The high street market in Sai Ying Pun, Hong Kong Island, is only two to three hundred meters long. Even before people get close, you can smell the smell of fish from a distance. The bluestone floor of the market is always wet, mixed with some unmelted coarse salt.

grains of salt.

On both sides of the street, large and small salted fish stalls stand side by side, with their internal organs eviscerated one by one. Yellow croakers dried by the sea breeze are neatly placed on the stalls for people to choose from. The maids in long hair and wearing wooden clogs

Housewives, or obese food stall owners, were picking out the pickled salted fish in front of various stalls and haggling with the vendors in a slobbery manner.

Although these stalls have different vendors selling goods and different stall sizes, there is a same mark printed on the corner of each stall's signboard. The mark only has two words, Shengtang.

In short, all the salted fish stalls in the two to three hundred meter long High Street market are not only protected by the Hong Kong police, but also protected underground by Wo Sheng Tong.

A middle-aged man in an undershirt walked slowly along the street with the flow of people, looking at the stalls everywhere seriously. When he saw the other person's eyes falling on him, from time to time, a vendor would raise the salted fish in front of him.

The other party solicits business:

"Boss, this yellow flower tube is so beautiful. It's cheaper for you! Buy it and stew the pork belly!"

The middle-aged man was followed by two subordinates, who were covering their mouths and noses with their hands and looking quite disgusted. One of them seemed to be unable to bear the smell of the market and took two steps closer to the middle-aged man and asked:

"Brother Tong, what's there to see in Xianyu Street?"

The middle-aged man turned his face to look at his subordinate, showed a proud smile, and said seriously: "It looks good, of course my own land looks good."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to this street market again: "The entire Salted Fish Street has always been the territory of Lao Huo. We have to pay Lao Huo every month. In the future, we will be the boss of Chao Huo.

"

"How much can you pay for selling salted fish?" the subordinate said rather disdainfully.

The man known as Tong Ge patted the other party on the shoulder, leaned in front of the other party, and said in a teaching tone: "Seeing things not only relies on the eyes, but also relies on the brain. This street is in the hands of Lao Huo, and Sheng Sihai will only let it go."

These Changzhou guys sell salted fish and charge a small membership fee, but if it is in our hands, we can sell more things. I loaned Sheng Sihai 500,000 yuan. I am so generous, not to earn his little interest.

My five hundred thousand is not that easy to get, the principal has to be repaid, the interest has to be paid, and the surname of this land needs to be changed to Ou!"

"The guy surnamed Sheng is stupid. He really thought that everyone was lending him money to help him, but he actually dared to accept it." His subordinates nodded repeatedly, not forgetting to tease Sheng Jiashu, who was recently known as the "passing god of wealth" in the world: "Ant

Too much bite will kill an elephant, but too much money will kill a person!"

Brother Tong smiled: "He is anxious to stabilize Dunn. With such a large amount of money, Lao Huo will definitely not be willing to carry it for him. He can only find a way on his own. But since he has the title of Lao Huo, what can he do with this little money?"

It can all be taken back.”

"If that guy really defaults on his debt..." The subordinate stopped before he could finish his sentence. He seemed to think that the question he asked was very foolish and would never happen.

The big guys who lent money to Sheng Jiashu were all powerful people with the prefix "Chao". If Sheng Jiashu defaulted on the loan, the consequences would probably be too horrific to describe.

"Debt?" Brother Tong smiled brightly: "We are lining up to lend him money, isn't it because we want him not to be able to repay the debt that he eventually defaults on?"

…

In the Xin'an Guild Hall, Bazhiqing's eyebrows were almost twisted together, and his face was gloomy. Sitting opposite him was his former rival, Huo Niu, who he hated to death. Huo Niu's expression was almost the same as that of Bazhiqing, and his face was gloomy.

His brows were furrowed, his black bones were hanging on the cigarette stand next to him, and he was smoking opium feebly.

"I asked someone to do the calculations. A Xie borrowed the sum of He and Chao and Chao. The monthly profit is three cents. The monthly interest is more than 70,000 yuan, more than 70,000 yuan!"

Bazhiqing gritted his teeth and said: "Ah Xie was frightened by the word "Chao". If Dunn wants two million, will he really pay two million? When did the life of Jianghu people become so valuable? There are many people with five thousand yuan.

I’m willing to die!”

"Brother Qing, you asked me to come here, didn't you just complain to me about A Xie's useless thing? A Xie is a useless person, and you wanted to make him the leader before." Yu Zhaohan sat in a wheelchair, his hands pressed on the armrests of the wheelchair, and his tone

He said coldly.

"Even if A Xie sells all the Sheng family's belongings, he still won't be able to raise two million. This debt will definitely be attributed to the society." Bazhiqing grabbed the cigarette impatiently, rolled one, and spoke.

Li scolded: "It was my fault before. I admit that a few old guys have selfish motives and are afraid that you will become bigger. But now it is the matter of the entire society. The previous ones can be erased as chalk words. I will pour tea for you."

As he spoke, Bazhiqing handed the rolled cigarette to Yu Zhaohan across from him. After Yu Zhaohan took it, Bazhiqing reached out and grabbed the tea cup, poured the tea skillfully, and was about to hold the tea in both hands to lift the tea.

When the cup was handed to Yu Zhaohan, Yu Zhaohan reached out and pressed Bazhiqing's wrist.

Bazhiqing raised his head and looked at Yu Zhaohan. Yu Zhaohan chuckled: "I'm so old, if word gets out that I don't know how to respect the elderly, forget it."

The black man who was smoking opium next to him breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "That's right, I have always said that Huo Niu is the most sensible brother in the club, and he will not sit idly by and ignore it!"

Yu Zhaohan took his hand back, struck a match and lit the cigarette in his mouth: "What do you want to do?"

"The association will not admit the debt." Ba Zhiqing said with a serious face: "Two million, Chao means he wants to use this money to buy the entire Laohuo. When A Xie can't come up with the money, the other party will directly step over the line.

If you plant a flag and have valid reasons, how can you fight?”

Seeing that Yu Zhaohan didn't respond, Bazhiqing bit his lip: "We can only take advantage of the moment to push A Xie out and say that he has nothing to do with the society. He made the decision without authorization and has nothing to do with the society. The society does not know about it."

"He's from the leader. Now everyone outside knows that he is the leader. Now you are saying that what he does has nothing to do with the association?" Yu Zhaohan said to Bazhiqing: "I didn't want him to be the leader before, but now you want to drive him away.

Go out and change orders day and night, do you want to be laughed at by people in the world? If you really push A Xie out, get this thing done, and keep the club, then the old and popular Duo will no longer be valuable in the world."

"Then what should we do now? Are we waiting for those guys with the prefix Chao to just walk across the border and plant flags with IOUs?" Bazhiqing said to Yu Zhaohan: "Face is important, but territory is more important?"

Yu Zhaohan took a puff of the cigarette, puffed it out from his nose, and looked at Bazhiqing: "I have an idea."

"What's the idea?"

"Kill A Xie and blame the murderer of Brother Sheng's family, and you will be dead." Yu Zhaohan stared at Bazhiqing and said.
Chapter completed!