Chapter 4 Week 3: New Society

According to the sociologist Weber's definition, a country/regime is nothing more than a "violent monopoly". Brother Long didn't finish Secondary Three, so he didn't know what "Sociology" was, but he understood it very well.Twenty years of experience in the rivers and lakes taught him everything. The afternoon of August 10, 201X.Brother Long sat on the shore of Shilibei Pond to enjoy the shade.He took off his floral shirt, revealing a pair of faded eagle tattoos on his chest, with a mint cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and a beef knife in his hand, looking at the water surface reflecting the sun and falling into deep thought.

He is forty-four years old, the muscles he was proud of when he was young have begun to loosen, his belly is bulging from too much hot pot and beer every week, and his dyed brown hair is gradually showing a V-shaped forehead.He thought he would never have to work with a knife again.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Since the "big shutdown" three weeks ago, Hong Kong has experienced power outages, water outages, communication and transportation cutoffs, government disappearances, and border closures... Before the vandalism and looting in the market appeared, Brother Long was already keenly aware of:

——Isn't this kind of chaos the world of bewitched boys? In his profession, there is nothing more important than "stacking horses". When the "big shutdown" happened, he was fortunately at the stop of the minibus under his banner. In order to save mobile phone fees, his men there always used walkie-talkies to work; Try to find all of your own people in the Mong Kok area. "The more people the better! Also, we must take the life!" So when other gangsters were unable to cope with this sudden change, the famous "Double Eagle Dragon" in Mong Kok had already gathered over a hundred people under his sect, and all of them had weapons!

Brother Long threw away the cigarette butt he had smoked, stood up from the rock and stretched himself. Under the scorching sun, his men worked without complaint.They fetched water bucket by bucket by hand, poured it into large iron buckets, and then carted it to trucks parked on the road. It is not easy to manage this group of "little guys".Brother Long has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he has a clear understanding of human nature. He knows that in this extreme situation, he can't rely on the tradition of the gang to maintain his subordinates. When everyone may starve to death, you still expect them to recognize you as a "big boss"?

Strength is the most direct message.The first time Long Ge led his men to grab a supermarket, he deliberately made the first move. He took a poor stranger "Sacrifice Flag" and chopped it down with a single knife. ——The last time Long Ge personally took a knife to "slash a friend" was eight years ago.But some things must be done: he wants his subordinates to see his "ruthlessness". This knife is very effective, and hundreds of people are obedient to it-they firmly believe that following Brother Long can increase their chances of survival in this unknown situation...

The social situation has changed, but the formula for "bewitching" remains the same.At any time, we must see what people need most, and then find a way to control it. In the beginning, some subordinates stupidly went to "Broadway" to grab the latest iPhone 6, or went to "Milan Station" to grab LV handbags, and scolded Long Ge severely. "Still taking this rubbish? Food and drink! Gasoline and emergency medicine!" A more pressing need is water.Brother Long's second step was to come to this pond closest to the downtown area of ​​Kowloon, transport the water to the urban area, and exchange harshly for a large amount of food and necessities in people's hands.

The area of ​​the pond was too large, and it was impossible to completely control it. He ordered that anyone who came to the pond secretly to fetch water would be cut down!Although it is cruel, but there is no choice - without increasing the risk of others coming to fetch water, the water he brings back will not be as expensive.Hundreds of brothers plus family members, hundreds of people will go hungry at any time, this is not a time for mercy. Brother Long put the knife in his belt and paced the jogging path by the pond.He smiled wryly and thought: With my business acumen and intuition, if it weren’t for my poor family, I might have studied a master’s degree in management or economics, and then become a manager in Central, or become my own boss, life would be completely different...

——But looking at it today, it is a kind of luck to embark on the road of bewitching youngsters.How ironic! He saw the dead monkeys on the side of the mountain.Since no one came to feed them, this scene has become common around Ma Liushan.Either starve to death or fight for food. —Now we are not much different from monkeys... The men have almost finished their work.Brother Long followed the last trolley and walked back to the road, watching them load the iron buckets onto the truck. "Be careful! Tie up the iron bucket, and don't fall down halfway!" At this time, there was the sound of cars approaching in the distance on the road.

Nearly 20 people in charge of transportation and escort took out beef knives and iron hoses from the three cars to be on guard.They have accumulated hacking experience in the past few weeks, and they are all very calm. But when they saw what kind of car was coming, all of them, including Brother Long, couldn't help but change their expressions. It's a police car. Before Brother Long figured out what was going on, the assault vehicle stopped about ten feet away.The door opens. The muzzles of two shotguns and three revolvers were aimed at Brother Long and the others. "I don't need to say more?" A man came down from the passenger seat of the police car and said with a sneer. "The car, the contents of the car, and the weapons are all left behind. Go back by yourself."

The man was dressed in civilian clothes, but he was wearing a police cap.Of course, the hat is not the point, but the gun on the waist and in the hand is. Brother Long dropped the knife without saying a word.He knew there was no room for resistance.It is a completely different level of power. ——It’s good luck not to lose your life.Maybe the other party just wanted to save bullets? All the subordinates were dejected and did not dare to hum, and embarked on a painful walking journey. When Brother Long passed by the police car, the man just now waved to him again. "You are a big boss, you should be more sensible..." The man patted his gun bag and sneered: "No matter how the society changes, some things remain the same: if you want to deceive a boy, you should still be afraid of the police."