Chapter 2: "Strange. Man names Hua."
"Boss."
Black Centipede walked towards a man who was sitting on the sofa, holding a wine glass in hand. He whispered into his ear.
After hearing, the man gave away his glass to a young guy standing near him. He didn't utter any word, just got up from seat and walked off.
"Go," Black Centipede called.
All men in the house followed the big boss and the second boss to outside the villa.
In the front yard, the vehicles were already prepared.
He Hua, boss of Sunflower Gang, got into the middle car that his follower was opening for him already; and Black Centipede walked fast speed to sit in the front seat, the same car.
Later, the black cars left in a row from the villa through an electronic gate. The wheels crossed several streets, before turning to a quiet area that was located in southern Hong Kong. No high buildings, no parks, no houses. Only an old broken factory stood in the middle of dirt land.
The four-wheeled road vehicles entered the factory and stop before the aged building. Then gang followers hurriedly came out and stood aside.
He Hua walked off from the middle car while the driver opened the door for him. After, he marched with Black Centipede escorted towards two men - that were seized hands to behind back by his men.
Leader of the Sunflower Gang went closer.
With help from the car light, males' master saw the two guys at the age of twenty five. One was dyed blonde hair and one was original black hair. The blonde fell his face; his body was trembling. But the black hair one was good. He did not show fear and looked straight with his bright eye-balls into He Hua's eyes.
Gang boss scanned the guy.
His face was thin and long. He had a bone chin, small eyes, small-thin lips, but tall and big nose. His height was about 1.80 meters while the gang master was only 1.77 meters.
He Hua stood before the young man then he uttered, "Your name?"
"Jin Fu," the guy said.
"What are you doing here?" He Hua looked at his eyes.
"I come to film ghosts," Jin Fu replied.
Punch.
"Ouch."
Jin Fu fell to stand on his knees and covered his stomach. Fist of the second master of the gang made his belly hurt so much. However, he still strove against hurt to purify his virtue, in a low voice, "I don't lie. There is an announcement to film ghosts in this factory. The one who can catch the ghost in video will be awarded 1,000."
"Evidence?" Black Centipede said.
"In phone in my pocket."
One of the seized-men inserted hand into knelt-down-man's jeans pocket and pulled a phone out then gave to Black Centipede.
The hit-man opened the phone and showed it to He Hua, "Boss."
The head of the gang looked at the cellphone.
It was true. There was an announcement of the ghost filming competition with HKD 1,000 award, and the location was the factory where all of them were standing.
After the pain was lower, Jin Fu stood up.
"What's your job?" He Hua asked.
"Animation maker," Jin Fu replied, his right hand was fondling his belly.
"And he?" He Hua pointed to the blonde guy.
"He is my friend. He comes to assist me."
The boss of the gang did not say anymore, just kept eyes on the guy.
At that time, the paw-man walked up to the young dude and threw the device at him, "Delete picture."
Jin Fu caught his phone, "I've not taken any picture yet."
"Delete all. Don't remain even one."
"They are my pictures. I spent time taking them," Jin Fu insisted.
"Delete," Black Centipede shouted.
Jin Fu looked at the gang-man with a displeased face. Though he did not want to, still he had to do it or he would be hurt again. Young dude clicked delete his pictures in folder with upset face.
Then, Black Centipede snatched the phone to make sure. After checking already, he gave the phone back to the owner and yelled, "Leave."
Jin Fu and his friend were pushed to each other. The young men did not utter any word. They ran their feet off the factory quickly.
From behind, the head of the group watched the guys walking off. His eyes focused on the male name Jin Fu. Later on, he gave command to his confidant, "Check who is behind this and about them too."
"Yes, boss," Black Centipede said.
*****
Talking about Jin Fu and his friend, Wen Yi; they ran home after leaving the factory.
The two guys moved without halt until they reached an old building. They climbed stairs to the third floor, then stopped before an iron door that was next to the stairs.
Jin Fu unlocked then got in, and Wen Yi closed the door.
"We're almost," Wen Yi said. He walked to drop his body on an old dirty sofa that was stored in the middle of the room. His heart was beating. He was still scared of the last moment incident. He thought he would die.
At that time, Jin Fu went into the bathroom; he left the door open and yelled while he was removing jeans' zipper, "Who are they?"
