Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 187: Step in, prepare, promise a thousand pieces of gold

The door was pushed open.

Dabiao walked into the private room with Dazai.

Blood and corpses covered the ground, and there were six or seven corpses lying inside. The man had no expression on his face. When he saw Da Biao coming in with someone, he just took a look, squatted down and wiped the blood from the dagger on the corpses.

On the other side, the golden-toothed foal who was pressed on the table had his eyes wide open and his body was shaking unconsciously. There were four or five dazzling blood holes on his neck. Blood rushed out of the wounds and flowed along the table...

The two brothers' eyes were full of ferocious looks at this time, and the world in front of them was blood red.

Ma Shaolin bit his lip. His fingers with white knuckles still grasped the golden-toothed colt's arm and held it down with all his strength. He did not realize that the golden-toothed colt was no longer alive.

Ma Shihao's face was covered in blood, and he stabbed the chopsticks in his hand again, directly penetrating the entire neck of the Golden Tooth Colt.

"You're already dead, but you still get penetrated. It's so cruel!"

Da Biao's expression was exaggerated.

"Uncle Biao."

"Uncle Biao."

The two brothers raised their heads and glanced at Dabiao, then came back to their senses, slumped on the chair and gasped for air.

Da Biao nodded slightly to the two of them.

He walked to the table, looked at the golden-toothed foal carefully for a while, and sneered:

"Don't give me face? Are you ruthless?"

He spat on the ground, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at Ma Shaolin:

"Wang Laoji has adopted two good sons, both civil and military, and they are straightforward in their work."

"Thank you to Uncle Biao, otherwise it would not be so easy for us to avenge our godfather."

Ma Shaolin stood up with a very low posture:

"We two brothers have sworn that as long as anyone helps us avenge him, we will repay him well.

Uncle Biao has helped us so much this time. As agreed before, we will not make a penny from Uncle Biao's goods from now on. Starting from next month, one ton per month will be given to you at cost price. "

"It's refreshing enough."

Da Biao nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on his face became even wider.

"Uncle Biao, let's leave first."

The golden-toothed colt was already dead, and Ma Shaolin was unwilling to wait any longer.

He took the blood-stained napkin on the table and wiped the blood on his hands, then turned and left.

On the roadside diagonally across from the restaurant, a young man in a short shirt was pacing back and forth. When he saw Ma Shihao and the other three approaching, he took two quick steps, opened the door of the black Ford sedan, let Ma Shaolin and Ma Shihao in, and then walked in Got in the driver's seat.

The stern man who was with the two brothers got into a car at the back, where five or six expressionless Vietnamese sat quietly in the car.

"Brother Ma, Brother Ma, how is the situation? Is the golden tooth foal done?"

"Of course it's done, otherwise I would have asked you to come up."

Ma Shihao took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

He turned to look at Ma Shaolin beside him:

"Brother, the Vietnamese are really good at it, especially this Nguyen Van Hao. He can kill six or seven boys by himself. It's money well spent.

Even without Da Biao's help, with the people he brought here, there would be no problem in taking down Jin Ya Ju. "

The car started and passed by the buildings on both sides. Ma Shaolin's tense nerves finally relaxed and he leaned back on the seat.

"They are only using it temporarily, and we will pay them to leave after a few days."

He said with narrowed eyes.

Ma Shihao was stunned for a moment and hesitated:

"These Vietnamese guys are all coming from the battlefield, and they are very skilled. Why don't they stay around and do things?"

"Vietnamese are not familiar with each other. Their reputation in Hong Kong and Kowloon is not an exaggeration. You don't want to be their guest one day, right?"

Ma Shaolin shook his head, not interested in the Vietnamese things Ma Shihao said.

Although these people are very good at fighting, they also do things neatly.

Unlike their mixed prefixes, Vietnamese have no credibility.

It is common for those with the prefixes of those who do business with Vietnamese gangs to be raised as pigs and exploited by others.

Of course, there is another point, that is, the Vietnamese do things unscrupulously.

It is not uncommon to use firearms at will, shoot with a gun, and throw a few pineapples when desperate. It is inhumane.

Even if you are fishing for side jobs, you must pay attention to peace as the most important thing. You must not only act according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, but also abide by the rules of the police.

Doing this is undoubtedly challenging the bottom line of those police officers.

This is also the reason why Vietnamese gangs are excluded and suppressed by local prefixes and policemen.

So from the beginning, Ma Shaolin only planned to pay them to do things, and had no intention of keeping them by his side.

He knew very well in his heart that these Vietnamese people who had no bottom line and went crazy at any time were beyond his control.

