Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Hong Kong Memories 1963, Chapter 138

After many years, I returned to the dock.

When Han Jinqing got out of the taxi, he looked at the scene before him with a rather complicated expression.

The foreman's shouts at the laborers, the boatmen and cargo owners arguing about the price of cargo damage, and the sounds of cursing in various dialects from different regions all brought back memories that had been buried for many years.

At that time, his leg was not lame. He led people and Hong Shun to win the double-flower red stick title at thirty docks.

Among the nine dragons and eighteen tigers, they were friends of the same generation, and even Lei Luo had to rely on them as powerful figures in the martial arts world.

In the blink of an eye, twelve years have passed. The name "Han Jin Qing" is no longer mentioned. Instead, it is Hong Yihai's "Lame Qing".

Here, Lai Kim-ching stands at the entrance of Sham Shui Po Pier, reminiscing about the past, those glorious years!

In Warehouse A, near the entrance, several Fuk Yee Hing supervisors noticed the arrival of strangers.

The group exchanged glances, and one of the young men, who was picking his teeth, stepped forward.

"Suit, trousers, black leather shoes, and a towel as a tie?"

"Hey, you lunatic, what are you doing here?" The young man looked the man in the sweat towel up and down, his gaze like two knives.

Before Li Jianqing retired, such a minor character wasn't even qualified to be his grand-disciple.

He glanced at the other man and pointed to the white towel draped around his neck: "Coming to the docks in broad daylight, of course you're here to do hard labor, not to eat midnight snacks!"

"Wearing a suit while doing manual labor? Hey, you lunatic, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you?" The young man's face flushed red at those words, and he approached Li Jianqing, cracking his knuckles: "I'm Lao Si Jiu Lan Ya Cai from Fu Yi Xing, what gang are you in?"

Han Jinqing ignored him and calmly watched Yu Tou Ming, who was running out of Warehouse A with several people.

Realizing he was being completely ignored, Rotten Tooth angrily shouted, "You jerk! Have you ever seen a fist the size of a sandpot?"

"Fuck your mother, get out of here!" Yu Tou Ming grabbed Lan Ya Cai's shoulder from behind, pulled hard with his five fingers, and shielded the henchman who was asking for death behind him.

Li Jianqing, who had already grabbed the corner of the towel, looked quite disappointed.

Looking at Yu Tou Ming, he asked casually, "Xiao Ming, long time no see. Where did you get this stupid horse? Your judgment in people is really terrible!"

"Lame Green! What do you want at the dock? Don't think you can break your oath just because you have a high-ranking member of the Choy Li Fut family vouching for you!" Fish Head Ming looked at Tissue Green warily: "You think I won't recognize you just because you're wearing a suit and leather shoes?"

I'm telling you, it's useless!

Your slightly tiptoed stance and the white handkerchief that could easily be used as a weapon have already given you away!

"If you're afraid of me, why bother with all that nonsense?"

"My apprentice, Biandanwei, has planted his flag at the dock. I'm just passing by. Can't I come in and ask him for a drink of water?" Hanjinqing pulled out an aluminum cigarette case, pressed the spring button to open it, and took out a Lucky Strike cigarette: "I'm not a gangster anymore, and the cigarettes I smoke aren't good. You're a big boss, so you definitely wouldn't want them. I'll smoke this myself."

Yu Tou Ming reached out to take it, only to find he had caught nothing but air.

Hearing these words now, he was so angry that his liver hurt.

Like himself, Li Jianqing used to be a straightforward martial artist who relied on his fists rather than his words.

Damn it, he's only been with Lin Zhaoyuan for less than a month and he's turned into this monster?

Li Jianqing lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke: "You already know why I'm here."

If there's nothing else, could you please move aside? I'm coughing and urgently need to get some water from Awei.

Yu Tou Ming was completely speechless. He gritted his teeth and led his men to make way.

Both of them were from the same era in the 50s. In terms of fighting ability, there was no comparison between him, a Red Pole, and Hanjinqing, a Double-Flower Red Pole.

Back then, the leader of Fuk Yee Hing, known as Gao Lao Cheng, was also the current head of Fuk Yee Hing!

After passing through Fu Yixing's A warehouse area, Li Jianqing entered Chao Yongyi's B warehouse area.

By this time, news of the appearance of the blue handkerchief had spread throughout the entire dock.

Although Lanmingbiao wasn't there today, his confidants at the dock were very humble, personally coming up to offer him cigarettes and tea.

Lanmingbiao started out in the same gang as Hanjinqing and belonged to the Chaoyongyi Double Flower Red Stick.

This person was one of the few smart guys among the generation of gangsters from the Han Jinqing era who knew how to use their brains, took the initiative to withdraw from the power struggles within the gang, retreated to Sham Shui Po, and gradually found a way to get out of trouble.

Li Jianqing offered his student a cigarette, but didn't drink any tea. He only exchanged a few polite words before heading towards Warehouse C, the innermost section of the pier.

Compared to the previous situation of one enemy and one friend, on Hong Shun's side, Biandanwei, along with his leader Shen Dahui, strategist Shiye Ming, and more than twenty elite henchmen, lined up in a goose-like formation to welcome this master and boss.

Seeing that Biandanwei was about to speak, Li Jianqing raised his hand to stop him in time: "Awei, I just came by to ask for a drink of water. Don't forget, I'm no longer a member of the Jianghu. Tell everyone to disperse and don't make things difficult for me."

"Yes, yes, Master." Biandanwei's face darkened, and he ordered Shendahui to lead everyone down to do their work, leaving Shiyeming behind to accompany Hanjinqing into the warehouse.

Standing a dozen steps away, Yu Tou Ming spat out angrily: "You're smart to know what's good for you!"

"Given this kind of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) spectacle today, if you dare to accept it, let's see what excuse Lin Zhaoyuan and Cai Lifo can use to protect you."

Upon entering the warehouse office, Li Jianqing immediately called Zhaoyuan Plastics Factory: "Hey, boss, I've arrived."

Based on the current situation, and my personal intuition...

I believe that the person who informed on Lei Luo was most likely Yu Tou Ming of Fu Yi Xing.

Yes, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Okay, bye.

After exchanging a few words with Lin Zhaoyuan, Li Jianqing turned to Biandanwei: "What are you looking at? Pour me a cup of tea. You didn't think I came all this way just to back up your gang, did you?"

"Oh, oh." Biandanwei came back to his senses upon hearing this and hurriedly ran to pour tea: "Brother Qing, even if you hadn't come, I would have suspected that Yutouming had informed Leiluo about this trip to sea."

I'm all set. In a few days, I'll find an excuse to raid two streets of his territory first.

"What are you sweeping the streets for? You just made a couple of bucks with the boss, and you're already planning to go head-to-head with Fish Head?" Li Jianqing sat down, sipping his tea and patting his limp leg. "What good is being able to fight?"

Look at my leg. It proved everything twelve years ago. In our line of work, connections and influence matter!

Seeing Li Jianqing, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes but wiping his sweat with a towel, Bian Danwei didn't dare to talk back, but just muttered a complaint: "That Yu Tou Ming is too hateful."

"So the boss sent me here!" Li Jianqing put down his cup and pointed to the warehouse entrance: "Go, put a rocking chair over there, and then you can announce to the public that I have heatstroke and need to rest here for a while."

"Huh? Brother Qing, it's November now, and you're still getting heatstroke?" Biandanwei looked puzzled.

Li Jianqing nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's heatstroke. Go ahead, let them know that I'm sick and need to stay here and rest."

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