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

Chapter 251: Eating Cold Rice, Chen Zhichao

The incident happened suddenly, and by the time the horse-faced young man reacted, Feng Huiya had already run away.

She ran and shouted for help, and in the blink of an eye she had run five steps away. She didn't look fragile or injured at all.

"How dare you play tricks on me, you bitch?"

The horse-faced young man became angry, cursed, and quickly chased after him.

The man behind him who was about to call a rickshaw to turn back and the younger brother who was hit on the head by a high heel followed closely behind with grim expressions.

People of all kinds were mixed together on the street. They naturally noticed the scene of the horse-faced young man and three grown men chasing a woman while cursing.

However, most of them just watched coldly. Even if someone wanted to help, they gave up the idea of ​​stepping forward after seeing the unfriendly faces of the three people.

"You damn bitch, where are you going to run to?"

Hearing the scolding from the horse-faced young man behind her, Feng Huiya couldn't help but quicken her pace, and her red face couldn't help but show some panic.

She grew up in a wealthy family and was well-educated. Her father was a doctor and her mother was an accountant. She grew up in a women's college and attended the University of Hong Kong, majoring in management. After graduation, she worked in two trading companies. The people she met were all polite and well-spoken. They were completely different from the gangsters and had no intersection with them.

She had the impression that the bad guys were those who did not work properly and committed crimes.

No matter what the real purpose of these people was, or whether they had any ill intentions towards her, she was not going to go with them.

The footsteps behind me were getting closer and closer, and it seemed that I would be caught by the other party in the next moment.

But Feng Huiya's strength was gradually failing and her steps were becoming heavier.

The horse-faced young man took a step forward and reached out to grab Feng Huiya, but he found that two patrolling soldiers in uniform were walking towards them not far away.

Feng Huiya's eyes lit up and she shouted loudly: "Sir, help me~"

"Stop! What are you doing?"

The horse-faced young man did not stop. Instead, he took two quick steps and grabbed Feng Huiya's arm.

Two uniformed soldiers came over quickly, and the one who was shouting angrily shouted:
"I told you to stop, but you couldn't hear me!"

The horse-faced young man took out a few banknotes from his pocket, stuffed them into the hand of the military uniform calmly, and pointed at Feng Huiya: "Sir, we are Shengyi's people. This woman is the one my eldest brother wants to see, and we will definitely not embarrass her. Give me some face and I will treat you two sirs to tea another day."

Shengyi is a branch of the He clan and has great influence in Kowloon. It is not something that two small soldiers in uniform can offend. The young man with a horse face is fearless.

Feng Huiya noticed the horse-faced young man's little trick. Seeing that people were stopping to watch, she calmed down a little and said righteously:
"Sir, Andri Law Firm is our company's legal advisor. There are so many people witnessing what happened today. If you don't act according to the law, our company will definitely hire a lawyer to file a complaint against you."

The uniform touched the banknote hesitantly.

On one side is the Hezi Law Firm, and on the other side is the foreign law firm. Isn't this putting him in a difficult position?
After hesitating for a moment, he finally slapped the banknote back into the horse-faced young man's hand.

The horse-faced young man glanced at Feng Huiya and said to the military uniform:
"Sir, you won't even give me this little bit of face, right?"

The military uniform didn't want to offend Shengyi's people, nor did he want to offend the lawyer. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he wanted to smooth things over and pretend nothing happened, but the young man spoke a little aggressively, and he couldn't help but glare at him:
"So do you still want to leave? If not, come back to the police station with us."

Listening to what the two said, Feng Huiya looked unhappy. She thought of something and said:
"Sir, my boss knows the fat guy in your police station. You can't let them go."

She suddenly remembered that Li An once told her that if anyone wanted to cause trouble, they could look for Zhuyouzai.

"Do you know Brother Zai?"

The uniform paused: "Who is your boss?"

"Lee An."

As soon as he heard the name Li An, his military uniform immediately changed into a serious face.

He pointed at the horse-faced young man and said, "I told you to leave just now, but you refused. You don't have to leave now. Come with us to the police station."

"My eldest brother is Huang Qiang..."

"Huang Qiang, right? Someone will ask him to go to the police station."

The military uniform nodded and continued, "Behave yourself and don't even think about running away. If you run away, your big brother will obediently send you to the police station..."

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Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, 2nd floor, Criminal Investigation Division.

The door of the interrogation room was open. Feng Huiya, who was sitting on a chair outside, could clearly see the horse-faced young man with his hands tied and lying on the ground, being beaten like a sandbag by two policemen.

