Chapter 460: Righteousness: Liangshan gathers together, officials and bandits fight fiercely
Chapter 460: Righteousness: Liangshan gathers together, officials and bandits fight fiercely (asking for monthly tickets)
"There is a disciple of the Triad Zhongyi Hall, Yin Zhaotang, who is the second marshal, leading his brothers Jiang Hao, Zuoshou, Dantie, Guangzai, Lao Mo, and Yuanzai, a total of thirteen people!"
"I beg Guandi to protect me, so that I can win the battle and return safely, clean up the Xiang River, and restore the mountains and rivers of the Han Dynasty."
Yin Zhaotang raised three incense sticks above his head, his face solemn, and bowed first.
The 426 red sticks from the nine halls stood in a row. Zuoshou, Dantat and A-Le stood in the third row, following Marshal Tuesday.
I saw Guan Yu sitting on the golden statue of Guan Yu, holding the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand, looking at the three realms with his tiger eyes and dragon pupils, and beheading all the disloyal and unrighteous people.
"Please bless us, my Emperor, and restore our Han country to its former glory!"
"May the Emperor bless us and restore our Han country's mountains and rivers!" Curry Ma, Yuanzi, Wang Zhijun, Chuanzi, Shatou and other young men puffed out their chests and raised their heads, roaring out with full energy.
Guangzai, Lao Mo and other old-timers had long been skeptical of the righteous slogans, but they were infected by the atmosphere and still shouted loudly with a serious look on their faces.
Gao Laosen, Fat Cat, and Tiantang were standing on the side, holding incense sticks. They were also shocked by the loyalty and righteousness in the hall. They looked at the loyal disciples who were completely different from those a few years ago.
Finally, I am worthy of the gold-painted mahogany sign behind Guan Erye, with the words "loyalty and courage" written on it.
【May Guandi bless you and protect the country and the people. Seek good fortune and avoid disaster, and turn disaster into good fortune! 】
The smoke once again turned into subtitles, and each word glowed with a faint red light, as if it was a touch of blood symbolizing killing.
Yin Zhaotang had previously assumed that it was divine light, but now it seemed to be a symbol of war. He then looked at the fortune sticks and began to choose his fortune for this time.
[1. Loyalty, chaos and thieves in Hong Kong, perverse behavior, scandals, and earth-shaking changes]
[Note: For this Loyalty Movement, you need to repay the gods by destroying ten tons of drugs.]
[Two: The word righteousness brings people together at Liangshan, the people in the martial world are united, heroes and brave men restore order]
[This time, the fortune of the word "righteousness" requires "doubling the economic income of a housing estate within two years" to repay the gods]
【Three: Courage, full firepower, wreaking havoc in Hong Kong, 100,000 soldiers, covering the sky with one hand! 】
[This time, the brave luck requires "establishing a professional military force" to repay the gods]
The three fortunes are loyalty, righteousness and bravery, and the main character is fierce and fierce. Among them, the fortune of loyalty is in line with his layout and planning, so there is no need to choose another fortune.
This time, you need to choose a fortune that can take care of your brothers, reduce losses, and fight head-on. Both the righteousness fortune and the courage fortune are effective, and the conditions for paying tribute to the gods are acceptable.
One is to invest in building factories in housing estates. As long as the per capita income is low enough, it is easy to double it in two years. Another is to establish a professional army. As long as Zhongyi Security's business is expanded overseas, is it difficult to establish a professional army?
A security company is essentially a professional military group.
But the two teams have different fortunes. The former relies on the power of the entire underworld to fight the police force, while the latter uses Lao Zhong's advantage in weapons to make things worse and force the police force to bow down.
Perhaps the police force's comprehensive crackdown on gangs has made too many enemies of all the gangs, big and small. When the gangs fight back, they will rush forward, creating a scene of 100,000 troops on the streets.
If you add all the members with the five largest names together, you can mobilize a total of 100,000 people!
Yin Zhaotang thought for a long time, and finally chose the "righteousness" fortune. He watched the fortune slowly dissipate, then strode forward and inserted the incense into the copper furnace.