"They are from the Sunflower Gang," Wen Yi said. "That guy is the boss of the gang."
"He?!" Jin Fu shot water into the toilet hole. He imagined an oval face man with big eyes. It was weird that he remembered that gang boss well like this, especially his pretty eyes.
"Yes, his name is He Hua."
Jin Fu walked out of the bathroom. He stood at the door and locked his zipper, "Strange. Man names Hua,"
"Don't say this outside or you will be hurt. I have heard they are fierce."
"Okay," Jin Fu said. Then he strolled to sit on chair before table that had a desktop on it. He pulled cell phone from pocket and dragged its memory out, later on, he put the memory into a small device that was connected to the desktop.
From the sofa, Wen Yi laid on his stomach and watched his friend's action, "What are you doing?"
"I'm restoring my pictures," Jin Fu replied.
"Can you?"
"One hundred percent."
Just ten seconds later, the young male smiled his lips, "Got them."
"Super man." Wen Yi clapped his hands. After, he spun to rest his head and back on the long upholstered seat. He could smell it had no good scent, but it did not bother him because he was used to it.
Jin Fu's house was tiny like a mouse's hole. Only two rooms, one was where they were staying and another one was a toilet.
Things store in this house were the old and smelly sofa - which Jin Fu used it for visitor to sit and for being his bed at night - a wooden wardrobe for hanging few T-shirts and jeans, an old iron table for putting glass, water bottle and small electric kettle, and table and chair near window of the house that he was sitting right now. The valuable things in this abode were on that table: desktop and other electronic equipment.
Jin Fu loved technology devices. He graduated from university with a major in IT, but he does not look for work because he wants to become an independent animation producer. In his opinion, being employed can earn money, but will lose self-spirit, that's why he chooses to work for himself.
After he graduated from the university, he has lived his life two years, made animation and uploaded to his own channel. He was running after his dream every day.
Jin Fu was raised by god-father who was a Buddhist monk. One year before he graduated, his god-father passed away due to cancer.
Jin Fu had only one friend; he is Wen Yi. They were university's classmate. They had similar lives, but Wen Yi was luckier - he had a grandmother.
The two guys had different personalities. Wen Yi was a coward - he got scared easily. On the other hand, Jin Fu was brave, and he spoke straightforwardly while Wen Yi cared about the words before he said them.
Even though they were best friends because they were loyal and always helped each other.
Jin Fu and Wen Yi had their own video channels. They were independent vloggers. Wen Yi's channel was a game which he created by himself. He had small fans, but much more than Jin Fu's animation channel, and he could earn monthly from his vlog.
Wen Yi pitied his friend. He often bought food for Jin Fu and he tried to help to find a way to earn money for his buddy. Like the ghost filming competition at land of the Sunflower Gang, Wen Yi got it from his fan, then he shared it with Jin Fu. In general, Jin Fu did not waste his time on such a program, but because he wanted money to buy a birthday gift for his girlfriend's father, so he agreed to try.
Trouble at the factory did not fear Jin Fu, but he was worried; he could not go back to film, so it meant he would not be able to join the competition and it meant that he would not have a chance to get money.
Thinking about money, the guy blew; his strong breath echoed the whole room.
"Why do you sigh?" Wen Yi asked.
"Nothing," Jin Fu answered, then he whined again.
"What's wrong?"
"No.. nothing." Jin Fu covered his face and slid his butt to the edge of chair.
"You worry about Qing Qing's father's birthday, right?"
Question was pointed right at his mind. Jin Fu took hands away from face and said, "I don't want to go."
"Qing Qing will be angry."
"I don't have a gift. I don't want her to lose face."
"I have some money. I lend you."
"No. Keep it. It's for grandma's medicine."
"Few more days. You still have time. Take it easy. Perhaps the money falls from the sky on your head while you are defecating."
"Crazy." Jin Fu laughed slightly. His friend's joke was nonsense; however, it made him content within a second.
"I know what to do," Jin Fu uttered. "Now, it's late. Go home or grandma will be worried."
"Okay."
Wen Yi got up from the sofa. He said good night to his friend then he left.
Jin Fu remained in his chair. He eyed his desktop. His face was full of worry.
Minutes and hours passed. Still, he couldn't think of a way.
The young man felt hopeless. He dropped face and sighed, "Haaa..."
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