Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The bald man pulled over a stool and sat down. There were only three benches in the room, and there was no place for He Daqing to sit.

Before He Daqing could speak, the bald man spoke first.

“You are Curly Chen’s cousin, so we are family.

I'm telling you the truth, your cousin was caught by the cops.

To bail him out, it would cost at least one thousand dollars."

These days, an average person in Hong Kong can only earn around 80 yuan after working really hard for a month.

What does a thousand yuan mean? If a person doesn't eat or drink, he will have to work for more than a year.

That bald guy asked for a thousand yuan every time he opened his mouth, which made He Daqing laugh.

You have to know that when He Daqing came to Hong Kong, the funding given by his superiors was only 100 Hong Kong dollars.

"Bald guy, it seems that you are the boss of the Wild Dog Brotherhood?"

The bodyguards on both sides of the bald guy got furious.

"Fatty, how do you talk to our boss?"

"That's right. Believe it or not, we'll chop you to death."

Seeing their bluffing, He Daqing really wanted to laugh.

That's it? Gangsters? You're kidding!

He Daqing stared at the bald man.

"Bald guy, my cousin is in jail because he works for you.

Even if the king of heaven comes, you should pay for this thousand dollars.

How do you become the boss?

what?

If you can't be the boss, go to Tsim Sha Tsui and find a job carrying heavy bags, and stop embarrassing yourself here."

The bald man couldn't stand this kind of humiliation. He slammed the table and stood up, ready to punch He Daqing twice.

I had just stood up halfway when I found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stand up straight.

It turned out that He Daqing was holding down the bald guy's head. At this time, the bald guy was like doing horse stance, and his face was flushed red.

He stretched out his hand and punched He Daqing, but He Daqing grabbed his fist with his other hand and twisted it.

What followed was the bald guy's scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let go, let me go."

He Daqing loosened his hand, pressed the top of the bald man's head, and forced him to sit down.

Then he stretched out a hand, pointed at the two guardians who had stood up, and said word by word:

"Everyone, sit down."

The sharp gaze was so fierce that the guards on both sides could not resist at all. They were defeated immediately and became cowardly.

After striking down the arrogance of the bald guy and his group, He Daqing began to inquire about the specific situation of Curly Chen.

“Aren’t you in charge of this street?

Damn, there are at least fifty or sixty stores. Even if they charge one hundred each, that's enough for you to be generous, right?

What's going on? Could it be that my brother was raised by a stepmother?"

The bald man sighed and finally began to explain the situation.

"Cousin, it's not that we don't want to save Curly Chen, we just don't have the ability to do so!

And collecting protection money?

Look at the vendors on this street, who takes us seriously?

When Curly Chen was here, he knew a little bit of martial arts, so the vendors gave him some face, and we could barely make 1,800 yuan a month.

After Curly Chen was arrested, more than a week had passed this month, and we had only collected less than fifty yuan.”

He Daqing slapped his forehead and couldn't help but shout out.

"Waste, all of you are such a waste!"

"From now on, I'm the boss, all of you get up and come collect protection money from me.

Hurry up, those two dead bodies lying on the bed!

Tell me quickly, who in our Doghead Lane is the most blind and the most difficult to mess with..."

He Daqing, wearing a big gold chain, led the bald man out of the house and walked towards the tailor shop in a menacing manner.

As soon as a few people came out of the shoe repair shop, they were blocked by a group of people.

Six ruffians arrogantly blocked the road.

"Hey, isn't this Baldy Li from the Wild Dog Brotherhood?

Gouzi, where are you going?

Haha, no matter where you go, I'm here, just wait for me.

Starting today, I, Niu Shit, will be the one collecting the protection fees for Goutou Lane..."

This group of people were obviously coming for the Wild Dog Brotherhood.

He Daqing thought that the bald guy and his group were useless, but he didn't expect them to be so useless.

Damn it, people from outside have come into my territory and are causing trouble, but I don’t even dare to fart.

With such a cowardly look, it’s no wonder that he can’t collect protection fees.

Kowloon Walled City is a lawless area, and the rule is that if you collect protection fees, you have to do something practical.

Whether it's maintaining public security, cleaning up garbage, maintaining street order, or mediating disputes between neighbors, gangs are needed to do it.

It is obvious that the bald guy and his gang cannot control the situation. Why should the merchants pay them protection fees?

It is not certain who will protect whom.

Brother Niu Shit was addicted to pretending to be cool, and suddenly he felt like a big shot. Seeing the bald guy staring at He Daqing, he shifted his gaze to He Daqing.

"Oh, such a thick gold chain?

I'll lend it to you, Brother Niu Shit, for a few days. When you go to the nearby streets, just say my name, Brother Niu Shit. It will work!"

After saying that, he reached out and pulled the fake gold chain around He Daqing's neck.

He Daqing's palm, as big as a palm-leaf fan, had long been thirsty!

There was a "pop~" sound.

Brother Cow Shit had several of his front teeth flying out and he fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Then again:

"Crack~"

"Crack~"

"Snap~" five crisp sounds.

The remaining brothers of Brother Niu Shi all followed in Brother Niu Shi's footsteps.

He Daqing greeted the younger brothers behind him.

"Go, take away all the valuables from them, leaving only their underwear."

After a while, He Daqing had more than a hundred yuan in his hands.

He Daqing couldn't help but sigh.

Damn it, this business has no capital investment, but it makes money quickly.

He Daqing kicked the dead Niu Shit Brother with his foot and scolded him jokingly:

"Brother Bullshit, stop pretending to be dead!

If you keep pretending to be dead, I’ll wake you up with my pee..."

After watching Brother Niu Shi and his group leave Goutou Lane, He Daqing led his group and rushed towards the tailor shop in a menacing manner.

The bald guy seemed to have found a backer, his whole face became fierce, and as soon as he arrived at the tailor shop, he started cursing:

"Wang, get out here!

It’s time to pay this month’s protection fee!

If you don’t pay, I will smash your tailor shop.”

The tailor shop owner, who was holding a pair of big scissors, rushed out from the inner room when he heard the bald man's shouting.

"Old Baldy Li, you idiot, you've collected protection money from your father?

Ever since your father opened the tailor shop, I have never known what protection money is!

Smash my tailor shop? You try smashing one!

Get your weapons ready and beat Li Laobal to death!"

The owner of the tailor shop opened his shirt, revealing his thick chest hair. He had a ferocious look on his face and rushed towards He Daqing and his group with seven or eight apprentices in the tailor shop.

You should know that Kowloon Walled City is a lawless area and is not protected by any law.

According to the rules of Kowloon Walled City, no one would care if a gang member like Bald Guy was beaten to death.

The owner of the tailor shop had been afraid of Curly Chen's fists and had kept his distance from the Wild Wolf Brotherhood.

Now that Curly-haired Chen hasn't shown up for such a long time, maybe he was beaten to death.

It's just right that the bald guy comes to our door. We will beat him and his group out of Goutou Lane. From now on, I, Wang, will collect the protection fee of Goutou Lane.