Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 272 Situ Jie, it must feel terrible to be wronged, right?

Zhang Chongbang, Great White Shark, and the others were furious, wishing they could tear Chen Shixian's mouth apart.

Unfortunately, the bailiffs didn't give them any chance. Before they could even utter a word, their hands were knocked to the ground by the police batons.

They all had swollen faces as they were escorted out of the courtroom and will subsequently be handed over to the Correctional Services Department.

They began their prison sentence.

Chen Shixian, Qiu Gangao, Baozhu, and the others watched Zhang Chongbang and his escort vehicle leave, their faces beaming with smiles.

The group stood side by side, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, their expressions much calmer than before, less menacing.

"That's wonderful!"

"That bastard Zhang Chongbang is about to go to jail, haha!"

"Those who harmed us have all received their just deserts; this is what they mean by 'retribution is swift'!"

"Finally, we can be ourselves!"

Qiu Gang'ao and his companions chatted away, each offering their own opinion, their mood incredibly cheerful.

"Has everyone forgotten about one person?"

Young Master Qiang suddenly spoke, his eyes filled with malice.

"Situ Jie?"

Chen Shixian, with a cigarette butt in his mouth, patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten."

"Brother Xian, when it comes to him, it will truly be the end. When will we make our move?"

The popping beads opened quietly.

"Damn it, this is the courthouse entrance. You're talking to me about this? Do you really want to be an outlaw?"

Chen Shixian glanced at him, then swept his gaze over the expectant faces of Qiu Gang'ao and the others: "Now, given our status and position, Situ Jie is just a nobody."

"Where is it necessary to do it yourself?"

Let's set him up and send him on his way!

Qiu Gang'ao, Baozhu, Ahua, Aquan, and Gongziqiang all got excited again.

Chen Shixian smiled, his eyes calm; he had long since given up on dwelling on the past.

In the future, there is an even wider world waiting for him to explore.

……

On Hing Building, Tsim Sha Tsui.

This is an old, seventeen-story building standing in the central area, surrounded by cheap hotels and cluttered shops.

That evening, Situ Jie, dressed in military uniform and exhausted, returned to the 14th floor of Anqing Building after patrolling the streets.

As soon as I entered, I saw his wife, Lin Yunfang, dragging her luggage and pulling her child, ready to leave.

"came back?"

"The divorce agreement is on the table. After you sign it, a lawyer will contact you."

Lin Yunfang spoke in an icy tone, avoiding Situ Jie's gaze.

"The child is so young, where are you planning to take him?"

"Have you ever thought that your child would be very sad without a father?"

Situ Jie grabbed the suitcase to stop him.

"Is there a difference?"

“You patrol the streets all day, earning a salary of several thousand coins, and you’re never home.”

"They are also marginalized by the police force, and their future is predictable."

"Nowadays, what difference does it make whether a child has a father or not?"

“The children will be fine if they come to the US with me; it’s much better than them having to suffer here with you.”

Lin Yunfang made an agitated accusation.

"Ah Fang, I also started out in the military. Please give me a little more time."

Situ Jie lowered his face and pleaded earnestly.

"You used to be eighteen. How old are you now?"

"I've given you enough time."

A tear rolled down Lin Yunfang's cheek. She wiped it away decisively with the back of her hand, resolutely pulled her suitcase over, took the child's hand, slammed the door shut, and left.

"Ahhh!"

Situ Jie roared, grabbed the divorce agreement from the table, tore it to shreds, and threw it into the air.

Shredded paper fell from his head like snowflakes.

Just like his fragmented life now.

Before the incident at the Cointreau Hotel, he was considered to have a successful career and a happy family.

Now his wife and children are gone, and his career is out of the question.

With a wry smile, he pried open a bottle of beer, sat on the low sofa, ate a plate of peanuts, and turned on the TV.

The loud noise from the television calmed his troubled heart a little.

Every time he gets home, he turns on the TV, not because he wants to watch anything.

The main reason is to add more sound and liveliness to the house, so it doesn't feel so cold and lonely.

Before his demotion, his home was frequently visited by people who would drink and watch football games together.

Now, the place is deserted.

Situ Jie took a swig of wine and cursed, "Reality! Everyone's like this, so realistic!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the television program.

"Focusing on current events and engaging in in-depth dialogue, this is Focus Interview, and I am your host, Le Huizhen."

"Today, the court indicted six former police officers, including Cheung Chung-pong, on seven charges, including manslaughter, torture resulting in death, violation of police regulations, falsification, fabrication of facts, and fraud."

"After trial, the charges were upheld. Now, let's take a look at the details of the court proceedings."

"Please look, here's a special report!"

Lok Wai-ching sat upright at the table, her expression serious and focused as she began to broadcast the news.

Situ Jie put down the wine bottle and stared intently at the television, watching the details of the court proceedings. The more he watched, the more his heart pounded with fear.

This scene seemed familiar.

If it weren't for Zhang Chongbang standing in the courtroom, he would have thought he was seeing things and that the video was of the trial of Chen Shixian and Qiu Gangao.