The last time they used a 40mm gun to blow up the Flying Tigers' helicopter, they were warned by the mainland. If they make the same mistake again, their arms license will be in jeopardy.
Risking the revocation of the arms license to bring down a deputy police commissioner, sorry, Zhuo is not worthy. And the trend of the word "righteousness" seems to be leading the triads in Hong Kong to move closer to the mainland.
Although most of the community groups only went to war with the police force for self-protection, they have already cut ties with the British Hong Kong authorities in terms of actions, and will naturally lean towards the mainland.
As yellow-skinned Chinese people, since we do not choose to be dogs of white-skinned ghosts, we must respect our own nation, respect the authentic Chinese culture, and the orthodoxy of the Han people.
If you want to be a scoundrel, you can be without any relatives or friends, but you must not betray your ancestors or sell out your country for fame. People's hearts will eventually return to their homeland. No matter how noble your cultural identity or ideology is, it is useless. In the real world, as long as you penetrate the underlying logic, you will find that it all comes down to material things.
For example, yellow skin, black hair, and red face after drinking
If Yin Zhaotang can lead all Hong Kong communities to make a big splash under the guidance of the "righteousness movement", he will once again be able to demonstrate his huge political value.
The benefits of righteousness are obviously greater.
Guangzai, Jianghao, Curry Ma and other club leaders came forward to burn incense one after another. Fat Cat, Gao Laosen and Uncle Gensheng, the three elders, burned incense last, clasped their hands together, and prayed for the safety of the brothers.
Yin Zhaotang had already thought of a strategy and had a clear idea of the main points. Seeing that the hall masters had just finished burning incense and were full of ambition and looking forward to it, he immediately ordered: "Brothers, please go back to the incense hall and gather your brothers. Wait until the police force is exhausted in the second half of the night, and then go out to protest."
"Xinji wants to be the first to take the credit, so let him take the credit. Laozhong doesn't want to be the first to take the credit, so just be the biggest one!"
First let Xinji, Hetu, Shenghe and other societies fight against the police force. Lao Zhong reserves his strength and waits until the police force is overwhelmed, then he will make the final decision and go on the field to decide the outcome.
This is actually a very good way, with little effort and great gains, but Fei Mao and Jiang Hao both showed a hint of surprise on their faces. Fei Mao felt that Atang suddenly changed his style and learned to be low-key?
Jiang Hao felt that a hero should be at the forefront when the storm is strong, so he clasped his hands and objected loudly: "Boss, I don't agree. If you want to fight, you have to be the first to stand up and oppose. You have to be the first to shoot the foreigners. You have to be the first to kill the foreigners!"
Guangzai, Lao Mo, Jie Shiyong and others frowned, thinking that Jiang Hao was too arrogant and supported his cousin. Lao Mo said, "Be the first every day, strive to be the first in everything, you are the one who is powerful, and you will also die, Ah Hao."
"Yin Sheng is thinking about the club, not playing arcade games."
Yin Zhaotang, however, had a calm expression on his face. He lit up his cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke: "If you want Xinji to take it seriously, you have failed."
"Four-Eyed Dragon looks smart, but his brain is full of muddle, he is a fool. I was the first one to fire at the police, and the one who arrested the most people for the police was the Lao Zhong brother. As long as we Lao Zhong send troops, it will definitely be the biggest credit. Besides, asking you to gather the brothers and wait does not mean that the society will not do anything."
"Be your own gold medal fighter."
Lao Mo, Yuanzi and others looked solemn and nodded in agreement. Jiang Hao did not dare to say anything and just loudly accepted the order.
The attic echoed with shouts: "Yes, Dragon Head!"
Everyone hurried downstairs and left, taking their brothers to the hall to take charge. Gao Laosen received a look from Yin Zhaotang, and took the initiative to take out an ashtray and put it on the table in front of Yin Zhaotang, and asked: "Atang, do you have something to tell me?"
Yin Zhaotang took out the cigarette from his mouth, tapped the edge of the glass jar, and said slowly: "I have something for Ah Du to do. Ask Ah Du to go to the three major police districts in person and tell the brothers in the detention room."
