Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 69: Jianghu is a road of no return, it is not easy for ordinary people to be one!
"Old acquaintance!"

Before Chen Shixian could say anything, Kang Ge, with his big belly, brought a plate of fruit and put it on the table.

His originally small eyes were squeezed into a slit because of his smile, and he said with a smile: "They knew each other when your boyfriend was still in military uniform!"

"in those days……"

Brother Kang opened up and began to talk about the past. He just mentioned that Jiu Wenlong once broke into Yau Ma Tei alone and became famous in the underworld.

Jiu Wenlong came out of the kitchen and stuck half of his head out: "Hey, Brother Kang, a hero doesn't brag about his past achievements."

"Stop bragging. There is no Double Flower Red Stick Nine-Pattern Dragon here. There is only a Waiter Nine-Pattern Dragon."

"Come over here and peel the garlic!"

Brother Kang then went back to the cashier counter and took out a bunch of garlic and started peeling it.

"Brother Long was so awesome before!"

Wang Fengyi was still not satisfied and was filled with emotion.

I never expected that the former Shuanghua Honggun of Dong'an Society would be staying in a small ice house today to help them make noodles. It was simply unimaginable.

"Of course, Dong'an Society has its current size, and half of the territory was conquered by Jiuwenlong."

"The name of Jiu Wenlong is still very famous now. As long as he wants to stand out and blow the whistle and wave the flag, he will immediately have a group of die-hard fans to follow him."

"This ice house was named after the Nine-Pattern Dragon by Brother Kang."

Chen Shixian poked a piece of apple, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and preached slowly.

After returning from prison in Siam, Jiu Wenlong no longer has any fighting spirit. He is no longer the big brother who dominated Yau Ma Tei in the past.

He is just a small trader who has sheathed his fangs, retired from society, and has a peaceful mind.

But is it really that easy to quit the world of martial arts?
"Your tomato brisket noodles, pineapple buns, and lemonade."

Jiu Wenlong smiled as he held a tray and placed the food in front of Chen Shixian and Wang Fengyi one by one.

"Suck it!"

Chen Shixian picked up the beef brisket noodles and started slurping them, not forgetting to drink a few sips of the steaming, sour and sweet soup.

After finishing a full bowl of food, he comfortably lit a cigarette, smoked it happily, and waited patiently for Wang Fengyi to finish her meal.

At this moment, Chen Shixian noticed three sloppy-looking men wearing floral shirts and with hair dyed red, yellow and green respectively, walking in from outside the door.

With this exaggerated dress and hair color, you can tell at a glance that this is a dwarf mule.

He is still at the bottom of the society, and at best he is a small fry.

In Hong Kong Island, secret societies are rampant, and almost every household has some connection with any of them.

Those who are involved in gambling dens, entertainment venues, smuggling, white flour, and counterfeiting are all higher-level henchmen in the gang.

Most of the thugs are only responsible for helping to collect protection fees and gathering numbers for street fights.

"Brother Kang, pay the sanitation fee."

Red Hair walked in and stretched out his hand to Brother Kang.

"Are you kidding me? Do you know whose territory this is? Why are you here to collect protection money?"

Brother Kang was extremely angry. The world had changed now and anyone could cause trouble.

"My boss Pili Qiang said that if you open a store in our area, you have to follow our rules."

The red-haired man raised his nose to the sky and said disdainfully: "Brother Long is already lame, so don't think of yourself as Lame Hao."

"Do you really think you are still a Nine-Pattern Dragon?"

"I'm going to pounce on your mother, so keep your mouth shut!"

Kang Ge's face turned dark, and he raised the lucky cat on the table to smash it, but just as he raised it, he was stopped by Jiu Wenlong.

"Brother Kang, give it to him."

Jiu Wenlong's face was peaceful, without a trace of hostility, and he looked as if he would rather mind his own business.

"Did you hear me? I told you to bring it here, Kang, brother!"

The yellow-haired man curled his lips and smiled.

Kang Ge took out the protection fee from the cashier and handed it to them reluctantly. Hong Mao took it, counted it, and nodded with satisfaction.

As several people whistled and prepared to leave, their eyes fell on Wang Fengyi with shining eyes.

"Such a pretty girl, she can definitely make the top three in the Miss Hong Kong pageant, right?"

Red-haired boy chuckled and walked towards Wang Fengyi.

"Red Hair, we've paid the sanitation fee, so don't cause any trouble in my store!"

Jiu Wenlong's face darkened and he warned.

"I'll just chat with this pretty girl, it's okay."

The red-haired man waved his hand, looking indifferent and walking straight to Wang Fengyi as if no one was around.

"Pretty girl, nice to meet you. My name is Red Hair. You can call me Brother Red Hair."

Wang Fengyi didn't even look at him. She just ate pineapple buns with a calm look on her face.

"Oh, that's pretty cool, but I like it."

As the red-haired man spoke, his hands began to stretch forward restlessly.

"Qiang!"

Chen Shixian quickly pulled out the fork on the table and stabbed it into the red-haired man's right hand. A stream of blood spurted out and splashed all over the table.

"what!"

The red-haired man screamed, his face twisted in pain.

Chen Shixian pressed Hongmao's shoulders and cut his hand in half along his fingers.

The red-haired man fell to his knees, covering his palm that was split in half, and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

The yellow-haired and green-haired men's faces changed drastically, and they immediately swung their fists and rushed forward to assist.

"Bang, bang!"

Chen Shixian picked up the plate on the table and smashed it hard on the yellow-haired man's head, causing his head to bleed.

Then he turned around and kicked the green-haired guy away.

Green-haired's body hit the dining table behind him like a sandbag and then fell to the ground.

The pain made him arch his body like a shrimp, holding his stomach, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

They understood that they had hit a wall and were encountering a tough guy.

Wang Fengyi took out a piece of paper and wiped her hands, her beautiful eyes full of admiration for Chen Shixian.

"Red, yellow and green are so abstract. Wouldn't it be cooler to imitate the gangsters and stand on the road as traffic lights?"

Chen Shixian, holding a cigarette in his mouth, took the health fee from Hongmao's pocket and kicked him over: "Get lost!"

The three younger brothers were pale and wailing as they crawled out of the Kowloon Ice House.

Chen Shixian put the sanitation fee on the cash register and looked at Jiuwenlong who was cleaning the floor with a mop, speechless.

Even though people are getting too arrogant, you still tolerate it.

Chen Shixian held Jiu Wenlong's mop and said, "Brother Long, a few weaklings can run wild on you. I almost don't recognize you anymore."

"Then let's get to know each other again."

Jiu Wenlong's face was calm: "I have retired from the martial arts world and have long stopped caring about martial arts."

"I am lame now, and I have a son. I just want to stay in the ice house with Brother Kang until we retire."

"Be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life."

Chen Shixian let go of the mop and said calmly:
"Since you want to retire from society, wouldn't it be better to stay in Siam or go to Yuen Long to raise pigs and grow vegetables?"

"From the moment you set foot on Hong Kong Island, you are already in the underworld."

"As a gangster, you know how many people you offend, how many enemies you have, and how many people are afraid of you."

"It's not that easy to be an ordinary person."

(Nine-patterned dragon!)
(End of this chapter)