Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 62 Gan Zitai's Competitive Spirit

Huang Zhicheng's face was as white as a ghost.

According to Leung Kwan, Wong Chi Shing was originally a bastard with fair skin, but after Wang Dao said that, his face turned even paler.

He had realized his predicament—he was caught in the middle, neither side willing to listen to anyone.

Sending Chen Yongren undercover into the triad would naturally offend the triad members; forcing Chen Yongren to go undercover would offend the police.

If this matter can be covered up, it's fine; if it can't be covered up, it could be a big or small problem.

However, this applies to everyone.

For an inspector, this is a huge problem—if you dare to do this as a lowly inspector, what would you be like if you became a superintendent or chief superintendent?

Huang Zhicheng can no longer imagine what kind of punishment he will face.

His throat bobbed repeatedly, as if he wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Wang Dao mocked:
"When you forced Ah Ren to join the gang, you thought you had a line that only you could control."

"But you forgot that if Ah Ren gets tired of being a cop, this line will bind you."

"You yourself handed us your weakness."

Huang Zhicheng was in a state of utter confusion.

Yes, he was the one who handed the knife to Liang Kun.

No gang members are fools, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to fight the police for so long.

The gang will definitely conduct a background check on a guy who suddenly appears.

Huang Zhicheng had thought of everything, but he never expected that Liang Kun's investigative abilities would be so outstanding, that he knew things that even the police station had not been able to find out.

Chen Yongren is Ni Kun's illegitimate son.

How secretive this matter is!

But in the eyes of Liang Kun and his gang, this secret was an open secret.

This is fatal!
One wrong step, one wrong step!

Wang Dao stared calmly at Huang Zhicheng:
"What do you want with Brother Kun?"

Huang Zhicheng smiled wryly:

"I overestimated myself and tried to control Liang Kun."

Liang Kun laughed loudly, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

Wang Dao mocked:
"Are you drunk?"

"With your pathetic appearance, you think you can control my brother Kun?"

Handsome Kun shook his head:
"This is boring, I'm leaving!"

Wang Dao stood up and looked down at Huang Zhicheng:
"If you're not satisfied, feel free to come and find us."

Huang Zhicheng suddenly felt four pairs of eyes on him. He felt a chill in his heart, knowing that if he answered incorrectly, he would really not be able to leave.

He quickly shook his head and said:
"No, I'm completely convinced."

Handsome Kun laughed heartily.
"Ado, give the gun back to him and let's go."

Li Fu glanced at Wang Dao, who nodded slightly. Li Fu then released the safety and deftly holstered the gun back into Huang Zhicheng's holster.

The group swaggered out.

Huang Zhicheng hurriedly picked up his gun, wanting to draw it and shoot the men, but ultimately dared not and gave up in frustration.

However, the pain in his stomach came in waves, and Huang Zhicheng was in so much pain that he clutched his stomach and rolled around in agony.

My clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

A glint of madness flashed in Huang Zhicheng's eyes:
“My position is too low. If I were a superintendent or senior superintendent, Liang Kun would never dare to treat me like this.”

"I need to implement my plan as soon as possible; I want to climb up the ladder!"

"When I'm promoted to superintendent, I'll make sure that you, Leung Kwan, Wong Tao, and that drug bastard, die without a burial place."

On the other hand, Liang Kun was somewhat regretful:
"Ah Dao, do you think I should go back and kill Huang Zhicheng?"

"I find that bastard disgusting."

Wang Dao shrugged:

"If you find it disgusting, why would you go back?"

Liang Kun stopped in his tracks:

"He was, after all, a cop, an inspector."

"If we don't get rid of him, I'm afraid he'll become a major threat."

Wang Dao asked, "What happens after we get rid of him?"

Liang Kun was taken aback:
"What do you mean?"

Wang Dao explained:
"Getting rid of Huang Zhicheng is very easy; any one of the three of us could take him down."

Li Fu immediately said:
"Boss Ding, do you want to get rid of Huang Zhicheng? I'll take care of it."

He couldn't bring himself to kill unarmed civilians, but he wouldn't hesitate to eliminate this kind of scum.

Chen Yongren also said:
"Master Ding, let me do it!"

Lam Kwan waved his hand:
"Why are you all getting involved?"

"Ado, tell me, why did you stop me from killing that guy?"

Wang Dao sighed:

“Brother Kun, you said it yourself, he’s a policeman, an inspector in the Major Crimes Unit. If he dies under mysterious circumstances, the police will definitely investigate to the end.”

"Not only are the people who did it in trouble, but the people who orchestrated it behind the scenes are in even more trouble."

"We're at a crucial moment right now, where do we have time to play around with Huang Zhicheng?"

"Besides, we're comparing ourselves to the big shots in the police station; Huang Zhicheng isn't worthy of that!"

Liang Kun thought about it and realized he was right:
"If our plan succeeds, then we will be members of high society."

Wang Dao laughed heartily:

"Of course!"

"That will definitely be the case."

"I've heard that even if upper-class guys want to befriend police officers, they need to be at least a senior commissioner or deputy commissioner."

Young Kun was filled with doubt and surprise:

"Is it that tall?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"That's why they're called high society!"

After thinking about it, Liang Kun immediately changed his mind:

“Ado, you’re right. We have a chance to get directly into high society. Let’s stick to our plan for now.”

Wang Dao curled his lip:
"If we want to proceed according to our plan, we'll need our friends."

Liang Kun was startled, then immediately realized what was happening:
Are you talking about Gan Zitai?

Wang Dao agreed:
"That's right. Even if the company is using Brother Kun and Prince as scapegoats, it's fair to say that mutual support is essential in Yau Tsim Mong."

"Now that we've established ourselves here, it's time to lend a hand to Tsim Sha Tsui!"

Handsome Kun frowned deeply:

"But why didn't I hear Gan Zitai's voice?"

Wang Dao understood what he meant; Liang Kun was saying that he had not received any news of Gan Zitai's request for help.

"According to my intelligence, our previous reminder made Gan Zitai remember our kindness."

"It also fueled his competitive spirit."

Liang Kun said in astonishment:
"What competitive spirit?"

Wang Dao shrugged:
"What else could it be?"

"Brother Kun, you have already established yourself in Mong Kok with your own abilities, and have even become one of the top-ranking forces in Mong Kok."

"Gan Zitai believes that since they are both artillery emplacements, if you can do it, he can do it too."

"So he decided not to ask you for help, but to establish the Hung Hing Tsim Sha Tsui branch."

Handsome Kun was speechless:

"Crazy line!"

"If I hadn't heard from you, I'd be completely lost right now."

"He's quite something, he could have asked me for help, but he chose to fight it out?"

"What the hell is this competitive spirit?"

"What is the Crown Prince's current situation?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"very bad!"

(End of this chapter)