Family Centennial, Rising from Hong Kong Island

Before his words fell, those workers rushed to the garbage dump, all of them were very experienced.

Carrying a basket and holding a stick, he climbed the fork in the garbage.

……

There is a piece of 957 farmland next to the garbage dump, and a car is parked on the side of the road.

Two men sat in the front driving seat and smoked, and one man leaned on the machine cover, looking bored.

Only the other two stood not far away, looking at the situation at the garbage dump.

It was Yang Guangcheng and Ajie.

At this time, Ajie was wearing a sling on one arm, and the bruise and swelling on his face were still obvious. He said to Yang Guangcheng, "Brother Cheng, many Chinese who have illegally immigrated here work here."

"In addition to the Chinese, there are also people from places like Nanbang, Beibang, and Nanyue."

"They don't have documents, they can't find a decent job, so they can only come here to make ends meet."

Looking at the group of people in the garbage dump, Yang Guangcheng looked serious, smoking a cigarette and said, "Picking up garbage?"

Ajie nodded with a wry smile: "These little devils live a very luxurious life, and there are many good things in the garbage they throw away."

"Some metals, plastics, and old electrical appliances can all be recycled. Because the resources of the island country are limited, these garbage can also be sold at a high price."

"I have worked here for a few days before, but these little devils don't treat us as human beings too much. They also work hard, and the wages they give us are only half of those of the islanders. In a fit of anger, I went to sell fish pill."

Ajie was very angry, but unfortunately the island country is full of injustice to outsiders.

Even if you go to sell fish balls, you have to be bullied by little devils.

That night, if Brother Cheng and the others hadn't made a move, Ajie would have been taken away by the people at the bottom of the mountain, chopped off his hands and heart, and thrown into the sea.

So Ajie also figured it out, in the island country, in this damn world, it's impossible for you to make money safely as a commoner.

It has to be tough enough.

Without hesitation at all, Ajie directly decided to hang out with Brother Cheng and the others.

"Can you dispose of the rubbish you picked up by yourself?" Yang Guangcheng asked.

Ajie shook his head: "How is it possible? This is all on the ground."

"This garbage dump is the territory of the Zhushui Society. All of us are working for the Zhushui Society. The recyclable garbage we pick up belongs to the Zhushui Society. They pay us wages."

"If you want to do it alone, it's fine, but you have to give Zhushui a commission for socializing. Those little devils are more disgusting than Zhou Paipi."

"In the end, you will find that it is better to get paid."

Listening to Ajie's introduction, Yang Guangcheng became more and more silent, and Ajie could feel a depressing atmosphere around him.

Yang Guangcheng was in a bad mood.

Most of the people in front of them who were rummaging through the garbage dumps under the scorching sun were their own compatriots.

When he was in Hong Kong Island, Yang Guangcheng also heard about these things.

There are also some workers in the garbage dump, but they are all from Hong Kong Island, so they don't think there is any problem.

It's just that those people are relatively poor.

But when he arrived in the island country, the sense of gap came out, and Yang Guangcheng consciously brought in the perspectives of these people.

The islanders live a luxurious life comfortably, but the Chinese have to work in a dirty and tiring environment.

Why?

Just because they are stowaways, which certificate is missing?Just because the Chinese are hard-working, should they work more and get paid less?

What shit.

It is because these people are too honest.

These little devils took advantage of their status as smugglers to squeeze labor at will, and even in the event of an accident, they didn't need to pay compensation at all, but secretly buried people.

In a foreign country, life is so fragile and helpless.

But in fact, this kind of thing happens in many places in the world, and it is the same on Hong Kong Island.

Hong Kong Island is one of the largest cities in the world. In recent years, it has been aligned with the east longitude. Many people also yearn for life on Hong Kong Island.

Those people who smuggled into Hong Kong Island from Nanbang, South Vietnam, Malaysia, etc. are also doing the dirtiest and tiring work, earning the lowest wages, and are bullied and discriminated against by the locals on Hong Kong Island.

All trying to survive.

In the past, Yang Guangcheng didn't think about this at all, but now, Yang Guangcheng couldn't accept it and was very angry.

It is okay to bully one's own compatriots.

But being bullied by other people, especially by little devils, that's not okay.

Therefore, this also strengthened Yang Guangcheng's determination to work hard in the island country.

