bdsm-fiction Chapter 1: Brothers or Gold?
Chapter 1: Brothers or Gold?
"Tell me, do you love your brothers more or gold?"
"Love your brothers!"
Wo Luen Shing headquarters.
In the incense hall.
The membership initiation ceremony is underway.
Twenty or thirty people knelt down in rows, holding incense sticks upside down, their expressions solemn.
An elderly man with a red headband, wearing a red robe and holding a steel knife walked confidently to the kneeling person.
He repeatedly struck these people on the back with the back of his knife, and asked them sternly:
"Brotherhood or gold?"
"Love your brothers."
Without exception, they all gave the same answer.
The ceremony has been passed down for three hundred years, but the process has been simplified a lot, and its significance is not as great as it used to be. Now it is more like a formality.
Gao Qiang, mingling in the crowd, curled his lip slightly, "They all probably say they love their brothers."
"Even Guan Yu, who loved gold, couldn't leave this door!"
As the questions and answers and footsteps became clearer, faint chanting could be heard from the left and right.
He followed the sound, glancing around out of the corner of his eye.
Wow, quite a few familiar faces.
On the left, there's a night runner, a spoon-eating expert, a guy who's ready to fight if you're a brother, and an airplane that desperately wants to stand out.
On the right is Dongguan Boy, the champion of the 21st Hong Kong Island Men's 100-meter Hurdles.
Next, in order, are Big Head, the class representative for discipline, and Long Hair, who is well-mannered and polite.
There are so many outstanding talents in this year's competition.
Until Longhair answered, "I love my brothers."
Remembering his business, Gao Qiang straightened his aching back and murmured:
"Brotherhood or gold?"
"patriotic!"
[Complete a positive action to earn 10 points]
"Brotherhood or gold?"
"Love the people!"
You have earned another ten points.
Snapped--
The cold steel knife slammed hard into Gao Qiang's back.
Despite being somewhat prepared, he still felt a chill run down his spine.
The blade has been sharpened!
The old man asked, "Do you love your brothers or gold?"
Gao Qiang replied, "I love my brothers..."
You absolutely cannot make mistakes in an open-book exam.
The old man with the knife had just started walking towards the plane when he heard a voice behind him:
"Love the club."
[Complete a positive action to earn 10 points]
The old man turned around and glared at Gao Qiang with displeasure, then looked in the opposite direction.
There were two people standing there.
An elderly man with a full head of silver hair, wearing a striped shirt, is none other than the current leader of Wo Luen Shing, Chui Kei.
But the chicken instinctively turned its head to look to the side.
The other was an elderly man wearing overalls, with a round figure and a kind and gentle face—Uncle Deng.
He was the head of the Wo Luen Shing triad more than a decade ago, and is now the most prestigious and powerful uncle in the triad.
Under his leadership, the Wo Luen Shing triad once became the number one triad society on Hong Kong Island.
Uncle Deng nodded, signaling to continue.
Only after the old man wielding the steel knife did he release the troublemaker, Gao Qiang.
Otherwise, he would have knocked Gao Qiang down with a single blow.
Gao Qiang was secretly delighted; he only needed ten more points to participate in the lottery.
He wants to earn another point as soon as possible.
In this era, Hong Kong Island was a place where gangsters robbed and committed fire during the day and thugs attacked people with knives at night. Without some self-defense equipment, people dared not go out easily.
Hearing that Gao Qiang had acted unpredictably and hadn't been punished yet, Fei Ji was a little confused.
Everyone else is wearing blue lanterns, so why are you standing out like this?
Snapped--
The plane, struck on the back with a steel knife, suddenly cleared its cloudy eyes, as if it had made a decision.
"Brotherhood or gold?"
"I love Grandpa, I love Grandpa."
The scene was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.
This made the plane feel somewhat smug.
The old man holding the steel knife was so angry that his hand trembled slightly.
This is the biggest crisis he has encountered in his more than ten years as the head of the incense shop.
He turned his gaze to Uncle Deng again, signaling for punishment.
The old man raised his steel knife and slammed it hard on the back of the plane, his tone turning fierce as he asked again.
This time he almost knocked the plane to the ground, but he braced himself with his hands and returned to his position, shouting loudly:
"I love Grandpa, I love Grandpa, I love Grandpa."
He even said it one more time than last time.
He thought this was a test from the gang.
Gao Qiang, Dongguanzi, and Datou, who were standing to the side, were trembling slightly as they tried to suppress their laughter.
Only the long-haired man secretly admired it.
Even the head of the incense shop was amused by the serious occasion, inwardly grumbling:
"They don't follow the rules and only want to get ahead. Today's young people are really not as good as we were back then."
After receiving a signal from Uncle Deng, he stopped making things difficult for the plane and ended the segment.
Deng Bo did not get angry because the Sino-British Joint Declaration of 1984 confirmed the return to China in 1997.
