Hong Kong General: Hang me up and open it, the side effects of the young and dangerous guys will be

Chapter 104: Ah Heng fails, giving Watson a credit

Ye Wenxiao made 300 million in one night, becoming a true billionaire.

Just over three million, just a drop in the bucket.

But for these veterans who have come all the way to Hong Kong Island to make a living, it is definitely an astronomical figure.

For the sake of money, let alone letting them kill a few gangsters, they would not hesitate even if they were asked to kill the white governor of Hong Kong.

Wang Jianjun gave an order.

Thirty-five elite members of the Owl Shield Security Company were ready and formed a tactical team to move towards the warehouse.

At this time in the warehouse, Ah Heng was leaning against a box, drinking a little wine, and sitting with a few of his younger brothers playing poker.

Only two men were left at the door to guard it.

It was not convenient for them to transport so much ammunition from Tuen Mun to Tsim Sha Tsui in broad daylight. After all, the police were not there to do nothing.

In fact, the previous secret base of Chung Sun Yi was not so far away in Tuen Mun.

But ever since Luo Tianhong betrayed Zhongxinyi, Lian Haolong chose to move the warehouse where the arms were hidden here. After all, Luo Tianhong knew many of Lian Haolong's secrets.

Although Lian Haolong lost 50 million last night, they believed that they could make Ye Wenxiao pay back the money with interest tonight.

Ah Heng naturally became Lian Haolong's number one henchman. In the eyes of these loyal and righteous henchmen, Lian Haolong was a god.

Outside the warehouse, Wang Jianjun made a gesture and the team members acted quickly to guard the three exits of the warehouse.

However, Ah Heng and the others were unaware of the danger and were still playing cards boredly or leaning against the wall smoking and chatting, completely relaxing their vigilance.

"Crack! Crack!"

With two gunshots, the two thugs at the main entrance of the warehouse fell to the ground.

"Something's happening! Get some weapons!"

next second.

Ah Heng's face changed, he dropped the poker in his hand, picked up an M16 and squatted behind the bunker.

The other thugs picked up their guns and started shooting wildly at the door without even seeing the other party's face.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking windows, and Wang Jianjun and others threw smoke bombs into the warehouse.

With a hissing sound, thick white smoke rose up, covering the warehouse with thick smoke, choking Ah Heng and others.

Da da da.
Then bullets kept coming in from the back door, windows, and roof of the warehouse, and the enemy's firepower was extremely fierce.

Ah Heng and others were horrified.

But their vision was blocked and they couldn't find the direction to fight back.

"Brother Heng, what should we do? We are surrounded." The thugs were panicking and asked at a loss.

They had never seen such a scene before. In normal fights, they would just pick up guns and fight. How could they be so unsportsmanlike as to throw smoke bombs?

"How the hell should I know? We're all dead anyway, so the worst that can happen is we'll just fight them with guns." Ah Heng said angrily.

Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The security team of Xiaodun led by Wang Jianjun was well prepared and had extremely tacit tactical coordination. They were divided into three combat teams, each with a total of three people.

Attack, cover, and support each have their own responsibilities, and they form a triangle attack state when attacking.

Wang Jianjun, Wang Jianguo, and another veteran each led a combat team to ensure that everything was foolproof and to take up advantageous positions to launch attacks from different directions of the warehouse.

Bullets have no eyes, and the people on the other side are all desperate criminals.

The consequences of contempt will inevitably come at a price, and Wang Jianjun does not want to suffer any losses.

After a fierce exchange of fire, the gunfire in the warehouse gradually stopped.

Ye Wenxiao walked into the warehouse and saw several corpses lying all over the place.

Ah Heng had already been beaten into a hornet's nest and was in a desperate situation.

"What are the casualties?" Ye Wenxiao asked.

"Only two brothers suffered minor injuries, the others were unharmed." Wang Jianjun reported.

"Good job." Ye Wenxiao nodded, "Search all of them, don't miss anything."

Just as Susu said, the warehouse contained half a ton of flour, brand new ammunition, and even a lot of explosives.

"Fuck, he brought so many arms to deal with me. It seems that Lian Haolong really wants me to die. Take all the arms away." Ye Wenxiao thought about it and felt that the arms would still be useful if he kept them.

"Brother Xiaosha, what should we do with the flour? Should we burn it?" Wang Jianjun asked, knowing that his boss hated losing flour.

"No, I have my own arrangements."

Then Ye Wenxiao called Watson.

"Brother Xiaosha, what do you want from me?"

Hearing Ye Wenxiao's voice, Watson's tone sounded listless.

Since returning to the police force as an undercover agent, Watson has been ostracized everywhere, and many people have distanced themselves from him intentionally or unintentionally.

When an undercover agent is not accepted by both sides, it will be difficult for them to be trusted even if they return to the police force.

If it weren't for Ma Jun, he would have been transferred to the logistics department long ago.

"Watson, I have a credit for you." Ye Wenxiao smiled.

"What kind of credit is that? Please, Brother Xiaosha, please don't mess with me." Watson didn't believe it at all.

"There's a big fight going on in Tuen Mun, come quickly and catch the people! Preliminary estimates show that there is half a ton of flour, and it's of very high purity." Ye Wenxiao said with certainty.

"Is this true?" Watson opened his eyes wide.

"Why would I lie to you? I'm a five-star kind citizen."

Ye Wenxiao did Watson a favor and headed straight for Tsim Sha Tsui, heading towards the headquarters of Zhong Xin Yi.

As soon as Ye Wenxiao left, Lian Haodong rushed to the warehouse.

Seeing the devastating scene on the ground and the missing munitions, Lian Haodong was dumbfounded.

"Brother, this is bad. All the thugs in the Tuen Mun warehouse have been killed. Ah Heng is also dead. Even the arms have been stolen."

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, he quickly called Lian Haolong to report it.

"what?"

Lian Haolong slammed the table fiercely with a ferocious look on his face.

His heart was bleeding, these weapons were the capital he needed to kill Ye Wenxiao, and you told me they were all robbed?

"Stinky bitch!"

Lian Haolong cursed Susu in his heart and couldn't help regretting his neglect of her and not noticing her abnormality earlier.

"Adong, were our goods also stolen?" Lian Haolong asked.

"The goods are still there," Lian Haodong replied.

Hearing this, Lian Haolong's heart skipped a beat and he said anxiously, "Oh no, we've fallen into a trap. Come back quickly!"

Just as he finished speaking, bursts of urgent police car siren sounds were heard outside the warehouse.

A large number of PTU assault vehicles, serious crime squad, and Organized Crime and Triad officers surrounded the warehouse.

"Brother, we are surrounded!"

Lian Haodong was horrified. He never expected it to be a trap.

"Adong, we have been betrayed by a traitor. You must lead our men to break out quickly." Lian Haolong said urgently.

"Fight them."

Lian Haodong decisively chose to break out. If he was caught, he would have been sentenced to life in prison.

But it is not easy for him to break through.

After Watson reported the news, Huang Zhicheng led the Serious Crime Squad and the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and rushed to Tuen Mun without stopping and surrounded the warehouse. This was a big case.

Once this major case of half a ton of flour is solved, Huang Zhicheng will be able to walk around freely in the entire Kowloon General Police Department.

(End of this chapter)