He Chusan, who was hiding behind the signboard of the car noodle stall, was caught out by Xia Da Lao like an eagle catching a chicken.
"It's almost home, ah?" Xia Liuyi frowned and sneered.
He Chusan wore gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and explained seriously, "I didn't have dinner, I ate noodles here, and I'm going back soon."
Xia Liuyi slapped him on the back of the head. Damn, open-eyed bullshit! Eating noodles for an hour? How about coaxing your mother? !
He Chusan was swayed by him for a while, and he calmly adjusted his glasses and said to him, "Brother Liuyi, I have to work overtime tomorrow and Sunday, so I won't disturb you."
Xia Liuyi slapped him on the back again, as if venting his hatred, "Go away!"
He Chusan picked up his briefcase and rolled away honestly. Because of his promotion and salary increase to receive clients, his suit was also changed. It was brand-new and neat. The back looked like a dog, and he had an air of professional elite.
It's just because he's tall and thin and solitary, so he feels a little lonely and desolate. He walked slowly step by step, as if he was crippled by Xia Liu's one or two slaps.
He counted his steps and chirped halfway across the street, and there were two "beep-beep-" horns coming from behind him.
Xia Liuyi pressed down the car window with a cigarette in his mouth, his face full of impatience, "Come up! I'll take you back."
…
A Biao drove, A Yong sat in the co-pilot as a guard, and He Chusan accompanied the boss in the back seat of the Pingzhi car, sullen and silent.
Xia Liuyi kicked him with a cigarette in his mouth, "What are you laughing at! Street Fighter!"
He Chusan raised his head, and sure enough, the corners of his mouth were upturned, "Brother Liuyi, how are you doing recently?"
Xia Liuyi snorted, "It's okay."
"That's good," He Chusan said, "Dad cares about your teeth. He nagged me a few days ago, telling you to eat less snacks before going to bed and remember to brush your teeth."
The corner of Xia Liuyi's mouth twitched, and he suddenly suffered from a toothache. He said with a dark face, "None of his business! Has his groceries been spread out?"
"It's open, and the business is good. He still wants to sell fruit. Now he has a batch of goods at home, and he can't live anymore."
"If you can't live, come out and live."
"Well, I have this plan. I work late and he wakes up early, disturbing his rest. And I'll be transferred to Central next month..."[Note 1]
"Central? Elite, He Asan." Xia Liuyi teased him.
He Chusan cooperated very well and lowered his head shyly, "Where is it?"
Xia Liuyi kicked him again, he said you were fat and you were out of breath. What a shy boy to play with Lao Tzu!
At this moment, the bell rang, and Ayong, who was sitting in the front, took out his big brother, but found that there was no movement.
He Jingjing pulled out his eldest brother from his briefcase, "Hello?"
"Xiao He?" He said softly.
Xia Liu lit a cigarette at one o'clock and rolled down the car window to breathe.
"...I've eaten...not yet. On the way back, Brother Liuyi took me...Well, I'll pick you up after get off work tomorrow...I'm fine, what do you want to eat?...Okay, I'll try... By the way, Dad Made soup for you, I'll bring it tomorrow... ok, I'll tell him..."
Xia Liuyi rolled his eyes out of the window, his cheeks were sore - this damn, he's coming to the boss!
He Chusan showed his affection for at least five minutes, and the boss was about to smoke a cigarette before he closed his eldest brother gruffly, "Brother Liuyi, Xiao He asked me to greet you."
Xia Liu took the stance of a big guy, snorted, and was too lazy to speak.
The car drove to the vicinity of He Chusan's house, and put He Chusan down across two streets. He said goodbye to Xia Liu, took two steps, and then went back and patted the car window.
Xia Liuyi pressed the window.
"Brother Liuyi, take care of your health. If you go up the mountain, pay attention to safety."
Xia Liuyi waved his hand impatiently.
The car was getting farther and farther, Xia Liuyi looked back inadvertently, and that Pujie boy was still standing on the side of the road looking at him.
He turned his head and leaned back in his seat irritably.
"Boss, are you going up the mountain?" A Biao asked.
"No, go home." Xia Liuyi said a little tiredly.
After a while, "Have someone bring that cake to me."
On the night of Xia Liuyi's birthday, he drank beer alone at Qinglong and Xiaoman's tablet at home, burned the birthday card sent by He Chusan with a lighter, ate half of the fruit cake, and slept without brushing his teeth. The next morning I woke up with a toothache—a real toothache.
A week later, his entire cheek was swollen, and he had to go to the hospital wearing a sunglasses mask and concealing his eyes and ears. He was pulled out of a low-quality posterior molar—one of the few implanted by Dentist He last year.
With half a mouthful of cotton and half saliva, Xia Liuyi was lying in the surgical chair in misery, listening to the squeaking of the machine in his mouth, and wishing to tie up He Asan and his father and soak them in the pig cage... Pujiezai ! quack!
