Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 474 Uncle Johnny Wang

Jiang Lang lowered his arms and asked in a soft voice, "Sir, what's the matter?"

"Huh..." Zhuang Shikai lowered his head to light a cigarette for himself, exhaled white mist, raised his head and said with a smile, "Don't be with Uncle Hai."

"Go talk to Johnnie Wang."

"Uncle Hai" is an old-fashioned arms dealer on Hong Kong Island. He provides supplies to the four major clubs all year round. The total business volume is actually not large. The amount of goods shipped at one time is at most a dozen boxes, and the goods sold are only circulated within the clubs. , consumption.

Back then, in order to control the number of arms of the Hong Kong Island community, Mr. Zhuang specially sent several undercover agents to Uncle Hai.

"Jiang Lang" is the best performer among them, and he has become the right-hand man of "Uncle Hai".

As for the other undercover agents, who were injured and quit, or pushed to the edge, their positions were not as important as Jiang Lang.

It's a pity that "Uncle Hai" can't restrain the horses under him as he gets old.

In addition, due to several surprise raids by the police force, several batches of munitions were successfully confiscated, causing "Uncle Hai" to suffer heavy losses and be unable to develop.

Johnnie Wang rises.

Therefore, it is useless to keep "Jiang Lang" by Uncle Hai's side.

On the contrary, it is more advantageous to arrange to "Johnny Wang".

You know, Jiang Lang, Johnny Wang, and others used to be the leaders of "Uncle Hai".

It is said that now "Johnny Wang" wants to completely seize the entire Hong Kong Island market, and is looking for Uncle Hai everywhere, trying to get rid of "Uncle Hai".

And Johnny Wang wants to recruit Jiang Lang into his gang!

Because both of them used to work under Uncle Hai, one was famous for his arrogance and dare to fight, and the other was famous for his loyalty and skill.

In fact, Johnny Wang admired Jiang Lang very much, and it was normal to want to recruit him into his team.

This is an opportunity worth taking advantage of.

Uncle Hai was targeted by the police again because of his age.

It is clear that the dealer behind the International Arms does not seek cooperation from him.

Then he found Johnny Wang under him, and supported the arrogant and arrogant Johnny Wang to succeed.

Sometimes arrogance is an advantage.

Zhuang Shikai had stared at Uncle Hai and failed to kill him, because he felt that Hong Kong Island, as a port city, would be hard to eliminate arms smuggling, and there would definitely be a market for it.

That being the case, he might as well leave a banker who is easy to control and has nails around him on the road.

In this way, he can control the circulation of arms in Hong Kong Island from the side through intermittent strikes, so as to prevent the social stock of arms from being too large.

Now suddenly a "Johnny Wang" with a strong background...a very powerful international arms dealer...then it is meaningless to keep an eye on "Uncle Hai".

Since there is a chance! Why not put the nails where they are most useful!

At this moment, Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "Do you want Uncle Hai to die?"

Zhuang Shikai shook his head: "I want Johnny Wang to die!"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly: "Understood."

He flicked the cigarette ash and said, "I'll call you when the time comes."

"I'll help you."

Zhuang Shikai stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you!"

"Work for the chief?" Jiang Lang smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Dedicated to Hong Kong Island!"

At this moment he was very sincere and firm.

Immediately he let out another breath: "Ah sir."

"I'm leaving!"

After he finished speaking, still holding the cigarette between his fingers, he took two steps forward, intending to leave the rooftop and go to work.

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai suddenly turned around and called him, "Hello!"

"etc!"

Jiang Lang paused, turned around and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"

"Sir!"

Zhuang Shikai reached into his pocket and took out something.

"Whew!" He threw it directly to the opposite side, and things drew an arc.

There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth: "Stinky boy! Today is your birthday...."

"Click!" Jiang Lang raised his hand to catch the gift with precision.

He opened his palm and saw that an exquisite brand-name lighter was lying quietly in his palm.

The left side of the lighter is frosted with a wave pattern, and the right side is engraved with the word "Jianglang".

At the bottom there is a string of numbers.

2973.

