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

Chapter 191 A courageous person, Zhong Tai

It was probably a case reported by a customer in the restaurant. The police station is not far from here, so the police arrived so quickly.

"Come on!"

The young man's face darkened.

He gave Wu Shihao a fierce look in his eyes. He didn't even care about the swordsmen who fell to the ground. He turned around and left without any hesitation.

The police will naturally send these injured swordsmen to the hospital, and Brother Tai will also pay people to bail them out.

But how could Wu Shihao let these people leave so easily.

This is Sheung Wan, and Li An has taken care of the relationship with the embassy. Even if he is caught, he will not worry about those errands making things difficult for him.

"Want to go?"

Wu Shihao gritted his teeth, clenched the handle of the knife with his white-knuckled fingers, and took two quick steps.

As soon as the young man ran out of the private room, he heard the sound of chasing behind him. He looked back and saw a dog-leg knife coming towards him, and he quickly subconsciously ducked to the left.

The blood-stained dog-leg knife was chopped into the wall, and white ash spattered out, leaving a conspicuous gap in the wall.

Wu Shihao raised his foot and kicked the young man in the abdomen, causing him to stagger back and hit the wall with his back.

"Push to the street!"

The young man cursed in a low voice, stared at Wu Shihao, who rushed towards him again, raised his hand and slashed with his knife.

At this time, the five Xiwei people also rushed out of the private room, and the two parties fought together again.

……

"This group of people are rushing to the streets, ready to call it a day and go home, and they won't let anyone calm down..."

Tian Zhifa looked a little ugly and cursed.

He Yi showed no expression, just raised his hand:

"hurry up!"

The two walked into the restaurant quickly, followed by more than a dozen soldiers in military uniforms.

The lobby was empty, there wasn't a single customer, the food on the table was half eaten, and everyone left in a hurry.

The shouts and slashing sounds from upstairs alternated with each other, and several men wearing short shirts were hiding in the corner in silence.

He Yi and Tian Zhifa looked at each other, took out the Colt revolver from his waist, held the gun in both hands, and walked upstairs along the wooden stairs with the military uniform behind him.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

A figure fell from the stairs and curled up on the ground, moaning weakly.

"Stop it, police!"

The two rushed upstairs with a group of military uniforms.

What came into view were the two parties fighting.

"Put down the knife, hold your head in your hands! Squat to the side! Hurry up!"

Tian Zhifa roared angrily, and instantly took control of the situation with the loaded gun.

Wu Shihao took two steps back, took Xiwei and the others aside, and squatted down with his hands on his head.

The men in military uniforms rushed over like wolves and tigers. The two men on the young man's side squatted a little slower, and police batons fell on their heads like raindrops.

"Armed fighting, take everyone back, everyone."

Tian Zhifa shouted at the top of his lungs.

A military uniform came over.

"Sir, one person died in the private room and six others were injured."

Tian Zhifa walked over with a calm face.

Wu Shihao, whose hands were handcuffed and was being led downstairs by military uniform, raised his head when he passed by He Yi:

"Sir, we are the victims."

Only then did He Yi see clearly that the bloody man in front of him turned out to be Wu Shihao.

He was startled, then looked at the injured Wu Shihao and the six others for a while, then raised his hand and motioned to the military uniform next to him to unlock the handcuffs of several people.

"What's going on? Why are you acting like this?"

he asked in a low voice.

Wu Shihao shook his head:

"We just came to the restaurant to eat. Who knows where these people came from?"

Having said that, he also had some speculations in his mind.

He captured Pier 5 during the day, and was visited by a group of swordsmen while having dinner at night. However, he had no grudges with other people recently.

You don't need to think about it to know that it was revenge from the foremen of Pier 5.

"I hope Sir He can help investigate the origins of these people."

"Okay, you don't need to worry about these for now."

He Yi waved his hand and thought for a while before saying, "You will know who they are by going to the police station. You go and bandage the wounds first."

Wu Shihao was stunned for a moment: "Don't we need to take a confession?"

"What?" He Yi glanced at Wu Shihao, with a half-smile on his face: "You want to go to the embassy?"

Wu Shihao coughed.

"Sir He was joking. If I don't take care of the wound, I'm worried about excessive blood loss."

He Yi smiled and said: "Okay, okay. Hurry up and bandage the wound. After bandaging is finished, you can wait for me at the teahouse opposite the police station on the high street. I will tell you what happens then."

Wu Shihao nodded and said sincerely:

"Then please leave it to Sir He."

The several military uniforms standing behind He Yi had expressionless faces, as if they didn't see He Yi letting Wu Shihao go without permission.

