Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

"Stop with the nonsense. I'll probably get a call from the police soon, so just give me a straight answer, okay?"

"Five hundred thousand, I want five hundred thousand as a thank-you fee. You know Hong Le has a lot of people, so the pressure is immense!"

Dafei took the opportunity to raise prices.

It's only a few hundred thousand more, nothing compared to Sneaker Street.

"Okay, the people need to be here by tomorrow night. Also, don't try to fool me with some thugs, I want to beat them up."

Chen Mo readily agreed.

The silent system just now added more than 500 wealth points to his account, indicating that there were still about four million worth of valuables in the safe he robbed from the Gentlemen's Victory Hall.

He doesn't lack money right now, he lacks people.

Hong Le will not give up Sneaker Street easily; he will definitely join forces with Chang Yi and Chang Le to take it back.

He doesn't have enough manpower right now, and it's definitely too late to recruit more tomorrow.

It's a good deal to have Dafei bring people over for a small fee.

"Don't worry, I'll personally lead men to guard it for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo said to the men standing in front of him, "I'll be back by tomorrow night at the latest. Until I get back, you guys keep the area under control. If a fight breaks out, remember to have Da Fei's men hold the line."

As they were talking, a commotion arose downstairs.

"Let's go down and take a look; it's probably the police."

Chen Mo led a few people downstairs, where a dozen of his underlings were blocking several policemen at the stairwell, preventing them from going upstairs.

"What are you doing! Get out of the way, don't obstruct the police investigation!"

Chen Mo walked down the stairs and shooed away the underlings blocking the stairwell.

A tall, thin, middle-aged policeman, who appeared to be the leader of the group, walked down the steps and took out his identification.

"Senior Inspector Lee Ying of the Mong Kok Police Station's Anti-Triad Unit is now suspected of involvement in triad activities. Please come with us to assist in the investigation."

"Li sir, it's been a year, you've been promoted?"

We're all old acquaintances, there's no need to be so formal. If anything comes up, just give me a call, right?

Chen Mo said nonchalantly.

Before he entered Stanley, he had dealt with Li Ying quite a bit on Portland Street.

I never expected that even after leaving Stanley, I would still be dealing with him.

Li Ying said with a long face, "Chen Mo, you know the rules. You have to come with us today."

"No problem. Cooperating with the police is our duty as good citizens. I wonder if the coffee at your police station has changed? Is it still as bad as before?"

"Chen Mo, what are you so arrogant about, you gangster? Believe me or not, I'll arrest you right now!"

The junior policeman behind Li Ying might have wanted to show off in front of his superior, or he might have been annoyed by Chen Mo's relaxed demeanor, so he pointed at Chen Mo and started cursing.

"What did you say? Do you want to die?"

Chen Mo's henchmen immediately surrounded them, shoving and pushing the police officers.

"What are you doing? Trying to assault a police officer?"

When Chen Mo saw several policemen preparing to draw their guns, he immediately shouted angrily, stopping his underlings.

"Everyone, disperse! Go do what you were doing!"

Chen Mo turned to look at Li Ying, pointing at the young policeman from before.

"Officer Li, this officer just made baseless accusations against me. Can I sue him for defamation?"

"Chen Mo, the young man is ignorant. Give me some face and let it go," Li Ying said helplessly.

The policeman who spoke earlier was a recent graduate, young and impetuous. His words could be taken as an accusation against Chen Mo.

If there is no evidence to definitively convict Chen Mo, then Chen Mo can indeed sue him.

However, as the head of this police team, Li Ying still wanted to save the person.

"Officer Li, I can give you face, but what about my face? Shouldn't this officer apologize to me?"

Chen Mo plopped down on the bar counter, leaned back against it, and just stared at Li Ying.

"Chen Mo, isn't this going a bit too far?" Li Ying frowned.

It's common knowledge that Chen Mo is a gang leader, but there's no evidence to convict him.

Making the police apologize to the underworld is a huge blow to a young police officer who has just started working.

"Since Inspector Li thinks it's excessive, then let it go."

Chen Mo shrugged and turned to Gao Jin behind him, saying, "Jin, write down this officer's number. Start having people file complaints against him tomorrow."

Upon hearing Chen Mo's arrangement, Li Ying's expression instantly turned cold.

The young policeman who had just spoken also looked flustered.

He's only been a policeman for a few months. If he gets a few complaints, he'll probably be transferred to Lamma Island to guard the reservoir.

Chen Mo is ruining that policeman's future.

"Ah He, apologize to Mr. Chen!" Li Ying said coldly to the young policeman behind him.

Compared to one's future, face is worthless.

"Officer Li, I..."

"Apologize!" Before the junior officer could say anything, Li Ying emphasized again.

Sensing the seriousness in Li Ying's tone, the young policeman reluctantly walked up to Chen Mo and muttered softly, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry."

"What did you say? I can't hear you!" Chen Mo tilted his head and brought his ear close to the young policeman's.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry!" The young policeman's face flushed red, and he shouted again with his eyes closed.

This time the sound was loud enough to make Chen Mo's younger brother burst into laughter.

Chen Mo then smiled and said, "That's right, an apology should be sincere. Ah Jin, there's no need to file a complaint."

"Chen Mo, shouldn't you come with us?" Li Ying said sternly.

"No problem, my time is precious too, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Chen Mo got up and walked out of the bar, heading towards the police car not far away, followed by a group of police officers.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Chen Mo was their leader.

On the other side, Hong Lepiao led a dozen or so people to the concrete jungle.

"Where's the stone? Take me to him!" Piao Ge found a stone nearby and said directly.

"Brother Piao, Brother Shi Shi, he..."

"What, you're not even listening to the boss?" Seeing his underling's hesitant manner, Brother Piao was furious. "Do you also want to defy your superiors?"

"No, no, I was wrong, Piao-ge. I'll take you to find Shi-shi-ge right away."

The younger brother was terrified by Piao Ge's words and immediately led Piao Ge towards a hotel.

There were still quite a few henchmen guarding the area around the hotel; Shi Shi had been inside for a day.

The underlings at the door saw that it was Stone's close henchmen who came, followed by Brother Piao, the leader, and didn't dare to stop them.

"Stone! You bastard, do you want to die?"

Upon seeing the concrete, Piao Ge immediately began to curse.

He had already received a call on his way here, informing him that he hadn't managed to retake Sneaker Street and that many of his men had been killed or injured.

Even the magic lamp has been taken away by the police for questioning.

"Brother Piao!" Stone was also a little scared when he saw Brother Piao.

Although he had many underlings, they were still somewhat intimidated by the leader, especially since he had just made a serious mistake.

"How dare you? Fighting among your own disciples, insubordination! Do you want to be stabbed three times and stabbed six times?"

"Brother Piao, it's not my fault. It was Gentleman Sheng who hired someone to attack me first, so I fought back. Should I just let him attack me for nothing?"

Upon hearing Piao Ge mention family rules, Shi Shi immediately retorted, still feeling wronged.

Hearing Shi Shi's words, Piao Ge was somewhat surprised that it was Gentleman Sheng who made the first move.

He really didn't know that.

In his mind, Gentleman Sheng didn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing.

He instinctively felt that something was amiss.