Chapter 37: Things in the Punishment Hall

Chapter 37: Things in the Punishment Hall

Chapter 37: Things in the Punishment Hall
Xingcai Bird House.

Jixiang was still playing cards with Jin Yaxiong and Yuanbao, but Yuanbao and Jin Yaxiong didn't dare to talk about Yin Zhaotang anymore.

This was because Shenxiantang had become extremely famous in the Yau Ma Tei area. Even if he was just a slacker, it was impossible for Jixiang, a man with a few broken straw sandals, to suppress him.

Last night, that group of Kwun Tong guys killed a straw sandal from the Tung On Society. If they are in a bad mood one day, it won’t be a big deal if they kill another one.

Now saying how majestic Shenxiantang is is just an attempt to disgust Jixiang!

Moreover, Shenxiantang has met the top boss of the society, which means he has a connection with heaven and earth. At the critical moment, there will be someone to support him.

He is a very popular member of the society. I dare not mess with him if he doesn't have some strength.

At this time, Jixiang was thinking about escaping, because he had just received a call from Shezaiying of Dong'an Society, and realized that his conspiracy with Lajiang to start a company had been exposed.

I really wanted to turn the spicy ginger inside out, chop it into small pieces and feed it to the dog.

If La Jiang hadn't been so reckless and printed 100,000 copies at a time, he would have made money by now.
A man in his thirties dares to fight with a teenager. He really doesn't know how to live or die.

Just as Jixiang finished his round and stood up to leave, a slender figure with a buzz cut and short-sleeved clothes suddenly lifted the plastic curtain at the entrance of the mahjong hall, looked wildly at several tables, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is Jixiang?"

Yuanbao was facing the door, and when he saw the iconic scar on his eyebrow, his hands trembled as he shuffled the cards, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Shatouzi!"

Jin Yaxiong and Jixiang were both so frightened that they unconsciously lifted their buttocks off the stools and stood up.

"Who is Jixiang?" Sha Touzi looked a little puzzled, glancing back and forth between Yuanbao, Jin Yaxiong and Jixiang.

Yuanbao, Jin Yaxiong immediately turned his gaze to Jixiang to avoid getting into trouble.

Jixiang saw Shatouzi nod to him and walked towards him, his heart pounding, and he didn't even listen to a word, overturned the mahjong table in front of him, and the mahjong tiles scattered all over the floor. Creating chaos, he turned around and rushed to the back door and fled.

"Oh!"

But when he opened the back door of the mahjong hall, a brother who had been waiting for a long time raised his right leg and kicked him with the sole of his foot.

Jixiang's old arms and legs didn't have time to react. He flew backwards again and fell on the overturned card table and the mahjong tiles on the floor. His whole body ached, and he cried out while holding his heart.

The brother at the door who had kicked out the flying kick brushed his trouser legs and said with disdain: "If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of Brother Shatou knocking on the door. Judging from your appearance, you have done a lot of wrong things."

Sha Tou Zai clasped his fists expressionlessly and said, "Jing Zhongyi, I am Sha Tou, a disciple of the Punishment Hall, and I am doing this under the order of the Xiangzhu. I am sorry for disturbing the pleasure of you uncles. I am sorry."

Yuanbao, Jin Yaxiong and the others hurriedly shook their heads and replied, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Take it away!" Shatouzi waved his hand.

Fuxing Building.

Yin Zhaotang opened his eyes sleepily and saw the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains. The shadow of the curtain on the ground was shifting to the west, and he realized that it was already afternoon.

I picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table and the hour hand pointed to three o'clock.

"Take a shower, go to the printing company to settle the bill, and then see how the magazine sales are. Today, the people from Dong'an Society should not cause trouble directly, but before the seventh day of La Jiang's death, someone will definitely come out to do something."

"The better the magazine's business is, the more people will be jealous. But I have made a name for myself in my first battle, won the first battle, and opened up a new way to make money. The boss will not watch me get beaten."

"Later, call Fat Cat and let the head of the gang handle the rest. If necessary, it's OK to sell some company shares, but if it's too much, the worst that can happen is that you just switch gears and join a bigger gang. Now that you're rich and famous, and have brothers, you can even worship the Five Tigers and Ten Heroes as your boss. Are you afraid that no head of the gang will accept you?"

