Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 113: The Police Are Procrastinating (Part )

A Zha is even lazier.

"Brother Shan, you were not sincere in the first place. If you do this now, we will become wanted criminals in Hong Kong in the future. Do you still have the nerve to ask us for compensation?"

Brother Shan looked at A Zha in disbelief. Is this something a human can say?
He was too lazy to argue with A Zha and turned to look at Tony:
"Tony, is there anyone as big as you?"

"Why don't you take the lead when something happens, and let your little brother handle everything?"

"I tell you, no matter what, you have to return the 20 million worth of goods to me."

"Every time we ask you for goods, you either say they are at sea or encounter stormy weather."

"If you don't compensate me, you should know my methods."

Tony picked up a stool and threw it at him without saying a word. Shan Ge was even more confused - you are wanted by the whole of Hong Kong, and you dare to hit me when you need me?
He was careless and didn't dodge!

Pfft!
Brother Shan fell to the ground all of a sudden and was hit by the chair and it hurt a lot.

Tony grinned, stepped forward and kicked Shan fiercely twice:

"This is how we three Vietnamese brothers do things. Do you have any objection?"

Shan Ge suddenly realized that he didn't understand the three Tony brothers at all.

Tony squatted in front of Shan Ge and stretched out his hand to gently fan his face:
"You have the goods, and I have the channels."

"The cooperation between you and me is equal."

"In Vietnam, only the three of us brothers can handle it."

"If you want to take over the Vietnamese market, don't be so aggressive."

"Once we have sold all the goods, we will naturally give you the balance. Are you still worried that you won't get the money?"

Brother Shan thought to himself, I am damn sure that not only will I not get the goods, I will definitely not get the money either.

After hunting geese all day, this time he got pecked in the eye by a swallow.

Brother Shan immediately said:
"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Tony wasn't afraid of any tricks Shan might play, so he just let him go.

Brother Shan struggled to get up and glanced at the three brothers, who then laughed wildly.

He didn't even dare to say a harsh word and just left immediately.

At the beginning, he could still maintain his composure, but in the end he ran away.

The three Vietnamese brothers laughed even more happily.

Shan Ge ran to the door and cursed loudly:

"You three still want to go back to Vietnam, eat shit!"

A Zha pretended to swing his fist, and with a plop, Brother Shan fell down.

The three brothers laughed even more wildly.

Ah Zha mocked:
"You are the one who should eat shit, you are such a coward and you still want to go to hell? Go to hell!"

Tony suddenly stood in front of Ah Zha and shouted:

"Who?!"

Ah Zha asked quickly:

"what happened?"

Tony looked serious:

"Brother Shan didn't trip by himself, he was kicked down by someone."

"There's someone outside!"

This time, Azha and Ahu came over at the same time.

boom!
Shan Ge’s body was kicked high up and fell heavily to the ground.

The three brothers didn't even look at him.

Such people do not deserve their serious treatment.

Cold sweat appeared on the faces of the three brothers.

If they had not experienced the incident in Paris at Night, these three people would definitely not have been so cautious and serious in doing things.

A small nightclub made them realize that there are many hidden talents in the market.

Ah Zha said angrily:

"Who's out there?"

"If you are a hero, come out and see me. What kind of hero is he who hides his head and shows his tail?"

Someone outside the door chuckled:

"We have been standing here the whole time, and we haven't hidden anything from you."

Wang Jianjun, Luo Tianhong and Wu Zhaonan walked in one after another.

Ah Hu was furious:
"Asshole Ah Shan, you actually led people to ambush us."

Brother Shan was almost out of breath after being kicked by Wang Jianjun. He was so angry that he almost died after hearing these words. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and yelled with all his remaining strength:

"Are you fucking idiots?"

"If this was someone I brought with me, would they treat me like this?"

"I was so blind to cooperate with you guys!"

Wang Jianjun walked forward slowly, and the three-edged military bayonet was retracted in an instant. Shan Ge covered his neck with both hands and gurgled, and the blood gushed out unstoppably.

The three Vietnamese brothers were horrified.

Wang Jianjun said slowly:

"All those who lost their fans should die."

Wu Zhaonan saw it clearly from the side. The three-edged bayonet accurately pierced the carotid artery in the neck. This guy was really ruthless.

But the next moment he became excited:

"Brothers, there are only three of us left. Let's take one each."

Awu must surpass them in this job and defend his honor.

He wanted to let Wang Jianjun and Luo Tianhong know that being good at fighting may not necessarily be good at this kind of work.

