Chapter 4: Draw a life and death lot, worship Master Guan 2

Chapter 4: Draw a life and death lot, worship Master Guan 2

Chapter 4: Draw a life and death lot and worship Guan Erye

Yin Zhaotang lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and said calmly, "Uncle Jixiang can't be protected. He is stubborn and wants to make an extra eight yuan. Regular customers who have been here once will not be included in the account. Today, we can only settle the bill at twelve yuan per hour, and we have erased four hundred hours."

"The debt has not been collected yet. As the boss, should I go home and get money to make up for my brothers?"

As soon as these words came out, Ah Lok and Zuo Shou's faces changed. Jiang Hao even slammed his palm on the table and cursed loudly, "That stinky guy is a failure! His business in Ma Lan was squeezed out by Hutchison Whampoa and he was about to close down. If we hadn't helped him attract new customers, he would have gone back to Tseung Kwan O to sell abalone."

"You want to be picky? You want to have enough money to rent two floors to Fengjie to start work? You want to have enough money to buy a Porsche? You drive the Porsche out and leave us brothers barefoot. Boss, I'm going to kill him!"

The brothers used to earn seven or eight hundred dollars a month by parking cars and delivering seafood to restaurants in Kwun Tong. The most luxurious thing they enjoyed was eating beef offal and cart noodles.

I didn’t have any decent clothes, and I couldn’t afford good brands of cigarettes. It was nothing like now that I have food and drink, and a group of followers. If I feel lonely and want to invite my kid to the stable to take a bath, I have to have money in my pocket.

All of this was achieved by Brother Tang and them working hard. Anyone who dares to go against Brother Tang will have trouble with the brothers.

Zuo Shou put away the smile on his face and said sternly: "Brother Tang, you are so arrogant and rude. You should teach him a lesson."

"Respect him as a senior and call him Brother Qiang. If you don't respect him, you can still beat him up!"

"Yeah, Brother Tang, if we don't do anything, no one will be afraid of us in the future. Everyone will come up and step on us, and we will have no chance of survival." Egg Tart agreed.

The 16- and 17-year-old scoundrels didn't know what fear was! In their eyes, the seniors in the underworld were just old bones that deserved to die, and they wanted them to give up their positions earlier.

Yin Zhaotang said, "Badmouth Qiang is our big brother, the white paper fan of the Yau Ma Tei Hall, and the leader of the society. He is guilty of insubordination and fratricide, and each of them must be punished by the family law."

"Besides, who in Yau Ma Tei doesn't know about that guy, Cheeky Mouth? He's a businessman carrying a gang sign, responsible for helping the gang to make money, and making money by living in the stables. The group of horsemen under him are very good at having sex with women. Fighting? A bunch of egg rolls and rice noodle rolls, none of them are strong enough to fight! Is it worth it to mess with us, a bunch of Kwun Tong guys?"

Kwun Tong, Sham Shui Po, Tuen Mun and Tseung Kwan O were all new towns that produced many gangsters in the 80s.

Countless gangsters came out from here, broke into Yau Tsim Mong, and then broke into the Hong Kong Island area.

Ah Le is a smart man, he understood everything immediately, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Brother Tang, do you mean it has nothing to do with Chukou Qiang, is it Uncle Jixiang who is cheating us?"

"Who knows, but I think he is a coward, or it would be more beneficial for him to cooperate with us rather than to break up with us. On the contrary, Uncle Jixiang seems to have changed his attitude towards me since he heard that I wanted to find a legitimate job."

Everyone knows that it is more impressive to find a legitimate job, start a company, and become a big boss. However, the gangsters have no skills, no backing, and no connections. They can only dream of fighting and killing to win the appreciation of the big bosses, make money in a side business, and become a jobber.

Yin Zhaotang had the knowledge and business experience from his previous life. In the 80s, when the economy was developing rapidly and full of opportunities, he changed his career and only needed a little time to make the initial accumulation.

For example, free pleasure magazines may develop into pornographic magazines in the future.

If you follow the path of "Dragon Tiger Leopard", "Cang Chun Ge" and "Pure Night Life", it will be no problem to earn over a million every month.

You know, "Dragon Tiger Leopard", which was founded in March 1984, sold more than 3 copies in the first issue. At its peak, it could sell copies per issue, which gave a boost to the fiercely competitive and gradually depressed Hong Kong newspaper industry.

Most importantly, it’s completely legal!

Such huge income also attracted the covetousness of big brands such as Sun Kee and Hutchison.

Without strong enough strength or a backer with enough status, someone may burn down your warehouse, smash your company, or come to become a shareholder with empty mouths.

In 1980, Hong Kong Island was in its golden age, with its economy booming, trade, real estate and finance advancing in tandem, becoming one of the "New York, London and Hong Kong" cities.

