Chapter 7: Sir Ma Li, the leader of the Red Stick

Chapter 7: Sir Ma Li, the leader of the Red Stick

Chapter 7: Sir Ma Li, the leader of the Red Stick
"Pick, it's Yin Zhaotang from Shanghai Street!"

A gang member from Causeway Bay was wearing a black mask on his face, holding a machete, wearing a white T-shirt and blue jeans, and was chasing and killing Thai people on the streets.

Suddenly I saw the target being hit by a Honda motorcycle. Then I looked again and saw the figure of the rider, wearing a helmet, tall and very familiar!

"Damn it, Thai guy was killed by Yin Zhaotang from Shanghai Street."

"flash!"

Pa Chewei looked at Yin Zhaotang with hatred and threw the machete in his hand directly into the sewer grate. He took off his gloves and mask while running, and hurriedly ran into an alley with three thugs.

After crossing the alley, I saw a white Toyota Camry, and the driver was Fatty Ming.

I saw several people quickly open the car door, get in the car, and flee the scene.

Yin Zhaotang stumbled in the crowd and had just run five or six meters when gunshots were heard on the street.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Fire a warning shot. If you run again, I will shoot!" A plainclothes policeman in a jacket, sweating profusely, fired two shots into the air, holding the gun in both hands and shouting while standing on the street.

The four plainclothes officers who followed closely behind also drew their guns and pointed them at the motorcyclists in front of them.

Beep. Beep.
Yin Zhaotang's ears rang with the urgent sound of police sirens again. The PTU assault vehicle appeared on the street. The police team initially controlled the scene. Jiang Hao, Ah Le, and Zuo Shou all had resolute faces and fierce eyes. They stepped on the motorcycle accelerator and roared.
The front of the car was pointed directly at the O-Triad police team on the roadside, as if it was going to directly ram the police, which frightened several O-Triad plainclothes officers so much that they opened their eyes wide and looked a little terrified.

At this time, Yin Zhaotang also came to his senses and realized that things had changed. The Thai boy who was the target of the society was hit and killed by him!

In the eyes of the police, he was undoubtedly the killer who carefully planned the car accident.

All of this is the result of “wisdom luck”, and Lord Guan’s blessing, it’s so awesome!

Yin Zhaotang's eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his hands and shouted, "Ah Hao, I'll take it, don't be impulsive."

"Brother Tang!"

Jiang Hao, A Le and the others opened their helmet visors and turned to look at Yin Zhaotang who was raising his hands in surrender in the street. Yin Zhaotang smiled very relaxedly and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"We were driving normally, and someone rushed up to us looking for death, but they still framed us for murder."

Jiang Hao was stunned, and his brain went blank. Just now, they were driving in the traffic and there was a certain blind spot in their vision.

The boss's car was blocked by two cars. He could only see the Thai guy flying out but couldn't see how the car hit him.

Jiang Hao thought that the boss was specifically targeting the Thai guy, so he couldn't understand what the boss said no matter how hard he thought.

You use slander too?
Ah Le and Zuo Shou looked at each other, and then they suddenly realized what was going on. They both released the accelerator and took off their helmets, intending to give false testimony to the boss.
"Get down, get down!" Several plainclothes police officers from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau rushed forward, pressed the five people to the ground, and handcuffed them roughly.

Just now, Jiang Hao, A Le and three others tried to hit the police, but the police were not going to be polite to them.

A middle-aged police officer in the lead grabbed Yin Zhaotang's head, looked at him carefully, and found that he did not match the strong man in his memory.

She pushed his head away with contemptuous eyes and said with disdain, "Fuck your mother, you are another ignorant scoundrel, learning stories from the underworld and killing people for the society, thinking that after serving in prison for a few years, you can become a professional after you come out?"

"It was the 1950s. I've heard too many stories from decades ago. Idiot, I guarantee you'll be in jail for more than a decade. When you come out, you won't even be able to find a house with a letter in your name. It's bankrupt!" Yin Zhaotang cooperated with the police and didn't care about the officer's sarcasm. He even joked, "Sir, it was a traffic accident, a traffic accident. You don't need to handcuff me, right?"

"Hurry up and call my insurance company, otherwise the Royal Police will have to pay for the repairs. I wonder if Elizabeth will approve the budget!"

The middle-aged police officer heard him daring to shout, so he patted his head and said in an impatient and threatening tone: "Traffic accident, huh, the person who opened fire and created chaos in the airport is also your fellow disciple, right?"

"You took advantage of the time when the police officer was going through the registration procedures to cause trouble and killed someone with your motorcycle. Do you want to go to the labor camp for further training? This is a very new registration method. I will go back to the police station with the police officer and have a good talk with you!"

A young police officer came up and asked, "ID card!"

As soon as Yin Zhaotang told his location, someone started touching him.

The police officer took out an ID card and reported to the front desk via intercom. After verifying the identity information, he walked up to the middle-aged police officer and reported: "Mr. Li, no criminal record."

At this time, middle-aged police officer Li Zhibin had already started chatting with Chen Jialiang, the inspector-general of the TPU patrol team. They were smoking and discussing going to the bar for a drink after work. He sneered at the team member's report: "He's a rookie. He hasn't even been to a reformatory. It seems that he didn't do very well in the past."

Chen Jialiang nodded in agreement to the notorious Jimmy Lai, jokingly saying, "Right, when Mr. Lai was 17, he was already the leader of the Red Stick and Busan bands. In the underworld, few people can compare to you."

Li Zhibin's expression remained unchanged. He narrowed his eyes, sipped his cigarette and said, "That's right. There are not many people who are better than me when they are on the police force."

"I have something to do tonight, so forget about drinking."

"Remember to ask for help if you need it. Let's go first." Chen Jialiang threw away his cigarette butt and finished work with the TPU guys.

Jimmy Lai cursed in a voice just loud enough for others to hear: "Fuck you, you got promoted by clinging to a man's thigh."

"I'm almost in menopause and I'm trying to force it in. I practice whistling and trumpeting every night. It's perfect for TPU!"

Chen Jialiang's face immediately turned dark, he stopped, and finally he held his breath and boarded the assault vehicle.

It was no surprise for the plainclothes officers of the O-Tribe to speak ill of their superiors. Sir Li did have a bad reputation in the police force. When he was drunk, he would curse at him, but when he was not drunk, Sir Li would still dare to curse.

Jiang Hao who was standing nearby laughed when he heard this: "Sir, you two have a grudge against each other."

Jimmy Lai was actually interested in explaining to him: "At the Mong Kok District Inspectors' gathering last month, I scolded him twice."

"He likes to be someone's son and is looking for something to do with me."

Afterwards, Jiang Hao was hit hard in the stomach. Li Zhibin, who had just been smiling, looked fierce, and said while flexing his wrist, "Scumbag, stop asking about your grandfather's affairs."

"Pull away."

Yin Zhaotang, Jiang Hao, and Ah Lok were all stuffed into a police car. On the way to Mong Kok Police Station, the five of them said nothing. They came to the office area of ​​Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and kept insisting that it was a traffic accident.

After finishing his report at the Chief Inspector's Office, Lai Chi-bin came to the interrogation room with a box of chicken drumstick rice, casually placed it on the table, and said in a tone of an experienced person: "Jing Zhongyi what, Ah Tang, right?"

"It was my first time working for the club, so I was definitely very nervous. I tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. I finally fell asleep, but the time was up again. I didn't have time to eat, so I must be very hungry now."

"Actually, I have some friendship with Uncle Cat from Jing Zhongyi. I'd like to invite you to a special meal provided by the police force. If you cooperate well, no one will make things difficult for you."

(End of this chapter)