Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 188 Straw Shoes Pier Justice

"Did you give the money to Li Zhengtao?"

On the pier, Li An was sitting in the pergola drinking tea.

Seeing Wu Shihao coming over, he made a cup of tea and put it on the table in front of Wu Shihao.

"Li Zhengtao said that he will handle the matter properly."

Wu Shihao took a stool and sat down, drinking the tea handed over by Li An in one gulp to relieve the dryness in his throat.

It's early September, and the daytime temperature can be around thirty-two degrees. After a two-hour trip to the police station, Wu Shihao's sweatshirt and trousers were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body.

"That's good."

After a pause, Li An said to Wu Shihao:

"Pier 7 is under the jurisdiction of the Western District Police Station, so don't move until we take over the five piers in front.

The police station has been organized, and I will arrange for Long Chenghu to help you. Things on the dock are up to you, but one thing is that it cannot affect the normal operation of the dock. "

"I know."

Wu Shihao nodded.

Having been around the dock for such a long time, he knew very well that it was the shipping companies that made the final decisions on the dock, followed by the large and small trading houses.

It is unrealistic to take over the entire Triangle Terminal in one fell swoop. This does not mean just driving the foremen out of the pier. At the same time, the loading and unloading work at the terminal must be arranged so as not to miss the shipping companies and commercial firms.

Otherwise, a mess will be left, and the cargo ships will not be able to leave the port normally. Those frustrated shipowners and managers may make it difficult for them to survive at the dock before they can get a firm foothold.

Just when Wu Shihao was thinking about this, Xiwei also came over.

"Brother An, Brother Hao."

"Has the background investigation of the foremen at Pier 5 been clear?" Li An asked after Xiwei sat down.

"Seven foremen, except for the straw-shoe Zheng Peng of Lian Gongle, who is a bit troublesome, the others are all with small prefixes."

Even the hawkers and coolies who make a living on the docks have many people who pay membership dues, do not participate in social groups and are affiliated with trade names to avoid being bullied.

Not to mention these foremen who have hundreds of coolies working for a living. Naturally, most of them have a social background, otherwise they would not be able to gain a foothold on the dock.

In fact, there is no need to investigate this specifically. In order to bluff people, or to avoid trouble, those foremen almost put their names on their foreheads for fear that people would not know. It will be clear after a little inquiry.

Hearing Liangong Music, Li An suddenly remembered Chen Shou, the popular rising star of Liangong Music, who had come to the dock.

"You can discuss matters on the dock among yourselves. I'll go and file the paperwork."

After speaking, Li An stood up and left.

He wouldn't even care about a straw sandal.

Red stick, white paper fan, and straw sandals are the titles of the community's hierarchical positions.

The red stick is also known as 'four-two-six' or 'twelve bottoms'.

The white paper fan is also known as 'Four One Five' or 'Ten Bottoms'.

Straw sandals are also known as 'four three two' or 'nine bottoms'.

The red stick is the senior staff of the hall, that is, the foreman. Those who are recommended as sitting members must have the red stick qualification.

The White Paper Fan, also known as the "Master", is the think tank and strategist of each church. His duty is to make suggestions for the church and handle internal disputes.

Straw shoes are the lowest level among employees and belong to the grassroots members.

Next is Sijiuzai.

Now that Wu Shihao has been handed over to Wu Shihao to take care of the dock affairs and the official relations have been settled, he is not prepared to interfere too much.

Li An believed that the Wu Shihao brothers could handle the matter of occupying land.

After leaving the pier, I happened to meet Zhang Jiaxin at the newspaper stall.

Li An was slightly moved. It was still early, and he hadn't checked in for such a long time. He really should go around and take a look at the five new stalls opened by Ah Xin.

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On the pier, under the strong sunlight, the cement-paved ground was scalding hot, and even the sea breeze seemed to have a fiery smell.

At this time, it was around twelve o'clock noon.

Taking advantage of the break before work started, the coolies sat on the ground in groups of threes and threes with their bare arms, leaning against piled cargo baskets, chatting quietly and taking a rest.

Suddenly, chaotic footsteps sounded one after another.

A large number of people continued to pour into the dock.

These hand-held wooden sticks and unkind-looking people suddenly poured into the dock, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The coolies who were sitting and taking a rest also became nervous and looked at their respective foremans.

Nothing is more important than making money. Only by working can you make money to support your family.

In order to save their jobs and occupy large-scale land, these coolies will also step forward to strengthen their momentum.

"what happened?"

Exhaling a puff of cigarette smoke, Zheng Peng, who was sitting in the pier's pergola, looked at the dark figures not far away, and his expression suddenly changed.

The sudden arrival of so many people with their weapons clearly showed that the people who came here were not evil.

