The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 207 Gandhi (for subscription)

Another 5 days passed.

"Have you done the above work?" Zhou Yu asked again worriedly when the matter came to an end.

"Don't worry, Sir Zhou, you have asked this question three times, I confirm that the kung fu is very good." Shen Xiong just wanted to help his forehead, how disturbing he is.

"It's not that I didn't know that you would be a decorator before. I'll introduce you to any bathroom seepage work in the future." Zhou Yu smiled, and it's not too much to check a few times when the matter is imminent.

"Forget it, I don't want to do such a tiring job next time." Shen Xiong frowns, it's too tiring to destroy the waterproofing of the house by himself.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhou Yu patted him on the shoulder with a smile, turned around and swept across the faces of everyone, his expression has returned to seriousness: "Now, the plan officially begins!"

"Yes, sir!"

In the temporarily established command center, it began to be busy.

In the room, not only Zhou Yu's team, Huang Zhicheng is also here, but as a central dispatcher, he is to cooperate with Zhou Yu's command and ensure temporary contingency measures. The command is still in Zhou Yu's hands.

Several groups under Huang Zhicheng have also been scattered.

In order to ensure the success of the operation, no accidents, communication equipment was confiscated from everyone involved in the operation.

Moreover, Commander Zhou Yu issued a heinous order.

All the groups were broken up from group to group, and people from several groups were mixed and arranged to supervise each other to prevent accidents.

Now, everyone around them became unfamiliar members of other teams. Even if they had dealt with each other on weekdays, they couldn't be as familiar as their own team members anyway.

Is this necessary? This is what many people think, but this is Zhou Yu's order from Huang Zhicheng, and everyone dare not have any opinions.

A nightclub in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Gandhi is happy with a group of Thai guys.

Just successfully completed a transaction, smooth journey, no hassle.

Whether it was him or the Thai guy, everyone was in a good mood.

"The next batch of goods must arrive within half a month. I'm out of stock here right now. Don't miss the time." Gandhi emphasized that making money is the first priority now.

"No, our business is based on trustworthiness. When have I delayed your goods." The Thai guy's Xiangjiang speaks quite well, obviously he has learned it specially.

Gandhi laughed loudly: "Brother, let's have a drink."

After drinking a glass of beer, the Thai guy's eyes drifted to the woman beside him: "Gandhi, the girls in your house are of a good standard. With such a good girl, your business is booming."

Gandhi was smoking a cigar, with a smile on his face, quite proud: "It's hard to say anything else, I have a lot of women here, you will go back tomorrow, and I will arrange for you in the evening, our special project here, one king and four queens. "

"Oh? What is one king and four queens? It sounds very interesting." The Thai guy asked further.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

Gandhi smiled and took out his mobile phone.

"Hello~."

On the phone was the driver's slightly anxious voice: "Hey, boss, just now the landlord upstairs asked the property to call me, saying that they didn't do a good job of waterproofing during the renovation, and there might be a water leak. He said that if he couldn't get in touch again, he would Call the police and let the police deal with it, do you want to go and have a look?"

Gandhi was taken aback suddenly, and stood up directly.

A large number of goods have just arrived, and if the house leaks, it won't be all over.

Pretending to be your mother's Xiu.

Gandhi suppressed the anger in his heart: "Go quickly and move the furniture to the spare warehouse. I will do it right away, and I will not go."

Gandhi was very cautious. He would never go to the warehouse unless it was absolutely necessary. All the actions were left to the driver.

As long as the other person is not in the warehouse, the police can't have evidence to arrest him. He also understands this reason, so after the driver raised it, he thought about it.

"Okay, then I'll go now." The driver was also a little panicked. Something happened to such a large amount of goods, and Gandhi was ready to kill someone.

Gandhi hung up the phone and thought about it. It shouldn't be a big problem. Although he didn't know about the water leakage in the house, there must be a process.

As long as it doesn't turn into a waterfall immediately, there is still a bag to wrap it in time.

"Gandhi, what's the matter?" The Thai guy saw that his face had changed, and asked casually. Anyway, the goods have been traded, and other things don't matter to them.

"It's okay." Gandhi took a sip of his cigar, sat down again and smiled, "A little problem, drink, where did we go just now?"

"Gandhi didn't come out, he was still drinking with the Thai guys."

"The driver moved, it seems that the driver went alone."

A series of news reports came and gathered at Zhou Yu's temporary command center.

Expected.

"Plan B begins." Zhou Yu said calmly into the walkie-talkie.

On the highway, the driver of Gandhi's family was able to speed at first, but as soon as he entered the central area, the speed here was all residential areas.

Anxious and nervous, he slapped the horn angrily.

The car in front is one fast and the other slow, let's put it there for exercise.

Finally, the car in front finally picked up speed, and he also stepped on the accelerator.

Looking at the traffic lights not far ahead, I reckoned that I should be able to pass.

At this moment, the car in front suddenly braked at the intersection.

boom.

His car failed to brake enough and crashed directly into it.

fuck.

He honked the horn, cursed, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car to curse.

