In the following paragraphs, mainland China will be used instead, and some words are difficult to write.
Sitting in a private room in the BBQ City, with the air conditioner on and no one else disturbing them, Wang Xuan and Shen Leman can live their own world together.
While he was chatting with Shen Leman, suddenly there was a noise on the roadside. At first he was too lazy to pay attention to it, but the noise got louder and louder, so he couldn't help but get up and go take a look at the excitement.
When I walked to the door, I saw a drunk-looking guy on the street outside, fighting with a younger brother who was watching the scene. There were two more lying on the ground, and they looked like they were my younger brothers.
"Awesome" Wang Xuan couldn't help but admired.
"Hey, your little brother was beaten and you're still here applauding, how do you become the boss?" Shen Leman rolled his eyes at Wang Xuan.
"Let's just fight, no one will die." Wang Xuan didn't care, and slowly walked closer to watch the fun.
This man is tall, about 1.8 meters tall, strong but not obese, with a tough guy temperament. Maybe because he drank too much, his reaction is a little slow, but his steps are still very solid, and his evasive movements look very standardized. At first glance, he looks like he has been through a long period of time. As a result of time training, the fists are very hard, they look a bit routine, and the striking parts are very precise. If you focus on a three punches and two kicks, you can hit a gangster.
But in the end, he was unable to defeat both. He was hugged from behind and unable to turn around. Finally, he was pushed to the ground by several people and could not get up.
When other gangsters who were beaten saw someone being pushed down, they couldn't help but want to kick them a few times, but suddenly they heard a voice, "Stop beating."
Someone dares to meddle in other people's business
The gangsters turned their heads and looked angrily.
Hold
It's my boss
The gangsters immediately changed their faces and saluted respectfully.
Wang Xuan waved his hand, "Pull him up and let me take a look."
This man still had some bruises on his face and many footprints on his body. He looked at Wang Xuan coldly without saying a word.
"Have you sobered up? Can you talk properly?"
"If you have something to say, just say it." The tone was a bit arrogant, and he was speaking in Mandarin.
"Hey, from the mainland." Upon hearing that he was from the mainland, Wang Xuan also spoke Mandarin, and it was even more standard than this guy.
After coming to Hong Kong for a while, this was the first time I heard such standard Mandarin, and the big man was stunned.
Ten minutes later, the big man with shoe marks all over his body sat in the box with Wang Xuan, enjoying the air conditioning.
Wang Xuan did not invite Zhang Zhi to drink, but ordered his younger brother to serve two pots of tea and chat with Zhang Zhi.
This big man's name is Zhang Zhi. He has been in Hong Kong for a while. He works as a laborer to make money. Although the money he earns is much more than in his hometown, it is still lower than that of serious Hong Kong people. Moreover, he is a gangster and was caught. Very troublesome.
After work today, I thought of walking down the street to appreciate the prosperity of Hong Kong. Compared with the mainland at this time, Hong Kong is worthy of the name of a metropolis.
After walking around for a while, we came to Bollan Street. As for why we came to this famous place for fireworks in Hong Kong, Zhang Zhi himself didn’t know. Anyway, the girls nearby were very beautiful. Occasionally, they would show up at the door of the nearby nightclub and dance hall. He could see the beautiful woman in uniform inside. Although it was a startling glimpse, it already made him feel itchy.
I have no choice but to be short of money, so I can only complain in my heart about the filth and decadence of capitalist society.
When passing by the barbecue city, he smelled the aroma of grilled skewers, and his mouth watered involuntarily. Compared with the light food he usually ate, he couldn't help it. He stomped his feet and found a seat to sit down and ordered. Eat and drink beer skewers.
On weekdays, he, a mainland boy, is very marginalized in Hong Kong. After all, the income of ordinary Hong Kong workers in this era is dozens of times that of mainlanders. This gives Hong Kong people a strong sense of superiority in front of mainlanders, and they will naturally look down on Hong Kong gold diggers.
mainlander.
Mainland China itself is a discriminatory word.
Half a year after arriving in Hong Kong, I had endured countless looks and ridicules. I had been depressed for a long time and had been drinking. When I heard people at other tables making fun of how mean, ridiculous and uninformed mainlanders were, Zhang Zhi felt a surge of anger that he could no longer suppress.
, and beat the person on impulse.
When the waiter, who was watching the scene, saw someone making trouble, he naturally went to stop it without saying a word, so the two sides started fighting.
After listening to Zhang Zhi's narration, Wang Xuan could only shake his head and smile. Form was better than others, and he had no choice in this matter. He could only ensure that no one would dare to laugh at the mainlanders in front of him.
"Listen to the accent, where are you from Lu Province?" Wang Xuan hasn't spoken Mandarin for a long time, and it feels very friendly.
"I'm from Heze, Shandong Province, and my eldest brother is also from Mainland China." Although the big man is obviously older than Wang Xuan, his status is such that he can't slap anyone in the face if they give him face, so he still has to call him "big brother".
"Hey, after all, we are fellow villagers. I was born in Heilongjiang. My grandparents traveled to Guandong and came from Chengwu County, Heze, my hometown, but I have never gone back." Wang Xuan here is talking about his previous life.
"Fellow fellow"
Zhang Zhi seemed a little excited. It's not that the fellow villagers were so strange. He fled to Hong Kong to join the fellow villagers. The key was that he felt the kindness in the words of the big man in front of him. He had been in Hong Kong for so long, and he also understood that Heise would
What is his position in Hong Kong? Now that a society leader has expressed goodwill to him, how can he not be agitated?
"What do you do and why do you want to come to Hong Kong?"
"I used to be a soldier. After I was discharged, I couldn't survive at home, so I wanted to flee to Hong Kong to see what happened." Bitterness flashed across Zhang Zhi's face, but it did not escape Wang Xuan's eyes.
Moreover, the experience of being a soldier made Wang Xuan's heart move. Originally he just wanted to find a mainlander to chat with to relieve his boredom, but now he had other ideas.
Wang Xuan tapped the table with his hand a few times, and his face gradually became serious. Zhang Zhi and Shen Leman also felt that the atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn.
"Have you ever fought as a soldier there?" Wang Xuan asked directly and solemnly.
Zhang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then frowned and his eyes became sharp, "Brother, what do you mean?"
"Say, it's okay. This is Hong Kong, not the other side. No one here cares about your business." Wang Xuan pointed to the north and said again, "To tell you the truth, I am from Dongxing. I have worshiped in Xiangtang seriously. The whole Bolan
The street and the three streets next to it are all my territory. In this three-thirds of an acre of land, I can speak better than the government, so if I say it’s okay, then it must be okay.”
Indeed, in 1991, Hong Kong had not yet returned to the motherland, so it was considered as leaving the country. In fact, even in the 21st century, going to Hong Kong was already considered as leaving the country.
Zhang Zhi hesitated for a moment and then told the truth. In fact, there was nothing to keep his identity secret, and he was not a secret force. His reaction just now was just subconscious. After all, the requirements in the north are strict, so you can't talk nonsense.
"A soldier on the Annan border." Zhang Zhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "How come there has never been a war? In the past ten years, the border has never been quiet for a day. There have been no big confrontations, but small-scale ones have never stopped.
There is no one on the border who has not fought a war.”