A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Chapter 285 An honest frame-up...

Following Wang Zuluo's instructions, Wei Jixiang, who was still leading people to fight on the street, immediately stopped.

He stopped the rest of the gang from continuing to slash forward, and led Xin Lianying's thugs to maintain their current position.

Soon, a group of guys carrying rubber shields came out from among the Xinlianying gangsters. They were the same type of shields that were half a person tall.

The rubber was wrapped with iron sheets, fixed with rows of rivets, and spray-painted with a red and white umbrella pattern.

In addition to those in the front row holding rubber shields, a group of people holding two-meter-long wooden poles followed behind.

After this group of people appeared, they immediately stretched out the pole from the gap in the shield. There was a circle of raised thin needles nailed in front of the pole. It would not hurt the person if it was pierced, but it would definitely be very painful.

After these people formed a formation, Wei Jixiang began to lead the Xinlianying gangsters towards the other two sides of the intersection.

One is to get out of the way, and the other is to prevent those uniformed police from coming in and doing bad things.

The first ones to bear the brunt were those who rushed to the front and Yixing. When they saw the people from Xin Lianying giving way, they thought they were scared by them and others.

Immediately, they continued to rush forward regardless. After they broke through the last wave of Xin Lian Ying who was blocking the shield, they saw a fighting style that they had never heard of when they were young and Dangerous.

When he slashed with the knife, he was either blocked by the iron sheet on the shield, or the machete cut through the iron sheet and stuck it on the shield.

Then you will enjoy the short needle massage on those wooden poles, and you will cry like a ghost when you are stabbed.

Don't blame them for not being prepared. Except for the Hong Kong clubs who played with formations during the anti-Japanese war, who would do this at other times?

Because the organizational structure of the Hong Kong community cannot produce such a thing, it is not that it cannot be used, but that it is not practical.

Even if you rely on this thing to win when you show off your horses, you will disperse the opponent's troops.

But the prefix is ​​not reversed, and this is not a battlefield. Once you occupy the territory, the streets will be yours from now on.

Can this thing still be taken out and used when watching a show?

The answer is no!

What's the use of just scattering other people's people?

In less than two hours, people can gather together again and continue to do what needs to be done.

If you really want to rely on this thing to make a killing, try replacing the wooden pole with a spear?

There are too many people dead, not to mention whether the ghost guys in the police station can sit still. Since you are ruthless, can you put a Molotov cocktail on the prefix next time you show off your horse?

Is it okay to pull up a cart of bricks and stand on the cart to throw bricks at your heads when the war starts?

It's not that the association didn't think of this approach, but showing horses is not a battlefield, and the deceased must pay for their settlement.

If you keep doing this, one fight will probably ruin your life just for the settlement fee.

Those who sit in clubs and my uncles join clubs are not doing it to show prestige, but to make money!

He Yixing's thugs rushed over quickly, but they retreated not too slowly either.

Because there are people behind the shield constantly throwing potatoes at them. This thing is cheap and may not be broken. It can be recycled after being scratched and scratched.

The people in He Yixing have never encountered such a weird way of killing people in their lives. Although the damage is not great, being stabbed a few times is really painful.

Everyone who saw this formation and Yixing Dazai began to retreat slowly.

The guy in the front row couldn't stand being stabbed, so he could only drop his machete and squat on the spot with his head in his hands, hoping to be forgotten.

But as long as you block the road, you will get hit a few times even if you are squatting on the ground, unless you squat on the side of the road to get out of the way of the street.

Soon, He Yixing's gangsters were pushed out of the intersection and retreated into the women's street where they were standing before.

During this period, it was true that he led people to fight back several times, but when encountering such a person, Xin Lianying's thugs would definitely withdraw their wooden poles and use machetes to serve them.

Brother Luo said that he would drive the other party out of Mong Kok in three minutes, and as long as he returned to Yau Ma Tei, he could do whatever he wanted.

As for Wang Bao, who was entangled by Aji and Gao Gang, he immediately discovered that something was wrong with his family.

But He Yixing's men retreated too quickly. He didn't have time to fight off the two men and then retreat together. He was soon surrounded by a circle of shields.

With Ah Ji and Gao Gang watching, Wang Bao couldn't rush out and could only stay in place.

After Xin Lianying occupied the intersection, he began to follow the companions in the first few rows with wooden shield poles into the next section of the women's street.

Wang Bao completely gave up his plan to rush out. Now he was surrounded by people from Xinlianying. He was a fat man and not a superman, so how could he get out?

"Let Mad Dog Luo come out, let him come out!!"

The steel pipe in Wang Bao's hand was drawn on the shield, and he quickly knocked over several thugs behind the shield.

But he didn't step forward to make up for it. Instead, he stood there and yelled crazily at the gangsters around him.

It's a bit like playing video games with others, and in the end you can't afford to lose.

How could Wang Zuluo have time to go find him?

Now he has been 'invited' by people from Mong Kok Police Station.

"Mr. Wang, I think the appearance of these things will bring great hidden dangers to the security of Hong Kong Island!"

The new PTU police officer looked at the scene on the street, with a smile in his eyes that was about to make a contribution, and said seriously to Wang Zuluo.

Then he waved to He Wenzhan next to him to come forward and arrest him, but unfortunately He Wenzhan didn't move at all.

He didn't move, and neither did the surrounding PTU police officers. They all looked at this new fake foreign devil boss without saying a word.

"My surname is Qiao. You can call me Inspector Qiao. Oh, by the way, in a few days you can call me Qiao, senior inspector!"

