Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 361: Lord Ding! See you tomorrow! (For the lord "haha, I'm coming too" to explode the update)

"Uncle Biao."

"There are dead bodies on the side of the road."

Chen Jiaju walked ahead with a flashlight.

The trail is narrow and muddy.

Huang Qifa, Lu Mingzhe, Song Zijie and others put their guns on their waists vigilantly, surrounded Uncle Biao, and accompanied Uncle Biao into the village.

I saw Zhou Huabiao in a military uniform, carrying three police badges on his shoulders, looking around with a calm expression: "There are more human corpses here than rats."

"Nothing surprising."

"No wonder Ni Kun wants to set up the warehouse here..." Chen Jiaju pinched his nose.

Huang Qifa said solemnly, "This is the Kowloon Walled City..."

"The real three-way zone."

In the 1980s, few policemen would set foot in the Kowloon Walled City.

What's more, they are not police officers in the Kowloon area.

It's the Wan Chai District Police.

Therefore, most people have only heard of the Kowloon Walled City, but have never actually been there.

Now they understand it all when they come.

Among the five people in the group, only Zhou Huabiao once followed Brother Luo to the Kowloon Walled City, but that was more than ten years ago, and things have changed.

At that time, few houses in the entire Walled City were connected to electricity, which is not like being connected to wires and water pipes now. Although the breath is still dark, it already has the breath of modern civilization.

The entire Kowloon Walled City has more than 20 buildings, covering an area of ​​6 acres, about 2.7 hectares, but has a population of 50,000 people, which shows what kind of city it is.

"Everyone, wait and be careful."

"If something goes wrong, call for support."

Zhou Huabiao spoke out.

Chen Jiaju immediately said, "Don't worry, Uncle Biao."

"We call and take it with us."

"There are brothers outside to support."

Zhou Huabiao nodded: "The danger is the danger, but remember! We are here on behalf of Mr. Zhuang! You must speak hard!"

"Which one of you dares to lose face to Lord Zhuang! I'll take your skin off."

Zhou Huabiao stared fiercely, Chen Jiaju, Huang Qifa and the others immediately nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey.

Uncle Biao, who is usually amiable and amiable, is in a crisis-ridden environment, and finally reveals a trace of domineering "killing scissors" back then.

This made Chen Jiaju, Huang Qifa, Lu Mingzhe and others feel awe-inspiring, and they were secretly photographed by his power.

...

Typhoon shelter.

A tea restaurant.

Tables and chairs are placed on the cliffs by the sea.

Zhuang Shikai was dressed in a suit with his legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his right fingertips, leaning on a plastic chair, and looking at a short-haired and capable lady across from him.

I saw the waves rolling quietly under the cliff, the melodious sound of splashes came, and the night with the full moon hanging high, the scenery and atmosphere were very good.

It's just that women are worse

Fortunately, Sir Zhuang is here to deal with business.

On the table are the local classic typhoon shelter fried crab, typhoon shelter chicken wings, some seafood fried skewers, and two bottles of beer.

At this time, Yang Jianhua read the terms, put down the document and preached: "The terms are fine."

"OK?" Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and asked.

Yang Jianhua shook his head and said, "It's just that it's okay in my opinion."

"I have no right to decide this matter."

Zhuang Shikai became a little dissatisfied and said, "I will act tomorrow."

"You know, soldiers are expensive and fast."

"I will submit a report to my superiors when I get back. I will try my best to give you an answer tomorrow. I believe the problem is not serious." Yang Jianhua said aloud.

Zhuang Shikai nodded and said, "Okay."

"Whether it works or not, I will act tomorrow."

This is Zhuang Shikai's stand on his own stand.

Yang Jianhua understood the meaning, nodded and replied, "I understand."

"You must know that the demolition of the Kowloon Walled City is a good thing for both parties." Zhuang Shikai picked up the beer bottle and said meaningfully: "You don't want to leave the Kowloon Walled City until the post-97 generation and turn it into a den of thieves?"

"I'm afraid that the situation will reverse when the time comes. If you want to demolish it, others will not let you demolish it."

Yang Jianhua stared at Zhuang Shikai's pupils, as if he saw a strong ambition in them.

She had no doubt that sitting across from him was a tycoon who ceded land for king and overturned a whole city.

It's a pity that before Zhuang Shikai showed any cross-border behavior, as Zhuang Shikai's contact person, she could only act as a tool person, and even had to support Zhuang Shikai for the sake of political achievements.

The most powerful and difficult character.

It is a person who knows how to earn profits within the rules.

Yang Jianhua nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

"It's done!" Zhuang Shikai handed out the beer bottle, the mouths of the two collided, and with a ding dong, each lifted the bottle and drank the beer in one gulp.

"Boom!" Zhuang Shikai put down the beer bottle steadily, knowing that another era was about to begin.

at the same time.

Kowloon Walled City.

A mahogany tea room in a building.

"Bang!" Zhou Huabiao put down the teacup heavily, stared at the opposite side with displeasure and said, "Master Ding!"

"You don't want to cooperate with Master Zhuang?"

"Shua!" Chen Jiaju, Huang Qifa and others immediately put their hands on their waists, showing their power with one movement.

Dozens of thugs in black exercise uniforms put their hands behind their backs, their expressions were calm, and they didn't mind the movements of the little policemen at all.

"Master Ding" was wearing a white shirt and mandarin jacket, sitting with his legs crossed beside Uncle Biao, and said calmly, "I'm just a businessman."

"I don't care what's in the warehouse."

"Since someone paid me to keep it! I will help them keep it!"

"Ah Biao, are you talking about me right?"

Master Ding looked sideways at Zhou Huabiao.

