novelSusiti Chapter 98 Hong Kong Gangsters
Chapter 98 Hong Kong Gangsters
Chapter 98 Hong Kong Gangsters
Sheung Wan, Hong Kong.
Hong Kong was bustling again in the early morning.
The streets were filled with laborers carrying goods and vendors selling their wares, while energetic children sat in front of their homes, kicking shuttlecocks one after another.
"Get out of here."
A man covered in wounds was running frantically through the streets and alleys, knocking pedestrians aside one by one, which caused a burst of Cantonese opera music.
"What the hell are you doing, you idiot?!"
"Damn it!"
"Eat shit!"
The man ignored the insults and just kept running. Just when he thought he had escaped, a large hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Are you tired from running? Would you like to sit down and rest for a bit?"
The man turned his head to look, his face contorted with a mixture of joy and fear.
"Brother Crow————"
"Hey kid, didn't I tell you not to go to Water Pool Alley and not to harass those people?"
The crow chuckled and grabbed the man's head, forcing him to look at him. "Going to rob someone, or maybe a girl? Don't you dare ignore my words!"
"Brother Crow, I'll never do it again."
Facing this ruthless man who had wiped out most of Hong Kong's gangs in a short period of time, the man endured the pain and put on a fawning smile.
"I drank too much and my mind was clouded by alcohol. Please forgive me this time."
"The future? You fucking want a future?"
The crow sneered, grabbed his head, and slammed it hard against a pillar by the roadside!
With a cracking sound, the man's head was smashed in half, and red and white blood flowed down from the dent in the pillar.
"If you throw the body into the sea to feed the fish, remember to compensate the owner here for the loss, lest people say we don't know any manners."
After giving instructions to the brothers following behind him, Crow left the corpse behind and began to return to Water Pool Alley.
Inside the Water Pool Alley at this time.
With several thousand-ton merchant ships setting sail and taking people to San Francisco, the population living there has decreased significantly.
The members of Xinghantang were stationed at various corners of the street, keeping a close watch on everything around them, lest any fools come looking for trouble.
The crow, returning to the alley, quickly entered a restaurant, went up to the second floor, and respectfully said to the man, "My lord, everything has been resolved."
"What lord? I'm Chan Ho-nam now, call me Brother Nam!"
Zeng Tai, who was possessing the body of a death squad member, clicked his tongue and slammed his hand on the table, saying, "Who are we going to kill today?"
Do you have a goal?
Crow's lips twitched slightly as he said, "Brother Nan, next up is the Lianzi Group. They are mainly composed of workers from the naval dockyard, numbering over a hundred. They have some dealings with the British, so they don't really pay us any attention."
Zeng Tai scoffed, "That's it? Even if they brought the Hong Kong Navy's general over tonight, he'd still be dead!"
He paused, then asked, "When will the rest of the people be transported away?"
The crow said, "It'll be soon. The last two ships will set sail for San Francisco the day after tomorrow."
"That's good."
Zeng Tai nodded and said, "I'll go back and get some sleep to recharge, and come back tonight."
Meanwhile, at the Royal Navy base.
Inside the Commander-in-Chief's office, James Sterling had a somber expression. Standing before him were the captains of various Royal Navy ships, all with their heads bowed and silent.
"According to the Qing navy's report, those two ships left Jiujiang three hours earlier than you left port, so you should have just managed to meet them!"
"But you, two Tier V ships, three Tier VI ships, along with a dozen gunboats, managed to let them escape. My God, are you really the Royal Navy?"
"If you really can't do this, just take off this uniform and go back to China. I've almost completely lost face."
"Do you know what those American country bumpkins outside are saying? They're saying we tea-eating lobsters have been in Hong Kong for too long, we can't even sail a boat anymore!"
He cursed them for half an hour before letting them go.
He had just sat down and taken a sip of tea when his adjutant knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Commander, the Governor of Hong Kong has sent a request for military assistance. You need to take a look at it."
Sterling frowned, took the request, and asked, "Military assistance? What's going on on Hong Kong Island lately?"
The adjutant slowly said, "Recently, a Chinese gang called Xinghantang has appeared on the island. They are rapidly expanding their territory and causing a lot of trouble."
"The Hong Kong government is worried that if things continue like this, they may unify the Chinese triads in Hong Kong, which would be detrimental to the order on Hong Kong Island."
"So they planned a crackdown on the triad to cripple this gang called Hing Han Tong. But because of its large numbers, the Governor of Hong Kong was afraid that the police would not be able to control it, so he asked us to send the Marines to help."
After reading the request, Sterling said, puzzled, "Wait a minute, didn't they establish a Hong Kong Volunteer Army last year? Aren't those militiamen and police enough?"
"not enough."
The adjutant shook his head and said, "The intelligence from the Governor of Hong Kong says that the total number of members in the Hing Han Tong may be over a thousand."
