Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 393, page 169: The Scapegoat
Going down and going head-to-head with Handsome Sheng is something only a fool would do.

Hua Langgui wasn't crazy. He knew perfectly well that his fancy but ineffective skills were no match for the future Double Flower Red Stick of the Water Room, but he still insisted on banging his head against a rock!

A head-on confrontation is not a wise move!
However, the underworld of Hong Kong is not lacking in shrewd and ambitious scoundrels, such as the scoundrel in front of us, Golden Hair.

Hong Kong has no shortage of martial arts schools, and Hua Langgui followed suit, establishing the Golden Dragon Martial Arts School in preparation for participating in the underground boxing competition in Kowloon Walled City next year.

Golden Retriever, who was a newspaper vendor, had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was very skilled in punches and kicks. However, his father was also a newspaper vendor, so after graduating from secondary school, he did not continue his studies but instead helped his father set up a newspaper stall.

Although Hua Langgui didn't own many venues, he was a rising star in the Donglian Society.

One night, after having a late-night snack, he was about to go to Du Laozhi's nightclub with his trusted henchmen when he saw the Tong gang of the Number Gang causing trouble at Jin Mao's newsstand. He stepped in and dealt with the Number Gang members.

However, Golden Retriever's ability to take on ten men at once still amazed Flower Wolf, so he took him in as his son and kept him by his side as a younger brother.

“Golden Hairy, this time I’m giving you a chance to shine. Handsome Winner is too arrogant, showing off his horse in Yau Ma Tei in broad daylight. Go and teach this bastard a lesson.”

Hua Langgui took out a new cigar from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and sent Jinmaozai to cause trouble for Liangzai Sheng.

As his name suggests, Golden Hairy Boy had a buzz cut, but his hair was dyed yellow. Even on the streets full of thugs, he was a striking sight. He chuckled and nodded, then led a few of his brothers out.

The purpose of parading horses through the streets is to demonstrate strength. If someone tries to cause trouble, it will definitely make Liangzai Sheng look bad.

Hua Langgui bit off the end of the cigar, spat it out, and prepared to find a rooftop to enjoy the show he had directed.

In fact, the other triads in Yau Ma Tei dared not speak out against Liangzai Sheng's arrogant behavior. Lao Fu lost, and Dong Lian She also failed. The remaining small triads and gangs certainly did not have the capital to stand up.

It was precisely because Chi Mengli had anticipated this that he dared to stage a parade at the end of the year. He had been too quiet lately and hadn't attracted any attention, which wouldn't do!
If a gangster doesn't like to show off or commit crimes, then what kind of gangster is he?
Sitting in the back seat of a Volvo sedan, Chi Mengli, with a Double Happiness cigarette dangling from her mouth, looked through the dark car window at the gangsters on the street, their arms crossed and their faces grim.

They didn't care at all, because these losers were all cowards, waiting for the artillery to appear.

It's 100% certain that a fortress will appear today; it's just uncertain which gang will step forward.

"Slow down! Don't go too fast!"

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli flicked some ash into the ashtray and waited for the cannon to appear.

He didn't have to wait long; a minute later, the turret appeared!
Under the sunlight, a young man with blond hair stood in the middle of the road, blocking the way of the Volvo sedan.

"Brother Sheng! Should I go down and deal with this clueless bastard?"

Xi Zai didn't step on the brakes and continued to move forward at a steady speed, volunteering to deal with the roadblocker.

"The green hills remain, the clear waters flow, the floats parade through the streets, the battle at Gaixia is reenacted. I, Jinmao, a member of the Donglian Society, have come to seek your guidance. I hope my senior brother, Dalushan, will enlighten me!"

The Hong Kong Triads all correspond to the Hung Shun Tong of the Hung Mun. Only the Lao Fu can call themselves Jin Tai Shan, while Wo Kee, the Chaozhou Gang, and those with the characters "Quan," "Yi," and "Hong" all call themselves Mainland Shan.

Chen Jinnan established Jintaishan in Hong Kong (some say it was established in Nanjing). Later, Dr. Sun Yat-sen reorganized the Zhigongtang and established all the Triad disciples in Hong Kong, all of whom called themselves disciples of the Mainland Mountain.

However, this does not include the East Group and the British Associated Press, because these two are outer disciples of the Hongmen, and in terms of lineage, they should be successors of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, people of the martial arts world, not people of the Jianghu.

Therefore, this blond-haired guy can only use the East Union Society's signboard, not the Hongmen's mountain hall.

Someone taught me!

You stupid dog, stick it up on the wall!

This set of slang was used by Hongmen disciples during martial arts competitions. The Chu and Han were originally one family, so why fight amongst themselves? Because it has been incorporated into storytelling, the corresponding slang and slang have been abolished.

The reason why the Hongmen holds a general meeting every year is to unify the secret language of the Spring Festival and, incidentally, to add the Hongmen Undersea Members to the list of core members.

