Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 1045 1030 [Certificate of Voting]

"Hey, Crocodile, how's that little boy?"

A big black man with a red rope tied on his head, who looked like a Muay Thai boxer, asked in the minibus convoy.

The person being questioned was a man in the convoy with a grin. His mouth was wide open and looked scary. His nickname was Crocodile.

"Boss, I have a high fever. If I don't go to the hospital, I might die." Crocodile said this with a smile, without any mercy.

There were four people in their convoy. The big black man who was asking questions was their boss, also the leader of a branch of the Qinglong Society, nicknamed "Wu Long".

After hearing this, the boss Wu Long snorted coldly, "So unlucky? I'll throw him to the green belt and let him fend for himself!"

"Okay, boss!"

The crocodile said with a smile.

For the people in the Qinglong Society, the only thing they care about when controlling these disabled people is their own interests, and they have no regard for their lives or deaths. When they are sick and look miserable, they can beg for more money, and seeing that they can make more money, they don't care anymore.

For example, this little boy of four or five years old was so sick that he was breathing in and out. They were worried that the boy would die in their hands, so they planned to put the boy in the green belt and let him fend for himself.

This little boy had been with them since he was a child and could help them earn tens of thousands of dollars every year. Even if they really abandoned the child there, no one would dare to care because everyone was afraid of their Qinglong Society. In this way, the little boy would have no way out.

In order to prevent the older abducted children from hiding money, escaping or tipping off others, Oolong and Crocodile would try every possible means to make the children shut up. The most common method they used was to feed them strong sleeping pills, and then leave them there to beg when they fell asleep. When they woke up, they would be taken away and moved to another place. The lifespan of these children was very short.

Beating these controlled children was commonplace. Once, a kind-hearted citizen saw Wu Long beating one of the children. He couldn't bear to watch it and said a few words. Wu Long then beat the other person so badly that he was covered with bruises.

The other party later ran to the police station to report them, but the result was predictable. Wu Long had already arranged everything in advance, and not only did he not receive any punishment, but after the man came out of the police station, he was intercepted again by someone and his legs were broken, making him a beggar for the rest of his life.

For scum like Wu Long and Crocodile, they have done so many bad things in their lives that they have never thought about whether they will go to hell. They only think about eating, drinking and having fun now and living a carefree life.

Following Wu Long's instructions, Crocodile hummed a song and came to the minibus. He took a look at the five-year-old boy who was shaking all over due to a severe fever, kicked him and said, "Hey, are you dead?"

The little boy looked very deformed, with a head as big as a bucket, a thin neck, and a body as thin as a puppy or a kitten. He was awakened by the crocodile's kick. He looked at the tall and scary man in front of him with hazy eyes, his lips moved, but no one knew what to say.

When the crocodile saw the little boy open his eyes, he grinned and said, "You have a long life and you are not dead yet? You are lucky. The Boss Wu Long feels sorry for you and plans to let you go later. How about it? Are you happy?"

The little boy still didn't say anything, just looked at him dully, without a trace of light in his eyes.

The crocodile grinned grimly: "Why, you're still silent? What a pity, you can help us make a lot of money with your big head. Haha, many gentlemen and ladies like your appearance! Originally, my boss and I were planning to cut off your feet and hands after you recovered from your illness, so that you would look better--"

"Really? That would be really good?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind the crocodile.

"Who, who is talking?" The crocodile was startled and turned around to look.

Zhuang Dingxian stood behind him, pointing a gun at the back of his waist, his eyes cold.

"You--" Crocodile was about to speak when Zhuang Dingxian raised his hand, swung the butt of the gun and hit him on the forehead.

Fracture of forehead,

There was a lot of blood.

"Who are you? Bastard!" The crocodile covered his forehead and roared at Zhuang Dingxian.

"The one who wants to kill you!" Zhuang Dingxian replied coldly.

The crocodile still wanted to resist, but Zhuang Dingxian didn't give him any chance. Bang, bang, bang, he hit his head hard!
The crocodile fell to the ground and screamed in pain, "Please spare my life! Please stop hitting me! Please spare my life!"

"You want me to spare your life?" Zhuang Dingxian raised the butt of his gun again, preparing to hit the crocodile's temple, "Why don't you give them a chance?"

boom!
The crocodile felt a severe pain in his temple and fainted immediately.

When Zhuang Dingxian saw the crocodile fainted, he breathed a sigh of relief, put away his gun, and looked at the big-headed boy lying on the minibus.

The boy was dying, but he smiled at him. As he smiled, he no longer moved, but only had that smile on his face. He was finally free.

Zhuang Dingxian looked at him and felt a pang in his heart.

