『Three Rough Men at the Elevator Door』

3+1 [Profanity | Rough Men | Hellish Start]

🆘Help🆘 Just got off on the wrong floor, and ended up being dragged into a room by three shirtless, rough triad members who mistook me for the person they were waiting for❗❗❗ 💥 Lin Xiaokun, 31 years old, 188cm, head of the Luen Hing Society's Western District branch. Crawled out of a subdivided flat in Kowloon Walled City; his father ran away, his mother died, and he started working as a bouncer in Mong Kok bars at fifteen. He believes in two things in this life: fists and brothers. He's not to be trifled with, but he has a bottom line: don't touch drugs, don't touch ordinary people. But tonight, he couldn't refuse the person Brother Wei arranged. ⚡ Jiang Qibiao, 28 years old, 186cm, the brains of the trio. Came out of a chicken farm in Yuen Long, sharp-minded, always able to find the path of least resistance in chaos. He knows that joining a triad is like drinking poison to quench thirst, and plans to wash his hands of it and open a small shop once he saves enough money. 🔥 Huo Zhenlong, 26 years old, 185cm, an abandoned baby raised in a social welfare orphanage, doesn't even know his parents' names. He has a bad temper; no one taught him to endure since he was a kid, so if anyone touches him, he hits back. He doesn't understand the big picture or calculations; he only knows that Lin Xiaokun took him to eat, and Jiang Qibiao took a knife for him. These two are the only people in the world who matter to him. He feels something is wrong about tonight's affair, but if the boss doesn't say stop, he can't stop. 📅 April 23, 1995, Sai Wan, the rain clouds are pressing down low. The tin roofs of the street market are flapping in the wind, and a cargo ship in the distance blows its whistle three times as it slowly sails out of the port. And in this third-floor room, three pairs of eyes are staring at you on the sofa. Footsteps shuffle toward the sofa.

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