Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 442

"Rose?"

"The one who used to hang out on Hong Kong Island?" The short man narrowed his eyes, exhaled a puff of smoke, and laughed aloud.

It's not that he doesn't know the name of the rose.

It's not that I don't know the origin of the Vietnam Gang.

The Vietnamese helper who knelt on the ground immediately shouted loudly: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Our eldest sister is Rose, one of the four former dealers on Hong Kong Island! What can you talk to our eldest sister about! If you make things difficult, we will only make enemies with her!"

"Our Vietnamese gang is backed by a big boss!"

"I suggest you let me go! Let's have a good talk!"

Vietnam helped Ma Zai shout loudly.

He was already sweating profusely.

And behind him are a dozen Vietnamese gangsters hanging in the air...

I can tell.

This guy kneeling on the ground is still a big brother, the leader of the gang sent to Macau to do things, but he didn't know who he offended, and the whole team was wiped out.

I saw more than a dozen naked boys hanging in the air, all of them were tied up with hemp ropes and hung high on the roof. All of them were covered with stab wounds and stick wounds, the incisions were bruised, blood was dripping dripping, their heads hung down half dead, their facial features and faces were beaten so inhumanly, it was impossible to tell who was who, almost about to die.

On the contrary, it was the leader of the horse boy who knelt on the ground and answered, probably because the other party wanted to ask questions. Although there were signs of being beaten on his face, at least he looked like a human being, able to speak soberly, and gave his name for the other party to consider. .

But the short man sitting on the chair didn't show any consideration or fear at all.

When he heard the names of "Rose" and "Four Great Bankers", he grinned at the corner of his mouth, stood up step by step, walked to the leader of the Vietnam Gang, squatted down, raised his chin, and stared at the leader of the Vietnam Gang Sermon: "Talk? What's there to talk about?"

"Hao River!"

"I'm right!"

"Do what you want, do whoever you want!"

"Cut, the four major dealers? An outdated antique, a stinky bitch, what qualifications do you have to get a gambling card?"

"Wow!" The short man flicked his wrist vigorously, knocking the leader of the Vietnamese gang who was pinching him to the ground.

And the leader of the Vietnamese gang knelt on the ground, his chin was pinched, and his body was a little out of balance.

After falling to the ground, he yelled loudly: "Our Vietnamese gang has a big boss! You can't afford to mess with the big boss!"

"There is no one I can't afford in Hao Jiang!" The short man stood up and stretched out his palm to the horse beside him. A man in a black shirt named "Jie Shi Wei" immediately handed a pistol to the eldest brother.

"Crack!" Brother Haojiang pulled the bolt of the gun, bang bang, and fired three shots at the Vietnamese boy on the ground, directly killing the Vietnamese boy on the ground.

Then he dropped the pistol and said aloud, "Kill them all!"

"Feed the fish tonight!"

"Choke!" Jie Shiwei pulled out a fish knife with a sheath from his waist, threw the scabbard on the ground with his hands, and walked in front of a hanging Vietnamese gang boy.

"Cho! Chok! Choke!" At the same time, more than a dozen horsemen of the Haojiang Gang who were standing nearby pulled out their fish knives one after another, and walked towards the younger brother of the Vietnam Gang with fierce expressions...

"Pfft!" Xie Shiwei stabbed into the chest of the younger brother of the Vietnam gang.

He is killing people by killing fish!

"Puff puff puff!" The rest of the younger brothers also killed in exactly the same way.

The scene instantly became extremely cruel and bloody!

And it smells fishy!

It's like a fish market!

All the Vietnamese boys who were hanging in the air before died immediately, and each of them became weak, and their bodies drooped in the air.

It is no different from a dead fish tied with a straw rope!

And big foreheads, short chins, flat nose bridges, and dark skinned Vietnamese gangsters.

They have the characteristics of Southeast Asians.

This is very different from the boys of the Haojiang Gang.

Because the members of the Haojiang gang grew up in Macau or the surrounding island villages, although they are all thin and thin, with dry skin, they have high nose bridges, and most of them have square faces and oval faces.

This has something to do with the distribution of geographical habits, and also has something to do with geopolitics. After all, although the horse boys of the Vietnamese gang are all Chinese, many young people's mothers are Vietnamese women, and they have lived in the Vietnamese gang for a long time, so their habits and appearance will naturally change.

However, the members of the Haojiang Gang lived by the sea for a long time and were proficient in water. Most of their families were fishing. Macau was still a colony and was influenced by the Portuguese. Both of them had very obvious characteristics.

"Let's go!" Brother Hao Jiang took a deep breath, as if he was used to the smell of blood, and even felt nostalgic and fond of it.

as a child.

His fish-killing stall smells like this...

I saw him waving his hand, and Dang even led the troops out of the warehouse.

Market Wei followed behind him.

A large group of horses followed closely behind.

The remaining group of people unloaded the carcass inside and prepared to feed the fish.

The sea breeze from Macau is blowing in your face.

The smell of blood cannot be blown away.

On the contrary, it made the fishy smell of the wind stronger.

And the market is great! A tall and thin man with deep-set eye sockets and sharp eyes! The No. 2 member of Haojiang Gang! Known for being smart and capable! Big Brother Broken Tooth!

Broken tooth horse! The short, big brother Haojiang in a striped shirt with a cigarette in his mouth! The No. 1 member of the Haojiang Gang! Two years ago, he single-handedly founded the Haojiang Gang! He is cruel and ruthless, and he is the first member of the Macau community!