"As the on-site commander at the time, I did order them to rescue the hostages as quickly as possible in order to save them."

"However, I have never asked them to use extreme measures, nor have I allowed them to abuse their power, and of course I will not allow them to kill anyone!"

When Zhang Wenyao uttered those familiar words, Situ Jie was stunned.

These are his original words!

how come?
This is so weird.

When the camera panned across the audience, it saw the mocking faces of Chen Shih-hsien, Chiu Kang-ao, and Bao-zhu.

Situ Jie's heart pounded, and even his breathing became deep.

This is wrong!

A policeman's keen senses alerted him to the problem: why were Chen Shixian and his gang everywhere?
They were there at the Cointreau Hotel, they were there at the court hearing, and Zhang Chongbang's fate is similar to theirs back then.

This is revenge, this is absolutely a grand revenge plan!
It was Chen Shixian and Qiu Gang'ao who set this up.

Wang Kun is dead, Huo Zhaotang is dead, Zhang Chongbang is in jail...

All those involved in Huo Zhaotang's kidnapping case met tragic ends.

Including him!
No, compared to that, his fate wasn't tragic enough; he was only demoted.

Is it...

Next up, it's his turn!
Situ Jie shuddered, a chill running from his feet to the back of his head. Cold sweat dripped down his back, and he panicked.

"Ding dong!"

The sudden doorbell ringing sounded like a death knell.

His expression turned horrified, like a frightened bird. He pulled out his sidearm and cautiously walked to the door.

"Who?"

"Sir, He Ji Fast Food, your wife ordered you a boxed meal and told you to eat well."

An unfamiliar voice came from outside the door.

Situ Jie frowned. He Ji Fast Food was a small shop he often ordered takeout from.

But his wife had just left, and she still had the heart to order him dinner?
With suspicion in his heart, he gripped the gun behind his back and opened the door a crack.

He only accepted the meal after seeing that it was delivered to him by a Heji employee who often delivered food to him.

They carefully carried the food into the house.

Situ Jie was very cautious and didn't even open the food; instead, he threw it directly into the toilet.

He then quickly retreated to the living room and lay down.

"Oh!"

Sure enough, with a muffled thud, the toilet shattered, and sewage spilled all over the floor.

Fortunately, the bomb was not very powerful.

This seems to be just a warning.

Situ Jie was shocked; this was indeed aimed at him.

Chen Shixian and his men are about to make their move against him.

Those who wronged them back then will all pay the price!
We can't stay here anymore.

Hong Kong Island is no longer a safe place to stay.

Situ Jie was quite self-aware; he was currently just a soldier, while Chen Shixian was a big boss whose status was rising and whose background was becoming increasingly powerful.

The other party has a security company, triad support, and connections with high-ranking police officers. They have money and connections.

If he were to casually hand over any amount of money, countless people would rush up to him, wanting to take his life.

Crushing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

So, in a panic, he grabbed two pieces of clothing, stuffed them into his suitcase, and took the cash from the safe, along with the gun.

Call the airline immediately to book your ticket.

"Okay, Mexico is fine too. Right now, wherever there are tickets available, please book one for me!"

Situ Jie booked his flight, grabbed his passport, and hurriedly opened the door to head to the airport.

Let's run away first and avoid the limelight for a while.

Upstairs not far away, Ah Quan watched as Situ Jie fled in panic, looking like a stray dog.

Excitedly, he reported to Chen Shixian, "Brother Xian, Situ Jie is terrified. Just as you predicted, he ran faster than a rabbit and headed for the airport."

"Okay, let's call A'ao and the others, and go to the airport to watch the show together!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Shixian immediately called Zhang Wenyao: "Zhang sir, it's time for you to make a contribution again."

"Who are you going to target this time?"

Zhang Wenyao asked with a wry smile.

“Inspector Zhang, what are you saying? I’m providing you with a tip. A police officer has fallen into depravity, colluding with drug dealers to smuggle drugs. He’s about to take the 20:10 flight to Mexico.”

"The police force cannot afford to produce any more scoundrels. Shooting them on the spot to uphold the reputation of the police force is your duty, isn't it?"

Chen Shixian smiled faintly.

"understand!"

Zhang Wenyao reluctantly agreed.

It all started when Chen Shixian had leverage over him and took credit for the favors Chen Shixian offered him.

Then you will no longer be free.

He became a weapon in the police force for the other party.

This can't go on forever.

Zhang Wenyao secretly thought that after finishing this deal, he must find a way to break free from Chen Shixian's control.

Otherwise, there is no future.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenyao made a call to his colleague with a stern face: "Tell everyone in Group A to return to the team. We received a tip that someone is smuggling drugs at Kai Tak Airport."

"Head to the airport immediately to meet up."

Fifteen minutes later, at Kai Tak Airport.

"Put your luggage on the security checkpoint and go through security."

Situ Jie, carrying his luggage and having collected his ticket, arrived at the security checkpoint, where a uniformed security officer gave him a reminder.

Situ Jie handed his luggage to the security officer.