"Ok."

Ma Shihao had no choice but to give up.

After a pause, he said again:

"Now that Jinya Ju is dead, the land in Shek Tong Tsui will be in vain for that old guy Uncle Biao."

Ma Shihao's tone was somewhat unwilling.

He has not forgotten that when his two brothers brought goods to Xihuan for the first time to discuss business with them, Da Biao's attitude was not much better than that of Jin Yaju.

Relying on the old man to sell his old man, relying on his seniority to swallow his goods.

"Who said that?"

Ma Shaolin shook his head.

"We never said we would give him the Golden Tooth Colt's territory."

Ma Shihao's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively:

"Brother, what do you mean, are we going to get involved?"

Ma Shaolin replied softly:

“There are two big moneymakers in Kowloon, Dou Zai Qiang and Fat Zai Chao, and we can’t get in at all.

After the death of Golden Tooth Horse, such a large area of ​​​​land in Western District was vacated. Uncle Biao couldn't take it by himself. With the help of these Vietnamese guys, we can get a share of the pie. "

He originally wanted to cooperate with Ang Lee. After killing the golden tooth foal, he just happened to use Ang Lee's land on the dock to transport goods.

But Ang Lee made it clear that he was not interested in these, and Sai Wan was backed by the pier, seizing the Golden Tooth Colt's territory, which also facilitated the smooth landing of goods from Thailand.

Ma Shaolin looked out of the car window:

"Find a place to park, call A Le, and ask him to take his gathered brothers across the sea."

"I know, Brother Ma."

The young man driving the car responded and the car slowly stopped. He opened the car door and walked towards the store on the roadside.

……

……

Early the next morning.

Pier six.

"You said the Golden Tooth Colt is dead."

Li An sat on the stool and took a bite of the barbecued pork bun, feeling a little surprised.

When arranging for the two brothers to go to the Walled City, he told Long Chenghu to keep an eye on him.

So the two of them visited Luotuoding and found a group of Vietnamese people through Ah Hui, a broker. When he returned to the walled city, Long Chenghu told him about it.

However, it still surprised him that the two brothers acted so quickly.

Wu Shihao, who was sitting opposite Li An, continued with a strange expression:

"That's not all. In fact, the two brothers Ma Shaolin bribed Jin Yaju's sworn brother Da Biao and joined forces to kill Jin Yaju.

However, there was a conflict between the two parties over the ownership of the Golden Tooth Horse's territory, and they eventually broke up. "

“Really wonderful.”

Li An laughed out loud, stuffed the remaining barbecued pork buns into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, and said vaguely:

"It doesn't matter if Jin Yaju is dead, the life and death of the Ma brothers will be none of our business in the future. You can also withdraw the people and stop wasting energy on paying attention to what's going on in Shitangzui."

"understood."

Wu Shihao nodded and concentrated on eating breakfast.

After saving the Ma brothers, Wu Shihao was worried that Jin Yaju would not be willing to suffer such a big loss and would cause trouble. Therefore, people were specially arranged to pay attention to the movements of Jin Yaju's men.

Now that the golden-toothed colt is dead, he feels relieved a lot.

Seeing that Wu Shihao had finished his breakfast, Li An took the brown paper bag from the table and placed it in front of Wu Shihao:

"Send the two hundred thousand to Li Zhengtao."

"Okay."    Wu Shihao was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He stood up, took the money, and left in a hurry.

Li An called to Xiwei not far away:

"Thinweed."

Xiwei, wearing a plaid short-sleeved shirt, walked over.

"Brother An, look for me."

"Leave the matters at the dock to Hou Shijie, and go investigate the background of the foremen at Pier 5."

As soon as Xiwei heard this, he understood what Li An meant.

He had only mentioned it to Li An two days ago. At that time, Li An did not agree. He thought that Li An would not attack other terminals so soon.

"Brother An, are you ready to attack Pier 5?"

There was a bit of excitement in Xiwei's tone.

Li An nodded and smiled:

"I've already taken care of Li Zhengtao's side, so there's no need to worry about those policemen coming to cause trouble.

After the investigation is clear, just let your brothers do the work. I will ask Long Chenghu to help. "

"Brother An, I'm going now."

Xiwei responded and walked quickly towards Hou Shijie happily.

……

……

"Sir Li, Brother An asked me to give this to you."

In Li Ching-tao's office at Sheung Wan Police Station, Wu Shihao took out four new rolls of gold bullion (denomination of one thousand Hong Kong dollars) from a brown paper bag and placed them in front of him.

