"Ruthless?"
Zhang Zhongming exhaled a puff of thick cigar smoke, which blurred the features of his cold, hard face.
"Sixth Sister, I'll kill anyone who touches heroin."
"These are inviolable rules passed down from our ancestors. On my territory, Zhang Zhongming's territory, even the Heavenly King himself wouldn't dare to break them!"
Sixth Sister looked at him, her beautiful eyes swirling with emotions, which finally turned into a sigh: "But you can't just kill people like that."
Zhang Zhongming remained silent, staring intently at her with his hawk-like eyes.
The air seemed to freeze.
In the end, it was the sixth sister who looked away first, and said with a wry smile, "Whatever."
“I killed one of Hung Hing’s Double Flower Red Sticks, and now I’m giving you one in return. We’re even.” Zhang Zhongming’s voice was hoarse. “But the leader, Mr. Jiang, promised me that I would have full authority over Causeway Bay. If any of your Hung Hing people interfere again, I, Zhang Zhongming, will leave immediately.”
"If it weren't for your captured Japanese Nambu XIV rifle, how could Mr. Chiang have let you go?"
Sixth Sister shook her head, her tone becoming serious.
"Mr. Chiang is only giving you some face because your ancestors were meritorious in killing Japanese devils. Don't be ungrateful."
"Remember, Mr. Chiang is the leader of Hung Hing, and you, Zhang Zhongming, are now also a member of Hung Hing!"
She took a step forward, getting closer to Zhang Zhongming, her long legs faintly visible beneath the slit of her cheongsam.
"I'm telling you all this in the hope that you'll change your temperament."
"These days, it's not that the rigid are easily broken, but that the rigid will surely die!"
"Do you know how many triads on Hong Kong Island see you as a thorn in their side? If it weren't for Mr. Chiang keeping things under control, you would have been emptied of Victoria Harbour long ago!"
Zhang Zhongming's facial muscles twitched, and he finally managed to squeeze out three words in a muffled voice.
"I see."
Seeing his appearance, Sixth Sister knew that there was no point in saying anything more. This man was like a rock in a latrine, both smelly and hard.
She said nothing more, turned and gracefully left.
This stubborn donkey will eventually die because of its own temper.
...
At the same time.
Wenzhou, passenger station.
A wave of heat, a mixture of sweat, dust, and cheap perfume, mingled with the clamor of voices, hit me.
As soon as Zhang Cheng and his group got out of the car, they were stunned by the scene before them.
people.
There were people everywhere.
On the streets, a torrent of bicycles mingled with the occasional passing GAZ truck and bus, accompanied by the incessant blaring of horns.
On both sides of the road, there were stalls one after another. Young people wearing bell-bottoms and with long hair carried tape recorders and swayed in the street, playing deafening disco music.
This is an era of unbridled growth.
"Brother, Wenzhou... is so much more lively than our county!" Zhang Jianhao's eyes were bulging, and his gaze was finally drawn to a rotating neon tube on the street corner.
Wenzhou hair salon.
Several scantily clad girls sat by the door, cracking sunflower seeds. When they saw the group looking over, they immediately threw out a few bold, flirtatious glances.
Zhang Duoshu and the others blushed and their breathing became rapid.
"Boss! Want some shoes? Genuine Liberation Shoes, 50 cents a pair, discounts for bulk orders!"
"Boss! Need lodging? I have some pretty young girls there!"
"Stay at my place! The girls there are so beautiful even immortals wouldn't want to leave!"
A group of people swarmed around him, chattering away, almost touching Zhang Cheng's face.
Zhang Duoshu and his companions instinctively clutched their pockets tightly, their faces filled with vigilance.
Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the crowd before finally settling on a young man with a pointed face and lively eyes.
What do you have there?
The young man was taken aback, then overjoyed, and pushed past the people around him to squeeze in: "Boss! I have everything you need, from food and drinks to gambling and prostitution! Whatever you want to do, I have it!"
"Lead the way," Zhang Cheng said succinctly.
"Alright! Bosses, this way please!"
The young man bowed and scraped as he led the way, and five or six minutes later, he led them into a tenement building.
"Boss, how many rooms would you like?"
"Three."
"Sister! Three rooms!" the young man shouted to a woman at the front desk who was dozing off.
The woman didn't even look up, and casually grabbed three keys and tossed them over.
The young man led them up to the second floor and enthusiastically introduced, "Boss, the restrooms are public. Are you in Wenzhou for business or leisure? Call me anytime if you need anything."
"Is it convenient to eat?" Zhang Cheng asked.
"That's so convenient! Just tell me what you'd like to eat, and I'll get it for you right away!"
What's your name?
"Boss, you can just call me Ah Bin!"
Ah Bin!
A playful smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's lips.
Ah Bin quickly made the bed and poured water, providing exceptionally attentive service.
Zhang Cheng leaned against the mottled wall and asked casually, "Ah Bin, have you heard of Tianyuan Shoes?"
"Boss, there are at least eight or a thousand shoe factories of all sizes in Wenzhou. You mean this one... I really don't remember it." Ah Bin said with a smile. "But since you've asked, I'll go and inquire about it for you later!"
As he spoke, he lowered his voice and leaned closer mysteriously: "Boss, want to take a shower? The kind with girls?"
Zhang Cheng shook his head: "I don't need to, you ask them."
Zhang Jianhao and the others quickly waved their hands.
“Alright then.” Ah Bin wasn’t disappointed. He chuckled and said, “Turn left downstairs, you can play cards there. The place over there follows the rules. As long as you’re skilled, you can take whatever you win.”
Zhang Cheng took out four yuan from his pocket and handed it over: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you, boss!" Ah Bin happily accepted the money. "Boss, you should definitely take me with you when you go out. In Wenzhou, the accents can vary from 10 miles to 100. I can be your translator."
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