"Let's go to the hospital."

After walking out of the restaurant, Wu Shihao glanced at the young man in military uniform who was brought into the car, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

No matter who is being chopped, the mood will not be any better.

……

"boom!"

He punched the young man in the face again.

He Yi finally took a deep breath and rubbed his sore wrists.

The young man lay on the ground, pursed the corners of his cracked mouth, and stared at He Yi with his eyes.

Not caring about the young man's fierce eyes, He Yi pulled him up and pressed him on the chair. Then he took a pen and paper and sat across from the young man, speaking in a cold tone:

"I'll ask you an answer."

"Name?"

"...shijiming."

"I'm asking for your name."

He Yi held the pen between his two fingers and looked up at the young man.

"This is a police station, not the word outside, Shi Shi? Then what is your father's name? Is it also called Shi Shi? One last question, what is his name?"

Seeing He Yi's unkind look, the young man licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face darkened, and finally he said honestly:

"Wang Liming."

"Why did you go to Fuxiang Restaurant to kill people?"

This time Wang Liming remained silent.

He Yi was not in a hurry: "Which prefix does it start with?"

"Lian Gong Le."

Wang Liming didn't hide it. Even in the police station, Lian Gongle's name was not without some intimidation. At least it could prevent the policeman in front of him from going too far.

The pen in his hand paused for a moment, and He Yi continued to ask: "Who is the boss?"

"Gao Laotai."

"Zhong Tai from Taipingshan Street?"

Zhong Tai, nicknamed Gao Laotai, was Chen Shou's right-hand man. He Yi had been to Taipingshan Street several times when he was collecting the numbers, and he knew Wang Liming's Gao Laotai quite well.

The door to the interrogation room was pushed open. He Yi turned around and saw a man wearing a white vest and a short-sleeved shirt walking in with two plainclothes men.

"Sir Cheng."

He Yi stood up.

Cheng Jian waved his hand, glanced at Wang Liming, whose hands were handcuffed, and said with a smile to He Yi:

"Unlock the cuffs and I'll take Shi Zongming away first."

He Yi frowned and was silent for a while: "This is against the rules."

The smile on Cheng Jian's face faded:

"What does it mean to be against the rules? Am I not from the Sheung Wan Police Station?"

"That was not what I meant……"

Cheng Jian waved his hand to interrupt He Yi's words with an unhappy tone:

"Aren't you going to give me this little face? He Yi, pay attention to your status. How long have you been promoted? You have to remember that you are just a low-level detective now."

He Yi looked relatively calm and said calmly: "You have to talk to Sir Li about this." "Do I need to talk to Li Zhengtao?"

Cheng Jian glared at He Yi.

"He Yi, let me ask you, Shi Shi was obviously raped, robbed, murdered or set on fire, but you are holding him captive?"

"Sir Cheng, he took people to Fuxiang Restaurant to kill people. Can you teach me what to do? Should I let him go?"

He Yi spread his hands and refused to give an inch.

Cheng Jian sneered:

"Haha...you said he stabbed someone, but who did he injure? No one, right? That's it."

He Yi said nothing, just looked at Cheng Jian calmly.

Cheng Jian's tone slowed down a bit:

"Actually, I know it without asking. Everyone knows some things well. There is no need to make things too ugly. Just pay some bail and let him go."

He waved his hand, and two plainclothes men came over behind him.

He Yi quickly stopped in front of the two of them.

"I told you, you have to talk to Sir Li about this."

Cheng Jian's tone was a little angry: "Take the person away."

The two plainclothes men pushed He Yi away without any explanation and prepared to take him away.

"Let's see who dares to move!"

He Yi reached out and took out the gun.

The two plainclothes men were startled and reached for their waists. Cheng Jian glared: "Hey, you're scaring me."

He Yi kept a cold face and said nothing, and the situation suddenly reached a stalemate.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? This is the police station, put this guy away."

Li Zhengtao walked in with a calm face.

Cheng Jian turned around when he heard this and said with a smile:

"Li Zhengtao, you came just in time. Your guy is really hot-tempered!"

"Cheng Jian, why don't you call it a day and come to the police station so late? You are so diligent, how about I arrange for you to go on patrol tomorrow night?"

Li Zhengtao replied lightly.

Cheng Jian sneered: "Arrange me? Do you think you are a detective?"

Unexpectedly, Li Zhengtao nodded solemnly: "You are really right. I think the superintendent will announce the news tomorrow morning."

Cheng Jian was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned ugly.

Li Zhengtao would not joke about this kind of thing.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something. You are not allowed to interfere with anything on the dock in the future."

