The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 35 Choosing Sides: Only Asheng! (Seeking monthly votes and recommendations)

Lin Tiansheng stepped into the corridor, glanced back at the elevator car that had been pressed, and calmly took out a pack of cigarettes, picking out a small cigarette: "Here I am."

With his left hand in his pocket and a reflective vest draped over his arm, Deng Gengyun pulled out a baton from his waist with his right hand, lifted his hip, spun his leg, stretched slightly, and a look of excitement appeared on his face: "Have some fun with them."

Everything was arranged by Zhong Zhihui. The person who leaked the information was specially selected, and Li Yaoyang's actions were also under her control.

How many people are coming? How many weapons are they bringing? Do they have guns?

Lin Tiansheng understood perfectly well. He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled, "I'll cover for you."

Twelve knife-wielders rushed out from the stairwells on both sides, each carrying a machete, which they secured with cloth bags to prevent it from slipping from their hands.

Li Yaoyang, who was in charge, led five men at the front, raised his knife and roared, "Cut them down!"

"on!"

A boastful shout rang out, echoing down the corridor.

Deng Gengyun stood in front of the big boss, his eyes sweeping left and right. He knew that when outnumbered, one should avoid recklessness, observe the pace of the enemy, and strike only after the enemy has made his move.

"Down!"

Deng Gengyun seized an opening in the right-hand knife-wielding man's defenses, threw his reflective vest, roared, took three quick steps, and leaped into the air to strike with his staff: "Bang!"

The stick struck the knife-wielder in the face with a loud bang, knocking him to the ground.

Weapons are an extension of the hands and feet; a short stick is like a long arm!
As a six-time champion in the police force, it's impossible for him to be unfamiliar with weapons. Given the enemy's superior numbers and our own inferiority, it's even more impossible for him to abandon his weapons to showcase his skills.

When he struck first and knocked down one of the knife-wielders, the remaining five knife-wielders suddenly stopped, seemingly startled.

But Deng Gengyun moved with silky smooth steps, leaping off the wall and sweeping his leg to the right with tremendous force, knocking Li Yaoyang down horizontally.

This sudden, swift attack completely caught Li Yaoyang off guard, slamming him against the wall with a loud thud. Because when Deng Gengyun charged to the right, Li Yaoyang's gaze instinctively fell on Lin Tiansheng; how could he have imagined Deng Gengyun would attack from both sides so quickly that even Li Yaoyang couldn't draw his sword in time?

To catch a thief, first catch his king; to beat a man, first strike his head.

After Deng Gengyun pinned Li Yaoyang down, he gripped the stick with both hands and began to pound it repeatedly on Li Yaoyang's head. Like pounding garlic, he struck him several times until Li Yaoyang's head was bleeding profusely, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The gangsters who came to do this job were all handpicked by Li Yaoyang. However, as a small-time leader, he had to be at the forefront when leading his men. If he encountered a skilled fighter, he would be easily taken down.

As the saying goes, a mob is a bully that preys on the weak and fears the strong.

The ringleader was easily overthrown, and everyone was terrified. They turned around and ran away, scattering in all directions.

Seeing Deng Gengyun's performance, Lin Tiansheng's mouth dropped open, and he almost dropped his cigarette. He quickly bit down hard, thinking to himself, "Damn, he's even more fierce than Bruce Lee."

Don't let Deng Gengyun's height of just over 1.7 meters fool you; he's only 3 centimeters short of 1.8 meters and his muscles aren't particularly large. But he's agile, quick-witted, his punches are powerful, and his body is coordinated, making him far stronger than he was three years ago!

Winning six titles was not his limit, but a limitation of the era.
After the gangster exposed his back to him, screams echoed down the corridor. Of course, if they split up to escape, one person couldn't protect them all.

Lin Tiansheng didn't sit idle; he drew his gun, aimed, and called out names one by one from behind.

five minutes later.

Deng Gengyun returned to the elevator entrance, picked up the reflective vest from the ground, shook off the dust, and draped it over his shoulder: "Ten good-for-nothings put together are just a bundle of good-for-nothings, shameful!" If gangsters are good-for-nothings, then he is a good knife.