The security officer pulled his hat down low, opened his suitcase, and casually rummaged through it a couple of times.

Then, she zipped the luggage up again and calmly handed it back to Situ Jie: "Okay, you can go now."

Situ Jie was carrying his luggage and wondering why his suitcase felt heavier.

He didn't think much of it and was just about to walk inside.

"and many more!"

Zhang Wenyao and his men, along with a group of his men, suddenly surrounded them.

Fang Yiwei, Chen Jin, Wei Jinghao, and the others all stared intently at Situ Jie.

"Officer Zhang, what's going on? Is there an operation tonight?"

Situ Jie had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation.

They assumed Zhang Wenyao was just at the airport and needed to cooperate, so they greeted him with a smile.

"Don't try to get close to me, Situ Jie. We've received a report that you're suspected of drug possession and trafficking. We're going to inspect your luggage now."

"Please cooperate!"

Zhang Wenyao, his face tense, showed his identification and spoke with a serious expression.

Situ Jie's face froze instantly, and his heart tightened.

He understood that this must have been the work of Chen Shixian and his gang.

Now he understood why Zhang Wenyao could say the exact same things he had said back then in court.

Because Zhang Wenyao is Chen Shixian's man!

Situ Jie's heart pounded wildly; even a police superintendent of the rank of Military Commissioner was easily outmaneuvered by Chen Shixian.

It seems we seriously underestimated Chen Shixian's abilities!
Situ Jie forced a smile and said, "Officer Zhang, are you kidding me? I'm a policeman, how could I possibly be hiding or trafficking drugs?"

"You're a national hero now, so don't slander people, or you'll only bring trouble upon yourself."

Zhang Wenyao said bluntly, "Whether I'm slandering someone or not, you'll know once you open your luggage."

"Bullshit!"

"I just went through security, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with my luggage!"

Situ Jie argued loudly.

“Situ Jie, you’re a police officer too, you know that everything requires evidence.”

"You think you can just say you don't have it and then you don't?"

"I was saying I did."

"If everything depends on what you say, what's the point of having police?"

After saying this with disdain, Zhang Wenyao waved his hand and said, "Fang Yiwei, help Situ Jie check him out."

Fang Yiwei, Chen Jin, and others immediately stepped forward, adopting a businesslike demeanor.

"Go ahead and investigate. If you find nothing, I'll hire a lawyer to sue you!"

Situ Jie had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he still handed over the suitcase.

At the same time, he was holding the gun hidden in his lower back, ready to leave at any moment.

"Crench."

Fang Yiwei slowly opened the luggage bag.

Situ Jie's heart also jumped.

"Clap!"

The suitcase lid opened, revealing a pile of messy clothes, and Situ Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yiwei rummaged through the items for a bit, picked up two shirts, and suddenly revealed two large transparent bags filled with white flour underneath.

He reached out and took it out.

"Gudu!"

Seeing this, Situ Jie's Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed hard, and his eyes widened in disbelief!
In an instant, his face turned pale, his body stiffened, and the hair on his body stood on end!

The brain shut down completely.

What the hell?

When did two large bags of flour get mixed into his luggage?!
Damn it, I've been framed!
He looked incredulously at the security guard who had a slight smile on his lips.

This security inspector was actually a member of the black army of Umbrella Security Company, Drill.

What Situ Jie didn't know was that the security task at Kai Tak Airport had already been taken over by the Protectorate.

It's about switching shifts.

It goes unnoticed by gods and ghosts.

Taking advantage of the case, he secretly added something to Situ Jie's luggage.

"Officer Zhang, it's high-purity heroin!"

Fang Yiwei's expression changed drastically, and he shouted.

"Shh!"

At the same time, the instant he saw the white face, Zhang Wenyao had already drawn his gun, pointed it at Situ Jie, and shouted:

"Situ Jie, you've been caught red-handed. Now, do you have anything to say?"

Situ Jie's hand gripping the gun slipped, and his breathing became rapid. He looked around warily, just considering whether he should run away.

But in an instant, I was startled and felt a wave of fear wash over me.

No, this must be a setup by Chen Shixian and his gang. If he runs away, it would confirm his guilt.

Then he's doomed!

If we choose to compromise and take him back to the police station, there might still be room for maneuver.

Thinking of this, he changed his mind and was about to raise his hands to surrender, but his hands had just come out from behind his waist.

"Watch out, the suspect has a gun, resist!"

"boom!"

Zhang Wenyao made a big fuss over nothing and roared, then fired a shot that hit Situ Jie in the shoulder.

He just wanted to make things bigger.

"I'll fuck your mother!"

Situ Jie's face hardened, feeling that the bitterness in his heart was more than the Yellow River and that he was more wronged than Dou E.

At this point, he no longer harbored any illusions, drew his gun, and fired.

"Boom!"

Two shots felled a police officer, and Szeto Kit returned fire as he ran away.

"what!"

The gunshots plunged the waiting area into chaos, screams echoed throughout the space, and passengers fled in panic.

(End of this chapter)