"These teeth are not of good quality and are prone to inflammation," the doctor said to him, "Mr. Xia, why don't we replace them together?"
Xia Liuyi shook his head as soon as he heard it, plucking one of them would kill you!
"Boss, it's all changed," said the pony who came with him, "gold-inlaid teeth, foreign style!"
Xia Liuyi lifted the surgical tray next to him and smashed him out.
The little flatterer escaped from the operating room and lost his temper with his subordinates outside, "Where is the stinky boy surnamed He! I haven't come to make the big guy happy for so long!"
On the one hand, the boy surnamed He is playing hard-to-find against the boss, and on the other hand, he is busy fighting for his career. He is an investment bank, and he is also a real estate investment that has seen a good rise in recent years, with great pressure, high risks, and amazing returns. At that time, the economic situation in Hong Kong was very good, and the housing market was rising steadily. The ongoing economic crisis in Japan and the liquidation of a foreign bank in July have not brought much shock or warning to the industry.
He Chusan ate and slept in the company, working overtime around the clock from Monday to Saturday, spinning around like a top. The reason why I haven't gone bald for a year should have something to do with the sets of Tai Chi that I do every day in the coffee room.
And when he had a little spare Sunday, he began to pick up the talent of the Academy Award winner, wearing his dad's old coat, messing up his hair, smearing his skin, putting on sunglasses, putting on a mustache, and packing a small car. Groceries, pushed them to the office building of Xia Liuyi's "head office" and sold them—he didn't dare to appear in front of Xia Liuyi easily, but when he couldn't see it, he was scratching his lungs and feeling itchy, so he could only do this—being The protection fee was charged three times, and the little brother bought cigarettes himself once, and he did not wear any help.
Xia Liuyi entered the company once in the morning, occasionally went out to the company for dinner once at noon, returned to the company in the afternoon, and left the company again in the evening. Chewing betel nut in his mouth to hide his eyes and ears, and his heart is full of boyish feelings - it can be regarded as a way to vent the pressure of work.
He Jingjing has a pure face and a wretched brain. What he likes most is the series of actions of Mr. Xia getting downstairs and getting into the car: tilting his head and taking a cigarette, throwing it away, then unbuttoning a suit, bending over to get in the car—then Not to mention how warped the ass is.
It's a pity that when he was lying naked on the small broken bed in Jiaolong Fortress, he didn't have to hold it with both hands and rub it a few more times!
…
This year, the weather in Hong Kong was unusually warm, and the summer was hot, and the street gangsters lost their anger. They just wanted to drink beer in the cool breeze and play small cards and boxing at night. Xia Liuyi and Fei Qi each avoided the limelight and died for several months. In September, the Hong Kong Legislative Council introduced the first batch of members directly elected by voters, setting off an undercurrent.
Inspector Hua—a well-respected chief inspector in Kowloon City, a lucky star and a protective umbrella for the underworld—called Xia Liuyi personally and asked him and Fei Qi to come to his house for a meal on Saturday, two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival at the end of September. potluck. On the bright side, it was his resignation before his retirement. In fact, he wanted to bring the two sides together and quell this protracted battle.
Xia Liu was tired of Fat Seven again and again, and in the face of Inspector Hua, he had to dress up and go. That evening, he took two cars of bodyguards and went to Detective Hua's mansion in the Mid-levels villa area. This place is located on Hong Kong Island, neither the site of Xiaoqitang of Xia Liuyi nor the site of He Shenghui of Feiqi. It is a neutral place. place.
Xia Liuyi got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, and saw Fat Qi on the opposite side getting out of a Bentley with a big belly. Xia Liuyi narrowed his eyes and sneered, Fat Qi shook the corners of his mouth with loose skin, and the bodyguards on both sides pressed their guns with one hand, creating a tense atmosphere.
With a white beard, Detective Hua had the same big belly as Fat Qi, and with a cigar in his mouth, he walked out of the courtyard and slapped Xia Liuyi's tensed back first, "Liu Liu. ,Little brother!"
"Detective," Xia Liuyi replied respectfully.
"Brother Hua," Fei Qi also said.
"Seventh!" Inspector Hua patted behind him, "Come in! Don't stare outside!"
According to the rules, both sides removed their guns, and only two unarmed men were admitted to the hospital. Xia Liu brought Ayong and Abiao along, and when he stood at the door and raised his arm to be checked by the security guard, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw Fei Qi and the housekeeper of Washington exchange a look.
He was alert in his heart and turned his head to wink at the pony guarding the car.
Inspector Hua leaned on a platinum cane and walked in front with a big belly, "I'm old, it's when I'm enjoying my life, I didn't want to get involved in this business. But you two are too much trouble, you just don't put me as an old guy. In the eyes! Today, in the face of this old man, both of you give me peace of mind!"