Ah Zha frowned and asked:

"who are you?"

Wu Zhaonan was overjoyed:
"This is the leader, he's mine."

Wang Jianjun kicked the big man Shan Ge and sent him flying. Wu Zhaonan felt that he could not do it. The movement of wielding the triangular spear was steady, accurate and fierce, but he still felt that he could not do it.

Wu Zhaonan didn't want these two people to steal his credit. As long as he could get rid of the leader, he could go back and ask Liang Kun for more money, so he rushed forward immediately.

Tony was furious. How dare you touch my brother? Did you know that he was stabbed forty-seven times to protect me?

Looking at Wu Zhaonan rushing towards him, Tony suddenly gave him a flying kick.

boom!
Poor Wu Zhaonan, he was kicked back after just one encounter.

Luo Tianhong laughed and said:
"Brother Jun, this guy is really not an expert."

Wu Zhaonan felt ashamed and embarrassed. He was really looked down upon by others!
Wang Jianjun shook his head slightly:
"This is a warehouse sealed off by the police. We can't stay here for long. Let's make it quick and decisive."

"You deal with the third one, and I'll deal with Tony and the eldest."

Wu Zhaonan said quickly:

"Leave it to me, Boss."

Wang Jianjun glanced at him with an indifferent expression:

"Then you have to hurry up!"

Wang Jianjun took out a triangular military bayonet and rushed towards Tony.

Any soldier in my hometown, whether active or not, will only get bonuses when fighting two types of people: one is Okamoto, and the other is the drug dealer. That is a deep hatred engraved in the blood.

Wang Jianjun held the triangular bayonet in reverse hand, holding it in his hand but not firing it, which put a lot of pressure on Tony.

The two of them fought each other for just one round, and Tony was horrified:

"Ah Hu, take big brother away!"

The three-edged bayonet was swung out at this time, and it pierced Tony's forearm.

"You dare to talk and distract yourself while fighting with me? You're so brave." Wang Jianjun's cold voice suddenly rang out.

Luo Tianhong felt inexplicably frightened after hearing this.

I secretly compared the differences between Wang Jianjun and Li Fu. Li Fu would leave some leeway before attacking, but Wang Jianjun was completely different. He would definitely not let you live if he could beat you to death.

The three-edged dagger succeeded, and Tony's shoulder was completely broken. Blood kept flowing, and Tony screamed louder and louder:
"Ah Hu, bring Big Brother..."

puff!

Wang Jianjun didn't care about their bullshit brotherhood. He inserted the three-edged military bayonet straight into Tony's chest and even stirred it.

Tony fell to the ground and turned to look at Ah Hu, only to see that the blue-haired boy had slashed Ah Hu's neck with a sword.

Ruined!
As Tony was thinking this, endless darkness came over him and he knew nothing.

Wu Zhaonan was shocked. Isn't this too fast?
Are these two people human?

He's even more of a killer than me!

I can’t stand being outdone by these two anymore. I have to quickly knock down the guy in front of me. No, kill him!

Wu Zhaonan gritted his teeth and punched Azha in the face left and right. Azha had been locked up for many days and was the weakest among the three brothers.

After all, Wu Zhaonan was also a turret sent out by the Number Gang. How could he be his opponent?

puff.

Finally, he couldn't bear Wu Zhaonan's heavy punch and fell to the ground.

Wu Zhaonan clapped his hands, looked at the two of them, and said loudly:
"I'm not bad either!"

Wang Jianjun slowly approached him, and Wu Zhaonan took two steps back in fear:
"what do you want to do?"

"Are we all from Hongxing?"

The three-edged bayonet flashed and pierced through Ah Zha's chest, killing him instantly.

Wang Jianjun then said to Wu Zhaonan:
"This warehouse is sealed off by the police. Your actions are too long-winded. You can be more concise."

Wu Zhaonan just felt his scalp tingling.

Luo Tianhong smiled and said:
"Brother Jun, you just promised me that you would have a good fight with me when you get back."

Wang Jianjun nodded helplessly.

Wu Zhaonan looked at the two people as if they were two monsters.

What the hell is this?
Is it so joyful to fight against such a killing machine?

Go crazy!
Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!
Wu Zhaonan wisely restrained his momentum and dared not provoke the two again.

Wang Jianjun ordered:

"Get these four guys into the car."

Wu Zhaonan said quickly:

"The pheasant has been arranged."

