Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 82: Thousands of people showing off their horses! (First subscription exceeds , additional content. Please subscribe)
At around 5pm, Tong Xin and his younger brothers from various gangs, some taking the subway and some taking minibuses, gathered in groups of three or five towards the gang in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"What's going on with He Shengyi?" Scorpion Wen called the men he had sent out to ask.

"No movement."

"No?"

"Yes, boss. Most of the Little God of Wealth's places are closed. The ones that are open are all for spectators. No outsiders are seen."

"Keep watching." After hanging up the phone, Scorpion Wen scratched his head. This shouldn't be the case.

If the flag is really pulled down, the pair of red sticks will become a joke.

After a while, he shook his hands in annoyance and said, "Never mind, just beat him first!"
He specially spent money to hire three good fighters, and if Wang Yaotang dared to come, he would be killed!
……

At 7 o'clock in the evening, when night had just fallen, a long row of minibuses were parked near several halls of Heshengyi. Then the hall leader gave the order to gather people, and batches of thugs quickly got on the buses. Soon all the minibuses were full. With a step on the accelerator, the convoy of minibuses quickly drove into the night.

"Come, take the money." The last person to get on the bus was carrying a bag.

"The guys from Xinhe are out there killing people and taking the bus and subway. They have no money but try to show off like others. Ha, bah. Look at us and Shengyi. Brother Yao has specially contacted the minibus company to give everyone. Isn't that impressive!" Those who came with the money and the weapons were all Wang Yaotang's specially arranged men. As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became lively.

"There is Coke prepared by Brother Yao for everyone in the car, drink as much as you want, but don't throw away the bottle, you'll take it with you later and smash Tong Xinhe's poop to death!"

"Brother Yao is so awesome!"

"Little God of Wealth is rich and shows off!"

Minibuses were arranged from the Tseung Kwan O church, the Tsuen Wan church, the Sha Tin church, and even the Tsim Sha Tsui church which was only a few hundred meters away. 60 minibuses from all over the place converged on Carnarvon Road.

……

The police had been keeping an eye on the movements of Tong Xin Wo. As a large number of thugs began to gather, Yau Ma Tei Police Station immediately began to mobilize uniformed police officers towards Tsim Sha Tsui.

With thousands of people showing off their horses, it is impossible to expect a few people from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau to stop them.

What Wang Yaotang said a few days ago is still ringing in the ears of the uniformed police: There are no awards for meritorious service, but they are the first to rush to the front when dealing with trivial matters.

There is one good thing though, no matter how things turn out in the end, the uniformed police will neither receive any credit nor be criticized.

Huang Bingyao was extremely anxious and kept calling Xie Ziwen and Wang Yaotang, but neither of them answered the phone.

The police have no good solution for this kind of thing. If possible, of course they would like to arrest Scorpion Wen and Wang Yaotang directly. Without a leader, there would be no way to show off their talents. The problem is that the police and the criminals have been fighting wits and courage for many years and have gained experience.

Before every major event like this, all the members of the society would go into hiding.

The police can only worry!
……

At half past seven, Tong Xin and more than 1000 of his men were all in place, and Scorpion Wen, Zhuzai Fei, Datong, Bronze Dog, Dashengtian, Baoji, Datousheng and others went downstairs one after another.

The streets in Hong Kong Island are narrow, and the more than 1000 people gathered together blocked the entire street, which also extended far behind.

Standing on tiptoe, looking at his subordinates who seemed to be endless, Scorpion Wen was trembling with excitement.

The last time Tong Xinhe showed off his horsepower was seven years ago. At that time, he was just a nobody and was inconspicuous in the crowd. He just looked with envy and longing at Jin Yacheng, Kui Shu and other gang members in front of the crowd who were handing out money to boost the atmosphere. At that time, he was determined to be as powerful as him one day!
Now, the wish has come true and he is feeling very excited. At this moment, Scorpion Wen feels that his life has reached its peak. With just one word, he can call on thousands of his followers to show off their skills. I, Scorpion Wen, can do anything!

There will definitely be a place for me, Scorpion Wen, in the future of the world!
"go!"

"Sweep away He Shengyi's plop!"

