1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 73 The Swordsman from Ma Jiao

Gun ban in Hong Kong has a long history, dating back to the Gillette Street Gunfight in 1918.

The three robbers injured and killed more than a dozen policemen and citizens, including two foreign sirs. Since then, there has been a strict crackdown on private guns.

But the actual legislation of the Firearms and Ammunition Ordinance was only last year.

According to the regulations, if citizens want to carry guns, they need the personal approval of the head of the police force, the Commissioner of Police, and provide appropriate reasons.

But in reality, no matter what reasons are given, the director will not approve it.

Because no matter how many reasons citizens give for carrying guns, it is just based on "I want to carry a gun for self-defense". This reason is a slap in the face of the Hong Kong police force.

Can't our 25,000-plus uniformed police officers protect you? Holding a gun for self-defense, bullshit!
So in practice, it is almost impossible to get a gun license in Hong Kong.

If you carry a gun without a license, the maximum sentence is fourteen years. If you dare to make a sound while holding the gun, the sentence can be increased several times.

Don’t be fooled by the flying bullets in the movies. In fact, since the founding of Hong Kong, the number of cases of ordinary people committing crimes with guns can be counted on two hands.

Of course, police guns are not included.

"Brother Xing, this is just a business, do you think it's a war?"

So when Zhai Yuan heard Wei Xing asking him for a gun, he was really confused.

Besides, where can I get you a gun? Do you think I'm Ye Guohuan?
"You're worried that the gun you bought might be traced to you. I can make one myself. It's a homemade gun, single shot, and powerful."

Satellite answered calmly, as if saying, I ate two bowls of rice today.

Zhai Yuan stood in awe.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Why don't you open a martial arts school with Brother Yonggan..."

Satellite held the cigarette in his mouth and blew away the ash with a puff. He smiled and said nothing more.

Not long after, a black Honda stopped outside the housing estate.

The car window was rolled down and the driver looked at Zhai Yuan and Wei Xing. Although they were so close to each other, he did not say hello. Instead, he took out his brother's phone and dialed a number.

The phone in Zhai Yuan's hand started ringing.

After two rings, the driver hung up the phone, opened the car door and waved at Zhai Yuan.

"Boss, the troops you requested have been assembled. Uncle Long asked me to pick you up."

Although he looked very professional, Zhai Yuan cursed at him.

If this was the era of real-name phone cards, you would have sold me out with just one phone call. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty, you idiot!

He glared at the other person and nodded at the satellite: "Let's deal with the current situation first, and we can deal with the other things later."

Satellite took two deep puffs of the cigarette until the sparks burned the filter, then he threw it to the ground and stomped it out.

He looked at Zhai Yuan deeply and said with a smile: "I can see that people like you are young and ambitious, but also easy to offend others. Sooner or later, you will take the initiative to let me help you."

Wei Xing got into the car and the black Honda drove away.

Zhai Yuan stood there, slightly dazed.

"What did he tell you?"

Deng Leling came over and looked at Zhai Yuan with some concern.

Zhai Yuan shook his head and smiled, flicked off the ash from his cigarette, and said softly, "I seem to see a wolf that has been hungry for a long time."

……

Deng Guangrong was awakened by the ringing of the phone at three o'clock in the morning.

After hanging up the phone, he leaned against the head of the bed and subconsciously lit a cigar, but fell silent without taking a puff.

He didn't let out a breath until the cigar in his hand had cooled down for a long time.

A few hours ago, two flags of Lian Shun Le in Kwun Tong were pulled down.

A mahjong hall and a bar.

In terms of business, these two places don’t make much money, but they represent the signature force of Lian Shun Le in Kwun Tong.

With these two places, Lian Shun Le can do valet parking, pirated A-goods or protection fee business in the nearby streets. If it doesn't have them, it means that the name will be removed from Kwun Tong and it will not be allowed to come here to make money. "Brother Darong, the one who stepped on the floor was a crazy dog, and the janitor of the mahjong hall was a blasting bead. They are both experienced old four-nine. He took out his eyeball with one move. He is still in the hospital for rescue. The doctor said that his other eye may not be saved either."

