Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The Bald Cooperative was like a red-hot blade, stabbing into the soft butter.

No matter who you meet, the other party will have to surrender.

In just two days, the originally complex social group power structure in Yau Ma Tei underwent a drastic change.

Today, the most powerful gangs in Yau Ma Tei are no longer the ones from the past. Instead, they are replaced by the Bald Cooperative, which is now in its heyday.

Brother Crow's reputation is like a gust of wind, omnipresent and pervasive.

At least in Yau Ma Tei, it is well-known to everyone.

The various forces in the four or five nearby streets, whether they were conquered by force or surrendered voluntarily, all had their subordinates join Brother Crow.

Before other gangs around them could react, the Baldhead Cooperative had already risen rapidly.

Its size is close to two hundred people. Such a huge force has no rivals in Yau Ma Tei, and there is no force that can stop their progress.

There is no doubt that without much thought, the entire Yau Ma Tei will fall into the control of the Bald Cooperative.

Some people outside speculated that from the moment Brother Crow raised the banner of the Bald Cooperative, it was clear that he was obviously planning to set up his own business and establish his own school.

Then his ambition and plot could not be as simple as replacing Sang Biao and becoming the boss of Yau Ma Tei.

It is obvious that what Brother Crow really wants to do is to become the boss and compete with all the big guys in Hong Kong.

In fact, this is true. He Daqing has always been an ambitious person.

According to He Daqing's plan, he must first use the power of the Bald Cooperative to take over the entire Yau Ma Tei area and take over the Yau Ma Tei freight terminal.

Then they continued to march southward, captured the popular Tsim Sha Tsui, took over the Tsim Sha Tsui Ferry Terminal, and even went further to get involved in Victoria Harbour which was controlled by the foreigners.

If we can control the cargo terminal in Yau Ma Tei and the passenger terminal in Tsim Sha Tsui, we can make money faster than we can imagine.

Once these two key locations are controlled, Mong Kok and Prince Edward in the north will naturally fall into the hands of the Bald Cooperative.

According to He Daqing's idea, Mong Kok and Prince Edward were like his own backyard and could be used as places to recruit soldiers.

After all, these two places are relatively poor, but there is no shortage of fierce people. As long as there is enough money reward, there is no shortage of people willing to fight for you and die for you.

Even the slum of Shamshuipo in the back, or the Kowloon Walled City in the northeast, were within the range of He Daqing's control.

Since you have decided to establish a gang, you must develop and expand it. If you just do it on a small scale, what's the point?

This is what He Daqing thought in his heart and he put it into practice.

As soon as night fell, he called Bald Chen and ordered him to gather members.

In Hong Kong's community circles, things like fighting over territory mostly happen at night.

Doing so will neither disrupt normal social order nor cause panic among ordinary people, and it will also give the authorities some face.

Bald Chen was a real battalion commander before he retired from the army. Now it is easy and effortless for him to manage the brothers under the Bald Cooperative.

Before long, fifty or sixty brave and capable gangsters were gathered together by Bald Chen.

The neighbors around came out to watch the fun, obviously they were already accustomed to this kind of scene.

Brother Crow was seen walking at the front of the team with his head held high, while He Daqing and Bald Chen were standing on the left and right sides, followed closely by fifty or sixty younger brothers, occupying the entire street in a mighty manner.

They were like a black torrent, advancing straight towards the target block.

Tonight, He Daqing decided to do something ruthless and show his opponent how powerful he is.

How dare he put forward such reckless conditions, asking to retain autonomy like when Sang Biao was in charge?

It's simply a joke. After this precedent is set, who will take the Baldhead Cooperative seriously in the future?

The black torrent moved forward and encountered another group of people at a crossroads.

There were more than a hundred people on the opposite side, and they looked strong and murderous.

He Daqing frowned. It seemed that things tonight were not going to be simple. Another big force had intervened.

Otherwise, with the money from the other side, how can they support these hundreds of idiots who can chop and kill?

Before He Daqing could say anything, two groups of people appeared at the intersections on both sides.

There are quite a lot of people there, and they don’t look like they are easy to mess with.

Brother Crow was so scared that his legs almost went limp, luckily He Daqing held him up for a while.

"Brother Niu, what should we do now?

We seem to be surrounded!"

"It's okay. There are several groups of people on the other side. It's impossible for them to pee in the same pot.

Let’s wait and see. With me here, no one can touch you.

Speak more firmly and stand up straighter.

Our brothers behind us are all watching you, please don’t bring shame to our Bald Cooperative...”

He Daqing was talking to Brother Crow in a low voice. At the intersection, several big men from the other three groups walked out and walked to the middle of the road.

The big guys walked to the middle, bowed to each other, and started chatting as if no one was around.

It seemed as if he didn't take Brother Crow and his group seriously at all.

He Daqing pushed Brother Crow.

"These old guys are trying to embarrass you, make some noise!"

Brother Crow wiped the cold sweat from his head, took out a kerosene lighter tremblingly, and tried to light a cigarette several times but failed.

He Daqing couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he lit a cigarette and put it into Brother Crow's mouth.

He cursed in a low voice:

"Damn it, I'm here to support you, what are you afraid of?

I'm setting an example for you, so learn from it."

After He Daqing finished speaking, he started yelling and cursing at a few big guys not far away.

"Hey!

You old guys, stop being so pretentious.

Are you going to set up your chariots and horses, fight a battle, or do something else? Just say it directly.

You stupid Jiba, you are so old, but you are living like a dog?

I still need you to teach you how to do things..."

Several old men showed disbelief, considering their status and position.

In Hong Kong, no one, whether in the black or white world, dared to talk to them like this for a long, long time.

The old men followed the sound and turned their heads to look, wanting to see who was so bold and presumptuous.

He Daqing held Brother Crow tightly and whispered:

"Don't be scared, they are just a few old guys, I can kill two of them with one punch.

You are now a gang leader with more than 200 followers, be tougher!"

The old men stood up and asked someone to take charge. His voice was not loud, but full of authority.

“Young man, don’t be too excited!

It's easy to get killed this way!"

He Daqing pushed Brother Crow, lowered his voice, and said viciously:

"Quick, curse back and hang him.

Otherwise, I will kill you first without waiting for them to kill you!

It's like a piece of rotten mud that can't be helped."

Brother Crow then remembered the fear he felt when He Daqing pressed on the top of his head and shook him.

In an instant, Brother Crow realized, isn't it just bragging? I said.

The crow cried loudly.

"Your time has passed, old man.

arrogant?

If you are not aggressive, can you still be called a young person?

what? "

Brother Crow opened his arms, roared to the sky, and became crazy, as if he had released himself.