Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Someone rebelled, disperse the team and defeat the thugs!" Cai Zhaohui, Chen Li, Zeng Shaoke, Qian Weishan and other frontline commanders immediately ordered.

"Yes, sir!" The Chinese police from each district immediately charged forward and started to attack the armed thugs in groups of five.

"Bang bang bang!" Gunfire could be heard from time to time on the street. After betraying the enemy, the Kowloon Tong detectives immediately shot the bandit leader in the leg and shoulder, knocking down the organizer who was trying to escape to the ground. It is necessary not to shoot in the fatal area when necessary.

The thugs saw continuous gunshots and found that the police had completely suppressed and dispersed the crowd, and suddenly they began to collapse.

Especially after Ah Wei's death, the thugs lost their effective organization. They fled and surrendered. They were defeated and no longer dared to resist the police.

After the coffin and wreaths were set on fire, the scene became even more eerie. Many people attending the funeral were frightened and were restrained by the police. They were still muttering: "Dongguan guys, don't come to me, don't come to me... …”

At this moment, the area around the coffin became the most chaotic area. Lei Luo had a group of agents armed with guns to protect him. They did not encounter any big crisis, but they were still continuously clashed with thugs and had to shoot to protect themselves: "Bang bang bang!"

Lei Luo fired three shots to knock down the thug in front of him, rushed forward quickly, and shot again to injure him with the strong water coming towards him.

Qiang Shui was shot in the chest, backed up against the wall, opened his mouth and said: "Young man, you are not loyal..."

"Bang!" Lei Luo raised the gun with his right hand and blocked his chest with his left hand. He pressed the strong water hit by the gun against the wall, stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth full of blood, shouted with his eyes widened: "Lese , I will tell you my loyalty!"

"Pfft!" He pulled the trigger and fired the last bullet in the bomb bay. Blood spurted onto the wall, covering his face. However, Lei Luo didn't even wipe it off. He stood in the corner, filled the bullet, and ordered in a low voice. : "Go to Brother Xian!"

ten minutes later.

The police team is still cleaning the scene and trying to arrest the criminals, but the battle has come to an end and no one dares to resist with arms.

The previously over 800 armed men were all cleared away in an instant, leaving only iron bars, wooden clubs, machetes, and glass bottles on the ground.

Chen Li took the Tsim Tsim East Chinese police back to the rear to rest. When he saw the road filled with people gradually clearing up, and the sounds of riots and fighting began to subside in the night, he let out a long sigh of relief: "We won."

"Master, it is natural to win." He Dingxian struck a match, lit a cigarette for Master, waved his hands, and said with a relaxed face: "If we lose, how many people will be buried with us?"

"Will I be buried with you?" Chen Li glanced at him and exhaled smoke. His military uniform had long been soaked with sweat, but now he felt indescribably comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a burst of neat footsteps from the entrance on the right side of the street. A well-trained and energetic military uniformed force, as many as 500 people, formed a square formation and arrived at the Shek Kip Mei scene.

"Here we come." When Chen Li saw a black BMW approaching, he raised his eyebrows and said warily: "What a good time!"

He Dingxian watched the Kowloon District Chief Inspector Hua push open the car door, with a calm look on his face, and approached with several subordinate detectives, looking very uncomfortable: "He is not waiting for the end, he wants to pick peaches!"

Fortunately, he had Lei Luo as an internal response and could kill him with one blow at the critical moment. Otherwise, if the Chinese police from the fourth district were the main force to drag him down, Chen Tong would really be given the opportunity to take over the scene.

Chen Tong's move was basically like tearing his face apart and standing up to fight with his life. He Dingxian didn't bother to give him a good look. He turned around and said to Chen Lida: "Have someone stop him."

"I know." Chen Li nodded lightly and quietly winked to the side. Immediately, a group of military uniforms came forward and raised their hands to stop Chen Tong and others: "Sorry, in the security area, no one is allowed to leave without the order of the commander."

"Damn it, are you qualified to block the road?" The Jordan District detective pushed his military uniform away and was about to step forward, but was beaten back by two police officers with sticks.

When Chen Tong saw that the military uniform dared to take action against Inspector Hua, his expression suddenly changed. His eyes jumped over the cordon, and he saw He Dingxian confronting him without changing his expression.

When Detective Jordan pulled out his gun, Chen Tong quickly stopped him with his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let your people stay where they are."

A chief Chinese detective could not even intervene in the actions within his jurisdiction. The standard-bearer's authority was lost and he completely lost control over his Chinese police officers.

At the same time, a new person in power emerged to replace him in Kowloon.

Chen Tong took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and stood on the street, quietly watching the Chinese police chasing the gangsters while letting the 500 uniformed police officers he brought stand and cool off.

Covered in blood, Lei Luo led his men to withdraw from the battlefield and hurriedly planned to enter the security area, but happened to bump into Inspector Chen Tong who had arrived.

His expression was stunned, and his steps slowed down a little, but then he passed by Chen Tong without stopping. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Chen Tong took the initiative to shout: "Aluo!"

"Uncle Tong." Lei Luo stopped and faced him head on.

Chen Tong sighed: "Will you take my current position in the future?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Tong." Lei Luo opened his mouth to apologize. Chen Tong raised his right hand holding a cigarette, stopped him, and asked again: "I know what you said, why?"

