Chapter 44

The two parties entered the boat one after another.

Feiyu asked everyone to sit down. He glanced at the Axe Gang and saw that they were all wearing black Zhongshan suits and had huge axe tattoos on the left side of their faces.

He whispered, "Going to the grave? Everyone is wearing mourning clothes."

After Qiu Hao sat down, Feiyu personally gave him bowls and chopsticks. In turn, the leader of the Axe Gang winked, and some of his brothers came forward with trays covered with red cloth.

"Brother Qiu."

Long San smiled and smiled at the axe tattoo on half of his face. He winked again, and one of his brothers lifted the red cloth, while another took out a bottle of wine and poured wine.

"This bottle is white wine. Maotai is very famous in the mainland. A friend brought it from Guizhou. I invite you to try it."

As soon as the white wine was poured out, a fresh fragrance filled the cabin.

Qiu Hao tapped the glass surface with his fingers in front of the wine glass in the rhythm of pouring the wine, and commented: "Compared to the foreign wine of the foreigners, Chinese wine is more suitable for my Chinese stomach."

Long San had heard that Qiu Hao was from the mainland, and it seemed that he really picked the white wine.

The younger brother of the Axe Gang poured the wine, put down the bottle and wanted to leave, but was scolded by Long San.

"You don't know to call someone when you bring wine to Brother Qiu? This is what I usually teach you?"

The younger brother was skinny, only 1.6 meters tall, and not very old. After being scolded, his eyes were red, as if he had endured a lot of grievances, and then he apologized to Qiu Hao.

"No need." Qiu Hao understood that the other party just wanted to show off his power with his younger brother, so he raised his hand and said, "We are all talking about business, so don't worry about it."

However, Qiu Hao was still unhappy.

He didn't know about other triads, but there were almost no minors in Gang 14.

Qiu Hao had also heard of the name of the Axe Gang, which was a gang that had developed in Mong Kok in recent years and had risen very quickly. People on the street made fun of Long San, saying that he relied on a group of minors to conquer the world.

Looking at the Axe Gang, most of the people were minors. Minors are impulsive, young and hot-blooded, and easy to control.

In the blink of an eye, a few years had passed, and now the power of the Axe Gang had become almost as strong as Gang 14.

"Brother Qiu is right. Fortunately, it is Brother Qiu you met this time. You are such an ignorant younger brother of mine, Long San. Go back and learn more!" Long San pretended to say a few words before letting the younger brother go down.

When the younger brother went down, he turned his head and glanced at Qiu Hao, his eyes full of hatred.

Seeing that Qiu Hao had drunk the wine but had not yet talked about business, Long San could not help but become impatient but suppressed his temper, constantly turning the gold ring on his thumb. The

reason why the two sides sat at the same table today was entirely because of the territory.

The Axe Gang had several territories that happened to be next to the Fourteenth Gang, and they often had friction because of this.

Today, the main thing to talk about is the exchange of territories.

Qiu Hao pretended not to notice Long San's expression, and was not in a hurry to express his opinion as the dinner had just started.

"Boss, you can start serving the dishes." Feiyu called the boat owner over.

The boat owner secretly looked at the people on both sides, and was shocked when he saw the tattoos on the faces of the Axe Gang members, and agreed repeatedly.

"There are so many bosses, wait a minute, the dishes will be served immediately."

The empty turntable table was quickly filled with dishes, but Qiu Hao did not say another word until it was full.

Long San was secretly anxious. He took the initiative to get up and bring a plate of seafood over, with a smile on his face: "Come, try the anchovy sashimi, it's famous for its delicious taste. After eating it, we can also talk about the territory."

Qiu Hao blocked the sashimi with chopsticks, "No need, the food is so good, why not keep it for yourself."

"I've heard that the second in command is humorous, and he is really approachable." Long San changed the subject and named him directly, "However, although the food is good, the journey is too far from home. Why don't we change a dish?"

"Causeway Bay is a good place. How about I exchange it for Wan Chai?"

As he said, Long San turned the turntable.

The two dishes were turned around, and a dish of baked lobster with sauce was turned in front of Qiu Hao.

Qiu Hao looked at the sashimi, his brow bone pierced by the knife marks was tinged with anger, "Wan Chai is good, but I don't like lobsters either, it's better to send it over."

What he meant was that Wan Chai could be taken, but it was impossible to exchange it for Causeway Bay. The two territories happened to be connected at one place, and he wanted to keep them all.