This is his siren, but there is no PC abbreviation, as if it is a number that has lost its meaning.

Even if someone picks it up or discovers it, at most it will only be regarded as an abbreviation of a birthday, and there will be no other associations.

At this time, Jiang Lang was playing with the lighter, his eyes swept over the string of numbers, but his eyes became extremely deep.

He knew that Sir Zhuang was using a certain method to remind him, never forget his identity and mission.

This string of numbers is engraved into his soul, meaning that cannot be washed away or erased.

"Ding!" Jiang Lang opened the lid of the lighter, slid it with his hand, rubbed it to ignite, the flame flickered, flicked and extinguished.

"Thank you!" Jiang Lang raised his hand to thank him, walked towards the roof exit again, turned and left.

Zhuang Shikai put his hands in his pockets, stood on the edge of the roof, and suddenly said loudly: "After finishing this order, I will resume my job!"

Jiang Lang didn't respond aloud, but raised his hand and waved it, silently expressing his understanding, and chose to disappear and meet again.

Behind Zhuang sir was a blue sky with white clouds and high-rise buildings. With his hands in his pockets, he turned his face sideways and began to enjoy the sound of the wind blowing on his face for a while.

...

New Territories.

A warehouse.

a week later.

Uncle Hai was standing in the warehouse wearing a cotton shirt.

I saw that he was short, with gray temples and wrinkled face. He had already begun to look old, and he was no longer an age suitable for mixing in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, he stood in the middle with a few leaders, raised his hand and directed a dozen horsemen to carry the goods, preparing to transport the last batch of ammunition in the warehouse to the car, and distribute it to several Burmese on Hong Kong Island at a low price.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" At this moment, a servant beside Uncle Hai shouted.

"yes, Sir!"

Horse boys hung sweat scarves on their shoulders and wore white shirts, and moved faster.

Jiang Lang stood by.

The expression is cautious.

Uncle Hai turned to him and said, "Ah Lang."

"I'm going to Thailand tomorrow..."

Jiang Lang's expression was calm: "Uncle Hai."

"I go with you."

Uncle Hai shook his head: "No need."

"I have closed the mountain."

Jiang Lang's expression changed slightly, but Uncle Hai took a step forward and patted him on the shoulder: "All these businesses are entrusted to you. You can do whatever you want. If you don't want to do it, you can take your brothers to do other things. Your skills are not worrying." eat."

"But..." Jiang Lang moved his lips, wanting to refuse.

"Boom!" There were two loud bangs outside the warehouse door.

The warehouse door was suddenly blasted open, and three pickup trucks full of horses rushed into the warehouse at a high speed. One of the horses on the pickup truck held a rifle, raised the muzzle, and fired wildly in all directions.

"Da da da." The sound of gunfire was like a shower, and the blood spattered like waves of ink.

"Ahhh!"

In the warehouse, a horse boy in white shirt screamed, was shot and fell to the ground, and the cargo box in his hand also fell to the ground. Ma Zai was also quickly emptied.

"Uncle Hai!" Jiang Lang stepped forward, opened his hands, and protected the boss.

"Boom!" A truck drove into the warehouse, and a man dressed in a messy face jumped out of the door and walked up to the two of them with an AK in his hand.

Now several cars have surrounded Uncle Hai and the others, dozens of guns are aimed at them, and every boy has a ferocious expression and a sarcasm on his face.

"Johnny Wang" wore sunglasses, a big gold chain around his neck, and a leather jacket, dragging an AK to Uncle Hai.

"Uncle Hai!"

"Long time no see!" Johnny Wang grinned.

"snort!"

Uncle Hai threw the cigarette butt on the ground, with unkind eyes, and scolded sharply: "Johnny! You even killed the whole family!"

"A dozen or so brothers lying on the ground! Which one hasn't had a drink with you! Have you drank tea? Called you Johnny?"

Johnnie Wang held up the AK with one hand, stared wide-eyed, and roared like thunder: "I don't care! If you stop me from getting rich, you will die!"

"I don't care if it's you! It's still a piece of shit!"

"Johnny Wang! You bastard who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors!" An old brother next to Uncle Hai couldn't hold back anymore, stepped forward and raised his hand to curse.

