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

Chapter 202: Traffic jam again, Tsim Sha Tsui hall was overturned
"Fire, fire, fire..." Gouzui Bo stuttered.

"Fuck you, tell me what happened!" Wang Yaotang was so anxious.

"Went out."

"What's gone?"

"Yes, the lighter is out."

"what?"

“Yes, it’s out, it’s not on fire, hahahahaha…” Gou Zui Bo rolled over and got up from the ground, jumping up and down excitedly, “May God bless me, you want to burn me to death, you idiot? It’s impossible, hahaha!”

Listening to the voice coming from the intercom, Wang Yaotang's mouth twitched constantly.

Wang Yaotang immediately figured out the whole story, and heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help cursing, "Stop laughing, you idiot. God bless me, but I won't bless you. That's fucking diesel, it's basically impossible to be ignited by an open flame. Common sense, common sense!"

"The smell of diesel is different from gasoline. You can't even smell it, you brainless idiot!" After cursing a few times, I felt much better.

Liu Weichen wiped the cold sweat from his head, turned his head and quietly asked the people around him, "The diesel can't be ignited?"

"I don't know!" Several people also shook their heads.

"Ah? Diesel can't be ignited?" Gou Zui Bo touched his head, his eyes rolled, and he turned to yell at the little brother who just ran back screaming, "Are you fucking brainless? Can't you smell the difference between diesel and gasoline? Diesel can't be ignited at all, this is fucking common sense, do you know common sense, idiot! Damn it, you lied about military intelligence, if it were decades ago, I would have shot you on the spot!"

After a loud roar, everyone looked at him, and the guests' screams stopped.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Can’t the diesel be ignited?
"What are you looking at? Go and guard the door!"

“Oh oh oh…” Several younger brothers hurriedly ran back.

On the other side, Catfish Qing stared blankly, and unconvinced, he asked his younger brother to light a few lighters and throw them over, but it just wouldn't light up...

Not far away, the driver of a truck shook his head and said it was diesel, it was diesel, why the hell did he have to take the oil barrel away!
Aren’t oil barrels free?
They couldn't get through the big iron gate and couldn't light the fire, so the group of people could only curse at each other through the big iron gate and iron windows.

Instead, some surrounding stores suffered. The emotional thugs smashed several stores and stole a lot of things.

Especially a convenience store and a restaurant.

They brought out dozens of cartons of Coke, drank the cans, and then threw them at the doors and windows, injuring many people.

But that's about it.

……

"Turn on the broadcast!" Wang Yaotang looked at the staff next to him.

"Everyone listen up, I'm Wang Yaotang, the entertainment venue has been attacked by terrorists, the terrorists are so ruthless that they used a truck to crash into the gate and tried to set it on fire to burn people to death. All venues should prepare fire extinguishers. If a car crashes in, immediately use hard objects to block the wheels. The situation is critical, and the use of bottled weapons is approved!"

"Repeat it again..."

……

After being repeatedly mocked by Lao Dong, Prince Rong wanted to kill someone. His face was burning with anger. He felt that other people were also looking at him strangely, with mockery in their eyes.

How glorious it was when I was speaking before, how embarrassing it is now!
His heart was raging with anger and his face flushed, but he still told himself to remain calm. He put down his wine glass and strode towards the living room of the villa.

He wants to answer the phone himself!
Behind him, Chen Huimin, Leng Sheng, Ji Bao and others looked at each other, put down what they were holding and followed.

"It seems that simply equipping a few walkie-talkies is useless." Ji Bao whispered: "The message transmission is still very slow."

“Yes.” Chen Huimin was a police officer after all. “In fact, the police started using walkie-talkies very early, but the communication range of this thing was limited, the interference was large, and to contact different people, you had to switch channels and adjust the noise. It was very troublesome, so it was not promoted until the first generation (CC76) wireless communication system covering the whole of Hong Kong was built in 1.”

"At present, this system is only open to several special groups such as PTU, anti-drug team, anti-gang team, and serious crime team. It cannot be used by grassroots military uniforms."

"Why?" he asked coldly.

