Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Fuck your mother, Blind Hui, do you even know this is Wo Shing turf?"

"You bastard! You dare to whine when I ask you for a pack of cigarettes, and you even dare to steal my money? You're asking for trouble!!"

The voice sounded familiar. He Yaozong looked over and found Xiwei, who had just finished his midnight snack, was leading a few thugs to beat and kick a skinny man.

The man was knocked to the ground. Although Xiwei and others' fists and kicks fell on his back like a storm, he still held on to the cigarette box in his arms.

It’s just that Xiwei and others beat him really hard, and the man felt pain and couldn’t help but beg for mercy loudly.

"Little Viagra, little Viagra!

I...I came here to smoke cigarettes with Brother Jimmy's permission!

If you don’t give me money, I’ll… I’ll go back and make them angry and they won’t let me off…”

"You dare to use Brother Jimmy to pressure me? I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Xiwei had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, after Manghui begged for mercy, his punches and kicks seemed to be even more powerful.

He Yaozong couldn't help but frown.

From the stuttering voice of the beaten man, he roughly knew who the man called "Blind Hui" by Xiwei and others was (Blind Hui, from "Mobile Unit - Desperate Road").

This is a gangster who lives at the bottom of Hong Kong Island.

A poor guy who has no one to rely on and is bullied by gangsters, patrolling policemen, and even neighbors.

Another unknown person in society, the territory dominated by gangsters, always releases the most thorough malice towards the weak.

Unfortunately, Blind Hui is such a weak person.

Honest, cowardly, and introverted are the labels of this slightly hunchbacked young man. In this dim video room, these labels seem to have become his innate original sin.

As Xiwei worked hard, Manghui, who was lying on the ground, began to fall into a semi-comatose state.

But everyone in the video room was just watching this with great interest. Everyone knew that even if Blind Hui was beaten to death here, it would just be another body sunk in the sea near a pier in Hong Kong Island tonight.

No one cares about his life or death, including the police who usually force Blind Hui to be a tainted witness.

"Brother Xiwei, the movie is about to start."

Just as Xiwei was about to lift a bench and smash it against Blind Hui's back, He Yaozong stretched out his hand to block his arm.

Xiwei was a little surprised, but when he saw that the person coming was He Yaozong, he couldn't help but put down the bench in his hand.

"Ayao, do you know this guy?"

"I don't know him, but it's not worth killing someone just for the money for a pack of cigarettes."

He Yaozong glanced at Bianhui who was dying on the ground, then took out a fifty-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to Xiwei.

"Consider this pack of cigarettes my treat. How about some Viagra?"

Xiwei chuckled awkwardly and then dropped the chair in his hand.

He clapped his hands and rejected the fifty yuan that He Yaozong handed to him.

"Ayao, I, Xiwei, am not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance of things. Since you are willing to speak up for Blind Hui, then he is lucky today. I won't bother with him anymore."

"Thank you very much, Brother Xiwei, for your kindness."

Xiwei waved his hand, too lazy to look at Bianhui lying on the ground.

Then change the subject.

"Oh, Yao, the discs we're going to broadcast tonight were brought over from Taiwan by Jimmy. They're all real-life military shows.

If you get excited tonight, I'll take you to Bowling Green for a good time!"

"No need for that little Viagra. I have something to say to the man lying on the ground."

He Yaozong smiled apologetically and pointed at Blind Hui on the ground.

Xiwei nodded.

Then he kicked Blind Hui on the ground.

"Blind Hui, my brother is talking to you, are you deaf?"

Upon hearing this, Blind Hui, who had been beaten almost to the point of fainting, struggled to get up from the ground holding the cigarette box.

Fear prevented him from looking up, but he still thanked He Yaozong in an inaudible voice.

He Yaozong didn't say much. He patted Manghui's shoulder and motioned him to walk out of the video room with him.

Chapter 12 I Just Don’t Want Grandpa to Miss Out on Wealth

After leaving the video hall, there is a food stall next door.

Food stalls are one of the places that offer the most cheap entertainment late at night.

Neighbors finishing work, gangsters whose emotions have not been satisfied for the day, and young couples returning from the movies.

The noisy drinking games and the unbridled sounds of blowing water interweave to create a lively atmosphere on the streets late at night.