It was also the era when smuggling, kidnapping and armed robbery were most frequent.

Looking back, without the four detectives to maintain the underground order, the once distinct underworld societies have now become intertwined. In order to seize business and monopolize industries, bloody battles have broken out.

Looking ahead, economic development is not distributed rationally, the poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer. China and Britain have different views on the future of Hong Kong Island. All citizens, regardless of their wealth, feel confused about the future, and the lower-class citizens are also immersed in the threat of war.

This has created the current situation of Hong Kong's underworld with over 100 gangs and more than 400,000 members!
No matter what small business you do, if you want to make money, don't think about getting rid of the society. If you don't get involved with the society, the society will find you.

The secret society culture that developed from the late Ming Dynasty to today has ignited the last fire in China. Thousands of young and dangerous people were burned to death in the 80s, and there were also heroes who went through fire and water and successfully fought their way out and became famous in the underworld.

Yin Zhaotang has not yet revealed the way to find a legitimate business, but he has not concealed his intention to find a legitimate business. Because in his opinion, as long as "91 Xunhuange" does well and allows his fellow members to make money, more and more people will naturally support him.

Gradually they cooperated with the community, he provided the money, Jing Zhongyi provided the manpower, it was a very good cooperation model.
Now it seems that we still overestimate the brains of the gangsters. There are always people who are confused and think that being small is easier to control. A blacksmith must be strong himself. In the gangster world, most people only rely on their fists!

Jiang Hao, Ah Lok, Dan Tart, and Zuo Shou don't care whether the boss is looking for a legitimate business or making money in an illegal way. In the underworld, there is no distinction between right and wrong in making money, only different means are used.

Many community leaders also have legitimate companies under their names.

Zuo Shou was shocked and asked in confusion, "Uncle, you can't do that? We give him all the money we earn every month, and he takes the money while sitting back and asking us to take a large portion. He's crazy!"

Yin Zhaotang said: "I don't know what Uncle thinks. I only know that Uncle told me in the evening that the gang leader wants to get rid of a Thai guy, and each of the underdogs needs to recommend a subordinate to draw a life and death lottery."

"My uncle recommended it to me. After dinner, I will take a taxi to the ancestral hall in Tseung Kwan O to draw lots."

Jiang Hao put out his cigarette butt on the empty plate and said without hesitation: "Brother Tang, I'll go for you."

"I can go too."

Zuoshou said hurriedly.

"I come."

"Brother Tang, you are capable and there is no need to dirty your hands. You will be a big boss in the future!" Egg tarts and A Le both rushed to take the lead.

When societies arrange to draw lots for life and death, they usually recommend those who are short of money and have no talent to go.

Get a settlement allowance, finish your work, come back from studying in the kiln, and choose a place to live in when you retire.

How could I possibly recommend the top horse or the confidant?
This is not about competing with other societies for territory and business, gaining huge benefits and becoming famous!
No matter what Jixiang said, recommending him to draw the life and death lot is despicable.

Because he doesn't lack the money for settling down, and he doesn't lack a place to live in his old age.

When he saw the four brothers, they agreed to do the work for him without hesitation.

Yin Zhaotang also had an indescribable emotion in his heart, and inexplicably felt the sense of brotherhood. He patted his left hand on the shoulder and said, "Jixiang asked me to go, and I'm afraid it would be bad if I didn't go. Anyway, I may not win the lottery even if I go. I'll go and share the money with my brothers first, and then we'll talk about it if I really win the lottery."

With his left hand, he took the money from the plastic bag and distributed it to the gang members around him. Many gang members had heard their conversation just now, and many of them expressed indignation and determination when they received the money.
Dan Tart is not a smart guy, but he has seen through Uncle Jixiang's actions: "Uncle is afraid that you will throw him off the car, so he deliberately wants to get blood on your hands. Thai guys are not easy to deal with. If they are in cahoots with the police, haha, there will definitely be police following you when you leave the country tomorrow."

"If you succeed, it will be just as he said, making you famous and contributing to the society!"

"As long as you leave some traces and give the police a room, all the magazine's business will belong to him. If you don't leave any traces, you will also be qualified to negotiate with Chukou Qiang about the commission. There will be no problem asking Grandpa for a stable and starting your own business. Grandpa supports you."

"As our boss, Jixiang gets more!"

Jiang Hao was smoking one cigarette after another.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Uncle Jixiang relies on loyalty to get out there. Back then, he took a bullet for a gang leader and was in a coma for two days in the hospital. Everyone in the underworld in Kwun Tong knows him."

This is also the reason why they became Uncle Jixiang's disciples.

Although Jixiang only gave Jing Zhongyi a pair of straw sandals, he became famous because of this incident, and everyone praised him for his loyalty.