"We don't need to worry about these things." Wang Jianjun glanced at him again, which made Wu Zhaonan feel numb:

"There can't be any mistakes in what the boss has told us to do."

"Let's go along."

Wu Zhaonan could only nod and agree, not daring to resist at all.

So the three of them watched as the younger brothers sent by Shan Ji dragged the bodies of the three Vietnamese brothers and Shan Ge to the beach, threw them on the firewood, poured gasoline on them, and burned them to ashes.

Then they brought in sea water to wash it clean.

Wang Jianjun nodded with satisfaction and then said goodbye to everyone.

Wu Zhaonan returned to Liang Kun in a depressed mood, and the latter asked:
"Things aren't going well?"

Wu Zhaonan shook his head:

"very smooth."

Liang Kun is very strange:
"Then why do you look like this?"

Wu Zhaonan sighed:
"Where did Brother Feng find these two guys?"

"These two don't look like gangsters."

Liang Kun said curiously:

"Don't look like a gangster?"

Wu Zhaonan whispered:

"Their moves were clean and sharp, and every move was aimed at the vital points."

"They're not fighting to establish their authority, absolutely not."

"They want to kill people."

"Much more efficient than any knifeman I've ever seen."

Wu Zhaonan did not hide anything from Liang Kun and told him everything he saw, even the things that embarrassed him. This guy really has a good work ethic.

"Those two guys are horrible. Fortunately, they are on your side, boss."

Liang Kun was immediately excited:

"Awu, I'll make you ask for more money all day long."

"Now you know what a master is, right?"

Wu Zhaonan immediately said:

"Boss, you didn't tell me in advance that Wang Jianjun was so powerful. I was scared. I have to pay more."

Liang Kun roared:
"Go to bed!"

Luo Tianhong and Wang Jianjun said goodbye to everyone in Mong Kok and returned to Li Fu’s villa on the hillside of Taiping Mountain. The blue-haired boy called Lin Feng and told him everything quickly.

The other party replied:
"understood."

The blue-haired boy looked at the hung-up phone in his hand and was very surprised:
"Hey, why do I hear someone crying?"

Neither Wang Jianjun nor Wang Jianguo wanted to pay attention to him.

Luo Tianhong is a good kid who studies hard, and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Jun, Brother Guo, someone is crying in our family."

Wang Jianjun sighed and asked Wang Jianguo:

"You follow the boss and have a lot of friends. If there's a cleaner store, throw this kid in there tomorrow."

Wang Jianguo thought for a moment and said:
"Then why not just go find Shan Ji? He's good at that stuff, so he should have a cleaner shop."

Luo Tianhong asked the two cautiously:
"What do you want to do to me?"

Wang Jianjun said unhappily:
"You little brat, you haven't grown up yet, remember you didn't hear anything tonight."

Luo Tianhong was not convinced and said with his neck stiff:
"I heard it. I really heard it. There was a woman crying over there."

Wang Jianjun took a deep breath and waved to him:
"Come on, come on..."

Luo Tianhong said blankly:

"Where to go?"

Wang Jianjun was speechless:

"Don't you want to practice with me?"

"Coming or not?"

Luo Tianhong was delighted:
"Come here."

Wang Jianjun chuckled:
"I will teach you a set of Kung Fu later."

Luo Tianhong became even more excited.

Wang Jianguo was speechless. His elder brother wanted to prevent Tianhong from getting out of bed tomorrow.

However, this is for the kid's own good. If he really says something embarrassing in front of the boss, will the boss forgive him?
The crying voice of a woman in Lin Feng's house lasted until three o'clock in the morning.

Looking at Fang Ting who was sleeping on the bed, Lin Feng shook his head secretly:
"I can't do it tomorrow no matter what. If I do it again, it will really break down."

He was just a little unsatisfied, so he called someone.

Huang Bingyao was suddenly awakened from his dream. He picked up his phone and was about to curse when he suddenly realized that it was Lin Feng calling:
"Mr. Lin, if there is anything else, you don't need to call me now, right?"

"Can't we fight again tomorrow morning?"

Mr. Huang's words were full of resentment. Three o'clock! Three o'clock in the morning! I almost had a heart attack because of your call.

Lin Feng mocked:
"I'm a gangster. Which gangster gets up before noon?"

Huang Bingyao is angry but dares not speak out. Do you think you are right to be a gangster?
"I just heard that the three Vietnamese brothers and that bastard Shan brother have been fed to the fish."

"I think you are very concerned about this news, so I will tell you."

