Scarcity made things precious

Bik Ham, David Chow, and the others were waiting anxiously in the repair shop.

Earlier, Ann had only said she was going to ask someone for help, that he might be able to sort things out, and then left. When they asked who she was going to see, she refused to say.

Only when they called her just now did they learn she had gone to see LS of Hongxing.

The ruthless man who had just driven Hung Lok out of Tin Shui Wai.

Even though they weren't gangsters, they had often heard people talking about him lately.

An MPV pulled up outside.

"Who's Bik Ham? Get in." A tall, powerfully built man stepped out of the front passenger seat. He looked like a small giant, his suit stretched taut over his body.

Silly Fook slid the side door open and climbed into the back row.

Bik Ham and David Chow immediately came over. Several people were sitting inside, including a young man in a striped suit who looked only about twenty. He had very short hair, handsome, striking features, and eyebrows that swept up toward his temples. Even sitting there without speaking, he radiated swagger and reckless confidence.

"Which one of you is Brother S?"

"You can't even tell who's the boss? Have you got no eyes?" Mantis leaned out and snapped.

"Where's my sister?"

"Where's Ann?"

"Waiting for me at the hotel! She figured she was better off with me than hanging around with you losers!" GS pointed at them.

Both their faces immediately darkened.

Bik Ham took it a little better. Judging by GS's looks, his sister wasn't getting a bad deal.

The man was so stylish that if he had simply pursued his sister, she might well have agreed.

David Chow's face, however, turned livid. He had grown up with Ann and had always been in love with her.

"One of you get in the front and give directions," Mantis added.

"I'll drive behind you," David Chow said heavily. He had already seen that there was no room left inside.

"Suit yourself. Get in." GS pointed at Bik Ham.

He had recognized David Chow at a glance. After all, the man had a protagonist's face.

He wouldn't take someone like that even if they were delivered to his doorstep. Nine out of ten were undercover cops, and the last would be a traitor who hacked down his own boss.

Choi Uk was rural. In fact, apart from the new town, all of Yuen Long was countryside.

A sprawling cluster of single-story houses stood amid farmland.

Following Bik Ham's directions, they stopped outside a large house in the village. David Chow pulled up close behind them.

"This is it, Brother S."

Outside the house, a dozen or so of Sex Fiend Hung's men turned to look.

GS opened the door, got out, and led his men into the house. Several people were sitting there playing mahjong.

Lion dance heads and similar props were stacked against a wall.

Silly Fook hauled up the man sitting with his back to them and shoved him aside. GS sat straight down and looked at the bald man opposite him, who wore yellow-tinted glasses.

"You're Sex Fiend Hung?"

Sex Fiend Hung glanced over them, then looked at Bik Ham and David Chow before turning his gaze back to GS.

"Who are you?"

"Brother S from Hongxing. You don't even recognize Brother S? What kind of gangster are you?" Ah Yong said from the side.

"LS?" Sex Fiend Hung now knew who he was. He smiled. "Brother S, you brought your men all this way to see me over these two?"

"Listen to that. He really knows how to talk. You can tell he's educated. 'All this way.' Ah Tung, the rest of you, learn something from him." GS turned to Ah Tung and the others.

Then he looked back at Sex Fiend Hung. "Glad you understand."

"Give him the money."

Ah Tung put thirty thousand dollars on the mahjong table.

"That's thirty thousand." GS rummaged in his pocket, pulled out a hundred-dollar bill, and slapped it down. "This hundred's for your boys to have some tea."

Sex Fiend Hung looked at the money on the mahjong table, then at GS. "Brother S, are you fucking with me?"

His dozen or so men immediately surrounded GS and the others.

More men outside heard the news and came over. Before long, over twenty were crowding around them.

"I came all this way just to fuck with you? Would that be fun? What have you got, a pretty face or a sexy figure?" GS asked with a smile.

Sex Fiend Hung stood and paced in a circle, swallowing his anger.

"You can leave, but those two stay."

"What did you say?" Mantis stepped forward.

"What are you doing? Stay where you are!" Sex Fiend Hung's men started shouting, many drawing machetes and steel pipes.