Lei Luo's expression changed, and he couldn't say anything about whether he was right or wrong. He finally shouted out what was in his heart: "Uncle Tong, you told me, don't be a paper tiger. If you want to do it, be a real tiger!"

"Tonight, am I fierce enough? Am I fierce enough?"

Chen Tong nodded and replied: "It's majestic enough and Baguan enough."

He has always admired Lei Luo's ability, mind, and subconsciously, his character and character, but good character cannot be mixed in the police force.

He has always wanted Lei Luo to become an ambitious and ambitious person, but he forgot that ambition and character cannot go together.

When a person's ambition exceeds his conscience, he can do anything.

tiger!

It can eat people!

Lei Luo nodded when he heard this, very free and easy, turned around and left confidently: "As long as it's powerful enough, I won't embarrass you. Thank you Uncle Tong for your five years of cultivation. I'll leave first."

He led people into the security area, stood in front of the commander and saluted: "Sir!"

"Aluo, thank you for your hard work." He Dingxian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying with admiration: "If it weren't for you, many more people would have died tonight."

"The responsibility lies." Lei Luo replied aloud with a calm expression.

He Dingxian nodded and promised: "When the operation is over, I will report your merits to the commander."

"Thank you sir!"

Lei Luo accepted it calmly.

"Master, I'll leave the scene to you. I have to go back and make a phone call with Gui Lao to report the situation at the scene." He Dingxian didn't plan to stay on the streets until dawn. There were four detectives from China and seven to eight hundred police officers. The staff is working.

What's the point of him staying?

The boss has to step in at the most dangerous moment, and he also has to connect the higher-ups for the brothers...

"OK."

"Leave it to me." Chen Li was experienced and unfazed, and simply replied.

Lardboy waved to the driver from the front, and the Mercedes-Benz sedan drove outside the cordon. The two detectives sent the boss to the car and immediately continued to command the troops.

Tung Choi Street.

In a rented room, Ge Bai stood in front of a phone, pacing back and forth, uneasy. Tonight, the entire top police force was waiting for news.

It’s not just Kowloon, it’s not just Chinese people.

"Ding ding ding."

Under the light, a phone rang.

Ge Bai stepped forward, grabbed it, stood in front of the chair and said hurriedly: "Hey!"

"Sir Ge, I am He Dingxian." He Dingxian was leaning on the sofa at home, holding the phone in his right hand and flicking the cigarette ashes in his left hand. A beautiful girl stood behind his head and was rubbing her shoulders. When Bai Yue'e saw the man approaching his head, she quickly stretched out her face. : "Boo!"

"Detective He, how is the situation on the front line?" Ge Bai asked eagerly.

He Dingxian looked relaxed and said with a smile: "I don't know the situation on the front line. I'm having a massage at home and calling it a day."

"Done?"

Ge Bai looked stunned, thought for two seconds, and asked again: "Is it done?"

"nailed it."

He Dingxian said calmly: "I'm waiting for your news."

Ge Bai couldn't help being happy: "Okay, okay, I will inform you as soon as there is any news. Don't worry, the position of leader of the serious crime team will definitely belong to you."

"Good night, sir."

He Dingxian hung up the phone, put the cigarette back into his mouth, and patted Bai Yue'e's face. Bai Yue'e walked around the sofa knowingly, knelt on the carpet, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, holding it in her mouth to keep it warm...

"Cool!"

He Dingxian opened his arms, looked up at the ceiling, his expression relaxed, and suddenly he shivered all over.

The next day.

Morning.

In the office areas of the Mong Kok Police Station, Criminal Division, and Military Uniform Division, police officers were coming and going with busy expressions, and the ashtrays at each desk were full.

As soon as I entered the police building, I felt filled with smoke. In the past, the ghost guys would have come to train people, but today, the ghost guys turned a blind eye and went back to the office to handle official business. Occasionally, they would avoid the Chinese police officers they encountered.

"Brother Xian."

"Brother Xian."

When He Dingxian came to the first floor of the mission hall, the guys greeted him with open mouths. Many of them had worked hard all night without any rest.

The police detention room cannot hold so many people. Even if they are divided into five police districts, each police district still has about a hundred people to deal with.

There were no injuries last night, and the more energetic guys stayed to do their work. It was obvious that there were far fewer police officers in the office area than usual.

When He Dingxian saw Yan Xiong asleep on the chair, he raised his hand to drive away the clerk who wanted to wake Yan Xiong up. He took out a roll of Hong Kong dollars and said to the detective beside him: "Please have breakfast with all the brothers in the department. Wait until Ah Xiong wakes up and ask him to come to me."

"Thank you, Brother Xian." The agent took the Hong Kong dollar with joy on his face.

He Dingxian returned to the office, picked up the newspaper, and read as usual. It takes time for military victory to turn into political victory.

Means are also needed.

After fighting a victorious battle, sometimes just finishing a victorious battle, if you want to gain political benefits, you need to cooperate with political actions.

He Dingxian is the military commander in this operation and does not assume the leadership of political operations. He can just wait for news from Gui Lao.

Those ghost guys are more anxious than him.

He only needs to distribute the interests of the Chinese police in place on time.

At noon, Yan Xiong woke up during the guys' lunch time, tidied up a little, and came to the detective's office with a document.

"Brother Xian."