It’s not just Scorpion Wen that’s exciting.

Zhuzaifei, Datong, Tonggou, Dashengtian, Baoji, Datousheng and others were equally excited. Those old guys should retire!

It’s time for them to take the lead!

The bosses of the gang were excited, and so were the gang members below them.

Taking part in a horse show in front of thousands of people is your capital. When you go back, you will be the brightest among your peers.

For a moment, there was a lot of noise and a crowd of thousands of people pressed towards the He Shengyi Jiandong Hall.

……

"Boss, Xinhe's henchmen are out on the street. What should we do? Should we stop them?"

"Stop, what can you use to stop me?" Huang Bingyao yelled angrily.

Although the Royal Police has nearly 20000 personnel, a large number of them are civilian personnel. In the four major police districts of Yau Ma Tei, there are less than 2000 people who can actually come out to do their work.

Why do people from the traffic police, fire police, marine police, criminal crime department, commercial investigation department and other departments get involved in such a mess?

The only ones who can be mobilized are the uniformed police and PTU...

Don’t other areas need to maintain law and order?

In fact, Huang Bingyao can only mobilize about 200 police officers at the moment.

The streets are interconnected and gangsters can gather or disperse at any time. How many people are needed to control every street?
Of course, if the Police Force really takes this seriously, it can mobilize thousands of police officers at any time. The problem is that the British Hong Kong government has always been soft on issues such as illegal gatherings and violent marches...

There is even a certain degree of tacit approval of the problem of community violence, and a series of laws have been passed to strictly restrict the police, making it difficult for the Hong Kong police to deal with such problems.

After all, the more the Chinese below fight, the more secure the British talents above will be.

This method has been honed to perfection during hundreds of years of colonization.

As for the Chinese Hong Kong police...

Someone has to do the heavy lifting, and it's you, the Royal Police!

If someone fails to handle the matter well, just remove him from his post and give an explanation to all sectors of society. After that, the singing and dancing can continue as usual!

"But the people from He Shengyi haven't shown up yet. What if these people scatter and start looting and smashing things?"

"What's the current situation with He Shengyi?" Huang Bingyao asked his subordinates with a stern face.

"There has been no movement." The subordinate whispered.

"Ah? Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"Fuck you, mother. You didn't come out when you were supposed to!" Huang Bingyao kicked the trash can next to him with an annoyed look on his face. He was more anxious than Wang Yaotang now. Why don't you gather people and wait for your mother!

Community conflicts are always better than affecting ordinary citizens!
If looting and vandalism really happen, he will be stripped of his skin on the spot!

"Watch closely!"

Arrests?

How to catch it?
Not to mention thousands of people, even thousands of pigs cannot be caught!

Huang Bingyao was so anxious that he was walking around in circles, asking his subordinates about the situation every minute, but there was no response every time.

... "Where are the people from the various halls?"

Carnarvon Road, Asia United Property Company on the 15th floor of Chiyou Building was used by Wang Yaotang as the headquarters for this operation. Standing by the window and looking down, one could see the police PTU convoy.

“They are all waiting for orders from Kimberley Road to Granville Road.”

"Where are our people?"

"Stand by near Hankou Road."

Wang Yaotang was looking down with a telescope. Huang Bingyao was walking around on the sidewalk with his hands on his hips. "It seems our Mr. Huang is getting impatient."

Ajie and a few others also leaned against the window and watched, and couldn't help laughing.

Huang Bingyao paused. Why did he seem to hear a burst of laughter?
Looking around, no, they are all the same people. Because both sides are showing off their horses, there are no pedestrians on the street at all.

"What is he looking at?"

"Are you looking for us?" Awei said with a smile.

Everyone laughed.

"Okay, let's get everyone here and prepare for the welcoming ceremony."

"Okay!" Ajie jumped out, grabbed the phone and made a call.

A few minutes later……

"Boss, there are suddenly a lot of cars..."

"I saw it!" Huang Bingyao frowned and looked, and saw dozens of minibuses almost filling the entire street. The doors of the buses opened, and people jumped out of the buses and quickly rushed towards this end of the street.

"Oh my god!" The men around him cursed, "No wonder we can't find it."