Chi Mengli understood immediately, but didn't say anything. She didn't ask Xihuanzi to stop the car either, pretending not to have seen anything.

Black Tiger in the second car didn't get out either, but he gave a wink to his henchman, Rotten Bone Dragon, who was sitting in the passenger seat, signaling him to get out and deal with the bastard.

The gangsters standing on both sides of the street were all intrigued, and someone immediately opened a betting pool to see if the "Golden Hairy Boy" could last three rounds.

No one was surprised that the East Union Society stepped forward. Recently, Ji Mi has been acting too arrogantly, suppressing the East Union Society. If the East Union Society doesn't step forward and stand at the forefront, the situation will collapse even faster.

The big money pipes in the venue don't want to be without business every day. Since Handsome Sheng is so powerful, let's drive out the East Union Society and bring in the money pipers. Anyway, everyone has to pay the fees, so who cares!

The tacitly understanding Rotten Bone Dragon jumped out of the car, walked up to Golden Hairy, pulled out a folding knife from his waist, and threw it on the ground: "A country has its laws, a family has its rules. Subordinates defying superiors, do you know the rules here?"

If it were a show of horses, a flag-planting ceremony, or a grand opening, there wouldn't be these formalities. But since this guy directly revealed his secret code, it means he has to follow the rules of the Hongmen.

That's really bad!
The "Four-Nine" fight against the "Red Pole" is an act of insubordination. The subordinate must first endure three cuts to the legs before they can even begin the fight.

Golden Hairy knew the rules. He picked up the folding knife and stabbed himself in the leg three times. Then he gritted his teeth and looked at Rotten Bone Dragon.

"The wind is strong, the rain is heavy, and the waves are high; the brothers, like dragons and tigers, test their swords!"

"Three times eight equals twenty-one, all men are brothers under heaven! May I ask where you stand, senior brother?"

The golden retriever, with a pale face due to his injured thigh, still managed to tremble as he called out about the incision.

Seeing that the rules had been followed, Rotten Bone Dragon loudly replied, "The Hongmen is a ruthless blade, cutting down all the wicked who do not belong to the Zhao family!"

"Sworn brothers, bound by three drops of water, vow to fight the Qing and restore the Ming together for life!"

The challenger gets stabbed three times, the accepter gets punched three times.

Rotten Bone Dragon dared not break the rules. He took three steps forward, gathered his energy, and stood in a boxing stance, waiting for Golden Hairy to make his move.

Without hesitation, the blond-haired boy struck out, delivering three powerful punches to the abdomen, chest, and chin.

This kind of childish street performance made Chi Mengli very embarrassed. This is a performance show, not a martial arts competition!
However, only now can we still see the competition of upholding the rules of the Hongmen. In two years, the top leaders of the underworld won't care about these formalities anymore. It'll all be about "I'll kill your whole family today, and send them all to the underworld tomorrow." Nobody has ever truly believed the saying "misfortune should not extend to family members"!

The gangsters completely abandoned the so-called code of honor and the rules of the Hongmen. They stopped pretending and went straight to fighting with knives and blood, risking their lives for profit.

After taking three punches, Rotten Bone Dragon spat on the ground, spraying spittle and blood directly onto the ground. Then, he threw a straight punch at Golden Hairy, attacking with his hands and kicking Golden Hairy's injured thigh.

With his injured thigh making movement difficult, Rotten Bone Dragon kicked him perfectly, adding insult to injury and gaining a huge advantage. But Golden Hairy didn't want to give up the opportunity to stand out that he had worked so hard for.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, rushed forward, and punched the Rotten Bone Dragon in the head.

The two exchanged punches and kicks, and a chaotic brawl ensued.

The gangsters lining both sides of the street cheered and encouraged the players they had bet on.

After learning Muay Thai at the boxing gym, Rotten Bone Dragon immediately displayed his super offensive ability, unleashing a furious onslaught on Golden Hairy Boy. However, Golden Hairy Boy was no pushover either; this guy had been practicing external martial arts since childhood, the legendary Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover.

He took several punches from the Rotten Bone Dragon and struggled to close the distance.

Having discerned Golden Hair's intentions, Rotten Bone Dragon was also waiting for this opportunity. He thrust his right elbow like a poisonous dragon piercing the heart, aiming straight for the Tanzhong acupoint.

Facing the deadly attack, the blond-haired boy neither dodged nor avoided, but chose to withstand it head-on. He gathered his energy from his dantian, wrapped his arms around himself, and blocked the attack. Taking advantage of the pause in the attack, he grabbed the opponent's elbow joint with his backhand and twisted it in the opposite direction.

With a loud "crack!", the Golden Hairy Boy dislocated the Bone Dragon's arm!

"I lost it!"

The intense pain caused Rotten Bone Dragon to roar, his eyes turning bloodshot, and his left knee slammed into his opponent's groin like a cannonball.

There was no way to dodge this knee strike. The blond-haired boy could only endure the excruciating pain, lift his injured thigh, and head-on collide with it. It was better to suffer mutual injury than to lose everything!