"Brother Peng, Wu Shihao brought someone here."

A young man with a scornful look on his face, his short-sleeved shirt open, and his chest exposed walked quickly into the pergola.

"What does he want to do, come here to grab territory?"

Zheng Peng frowned.

After pondering for a while, he stubbed out the cigarette butt still on the ground, got up and walked over.

Lian Gong Le is known as the Wharf Gang, and most of the forty-nine in it are coolies at the wharf.

They are also engaged in smuggling and human smuggling... These businesses at the dock, not to mention the official relationship, are backed by Liu Fu, the former Inspector General Hua.

They all witnessed the conflict between Li An and Changle Society on Pier 6.

Now Wu Shihao under his command was bringing people over in a menacing manner. Although Zheng Peng had scruples, he was not afraid.

When Zheng Peng walked over, several other foremen on the dock also walked over.

"Hey, Brother Hao, we have nothing to do at the Pier. Are we going to create such a big scene?"

As he spoke, Zheng Peng took out a cigarette with a smile on his face and gestured to Wu Shihao.

"no need."

Wu Shihao's tone was cold.

"Ha ha……"

Zheng Peng laughed softly, lit a cigarette for himself, and asked:

"Why are you making such a big fuss, Brother Hao?"

Wu Shihao looked calm and said lightly:

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that starting from today, I, Wu Shihao, will have the final say on Pier 5."

As soon as these words came out, these foremen suddenly changed their colors.

A man with a conspicuous scar on his neck couldn't help but stepped forward and shouted angrily:

"Wu Shihao, do you understand the rules of the river and lake? If you don't have enough to eat at Pier 6, come to Pier 5 to plant the flag!"

Wu Shihao didn't care about the other party's tone and spread his hands:

"Scar Liu, of course I follow the rules. Although I don't mix font sizes, I don't mind following the rules of the world.

I'm so fair, so I'm going to talk openly today. Let's make it clear, losers can get out! "

"I'm going to bite your mother's ass! Wu Shihao, you really think that we are afraid of you because you have so many people. There are more than a hundred of us in total, and we don't know who will win!"

Scar Liu scolded angrily. The other foremen stared at Wu Shihao with equal indignation.

The four-nine boys following them took a step forward, all with evil eyes.

There are about a hundred people under these foremen, and Wu Shihao leads slightly more people, about 200 people.

The two parties were a bit messy, wearing singlets, short shirts, bunts, and even shirtless clothes. In order to distinguish each other, Wu Shihao asked his brothers to wrap white sweat scarves on their left arms.

The two parties glared at each other in confusion.

The situation seemed to be getting out of control.

At this time, the coolies who were paying attention to the movement here couldn't help but walked over. Thousands of people looked dark and oppressive.

However, they did not step forward too far, and just stood still not far from these foremen.

What a great momentum.

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... On the dock streets, pedestrians were weaving in and out.

Two men in military uniforms with their hats askew walked down the street patrolling the streets.

When we reached Pier 5, many pedestrians on the roadside were looking down at the pier on the seaside and talking about it.

"Look at the excitement, there are so many people."

The two walked over curiously.

"Give way."

As he spoke, he pulled away the spectators in front of him and looked at the seaside pier below.

At a glance, I saw two distinct groups of people in the loading area of ​​the dock.

"Fire King."

Seeing the number of people on both sides, their expressions changed.

They could still frighten an ordinary small fight with their clothes, but a fight involving hundreds of people on the pier in front of them would definitely call for support from the police station.

"Xiangzai, go call someone." The older, fat man in military uniform said to his companions nervously.

"it is good."

The young military uniform known as Xiangzi responded quickly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey! Stop watching, Sir is handling the case, let's go, let's go."

Three plainclothes men with gun handles exposed at their waists came over and waved their hands impatiently to drive away the onlookers.

Being disturbed, the onlookers glanced at the handles of the guns at the waists of the three men, and walked away silently without any hesitation.

The two military uniforms held up the brim of their hats and stepped forward quickly.

"Sir."

He Yi looked at the two of them and said with a smile:

"You're here just in time. There's no need to patrol now. Just keep an eye here and don't let passers-by get close to watch."

"Understood, sir." The two nodded quickly.

He Yi hummed, explained to the two guys next to him, and walked quickly towards Li An on the side.

Li An, who had just returned to the pier, held his hands on the railings and looked down at the two groups of people on the pier who were arrogantly drawing swords.

From the corner of his eye, he saw He Yi walking over and said to Zhang Jiaxin beside him:

"Ah Xin, the weather is so hot, please bring a box of soda over here to let these Ah Xins relieve themselves from the heat."

"I'll go right away."

Zhang Jiaxin left in a hurry.