Moreover, Jixiang has always been known as a good boss who treats his younger brothers very well and often takes care of them when they have problems.

Yin Zhaotang sucked on the raw pickled shrimps, eating one in one bite.

"Uncle's loyalty is to Grandpa, not to us." Zuoshou came back after distributing the money and took over the conversation: "Brother Tang is right, our loyalty is only to Brother Tang, so what if Jixiang is our guardian angel?"

"If you dare to harm Brother Tang, I will make sure he falls to the ground!"

The money for the five people was distributed to each of them with their left hands.

"Remember, the money was given by Brother Tang." He said while swinging the Hong Kong dollars in his left hand.

Jiang Hao and A Le both showed recognition on their faces.

Yin Zhaotang was indeed a thug in the past, but now he has no problem teaching those ignorant gangsters a lesson. With all his kung fu skills, he would rather make a movie than kill people for the gang.

If we really want to draw the lottery of life and death, it really has to be handed over to Ah Hao, Ah Le and others.
This seems normal to Ah Hao, Ah Le and the others. They think that the boss can help them make money outside, and they will definitely do the dirty work.

After all, having a gang member status in Hong Kong is a small matter. How many big bosses were once gang members, and how many wealthy families have been keeping gang leaders as thugs?
But once you have touched blood with your own hands, things will be serious. Don’t even mention those born after 97, no one in the current high-level circles will want to play with you.

It’s not a question of justice. It’s that if you have something against you, you are no longer worthy of others’ attention.

Who would be willing to invest in a risky person?

You never know when the thunder will burst out.

If you don't even know how to take care of your reputation, you are destined to be poor all your life.

"Ah Hao, don't just treat your brothers to a meal after you get the money. You should also give your master the monthly tribute. Leave some for your mother at home. This way, she won't have to complain about her miserable life every time she goes back to Kwun Tong. The neighbors who know you will think that you are bringing your brothers to Kowloon to make money, but those who don't will think that you are following me to Kowloon to pick up girls."

"Ah Le, just gamble less. I don't understand why you can gamble just by playing video games. Earn more money so you can go to Haojiang to have fun later."

"Left Hand, you are the most sensible one. Keep an eye on Ah Le more."

"Dan Tart, keep an eye on the streets this month to see if there are any new pretty girls selling sex near Canton Road. It's time to update the magazine."

The parents of several of them lived in Garden Mansions and worked in factories in Kwun Tong. They were busy all day long, struggling for a living, and had no way of controlling the bad boys who wanted to get involved in gang activities.

Sometimes Yin Zhaotang couldn't bear it any more and could only help them take care of it.

Jiang Hao's Muay Thai master is a retired inspector of the Correctional Service. A few years ago, Ah Hao was sent to a children's reformatory for fighting. With his sharp boxing and kicking skills, he won the attention of "Sir Chen".

It is said that when Sir Chen was young, he was a boxing champion in the police force and had a great reputation. He also studied with a famous teacher in Thailand for two years.

He helped Jiang Hao get parole a year in advance, and took Jiang Hao in to learn boxing for two years. He originally wanted to send Jiang Hao to underground boxing matches to make money, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.

On the eve of Jiang Hao's departure, he was half paralyzed in bed due to "horse flu".

Sir Chen has only two daughters. He was afraid that no one would take care of them after they got married, so he started to play the role of a good master and treated Jiang Hao as his adopted son to inherit his legacy.

Yin Zhaotang's own martial arts skills are inherited from his family. His father Yin Zhengjue was once a red stick with the Chaozhou prefix "Yi Qun". My mother told me that when they were young, they lived in a sea view apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui East!

But with the downfall of Yiqun, his father was shot dead in a gang dispute, and the house and some assets were seized by the detective of the Criminal Investigation Department on the grounds that they were involved in the case.

In fact, they were treated as fat sheep and slaughtered by the corrupt police in the 70s.

After explaining a few things to his brothers, he called the proprietress to count the money and pay the bill. Jiang Hao, Ah Le and others stood up and said, "Brother Tang, we will accompany you to the ancestral hall."

"Ahao, just come with me." Yin Zhaotang said after a little thought.

I hailed a taxi and told it was heading to the Wu Clan Ancestral Hall in Tseung Kwan O. After more than half an hour of bumpy ride, I arrived at the gate of a grand ancestral hall with a rigorous layout, flying eaves and brackets, and facing south.

There is a brick and stone memorial archway at the entrance of this ancestral hall, with cloud patterns carved on it and an inscription on the lintel representing the hall name: Yanling Gaofeng. On both sides are couplets and poems: Bohai family style prospers through the ages; Yanling family heritage prospers for thousands of years.

This indicates that the ancestor of the Tseung Kwan O Wu family was Yanling Jizi of the Wu State in the Spring and Autumn Period, and was a branch of the Yanling Hall.