Macau is not as vast as Hong Kong Island, and it can support several associations. After years of fighting, one fight lasts for more than ten years, decades.

Macau is just a small island, with such a small area, it can only support a large club. Two years is enough time from the position to the top position, and you can be the first!

Not to mention the comparison with the Mainland, Taiwan Island, Golden Triangle and other places.

And in terms of various businesses, Macau is no match for Hong Kong Island.

After all, the population is limited... Selling fans, smuggling can't even earn postage! There are only two things that can really make money, one is arms and the other is casinos!

As an arms transfer station in Asia, Macau's arms business has always been in the hands of "Qi Ma".

Beng Yaju has a good relationship with "Qi Ma".

I will not touch the business of "Qi Ma".

Now that the Haojiang gang is growing day by day, it is urgent to open up new sources of income to support the development of the entire gang and continue to grow.

Beng Yaju set his sights on another most profitable business - the casino!

Or gambling!

A license to open a new casino!

Work for Mr. He's casino, work as a security guard, and feed the fish as a shame. How can you make money faster by opening your own casino? So Beng Yaju focused on the "gambling card" issued by the Macau government this year, and his attack on the Vietnamese gang was just to eliminate opponents. As for who is supporting the opponent and how strong is it? Bengyaju is not very clear...

He only knows that Beng Yaju is the biggest in Macau!

"Cough cough."

Beng Yaju drove his Toyota back home, took the water cup handed by the horse boy next to him, and cleared his throat with a drink.

Immediately, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

beep beep.

After the call is connected.

He said out loud, "Ayao."

"I've dealt with the Vietnamese gang."

The phone rang with the voice of "Ding Yao", the sister-in-law of the Sanlian Gang.

"Brother Ju."

"Thank you very much."

"I will definitely follow the agreement, half of you and half of me."

"Split the cards evenly!"

The so-called "equal sharing of gambling cards" is naturally a joint venture to open a casino. The two hold 50% of the shares and share the casino revenue equally.

There is only one real gambling card.

"good."

"I trust you."

"When will you come over to accompany me?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Beng Yaju's mouth.

The smile is a little rippling.

Ding Yao elongated her voice and said in an ambiguous tone: "Brother Ju...you know...that old man Lei Gong is not enough for me, I really want to see you soon..."

"But Taiwan Island has a lot of things going on recently..."

"I also accompany Lei Gong to worship the ancestors..."

Beng Yaju's tone sank and said: "Okay!"

"Go and accompany Lei Gong!"

"Wait until I win the gambling card! You have to accompany me every day in Macau and handle business for the Sanlian Gang every day. I want to sleep with you every day! Sleep with you when Lei Gong is calling you!"

"Tick." Ding Yao hung up the phone, leaving only one sentence: "I'm waiting for you..."

"It's so fucking coquettish!"

"I just like flirty women!" Beng Yaju hung up the phone, picked up a cigarette again, and looked very fierce.

A gambling card.

Involving billions of interests.

Vietnam Gang! big boss! Triple Gang! Haojiang Gang!

The situation in Haojiang rises!

Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan gather together!

...

three days later.

General Administration.

Zhuang Shikai came to the basement floor with a cup of coffee.

"Sir Zhuang?"

"You found me?"

Zeng Xiangrong raised his head and asked.

The poor office area of ​​the Ministry of Internal Affairs is located on the first floor of the basement, which can be called the lowest office in the entire police station.

Of course, this is not intentional to embarrass the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but most of the laundry room, parking spaces and other facilities are set up in the basement.

It is more convenient for the office area of ​​the Ministry of Internal Affairs to be located on the first floor of the basement.

And Zeng Xiangrong was the Chief Inspector of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Great priority is given to matters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Therefore, his desk is very conspicuous, in the largest and quietest part of the office area.

It's just that a dignified chief inspector is transferred to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and sits on the bench, no matter what, he will feel desolate and miserable.

What's more, I commute to get off work on time every day, read the newspaper and listen to the radio.

It is very uncomfortable!

Zhuang Shikai was wearing a neat suit, holding a coffee cup and a document in his hand.

Zeng Xiangrong spotted him as soon as he entered the office area.

Zeng Xiangrong immediately stood up with excitement and said hello to the officer.

After all, Zhuang Xi's recent series of victories has hit Lu Xi until he can't stand upright, so Lu Minghua resigned on his own initiative. Now that Mr. Zhuang is here, is he going to fish him out?

Zeng Xiangrong is not a guy who wants to eat and die! He really wants to go back to the action department and make a difference!

But Mr. Zhuang pretended to say: "Yes! The coffee just spilled on the suit, I want you to wash the shirt!"

"Well……"

"Leave the laundry to the inspector in the laundry room next door."

"Fill out a form."

"I'm not in charge of washing clothes!" Zeng Xiangrong said that he was a chief inspector anyway, even if he was sitting on the bench, he was still a chief inspector, how could he ask the chief inspector to wash clothes?

And when he heard that Mr. Zhuang didn't come to fish him out, but came to look for a laundryman on a special trip, his expression froze immediately, feeling so wronged.

The excited expression also eased, and there was still some disappointment in his expression, and his tone was full of embarrassment.

Zhuang Shikai looked at him with a cup of coffee and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't you happy?"