"Inspector, Xiao Liu has always been respectful to you. Don't worry, as long as Fei Qi doesn't embarrass me, I will definitely not slaughter your face." Xia Liu said.
When Fei Qi heard the words, he snorted coldly. Inspector Hua stopped and looked back at him. He lowered his head and said reluctantly, "I see, Brother Hua."
A group of people sat at a table in the restaurant on the second floor, and Detective Hua sat up, with Fei Qi and Xia Liuyi on the left and right. Fat Qiyi sat on the left seat, Xia Liuyi frowned, but didn't say anything.
There were also Detective Hua's wife and younger brother. Mrs. Hua is a well-known courtesan in the rich circle, and the second child of Hua is also a well-informed businessman. Xia Liuyi handled this kind of situation very smoothly, and he acted like a respectful and humble junior regardless of past suspicions. Although Fei Qi said few words, he also gave Detective Hua face enough, and didn't say anything unpleasant to cause unhappiness.
"Xiao Liu, I still remember that when you were young, you and Xiaoman often came to our house. Qinglong and Lao Hua talked about business, and I took you two to make cakes," Mrs. Hua said with emotion, "then you joined the company and Xiaoman married someone. , but it doesn't come often."
"The company is busy," Xia Liu said, "I don't have time to greet Mrs. I'm really sorry. Xiaoman used to talk about the pastries you made at home, and said that no matter how much he tried the ingredients, they were not as delicate as yours."
Mrs. Hua lowered her head and wiped away a tear, "Yes, if she is still here, I can teach her again."
Xia Liuyi didn't feel how sincere her tears were, but she felt a dull pain in her chest. With a calm expression on his face, he took advantage of the situation to pick up the glass and said, "Madam has a heart. Xiaoman remembers the kindness of Madam and Inspector Hua to us. Xiaoman remembers it, and so does Liuyi. I toast you and Inspector Hua."
When the cup was finished, Inspector Hua coughed, "Ma'am, it's rare for everyone to gather together happily, so don't mention these sad words again. Are you going to see if the dessert is ready?"
Madam Hua went sensible. The second Hua also stood up, "Big brother, two big brothers, I still have personal affairs, so I won't accompany each other, you guys eat and drink well."
After they left, Inspector Hua waved his hand and backed away. The two bodyguards of Xia Liuyi and Fei Qi also retreated and stayed outside the door. This is the time to get down to business.
Fat Qi grabbed the tablecloth and wiped his mouth. With the other hand, he touched a hand under his desk, and sure enough, he found a gun stuck with scotch tape.
He never thought of reconciling with Xia Liuyi at all, and he has been operating in the Kowloon area for more than ten years with the grand party forces, with deep roots. Xia Liuyi, the yellow-haired boy, dared to challenge him before he even had a full beard. Inspector Hua was about to retire, the sun was about to pass, and there was no climate. on the head.
He bribed the housekeeper in Washington, and did tricks in advance. The gun hidden under the left seat of the dining table was for himself. Six bullets were more than enough to kill Xia Liuyi and Inspector Hua. There was also a gun hidden in the trash can outside the door, for his two bodyguards. Not to mention the people who ambushed him on the roof and in the garden. In addition to guns, they also brought gasoline torches to burn the entire house and destroy the remains.
He looked at the red wine glass on the table, and he and his men outside the door recorded the sound of the glass breaking. Once he dropped the wine glass, the bodyguards outside the door would rush in to help.
Inspector Hua had already lit a cigar at this time, and began to talk freely, analyzing the situation in the world, "As you all know about the change of council members, Hong Kong is not as good as it used to be. There are still a few years left for this 'concession' lease to expire. , Beijing has put forward a lot of conditions, Xiaoliu and you Jiaolong Fortress were demolished is one of them. My future successor was supposed to be appointed by me, but now the top is holding it down. Oji took it away some time ago. Sha Laosan, the Independent Commission Against Corruption has also made a lot of small moves recently. Many pairs of eyes are staring at me and at you too. At this time, instead of joining forces to help each other, you have to fight in dens."
Fei Qi said, "Brother Hua, when did Shenghui and I stay in a 'nest' with his Xiaoqitang? Ten years ago, I made blood alliances with the children of the clan, and worshipped heaven and earth to recognize their masters. In terms of seniority, they couldn't even enter the Xiaoqitang! Qinglong is alive. Don't dare to provoke Lao Tzu! He Xia Xiaoliu doesn't stay in Kowloon City, and crosses the border to step on Lao Tzu's territory! What's the point of this?"
"Fengshui turns, and the times create heroes," Xia Liu said. "Hong Kong is just such a big place, free market, who has the ability to speak. You say that your site is your site. your name?"