"Each volume is fifty thousand, totaling two hundred thousand. You can click on it."

A smile suddenly appeared on Li Zhengtao's face. He took a roll of Hong Kong dollars and glanced at it, knowing it in his heart.

"No need to click."

He waved his hand and put the money into the drawer.

"You tell An Li for me, and I will definitely help him handle what he told me."

"I will definitely tell Brother An."

Wu Shihao said seriously.

Then he wisely stood up and said goodbye: "Sir Li, please go to work first, I won't disturb you."

Li Zhengtao hummed and watched Wu Shihao leave.

He lit a cigarette, sat on the chair and thought for a while, then got up and opened the door.

"He Yi."

He Yi, who was writing a report with his head down, raised his head following the voice.

Li Zhengtao waved to him, and He Yi quickly stood up and walked over quickly.

"Sir Li, what's the matter?"

"Come in and talk."

Li Zhengtao turned around and entered the office. He Yi followed and closed the door.

After stubbing out the cigarette butt in his hand, Li Zhengtao sat on a chair, took out a box of cigarettes, and motioned to He Yi.

"Thank you."

Handing one to He Yi, Li Zhengtao lit another one himself and asked casually:

"How are you doing with the case at hand?"

Li Zhengtao was quite satisfied with He Yi.

He is not bad in ability and has good vision. He had been in uniform for so many years just because there was no one to help him.

"We already have a clue. The kidnapper of Shang Jinhua was two of his employees. The reason is that Shang Jinhua owed his employees three months' salary... I have people watching them, and they should be rescued soon. hostage."

"You hand this case over to Ah Cheng."

He Yi was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and agreed: "No problem, I'll go and hand over to him later."

"Ah."

Li Zhengtao was very satisfied with He Yi's attitude. He blew out a puff of smoke from his mouth and said, "For a while, you can lead two guys to keep an eye on the pier every day."

"What's going on at the dock?" He Yi asked.

"Lee An is going to take action against other foremen on the dock. The dock will be very lively for a while."

"I understand, Sir Li."

He Yi is thoughtful.

Only then did he understand why Li An asked him to meet with Li Zhengtao yesterday.

He was able to take off this military uniform thanks to Li An's help. The two were from the same hometown. Li Zhengtao asked him to go over and watch. The meaning was self-evident.

Li Zhengtao took a puff of cigarette and reminded him with some worry:

"I know the relationship between you and Li An. Letting you go to the pier is to express my attitude. What Li An wants this time is the entire pier. Not only does it involve too many societies, but it also involves the jurisdiction of the Western District Police Station.

We can't get involved too much like last time and have to control ourselves. "

"I see."

He Yi was a little surprised and his face became serious.

"Okay, you go do something first."

Li Zhengtao waved his hand, and after He Yi went out, he pondered for a while, took the money and left the police station.

About an hour later, Li Zhengtao, carrying a suitcase, knocked on the door of the superintendent's office.

"Please come in."

Li Zhengtao took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

The man sitting behind the desk put down the newspaper in his hand and raised his head.

When he saw the suitcase in Li Zhengtao's hand, his eyes lit up and he said in proficient Chinese:

"sit."

"Thank you, sir."

Li Zhengtao nodded in greeting, put the suitcase in his hand on the table, opened the lid, and revealed the Hong Kong dollars neatly arranged inside.

The man looked greedily at the Hong Kong dollars in the suitcase and said in an exaggerated tone: "Wow, it looks pretty good."

Li Zhengtao pulled out his chair and sat down:

"As long as the commander is satisfied."

"I must say you did a great job, Li Zhengtao. Your impressive abilities constantly amaze me."

The man praised.

Li Zhengtao showed a smile on his face and said straight to the point:

"Sir, I think if I was in the right position, I would definitely perform better."

"You're right." The man nodded in agreement and made a rare joke: "Oh, then which position do you think is more suitable for you?"

Li Zhengtao had a relaxed expression:

"Sir, I think the position of sergeant is good."

In the official police rank hierarchy, there is no position of detective.

The sergeant is equivalent to the detective, while the police sergeant is equivalent to the Chinese detective. It was also the highest position for Chinese in the police system during this period.

He is only at the rank of a junior officer, not an official. You can imagine how wary the foreigners are.

The man agreed deeply:

"I'm sure you'll get what you want."

Li Zhengtao confirmed: "Is this a promise?"

"Don't worry, I keep my promise."

The man glanced at the Hong Kong dollars in the suitcase and nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Superintendent Thompson. It's up to you."

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

(End of this chapter)