Running is definitely not daring to run, the problem is even bigger if you run.

Who knew that a middle-aged woman got down from the front car, even more fierce than him.

Pointing at his nose and cursing.

"Whether you know how to drive? Don't worry. Let me tell you. My mother is sitting in the back. She has a heart attack. If anything goes wrong, I will pay for your life." sprayed on his face.

"Who doesn't know how to drive, Baba, there are still two seconds left, why are you stepping on the brakes, you are out of your mind." The driver was not good at it, and his anger surged.

"Okay, okay, let's judge, everyone, and swearing when I hit someone, my mother is over 70, what should I do if something happens." The woman howled heart-piercingly, and passers-by also surrounded her.

"Go to the hospital first, the old man is important, don't let anything happen." The kind passer-by glanced at the car, and a 70-year-old man was holding his chest, with a pained expression on his face.

"Yes, go to the hospital, go to the hospital first." The middle-aged woman came to her senses, turned around and wanted to go back to the car.

After less than two seconds, he paused again, turned around and grabbed the driver: "You come with me, don't even try to run."

What's the matter, he still needs to go to the house, but the driver immediately refused. "No, I still have something to do. It's very important. I have to pick up the child."

"I want to run when I hit someone. I definitely want to run. No, we have to go to the hospital together." The middle-aged woman was quite fierce, with great strength, and she pulled the driver to prevent him from leaving.

Soon, the military uniforms patrolling the streets arrived, and it was unspoken that saving lives was important and we had to go to the hospital.

The driver gritted his teeth, really unlucky: "I'll call first, and I'll ask the kid to pick it up."

When Gandhi received the call again, he cursed secretly.

It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.

The driver didn't say how the car crashed, but he didn't blame the driver. It's normal for the driver to be anxious at such a time. He drove a little faster and rear-ended him.

Gandhi smiled and told the Thai guy to go out and do something, and asked the younger brother to arrange a king and four queens for them.

The Thai guy waved his hand in a very eloquent manner, telling him to go quickly.

"Sir Zhou, the boss has moved." The monitoring support team members immediately reported the news.

Excitement spread across the room.

"Very well, check all the teams to see if they are in place, and warn them again to be careful and not allow any telltale signs." Zhou Yu repeatedly urged, loosening and clenching his fists and doing some meaningless movements.

Gandhi frowned slightly, not knowing how serious the seepage was.

Urging the younger brother to drive the car, he stopped the car when he reached a block away from the residential building.

Asking my younger brother to wait, I got out of the car and walked on foot. I walked around to check the surroundings for any abnormalities, and then I bowed my head and went upstairs.

He opened the door, took a quick glance, and felt relieved.

There is some water seepage, but it is not serious, and the goods on the ground are all fine.

Relieved, his expression relaxed a lot. .

These are all goods from Tsim Sha Tsui in the next month, and each batch of goods will bring in tens of millions.

The Thai guy was a drug delivery line he managed to get through after the nigger died.

It is relatively easy to find the source of goods, as long as you have money, but it is difficult to transport them in, and there are layers of obstacles.

However, with several successful experiences, this line will become more and more secure.

There will be a steady stream of goods coming in in the future.

It is just around the corner to become the largest supplier in Tsim Sha Tsui.

No, be the only one!

A smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

Close the door, enter the room briskly, open the bag and take a look, it is intact, completely at ease.

He didn't plan to take the goods away, he was careful in everything, what if he brought the goods and encountered a temporary inspection.

So, he just moved the bags from the living room to the kitchen, where there were no leaks.

Just as he was hot.

boom!
The door was kicked open.

"Don't move, police!"

The shining guns were aimed at his head, more than one.

In an instant, Gandhi's face turned into a liver color!

No matter how stupid you are, you will know that you have been calculated.

"Don't move, police!"

"Don't move, police!"

Gandhi's here is just a microcosm of tonight. The entire underground drug market in Tsim Sha Tsui is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

In the temporary command center, messages from the front were received.

There is a chopping board by the window of the room.

Outside the window is the feasting and feasting of Tsim Sha Tsui.

The chopping board is densely covered with names.

From the top Gandhi to the smallest small house, one is not missed.

Zhou Yu was wearing a suit and stood in front of the chopping board with a serious expression.

He stood upright, with his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand was slowly rubbing a marker pen.

As if waiting for something.

Soon, the hands began to move following the battle report.

"Gandhi took control."

"The driver took control."

"Wang Fugui has taken control."

"The accountants took control.

"The golden retriever is under control."

A piece of information came, and it would be exciting if the battlefield was victorious.

Too many people are involved.

In Tsim Sha Tsui, the Ni family has been rampant for decades, and the entire drug trafficking network headed by Gandhi is destined to be wiped out tonight.

Under the net of heaven and earth, no one can escape.

No one can react, the situation changes too fast.

Every time the frontline action team reported one, Zhou Yu picked up the pen in his hand and ticked off one.

It's like hooking up.

And the chopping board.

It is the book of life and death.

(End of this chapter)