Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 104: Breaking through the underlying logic of the community - forming a vertical matrix
At the same time, at the intersection of Hankou Road, a He Shengyi henchman saw two trucks whizzing past him, and the carriages were full of thugs holding machetes and steel pipes.

"Calling headquarters, this is B2. Two vehicles carrying thugs entered Hankou Road from Haiphong Road. There are about 60-70 people. We are tracking them."

"Headquarters received this." A man replied in a deep voice and immediately switched the channel: "This is the command center. A large number of criminals are entering Hankou Road from Haiphong Road by car. All units along the route should be on high alert."

"I'm Omori, copy."

"Dynasty Nightclub received it."

"Night Club received."

"receive……"

"receive……"

The 14th floor of Wah Fung Building is one of the tallest buildings in Yau Tsim Mong District.

Liu Weichen, a retired chief inspector who was recruited from the police command center, put down his hand holding the teacup and turned his head to look over. "William, how do you feel?"

William looked around and said, "Oh, it seems like we are back to the police station again."

“It’s just that the venue is a little smaller, the decoration is not as impressive, the equipment is more basic, and the work is easier.”

These words made everyone in the command center laugh.

"Brother William, what does the police command center look like?" a younger brother who was studying with him asked with a smile.

"Call, call, this is AK18 Dynasty Nightclub, there are fucking henchmen coming!"

William gestured to the person next to him, and this time he replied slowly. "This is the headquarters. Got it. When you report the situation, first say the code name, then the number of attackers and their equipment. If you don't explain clearly, how can I send someone to you? F**K!!"

A man next to him smiled and picked up the call microphone, dialing the mobile group channel: "Calling BJ, calling BJ, this is the headquarters, I am Commander 'Owen', BK18 Dynasty Nightclub has been attacked, the number of attackers is unknown, the equipment is unknown, now order: BJ1, BJ2, BJ3, BJ4 immediately dispatched to provide support."

"Fuck your mother, they're all rushing in, code name, code name... BK1..." Fatty Nan, who was in charge of watching over the Dynasty Nightclub, was so pissed off. Why were they still fussing about this?

I will definitely file a complaint against these bastards who were dug out from the police force!

"The Dynasty Nightclub is BK18, remember that." William taught slowly, "Now report the number of attackers and their equipment."

After the arrangement was completed, Owen smiled and glanced at William, shook his head, and looked at Aji who was sitting in the main seat of the command center, "Mr. Ren, do you think we need to arrange a second line of defense?"

Aji asked expressionlessly: "Purpose?"

"Capturing them all or as much as possible can also prevent a second wave of attacks."

Aji thought about it and said, "Then let's show our strength and treat it as actual combat training."

"Calling BJ, calling BJ, this is headquarters, I am Commander 'Owen', now ordering: BJ5 to defend at the intersection of Jingcheng Road and Hankou Road, BJ6 to defend at the intersection of Nathan Road and Hankou Road."

……

In front of Dynasty Nightclub.

Two freight trucks stopped at the door, and a group of people holding machetes and steel pipes jumped down from them like dumplings, waving the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the entrance of the nightclub.

"Brother Nan, Brother Nan, some people are here to mess up the place, there are so many people!" Several parking guys at the door were so scared that they turned around and ran away without saying a word, but they did not forget to use the intercom of the Xiali to report the situation.

He rushed to the door of the nightclub, turned around, and slammed the door shut.

Having received the message to be careful in advance, Fatty Nan didn't take it seriously at first. Everyone in Yau Tsim Mong knows that the God of Wealth is in its heyday. He didn't expect that someone would really come to his door. He was running with an ugly face and swearing at the headquarters.

Damn it, when I was setting up this crappy command center, I gave meetings and lectures to these idiots who were there to watch the show. I did take notes and recognize every word, but putting them all together gives me a headache!

Those police officers didn't speak any human language, saying things like "opening up the underlying logic", "forming a vertical matrix", "reducing costs and increasing efficiency"...

Lower your mother's head!

He knew that the number of places for his thugs who were watching the scene had been reduced by half.

Now someone has come to the door, but there are not enough people. By the time the rescue comes, the place will have been smashed. By then, he will definitely blow the heads off those cops!

A Yong, Zhu Tou Bing's subordinate, rushed to the front and looked at the heavy door that was just one step away from closing with a grim expression!
How come you react so quickly?

impossible!

He raised his foot and kicked it hard, with a loud bang...

It's gone.

The two solid wooden doors weigh nearly one ton, and the bolts inside are made of thick steel plates.

"Fuck your stinky mother, smash it for me!"

The machete could still leave a mark on the red door, and the steel pipe would just knock off some paint. The thugs had no choice but to kick the door hard.

It's impossible to hit it, for fear of killing myself!

At the nightclub, a dozen thugs in black combat uniforms and holding batons stood at the door, looking at each other.

"Just waiting?"

"Which club are you from that's so bold?"

"My hen!"

Fatty Nan rushed to the door, took a look at the situation and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he yelled angrily on the intercom: "How many people are coming? What equipment do they have? The door is closed."