"The incident at the Jiao Po Bar was even more outrageous. Brother Hua Hua, the double-knife warrior, personally showed up. He was a dignified Red Stick, but that crazy dog took away his double knives in just a few moves, and then stabbed Brother Hua's kidney with his backhand. Brother Hua will have to rely on a catheter to urinate from now on."

"Zhong You, there is news from Su Long Boxing Gym that the whole thing started because one of our people took over a handsome guy's video hall business. If they dare to do it again, they will step into your hall in Mong Kok next time."

The terrified voice of the society's advisor was still echoing in my ears.

Deng Guangrong didn't have time to get up.

The phone rang again.

This time it was a steady, middle-aged voice that spoke.

"Ah Rong, I heard about the society's affairs in Kwun Tong. Do you want me to send someone from Ma Kau to help you?"

Hearing this voice, Deng Guangrong unconsciously straightened his back and his voice became more humble.

"No, Uncle Ju, I can handle it myself."

The person who called was Liu Rongju, the founding leader of Lianshunle.

He is also the nephew of Liu Fu, the former Chief Chinese Detective of Hong Kong, and now a capable subordinate of the gambling king of Malaysia.

Even though he was far away in Malaysia, Liu Rongju still remotely controlled Lianshunle's every move in Hong Kong.

Even when he learned that Deng Guangrong wanted to make a movie to get out of trouble, he took the initiative to help him as a screenwriter. In fact, he used both soft and hard tactics to force him to produce a series of gang movies and even let him play the leading role. He used Deng Guangrong's image as a big brother on the screen to recruit more young people to join the gang, making it more difficult for the other party to clean up and escape from his control.

"Then quickly get rid of the opponent and don't let the other characters laugh at you. That's it."

Liu Rongju only said two sentences when he called.

But when he heard the busy tone coming from the receiver, Deng Guangrong's face turned ashen.

He suddenly grabbed the ashtray on the bedside table and smashed it against the opposite wall.

Amid the crisp sound of things breaking into pieces, Deng Guangrong gnashed his teeth with a ferocious look in his eyes.

You loser, since you refuse to give up this business honestly, I will let you know who is in charge in the film industry!

……

Overnight, the news that Lian Shun Le had its flag pulled down in Kwun Tong spread throughout the community.

The two armed fights in Lam Tin and Tseung Kwan O also attracted the attention of the police.

Although Deng Guangrong would not do something like calling the police and angering the emperor, the fact that he had just taken over Zhai Yuan's video hall business and was then stepped on by others still made many people focus on Zhai Yuan.

The first person to call and inquire was He Zilang.

He asked straight to the point: "Does what happened last night have anything to do with you?"

Zhai Yuan was packing up his belongings from his public housing estate and preparing to move to his new home on Kung Lok Road in Kwun Tong.

After packing the sorted clothes into the box, Zhai Yuan smiled at Zhao Meizhen, then walked out of the house with the phone.

Standing on the balcony, he asked into the receiver: "What happened last night?"

On the other end of the phone, He Zilang's breath was choked.

"That's a good answer."

He paused for a moment, then spoke again, "I would like to inform you of another thing. Deng Guangrong announced in the newspaper this morning that he would open ten video halls in Sau Mau Ping. He also contacted a group of celebrity actors to support him. His momentum is very strong."

Zhai Yuan was stunned, then smiled helplessly: "Hong Kong is so big, why is everyone eyeing this piece of land in Xiumaoping?"

He Zilang chuckled twice, and his meaning was obvious.

You made such a big scene last night and stomped on someone's face. It would be strange if they didn't come after you.

He Zilang: "There is one more thing, I don't know whether I should tell you."

Zhai Yuan: "Tell me about it."

He Zilang spoke slowly, "We just received a tip from the customs that two knifemen from Ma Jiao have arrived in Hong Kong. These two used to follow Deng Guangrong's uncle Liu Rongju and have a criminal record. They disappeared after landing. Now we suspect they have hidden in the Walled City. Be careful."

(End of this chapter)