He was curled up, and the screams coming out of his mouth made Feng Huiya's eyelids twitch uncontrollably. This also made her, who was entering the police station for the first time, secretly shocked by the police's recklessness.

Zhuyouzai, who was sitting opposite her, had a very friendly look on his face.

"Ms. Feng, if this idiot dares to cause trouble to you, I will definitely make him suffer. As for those restless brokers, I will also greet them well, and this kind of thing will never happen again in Tsim Sha Tsui."

Feng Huiya took a deep breath, and without looking at the interrogation room, she stood up and said to Zhu Youzai:
"...Thank you, sir. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." "Ms. Feng, you're too polite. We're all family, there's no need to be so formal. I'll have someone take you back to the company."

Zhuyouzi waved his hand and said to the military uniform beside him: "Huizi, drive my car to take Miss Feng back."

"Got it, brother."

The uniformed officer who had brought a few people to the police station earlier responded.

Feng Huiya did not refuse. The man in military uniform named Huizai took the car keys and led Feng Huiya to the stairwell.

While walking down the stairs, Huizi said a little embarrassedly: "Ms. Feng, I didn't know you were Mr. Li's man. I'm really sorry for what happened today. I hope Miss Feng doesn't take it to heart."

Feng Huiya was not a stubborn person. Seeing Junfu lowered his posture to apologize, she said politely, "No, I don't blame those who don't know."

"Thank you, Miss Feng."

Huizi breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Huiya could see that Huizai seemed really worried that she would say something bad about him in front of Li Ang, and she couldn't help but feel curious.

"My boss has a good relationship with that police officer just now?"

"Mr. Li is a friend of Inspector Lei Luo. Brother Zai has already informed everyone in the police station. If Miss Feng had made her relationship clear from the beginning, I would have brought that bastard to the police station a long time ago..."

As Huizai was speaking, a middle-aged man with a greasy face was brought upstairs by two plainclothes officers, and the two sides passed each other.

"Ms. Feng, this is Huang Qiang. People call him Koushui Qiang (meaning he makes a living by talking). He runs two mahjong parlors and is mainly a broker in the underworld. In addition, he also does business like house sales and shop rentals..."

.........

"be honest."

Huang Qiang was forced to sit on a chair, with a fainted horse-faced young man at his feet. Zhuyouzi lit a cigarette and pulled a chair to sit opposite him.

"Saliva Qiang, do you know why I asked you to come to the police station?"

Huang Qiang swallowed his saliva and smiled on his greasy face: "Brother Zai, you know I have always been well behaved and paid my monthly fees in full. I don't know how I have offended you, brother Zai?"

Zhuyouzi chuckled, kicked the horse-faced young man on the ground, and his tone turned cold:

"You know your own little brother, don't you? You're so brave, you even dare to take over Luo Ge's friend's business. I can't help but ask you to come over and have a chat."

"Brother Zai, I really don't know. I just wanted to talk to Miss Feng about cooperation. I didn't want to embarrass her."

Huang Qiang tried his best to explain.

"You are a shady person. Have you ever done anything legitimate? Do you know how to run a business? You don't know anything, and yet you're still looking for someone to cooperate with you?"

Lard Boy sneered.

Anxin Real Estate Agency under Li An's name is just a small company, but it has been very popular in the past few days in selling advertisements, and has snatched a lot of business from brokers. Even without saying anything, one can roughly guess what Huang Qiang is thinking. Talking about cooperation is fake, and whether there is any advantage to be gained is the real thing.

He turned to look at the two plainclothes detectives standing beside him: "Give him a hard time, and then send him to the detention room along with this kid."

"Brother Zai, please listen to my explanation..."

Before Huang Qiang could say something, Zhuyouzai had already left the interrogation room and closed the door behind him.

"Assen."

An agent came over.

"Take a few guys and bring those gangsters from Tsim Sha Tsui to the police station and send them to the detention room to eat cold food for a few days to cool down."

"it is good."

The agent responded and turned away.

"I should be able to explain this to Li An now. Without those brokers, all the brokerage business in Tsim Sha Tsui belongs to his company."

Lard boy muttered.

He walked to the door of Lei Luo's office and pushed it open.

"Brother Luo."

After Zhuyouzai shouted, he looked at the man sitting opposite Lei Luo.

The man looked to be about 40 years old, wearing a beige suit with his shirt collar open, and a flamboyant look on his face that was not in line with his age.

Chen Zhichao.

"Mr. Chen."

(End of this chapter)