These Chinese people must stick together when they are outside, and they must not let these little devils continue to bully them.

"Dudududu~"

At this moment, a siren sounded in the distance, and several police cars drove over.

A long distance away, the workers at the garbage dump started to commotion.

"The police are coming, run away."

"Don't let the police catch you, or we'll all be deported."

"Run into the bridge hole."

More than a hundred workers panicked and started running around in panic.

In the end, most of them ran away, and only a few unlucky ones were caught.

Seeing his group of compatriots running around like headless chickens, their faces full of nervousness and panic, Yang Guangcheng was very angry and even more distressed.

He has to do something.

At night, under the leadership of Ajie, the five of Yang Guangcheng came to a slum built of dilapidated wooden houses, where some Chinese lived.

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Kabukicho is the largest entertainment district in Shinjuku, and among them, Gochome, located in the southeast, is the site of the Yamashita Club.

This is a very bustling street full of casinos, bars, and dance halls.

The flow of people is very large, and there are many people who are looking for fun. Even if they are doing normal business and collecting protection fees, they will bring a huge flow of water to the mountain society every day.

It also made the Yamashita ~ Society more and more powerful.

This night, at two o'clock in the morning, the president of the Yamashita Club, Oshima Nagashiro, came out of a bar, wearing a suit with his neck open, reeking of alcohol.

Followed by a group of younger brothers, each holding a young, beautiful, and enchantingly dressed girl in their arms, it seems that they are about to experience a slaughter tonight.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the bar, a leader of his subordinates greeted him, bowed and said, "President."

Oshima Yongshiro glanced at him and said, "Sato, have you gone to the hospital? How are Tezuka and the others?"

Sato lowered his head and said: "President, Eiji and the others are in good condition, just some skin trauma, the doctor said that it will be fine after a period of recuperation."

"It's Tezuka~"

As he spoke, he looked up at the president carefully, and Xiaosheng said, "The doctor said that Tezuka might not be able to be a man in the future."

Hearing this, Oshima Yongshirou couldn't help tightening his palms, and a girl next to him suddenly whispered: "Ou~"

"Baga~"

Oshima Nagashiro cursed angrily, the fat on his face trembling.

Tezuka's elder brother is Oshima Yongshiro's brother. He fought with him to protect himself from being hacked to death by other gangs.

I promised to take good care of Tezuka, but now, Tezuka has been abolished by someone, and he can no longer be a man. Isn't the Tezuka family going to be extinct in the future?

"Look, I'll find those Chinese people after turning the east longitude all over the sky~" Oshima Yongshiro said angrily.

"Hi~"

The younger brother Sato in front of him immediately bowed and said.

It's just that East Longitude is so big, trying to find a few people is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, but fortunately, the goal is clear.

Those people just came to Dongjing, and the language of the island country is not good. Coupled with the identity of Chinese, the target group is suddenly much smaller.

As long as they are still in the East Longitude, the mountain will be able to find them sooner or later.

After Sato left, Oshima Nagashiro was so angry that he was about to meet with two girls, and he had to vent his anger.

But before going far, Oshima Yongshiro felt that something was wrong, there seemed to be a little less people around!

Years of life in clubs has trained his sensitive nerves. Although it is late at night, the place of Kabukicho prostitutes is always happy until dawn.

"No~"

Oshima Yongshiro stopped, looked around with a serious face, and just wanted to let his younger brother go over to have a look.

In the next second, he discovered that a group of people suddenly appeared at the corner in front of him.

They were wearing white shirts and black suits, about a dozen of them, and each of them held two axes in their hands.

No one spoke, just walked forward step by step.

Oshima Yongshiro's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look back. There were also a dozen people with axes quietly approaching him.

On the front and back sides, they directly blocked themselves on this street, and it seemed that the visitors were not kind.

Look at me again, because the Kakacho prostitutes are my territory, and I never thought that I would be ambushed in their lair.

So Yoshiro Oshima went out with only seven or eight younger brothers with him, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

"Baga~"

Nagashiro Oshima cursed in a low voice, silently let go of the two girls, put his palm behind his back, and took the machete handed over by his younger brother.

At the same time, I was also thinking in my heart, whose person is this horse riding?

Bamboo Water Club?Murakami meeting?

It can't be the Yamaguchi group who wants to fuck themselves, can it?