Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 73: People Floating on the Sea [Seeking Follow-up Reading Recommendation]

"have to!"

Liang Kun nodded, then looked at Di Qing with a very satisfied look in his eyes: "Qingzi, you are reliable and the boss has always believed in you, but you are not qualified enough for the time being. If you become the leader directly, the losers in the society will definitely not agree."

"But don't worry, the boss will help you get a red stick this time, and next time the boss will definitely make you the boss of Fit."

"And the place in Yau Ma Tei, you took down the Yitang place tonight. Big Boss, please make the decision for Feilong. From now on, except for the share that is handed over to the society, the rest of the profits from the Yitang place will belong to you."

Liang Kun said, waving his hands proudly, "If he doesn't agree, I'll pay for it myself!"

Ah Bao said quickly: "Don't worry, Qingzi, I agree with this on behalf of Feilong, he will definitely not object."

Di Qing smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Kun and Brother Bao, but I will discuss this matter with Brother Feilong myself, so you don't have to worry."

"it is good."

Hearing this, Liang Kun said no more and waved his hand, "That's it for tonight, let's all go back and rest."

"By the way, Jiang Tiansheng will call a meeting of the leaders of each district tomorrow. You two should come with me and take care of your job assignments so that those losers won't find other excuses to make things difficult for you."

Ah Bao was stunned for a moment and didn't react: "Brother Kun, are you talking about the two of us?"

"Yes!"

Liang Kun nodded: "You have been the old four-nine for almost three years. The boss has decided to let you and Qingzai work together. After all, when Feilong becomes the boss, he must have a few people around him to help him. By then, you and Qingzai will be his right-hand men."

Ah Bao was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Kun!"

He knew that Brother Kun had agreed to give Qingzi the position, and he had no objection to it. After all, he had witnessed Di Qing's strength and ability with his own eyes, and he had also made a lot of contributions to the society during this period.

But he didn't expect that he would have a share?
Ah Bao quickly asked, "Brother Kun, what position do you want me to take? A white paper fan?"

"You wish! Fuck you!"

Liang Kun said unhappily, "The white paper fan is for military advisors, and they also have to help the society keep accounts. You can't read a single word, so what use are you to be a white paper fan? Even if I agree, the society won't agree. If you make a white paper fan that can't read, won't people in Hongxing laugh at you if the news gets out?"

Ah Bao smiled awkwardly and said, "I should have read more books earlier!"

"It's good to know!"

Liang Kun glared at him and said, "I was originally planning to let you make a red stick, but Qingzi is better at fighting than you, so I'll let Qingzi make a red stick first this year. You can make a straw sandal first. When you have a chance next year, the boss will ask the club to see if we can make a red stick for you."

"Straw sandals?" Abao was a little disappointed when he heard that.

The Sijiu Zhazhi is divided into three positions: a red stick, a white paper fan and straw sandals.

Although they are all positions, they are divided into different levels.

Among them, the four, two, and six red sticks are the twelve bottoms and have the highest status, followed by the four, one, and five white paper fans of the ten bottoms, and finally the four, three, and two straw sandals of the nine bottoms.

"What's wrong with straw sandals? What's wrong with straw sandals?"

Liang Kun cursed: "I, your boss, also made straw sandals in the past, and now I am the boss of Mong Kok. You idiot, don't you know what's good for you?"

Ah Bao curled his lips: "So what if you become the head of the hall? Don't you still sit at the back of every meeting?"

"Fuck you! What are you talking about?"

Liang Kun glared and said, "If you don't want to take up the position, forget it. I'll give it to someone else!"

"No, no, no! Brother Kun, I was just joking with you!" Abao begged for mercy quickly.

"You bastard!"

Liang Kun rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway, it's nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be late!"

The two nodded.

Di Qing asked in confusion: "Brother Kun, isn't there still two months until the club's annual meeting? Why is the meeting tomorrow?"

Liang Kun said unhappily, "It's all because of what happened tonight. Jiang Tiansheng, that bastard, is not happy that we acted without authorization, so he wants us to go over there and let him have a taste of being the leader. But I will take care of this matter, you just need to come with me tomorrow, and there's no need to talk about anything else."

Hearing this, Di Qing said no more and nodded, "Yes, Brother Kun."

Liang Kun nodded, then took his men downstairs and left.

At this time, Ah Bao came forward with a bitter face and said, "Qingzi, you are lucky. You have just joined the club for less than a month and you have already been assigned to a position, and you have been assigned to a red stick directly."

"I followed Brother Kun and served as a Blue Lantern for five years. I finally waited for Brother Kun to take over before I officially joined the society. Now I have been a 49er for almost seven years before I can get a job, and I can only make straw sandals. It's totally unfair!"

Di Qing smiled and comforted him: "Brother Kun just said, Brother Bao, you should make a straw sandal first, so that you can recruit younger brothers. When there is a chance next year, I will make a red stick for you, and it will be just as powerful then."

"The club only has three vacancies for appointments each year. It's not that easy."

Ah Bao shook his head: "Forget it, straw sandals are fine, he is a big boss after all."

"But the place in Yau Ma Tei will probably be renovated and reopened in less than a week. In such a short time, are we going to go to the side streets and find two hundred young men?"

Abao made a bitter face.

Di Qing thought about it for a moment and shook his head, "Don't worry, Brother Bao. There are still several days left. It should be fine."

"Besides, we made such a big noise tonight. Although we were targeted by the police, we also made our Hongxing famous. Maybe someone will come to us without us having to look for them."