Everyone's attention was focused on their respective dining tables, and almost no one looked at Blind Hui, who had a bruised face and was following He Yaozong timidly.

He Yaozong ordered a hot pot, then opened a bottle of chilled beer and handed it to Manghui.

Blind Hui quickly put the cigarette box on the table, stood up and took it with both hands.

"Do you feel that life is very frustrating every day?"

He Yaozong opened another bottle of beer for himself and asked.

Blind Hui did not answer, but just lowered his head even lower, which was considered as his agreement with He Yaozong's statement.

He Yaozong picked up the bottle and took a sip.

Then he smiled and said, "Actually, I also feel that my life is very frustrating, but as a person, you still have to have goals.

It's okay to feel frustrated for a while, but don't plan to be a coward for the rest of your life."

“I…I have a goal!

I want to save enough money to get an ID card for Xiaohui."

In that instant, there seemed to be light in Blind Hui's eyes.

He Yaozong picked up the bottle and motioned for Manghui to clink wine with him.

"Is it that mainland girl who works as a prostitute on the streets of Shanghai?"

"Xiao Hui isn't a prostitute, she was forced to do this...

I...we have to find a way to save enough money. As long as we get our identity settled, Xiaohui won't have to worry about being investigated anymore..."

He Yaozong also knew a little about Blind Hui's life.

At the bottom of society, there are many stories about ill-fated couples.

But it's rare to find people as miserable as they are.

One is a lone wimp who is the kind of wimp that any passing dog would bark at.

One is a northern girl who drifted from the mainland. In order to stay in Hong Kong Island with Blind Hui, she had no choice but to sell her body for money.

If two people like this collide with each other, it's despairing to think about what their daily lives would be like.

He Yaozong did not choose to continue communicating with Blind Hui for the time being. He began to think about whether the system would give him rewards if he helped Blind Hui in exchange for Blind Hui's help in starting the work.

He is now in need of an errand boy to handle the chores.

In his opinion, a hardworking and honest man like Blind Hui is the perfect match for him.

While thinking, He Yaozong subconsciously reached for his cigarette box, but found that it was empty.

So he naturally reached out to Blind Hui's cigarette box and aimed at a box of Hongwan cigarettes.

Blind Hui immediately became nervous and quickly reached out to stop him.

He Yaozong smiled and said, "What for? I'll pay you!"

"No...no, boss, you...you smoke this!"

Mang Hui's face flushed red as he picked out a pack of imported "Sanwu" from the cigarette box and hurriedly stuffed it into He Yaozong's hand.

He Yaozong glanced at Manghui, then pushed the pack of Sanwu back and picked up the box of Hongwan.

He ripped open the package neatly and poured out the entire box of cigarettes onto the table.

Then he picked up a cigarette and broke it. As the tobacco fell, an indescribable smell rushed into his head.

"Blind Hui, Jimmy only allowed you to sell cigarettes in Heliansheng's territory, but he didn't tell you to sell leaves in Heliansheng's territory.

If Grandpa finds out, he’ll chop off your hands!"

Blind Hui was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead. His legs went weak and he was about to kneel down to He Yaozong spinelessly.

He Yaozong was quick to act and supported him.

"Don't be alarmed, just don't sell it in the future!"

"Boss, it was... Yan Chanle who forced me to do this!

If I don't help him sell these things, he'll tell the police about Xiao Hui's smuggling!"

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

How much money would it cost to get your girlfriend's identity sorted out?

I'll pay for you. From now on, you can come and help me with the work. Don't help Yan Chan Le anymore."

Blind Hui was startled. After making sure that He Yaozong was not joking with him, he stammered and answered.

"I consulted a pastor before, and he told me that getting an ID card for Xiaohui would cost about five... fifty-three thousand dollars.

But sir, I've tried to join a club before, but... but they all looked down on me, no one wanted me..."

"Starting work with me doesn't mean you have to join the society."

At this time, the beef offal hot pot on the table was already bubbling. He Yaozong picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a pile of beef liver and put it into Manghui's bowl, then continued.

"Come back with me to get the money. Tomorrow, find a time to get your girlfriend's ID card taken care of.

I will get you a private room at the Clock Hotel next to the Hetai Tea House. You can stay there if you have nothing to do in the future.