"The horses will continue to run, the stocks will continue to trade, the dances will continue, the sir invited them into the classroom and had a party there."
When Fat Cat heard this, his pupils suddenly widened and his eyes brightened. He said appreciatively, "Okay, let's ask Lao Zhong's brothers to have a party at the police station."
Gao Laosen also suddenly realized and gave a thumbs up, "Great job, Ah Tang. With Sun Kee taking the lead, Shing Wo and Hop To will definitely stand up. With tens of thousands of people from the three major gangs out on the streets, the police will not be able to handle it at all."
"If they ask the brothers to steal the policeman's house and plant the flag of loyalty on the police station building again, Zhuo Youquan's prestige will be destroyed and he will definitely step down." "This is to blow up his back door and make him scream!"
Each of the three major social organizations has sent out 10,000 people. The number of people taking to the streets has exceeded the number of police officers in Hong Kong, which is twice the force that can be mobilized.
Even if one police officer can control three gangsters, the police force's control over the joint has reached its limit.
At this time, Lao Zhong's brothers created a riot in the police building, which was equivalent to detonating the police force from both inside and outside, breaking the limit of Zhuo Youquan's power. At that time, Zhuo Sir will face comprehensive pressure from both inside and outside.
Can Zhuo Youquan, who relied on foreigners to rise to power, hold on?
Yin Zhaotang chuckled and said, "Mr. Zhuo likes to use the backdoor, so let him have a good time today."
Gao Laosen didn't know the inside story and thought that Atang was joking. He laughed along and went to call Ah Du to inform him.
"I see."
Ah Du was at the police headquarters, applying for bail for Zhongyitang Causeway Bay White Paper Fan Xiaosha. After answering the phone, he looked at Madam, with a hint of flattery on his handsome face. He leaned down and said, "Madam Lin, give me a chance. Let's go to the hotel steakhouse to eat steak tomorrow night."
Madam Lin is a middle-aged woman in her early forties with short hair, out of shape and ordinary facial features.
If you want to touch a handsome guy's hand, you have to go to a nightclub and order a gigolo. You can only meet a high-quality man like Ah Du who is well-dressed, successful in his career, and handsome in his lifetime.
After chatting for more than half an hour, with a smile on his face, his heart was almost melting. However, due to the order of his superior, he was unable to arrange bail for the staff of Zhongyi Hall.
He was reluctant to give up Ah Du's hotel date, and with a conflicted look on his face, he said, "Mr. Du, find someone else to bail him out. Anyone squatting in the office will do."
Hundreds of gangsters, their hands tied with ropes, were squatting in the corner, registering their names one by one, waiting to be questioned. Among them were Lao Zhong's brothers, Xin Ji's brothers, and He Tu, Sheng He, and the Number Gang.
Ah Du sighed helplessly: "Pretty girl, bail is not an option, but a meeting with the head office is okay?"
Madam Lin thought of her boss' tough tone and wanted to refuse, but when she saw Ah Du's melancholy and slightly frustrated look, she somehow gave in and said, "Okay, it's your right to meet with the client."
Although the boss has hinted that all lawyer meetings should be suspended, this is against the rules. As a senior inspector, is it okay for Madam Lin to stand up for justice for once?
Ah Du then walked to the detention area with Madam Lin, got a pass, and under the surveillance of two uniformed police officers, they successfully met the gang leader “Xiao Sha”.
Xiaosa was wearing a white T-shirt and flowered shorts, with a bruise on his left cheek. He looked depressed and sat on a chair. He sighed and said, "A-Du, did Brother Tang ask you to come see me?"
Du Zihua opened the file, took out the Hong Kong dollars, and pretended to record: "Mr. Zheng, you have injuries on your body. Are they caused by torture?"
A uniformed police sergeant immediately raised a rubber stick, hit the back of the chair, and said sternly: "If you don't know how to chat, don't chat. If you keep talking nonsense, the meeting will be cancelled immediately!"
