Chapter 113: The Jianghu has its own rules, and the police force has its own rules

Chapter 113: The Jianghu has its own rules, and the police force has its own rules

Chapter 113: The Jianghu has an order, and the police force has a word

"Brother Rafi!"

A fat, one-eared gunman wearing a Zhu Bajie mask, who was tall and strong, holding a PM-63 submachine gun in both hands, was blocking the stairs and dared not rush up.

At this moment, he was shocked and looked at the boss who fell on the stairs, with deep fear in his eyes.

"There's a gun."

"The old loyal ones have AKs."

Da da da.

Da da da.

The sound of bullets and screams composed a tragic song in the corridor. The mechanical sound of the gun barrel pulling was the string music, the short and powerful sound of bullets being ejected was the drum beat, and the wailing and roaring were the human voices.

There was no need for his roar as a warning, as the one-eared gunmen who rushed into the building had already witnessed Lao Zhong's firepower.

Because Hua Pi had arrived with his men to provide support, and four AKs fired alternately, forming a simple firepower network that easily locked the staircase entrance.

The fat Zhu Bajie's upper body shrank back downstairs, his arms trembling slightly, and he took off his plastic mask, revealing a silly face. His lower body was exposed to the gun muzzle, with several holes shot out of it. His eyes gradually lost focus, and he kept repeating, "How could there be an AK, how could there be an AK?"

The remaining six gunmen were terrified to see that they had lost two of their brothers before they even entered the company, and they couldn't help but want to retreat.

The man under Sha Wujing's mask trembled all over and said in fear: "Brother Fireball, let's retreat!"

"Old Zhong's men are prepared. They have several AKs, but we can't get in." Astro Boy, Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse all echoed.

The man wearing the mask of Tang Monk said anxiously: "Fuck him, we received the resettlement allowance, but we can't get the money back. The resettlement allowance has become funeral expenses. The company will not let us go."

"kill!"

"We must kill them!"

Tang Seng glanced at Zhu Bajie lying on the ground, secretly cursing him for being useless. When the gunfire from the upper floor stopped, he pushed Sha Wujing and shouted, "Charge!"

Sha Wujing was so frightened that his legs went weak. He sat on the ground, holding his head with both hands and crying, "Boss, I'm going home. I don't want to be out here anymore."

Tang Seng was furious when he saw that he had dropped his gun. He shouted, "Pick up the gun! Pick up the gun!!"

Jiang Hao and his two brothers stepped on the air conditioner chassis and overturned Building A of Defeng Building. They took a detour to the downstairs and each of them rushed up with a black star.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In the corridor, gunshots rang out again. The intensity was much lower and the duration was shorter than the previous time, but it caught the one-eared gunman off guard.

After a few screams, the masked gunmen lay dead on the ground, crowded at the stairwell, and the walls were covered in blood.

Jiang Hao led his men back to the office, looking unhappy and with a lingering murderous intent: "Brother Tang, it's done."

Zuo Shou cursed: "Damn it, Prince Rong is really brave. It hasn't been long since the last time, and the gunmen have already come to our door! Today, if Brother Tang hadn't brought back a few guns, we would have all gone to hell."

Yin Zhaotang looked calm and said calmly, "Ah Hao, take Hua Pi and the others to wash their hands and go to the room upstairs to rest first. Don't show up when the police come."

"Dan Tart, select a few brothers to come out and confess. The O-Ji people will definitely be here soon, we need to give them an explanation." Dan Tart nodded happily: "Don't worry, boss, I'll make the arrangements."

Several gunmen died in front of the company, and they had to pay a price to get away. How could the police help clean up the mess if they didn't arrest a few of their thugs?
There are many henchmen in the company, and many of them want to make meritorious deeds. Dant quickly selected five people, took out their weapons to get fingerprints, and then went to the scene to leave footprints.

