Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 764: The police force is about to attack!

West End.

breakfast.

"goodbye, baby."

An old apartment building with mottled walls and potted plants in front of the corridor windows.

An inspector, wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, stood in front of the door, hugged the wife who was wearing a nightgown at the door, put his hands gently on the wife's slender waist, and lowered his head to kiss his wife's cheek.

"Go, go to work." The wife's face was rosy, she held her husband's chin with her hand, and announced the beginning of a new day with a light kiss.

"Papa." The wife patted the young man's buttocks with her hands, and after only two pats, the young man twisted his buttocks, which seemed to be a little stiff and sore.

The young wife's brows are happy, her eyes are satisfied, and she looks like she has just been moisturized.

Many young couples always like to exercise in the morning before going to work. It is said that they are more fun than at night.

"You go to work, and I'll make dinner for you tonight." The young woman patted the man's butt again, and the man finally put on his heels and left with his briefcase in his hands...

The man walked down the stairs from the old building and stood on the side of the street, planning to hail a minibus to go to Central, where the Financial Secretary went to work.

Seeing him poking his head and waiting quietly, he is no different from the wage earner driving a car in the 21st century.

The young woman stood outside the corridor, looking at her husband quietly, with deep affection in her eyes, which looked like love.

"Wow!"

"Wow!" At this moment, the doors of two vans on the street were pushed open, and a dozen fierce-looking men in suits, but well-dressed but well-dressed, stepped out of the van, and approached the man with unhurried steps. Surround yourself with men.

"Your name is Zhang Sheng?" Helian Entertainment, director of film and television department, "Big Head" stood in front of the man immediately.

At this moment, he was touching his belly with his hand, chewing a toothpick in his mouth, constantly pulling his face, and asked aggressively: "Did you go to check the account of Liansheng Entertainment last night?"

The belt around "Big Head"'s waist was specially drilled by a clothing store, and it could be inserted directly to the end, but it was still a little tight, making a round ball out of his stomach.

The white shirt under the suit jacket has three buttons on the lower abdomen, revealing a few sexy black hairs above the navel.

The young inspector "Zhang Sheng" was full of fighting spirit and was about to start a new day of work. Unexpectedly, before boarding the bus, he was blocked by a group of people.

The wife in the corridor saw the scene downstairs, and her pretty face showed nervousness.

"Zhang Sheng" stepped back in front of a group of people, waved his hands and said, "Brother, you have found the wrong person. My name is not Zhang Sheng, but Chen Guang."

"Chen Guang?" The big head pulled out the toothpick from his mouth, took out a photo, and raised his hand to Zhang Sheng's face.

"Fuck the street! Do you really think we are blind? You don't go to Mong Kok to find out my big brother's name! When I was in my early years, you hadn't been circumcised yet!" The big head threw the toothpick on the ground and yelled: "Brother Ladies! The copycat beheaded him!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" A dozen Heliansheng brothers opened their suits, exposing the blades caught in their belts, pulled out their machetes, and rushed to the inspector in front.

At this time, the inspector knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly ran away...

I saw the inspector with his briefcase in his arms, leaning on the railing, turned over and jumped over the railing, and hurriedly ran along the front road. The big head supported the railing with both hands and lifted his feet. The suit pants were stretched open, and they were faintly about to burst, but he didn't even lift half of his feet.

In the end, the big head had no choice but to put down his legs and waved his hands, so that the brothers raised their machetes and divided into two teams, outflanking the inspectors up and down.

In the end, a group of employees of Liansheng Entertainment blocked the target dozens of steps away, raised their machetes, puff puff, and cut down the inspector. They directly chopped out more than a dozen knives, and cut the man down in a pool of blood.

"Huh, huh, huh..." Datou stood outside the crowd, panting heavily, picked up a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and shouted while wiping his sweat: "Damn it, I haven't led a team to kill people for a long time, and I let you run halfway!" Street? I'm unfamiliar, I'm really unfamiliar with playing female stars."

"Not suitable for cutting people at all?" Datou raised his hand and made a scratching gesture with a smile on his face.

...

"puff!"

Central.

a bus.

"You even checked the accounts of our Hongxing Group?"

"Is it because no one will know the names of Hong Xing's twelve staff members if they don't kill people for a few days?"

On the four seats at the front of the bus, several men wearing jackets and sweatpants stood up, each holding a steel pipe with a beveled cut in their hands, and approached a seat in the middle of the bus with fierce eyes.

The man in the suit in the middle seat showed fear, got up quickly, leaned on the seat, hugged the briefcase, and backed away in horror.

Finally, retreat to the rear of the car.

The prince continued to approach with his troops, knocked the man unconscious to the ground with a stick, and cursed continuously: "I tell you! Call me Prince Hongxing!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The prince led others to crowd forward and beat up the man.

On the bus, the citizens panicked.

"Squeak!" The bus driver quickly stopped the bus and parked the car on the side of the road.

The prince glared at the man viciously, "Pfft", raised the steel pipe in his hand, gave it a hard blow, and then used the oblique cut to insert the steel pipe directly into the man's arm, causing the man to hug his arm and let out a scream.

