"Ah Gong."

"The surname Li doesn't treat us as human beings." A Wen's disciple said: "If you don't seek justice for your brothers in the family, the Wen family won't even have a mouthful of food in the future!" ”

"yes."

"Ah Gong."

"Tae Hyung Moon's face in the New Territories, let the surnamed Lee take his life back." The young men of the Wen family who were present shouted and shouted and killed one by one, asking Li Jiacheng to pay for his blood debts.

Wen Jingsheng knew that things were not simple, but he couldn't bear his evil anger and said loudly: "There are also people from Jintian Tang's family, Sheung Shui Liao family, and Fanling Peng family who were beaten together in the factory. ”

"I'll go meet them first, and discuss how to unite more people to stand up for the workers."

The people of the Wen clan bowed their heads one after another, taking it for granted.

In addition to the four major clans of Lu, Mo, Situ and Wang in the New Territories, there are also six clans in the New Territories: Kam Tin Tang, Tai Heng Man, Sheung Shui Liao, Ha Sheung Hou, Fanling Peng, and Man Kam Chow. In normal times, the four great clans unite together to discuss all matters in the New Territories.

The six clans will also hold each other together and intermarry.

The four major clans occupy more than half of the land in the New Territories, and if the six minor clans are added, they occupy more than ninety percent of the land in the New Territories.

These clans all moved to the New Territories in the late Song Dynasty and the Yuan and Ming dynasties, and they had already eaten up all the immigrants outside the clan through land annexation. If it weren't for the post-war period, when the border was opened and millions of immigrants were immigrated, the New Territories would not even be able to see a single foreign surname.

Wen Jingsheng left the ancestral hall with a few clansmen and took a rickshaw to Fanling Lingshan Village.

"Ah Sheng."

"Uncle Wei."

Wen Jingsheng is in his early forties, which is considered young, but Peng's storyteller is nearly sixty years old, with a rickety figure, wearing a long gown, and sitting in the house with a wooden cane. Peng Changhua, as the successor of the internal appointment, stepped forward and offered a cup of tea to Wen Jinsheng: "Brother Sheng." ”

"Drink tea."

"Thank you."

Wen Jingsheng took the teacup, took a sip, and bowed his head gently.

"Uncle Hui, I came here for the beating of people in the plastic flower factory, and the surname Li disrespects the people of the New Territories, and uses the people of the New Territories as cattle and horses, and beats them as pigs and dogs. Wen, Peng, Liao, and Deng were all injured, and the blood debt surnamed Li was not allowed to be repaid. ”

"How have we been mixing in the New Territories for the past few years?"

Peng Guowei looked old and said, "Ah Sheng, do you want to do something?" ”

"During the Double Ten, the Kowloon immigrants dared to burn down the plastic flower factory, and we in the New Territories also dared to not only burn the plastic flower factory, but also hang the surname Li on the street lamp, so that the big bosses in Hong Kong knew that the New Territories people were not easy to mess with."

Wen Jingsheng has a fiery temper and a ruthless approach: "At that time, no one will dare to bully us, and the Hong Kong government's development plan for the New Territories will have to be slowed down." ”

Peng Changhua frowned: "It's not good. ”

"If no one comes to the New Territories to open factories in the future, the villagers will have one less place to make money."

Wen Jingsheng sneered: "We have land, and we are afraid that we will not have anything to eat." ”

"The factory always makes more." There is actually a difference between working in the field and farming to support their families, although both jobs are hard, but they earn more than farming. In a port city, the amount of grain input is large, and relying on farming is doomed to have no future.

But the villagers' land plot is very heavy, and they feel that the land belongs to them for at least generations and is the root of the villagers.

There is land that never fears famine.

"Let's not mention this, Boss Li of the Yangtze River Plastic Flower Factory has a lot of power, and he can ask the police to arrest the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions, and he can let the brave Ma Zai take action." Peng Guowei said: "It is difficult for us to hang the surname Li on the street lamp. ”

"It is said that he has a good relationship with the foreign bank, but he is ruthless and has no good fruit."

Wen Jingsheng sneered: "I'm afraid that his relationship with the ghost guy is not good, anyway, the four major clans have already expressed their stance and rejected the Hong Kong government's development plan, as long as we smash the Yangtze River Plastic Flower Factory, it will be a demonstration against the Hong Kong government." ”

"If the ghost guy dares to come to the New Territories to do it, the four major clans will definitely be involved, and our ten surnames in the New Territories combined, more than 100,000 people, need to be afraid of thousands of guns from the Hong Kong government? Besides, Ho Ting-yin, the boss of the Chinese police in the police department, has always been at odds with ghosts, so he may not come out to suppress us. ”

Peng Guowei nodded, his heart was clear, he took a sip of the teacup, and said loudly: "Ah Hua." ”

"Uncle."

Peng Changhua took a step forward and bowed slightly.

"On behalf of the Fanling Peng family, you will lead people to run errands with Ah Sheng to seek justice for the injured family brothers." Peng Guowei said.

"Good!"

Wen Jingsheng's face was overjoyed, and he hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Uncle Wei." ”

Subsequently, he made an appointment with Peng Changhua to go to the plastic flower factory at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to make trouble, and then hurried to Shangshui Xiaoshi, Sheung Shui Village is not far from Fanling, and it is very convenient to connect.

Repulse bay.

"Jiang sir, I'm tired of the morning." Li Jiacheng sat by the pool of the villa and handed out a cigar.

Jiang Zhijie lit his cigar, took a deep breath, glanced down at the label on the tail of the eggplant, and glanced at the few beautiful women in swimsuits who were frolicking by the pool.

