After the delegation came out of the alley, they no longer dared to walk through the small alleys. They walked along the main road until they arrived at the brightly lit and bustling Mong Kok Night Market. Yes, yes, yes, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Only at this point did Yu Qi finally have the mood to ask Su Qingyun, "Qingyun, how did you know who they were just now?"
He had been thinking about this question all the way. Except for him, everyone else on the delegation was visiting Hong Kong City for the first time. How on earth had Qingyun recognized their identities at first sight? This was truly incredible.
Not only him, but others also had this question. Everyone looked at Su Qingyun with burning eyes.
Su Qingyun's expression did not change. He said calmly, "I used to read newspapers frequently. They sometimes published news about Hong Kong. The Sun Yee On and Wo Shing Wo I just mentioned are two of the largest gangs in Hong Kong."
"They are numerous, with a complete division of labour and class divisions, and of course they also have their own symbols of power. The symbol of 'Sun Yee On' is different from that of 'Wo Shing Wo'."
"Although there were so many people and it was very chaotic that I couldn't tell people's faces apart, I saw some tattoos on their bare arms. That's how I was able to identify and confirm the identities of the people who had blocked our way. They were from the Sun Yee On."
Su Qingyun explained.
"So that's how it is." Yu Qi nodded in understanding. This made sense. The newspapers did publish many major events in Hong Kong City. Otherwise, how could Qingyun, a girl from the countryside, know so much about the underworld forces in Hong Kong City?
Everyone suddenly understood and nodded. No one doubted Su Qingyun's words.
Of course, Su Qingyun couldn't have read it in a newspaper. She only learned about the history of Hong Kong in the 1970s in later life, especially the chaotic underworld situation, which was talked about by people with great relish.
Sun Yee On and Wo Shing Wo are among the largest underworld forces of our time. They are tightly organized, with distinct hierarchies and operate across vast territories. They profit enormously through extortion, protection rackets, drug trafficking, loan sharking, pornography, illegal gambling, and smuggling. They also run businesses such as film production companies, financial investment firms, and restaurants, using virtually any means necessary to make money.
In addition to these two, there is also a force called 14k. The three forces fought almost every day to compete for territory, manpower, and wealth, making the entire port city in chaos. Even in later generations, their power was still considerable, but it gradually turned from black to white.
The members of the delegation no longer had the heart to wander around and hurried back to the hotel. After what had just happened, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to rest quickly as they had to catch a flight to Country E tomorrow morning.
When they entered the hotel, the receptionist was still sitting there. When she saw a few people come in, her body stiffened, especially when she met Su Qingyun's gaze. She felt so uneasy that she could only put on a stiff smile to welcome them back.
Except for Su Qingyun and the team member from Guangdong Province, no one else knew what had happened and even smiled at the receptionist.
Watching them head towards the elevator, the receptionist suddenly felt a little guilty. Shouldn't she have been badmouthing them behind their backs? These mainlanders didn't seem as unacceptable as she'd imagined.
She pursed her lips and said "I'm sorry" silently, which only she could hear.
After going upstairs, Yu Qi asked everyone to pack up and go to bed. Everyone nodded and returned to their rooms. Su Qingyun also returned to his room.
After washing up, she went to bed. The bed was quite soft, and she fell into a sweet dream in no time.
Over there, Chen Musheng and a group of his brothers had just finished a battle and returned to one of their gang's halls, which was a square courtyard. A man in a Tang suit was sitting in the courtyard.
The man was about forty or fifty years old, his features still vaguely reminiscent of his youthful handsomeness. He had his eyes closed, twirling a sandalwood bracelet in his hand. He opened his eyes when he heard the noise.
"Are you back?" the man asked in a low and slow voice. Surprisingly, the third master spoke Mandarin.
"Third Master." Chen Musheng nodded respectfully and greeted him.
"Have you got back the land east of Yau Ma Tei?" asked the Third Master.
"I got it back." Chen Musheng replied in a low voice.
"Very good, nothing went wrong, right?" The Third Master nodded with satisfaction.
"No, the leader of 'Wo Shing Wo' in Yau Ma Tei was not here today, so we caught them off guard, but..." Chen Musheng hesitated.
"But what?" The Third Master frowned at him, "How come you've learned to stutter? What happened?"
Chen Musheng rubbed his dangling fingers together. "Nothing serious. There was just a small incident. We ran into a few people from the mainland."
The Third Master looked at him instantly, and stopped spinning the beads. "From the mainland?"
"Yes." Chen Musheng nodded. "From the mainland."
"What did you do?" The Third Master asked in a low voice.
"I didn't do anything. I let them go," Chen Musheng said. "They said they were from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, so I didn't make any trouble."
"Very good." The Third Master nodded with satisfaction. "Although our society is now powerful and the Hong Kong City government can't do anything to us, we still have to be cautious when dealing with mainlanders. If we offend someone important to them, they won't do nothing like the Hong Kong City government did."
"I understand." Chen Musheng nodded. Suddenly, he thought of something and smiled. "Third Master, I heard that the accent of their leader is a bit like yours."
"Really?" There was no emotion in the Third Master's tone.
"Yes, didn't you say before that you were from the capital? They seem to be from the capital as well." Chen Musheng and the Third Master have always had a close relationship, so even if they said something secretive and inappropriate, it wouldn't be a big deal.
"If you have a chance, you can go back and have a look."
The Third Master didn't say anything, but the beads in his hand didn't move again.
"Speaking of which, there's an interesting story. There was a little girl among those mainlanders. I deliberately asked them to guess who we were. I just made a random guess, but I didn't expect the girl to tell me right away. It's really..."
While Chen Musheng was still talking, the Third Master's thoughts had already drifted away.
Beijing, yes, he is from Beijing, but this is too long ago in his memory, so long ago that his memories of Beijing have become blurred.
Go back? Where to go? He has been alone for a long time.
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