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Wu Shihao looked at the glaring foremen in front of him and said in a cold tone:

"It's useless to talk. The dock is talking about fists. If you have the ability, just drive me out of the dock before you say this."

Zheng Peng's face was also a little ugly, and he said angrily with a stern voice:

"We, Lian Gong Le, have been hanging out at the dock for so many years. There are many people who come to our territory to cause trouble, but none of them are safe afterwards. Wu Shihao, think clearly!"

"Ah……"

Wu Shihao sneered.

If he is afraid of trouble, he will not eat at the dock.

The brothers crossed the sea through all kinds of hardships, not just to make money.

You can't make money by being afraid of things these days. If you want to make money, you have to be ruthless enough and dare to risk your life.

Not to mention just Zheng Peng, even if the boss of Lian Gongle stood in front of him, he would not hesitate to take action.

Wu Shihao ignored Zheng Peng, but glanced at the dark group of coolies standing behind them.

"My name is Wu Shihao, and you also know the rules of Pier 6. Do you want to continue to be pumped by them? Or do you want to be like the workers at Pier 6, getting paid as much as you do? Think about it yourself!"

Wu Shihao roared.

Although these coolies are just here to build momentum, they may not necessarily take action.

But everyone has a herd mentality, and there is no guarantee that these people will not be hot-headed and get involved rashly.

A reminder to keep them awake can also avoid unnecessary trouble.

As expected, when these powerful coolies heard this, they suddenly became agitated.

Of course they knew the rules of Pier 6. If it weren't for the fact that there weren't so many coolies there, they would have run there long ago.

Wu Shihao didn't want to say any more and raised the nearly one meter long wooden stick in his hand.

"Do it!"

While shouting, the wooden stick in his hand suddenly fell down and hit Zheng Peng's head.

Zheng Peng quickly stepped back, grabbed the dogleg knife handed over by Ma Zai behind him, took the lead, and rushed towards Wu Shihao:

"Kill these thugs to death!"

It was like a powder keg that had been detonated.

The two men started to attack one after the other. As if it was a signal, both sides immediately pounced on each other.

Swing the thick wooden stick across your arm!

The dog-legged knife in Zheng Peng's hand almost fell out with a bang as it hit the blade.

Opposite him, Wu Shihao held the wooden stick with both hands and hit it again. He said disdainfully: "Beat me to death? Do you have the ability to attack the street like you?"

Zheng Peng's face was gloomy. He gritted his teeth and took a step back to avoid the wooden stick coming towards him. He raised his right hand and struck Wu Shihao's chest with the dog-leg knife.

Suddenly, there was a plop, and a figure tilted and hit the two people's feet.

Wu Shihao couldn't help but stop, and then he saw Long Chenghu walking over.

"hurry up."

After saying something to Wu Shihao, Long Chenghu, who was bare-handed, charged forward with all his strength.

"Pick your mother!"

Zheng Peng looked ferocious and raised his sword to strike.

As soon as the knife in his hand was raised, Long Chenghu suddenly stopped, twisted his waist, turned around and kicked his legs!

The legs were like dragons ascending to the sky, kicking Zheng Peng hard on the chin from bottom to top, sending him flying upside down and hitting the crowd!

Long Chenghu retracted his right foot without looking at Zheng Peng, who was struggling on the ground. He looked around, then turned around to look for his next opponent.

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"Sir, drink a bottle of soda to cool down the fire."

Zhang Jiaxin came over with two bottles of soda.

"Thank you."

He Yi took the soda and took a sip through the straw. He looked down at Huo Bin on Pier 5 on the beach and secretly sighed in his heart.

Every day in Hong Kong and Kowloon, there are conflicts and conflicts between social groups. But mostly the thunder is loud and the raindrops are light.

The younger brothers on both sides yelled "fuck you" several times, and the older brother slapped the table and pointed at the other person and yelled "fuck you, mother". In the end, most of them couldn't fight, and it ended in an anticlimax.

It is rare to see such a large-scale fight involving hundreds of people fighting with weapons.

"If there is such a big scene at just one pier, will it end badly later?"

He Yi was a little worried.

Li An took two sips of soda, his expression as usual:

"It doesn't end well? Which aspect do you mean?"

"Of course you are a reporter. You also know that newspapers sell gimmicks. It is daytime now, and as time goes by, if those newspaper reporters heard about it, how could they let such hot news go?"

He Yi curled his lips.

For reporters, those on duty are the most troublesome.

Being criticized and denounced is common.

After all, it’s about freedom of speech.

Reporters don't care whether you are a police officer or not, not to mention that most of the people who run newspapers are respectable businessmen and are not worried about retaliation against the newspaper.

Li An shook his head: "Don't worry, by the time the reporters get the news and come over, they will have already cleaned up."

(End of this chapter)