The first generation of Jing Zhong Yi was surnamed Wu, so when the society needed to hold a temple, it would arrange it at the Wu clan ancestral hall. During festivals, the main large-scale activities were held at the Tai Seng Po Temple on Po Lam Road in Kwun Tong District.

There is a Great Saint Palace donated by Jing Zhongyi thirty years ago, and it is also the gate of the entire Jing Zhongyi Mountain.

When Yin Zhaotang and Jiang Hao arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, they could see that there were a lot of people inside the gate, and it was a bit noisy. Twenty or so gangsters of different heights had gathered inside the hall to smoke and chat. A row of cars were parked in front of the hall, and a German Maybach was the most luxurious. The two brothers guarding the gate were strong and sturdy. When they saw the two men walking towards the hall, the one on the left raised his arm and stepped forward to stop them, saying, "Brother, the hall is holding a folk activity today. If you want to visit the hall, come another day. If you want to enter the hall, please recite the poem for entering the hall!"

Yin Zhaotang was a disciple who had formally worshipped the mountain hall and memorized thirty-six heroic poems, which were officially used to deal with various kinds of winding roads. He immediately clasped his fists and recited the entrance poem: "Brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang in Taoyuan, their names are famous for their loyalty and righteousness, they refused to surrender to Cao Man, their hearts were still with Han, their reputation will last forever and will never be matched in the world!"

The "Heroic Poem" taught to every Hongmen disciple contains the secret code of the character, hall, and identity, so that people from the same clan, sect, and fellow martial artists can know each other easily when they pair up.

The brother guarding the gate smiled upon hearing this and made way for him: "So the brother of Uncle Jixiang from Kwun Tong is about to open the incense hall. Please come in!"

Yin Zhaotang saw Uncle Jixiang drinking tea in the ancestral hall and went up to say hello. However, he did not see Chukouqiang from the Yau Ma Tei Hall. The person who brought the Yau Ma Tei brothers to draw the life and death lots was the leader of the Red Stick Hall, "Lao Mo".

At night, ten o'clock.

The ancestral hall has an altar with a statue of Guandi on the top and tablets of the Three Heroes and Five Ancestors and ancestors of all generations placed below.

A fat middle-aged man wearing a brown gown was holding nine incense sticks, standing in front of the altar and bowing three times.

The three layers of swimming rings around his waist made it difficult for him to move and even to bow.

Twenty-four bare-backed disciples kneeling on one knee in the hall held three incense sticks in their hands. According to the rules, they offered incense to the founder and Guan Yu before doing anything, asking the Emperor and the founder to bless them to succeed quickly and become famous in one battle!
In the dark room, the person who took the lead in burning incense was the head of Jing Zhongyi Restaurant, "Uncle Cat".

There was an old man in a green shirt next to him. He was the second marshal in charge of issuing tickets, "Gao Laosen".

The second marshal of Jing Zhongyi is a fake position that is "present on the altar but not off the altar". Whenever the altar is opened, the uncles of the society will temporarily take up the position.

Yin Zhaotang was kneeling on one knee on the ground, fourth from the left in the third row. Due to the flickering candlelight in the dark room, his face could not be seen clearly, so he did not stand out in the crowd.

Follow the brothers in the club to recite the loyalty poem!
They all stood up and bowed three times to the altar. Then the head monk inserted nine incense sticks into the incense burner on the table. One by one, the four-nine boys came forward to insert incense. When the incense burner was full, they would officially start drawing lots.
Yin Zhaotang suddenly had hallucinations in front of him. Puffs of smoke floated in front of him, forming lines of text: [Guan Di blesses, protects the country and the people. Avoid disasters and seek good fortune, turn disasters into good fortune! ]

【Loyalty, righteousness, benevolence, courage, faith, courtesy, wisdom, seven words, seven fortunes, one for one reward! 】

[Please choose your fortune this time: 1. Loyalty fortune, draw the death sign, and achieve success immediately! ]

[Note: For this Loyalty Luck, you need to repay the gods by "helping to cure a seriously ill fellow disciple."]

[Two: Righteousness luck, draw the death sign, brothers come out and return victorious! ]

[For this righteousness fortune, you need to repay the gods by 'arranging jobs for ten brothers']

【Three: Wisdom, draw the lucky number, avoid danger, plan secretly, and win. 】

[For this wisdom fortune, you need to repay the gods by 'adopting a disabled child to adulthood']

These words made up of smoke emitted a faint red light. It was impossible for the people around him not to react, unless he was the only one who could see it.

"Shit, a golden finger is here!"

Yin Zhaotang immediately realized that he was truly blessed by Guandi.

Great, great, I can “seek good fortune and avoid misfortune” when I am in the underworld. Master Guan is going to help me make a fortune!
(End of this chapter)