Li Jiacheng naturally noticed his eyes, laughed, and said loudly: "Which one do you like, arrange for her to accompany you at night." ”

"Do I think I'm going to pick someone?"

Jiang Zhijie said.

Li Jiacheng smiled knowingly: "Sir Jiang is too lazy to choose, so let's go all together." ”

"I'll do my best." Jiang Zhijie was in a much better mood and smiled: "Boss Li, in order to arrest a chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions for you, I was almost left in the New Territories and couldn't come back." I heard that there was a riot in the plastic flower factory in the afternoon because of this incident? ”

"yes."

Li Jiacheng sighed: "I thought that the trade union would be just a political vase, but I didn't expect that it already had some influence among the workers, but fortunately it was discovered and eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise, let the trade union continue to develop for a few years, and I would have worked for them." ”

"It's said to be a heat subsidy." Jiang Zhijie said casually: "Otherwise, they will be sent to them, and it will be a loss to stop work for a day anyway." ”

"The high temperature subsidy has not been paid by others, and I can't break the rules, otherwise, no one will do business with me in the future." Li Jiacheng sighed: "I can only be considered unlucky, I have to come out to carry this matter, Jiang sir, you are not a businessman, you don't understand many things." ”

"I'm going to borrow workers from the sneaker factory in West Kowloon tomorrow, and it's another sum of money."

"And, I'm sure the New Territories workers won't stop there." Li Jiacheng's eyes suddenly became sharp. Jiang Zhijie narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you want?" ”

"I hope that tomorrow Sir Jiang can transfer a group of guys to help."

Jiang Zhijie said unhappily: "The police force is not just a tune you say. ”

At this time, a swimsuit girl strolled to the table, hooked his shoulders with her hands, leaned over to reveal two snow-white balls, and trembled the balls: "Sir, are your marksmanship good?" ”

"Let you see and understand at night."

The corners of Jiang Zhijie's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and his hand began to pinch the waves.

Seeing this, Li Jiacheng smiled and said: "As long as Jiang sir helps me with this, next time there is a vacancy in the police force, I am willing to pay money to come out and support you, no matter how much it is!" ”

"Really?"

Jiang Zhijie pretended to be moved, and sighed very sincerely: "There are only about 20 people in a group of O, how many people are there in the New Territories?" It doesn't necessarily stop the riots. ”

"If you can't even stop the O-Ji, then it's even more fine." Li Jiacheng was calm: "The Hong Kong government will naturally send troops to suppress it, some time ago, the Hong Kong government released a New Territories development plan, and it is impossible to miss an opportunity to clean up the New Territories clans." ”

"Although my plastic flower factory makes money, as long as I can cooperate with the Hong Kong government and foreign companies to a higher level, it is worth it to be burned again." His current cash flow mainly comes from the plastic flower factory, but he has already begun to taste the sweetness of the real estate industry and plans to vigorously enter the real estate industry.

In urgent need of loans from foreign banks, in contrast, plastic flower factories have become bargaining chips that can be discarded. Moreover, although the plastic flower factory in San Po Kong is large, he still has two small plastic flower factories that can be opened, which is enough to complete the orders in hand.

"Oh?"

Jiang Zhijie was secretly frightened, but said: "Since Boss Li has arranged it, then I will do things according to the plan." ”

Li Jiacheng stood up in time: "It's not early, I'll go home and rest first, Jiang sir, thank you, help take a look at the villa tonight." ”

"Haha."

"Boss Li walks slowly." Jiang Zhijie couldn't wait, and after Li Jiacheng said goodbye, he walked into the room with four girls, loaded the bullets, and exchanged marksmanship.

Following.

Morning, seven thirty.

The workers came to the gate of the Xinpogang Plastic Flower Factory in groups of three or five, which was supposed to be the time to go to work, but everyone gathered at the bottom of the office building and shouted: "Compensation for work-related injuries and subsidies!" ”

"Beat the workers, the lackeys of capital!"

"Old Dog Li!"

"Go downstairs!"

"Go downstairs!"

In just half an hour, more than 3,000 villagers gathered and shouted to the sky.

The secretary was very anxious hiding in the office, and hurriedly called the boss to report, Li Jiacheng received the news, and Fu Yi smiled: "Call the police!" ”

"Okay."

Not only did the Wong Tai Sin Department receive the news and sent 30 uniforms to the scene to maintain order, but the Kwun Tong Department also sent 50 uniforms and more than 20 O's to the scene.

A total of more than 100 police officers, including the uniformed group holding rattan cards and batons, lined up to separate the villagers. More than 20 O's, under the leadership of Jiang Zhijie, held guns in both hands and forced the villagers to retreat.

Seeing that the factory was supported by the police force, the villagers no longer surrounded the office building, but began to smash the factory, demanding that Li Jiacheng come forward to apologize and kneel down to the workers who died on the job.

"Dispatch!"

Seeing that the chaos broke out further, the head of the Wong Tai Sin military uniform gave an order, and let his police officers rush out, grab the villagers and beat them continuously, and the scene began to scream. The villagers who had been prepared for a long time picked up the iron rods, Tian Fork, and began to fight back.

"Poof!"

Peng Changhua held a fork in both hands, stabbed through the rattan plate of the uniformed policeman with one fork, then pulled out the fork, and stabbed the police officer with another fork.

"Bang!"

Seeing this, Jiang Zhijie raised his pistol and decisively pulled the trigger.

A villager who ran by hurriedly staggered two steps, and immediately fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and wailing. Seeing this, Lu Changhua's eyes widened, he was furious, and rushed towards Jiang Zhijie with a fork.

"Bang!"

Jiang Zhijie raised his right arm, fired a gun into the sky, and shouted: "First warning!" ”

(End of chapter)