Firewood as thin as paper.

"I haven't been idle these past few years."

Lin Tiansheng patted Yunzai on the shoulder and threw away the cigarette butt.

Deng Gengyun said, "After finishing work, there's nothing to do, so I can only practice boxing."

"It came in handy," Lin Tiansheng said with a smile.

"I can't help with anything else, this is all I can do," Deng Gengyun said with a shy smile.

"Call the police reporting center and get the guys from the serious crimes unit here."

Lin Tiansheng took out his key, opened the door, took out a Black Star pistol from the cabinet, walked to the unconscious Li Yaoyang, fired two shots at the wall next to the elevator, carefully wiped it clean with a rag, stuffed it into Li Yaoyang's hand, patted his cheek, and said with a smile, "You little rascal, this is from my friend's safe last time, here you go."

After making the call to the central dispatch, Deng Gengyun picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Report Center, PC0927, Senior Sergeant Deng Gengyun from the Major Crimes Unit is calling. Shanghai Street, Rongchang Building, 13th floor. My colleague Lin Tiansheng and I were attacked by the Triads."

The operator's phone clicked rapidly. After confirming the badge number, he asked in a very serious tone, "Officer Deng, the nearest uniformed police officer and the SWAT team have been notified to provide support. How is your physical condition? Do you need to call the emergency services?"

“It’s all set. Just call my colleagues from the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit over,” Deng Gengyun said. The operator replied, “No problem. Cancel the SWAT team and notify the Major Crimes Unit. The uniformed team is already downstairs and will come upstairs to assist shortly.”

"Thanks for the photo." Deng Gengyun hung up the phone, picked up a knife of suitable size from the ground, and made two cuts on his arm. If you're going to put on a show, make it exciting.

Why did you grab someone when everything was perfectly fine?
When the night shift clerk, Shi Zhanpeng, received a call from the police station, his expression changed drastically. He stood up and said, "Everyone, on Shanghai Street, at Rongchang Building, Inspector Lin and the new guy Yunzai have been attacked and slashed."

The six-man duty team, who had been smoking and chatting, were all shocked and jumped to their feet: "Yes, sir!"

Although probationary inspectors are at the bottom of the power hierarchy within the police force, and while incidents of triads and robbers attacking police officers occasionally occur, their deaths, aside from a memorial service, don't have a major impact. However, for the Major Crimes Unit, Inspector Lin is a backbone and core manager. If even Inspector Lin dares to touch triads, will they take them all out next?

Shi Zhanpeng and Lin Tiansheng weren't close, and both men, their faces contorted with murderous intent, rushed to the scene with their men. Pi Zhibang was sleeping in bed with his fourth concubine when he was suddenly awakened by the phone ringing. His tone was quite displeased, but upon learning that Lin Tiansheng had been attacked, he jumped up, nearly straining his back, and roared furiously, "Investigate! Find out who dared to lay a hand on A-Sheng! Arrest them tonight, and I'll personally invite them for morning tea tomorrow!"

The remnants of the former party finally had a leader. They could die on the battlefield or fall in politics, but they would never allow anyone to sabotage them in the shadows.

He's still the lowest of the low, a street thug!
Pi Zhibang dialed Huang Qixian's number, suppressing his anger: "Brother Xian, bring all the brothers out for tea and let them know that there's no room for negotiation, they have to choose one! Either they acknowledge Ah Sheng as their successor and support him just like they supported Brother Le, or they step aside and become someone else's dog."

There is no second option.

He had seen how hard Sheng Shao worked that day in Mong Kok, and roared, "There's no chance left, Brother Xian, I don't have many people left."

"Asheng, there's only Asheng left!"

Huang Qixian's eyes lit up, and his voice was hoarse: "Okay, it's Asheng. Let's get him, and that means getting us."

Whether it's a play or reality, Uncle Deng told them to choose, and Asheng also forced them to choose, so they had to choose one side to stand firm.

Personally, he hoped it was all a show, to prove that Asheng was ambitious, ruthless, and a man who dared to do great things.

(End of this chapter)