Xiaosa sighed and said, "Alas, it's useless to say all this. I'm unlucky to be taken to the detention room by the police. I won't say a word that I shouldn't say."
"I hope Brother Tang will consider that I am a senior member of the club and hand over the Causeway Bay Nightclub to my son."
Du Zihua tapped the table with his fingers as a reminder: "Mr. Yin hopes you can come out."
Xiaosa was stunned for a moment, staring into Du Zihua's eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Can you still go out?"
The police force must arrest a few people of status to report to the public when they conduct a major operation. The status of the chic white paper fan in Causeway Bay is just the right size. Subconsciously, I feel that if I don’t get out for ten or eight years, I will have to live a life as a "prison boss" in Stanley.
Du Zihua hinted, "Mr. Yin is a law-abiding man. He can only help you up to this point. Whether you can get out depends on you. Mr. Yin just asked me to tell you that horses can still run, stocks can still be traded, and dancing can still be performed. Sir, please enter the classroom, and you can have a party in the classroom."
Two uniformed policemen heard the malicious words coming from Du Zihua and stepped forward to fight him. One of the policemen raised his stick and pointed it at Du's nose: "Lawyer, there is a CCTV in the room. Be careful with your license."
Xiaosa must have some brains to be able to hold the position of White Paper Fan. I hadn't come to my senses just now, but when I returned to the cell, it was already the boss's order.
Regardless of whether he has realized his mistake or not, as long as he shows loyalty, Ding Ye will definitely make arrangements for his son once he hears about it outside the prison.
"Dry!"
If I made up my mind, it didn't seem that difficult to deal with the two guards with sticks beside me.
The entire Hong Kong Island police force has obviously been out of the streets, and the headquarters is understaffed. A whole floor of large cells in Block B, which can handle more than 500 people, is guarded by only four police officers.
The situation outside is turbulent, and the security of the police headquarters is at its weakest!
"I can definitely make a comeback, capture Zhuo Youquan, and start over like Curry Horse, then rise to the top and become a big shot." Xiaosha lowered his head. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. His attention was already on the two uniformed police officers beside him.
The two sirs didn't notice anything was wrong and took him into the prison area. The loyal brothers standing behind the surveillance bars had already received the signal in the eyes of the guard.
Although most people cannot fully comprehend it, when they receive the eye signal from Baizhishan, due to the prestige of the society and their seniority in the underworld, they will make a gesture to step forward and obey orders.
Xiaosha didn't rush to attack until he was close to the cell of his trusted henchman "Sanghui". Then he suddenly attacked, roared, and slammed the military uniform on his left shoulder into the cell.
The uniformed police officer on the left was caught off guard and his back hit the cell door. He was about to draw his baton and strike forward. Sang Hui in the cell door behind him grabbed his neck with both hands and shouted: "Ah!!!"
When Sang Hui roared, the uniformed policeman's cheeks swelled to the color of liver, and he couldn't breathe or shout. The uniformed policeman on the right raised his stick and hit Xiaosha with it.
"Oh!"
Xiaosha's eyes went black after being hit, and he fell to the ground. He was dizzy, and the sound of complicated footsteps came into his ears from underground. The cell was like a pot of boiling water, and the atmosphere was boiling. It was like being in a horse race. The audience was very excited, and countless figures raised their arms and shouted. The brothers were all shouting: "Fuck him, Brother Xiaosha."
"Kill him, boss!"
"Go ahead, go ahead!"
In a daze, he didn't know how much time had passed, it seemed like a moment, or a night. Xiaoshao regained consciousness, rolled on the ground, dodged a kick from the military uniform, picked up a stick that had rolled from nowhere, put it in front of him to block, and blocked the stick firmly, immediately winning applause from the whole audience.
"Wow, brother Xiaosa."
"Poke his crotch and burst his scrotum!"
"Fork him!"
The numerous shouts made Xiaosha completely sober. The military uniform in front of him had a ferocious face and murderous intent. The waves of shouting in his ears ignited his blood.
Life and death have been put aside, and all that remains is the vicious fight between officials and bandits.
(End of this chapter)