Zhou Huabiao snorted coldly: "Do you think it was decades ago?"

"Master Zhuang said you don't cooperate! I pushed your Kowloon Walled City!"

"Hey!" Master Ding slapped his palm on the table, shaking the two teacups.

Only the thin and thin Master Ding roared in anger: "Fifty thousand people in Kowloon Walled City! I'm not afraid of your five guns! I'm not afraid of your words!"

"Then you just don't give face to Mr. Zhuang!" Zhou Huabiao shouted back aggressively.

Master Ding stared at him and said, "Give it! Why didn't I give it! I just said it! I don't want to interfere with your two affairs!"

"I won't tell Ah Kun about the fact that the police force sent people to the Walled City today! Don't force me either!'

"The matter of your two families should be settled outside by yourself!"

Master Ding gritted his teeth with this attitude.

Although he didn't want to offend Lord Zhuang, he couldn't compromise with the police.

Because compromising with the police force is breaking the rules, whether it is handing over people or delivering goods, if Kowloon Walled City breaks the rules set by itself, it will lose its special status in the world.

A three-way zone that has confessed to the police force, or is it still a three-way zone? Can't the police force take care of it? Then why does the Walled City of Kowloon have a foothold in Hong Kong and Kowloon, and why do they pay money to the Walled City!

At that time, the Walled City will have no money to earn, the lower brothers will be dissatisfied, and the upper uncle will be angry! Master Ding can only show this attitude!

But Zhou Huabiao stood up from the chair with a "chuckle" and breathed out his nostrils. He looked at Master Ding and said, "Damn it, you still want to play with balance?"

"Do you think you're standing on the same line as Master Zhuang? You're nothing compared to Master Zhuang! Master Zhuang wants you to die! How dare you wear a mandarin jacket and pretend to be a boss?"

"You can't bear the weight of Lord Zhuang!"

"Bang!" Master Ding slammed his palm on the table, stood up trembling with anger, stared at Zhou Huabiao speechlessly.

"Huh la la." Dozens of fortresses quickly surrounded Zhou Huabiao in the middle of the crowd.

"Go away!" Zhou Huabiao pushed the two boys away without fear, led Chen Jiaju and others out of the crowd, and strode away from the tea room lobby.

But when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, stared at Master Ding in the middle of the crowd and said, "Master Ding! See you tomorrow!"

"Da da da." Zhou Huabiao held his head high, turned and left.

In the tea room, a boy from the Kowloon Walled City came to the table and said, "Master Ding, do you want to keep these five people?"

"No need!" Master Ding leaned on his cane with both hands, sat back on the chair, closed his eyes and said: "Let the brothers get ready for work tomorrow!"

"If something goes wrong, beat the dragon drum! Let the whole city fight together!"

"Yes! Master Ding!" Dazi lowered his head and agreed.

After a moment of silence, Master Ding said again: "Don't say a single word about what happened in the tea room today! Anyone who says that will go out and be beaten to death!"

"Yes!" Dozens of beaters all answered in solemn voices.

"Master Zhuang, the Walled City refuses to give way." Zhou Huabiao returned home and dialed the number of the mansion in Repulse Bay. Zhuang Shikai answered the phone and listened to Uncle Biao's words, and said in a clear tone: "Then the Walled City will be pushed down tomorrow night!"

"Yes, sir!" Zhou Huabiao responded in a solemn voice, knowing that another big event that would shock the whole of Hong Kong would happen tomorrow.

the next morning.

Zhuang Shikai did not come to Wanchai Police Station to work, but the entire Wanchai Police Station was operating at full capacity under Zhuang Ye's order, and every team was preparing for the night's big battle.

In addition, Lord Zhuang notified Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan, Zhou Xingxing and other horses of the order to stand by.

Departments in multiple jurisdictions are preparing for action, and the battle has once again become louder.

Of course, mobilizing the power of all Chinese in Hong Kong is unnecessary.

Kowloon Walled City is not enough to qualify!

Prepare a few soldiers and horses, make a plan, and it is enough to destroy the walled city.

After all, there are 50,000 people in the Kowloon Walled City, and it is impossible for everyone to carry a gun.

Flying Tigers plus 2,000 police officers still can't handle it?

That would suck.

Zhuang Shikai drove to Yunlai Tea House in the morning, and walked into a private room to drink morning tea.

"Zhuang Sheng!"

"Boss Zhuang!"

"Master Zhuang!"

Mr. Huo, Mr. Shao, Lu Hantao and several other bosses got up and said hello.

On the round table in the private room, there are two pots of Longjing tea and more than a dozen drawers of refreshments. The fragrant refreshments are smoking hot.

After Zhuang Shikai entered the box, a bodyguard immediately closed the door, and he straightened his suit and sat at the head seat, while Lu Hantao stood up and gave him tea.

The tripartite forces of China, Britain and Hong Kong.

Chinese and English are already done.

Only Hong Kong is left!

Chinese and English represent the official.

Hong Kong Island is represented by the gentry class.

this morning.

Zhuang Shikai will use it to deal with the gentry on Hong Kong Island.

No way, during the process of demolishing the Walled City, a large number of residents need gentry to appease, and after the demolition, gentry will also need to transform and develop.

If he does not reach an agreement with the gentry class, the forced demolition is only superficial.

Afterwards, the Walled City will be restored again.

And it will be very difficult to dismantle the Walled City.

With these gentry cooperating with the forced demolition, it will be very simple, at least ordinary residents do not need the police to deal with them, the gentry class can deal with them.

Use money to deal with it!

So Zhuang Shikai had to talk to the gentry. Fortunately, he was a member of the gentry class, so it was very easy to deal with it. Just have a morning tea and cut a piece of "cake".