"Yes!" Ah Bao's eyes suddenly lit up. "If it doesn't work, then we can recruit the Vietnamese gang and the Heyitang people. Anyway, these losers have nowhere to stay now. If we ask them, they will definitely come to follow us."

As he said that, he looked at Ah Sheng and Ma Wang standing by and ordered, "Ah Sheng, Ma Wang, you two should spread the word tomorrow that we at Hong Xing are recruiting people now. If anyone wants to follow us, bring him to the bar to find me!"

"Yes, Brother Bao!" Ah Sheng and Ma Wang nodded in agreement.

Abao nodded, then looked at Di Qing and said, "Qingzi, I'm going to go and deal with Agou and the others now. Do you want to come with us?" Di Qing was stunned. Agou and the others haven't been dealt with yet?
After hesitating for a moment, Di Qing nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Upon hearing this, Abao did not hesitate and immediately called Asheng and a few others, drove a truck and headed towards the edge of the city.

Dealing with corpses is a very important matter, and it is not advisable to have too many people follow, so there are only five people on this trip: Abao, Di Qing, Kele, Asheng and Ma Wang.

Ma Wang was driving, A Sheng was sitting on the passenger seat, and Di Qing, A Bao and Ke Le were sitting in the back seat.

Hearing the faint rolling sound coming from the cargo box at the back, Di Qing's eyes moved slightly and asked, "Brother Bao, are those guys lying in the back?"

Ah Bao nodded and said, "Yes, I did as you ordered. I filled a gasoline barrel with cement and sealed it during the day. However, it was too conspicuous during the day, so I didn't deal with it."

Only then did Di Qing feel relieved.

Soon, they arrived at a bay pier next to Tai Kok Tsui.

This is a private wharf, also managed by Hongxing, which is mainly responsible for smuggling.

After all, in this era, smuggling business is also a huge profit business.

Because of Hong Kong's geographical location and scarce resources, many things have to be transported by sea. As long as you have the connections, you can make money by shipping some supplies over.

Moreover, because it was an unregistered private wharf, there was no need to pay customs duties, and as long as one did not get caught, one would make a profit if the goods were transported, so there were many societies doing smuggling business in this era.

Including Liangkun’s flour, it is basically transported through the private dock here.

During the day, Abao had someone arrange for a small cargo boat to be parked at the dock, and there was also a small forklift for transporting cargo next to it.

Ma Wang parked his car at the beach, drove a forklift, and several people worked together to transport the gasoline barrels to the boat, and then sailed out to sea.

The waves were calm at night and the sea breeze was a little cool.

It was not until they were two or three hundred meters away from the shore that Ah Bao said, "Okay, that's enough. Let's just throw it here."

Several people nodded and worked together to throw the gasoline barrels into the sea one by one.

Following a series of plop sounds, this also meant that from now on there was one more strange disappearance case in the world.

"Huh...finally done!"

After the last gasoline barrel was thrown into the sea, several people slumped in the boat, gasping for breath.

Di Qing wiped the sweat from his head and made up his mind to recruit some reliable brothers as soon as possible.

After all, it is not convenient to handle this kind of thing by myself, and I can't keep bothering Abao and the others.

After all, not everyone can be trusted.

If the news leaks out, I will be in trouble in the future.

"Huh? What is that?"

At this time, the horse king seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly pointed to the sea in the distance and shouted: "Brother Bao, there seems to be a person floating over there?"

A few people turned their heads and saw that there seemed to be a person floating on the sea not far away.

"What's so strange about a person floating in the air?"

Ah Bao waved his hand and said, "There are many smuggling ships here. Every day, there are foreigners following the smuggling ships. I don't know how many people are thrown into the sea."

"Let's go, leave him alone!"

The horse king nodded and thought it made sense. He turned the boat around and prepared to go back.

But at this time, Di Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait, Brother Bao, since you have seen it, let's go over and take a look. If he is still alive, save him if you can."

He wondered if the people floating on the sea were from the mainland, after all, there were many people who had smuggled in from the mainland during that era.

He was also a mainlander in his previous life. If he meets someone from the mainland, he would help if he can.

Abao frowned, but did not refuse. He signaled Ma Wang to drive the boat over.

Soon, Ma Wang drove the boat over here, and A Sheng and Ke Le worked together to pull the people up.

It turned out to be an Asian man in his thirties with injuries on his body. He had no idea how long he had been soaking in the sea. His face was pale, but his chest was slightly rising and falling, indicating that he was still breathing.

"Oh my god! He's actually still alive?"

Everyone was a little surprised.

Ah Bao was also a little surprised and said, "Maybe he was just thrown into the sea not long ago, but this kid is really lucky."

At this moment, as if he felt that he was rescued, the man slowly opened his eyes, looked at the few people, and said with difficulty: "Save...save me!"

Before he could finish his words, the man fainted again.

Ah Bao frowned and said, "From the sound of his voice, he seems to be from the mainland, but he could also be from somewhere else. I don't know if this kind of person sneaking in is good or bad, and he doesn't have an ID card, so he's in a lot of trouble..."

Listening to the man's pure Mandarin, Di Qing was a little emotional and said, "Take him back. I will take care of the rest."

"Well, whatever you like!"

Abao shook his head and said nothing more. He waved his hand and asked Ma Wang to drive the boat.

The horse king understood and immediately steered the boat towards the dock.

(End of this chapter)