Tak Fung Building is located in the center of Mong Kok. The gunfire alarmed a large number of citizens, and someone had already called the police. The police were dispatched quickly and in large numbers. They arrived at Tak Fung Building in just ten minutes and set up a cordon to block the entrance and exit.

Jimmy Lai, wearing a suit, leather shoes, with his ID hanging around his neck, walked sideways through the crowded corridor and stepped over a body bag.

He skillfully walked through the crowd and came to the travel agency's office area. He saw the mobile team members confronting Lao Zhong's men. He quickly raised his hands and said loudly: "Quiet down, quiet down, I'm from O!"

"Inspector, I'm a police officer, please show some respect."

There were more than 200 gangsters, without weapons, but just by forming a sea of ​​people, their momentum overwhelmed the blue hats of the PTU. The gangsters in the front row wanted to show off in front of the boss, spewing shit and being arrogant. The blue hats were only a group of seven people, all carrying guns, and were being choked by the gangsters.

Dan Tart was sitting on a chair, flipping through a magazine. When he saw the police officer from O Ji came out, he closed the magazine and said loudly, "Okay, it's a bit noisy. Be careful of complaints from the tenants upstairs."

The gangsters immediately stopped yelling and cursing. The blue-hatted captain, Chen Jialiang, was secretly unhappy when he saw that the limelight had been stolen by the Organized Crime and Triads, and glanced back at Jimmy Lai.

His relationship with Jimmy Lai is very bad, but they are in the same district and inevitably deal with each other often.

Jimmy Lai took advantage of his moment of indifference and slapped his butt, saying with a smile, "Mr. Chen, you look pretty firm lately. Have you been exercising a lot?"

Chen Jialiang was furious and his face turned red. He opened Li Zhibin's hand but couldn't say anything more. It was a taboo for the police to quarrel in front of the young and dangerous people. If someone reported them, they might be transferred to the logistics department.

Lai Chi-bin succeeded, feeling secretly happy. He came to a younger brother, stood on tiptoe, pointed at the egg tart behind him and shouted, "Egg tart boy, ask Ah-Tang to come out and have a chat?"

Dan Tart walked out from a group of younger brothers and said arrogantly, "Mr. Li, I am the company's licensee. If you have any questions, talk to me directly!"

Jimmy Lai looked him up and down, suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed his chest, saying with contempt: "Dan Tart, you are a small-time guy, why are you pretending to be a boss? Don't you think you are a big boss just because you manage a few stables?"

"Today, Lao Zhong and Shan Er are having a fight. The lowest person in Mong Kok should be the one to make the decision. Are you worthy of that?"

Dan Tart took a step forward in displeasure, and was about to say something harsh. Li Zhibin put his arm around his shoulder again and said in a gentle voice, "Dan Tart, I'm not looking down on you, it's just that you have no status."

"Well, I'll tell the guys to pack up and put all those people outside in jail. Can you make way for me?"

Chen Jialiang brought the PTU guys up with the intention of searching the entire travel agency to find the real culprit of the shooting.

At this time, he shouted: "Sir Li, you are a police officer, watch your words!"

Jimmy Lai turned around and glared at him, shouting: "O Tribe has its own way of doing things. Today, fighting broke out in Mong Kok, many people are going to die, you are going to collect their bodies!

"I am just spreading the words of the big sir. If you are unhappy, go talk to the big sir."

Chen Jialiang knew that the "Big Sir" that Jimmy Lai mentioned was Yu Shaoze, Chief Superintendent of Kowloon Region. He was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth and dared not say a word.

Niu Qiang walked out of the office and said expressionlessly: "Sir Li, my boss wants to see you."

Dan Tart raised his hand and waved, and the hundreds of thugs present gathered and slowly made way. Jimmy Lai looked solemn and frowned, and when he passed by Dan Tart, he heard a sarcastic remark.

"Mr. Li, remember to call me Yin Sheng when you go in. Don't call me by my boss's name randomly. How can you talk to others if you don't know manners?"

(End of this chapter)