"Damn, if you have money, you can show off. How much did it cost to hire so many minibuses?"

Huang Bingyao cursed Wang Yaotang for having so much money to burn, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. All the actors were there, so there was no need to worry about messing up!

"What the hell are you looking at? Go and mobilize some people. We can't let the two gangs come into contact with each other!" Huang Bingyao roared.

After gathering with Shengyi's troops, the younger brother arranged by Scorpion Wen immediately got on his motorcycle and went back to report the news.

Upon receiving the message, Scorpion Wen yelled, "I'm gonna fuck his mother!"

"This bastard!"

"What the fuck is a double flower red stick? I think she should be called a double flower whore!"

The other people's expressions were equally ugly.

It's no wonder they were angry, in a normal show of force contest both sides would gather their men and then head towards each other, because they didn't necessarily meet in the same place, and the streets in Hong Kong Island were narrow yet interconnected, so it was normal for many people to run into each other in two or three nearby streets.

Therefore, it is difficult for the police to control the situation, and most of the time when they arrive, the two parties have already come into contact.

Now that they were about to arrive, Wang Yaotang's large group of troops suddenly appeared. If Tong Xinhe dared to divide his troops to clean up the place, he would be eaten up by the enemy with superior forces.

The most crucial thing is that the police have been targeting people from Tong Xinhe from the very beginning, and their manpower is not dispersed, making it difficult for conflicts to arise.

If Dashaima starts off well but ends badly, how can he continue to rise to the top with his power?
The two groups of people were approaching each other quickly, and even though they were over 200 meters apart, they could hear each other's noise!

Huang Bingyao, who was in the middle, was sweating profusely. Time was running out, and only 200 of the 140-plus people had gathered. In a crowd of more than 2000 people, he felt like a little girl who had been cornered...

Shaking!

This thin line of defense could be breached at any time.

Huang Bingyao was nervous, and the uniformed police were even more trembling in their hearts, but they still blocked the street with explosion-proof shields under the orders of their superiors.

"Back off, back off!"

"Don't come over!"

Lei Zhun stood in the crowd and approached Shengyi, searching the crowd. He looked several times but did not see Wang Yaotang. He immediately started to curse, "Why didn't he show up for such a big event?"

"What the fucking little god of wealth, what the fucking double-flowered red stick, what a coward, what a bastard!"

He was also planning for a real fight between the two sides, so that he could justifiably shoot and take revenge. But now, the target did not show up!
"He Shengzi, hand over the murderer!"

"Hand over the murderer!"

"Trampling Kazuo Shengyi!"

"Trampling Kazuo Shengyi!"

Scorpion Wen yelled loudly, stirring up the atmosphere. No matter what, they had to fight today, and they had to fight with power!

No one can stop him from rising to power, not even the police, I say!
"Please let your mother do it, I will let you guys have sex with her and give you a sister!"

"Tread on your grandpa's ashes!"

"The idiot from Xinhe!"

Huang Bingyao saw that the two sides were getting more and more angry, so he drew his gun, pointed his hand at the sky and pulled the trigger. "Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

The sound of gunfire calms people down!

"Go back to bed obediently, and pretend nothing happened tonight!"

"No one is allowed to take another step forward!"

"Where's your boss? Where's the little god of wealth?"

"Wang Yaotang, get the hell out!" Huang Bingyao yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Sir Huang, stop shouting!" Shaze almost stuck to the shield and pointed to the sky with a playful smile, "My brother is there."

Huang Bingyao was stunned and looked up, only to see a light source flashing rhythmically.

Ajie and Awei carried two speakers to the window, and Wang Yaotang shouted with the microphone: "Leihou, Mr. Huang, you must be working so hard at night. Come up and eat hot pot!"

Huang Bingyao's thousands of words are summed up in the simplest words: I'll fuck your mother!

More than 2,000 people from both sides were crowded on a street, and a large-scale conflict could break out at any time. He led the police in fear. It turned out that this guy had been watching from upstairs, what a beast!
Just watch the show!

And you're jumping out to add fuel to the fire at this time!

Huang Bingyao can already imagine the front-page headlines of major newspapers tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)