, you just rely on the boss." You were given a chance to become prosperous, but you did things behind the boss’s back. Who gave you the courage?”

Da Xia's chest rose and fell violently, and his mind was not at peace.

Yan Xiong said: "The entire Yiqun is supported by the big boss. The big boss can make you all collapse with just one word. Do you really think that the big boss needs evidence to do things? I will arrest you, have I got the evidence? Tell me, If you say it, you will still die, but if you don't say it, you will first watch all your relatives in the world die in front of you, and then you will die last!"

"How many can you hold?"

Yan Xiong sneered: "Don't waste your life in vain."

To another person, this statement might be considered bluffing, but Yan Xiong definitely means what he says. This is the special value of villains in violent institutions.

It can save a lot of processes.

And once you plan to be a bad person, you must be evil until you die.

As long as you fail to do what you say once, no one will be afraid again!

The main thing is credibility!

Da Xia was obviously frightened by Yan Xiong's threat. When he saw that Yan Xiong had finished smoking a cigarette and his patience was almost exhausted, he quickly shouted: "Fruit bar!"

"The goods are in the fruit column!"

Yan Xiong chuckled: "How to transport the goods and how many people are involved, let's explain it bit by bit."

The two brothers, Big Xia and Xiao Xia, are actually a tough guy, otherwise Xiao Xia wouldn't have said anything until his death. However, Yan Xiong was ordered by the big boss, which invisibly foreshadowed the ending.

Da Xia has been loyal enough until now. When he started talking, he knew everything and said immediately: "Brother Hao, Mu Dan, A Ming and others are all involved. The goods are in the freezer of Yau Ma Tei Fruit Co., Ltd., and they are packed in The fruits are transported into the port in a package and then delivered to Chao Yiyong’s powder stall for bulk cargo.”

Yan Xiong listened carefully to the situation.

"Brother Xian, that's it." He sat on the sofa and picked up a phone, dialed the officer's phone number, and relayed the message again. After hanging up the phone, he stood up, looked at Da Xia and laughed out loud: "Forget it. You are lucky, Brother Xian sent you a message to send you away from Hong Kong, thinking that he would spare your life for the sake of sending you personally to Brother Hao."

As long as Ah Hao went astray in this matter, all the brothers in the shop would be accomplices. Da Ha was an old brother of the Shek Kip Mei movie shop back in the day. There was some kind of friendship, so a few subordinates put Da Ha down. Unexpectedly, , the prawn roared and rushed towards Yan Xiong, but Yan Xiong picked up a steel pipe nearby and knocked him down with a stick on his knees.

"Brother Xiong, Brother Xiong." Several subordinates took out their guns and pointed at the people on the ground, asking questions.

Yan Xiong waved his hand and said, "Those who the officer says to be released must be released."

"But!" He changed the topic and suddenly chopped Daxia's knee hard. The knee, which had been shattered by the steel pipe, suddenly felt a sharp pain. Daxia covered his right leg and screamed.

Yan Xiong said: "It's okay to cripple one of his legs."

The subordinates silently put down their guns after hearing this. Wu Shihao received the news as soon as Da Xia and Xiao Xia disappeared. The main reason was that the police did not do anything particularly covert. Although they took the people away, the bodies of the dead followers were still there. exist.

But because Yan Xiong hid the prawns and small shrimps very well, Wu Shihao only knew that his two henchmen were caught, but he didn't know who did it.

Thousands of brothers in Yiqun have been looking for news on the streets, but no news has come out from any club.

In Kowloon Tong, Wu Shihao was wearing a white suit and standing in front of the window, smoking cigarettes one after another. He looked very impetuous.

"The longer time passes and the less news there is, the more likely it is that the police did it!"

Mudan smoked a cigarette, sat on the armrest of the sofa, and comforted softly: "Yiqun started quickly, so many people are jealous. Chao Yiyong is now selling fans, and the Ma brothers are also very angry. It may not be the police force."

"If you are worried, you can go to Haojiang first to avoid the limelight."

Wu Shihao shook his head: "If you can hide for a while, you can hide for a lifetime."

"If it was the Ma brothers who did it, they would definitely call and negotiate. If it was another society, what's the point of taking away the two Daxia brothers?" In fact, Wu Shihao was already very sure.

At this time, three cars stopped at the door of the tenement building. A team of members of the crime team pushed the door open and got out of the car, blocking the door with guns drawn.

He Dingxian was wearing a suit, opened the car door, stamped his leather shoes vigorously, and strode into the building. The iron door of the tenement building was not locked at all. The Yiqun brothers who were guarding the building quickly got out of the way when the big boss appeared, and the journey was smooth. .

When he came to the living room on the second floor of the tenement building, Wu Shihao was already sitting on the coffee table, making tea with a calm expression, and said, "Brother Xian, have some tea."

"good."

He Dingxian came to the coffee table and sat down. Yan Xiong, Chen Zichao, and A Gui stood at the door with guns on guard, staring directly at Wu Shihao.

Wu Shihao brought a cup of tea to him and said, "Did you take away the two prawn brothers?"

He Dingxian admitted frankly: "Ask a few words."

Ah Hao stared at him: "Brother Xian, others can do it, but I can't do it?"

He Dingxian sighed: "I once regarded you as a brother."

"Brother?" Wu Shihao chuckled, suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist, pointed it at the woman beside him, and fired a gunshot: "Bang!"

Mudan was killed with one shot.

Without looking at the woman he killed with his own hands, he grabbed the gun tightly and shouted loudly: "In this world, even husband and wife can't trust each other. How can you trust them? Brothers, where do brothers come from in the world!"

"This damn 38, deliberately hooked up with me, then killed Chen Shijiu, and forced me to sell fans. He just wanted to step on my head and get the upper hand. Today I will kill her first to apologize to the boss."

He Dingxian held the tea cup in his hand, took a sip, glanced sideways, and said with a smile: "She is dead, you have the final say in everything?"

Wu Shihao saw that he had no intention of believing him at all, and his expression became more and more nervous. He looked directly at him and shouted: "More than a year ago, I fought with the Ma brothers at the dollar store in Yau Ma Tei just to collect two one-dollar movie tickets. Afterwards, Let people step into the mud. Less than a year ago, Ajie was burned alive in a fire for a newspaper, and even his ashes were not found!"

"Who is it, who is fighting for you, killing Liu Fu for you, fighting for you!"

"Brother Xian, it's me! Why do you want to stop me when I want to do some business and make some money!" Wu Shihao said angrily: "You even want to bring people to kill me!"

He Dingxian put down his tea cup, looked at him and asked just one sentence: "Who gave you everything you have now?"