Chapter 28: The Army's Support
Chapter 28: The Army's Support
In the evening, half past eight.
Liangyou Printing Factory.
Xian Liangyou stood in the corner of the workshop, with the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up. He opened the lunch box of chicken legs and started to eat with chopsticks.
The shirt he was wearing was covered in sweat stains, and the hems of his trousers were worn out. Halfway through his meal, he would use his thumb to pick up the rice grains stuck to the corner of his mouth and feed it into his mouth.
He didn't care about his status as the boss, let alone his image. After dinner, he continued to unload materials with the workers. Now the printing factory is working at full capacity, printing 10,000 books a day. Eight machines are not enough. Some orders are subcontracted to other factories. The workers are divided into two shifts and work day and night for overtime pay.
Xian Liangyou is in his early fifties, but he still does things by himself. The hair dye can no longer hide the gray hair on his temples, but he looks energetic.
Because, the printing press is humming, and the magazines that come out are received in cash.
It is a fact that "91 Men" is a hit. Today, the profit of a few thousand yuan a night is not much. In the future, with a profit of more than or yuan a month, Xian Liangyou's career will have a second spring. He must do a good job.
At this time, two vans drove to the factory gate and braked suddenly in front of the iron gate. The door was pulled open with force, and thugs holding steel pipes, sticks, and machetes jumped out of the car. They strode forward arrogantly, punching and kicking several workers who were moving goods, and shouting at them.
Several Jing Zhongyi brothers who were assigned to follow the goods in the factory saw that something was wrong and picked up sticks in the corner of the room to rush forward, but the leader pulled a younger brother back and said, "Call Brother Tang, there is trouble in the printing factory."
"Okay." The younger brother nodded and ran to the office in the factory. The leader then faced more than 20 murderous gangsters and asked, holding a stick, "Which gang are you from? Do you know that you are the leader of the loyal and righteous district?"
"Hen, you rascal, what's the point of respecting loyalty and righteousness? You're picking on me. You dare to scare people with the name of a sunset society. Who are you hanging out with to be so arrogant!" La Jiang came out with a yellow cockscomb, pushed aside the ponytail in front of him, and didn't even bother to look people in the eye.
Niu Qiang is considered a capable fighter among the Kwun Tong guys who fought their way into Kowloon with Brother Tang, otherwise he would not have been sent by Ah Lok to the factory to monitor the goods. Seeing La Jiang's arrogant look, he could not hold back his anger and said, "La Jiang, you idiot, are you looking for trouble on purpose? Come out and fight me if you dare!!!"
"Oh my, this Kwun Tong boy is not stupid, he wants to challenge me in a duel. Hahahaha, I'm the ninth floor of the Tung'an Society, the owner of a temple, why should I challenge you in a duel?"
"Even if Brother Tang you followed came, he is not qualified. I particularly like the majority bullying the minority. I can have fun with more than 20 people beating up four of you." La Jiang ran his hands up along the roots of his hair, rubbed his cockscomb very handsomely, and said proudly: "If anyone dares to call me a stinky guy, tear his mouth open!"
"on!"
In Mawei's right hand was holding a Cuban machete, which had a straight back and a straight blade, one and a half feet long, with hard lines and a cold blade light.
Niu Qiang and his men were a little frightened when they saw this, and they could not help but retreat two steps, shouting: "La Jiang, you are bullying the weak with your power, and you don't follow the rules of the underworld!"
"Let's talk about the rules when someone is willing to stand up for you!" La Jiang's eyes were ferocious. The biggest advantage of the "混" character head was that if you couldn't win openly, you could play it darkly.
All rules of the underworld are based on the premise of equal strength.
Although the overall strength of Jing Zhongyi and Dong'an Society is similar, La Jiang is much stronger than Yin Zhaotang.
If you can't win in business, then turn the table over and see who has the stronger fist!
Ma Wei had been tolerating Yin Zhaotang, Jiang Hao and his gang for a long time. Today he had a chance to get back at them, so he would definitely not show mercy. He rushed forward and chopped Niu Qiang and the others down with a few slashes.