"You think Hongxing's such a big deal? I'm showing you respect by letting you leave. If you don't want to go, then don't! A hundred dollars? You really think I'm that easy to push around?" Sex Fiend Hung snatched up the hundred-dollar bill and cursed.

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

Applause rang out.

GS smiled as he clapped. "People said you were crazy. I didn't believe them. Now I can see you really are."

"You know I'm crazy and you still dare fuck with me?" Sex Fiend Hung roared, veins bulging in his neck.

GS lifted his hand and flipped the table.

"Let's see just how crazy you are!"

He darted forward, stepped out with his right foot, and used Bajiquan's method of generating force to stomp down.

"Aah!" Sex Fiend Hung screamed in agony.

"Kill them!" Sex Fiend Hung's men raised their machetes and steel pipes and surged forward.

"Let's see who dares move!" GS drew his gun and pointed it under Sex Fiend Hung's chin.

"Everyone stop." Cold sweat broke out on Sex Fiend Hung's forehead as he forced the words through clenched teeth.

He felt as though his toes had been crushed.

"So you're crazy, huh?" GS slapped Sex Fiend Hung's face and sneered.

"Brother S, there's no need to take it this far, is there?" Sex Fiend Hung's tone softened.

"You know I'm Brother S. When I was fucking wiping out Hung Lok, you were still pissing in the dirt and making mud pies! You want to act crazy with me?"

"Cut his hand off," GS ordered.

"Please don't, Brother Sang!" Sex Fiend Hung begged.

"Cut it off!"

Sex Fiend Hung's men stirred and started to rush forward again. GS pointed his gun straight at them.

"HKP7. Thirteen rounds. How many do you think I can kill?"

Now none of them dared move.

Mantis drew a short blade and held it against Sex Fiend Hung's neck. Ah Tung grabbed his right hand and chopped it off.

Sex Fiend Hung let out another agonized scream.

"Two identical Ming Dynasty vases can only sell for two million apiece. Smash one, and the remaining one is worth ten million. Do you know why?" GS suddenly asked.

"Why, Brother S?" Ah Yong immediately asked.

"Because the one left is the only one of its kind. Naturally, it's worth more. Scarcity makes things precious."

GS turned, planted a foot on the severed hand on the floor, and asked Sex Fiend Hung with a smile:

"Two hands aren't worth much. But now you've only got one left. How much are you willing to pay for it?"

"Actually, having just one hand doesn't affect much. You can still eat and jerk off. But if you don't have either hand, you're really screwed. You'll even need someone to feed you."

Sex Fiend Hung was genuinely terrified now. He could tell Quick Blade S was serious. This man was even crazier and more ruthless than he was.

Who else would chop someone's hand off without a word, then ask how much they would pay for the other one?

"Five hundred thousand. I can get five hundred thousand. Spare me, Brother S..." Sex Fiend Hung pleaded.

"Exactly five hundred thousand? What a coincidence. I don't believe you." GS looked amused.

"It's five hundred and ten thousand, Brother S. That's really all I have."

"You've got all these men and that little money? How do you support them? Don't they eat?" GS patted his face.

"Have someone bring the money."

Fighting through the pain, Sex Fiend Hung pulled out his keys and tossed them to one of his men. "Go get the money. Hurry."

"Brother S, could you lift your foot?"

GS was still standing on his severed hand.

"Want it? Beg me."

"Please, Brother S. Spare me."

"Keep your head straight next time. You can act crazy with some people, but not with others. Understand?"

"Y-yes."

"What about their debt?"

"Ah Kit, get their IOUs and give them back." Sex Fiend Hung didn't dare delay for even a moment. If he took his hand to the hospital now and had it reattached, he could still recover a good deal of its function.

Only then did GS move his foot.

Before long, Sex Fiend Hung's men brought the money. Ah Tung took it, counted it, and nodded to GS. "It's all here."

"Everyone move aside. Let Brother Hung walk us to the car."

"Take that thirty thousand too. You think thirty thousand isn't money?"

"Leave the hundred. That's for Brother Hung's tea."

GS and his men dragged Sex Fiend Hung outside, stuffed him into the car, and drove out of Choi Village. Half a kilometer away, they threw him out and sped off.