"Xia Xiaoliu!" Fei Qi glared and shouted, grabbing the wine glass on the table when he seized the opportunity to throw it.
As a result, Inspector Hua grabbed his wrist and said, "Hey, Seventh, talk well! What are you angry about?"
The Chief Inspector, who is responsible for upholding justice, with his old and strong arm strength, just pressed Fat Seven's hand back to the table, pulled out the wine glass inside, and placed it in the middle of the table.
"If you continue to make trouble like this, my old bones can't hold you back, and I've alarmed the 'old shopkeeper'. I'm afraid both of you won't be able to eat well."
As soon as the name came out, both Fei Qi and Xia Liuyi's expressions turned a bit sullen.
The "old shopkeeper" is a big man who can only hear his voice on the road but does not see him. The power has penetrated the superstructure of Hong Kong's black and white roads, receiving tributes from all parties, secretly inverting black and white, in a chaotic world Manipulate. Whoever he wants will decline, whoever he wants will decline, and whoever he wants to thrive will rise to the top. White increases and black decreases, black advances and white retreats, all controlled by the invisible scale in his hand.
Over the years, Fei Qi has paid tribute to the "old shopkeeper" through Inspector Hua, but he has never been qualified to meet the true face of the "old shopkeeper". He was worried that Xia Liuyi had made offerings to the old shopkeeper behind his back, causing the old shopkeeper to disrupt the situation. He was uneasy, but hesitantly started, "Brother Hua, the old shopkeeper already knows about us? Let you beat us?"
Inspector Hua snorted softly, "The old man has a lot of time to deal with you. But if the trouble continues, I can't tell."
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was a little slower, he had a heart to comfort him, and said to Xia Liu, "Liu, it is true that you have crossed the line on this matter. After all, the seventh is a senior, you should give him face. , give each step a step, the sky and the sea, isn't it better to make a fortune together?"
If he didn't say it, it was enough. When he said it, he reminded Xia Liuyi. He sneered, "To make a fortune together? He really thought about making a fortune together. He once discussed cooperation with Qinglong, and Xiaoqitang's 'goods' came in and out of his fishing wharf. , profit commission. But Qinglong rejected him, and he encouraged Xu Ying to usurp the throne and murder Qinglong!"
As soon as these words came out, Detective Hua's expression suddenly loosened for a short time, but he immediately frowned and stared at Fei Qi with a straight face, "Old Seven, is there really such a thing?!"
"Of course not!" Fat Qi shouted his grievances, with a dozen calculations in his heart, he sneaked his hand towards the wine glass again.
"Xia Xiaoliu, you are now the leader of the gang, the leader of the gang, and you have to show evidence for all the harassment," he justified his defense, "not everyone has something to do with the death of your 'Ada', I see that you are too sad and faint!"
He increased the pronunciation of the word "Ada", held the wine glass with one hand, and tore the tape under the table with the other, with a joke in his words.
"I heard that since Qinglong died, you, the new leader, have never touched a woman, but you have a hot fight with a male college student, why? You can't stand up, or do you like to go through the 'back door'? Could it be that you and Qinglong …”
Before he could finish his sentence, a "Boom!!" sounded like blood flying across his head! Xia Liuyi grabbed the ashtray and smashed it into his head!
After the muffled sound, Fat Qi fell down with the chair! The wine glass fell on the table again and rolled a little before being stopped by the dinner plate. The tape of the gun was not completely torn, and it dangled under the table.
Fat Seven fell to the ground, clutching his smashed forehead and moaning. Xia Liuyi stepped forward quickly, picked up the bloody ashtray, and slammed his face again, directly smashing one of his eyes!
"Liu Liu!" Inspector Hua shouted.
Xia Liuyi turned a deaf ear, grabbed Fei Qi's hair with his right hand, and flipped the ashtray again!
This time he almost smashed Fat Seven's nose, and the big, domineering man outside let out a "woohoo" moan, his fat hands and feet swayed randomly, his face was covered in blood, and he tried his best to get up.
Xia Liuyi squatted on the ground and sneered as he watched his dying struggle. Fat Qi twitched his limbs and lay on the ground, scratching randomly, one hand trembling and reaching the bottom of the dining table in front of him, trying to reach for the pistol that was hanging in the air.
Xia Liuyi stood up and stepped on the back of his neck with one foot, bent down and tore off the gun, picked it up and shook it at Inspector Hua.
"This is?!" the old detective exclaimed in surprise.
"You should change the housekeeper," Xia Liuyi sneered.
It was also at this time that Fat Seven, who was fluttering under his feet, used his last strength to grab the table leg and shook it violently!
A wine glass on the side of the dinner plate finally rolled to the table, "Crack!"
There was a loud gunshot outside the door!
[Note 1: Central is located on Hong Kong Island and is the financial center of Hong Kong. Many large financial companies are located here.]