He is only five years old.

The other children were still acting coquettishly in their mothers' arms.

But he suffered all the sufferings in the world.

Looking at his incredibly weak body and that sickly big head, Zhuang Dingxian closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had calmed down. He walked forward and slowly reached out to close the boy's eyes.

Let him close his eyes.

After doing all this, Zhuang Dingxian looked at the crocodile lying on the ground again, his eyes full of murderous intent.

……

Just when Zhuang Dingxian attacked Crocodile, Huo Wen and his men also attacked the leader of this gang, Wu Long.

Wu Long was drinking foreign wine and eating barbecue in front of the campfire. Occasionally, he would kindly throw the meat bones he had gnawed to the disabled beggars.

Seeing the beggars moving their broken bodies to scramble for the bones, he laughed loudly, pointed at them and cursed: "Look at them, you dogs!"

The other two men also laughed, and glanced at a female beggar with ill intent, saying, "Silly girl, sing a song for us."

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was not pretty, dark-skinned, and had messy hair.

She was born with a disability and suffered from polio. Her father sold her to Wu Long and his family last year.

The girl was very obedient. As long as she could survive, she was willing to do anything, even begging, she would be the one who worked the hardest. As for singing, she could hum a few lines, but she didn't know whether it sounded good or not.

In order to fill her stomach and get more meat and bones, the girl grinned at Wu Long and the others, revealing her broken front teeth.

Her behavior made Wu Long and the others lose interest. Especially the girl looked like she was picked up from a trash can.

at this time--
"Don't move, you are surrounded!" Huo Wen rushed out with three of his men and pointed guns at Wu Long and others.

Wu Long was stunned for a moment.

The two men were also stunned.

Wu Long saw Huo Wen clearly and was not afraid: "Who are you? Where are you from?"

"We are from the Southern Police Station!" Hovan replied.

"From the south? Why did you come to our north?" Wu Long was stunned and prepared to get up.

Huo Wen pointed a gun at him: "I told you not to move! Otherwise--"

"What else? Do you dare to shoot?" Wu Long stood up slowly with an arrogant look on his face.

boom!
A bullet from Horwin hit him in the foot.

Wu Long was shocked, "Did you really shoot?"

"I warned you!" Huo Wen said coldly.

Wu Long was scared and raised his hands, saying, "Don't be impulsive! We can talk it out! We are from the Qinglong Society and have a good relationship with the Northern Police Station. You can call and ask!"

"We are from the south, why do we care about what they do in the north!" Huo Wen said disdainfully.

"No, you are all part of the same system after all. Isn't this overstepping the boundaries of law enforcement?" Wu Long said cautiously. "If the big guys in the north find out, how will you explain it to the Southern Police Department?"

"Explain? No need to explain! It is only natural to eradicate scum like you. If they don't do it, we will!" "Ahem, if you say that--" Wu Long didn't expect Huo Wen to be so stubborn. "This will be very troublesome. Let me tell you, the leader of our Qinglong Society knows the highest commander of your police station, and they have a special relationship. If you don't want to lose your job, you'd better let us go!"

Huo Wen smiled: "Really? Let you go, what if I don't?"

Wu Long's eyes were stern. "Don't you think about the consequences? Apart from anything else, the big guys at the police station are not easy to mess with. When the time comes, I'll just call your chief and he'll make you pack up and leave!"

Huo Wen smiled coldly: "Sorry, I am the director!"

"Uh, what?" Wu Long was really stunned this time.

He looked at Huo Wen in disbelief, wondering if this director was mentally ill. He actually disregarded his own future and dared to go against their Qinglong Society.

Huo Wen took the opportunity to ask, "I'll give you one last chance now. Do you admit your guilt or not? Was it the boss of the Qinglong Society, Jin Xiong, who ordered you to do this?"

"What?" Wu Long was still trying to play it safe.

boom!
Huo Wen couldn't bear it anymore and shot him in the leg.

"My legs!"

"You know exactly what you are doing!" Huo Wen pointed his gun at Wu Long again, "Now, do you plead guilty or not?"

"No, I'm not guilty, what am I admitting--"

boom!
Horwin shot him in the other leg.

Wu Long couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a thud, holding his legs and wailing.

Huo Wen stepped forward, stepped on Wu Long's head with his leather shoe, pointed the gun at him and said, "My patience is limited. Do you want to surrender or not?"

Wu Long still wanted to be stubborn, but Huo Wen did not hesitate--
boom!
Pull the trigger!

Shoot Wu Long in the head!
Blood splatters!

Wu Long's two men were so frightened that they were trembling all over and their eyes were wide open.