"Da da da!" Johnnie Wang did not hesitate to pull the trigger decisively, holding the AK with one hand, the muzzle of the AK suddenly trembled, and only the first two bullets killed the street fighter who scolded him. The remaining strings of bullets flew in all directions, killing several of Johnny Wang's own subordinates, they were simply perverted and vicious.

"Pa-ta." Johnnie Wang threw the AK rifle on the ground after firing the gun. Hehehe, chuckled twice, stepped forward a few steps, walked in front of Jiang Lang, and took out a gun in his arms. Zhang check said: "One million Hong Kong dollars!"

"Ah Lang! Come with me later!"

"It's just a little bit of traveling expenses."

Now there are only Uncle Hai and Jiang Lang left in the arena.

Jiang Lang held the gun in his left hand, staring at the check with his eyes fixed...

"No money!"

"Just die!"

Johnny Wang said suddenly.

Uncle Hai raised his hand to push Jiang Lang away, stepped forward and scolded angrily: "Johnny! Don't play this game with me!"

"It's up to you to kill or cut!"

"A Lang is not someone you can threaten!"

"I can trust Ah Lang!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Five minutes later, three crisp gunshots rang out in the warehouse. Johnny Wang laughed loudly, put his arm around Jiang Lang's shoulders, got into the truck, and quickly drove away from the scene.

half an hour later.

Zhuang Shikai, dressed in a suit, drove to the scene.

I saw him pushing the door and stepping out of the car, raised his hand to raise the cordon, bent over and got up again, and walked into the warehouse.

Several inspectors and senior inspectors from the New Territories Police District, a total of more than a dozen people, immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Sir Zhuang! Sir Zhuang! Sir Zhuang!"

"En." Zhuang Shikai nodded, saw the blood on the ground, frowned and asked, "Did a lot of people die at the scene?"

"Eighteen people died!"

"It's a completely one-sided massacre!" Serious cases in the New Territories, senior inspector "Mo Jiahua", on behalf of the New Territories Police Station's on-site personnel, replied aloud to the officer.

Zhuang Shikai pondered and said, "Did you die?"

"There is one!" Mo Jiahua replied aloud: "A munitions leader named 'Guan Shanhai' was shot three times in the body, but all three shots avoided the heart, and he has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. There is a good chance of coming back."

The fact that the New Territories police were able to arrive at the scene in time was obviously someone who tipped off the news and gave "Uncle Hai" a way out, which was a kind of tacit understanding between the two.

Zhuang Shikai straightened his sleeves and said, "Okay."

"After Guan Shanhai is discharged from the hospital, he will be handed over to the Hong Kong Island Region to take over. The Hong Kong Island Region will carry out the prosecution process for him. As for the case at the scene..."

Zhuang Shikai issued an order: "Hand it over to the Criminal Department of Hong Kong Island!"

"Yes, sir!" Mo Jiahua and other New Territories police officers stood at attention and saluted, and immediately replied.

This case involves an international arms dealer, and has always been handled by the Hong Kong Island Region. The New Territories Police District has no qualifications to intervene.

What's more, even the on-site information was given by the Hong Kong Island Region, and the New Territories Police District didn't want to intervene at all.

These little police officers did not dare to talk too much in front of the speaker.

What will happen to "Guan Shanhai" in the future?

Zhuang sir only promised to give "Uncle Hai" a way to survive, but he didn't promise to let him spend his old age in peace.

This kind of person who made his fortune by smuggling arms, even if his temples are grayed out by the times, he is not qualified to enjoy his old age.

"I'm waiting for a meeting to be held." Zhuang Shikai raised his watch and looked down. Mo Jiahua stood beside him, immediately understood, and took the lead in speaking: "Zhuang sir, I'll see you off."

A group of police officers from the New Territories immediately stepped forward to accompany the boss to leave the scene...

Today is National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival!

Let’s celebrate together, the first chapter is at 9:00 am, the second chapter is at 2:00 noon, and the third chapter is at 5:00 pm, everyone is happy and happy together, I wish you all a family reunion and prosperity.