Under the factory lights, Niu Qiang was seen holding up a stick with both hands to block two knives. He was quite agile, but a Dong'an boy next to him swung a stick at him. Feeling the wind from the stick, Niu Qiang subconsciously dodged, but there was an opening in front of him, and he was hit in the chest by Ma Wei's knife.
"what!"
A shrill scream sounded.
Mawei followed up with a high kick, knocking Niu Qiang to the ground. The other few of Jing Zhongyi's men were also knocked to the ground, curled up and wailed.
Xian Liangyou had been half-bending, waiting with cigarettes ready. It was not until the ponytails stopped that he stepped forward to hand over the cigarettes and said in a humble manner, "Brother Lajiang, I've heard of you for a long time. I've heard of your name from my friends a long time ago. You're really cool."
La Jiang casually took the cigarette from Xian Liangyou and replied with a sidelong glance: "Boss, I will give you as much as the orders that Jing Zhongyi's gang of bastards give you in the future."
"Martial arts affairs are handled by martial arts people. It is none of your business. Do you understand?"
"I understand. I'm just a businessman." Xian Liangyou nodded quickly. He had experienced many ups and downs in his life and had seen many business competitions develop into violent fights.
Not to mention companies run by gangsters, even legal companies run by legitimate bosses will be interfered with by gangsters through violence if they lack the support of "powerful people" in society.
Xian Liangyou was prepared from the day Yin Zhaotang came to him, but he was not panicked at all. Because, compared to Yin Zhaotang, he only lost money when 91 Magazine was shut down. But Yin Zhaotang missed an opportunity to climb from a small mule to a magazine industry king, so he was not the one who should be anxious.
If Yin Zhaotang is not even prepared to face La Jiang's trouble, it proves that his skills are still too naive. Go home and play in the mud!
Spicy Jiang seemed to be very satisfied with Xian Liangyou's tact. He puffed out smoke, enjoying the cigarette, and said with a smile: "I won't make it difficult for you. Call those Kwun Tong guys. Tonight, I, Spicy Jiang, will be the commander in chief. Tell them to use all their skills, so that they won't be scolded by others tomorrow, saying that I, Spicy Jiang, am bullying the weak."
According to the rules of the underworld, if you launch a surprise attack and sweep the place, you can retaliate at any time.
La Jiang came to smash Yin Zhaotang's printing factory, and Yin Zhaotang will return it in full tomorrow. If they continue to fight like this, it will only benefit others, so La Jiang changed his name to Lin Jun Ya Zhen, which means he will stay at night and not leave.
Tonight, Yin Zhaotang can use various methods to get back his position. As long as he defeats La Jiang, Dong'an Society will have to admit defeat and accept the loss. Otherwise, revenge will be ridiculed by the entire underworld.
On the other hand, if La Jiang could hold on until dawn, if Yin Zhaotang dared to cause trouble for him again because of the printing factory, he would not hesitate to retaliate in any way.
It's still the same sentence, the rules must be based on the premise of equal strength. It is precisely because Dong'an Society is a third-rate society similar to Jing Zhongyi that La Jiang has to bring people to wait for Yin Zhaotang.
It was precisely because Yin Zhaotang was just a rogue that La Jiang dared to kill him first and then declare a war under the pretext of being righteous!
Ma Wei tied Niu Qiang to a stool, took out a blade, and cut the corner of Niu Qiang's mouth little by little. Niu Qiang couldn't help struggling and kicked wildly, but was held down by several Dong'an She henchmen.
A hoarse and creepy voice came from the throat, and Xian Liangyou got goose bumps all over his body. He looked away and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
The blood on Niu Qiang's face flowed down his cheek and onto Ma Wei's hand. Ma Wei said with a look of satisfaction, "How dare you speak ill of my boss? I'll tear your mouth apart if I say so! Just bear with it for a while, it will be over soon."
(End of this chapter)