When Inspector Qiao said the words "senior inspector", he was not looking at Wang Zuluo, but at the surrounding PTU police officers. Finally, his eyes rested on the face of He Wenzhan, who also had the title of inspector.

Wang Zuluo next to him looked at the banana-man inspector who was said to be specially trained by Gui Lao, and then looked at He Wenzhan strangely.

This guy is so unlucky.

The one in his head, He Zhixian, who had been targeting him, offended someone and was hit by a car and died.

Now here comes another peach picker, and I still can't deal with him. He is really bad.

"Sir He, this guy who always looks at people with his nostrils when talking, why does the police rank on his shoulder be the same as yours?"

Wang Zuluo pretended that he had just seen the other party's epaulettes and exaggeratedly said something loudly.

Inspector Qiao's face twitched and he glared at Wang Zuluo in displeasure.

Is this bastard fucking deaf?

I have already said that I will be a senior inspector in a few days. Didn’t the other party hear clearly?

He Wenzhan's face also twitched. Wang Zuluo, this bastard, looked like he was getting angry.

It’s really not a big deal to watch the fun!

It's fine now. Inspector Qiao was originally afraid of his prestige in the PTU. Looking at the other person's face at this time, he definitely bears a grudge against himself.

"Shut up! Now we are discussing the harm your actions and methods have brought to the people of Hong Kong Island. I hope you will cooperate with us to go back and investigate!"

Inspector Qiao pointed at Wang Zuluo and started to slap the hat on him, and then took out the handcuffs and tried to put them on Wang Zuluo.

Wang Zuluo stretched out his hands very cooperatively and couldn't wait to reach into the handcuffs.

This abnormal behavior made Inspector Qiao pause at the critical moment and looked at Wang Zuluo's face strangely.

But he found that while Wang Zuluo stretched out his hand, he turned his head and looked to his left side.

He also turned around and looked over, but was shocked to see a fat man holding a camera, taking pictures in this direction.

There was also a female reporter with a microphone in her hand, standing in the cordon and reporting openly.

And parked next to it was a van with the 'Urban D' logo spray-painted on it.

When he turned around again, he saw something fishy.

Because I don’t know when, hundreds of guys in security uniforms stood on the side of the street close to the camera.

These people stood in a row, holding a wide and long red banner with the words: 'Wang's Security Company, protecting the safety of Hong Kong Island citizens'.

The figures of these people were completely blocked between the camera and the Xinlianying gangsters over there.

"Who let them in?!"

Inspector Qiao pointed in the direction of the camera and screamed.

"I let them in, how about it?"

"Today, our Mong Kok anti-gang team cooperated with Wang's Security Company to conduct a security drill. The drill was very successful, so we invited reporters to come and report."

"Didn't Inspector Qiao receive the documents we sent for this kind of thing?"

Yuan Haoyun put sunglasses on his face from nowhere and squeezed out from the PTU police.

He gave Inspector Qiao a hidden middle finger, silently made a fake foreign devil mouth shape towards him, and then walked towards the camera with a smile on his face.

As for Inspector Qiao, he was stunned on the spot.

What safety drill?

What Wang's Security Company?

what document?

His head was full of questions, but a sudden click on his hand brought him back to reality.

Looking down, Wang Zuluo had actually cuffed himself while he was stunned.

Then he felt the handcuffs being pushed toward Wang Zuluo. Having been trained in the Red Square, he immediately tugged toward him as a reflex.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zuluo staggered on the spot as if possessed by a ghost, and then fell towards him.

It wasn't over yet. When Wang Zuluo's head fell past his eyes, he clearly heard what the other party said softly: "I'll attack your mother, Sir Qiao!"

Then there was just a bang, and Wang Zuluo's head hit the assault vehicle next to him.

Inspector Qiao stared at the scene directed and acted by Wang Zuluo with wide eyes, and then as if he thought of something, he immediately turned to look in the direction of the camera.

Sure enough, the camera over there had completely recorded this scene.

"You can't film, you can't film. Go get some people and ask him to hand over the tape!"

Inspector Qiao knew that he had been framed and wanted to call on the surrounding uniformed police to grab the camera.

But he also didn't want to think about it. Even his own PTU police officers ignored him. How did those uniformed policemen in Mong Kok Police Station know him?

He Wenzhan, who was standing next to him, immediately took the PTU police officers a few steps back, indicating that they were not with Inspector Qiao.

He Wenzhan tried hard to suppress the smile on his face, but in the end it turned into a weird expression, which looked very much like ridicule.

At the same time, I thought to myself: This banana man doesn’t want to fucking think about it. He’s going to step on the Mong Kok Police Station to get to the top. How can people fucking care about him?

Also, who doesn’t know that this guy was planning to come to Mong Kok to serve as the deputy of the Investigation Bureau?

Later, the investigation department's matter was not followed up, and this bastard was inserted into the PTU. His intention to target the Mong Kok Police Station was no different from the obvious.

With Huang Bingyao's character, can he let this bastard go?

Thinking of this, He Wenzhan couldn't help but curl his lips.

Don't say it's a disgusting person named Qiao, if there is a chance.

Ho Wen-chan is sure that Wong Ping-yiu, the old sleazebag, would not mind the presence of a PTU inspector who shot at gangsters and died heroically in the line of duty within the jurisdiction of Mong Kok Police Station!

Ancestors, kneel down and beg for orders.

Sacrifice a novel written by a colleague in the group in exchange for Brother Luo keeping his hair.

My hair has been falling out too fast recently, and my hairline is obviously rising... I cry to death