Film and Television: Starting from Leading Three Thousand Disciples Ashore

9: We just want to live!

"Sir!"

A command vehicle was parked in front of the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy on Heung Yip Road.

Huang Zhicheng ran to the carriage door and saluted a foreigner inside.

"The Tanka people went crazy for no reason and vandalized the fish market."

"At least a dozen citizens were killed by them."

"The front lines need support!"

The foreigner's face darkened.

Seeing that the foreigner did not express his opinion, Huang Zhicheng reported loudly again.

"Sir! The Tanka people have become a mob and are very likely to seriously threaten the security of the Southern District of Hong Kong Island."

"OUT!"

The foreigners thought Huang Zhicheng was a complete blockhead.

How could I not know about the Tanka people going crazy?

Suppressing the Tanka people?

How the hell could you report something like this to my face in public?

"Li Sir, what do you think?"

The foreigner couldn't quite understand it.

The Tanka people are the most obedient group in Hong Kong.

Over the years, there have been fires in Shek Pai Wan.

How come this time they've become a mob?

Li Sir's real name is Li Wenbin, and he is currently the Chief Inspector of the Serious Crimes Unit.

In the police force, only those who reach the position of Chief Inspector are considered to be in the true management.

For example, a position from Chief Inspector to Probationary Inspector is merely a step up from the bottom.

Li Wenbin said, "Something must have provoked the Tanka people."

"There are at least two thousand fishing boats in the entire Shek Pai Bay, and now the southeast corner has been completely cleared out."

"Although it is not yet possible to confirm exactly how many are missing, it is estimated to be no less than 200."

That's a 10% loss rate!

This number is already quite outrageous.

That means one in ten households will be affected by the disaster.

If this kind of casualty rate were on the battlefield, morale would definitely plummet.

"I don't recommend entering the market now."

"That could easily escalate the conflict."

"However, in order to prevent the situation from escalating, it is necessary to set up roadblocks at the intersection of Wong Chuk Hang Road and Shek Pai Wan Tunnel, and at the intersection of Shek Pai Wan Waterfront Road and Shek Pai Wan Avenue."

"And police officers were dispatched to guard the area."

The two intersections that Li Wenbin mentioned are the east and west exits of the fish market.

If these two entrances are blocked, the Tanka people will not be able to get out.

The foreigner smiled.

He patted Li Wenbin's right arm: "God! You take care of this."

"Thank you, sir!"

Li Wenbin strode out of the car.

He gestured, and several representatives approached.

Li Wenbin first arranged for the bomb squad to guard the two intersections, and then instructed the police stationed in Shek Pai Wan to invite the representatives of the Shek Pai Wan Neighborhood Welfare Association.

"Lu Wendong, it's Lu Wendong."

Huang Yongqiang is not only one of the leaders of the floating community, but also a director of the Shek Pai Wan Neighborhood Welfare Association.

Upon seeing Li Wenbin, he immediately shook himself clean.

"That little brat is ruthless; he stabbed the person right through with one stroke."

"It's all his fault!"

Li Wenbin gave Huang Yongqiang a deep look.

His family's scholarly traditions told him that this kid seemed to harbor resentment towards this Lu Wendong.

Why is this happening?

Huang Yongqiang hesitated and didn't want to talk.

A woman in her forties standing nearby exclaimed, "I heard it was Hung Hing's 'Brother Kun' who burned their boat."

"That bastard, he's inhuman!"

"Yesterday you said you'd take 4% commission from these boat people, isn't that enough?"

"Are you going to set fire to the ships again today? Aren't you afraid your sons will be born without an anus?"

Li Wenbin was suddenly startled, and he involuntarily moved closer to the old woman.

"What did you say?"

"Did Young-kwan cook this?"

It's not impossible that Leung Kwan set the fire.

However, if it really was Leung Kwan who set the fire, there's no reason for these people to know.

"Yes, that's what everyone says at the docks."

"This pink sausage, ugh!"

The old woman said angrily, "They've dragged themselves into this mess."

Li Wenbin quickly led his team to the dock.

The root cause is there!

The Tanka people are retaliating!

But this explanation is really absurd…

Did Leung Kwan commit arson?

Should I drag myself into this mess?

The closer you get to the dock, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

Li Wenbin could even sense the intense agitation in the air.

"Don't take the gun out."

Not only did Li Wenbin sense the irritability, but the police officers who came with him could also feel it.

Some of the younger ones untied their gun holsters, preparing to pull out their .38 rifles.

Li Wenbin immediately stopped him.

The dock has now become a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

Any single gunshot could ignite this powder keg.

A forest of flashing swords!

Li Wenbin instinctively raised his right hand to shield his eyes.

On the dock, the Tanka people carry either fish-killing knives, harpoons, or carrying poles.

Their eyes were bloodshot, they wanted to kill!

Li Wenbin's heart sank suddenly.

The Tanka people are the most honest and docile group on Hong Kong Island.

Now, someone has ignited the anger in their hearts, turning them from humans into beasts.

who is it?

Lu Wendong?

"Chief Inspector Lee Man-bin of the Major Crimes Unit!"

"I meant no harm!"

Li Wenbin raised both hands, signaling the Tanka people to come and search him.

"I came only to bring peace."

Nobody paid him any attention!

Li Wenbin stood on tiptoe to look inside.

The crowd was so dense that it was impossible to see anything clearly.

Tatata!

Groups of reporters were rushing over.

Li Wenbin's expression changed drastically.

Why are these shameless paparazzi getting involved at this time?

Do you even understand what a broad perspective is?

"Brother Dong!"

Li Wenbin immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

"The reporters are here!"

"Let the reporters in."

Wow!

The crowd that had blocked the road immediately parted to make way for reporters and cameramen to enter.

Upon seeing this, Li Wenbin immediately led his men to blend into the group of reporters.

In the very center of the arena stood a young man, covered in blood!

He was standing on a patch of blood, and two corpses lay at his feet.

It has an eerie beauty.

Li Wenbin judged that this young man should be Brother Dong, Lu Wendong.

Reporters were everywhere, and he inwardly groaned.

Click, click!

The reporter immediately picked up his camera and began to record.

"We just want to live!"

The young man is, of course, Lu Wendong.

Just now, taking advantage of the anger of the Tanka people, he pulled out all the nails that Hung Hing had placed in the fish market in one fell swoop.

This is just the first step!

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted!

The second step, of course, is to create public opinion.

"This person is called Liang Kun, and this person is called Sha Qiang."

Lu Wendong pointed to the two corpses on the ground.

"They are all members of the Hung Hing triad."

"Yesterday, they snatched the viewing rights of the Shek Pai Wan Fish Market from Wo Luen Shing Sham Pi."

"They want to take 4% of our commission."

"We did not agree!"

"Because the market will take another 10% from us, and powerful figures will take an additional 10%."

"The market scale will deduct another 1%!"

"Barbarians!"