“Are those the Twelve Young Masters' people?”
Chen Dong asked Ah Bao.
This is Temple Street, the famous territory of the Twelve Young Masters.
To say this Twelve Young Master is indeed well-known, it's not just because he is particularly impressive; of course, he can fight, but there are many capable fighters in the martial world, so that's not a big deal. What truly makes him impressive are his foster parents. Twenty years ago, any one of these foster parents could shake the entire Hong Kong Island just by stepping forward. Super tycoons like Deng Bo, Jiang Tiansheng's father, and Luo Tuo's father had to speak politely in front of these people, not daring to raise their voices.
Back in the day, the four major detectives and the heads of the four prominent families were all foster parents to this Twelve Young Master. It is said that this Twelve Young Master was found by the super tycoon Chen Zhichao on a rainy night when he stumbled upon an abandoned baby. The baby's cries were so loud they could rival thunder, which led him to take the child home. Initially, he planned to raise the child himself, but since he was preparing to immigrate, it was inconvenient to have a baby, so he entrusted the child to the four major detectives and the heads of the four prominent families. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem for them to raise a child given their wealth, but that period was very sensitive, and everyone was preparing to flee, so they had no leisure to care for a newborn. In the end, the child was passed around until it landed in the hands of a servant at Chen Zhichao's home.
However, although these four major detectives and heads of families did not take over the baby, they still left him with the identity of a foster child. Even though these impressive foster parents are no longer around—some have immigrated, some have fled, and a few remain in Stanley—these foster parents had commanded respect for decades. Even now, many of the older generation in the martial world still give face to the Twelve Young Master. For instance, when they chat with Deng Bo from Liansheng, they act like elders speaking to a nephew, treating him kindly.
The entire Temple Street is protected by this Twelve Young Master. Many gang leaders also show respect to the Twelve Young Master's foster parents and refrain from causing trouble on Temple Street.
In the current situation, a group of thugs is chasing a young couple, clearly not out of personal vendetta but simply bullying the weak with their numbers. He knows the Twelve Young Master; after all, Mong Kok and Temple Street are not far apart, and they occasionally chat and joke around. The Twelve Young Master is not that kind of person; after all, he is a main character in a story involving Liu Tianwang. Such behavior is undoubtedly that of a villain.
He mainly thinks he has seen a movie about the Twelve Young Master on Temple Street, but that was a long time ago, and he only watched it once, so his impression is not deep.
“How would I know? There are so many people on Temple Street. But I think the one leading them seems to be a little brother of Old Ghost Lu, called Da Ji. It’s said he just returned from abroad and keeps babbling in some foreign language like he’s really impressive. Boss, this is an opportunity; should we...”
Ah Bao stroked his chin, watching a group of people rush into a tea restaurant, then looked at Chen Dong with raised eyebrows.
“Let’s go take a look.”
When that young couple rushed by earlier, he caught a glimpse and thought the guy looked somewhat familiar, but he wasn't sure. Anyway, it’s good to go take a look since he has nothing else to do during the day. Although he is not a champion of justice, he understood what Ah Bao's gaze meant earlier.
Since they already planned to deal with Hong Tai, it wouldn’t hurt to take action once more.
“Should we call someone?”
Ah Bao asked, considering that the other side had dozens of men, all armed. Although they could fight, getting nicked by a knife or two could lead to tetanus, which wouldn’t be good.
The key point is if the boss got nicked, wouldn’t that make them stepping stones for those thugs?
“Call who? This is Temple Street. By the time you call someone, they’ll have already dispersed. Don’t we have two guns? One for you, one for me. Let’s go.”
Chen Dong waved his hand in exasperation, pulling him along.
I’ve got two guns on me; why panic...
“You, you’re running pretty fast, huh? Your girl willingly sells herself, and I’m just giving her face by looking at her...”
“Da Ji, please don’t hit him anymore. I’ll go back with you. Please don’t hit him... Yan Zai, boo hoo.”
As Chen Dong pulled Ah Bao inside, a crowd of onlookers surrounded the tea restaurant, and no one dared to enter. At this moment, the scene of a bully oppressing a young couple began.
They saw a long-haired thug holding a watermelon knife in one hand and dragging a crying girl in the other, pointing at a bloodied boy on the ground, who looked like he had been beaten up. From the thug's mouth, they roughly understood the cause and effect of the incident.
In short, the boy on the ground, named Yan Zai, and the crying girl were likely childhood friends or even a couple. For some reason, the crying girl had saved up some money, and it seemed like a considerable amount, so she had no choice but to sneak out to meet clients without telling Yan Zai. In this day and age, that’s indeed the fastest way to make money; otherwise, a girl of about ten years old has no other means. The first client turned out to be this long-haired thug named Da Ji. Just as Da Ji was about to make his move, Yan Zai, not knowing how he found out that his girl was out meeting clients, rushed in to take the girl away. Moreover, judging by the blood on Da Ji's forehead, it seemed that Yan Zai had given him a beating while he was caught off guard.
Afterward, Da Ji, naturally furious, summoned his little brothers, armed themselves, and chased the two for several streets until they arrived here.
“Hmm... Let’s clarify the situation. But this little sister, let me say something fair: this is your fault. You opened the door for business, and this long-haired brother paid real money, so he is your customer. The customer is king; how can you take the money and run?”
“Of course, this long-haired brother, you also have your faults. This little sister looks so young; she probably doesn’t even know if she’s an adult. This is considered enticing a minor, which is illegal. If she runs away, you can report her to the consumer department. You’re waving a steel pipe and a knife in broad daylight; even if you have a reason, it becomes unreasonable.”
Seeing that the long-haired thug was about to use his knife, Chen Dong and Ah Bao walked in, speaking in a tone like a school teacher educating a bad student.
“Kid, where are you from? Why are you meddling in our boss's business?”
The long-haired thug named Da Ji looked at the two who had just entered and found them somewhat familiar, but in his anger, he couldn’t recall. However, before Da Ji could speak, one of his little brothers couldn’t hold back and pulled the watermelon knife, pointing it at Chen Dong's shoulder.