"Get out!" The prince picked up the briefcase on the ground, glanced past the man, turned around and yelled, then turned around and got out of the car with the three brothers, and quickly disappeared on the side of the street.

...

"Your Financial Secretary and the Accounting Committee should prepare the data, hold a hearing next Wednesday, and publicly solicit opinions on tax increases on Friday."

Victoria Peak.

villa.

Wearing a suit, Prince Charles stood in the study, admiring an authentic work of "Van Gogh", one of the world famous paintings "Star and Moon Night".

As one of Van Gogh's masterpieces, Starry Night was born in a psychiatric hospital in Saint-Rémy, France. In a distorted way, the next village is depicted in blue, yellow and black.

This is the work of Van Gogh after his second mental breakdown, and it is also the sublimated world of art.

Charles seems to be obsessed with this work, as if he can glimpse another world through a distorted perspective.

The Financial Secretary stood behind the carpet and bowed slightly: "Your Highness, there have been eight incidents of attacks on tax inspectors today. Among them, the most seriously injured inspector was stabbed sixteen times and is currently being rescued in the ICU."

"When these inspectors were injured and attacked, some accounting documents were lost, but the relevant documents are backed up and will not have any impact on their work."

Reported by the Financial Secretary.

Prince Charles supported his chin and nodded slightly: "Do a good job in the compensation of the attacked inspectors. After all, they are doing things for us..."

"By the way, how long will it take to finish the tax increase assessment report of the chief accountant 'Phillips'?"

"Report Your Highness, it will only take three days at the earliest." The Financial Secretary leaned over slightly.

"Let the chief accountant hand over the evaluation report to the second chief accountant' Barty Crouch" for calculation. The watch on Prince Charles's hand was shining, and the broken diamonds in the dial seemed to be like nebulae, reflecting the golden moon in the picture.

"Hiss." The Financial Secretary took a breath and said aloud, "Your Highness, what do you mean...the Chinese businessmen may attack the Association of Great Accountants?"

With a calm face, Charles said aloud: "The government's tax increase is using the government's authority, which is an internal affair, and even the Chinese side has no right to intervene."

"Although our tax increase will actually harm China's interests, but we are in power on Hong Kong Island after all, so why do they point fingers at economic and internal affairs?"

"You know, at worst, we can admit the failure of the tax increase system in a few years, but we didn't cause a loss of life on Hong Kong Island. Who dares to blame us?"

If it weren't for Huashang Capital's strong backing from the police force, Huashang Capital wouldn't even have the ability to resist. As for the government's exercise of power, if the relevant departments are internal, there may be opportunities for planning and weighing.

As a violent institution, the police force has nothing to do with the tax department. The tax department wants to raise taxes, and the Chinese want to stop it.

The only way is to play black hands!

Because they are playing for nothing, the tax authorities will not care about the police force. After all, Hong Kong Island taxation is not even a disciplined force.

"I will send the Royal Special Forces to protect the two big accountants. At the hearing on Wednesday, I must get the complete tax increase materials, which will convince all sectors of society." Charles said while looking at "Starry Night" .

"Yes, Your Highness." The Financial Secretary bowed deeply, turned and left.

"He Liansheng and Hong Xing actually did it?" Zhuang Shikai of the General Administration stood in the tea room, holding a cup of coffee, listening to Yuan Haoyun's report in front of him.

Yuan Haoyun was wearing a suit and casual clothes, holding a spoon in his hand, shaking the coffee gently, nodded and said: "Yes, there are many beheading cases on the street, all of which were written by two companies."

Zhuang Shikai's expression showed surprise, but he was a little surprised in his heart: "Well done!"

Even if He Liansheng and Hong Xing didn't take the initiative to make a move, he planned to use the power of the two major associations to beat the side drums and intimidate the British prince.

You must know that although the associations have theoretically disappeared, the company formed by the two major associations, even if it enters the business world, still has a hidden strength in its subordinates, enough to come out and do something.

After all, tax increases are also added to associations. How reasonable is it to let associations come out for activities? Now the two major companies have taken the initiative to jump out, which is enough to deter the royal family.

And as long as the matter is not made a big deal, dozens or hundreds of people will make a fuss. Then the community still doesn't exist, and it doesn't affect the security of the community at all. It's just that there are dozens of cases of revenge and wounding.

"Call Big Boss B and Jimmy Zai to be friends." Zhuang Shikai ordered in a flat tone.

"Yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun nodded.

"Also, inform the Flying Tigers to prepare to do something." Zhuang Shikai said aloud.

"Yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun responded loudly, and then asked: "A business or private matter? How can I tell Zhou sir?"

Zhuang Shikai glared at him: "If you are doing private affairs in the name of business, just say what I say!"

police force! Really ready for the black hand!

Because the only way to solve the tax increase is to shoot and kill the people of the Association of Great Accountants and steal the relevant data.

...

"Your Highness, the Royal Special Affairs Team is reporting to you!" On that day, a man in a suit with a cropped cut, a capable expression, and a pen pinned to his chest came to Taiping Mountain, the prince's residence.