"Channels, let's put it this way. If my intercom uses the same channel as the police, I can hear everything the police say." Chen Huimin explained, "There are so many groups, and you talk and I talk, it's a mess. We must set up a command center, with base stations and professional people to handle it. It's very troublesome."

“And even if there is a base station, two people can’t just talk to each other.”

"Where is Cai Shenyao? I heard that he set up a command center." Ma Jiaodan asked.

Chen Huimin looked at Lao Dong and said, "Hey, I didn't spread this. Many people know about it."

Lao Dong laughed and said, "Are you afraid that the God of Wealth will eat you? You can just ask the police."

"I heard from my friends in the police that Cai Shenyao's command center is more advanced than the fucking police's. All the equipment is American, developed by Motorola specifically for American police." Chen Huimin said with emotion: "I heard that he can call most of Hong Kong Island at any time in Tsim Sha Tsui. Of course, he doesn't have that many people under him."

"Damn, they are really willing to spend money!" Brother Big B shook his head and sighed.

"What about Darong?"

"I got it from Japan for him. It's quite useful for daily communication, but I didn't know he wanted to do such a time-sensitive thing!" Chen Huimin spread her hands, looking helpless.

When he heard what Prince Rong said just now, he felt it was very unreliable.

How could he not know during his years in the police force that the police force also said that it would arrive in 3 minutes...

The design by those foreigners and top students above is very good. Each team covers a certain area and distance, and can be guaranteed to arrive in 3 minutes.

You get off the fucking duty fact!

Fuck your mother!

Catfish Green, Sic Qiang, and Shuang Ying each called once, two were late, one was on time, and then there was no news...

Just as he walked into the living room, the phone rang again. Prince Rong immediately rushed over and picked up the phone, "Who?"

"Brother Rong, it's me, A-Kun."

"How about it?"

"There were two traffic jams on the way. I think someone deliberately caused them. I asked someone to drive a car to cause them to crash, but I was still a few minutes late."

"Another traffic jam, I'll fuck your mother!" When Prince Rong heard about the traffic jam again, he was completely defeated and cursed loudly, not knowing who he was cursing. "Are you sure? Damn it, it must be Cai Shenyao who did it. How did he know where we went? There must be a traitor! Don't let me find out, or I'll skin him alive!"

The reason why we can think that it was Cai Shenyao who did it is because he was doing the same thing. After his subordinate Ah Chao started to act here, he got eight large trucks to create a car accident, completely blocking Zhongfang Street where the Yau Ma Tei Police Center is located.

The people could get out, but the car could not be found, which greatly delayed the time it took for the police to arrive at the scene.

Lao Dongjiu, Chen Huimin, Big Brother B, Gao Fei... and others looked at each other, is there really a traffic jam?
My first reaction is that there is a traitor, otherwise it doesn’t make sense.

After hearing Prince Rong's scolding, A Kun explained the situation here, "… There was nothing I could do. I let a truck crash in, but it got stuck and couldn't be pulled out. I also crashed into several other bars and acupressure rooms, but no one was there. I had already smashed their shops."

The prince's chest rose and fell with anger. He had spent such a huge price, and if he could only achieve this, he would have suffered a great loss!
At that time, he didn't know that "Quan Zi Tou" was hit by a car and thrown into the bloody street.

Otherwise you will faint.

"How's A-Ying doing?"

“It’s going well over there.”

Finally there was good news, and Prince Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

After hanging up the phone, he thought about it and then picked up the phone to call a few venues in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Luen Kung Lok also set up shop in Tsim Sha Tsui, but it was a small business with only two bars and three stables, otherwise he would not have been in such a hurry to close in on people like Bian Datousheng after Tong Xinhe’s sign was removed last time.

The original plan was that if everything went well, the Tsim Sha Tsui branch would be completely expanded.

……

He Shengyi, Tsim Sha Tsui Hall.

After Ajie smashed up Luen Gong Le Jordan's place, Fei Bo knew that another big show was coming, so he kept watching carefully.

