Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Now it's mainly a lack of money!"

In the office, Du Yongxiao was smoking a cigarette, leaning on the chair, bearded bravely, Baliang Jin, and the three team leaders were all frowning.

Hu Xuyong was the first to speak: "Since the Flying Eagle Fleet was seriously damaged last time, the repair cost was as high as 100,000 yuan, and the battle casualties also broke through before. The previous police chief died a heroic sacrifice!"

"Now our fleet is at the bottom of the entire marine police department. The equipment is outdated, the warships are damaged, the training is insufficient, and everyone is still fighting each other. It is difficult not to be at the bottom!" Ba Liangjin said.

"Yeah, last month's salary is still owed. Since the death of the sheriff, Shangfeng has not looked at us well, and obviously wants us to fend for ourselves!"

"You're right, we're in a miserable state right now!"

"If you go on like this, you might as well be a pirate!"

"Who is going to be a pirate?" Du Yongxiao said suddenly.

The whiner hurriedly stopped.

Hu Xuyong smoothed things over and said: "Sir, don't be angry, no matter how poor we are, if we can't get along, we won't be thieves!"

"Yes, we are catching thieves!"

"I'm sorry, sir, just now I... just spoke in anger!"

Du Yongxiao snorted coldly, and stared at the man, "It's fine to talk angry, but if I hear that the other one is going to be a pirate again, I will definitely be punished!"

"yes!"

"The police should behave like a policeman! Since the backbone is broken, we must maintain our character!" Du Yongxiao said, "Although the police are very dark inside now, we must see clearly that the police are not thieves, at least we have licenses!"

The first paragraph made Hu Xuyong and others stand in awe, but the latter sentence made everyone look at each other in blank dismay.

"Okay, I have a general understanding of your situation. In the final analysis, it's all about money!" Du Yongxiao sorted out his thoughts, "I know, in terms of waterways, which word is the most lucrative now?"

"Of course it's Hehetu for water business!"

"That's right, Beng Ya, one of the Twelve Uncles of Hehe Tujian, is the master of the waterway!"

"Many people who rely on water to do business have to rely on the wharf. In addition, he also monopolizes the fish market, shipping, smuggling and other channels. He is crazy."

"Crazy people have the qualifications to be crazy. You are the Twelve Emperor Uncles, and you are covered by the Flying Dragon Fleet. Which one dares to move?"

Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, and finish talking.

Du Yongxiao roughly understood the current situation from their words.

"Wohetu" is a triad organization in Hong Kong. It was established in 1884. It means "peaceful unity and great success". Because the word "和" is next to the mouth, it has another name of "crooked mouth". And because the Cantonese "picture" has the same pronunciation as "peach", it is sometimes called "hetao", so it has another name of "hard shell".

As the oldest gang in Hong Kong, Hehetu is also the originator of the organization prefixed with "He". It is composed of 12 small gangs. The leaders of each small gang are collectively called "Twelve Emperors" or "Twelve Friends". It is generally known as the "emperor with crooked mouth".

Hehetu's income is mainly from waterways. Smuggling, freight, smuggling, and selling contraband are their main businesses. As one of the twelve emperor uncles, Beng Yacai is one of the bosses. The fleet is covered, and business is booming.

Besides, the Flying Dragon Fleet is an elite fleet of the Marine Police Department. Not only is it fully equipped, but it also owns some of the richest waters. It usually pretends to fight pirates, and spends more time working with people like Beng Yacai to make money together.

"Hey, the situation is like this now! Our Flying Eagle Fleet is dead snakes and rotten eels, and many people are waiting to see the joke. The higher-ups don't want to see it, waiting for us to disband! Sir, I don't know why you came here, but all of us I really hope you can lead us to turn around!" Hu Xuyong said to Du Yongxiao.

"Yes, we are all dying! Sir, we believe in you!" Ba Liangjin also said.

Du Yongxiao watched everyone staring at him eagerly, and snorted coldly: "You have to rely on yourself! Since you have no money, go grab it!"

"Grab one?"

"Broken teeth!"

Du Yongxiao's eyes showed a fierce look, "Dare you dare?"

...

At midnight, Tsim Sha Tsui Pier.

A freighter spewed thick smoke and came unscrupulously from a distance, not minding the patrol boats of the Marine Police Department at all.

This cargo ship is the merchant ship of Beng Yacai, the twelfth emperor of Hehetu, with the Beng Yacai flag on the bow and a blood-colored tiger head.

As Beng Yacai's confidant, Fan Liang, who is known as "Tianjianglong", is the escort officer of the merchant ship today. He is enjoying himself in the cabin at the moment, and has not noticed the two speedboats appearing on the water.

"Stop the ship! Temporary inspection!"

The speedboat attacked back and forth and stopped the cargo ship.

The boss of the ship saw the emblem of the speedboat clearly, and was slightly taken aback, "Why is it the Flying Eagle Fleet?"

At this time, I couldn't control too much, the boss of the ship ordered the cargo ship to be stopped, Du Yongxiao took Hu Xiyong, Ba Liang Jin and other five people jumped onto the deck, and the other six stayed on the speedboat, holding guns and waiting for the cargo ship.

"Sir, did you make a mistake?" The captain of the ship took out a cigarette, and while letting it go, he laughed again and again, "This water area is under the jurisdiction of the Flying Dragon Fleet. Are you guys... off course?"

Du Yongxiao took the cigarette from the captain of the boat, sniffed it with the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "That's right, we deviated from the course, but we received a tip that someone is smuggling here tonight!"

"Hehe, sir! You must be joking, everyone understands, and I know what you mean!" The boat boss said as he took out 1,000 Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed it to Du Yongxiao, "Take this for tea!"

"Wow, so much?" Du Yongxiao was surprised, "There are so many, what should we do, we haven't seen so much money for a long time?"

The boss of the boat was still laughing at first, but gradually stopped laughing. Du Yongxiao's exaggerated acting completely annoyed him.

"Sir, we are Bengya talented people!"

"Really, besides you, who else?"

"And Lao Tzu!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong man came out of the cabin with his pants in his hands, his face was full of flesh, and he spat in his mouth: "These chicks are not cooperative at all, picking on my mother!"

There are five bodyguards following behind the strong man, each of them is also big and round, looking fierce.

"Chick?" Du Yongxiao raised his eyebrows.

Hu Xuyong understood, and rushed in immediately with Ba Liang Jin and others!

After a while, come out.

Hu Xuyong looked angry: "Sir, you'd better go and see for yourself!"

Du Yongxiao walked into the cabin, and the scene in front of him made him furious.

Fourteen or fifteen girls in disheveled clothes were crammed into the cabin, with their hands and feet bound. Two or three of them were more beautiful, with almost no strands all over their bodies. They looked like they had just been abused, and their eyes were dull, looking at the top of the boat.

This is not smuggling,

This is human trafficking!

"Have you finished reading?" The burly man tightened his belt, came in with his bodyguards, picked his nose nonchalantly, flicked the nose on a girl's face, and said arrogantly to Du Yongxiao, "I am Fan Liang, a fan of Jianglong, you Which one is it?"

Du Yongxiao turned around, drew his gun and pointed it at his forehead: "I'm a poor man!"

boom!

Fan Liang widened his eyes,

Eyebrow blood hole,

Fall to the ground!