"Brother Qiu, don't joke." Long San's eyes changed, smiling with his face but not his heart, "You have to exchange one of your territories."

Qiu Hao looked at the dishes on the plate and pushed a dish of blanched Chinese cabbage back with his chopsticks, "I want Wan Chai, and Hung Hom can be given up."

Long San was clearly aware of the Fourteenth Gang's territory in Hung Hom, and his anger rose and his voice was no longer suppressed: "You want to exchange my bear paw for the fish meat? Is this how you, the Fourteenth Gang, come out to negotiate business with others?"

"We are willing to talk to you. We have shown our sincerity." Feiyu stood by with his arms crossed and mocked, "The territory is so small. Hung Hom is twice as big. You still don't know how to appreciate it after giving us the land. It's better to clap and go our separate ways!"

Long San gritted his teeth, threw the sashimi plate on the ground and overturned the table. All the dishes on the table fell to the ground, making a mess.

Long San sneered, "You damn mainland bastards! Now that you are on the boat, you have no say!"

"I'm going to make this clear today. I want the territory in Causeway Bay. Otherwise, don't expect the people of Gang 14 to get out alive!"

The people of Gang 14 are not easy to bully.

Feiyu pushed Long San away with a slap, "If you are brave enough, come over and try it!"

The people on both sides were like firecrackers that were lit in a second. You grabbed the stools and I grabbed the beer bottles. There were still many people wearing submarine suits outside who climbed onto the boat, holding axes and chopped at the Fourteenth Gang members. The scene instantly became chaotic, and the boss who served the dishes was so scared that he jumped into the sea with his wife and swam to the shore.

"Flying Fish!" Qiu Hao did not panic, but pinched the amulet he kept close to his body. The Axe Gang came over with an axe, but Qiu Hao held down the axe, kicked the man away, snatched the axe and chopped directly at the person coming over.

Flying Fish knocked a man down with his fist and climbed out the window. Within two minutes, a large number of people from the Fourteenth Gang rushed to the boat from the dock, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

Long San's face was ashen and he gritted his teeth: "I thought that people in the underworld valued their credibility, but the Fourteenth Gang actually went back on their word!"

Qiu Hao sneered: "You are the one who doesn't talk about credibility first!"

After receiving the news of the negotiation, he asked Feiyu to keep an eye on the dock to see if Long San had arranged an ambush. As a result, no one was found on the surface, and who would have thought that the ambush would be hidden in the water!

If it weren't for fortune-telling.

He became suspicious and brought good people. According to the Fourteenth Gang's past style of keeping their promises, he really got caught here!

Kicking away the younger brother who rushed up to chop people, Qiu Hao was about to go find Long San, when suddenly, someone locked Qiu Hao's neck from behind.

It was the younger brother who had just poured the wine. His eyes were red and he locked Qiu Hao's neck tightly, saying hatefully: "Qiu Hao! The Fourteenth Gang took my eldest brother's life! Today I will kill you and avenge him!"

Long San seized the opportunity, picked up the axe and aimed it at Qiu Hao's legs. Feiyu had been staring at Qiu Hao for fear of an accident. When the accident happened, it was too late to rush over.

Just when the axe

was about to chop down. A wooden chair flew over from nowhere and hit Qiu Hao. The axe chopped the wooden chair in half and cracked. Only the other half of the chair remained on Qiu Hao.

Long San sneered: "If you don't die today, you will be a cripple!"

After that, Long San swung the axe again fiercely. Qiu Hao gritted his teeth, thinking that the remaining half of the chair would also be chopped off, but he took the blow of the axe and the wooden board did not move.

"What the hell!" Long San was shocked that the axe did not chop the wooden chair, and he was stunned. As expected, after the wooden chair cracked, it should be chopped off along with Qiu Hao's legs.

Impossible.

It was obvious that it could be split just now!

Feiyu came over and pulled his younger brother away. After Qiu Hao escaped from the trap, he stood up and kicked Long San through the window into the sea.

Feiyu came over quickly and said in an anxious tone: "Brother Qiu, are you okay?"

The sea breeze blew by with a faint fishy smell. Qiu Hao went to touch the peace charm in his pocket, but found nothing.

Rubbing the ashes of the talisman, the sweat on Qiu Hao's back was completely cold, "It's okay."