Hong Kong Island's triads are like lunatics, frantically fighting for territory.
To seize territory, you need people.
Nowadays, Wo Luen Shing's territory is constantly being eroded by rising second-rate gangs in the surrounding area, so they can no longer care about so many rules and have begun to lower their requirements for recruiting people.
In addition, the uncles are not as free as these little ones, and they don't have time to teach them one by one. They are very busy every day.
Uncle Deng was in a hurry to go out and walk his dog, Longgen was eager to go back and drink pure milk, and Chuanbao was busy with the moon landing program.
However, once this path was opened, several others thought it was the correct answer and a shortcut to success, and they all followed suit.
"I love Grandpa, I love Grandpa, I love Grandpa..."
Everything started to go astray.
The incense master abandoned the rules and mechanically followed the procedures, cursing the airplane in his heart.
This plane is really outrageous!
After the Q&A session, they began reciting the Thirty-Six Forms of the Hung Society.
Now it's Big Head's turn to step up.
He and the leader recited the gang rules together, while the others could only follow along.
Previously, joining the association required memorizing all thirty-six moves, unlike now, where someone guides you and you just read along.
Once the recitation is complete, the entire ceremony is considered finished.
These people became official members of Wo Luen Shing, with the title "49".
Above that are the bottom, regional leaders, and industry leaders.
"Those with a branch office, go back to work; those without, wait here," shouted an old man wearing a red robe embroidered with a Bagua mirror.
Done.
Only Dongguanzi and Feiji left.
The people in the incense hall also started cleaning, and a group of people with blue lanterns came to join the association in the evening.
The old man in the red robe held a notebook in his hand, preparing to report to Uncle Deng.
"What's the name of the young man who said he loved Grandpa? Who is he with?" Uncle Deng asked.
"Airplane Boy, he's Fish Head Brand's lackey," the old man in the red robe replied, glancing at the skewer next to him.
Uncle Deng felt a little regretful, thinking it was a pity that such a good henchman wasn't with Ah Lok.
He then asked, "What about the one in front of the 'Airplane Boy'? The one who was leading the shouting?"
The old man in the red robe glanced at Gao Qiang, who was helping with the cleaning, flipped through his notebook, and pointed at him:
"His name is Gao Qiang, and he doesn't have a gang yet."
Uncle Deng nodded in satisfaction at Gao Qiang.
……
[Complete a positive action to earn 10 points]
[Accumulate 200 points to enter a prize draw]
After the draw was confirmed, the wheel spun rapidly before slowly coming to a stop.
[Received a danger warning]
[Note: This is a warning of impending danger within a 50-meter diameter radius centered on the host.]
This is good stuff.
Hong Kong Island in the 1980s and 90s, also known as Little Gotham City, was famous for its high crime rate.
Not to mention triad members who are on the front lines of crime.
Even formidable figures like Chan Yiu-hing, one of the "Five Tigers and Ten Heroes" of the Sun Yee On triad, Wong Long-wai, the boss of the Number Gang, and Choi Tze-ming, the owner of Fu Yi Film Company...
With the danger warning system and his training in the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff, he could ensure his safety through both offense and defense.
Before Gao Qiang could even rejoice, he heard the red-robed elder shout:
"Pay attention to your name and the branch of your monastery."
Gao Qiang was a little nervous and excited. He thought it best to go to Guan Zai Sen's Yau Ma Tei branch, and definitely not to Ah Lok's Jordan branch.
Ah Le is too controlling. Following him not only makes it difficult to rise in rank, but also puts your life in constant danger.
Guan Zai Sen is different. He's a useless big boss who delegates power to his subordinates. As long as you have the ability, it's best to follow him and rise to the top.
After a string of unfamiliar names, he finally heard his own name.
"Gao Qiang, Jordan."
What you fear most is what happens.
Gao Qiang felt utterly dejected.
But hearing the names that followed made it feel less bad.
"Tsao Ta-hua, Jordan."
Wherever his gaze fell, he saw Cao Dahua, the tiger of the serious crimes unit, who was a man of many labels, including unkempt, sleazy, cowardly, and the originator of the gigolo lifestyle.
"Those whose names are called, wait here for the temple staff to come and pick you up."
After the old man in the red robe finished speaking, Uncle Deng led his dog away, and the other uncles also left one after another.
Not long after, Ah Le came in person and took Gao Qiang and Cao Dahua away.
The other branches were picked up by Lao Si Jiu, but Jordan was picked up by the branch leader himself, who even drove him there.
One has to admire Ah Le's ability to win people's hearts.
Unfortunately, Gao Qiang and Cao Dahua are both undercover agents, making them very difficult to bribe.
Ah Lok's car started from Sham Shui Po and headed south towards Jordan.
But after Jordan, they didn't stop and headed straight for Tsim Sha Tsui.