"Okay, got it. I'll report back when there's more." William hung up the phone.

"Mr. Ren, this is a problem." Deputy Manager Liu Weichen looked at Aji, "Our purpose is to protect the workplace and the safety of guests, so we require the people below to close the door immediately when they are attacked, but this also makes it impossible for us to know the situation outside. Although the mobile team and monitoring team that arrived at the scene later will report the situation, it is not timely after all." "What do you mean?"

"It would be best to install surveillance equipment at the door. While obtaining intelligence, we can also collect evidence of the attack, so that the police will be in trouble..." Liu Weichen couldn't help laughing as he spoke. He was the one who was causing trouble in his eyes a few months ago.

This smile amused everyone in the command center.

……

Two trucks were parked on the street, and dozens of people were banging around the gate, immediately attracting the attention of people on the street.

Passersby and members of other societies came out one after another, and someone immediately recognized it as the place where Shengyi Caishenyao was held. Haha, there was something exciting to watch again.

There was a lot of noise outside, but Fatty Nan inside was feeling bored and uncomfortable. In the past, when he encountered such a situation, he would grit his teeth and lead his men to rush forward and hack people. But this time, he could only listen through the door and felt... a little cowardly.

The good thing is that the guests in the venue don’t know anything at the moment and they continue singing and dancing!

I don’t know how many times Ayong kicked the door outside. It didn’t take long, only two or three minutes. He was so tired from kicking and scolding that he was out of breath.

"He Shengzi, you are so crazy, come out now, what's the point of being a coward? Change your name to Turtle Yao!"

The people watching the excitement outside suddenly became excited, "Here it comes!"

"coming!"

Four Toyota Hiaces braked suddenly, the doors opened, and thugs in black combat uniforms jumped out. After staying for a few seconds, they pounced forward in teams of two or three.

"He Shengzi is here." The gangsters outside shouted loudly, but the people inside couldn't hear anything at all.

"Oh!"

A diagonal chop with a stick would cause the knife to either slip out of the hand or the hand holding it to become numb.

Put away the stick and poke!
His intestines seemed to be broken and he couldn't even scream. He completely passed out.

There is a bonus for every attendance, the so-called red envelope has thickness, the swing of the stick has force...

"Hah!" "Ha!" As they met, the striped pork was like a peeled pomelo, with the thick layer missing.

A Yong finally realized something was wrong after hearing the screams. He turned around and stood there in a daze. Half of the 70 or so people he brought with him were already lying down!

They either rolled over while holding their stomachs, or hugged their arms and legs and screamed.

If there weren't so many people lying on the ground blocking the way, I'm afraid those guys in black would fight even faster!

"Kill them!" A Yong roared angrily and pushed the henchman beside him hard.

"Dangdang——" the sound of weapons clashing.

“Ahh——” screams.

It was obvious that the people on Tiao Li's side could only fight alone, and most of them were knocked down in a few moves. The heavy batons were too painful to hit their bodies, and they would inevitably fall to the ground after two or three hits.

There were a dozen or so guys who were really good at martial arts, and they injured He Shengzi with a few slashes. But the next moment, two or three of them rushed over together, and their batons hit his arms like raindrops.

Even if you struggle hard and injure one person, the next moment your arm will be hit hard by a few sticks, and the only outcome will be broken bones and tendons.

And this is not the end!
Even if this kind of fierce man falls to the ground, he will be punished with six sticks per second.

It’s so fierce, so fierce!

Ayong's eyelids were twitching wildly. His men were no match for him at all, right?
"Run!" He shouted, immediately waking up several people around him.

He rushed towards the truck, waving the machete wildly. Unexpectedly, he was protected by several younger brothers and actually managed to get out. Just as he opened the truck door, he was hit hard on the back and almost died.

He endured the pain and climbed up. When he looked up, a huge thing hit his face. Then everything went black and he was kicked down in severe pain.

"Boom-boom--"

Six sticks in one second, and he fainted on the spot.

After taking a look at the scene, all of Tiao Lin's henchmen lay down. Guo Shan Feng grinned and said, "Calling headquarters, calling headquarters, this is BJ1."

"Roger that. This is the headquarters. What's the situation on the scene?"

"Most of them have been put down, a few have escaped, what should we do next?"

"Remember to say 'The rioters at the scene have been controlled, and a small number of them have escaped' next time. We are the righteous side that stopped the rioters. Beat the streets!" William instructed: "BJ2, BJ3, and BJ4 teams evacuate immediately, and BJ1 team stay on standby."

"understood."

"Answer 'BJ1 received', oops."

"BJ1 got it, get it, bust!" Guoshanfeng shouted in a low voice while holding the intercom.

Beside them, A Biao, Viper and several other team leaders burst into laughter.

"You old shit, if someone doesn't know, they would think we are policemen." Guo Shanfeng cursed with a smile.

"You know what, I wore this outfit home a few days ago and was mistaken for a policeman."

Several people laughed again.

"Okay, let's retreat."

(End of this chapter)