If you ask where Hong Kong is most chaotic these days, 99 out of 100 locals will point to the Kowloon Walled City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, not many people realise that the Kowloon Ferry Terminal, which carries 80 per cent of Hong Kong's cargo volume, is also a source of turmoil and filth.

If it weren't for the Kuomintang and the British colonial government joining hands to stifle the May Day Strike that shocked China and the rest of the world, raising a butcher's knife in the name of anti-communism, and launching a bloody massacre against the black and white forces that had long been entrenched in Kowloon Pier, the Kowloon Pier today would not necessarily be even more chaotic than the Kowloon Walled City.

Despite this, the Kowloon Pier is still full of gangs and chaos, with various injuries occurring every day due to turf grabbing, and hundreds of people participating in armed fights are not uncommon, and people are missing or killed on the spot at any time.

The British colonial government in Hong Kong, which lacked relatively insufficient armed forces at hand, could only use the contradictions and hatred between gangs to carry out checks and balances and management, and even openly accepted bribes from the gangsters and exercised despicable means of division, disintegration, co-optation, and suppression, making the chaos at the Kowloon Pier a stubborn disease that could not be eliminated.

What is different from the past is that those gang leaders with deep backgrounds and extreme cunning have hidden in the shadows, and those who rush out are all shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

As long as the vital interests of the major forces hidden behind it are not harmed, no one will feel sorry for the number of coolies and laborers who have died, and the colonial authorities in Hong Kong have never treated the suffering Chinese as human beings.

At this time, the population composition of Hong Kong is very complicated, more than half of them are from Liangguang and Fujian provinces, and about 30% of the population comes from the provinces of the Yangtze River basin.

The British and Indian colonizers, including the military, accounted for only 5 percent of Hong Kong's population, and the remaining 5 percent were speculative businessmen, fugitive officials, exiled landlords, and frustrated literati from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and the inland provinces.

It is precisely because of the complexity of the population composition that the deformed development of Hong Kong has always been unable to avoid the various contradictions and chaos that have existed for a long time, and the Kowloon Ferry Terminal, which is extremely commercially developed, is a chaotic place with mud and sand.

After Lai Dingbang got Zheng Yi's consent, he personally came to the Kowloon Pier to meet with Xu Shilong, the leader of the Northern Jiangsu Gang, who took the initiative to serve.

As soon as he arrived at the dock, Lai Dingbang encountered a large-scale armed fight between the Jinjiang Gang and the Chaozhou Gang.

Hundreds of coolies from other gangs crossed their hands and crossed their waists, watching from all sides, and the foreigners and sailors on the cargo ship were holding wine bottles, and their eyebrows were dancing, and from time to time they let out bursts of exclamations, and the military police who maintained order had long since disappeared.

The two gangs fought in the dust, blood splashed everywhere, and the lively crowd cheered continuously, and the coolies fell under the sticks and machetes more and more, and the fighting between the two sides became more and more fierce.

More than 10 minutes passed, and the sound of the sharp siren sounded, and hundreds of Chinese policemen wearing hats and pea-green uniforms ran in line under the command of the British police officers, raised their shields in their hands, waved the batons in their hands, and rushed into the crowd of brawlers.

"Three died in a blink of an eye, and no less than fifteen people were seriously injured, even if they were cured, they would be crippled, miserable!" Xu Shilong, who was standing in front of the iron shed above the pier, sighed in a low voice.

This man, who came to Hong Kong two years ago with his family and more than 20 brothers from northern Jiangsu to make a living, is less than Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, is not tall, has dark skin, is physically strong, is upright and righteous, is very popular among dock workers, and has extraordinary martial arts.

But at this moment, Xu Shilong's square face was full of sadness that could not be concealed.

Lai Dingbang shook his head, with an indisputable expression of hatred on his face: "Why don't you have to use a fight to solve the problem?" Why don't they think about their wives and children at home before they do it? Although only three people died, it is likely that three families were cut off from their income and could only starve to death, or sell themselves to rich families and live a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs......"

Speaking of this, Lai Dingbang looked at the wharf with endless screams of sorrow and chaos, and looked at the coolies who fell in a pool of blood, his mood was extremely sad and complicated, he knew that such things happened almost every day, and all the dead were destitute coolies, no one cared about their life and death, let alone redressed their grievances, and all the people who benefited were those behind the scenes and the military and police who took bribes.

Xu Shilong saw Lai Dingbang staring at the messy dock for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lai, do you think we are talking in a different place?" ”

Lai Dingbang took a deep breath, silently lowered his head and turned around, and left the dock under the guidance of Xu Shilong, and went to the tea stall on the side of the avenue above to sit down.

Xu Shilong glanced at the coolies on the dock who were sitting together smoking and talking in twos and threes, gave a few words to the familiar proprietress of the house, lifted the widest and strongest low stool, and put it on Lai Dingbang's side: "Sir, please take a seat, I don't know what your taste is, I ordered you a cup of monk fruit herbal tea, if you don't like it, change it." ”

Lai Dingbang's face was still very ugly, but his mood had calmed down, and after sitting down, he took out a cigarette case and took out a cigarette to light it, and then put the cigarette case and the delicate lighter in front of Xu Shilong.

Xu Shilong was not polite, took out a cigarette and lit the fire, and carefully played with the beautifully made American lighter: "This lighter is very expensive, right?" I didn't even see anyone own the foreman on the dock, and I only saw a few bosses who took out the goods and used them. ”

"If you like it, use it, a lighter is nothing."

Lai Dingbang said casually, he really didn't care about these gadgets, and the longer he followed the boss Zheng Yi, the less he felt these imported luxury gadgets.

The shrewd and sophisticated Xu Shilong laughed, put the lighter on the small table, took the herbal tea sent by the proprietress, gently put it in front of Lai Dingbang, and drank most of it in one gulp with a cup of bitter Huang Laoji summer tea, then put down the cup comfortably, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then picked up the cigarette on the edge of the table and put it on his lips.