The phone hangs up.

Huang Bingyao stared at the phone blankly. Wouldn't it be the same if you told me the news tomorrow?

Suddenly he woke up with a start. What? The three Vietnamese brothers and Shan Ge were feeding the fish?
It was just fed to the fish. Was it killed and thrown into the sea?
It was 100% certain that it was Lin Sheng who killed them.

Huang Bingyao felt mixed emotions for a moment. Lin Feng's attitude towards drug dealers was well-known in Hong Kong.

The three Vietnamese brothers have not yet compensated Night Paris for its losses.

It was only natural for Lin Feng to get rid of them.

But...why does it feel like the Dark Judge?
No wonder Lin Feng complained about the low efficiency of the police force...

[Ding, today's intelligence system is refreshed. ]

[Politics (purple): George from the Special Branch of the Police Force is very interested in the distribution of social organizations in Hong Kong. He is ready to discuss related matters with the Commissioner of the ICAC.]

【Economy (Purple): Sir Lee has contacted many legislators and is stepping up efforts to promote the expansion of Sham Shui Po. 】

[Crime (Purple): A group of people nicknamed Doctors are targeting Russian jewellery currently on display in Hong Kong, which is worth 30 million US dollars.]

Lin Feng has already confirmed that he is the unlucky one in the lottery.

If Fang Ting hadn't been around, there might have been three white ones again.

The three purple messages left him speechless.

These three messages are more useful than each other.

Lin Feng thought about it and immediately took out his phone and called someone.

Huang Bingyao had just fallen asleep and was half asleep when a ding-dong sound suddenly rang out, nearly scaring him to the point of having a heart attack.

He picked up the phone angrily, and then was stunned. Why was it Lin Feng calling again?

"Mr. Lin...didn't we finish talking about what happened just now?"

Mr. Huang's tone was as resentful as it could be.

"You hung up the phone so quickly just now that I didn't even finish what I was saying."

Lin Feng lied with his eyes open.

Mr. Huang was almost angry to death. Was he the one who died first?

It was obviously you who hung up first, right?
Is it the evil person who makes the first complaint and then turns the tables?

Huang Bingyao wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare to do so because he was facing Lin Feng:
"Mr. Lin, what did you forget to say just now?"

Lin Feng said bluntly:
"I want one million for this news."

Huang Bingyao's heart was filled with alarm bells, and he immediately cried poor:
"Mr. Lin, I'm just a small police inspector, where can I get the money?"

Lin Feng laughed and said:

"I'm not making a deal with you. I'm making a deal with the West Kowloon Department."

"If you don't have money, forget it."

"Good morning."

Huang Bingyao said quickly:
"No, no, no... I have money, I have money!"

The West Kowloon Headquarters is really rich these days.

The big case of the Ni family had just been solved. The higher-ups were particularly happy and were willing to allocate funds. A lot of stuck funds were allocated taking advantage of this favorable situation.

The West Kowloon Office is a wealthy and powerful company.

Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"Boss Huang, you have obtained a lot of information from me."

"When have you ever seen me use other information to fool people?"

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly and said:
“Really not!”

Lin Feng was too lazy to care:

"Listen carefully, the doctor and his team have already set their sights on the Tsar's jewels, which are currently on display in Hong Kong and are worth 30 million US dollars..."

"Remember to send me the money tomorrow."

Huang Bingyao's eyes widened:

"Just one sentence, you want one million from me?"

"Also, who is that shitty doctor?"

Lin Feng mocked:
"If you don't know who the doctor is, then you have no use being the police chief."

boom!
Hang up.

Lin Feng stretched, took a shower, went straight to bed, and hugged his wife to look for Zhou Gong.

Huang Bingyao over there can't sleep.

Don’t look at Huang Bingyao’s disgust, he takes Lin Feng’s words very seriously.

The doctor has his eyes on 30 million worth of Tsarist Russian jewelry?
Just from this one sentence, he knew the importance of the matter.

With a simple conversion, the Tsar’s jewelry must be worth more than 200 million Hong Kong dollars, right?

What a huge case!
"Mr. Lin, calling me at three or four o'clock, obviously doesn't want me to fall asleep."

Doctor, Mr. Huang really doesn't have any impression of this. He is no longer a frontline criminal policeman. How could he be asked to inquire about some specific cases himself?

After a long wait, it was finally nine o'clock. Huang Bingyao directly took Chen Xinjian to his office:
"Who is the Doctor?"

(End of this chapter)