The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 128 Traffic flow (for subscription)

Before Ni Yongxiao answered, Han Chen drank a big mouthful of water after hearing his words, and almost choked to death.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Gandhi frowned and looked at Han Chen: "Achen, what do you mean?"

Han Chen waved his hand, coughing and letting out a sigh of relief. Zhou Yu was disobedient and that was his subordinate. Didn’t he ask Zhou Yu before? This is the best one he sent to the police force. How could it be possible for Gandhi to kill him.

Don't look at Zhou Yu as a policeman, 100 million, most of them are young and Dangerous who dare to use this settling fee to pay for their lives.

His eyeballs rolled upwards, and he slowed down with all his strength, his face flushed red.

He didn't know before the incident happened, and after the incident he had to wipe Zhou Yu's ass, thinking about who was the boss, he was angry.

"Gandhi, can your mind be normal? As soon as the nigger had an accident, you issued a hunt and kill order. You want to tell the world that you have a share of this shipment, right? If you want to die, don't hurt everyone."

"Hmph! It's not your stuff that's been swallowed, so you're not nervous." Gandhi didn't give a good face, 1000 million, it hurts like hell, and said arrogantly: "Send it, what can he do to me? Kill me!" After all, who has evidence that I, Gandhi, did it, Ah Xiao, don’t you think so?”

Ni Yongxiao still didn't answer, he frequently looked at his watch, estimating the time.

"A Xiao? What are you waiting for?" Han Chen observed his movements.

Gandhi is now emotional, and Ni Yongxiao doesn't want to talk to him, but when Han Chen asked, he still replied: "We will wait until we talk about other things, and now we all wait quietly, the news should come soon."

50 minutes ago, when Ye Zhaoliang received the notification that the warehouse of the black ghost was found and a fire broke out, he immediately called Ni Yongxiao.

He has no illusions about the black ghost being able to escape, and the best ending is to be beaten to death on the spot, which Ni Yongxiao also agrees with.

Now that Ni Yongxiao knew the news about the black ghost's accident, he had to prepare a countermeasure. The black ghost could die and run, but he couldn't be caught.

Black ghosts and Wen Zheng are different.

Wen Zheng is sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment. If he can come out, he just needs to shut up and be the boss inside with peace of mind. He is fed with big fish and meat and offered with cigarettes every day. Except for no women, life is not bad.

But niggers are different.

There is no death penalty in Xiangjiang, and there is no fixed term. If you are caught on the spot, even the lawyer's fee can be saved, so there is no need to waste this money.

Others' indefinite term may be able to reduce the sentence, but the indefinite term of the nigger is really indefinite.

So once caught, the possibility of the nigger spitting in exchange for a reduced sentence is very high.

It's not just about the internal affairs of the association.

The main reason is that he, a nigger, knows about Ye Zhaoliang's existence!
The nigga owner is in the drug business, if it weren't for Ye Zhaoliang's care, he would have finished his game long ago.

Although Ye Zhaoliang was not the person who developed the black ghost, and the black ghost had never met Ye Zhaoliang, but Ni Kun had this clue when he was there. The call records over the years are equivalent to many clues.

Every report made the nigger successfully evade the inspection, but it was also a failure of the police force, which was recorded.

Then you can infer back based on the people and events known at that time, and get the corresponding clues. When dozens of clues are gathered together, the scope of insiders will be narrowed down.

If the nigger vomits out this matter, he can't guarantee that it will be pulled out of Ye Zhaoliang.

Ye Zhaoliang, nothing can happen!

The meaning in Ye Zhaoliang's words is simpler, since it has become waste and has no value, then kill it.

Ni Yongxiao disagreed, and still wanted to try to see if he could be saved. If he could be saved, he would be saved, and if he could not be saved, then he would be killed.

He thought more about it, Yao Wankun didn't matter, if he didn't have relatives and friends to kill, he would kill them, nothing more.

But the black ghost has been operating in Tsim Sha Tsui for so many years, and he is too famous. If he is forcibly killed, the consequences of being implicated may be great and cause turmoil. At least he, Ni Yongxiao, who is cruel and ruthless, cannot escape, which is not conducive to future development.

Try not to kill if you can, and if you can rescue them and send them away, that is the best way.

As for Zhou Yu and the others, they should be involved in the escort. If they can solve it along the way, Gandhi's troubles will be gone.

Now that the result of the matter has not come out, he simply does not answer Gandhi's question.

Ni Yongxiao's face is calm, they are all on the same line anyway, it depends on the evolution of the matter.

Zhou Yu did not participate in the escort, Ni Yongxiao's judgment was based on common sense, Zhou Yu had other things to do.

The ambulance set off from the Nigger's Frozen Meat Company with sirens blaring.

At the front was an EU patrol car clearing the way, followed by two private cars one behind the other with an ambulance escorting the nigger to the custodial ward of the hospital.

The driver in the front car was Li Zhanfeng, and there was only one person in the car besides him.

The car behind was followed by a car sent by PTU, with 4 people on board.

Li Zhanfeng was fully on guard. He remembered Zhou Yu's instructions before leaving the house and did not dare to neglect it. This is no small matter.

The strength of the guards is not small, an EU car, 5 police officers, and the car is equipped with MP5.

There are 4 in the PTU of the rear car, 1 in the ambulance, plus 2 of them.

There are 12 police officers here, which is very good for the niggers.

Although I have a bottom in my heart, I am still worried about whether things will happen.

Please, it must happen!
However, as the destination got closer, his expectations became lower and lower.

In the blink of an eye, the hospital is close at hand.

Safe journey.

The ambulance successfully drove into the parking place of the designated hospital, and the EU vehicle did not enter the gate of the hospital. Their mission has been completed and they turned to evacuate.

PTU's car and Li Zhanfeng's car followed in. Every prisoner must be handed over to the police officers in the hospital's custodial ward and get back the handover slip. This is the procedure.

The ambulance stopped and did not open the door immediately.

Li Zhanfeng got out of the car and went to call the door.

Sudden change, right now!
In the hospital, more than 20 people armed with various short guns suddenly rushed out, all in one direction, an ambulance.

In the parking space next to it, four thugs armed with AK came down again, raised their guns and shot at the PTU team members and Li Zhanfeng who got off the car.

Obviously, it's been a long time.

The prize is drawn!

Really fierce!
Li Zhanfeng didn't care to make any expression, and hurriedly dodged.

The four PTU team members immediately returned to the car and squatted down, took out the heavy fire weapon MP5 in the car, and they were not far away from the car.

Bang bang bang bang!

The gangsters were not targeting the few of them, they just shot to stop them from looking up, covering each other and walking towards the ambulance.

The balance of victory seems to be overwhelming.

Nearly 30 to 5, and still armed with heavy firepower weapons, how to fight?
The situation is reversed again!

Entrance to the ambulance corridor.

Two PTU exclusive cars galloped over, screeching brakes, and stopped at the door. 20 fully armed PTU members jumped out of the car with all MP5s in their hands.

It's spectacular!

Behind him, passers-by saw an inconspicuous ambulance, an ambulance that didn't even pull the alarm, flashed by, turned into the next intersection, and merged into the traffic flow.

Nobody cares.

(End of this chapter)