They never dreamed that Huo Wen, the chief of the Southern Police Station, would be so cruel.

Huo Wen knew that from the moment of the headshot, he had completely started a war with the Qinglong Society, and there was no room for easing.

Zhuang Dingxian looked at this scene and nodded secretly.

He has been with Du Yongxiao for many years. Du Yongxiao has been through a lot of blood and gore, and the nickname "Bloody Hand Butcher" is not an empty name. This also taught Zhuang Dingxian one thing: when it is time to take action, take action. A man must be ruthless, especially for someone like Huo Wen who wants to get to the top. He must do something to show his ability.

This is actually what Huo Wen thought.

There is no need to kill Wu Long.

He had to do this.
This is called a pledge of allegiance!
When Wu Long died, his two subordinates were so scared that they pissed their pants.

Huo Wen turned around and pointed his gun at them: "Now what do you do? Do you continue to be stubborn or confess?"

"We recruit! We recruit all of them!"

The two men knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly.

"Then who instructed you to do these things, including kidnapping and extortion, human trafficking, child abuse, and intentional homicide?" Huo Wen asked coldly.

"These are all things that Qinglong Society's boss Jin Xiong asked us to do!" The two men were not stupid and knew what answer Huo Wen wanted.

"Will you testify?"

"willing!"

"Are you willing to testify against Jin Xiong?"

"willing!"

Huo Wen looked at Zhuang Dingxian.

The meaning is very simple. Two people have testified. Is that enough?
Zhuang Dingxian didn't say anything, but looked at the crocodile that had just woken up.

The crocodile came to life and shook his head.

He realized something was wrong. Why were there so many people around? And they were holding guns?
Then he felt something sticky underneath him, and touched it with his hand -
It's actually blood!

Looking more closely, he saw the big boss Wu Long lying beside him, with a hole in his head and red and white blood all over the ground.

"Ah!" The crocodile screamed and crawled up from the ground in fright.

Then he realized that everyone was looking at him.

Zhuang Dingxian stepped forward and said, "I am Interpol. Now all you need to say is--"

He pulled out a gun, pointed it at the crocodile's head, and stared at him: "Are you willing to testify against Jin Xiong?"

Crocodile looked at Wu Long, who had fallen to the ground, and then at his two subordinates who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and without hesitation, he said, "Yes!"

……

Bangkok--
Qinglonghui Longtou Jinxiong Villa-——
Security guards in camouflage uniforms and holding submachine guns patrolled back and forth along the high walls of the villa.

Seven or eight searchlights would occasionally shine into the hidden corners of the villa to prevent outsiders from sneaking in.

In the reception hall of the villa, Jin Xiong, the leader of the Qinglong Society, sat on a golden lion chair, cutting the lamb leg with a knife in an arrogant manner and stuffing slices of fat into his mouth.

On both sides of where he sat, there were a total of eight people, all of whom were the leaders of the Qinglong Society. They were also the eight people that Jin Xiong valued the most, known as the Eight Leaders and the Eight Vajras.

Under the eight helmsmen are the hall masters under each helmsman, a total of sixteen people, fifteen of whom have arrived now, leaving one person short.

"Why hasn't that bastard Wu Long come yet?" Jin Xiong threw away the lamb leg, took a big gulp of liquor, and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Reporting to Mr. Jin, I have sent someone to find him!" said Picha, one of the Eight Vajra.

He is the boss of Wulong.

Wu Long is the hall master, and everyone works under him. He is the helmsman, who happens to be Wu Long's superior.

This time Jin Xiong gathered people, in addition to their eight helmsmen, fifteen hall masters were also summoned, obviously intending to make a big move.

Jin Xiong spat in dissatisfaction, and the eye that had been replaced by a dog's eye emitted a vicious light.

"Okay, let's not wait for this bastard!" Jin Xiong said viciously, glancing at everyone, "My purpose in calling you here today is very simple, I just want to cause trouble!"

Picha clasped his fists and asked, "But I don't know what you are going to do, Boss?"

"Yes, boss, we will follow you no matter what you do!" said Su Man, one of the Eight Vajra.

Jin Xiong picked up a sharp knife and picked his teeth: "I want to get a guy, he's from Hong Kong! Damn it, this bastard actually dared to kill Hei Pi - you know, Hei Pi is my protector, he's also my cash cow, he helped me make a lot of money, now he's dead, who will help me make money?"

"This bastard deserves to die!"

"Yes, dare to kill Heipi!"

"Killing Heipi is going against our Qinglong Society! Kill him!"

Picha, Suman and others roared.

(End of this chapter)