Yin Zhaotang's mind was clear, without even a trace of superfluous thoughts in his head. He judged the current situation and thought about what to do next.

After washing up in the bathroom and changing into a new set of clothes, Jiang Hao, Dan Tart, Zuoshou, and Ale were already drinking sugar water at the table in the living room.

Rong Jiahui, wearing a Winnie the Pooh cartoon T-shirt, opened the kitchen cabinet, brought out a bowl of sweet soup in a cartoon soup bowl, and quietly placed it in front of Yin Zhaotang.

Jiang Hao became her mouthpiece: "Hurry up and drink, boss, the Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup that Jiahui made this morning is the best!"

"It's good for replenishing energy and strengthening kidneys. Go wash your feet after drinking it at night." Dan Tart forced a smile and stopped there without making any more dirty jokes.

He slurped a mouthful of soup with his left hand, looked at Yin Zhaotang's soup bowl, and said with envy: "A big boss is a big boss, he even uses a different soup bowl, where is Snow White!"

"Snow White, Snow White, Snow White." Ale's mouth was filled with laughter that he could hardly hold back.

"Hahahaha!"

Finally, the brothers laughed out loud in unison. Dan Tart laughed the craziest and nearly choked on his sugar water after a coughing fit.

"How were magazine sales this morning?" Yin Zhaotang asked while drinking his soup.

Ah Lok replied, "Brother Tang, don't worry. In two hours, all the 91 magazines in Hong Kong were sold out. They were even more popular than yesterday. The newspaper men were blocking the door to the printing factory to pick up the goods. The money has been taken back from Boss Xian, Brother Hao."

Jiang Hao took out a plastic bag with two neatly stacked Hong Kong dollars in it: "Forty-five thousand dollars, not a penny less."

"Deposit it into the public account first, and distribute the dividends together at the end of the month. It will be fair with both income and expenditure!" Yin Zhaotang said as he put the money away. He must not mess up the accounts.

Jiang Hao and the others naturally knew what the boss meant, and they smiled, thinking that there was no need to explain.

After Yin Zhaotang put the money away, he casually said, "Are all the brothers who went to the battlefield yesterday awake? Tell them to gather at the magazine company at 4:30 to get their money."

"Brother Tang, Grandpa has sent his driver Zhuang Xiong to pick you up in a Mercedes-Benz to take you to Causeway Bay. He said he has something to talk to you about." Jiang Hao reminded him with some fear.

Ah Le said: "According to the grapevine, Grandpa also invited Uncle Jixiang to the Causeway Bay Tuodi, probably to talk to us to avoid any trouble and let the outside society laugh at us for respecting loyalty and not unity."

"I know, but the money I promised my brothers is more important. I'll go out first." Yin Zhaotang picked up the motorcycle helmet on the table and found that the glass of the helmet had been wiped and was as bright as new.

It seems that I have to fulfill my wish to Guan Erye quickly, because good things will happen if I repay the deity!
He opened the door happily and saw Zhuang Xiong, smoking a cigarette and leaning against the wall bored, obviously having been waiting for a long time.

"Can you take me to the magazine company first, run some things, and then go to Causeway Bay to meet Grandpa?"

Zhuang Xiong threw away his cigarette, shrugged and said, "Okay, whatever you say, you're a famous person, Shenxiantang!"

"You can't stand seeing your fellow brothers standing out! It seems that you are destined to be a driver for the rest of your life. Come on, ty up my car today, and I'll take you in as my younger brother some other day."

Yin Zhaotang's tone was very arrogant, but he felt that if a man did not seize the opportunity to be in the limelight, he would become impotent sooner or later. If he was not arrogant when he should be in the limelight, he would lack backbone. Perhaps he was born arrogant and unruly.

Inside Chaoyi Restaurant.

The fat cat held the dragon head stick, sat on the armchair and dozed with his eyes closed.

All the well-known and powerful people in Jingzhongyi were present. They sat on both sides of the long table according to seniority, drinking tea quietly and exchanging glances.

A man with a naked back, wearing only shorts, had his hands tied and was wrapped in a transparent plastic bag covered in blood.

The bag was hanging on the beam, and the man was still struggling, but a thick pool of blood had accumulated at the bottom of the bag.

Uncle Gensheng came up to refill the pot of boiling water for the family and said, "Atang has something urgent to do. Please wait for another half an hour."

(End of this chapter)