Fortunately, Wang Yaotang came from the Tsim Sha Tsui gang, so he called him in advance. Fei Bo called Ma Furong and his trusted brothers over.

I have no intention of taking advantage of the situation, I just want to be on guard to avoid being affected.

"It would be better to call it a nursing home than the Tsim Sha Tsui branch." Ma Furong picked up the teacup, took a sip, shook his head and sighed.

"What can we do? A Yao has become famous, and those who have some ability in the gang have all gone to follow him. There is money to be made." Fei Bo shook his head. "If it weren't for his strict requirements and not allowing fans to leave, there wouldn't be so many people left."

Due to the siphon effect, the first gang to be smoked was the Tsim Sha Tsui gang, which was almost smoked to death.

"It's all the fault of that idiot Guan Zaisen!" Ma Furong cursed.

With the rise of Wang Yaotang, all the gangs benefited from it, but they were all laughing. Only the Tsim Sha Tsui gang was half dead.

"Haha, it's not without benefits. Cai Shen Yao has attracted all the attention. Almost no one has come to mess up his place in the past year. Everything is peaceful and stable. I can even sell some goods around his place, and the income is not bad." Fei Bo laughed.

Anyway, he has completely laid down and is waiting to train a successor before retiring.

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a shout, which immediately turned into a scream. Fei Bo and Ma Furong sat up straight, wondering what was going on.

The shouts and screams were getting closer and closer. The two men stood up suddenly and were about to go out to see what was going on when the door was kicked open. Several thugs carrying rebar rushed in and started beating them with sticks...

Fei Bo retreated in a hurry, but he was too fat and hadn't fought in many years, so for a while he could only raise his hands to resist.

"Boom!"

"what!"

On the other side, Ma Furong was not much better off. Two rebars hit him. He leaned back and barely dodged one, but was hit on the waist by a stick by the person who followed him. He screamed and fell on the tea table, and the tea set fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The two trusted brothers in the house wanted to come up to help, but there were too many Lian Gongle thugs rushing in, filling up the already small room.

The rebar was falling on my head and there was no place to hide.

No matter how high your kung fu skills are, it will be useless at this time.

The four were knocked to the ground and soon lost their voice.

After a while, everyone stopped. The leader, Da Di, spat, saw the phone dropped on the ground next to him, walked over, picked it up and dialed it.

"Brother Darong, I'm Ah Sheng, Fei Bo and Ma Furong have been dealt with!"

"Huh..." Prince Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there was good news.

At the same time, 12 venues in Tsim Sha Tsui were attacked simultaneously.

Fei Bo didn't put up any big iron gates or iron windows in the venue, and his gang of thugs had no vigilance at all. The people who jumped off the truck rushed in first, and then it was completely one-sided!
……

Police headquarters.

More than 30 cars with flashing police lights rushed out of the parking lot and headed straight for the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel.

At the same time, more than a dozen Marine Police patrol boats rushed out of the Marine Police Pier and headed straight for the Star Ferry Pier.

According to dozens of calls to the police, a large-scale "traffic accident" occurred on Ashley Road and Hankou Road, and the death toll and injury may exceed 100 people!

This kind of vicious incident has not happened for many years. It is simply horrifying!
The Hong Kong government secretly allows the development of community groups, but as for the leader Han Yili, he does not want to become the target of criticism in newspapers and media in the future.

Although he knew that there was no possibility of going any further, it was not a pleasant feeling to be scolded by others.

He swore that no matter who did it, he would make the other person pay.

……

The phone rang again, and Prince Rong picked it up immediately, "What's the good news?"

"This is bullshit news. Run quickly. Something big has happened. There are more than a hundred casualties on Ashley Road." After saying that, the phone was hung up.

Prince Rong held the microphone with a dazed look on his face.

What do you mean?
Where is Ashley Road?
I turned my head and looked at the map next to me...Oh, Tsim Sha Tsui, that's where Shuangying went.

More than a hundred casualties?

how come?
Use a fucking heavy machine gun to fire?
The voice of the person calling looks familiar, who is it?
His mind is a mess at this moment!
(End of this chapter)