If it hadn't been for this talisman just now, his legs would have been chopped off, followed closely by a pair of hands.

Wouldn’t it be that he had fallen into the prophecy in the beginning of the destiny?

"Feiyu, let's go find Master Chu."

Zeng Fangxin, a reporter from Daxi News Agency, squatted on Temple Street early in the morning, holding a bowl of curry fish balls and looking at the sugar water stall in the distance from time to time.

It was still early and the stalls were empty.

Zeng Fangxin decided to use her free time to get information. She stuck the stick into the fish balls and chatted with the fish ball vendor behind her.

"Boss, I heard that there is a very good fortune teller in your Temple Street? Is that true?"

The fish ball vendor was cooking fish balls. When he heard that they were looking for a fortune teller, he pointed directly to the location of the dessert stall and said, "Yes, isn't it the dessert stall?"

"As for whether it's really accurate or not, I'm not sure. I don't have time to check it out because of my busy business. But many customers come to see her, and she's even been in the newspapers. The customers attracted also boosted the economy of Temple Street. I think it's a good thing to have such a fortune teller anyway."

Before the fish ball vendor finished speaking, the owner of a fruit stall interrupted. He and Ashanpo are both in the same business. They own a small piece of land in Miao Street, and they usually steal customers when selling fruit. Ashanpo is on good terms with Chu Yueqing, so naturally he and Chu Yueqing can't stand it.

"It's all fake. So what if it's in the newspaper?" The fruit owner mocked, "Invite two people to hype it up, spend money to be in the newspaper, this kind of thing anyone with a brain will do!"

"Predicting the future? It's simply a liar!"

Zeng Fangxin agreed very much. She had long guessed that Li Huiwen did these things just to get promoted. A fortune teller wants to play tricks, and a newspaper reporter wants to make big news to get promoted.

They hit it off, isn't that how the Miao Street fortune teller came into being today?

Zeng Fangxin once read the newspaper, knowing the destiny and predicting the death of the gods. An ordinary fortune teller made money by backing a few books. Did Chu Yueqing think she was the savior?

"Boss, what you said makes sense. My colleague was promoted to deputy editor because of the column of Temple Street Fortune Telling." Zeng Fangxin was unwilling when she talked about the deputy editor.

Originally, this position belonged to her, and the editor-in-chief had talked to her several times. Who could have thought that a fortune teller would be killed later and let Li Huiwen take advantage of it.

"Well! I told you! The truth is only in the hands of a few people!" The fruit owner laughed, thinking that he saw through Chu Yueqing's tricks.

"Boss, since you know the inside story so well, why don't you do an interview? Just treat it as maintaining the authenticity of Hong Kong news and fighting some fabricated fake news." Zeng Fangxin didn't want to be too obvious on the surface, pretending to be awakened by the fruit boss's words, and quickly took the person to the side.

When the fruit boss heard that he could also be in the newspaper, he immediately became energetic, grabbed Zeng Fangxin and scolded the dessert stall for a long time, and complained that he attracted so many customers to Temple Street, but few customers were willing to buy fruit, and some customers damaged the fruit, causing him to lose money.

Zeng Fangxin looked at the fruit on the fruit stall next to him, which was obviously not fresh enough, but the price tag on it was the price of fresh fruit.

She looked away and agreed with a smile: "It's really too much."

Seeing that someone agreed, the fruit owner became even more angry and listed a lot of things, many of which were about the fruit stall. Zeng Fangxin's patience gradually lost, and the fruit owner said.

"Now, Chu Ji Tang Shui has offended Shan Mao, and it seems that it can't stay in Temple Street for long."

Zeng Fangxin finally waited for the point and hurriedly asked about Shan Mao. Until she learned that Chu Ji Tang Shui refused to give protection money and Shan Mao even threatened to retaliate in the next two days, her violently beating heart reached its peak.

Seeing that she was concerned about this matter, the fruit owner added two more sentences: "Anyway, Shan Mao will bring people to cause trouble in the afternoon. My reporter friend, I advise you to leave Temple Street as soon as possible. By then, it will be a bloody storm here!"

Zeng Fangxin agreed on the surface, but laughed behind her back.

It was as if the heavens were helping her.

Leave Temple Street? How could it be possible!

Chu Yueqing reads fortunes for people every day and knows their fates. If she really had the ability, why couldn't she avoid the cat disaster?

She must wait for this news and then expose the true face of the fortune teller in Temple Street!