"How much? A thousand?"
Stella paused, then said, "This number doesn't seem like that of an ordinary gang. Could it be bandits that the Qing government is cracking down on but have escaped here?"
He paused for a moment, then said, "Send two companies of Marines over. That should be enough, no matter who they are."
"Yes."
Night falls.
Because of the curfew, Chinese people were prohibited from going out at night, so the streets were deserted.
But those businesses operating in the shadows won't be shut down by the curfew.
Inside the new street, several shops were connected together, with red lanterns hanging at the entrances and the doors tightly shut. Inside, a dozen gambling tables were set up, the sounds of dice rolling and shouts mingling together.
"Is this the place?"
Inside the alley, Zeng Tai looked at the place with red lanterns hanging not far away and asked.
"That's right, Brother Nan, this is it," said the crow behind him.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Zeng Tai grinned and waved his hand.
The crow understood, strode over, and kicked hard.
Boom!
The door behind the wooden door suddenly broke off with a crash, the main door tilted, revealing the scene behind it.
The people gambling inside were startled by the loud noise and all looked over.
Soon, the guards also surged in from all around the casino, carrying short knives or hand axes.
The head of the Lianzi gang was a bald man in his forties named Ma Teng. He originally worked as a craftsman in a naval dockyard, but later gathered a group of fellow workers to make a living. By having some connections with the British in the dockyard, he gained a foothold in Sheung Wan.
He stood at the front of the crowd, holding an axe in his hand, his face ashen.
"Crow, our Lianzi Company and you have always kept to ourselves. What do you mean by crossing our boundaries today?"
The crow didn't answer, it simply stepped aside.
Zeng Tai came out from behind. Today he was wearing a black short jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing a section of his muscular forearm.
His gaze swept across Ma Teng's face, then looked at the Lianzihao members behind him who were holding knives and axes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"The 'Lian' brand, Ma Teng," he said slowly. "I heard you're quite the fighter?"
Ma Teng tightened his grip on the axe: "Who are you?"
Who I am is not important.
Zeng Tai drew a short knife from his waist, weighed it in his hand, and grinned. "The important thing is, from today onwards, I'm the one who calls the shots in this area of New Street."
"So you're here to steal my territory? When I was out killing people, you weren't even born yet!"
Ma Teng's expression changed, and he sneered, "If you want to swallow up my Lianzi Company, you'd better ask the axe in my hand if it agrees!"
"They said the same thing when I was raiding other gangs' venues, but in the end, their fists were no match for their words."
Zeng Tai smiled slightly and beckoned to Ma Teng with his finger: "Come on, let me test your quality."
"Then go die!"
A fierce glint flashed in Ma Teng's eyes, and he swung his axe at Zeng Tai with a powerful split.
"That's so slow."
Zeng Tai dodged to the side, his short knife flashing in a precise arc, slicing right across Ma Teng's neck.
In just a moment, blood spurted out.
Ma Teng's eyes widened as he clutched his neck tightly, trying to stop the bleeding, but he soon collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
"The leader is dead! Kill them all to avenge him!"
The Lianzi gang members finally realized what was happening, and dozens of them charged forward with knives in hand. Crow waved his hand, and the Xinghantang members behind him surged forward like a tide.
This was not an evenly matched fight.
The members of Xinghantang are all death warriors, with physical strength reaching level twenty or twenty-one. They can continue killing without changing their expression even after being stabbed several times.
Although the men from the Lianzi gang were somewhat fierce, they were like paper in front of this group. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they were all lying on the ground, curled up and groaning.
"So fragile! Is this how you survive in the world?"
Zeng Tai stepped on a thug and said, "Alright, from today onwards, this street belongs to my Xinghan Hall."
"We're all compatriots after all, so I'm too lazy to kill you. Just don't show your faces in front of us again."
"Now, get out!"
After throwing everyone out, Zeng Tai looked at the gambling table and asked in surprise, "Wait a minute, where's the money?"
The crow said, "Oh, those gamblers took all the money when they ran away."
"Your hand speed is fast enough."
Zeng Tai didn't mind and said, "Alright, you guys clean up the mess, I'll head back first."
San Francisco, Chinatown.
Zeng Tai opened his eyes from the recliner, stood up, stretched his limbs, and let out a long breath.
"When it comes to fighting gangs, it's definitely more satisfying to do it yourself."
Jianyuan poked his head out from the kitchen: "My lord, how was the battle?"
Zeng Tai stretched and said, "The Lianzi gang is done. There aren't many gangs left, but the Hong Kong police should be making a move tomorrow."
"Hong Kong police?" Jian Yuan wiped his hands and came out. "The British want to get involved?"
"Yes, the intelligence Harvey sent back."
Zeng Tai nodded. "They've caused quite a stir in Hong Kong these past few days, attracting the attention of those white people."
"It doesn't matter, if they're coming, we'll just play along."