After a brief clash, both sides tacitly withdrew their legs, but Golden Hair seized the opening of Rotten Bone Dragon, took a step forward, grabbed Rotten Bone Dragon's waist, and slammed Rotten Bone Dragon to the ground with a Yama's Slamming Hand.

The rotten bone dragon, which had been thrown to the ground, struggled a few times but couldn't get up. It lay limp on the ground, its rear end exposed instead of its face, which should have been shown.

Black Tiger, who was driving, angrily slammed his fist on the steering wheel, complaining that his lead horse was disappointing. It always said it was almost there when practicing, but when it came to the real thing, it couldn't hold up.

The gangsters who were watching the spectacle were all greatly disappointed. They had thought the competition would go on for a hundred rounds, but it turned out that the gangsters from the water room were all show and no substance. The gangsters who lost money cursed loudly, while the gangsters who won the bet were all smiles.

Sitting in the car, Chi Mengli sighed. It's true what they say, if you don't take action, you won't even get a free meal. Looks like they'll have to choose a fighter. Hei A Hu is utterly useless; everything he does goes wrong! He's really unlucky!
According to the rules of the Hung Society, after passing through two gates and finishing the Four-Nine-Zai (a type of martial arts), one can challenge the Red Pole (another martial arts). If one wins, one will achieve fame and fortune, and the stack will become valuable. If one loses, one must leave behind the ring finger.

Yazhaku has a habit of cutting off fingers, and so does the Hongmen. If there are no punishments for insubordination, there will be a lot of traitors.

"You're quite skilled. I won't bully the weak. You can get someone to bandage you up."

Chi Mengli took off her suit jacket and placed it on the hood of the car. She then sat down and asked Jinmaozi to call someone to bandage her wound.

Double red sticks in the water room!
The Emperor of Yau Ma Tei!
The biggest boss among the big bosses!

The world of martial arts is different from the business world; the more famous a person is, the more stable their status in the martial arts world becomes!
Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, whose smile carried a hint of wickedness, Golden Hair couldn't bring himself to apply the gangster's reputation to him.

Although he remained silent, the brothers who came with the blond-haired boy had already taken out the hemostatic powder and gauze they had prepared and bandaged the wound.

Seeing this, Chi Mengli smiled disdainfully. This guy came prepared! Even if I didn't go out on the night watch, this scoundrel would still come looking for trouble.

But this is good too. It can be resolved in one go, and it's also a good opportunity to send a warning to these scoundrels, letting them know whose territory Yau Ma Tei is!

After bandaging his wound, Golden Hairy moved his injured leg, then nodded to Handsome Sheng sitting on the hood of the car, got into a boxing stance, and prepared to fight.

Standing up from the front of the car, Chi Mengli beckoned to the blond-haired boy with a provocative gesture, indicating that the scoundrel in front of her could attack. Then she spread her arms and looked at the blond-haired boy with disdain.

Enraged by Chi Mengli's arrogant behavior, the blond-haired boy endured the excruciating pain in his leg and darted forward in two strides, attacking Chi Mengli directly at her vital parts.

The fist, as big as a clay pot, was getting closer and closer, but Chi Mengli showed no panic. Just as the fist reached him, he quickly reached out, grabbed the fist, and slowly pried it outward.

When he saw his fist being gripped, the blond-haired boy sneered. He tried to break free, but then realized something was wrong. The strength he had honed through countless trials was of no use whatsoever to Chi Mengli.

Chi Mengli's five fingers were as hard as pliers, and she couldn't break free at all.

Startled, the blond-haired boy quickly extended his leg, but when it came into contact with Chi Mengli's leg, it felt like kicking an iron pipe.

Not far!
Chi Mengli sneered, released the golden-haired boy's fist, and threw a straight punch, hitting the golden-haired boy squarely in the forehead.

The punch may have looked light and airy, but the blond-haired boy had only one thought in his mind: he couldn't avoid it!

The moment he was hit in the forehead, the blond boy's mind went blank, his vision filled with golden light, then everything went black, and he knelt down, head down.

Chi Mengli sat back on the hood of the car, looked at the golden-haired boy lying on the ground, waited a few seconds, and seeing that the guy really couldn't get up, waved his hand and told Spinach Dong behind him to do the work.

Spinach East licked his lips, picked up a folding knife from the ground, walked up to Golden Hairy, and used the folding knife to chop off Golden Hairy's little finger, one stroke at a time.

The gangsters present remained silent. Handsome Boy's move was simply too brilliant. Even if they were not convinced verbally, they were convinced in their hearts!

The patrol officers, who should have stopped it all, were blocked by the human wall at the water station and could not see the scene.

The golden retriever, already unconscious, let out two pitiful screams.

Spinach Dong, who cut off Golden Hairy's ring finger, threw the finger on Golden Hairy's body, signaling Golden Hairy's henchmen to carry him away.

There's still time; if we take him to the clinic, his finger can still be reattached.

(End of this chapter)