……

Getting ahead is a process of constantly being taught a lesson.

From the beginning of the fight for territory, Wu Shihao knew that one day he would be killed.

Wu Shihao has never been afraid of being troubled. In his opinion, he has no business acumen. If he wants to get ahead, he only needs courage.

My father once said that life and death are determined by destiny, and wealth is determined by heaven.

As long as you are brave enough, are you still afraid of trouble from those useless people in the world?

What's more, he is not alone. There are two to three hundred brothers under his command, no less than those with the prefix "Da Zi".

After all, it's just a ruthless competition.

Since the other party can't kill you, it's the same thing if you kill the other party yourself.

Wu Shihao squinted his eyes, stamped out the cigarette butt still on the ground, and blew out a mouthful of cigarette smoke.

At this time, his arm was wrapped with white gauze, and the solidified blood dyed the gauze dark red.

It was already half past nine in the evening. On the street outside, pedestrians were weaving in and out, and cars were speeding by from time to time.

Although he had been waiting for almost an hour, Wu Shihao was not in a hurry and still drank tea slowly, looking out the window at the police station across the street from time to time.

It was not until nearly ten o'clock that Wu Shihao finally saw He Yi walking out of the police station and heading towards the teahouse.

Wu Shihao raised his hand to the boy beside him:

"Bring me a pot of hot tea and some ready-made snacks, thank you."

"Wait a moment, come right away."

Seeing He Yi walking into the teahouse, Wu Shihao, who was sitting by the window, stood up.

"Sir, here."

He Yi came over, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No."

Wu Shihao shook his head.

At this time, the waiter came over with three or four kinds of refreshments, then turned back and came over with a pot of hot tea.

Wu Shihao stood up to pick it up, made a cup of tea and placed it in front of He Yi.

"Just now, someone wanted to release Shi Zongming, and there was a conflict. Finally, he was stopped by Sir Li, which delayed a bit of time."

He Yi explained, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Shijiming?"

"He's the one who took people to the restaurant to kill you."

He Yi put down the tea cup and continued:

"Shi Shi obviously belongs to Zhong Tai, and Zheng Peng at Pier 5 also belongs to him."

Wu Shihao had no expression on his face and his tone was cold:

"In other words, the other party is from Lian Gongle!"

He wasn't too surprised, people with mixed prefixes were good-looking.

Those small prefixes may not dare to be spoken out, but Lian Gong Le is the biggest prefix on the dock. It is impossible to pretend that nothing happened if someone robbed the territory. It is not surprising that someone will take revenge.

"Ah."

He Yi nodded, looking a little serious:

"Zhong Tai belongs to Chen Shou. His territory is on Tai Ping Shan Street. He has been helping Chen Shou manage the gambling business in Sheung Wan.

After Hei Xinhua's death, Zhong Tai took over the other party's human-smuggling business on the dock, which was highly regarded by Chen Shou. This time he asked his subordinate Shi Shiming to do it, probably because of what happened during the day. "

"Thank you for tonight, Sir He. I'll treat you to tea another day. I have something else to do, so I'll take the first step."

Wu Shihao drank all the tea in his cup and stood up.

"Hey, wait a minute."

He Yi stopped Wu Shihao and whispered:

"Are you planning to touch Zhong Tai?"

He Yi's question was very direct.

He and Li An are not simply from the same hometown. Even Li Zhengtao regards him as Li An's person, so he doesn't have so many scruples when talking to Wu Shihao.

"Sir He, do you think Zhong Tai would let it go even if I pretended that this never happened?"

Wu Shihao did not answer, but asked a question, the meaning of the words was almost self-explanatory.

"That was not what I meant."

He Yi waved his hand and explained:

"I mean, should you discuss with Li An about touching Zhong Tai?"

Wu Shihao naturally understood the meaning of He Yi's words and said with a smile:

"I know the consequences of touching Zhong Tai. I will tell Brother An before doing anything."

He Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "I was almost hacked to death. If it were me, I would be furious. I'm worried that you will lose your mind."

Wu Shihao smiled and said no more. After settling the bill, he turned around and left the teahouse.

……

Kowloon Walled City, third floor of the dance hall.

Jingle bell bell~

The clear phone ring rang.

"Hey."

Li An picked up the receiver and listened quietly.

He didn't speak until Wu Shihao finished speaking:

"Didn't I tell you? You can take care of things on the dock. You can make your own decision."

"I got it, Brother An."

Wu Shihao's voice came from the other end of the phone, and then the phone was hung up.

Li An dialed another number, whispered a few words and then hung up.

After pondering for a while, he finally left the ballroom.

(End of this chapter)