Chapter 123 This cup of tea is for loyalty and righteousness!

Chapter 123 This cup of tea is for loyalty and righteousness!

Chapter 123 This cup of tea is for loyalty and righteousness!
ten minutes later.

An emergency doctor stood in front of the ambulance door, looking at the exhausted police officer covered in blood, and said with admiration: "Officer Li, don't worry, we will do our best."

Li Zhibin squatted weakly beside the coastal highway and nodded, "Thank you, thank you doctor."

"I have news for you."

The doctor closed the tailgate of the car, and the ambulance drove to the hospital at high speed with the emergency lights flashing.

Lin Guoguang unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to his superior: "Sir Li, have a drink of water first."

"it is good."

Li Zhibin took the water and said, "Zheng, is Huanxi okay?"

"A little injury."

Ah Zheng was the brother who fell down halfway, and Huanxi was injured in the exchange of fire just now.

Lin Guoguang sighed and said comfortingly: "The doctor said that the bullet did not hit the heart. He can be saved. Don't worry too much."

Although Prince Rong fired three shots at A Kun, the night at the seaside was too dark and none of the three shots hit the vital points.

The ambulance arrived in time, so there was still hope.

Lin Guoguang said something very realistic: "Atou, we have tried our best. Instead of worrying about your friends, you should worry about yourself first. Prince Rong is not an ordinary person."

A black Chevrolet pulled up to the curb, and three police officers in suits and with their badges on their backs were walking toward them.

Jimmy Lai fumbled for a cigarette in his jacket pocket and took out a Marlboro. Before he lit it, a flickering blue flame appeared before his eyes.

A young police officer chewing gum, holding a silver Zippo lighter in his hand, half-knelt in front of him and asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Li?"

Jimmy Lai took a sip of his cigarette and exhaled, "It's me."

A police officer nearby held up his ID and said, "Sir Li, we are from the Kowloon Regional Internal Investigation Division. Six people died and four were injured in tonight's operation, involving people that the police force is paying close attention to."

"But according to what we know, this operation was not approved by our superiors. Please come back with us and make a record."

The young police officer covered his lighter, blew a bubble of gum from his mouth, and it popped. He laughed and said, "Haha, just go through the process, nothing will happen."

The O-Triad police officers who were resting nearby stood up, came to Jimmy Lai, and stared at the staff of the Internal Investigation Division.

They would never support A-tou so much in the past, but tonight, A-tou won their hearts.

Jimmy Lai held the cigarette high in his mouth, propped himself up on the floor, clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Kang Sir, I've heard of you, let's go!"

Chaoyi Restaurant.

Fat Cat came to the window, holding a cup of tea, and looked at the densely packed Lian Gong music at the other end of the electrical road, which began to disperse. He asked in confusion: "The meeting is over so early, aren't you going to play anymore?"

Chao Ajiu, leaning on his cane, smiled as he sat in a wheelchair, "Prince Rong may have already left the port by boat. His subordinates must have heard about this and would definitely retreat first."

"The leader has given in. If we continue to make trouble, we will not gain any benefit."

Fat Cat laughed and said, "Yes, if no one reimburses the appearance fee and medicine fee, even the most capable Red Stick will become a weakling."

"Haha."

"Maozai, don't say bad things in front of others." Chao Ajiu said with a smile.

Yin Zhaotang pretended not to understand Grandpa's sarcasm. When he heard the phone on the desk ring, he quickly said, "Grandpa, someone is looking for you."

"Just pick it up."

The fat cat waved his hand with a grand gesture, showing trust.

Not everyone is qualified to answer the company's phone calls.

"Hello, who is this?" Yin Zhaotang stood up and picked up the phone and asked. The person on the phone was obviously a little surprised and asked in confusion: "Shenxiantang?" "It's me, Grandpa is still looking at the scenery." He glanced at the fat cat in front of the window.

After a few brief exchanges, the phone was hung up.

Yin Zhaotang deliberately hesitated for two seconds, using silence to attract the attention of the four people in the hall, and then said, "Brother Guangzai from Tseung Kwan O, it is said that Prince Rong has died."

"Who did it?"

The fat cat didn't move, but suddenly turned his head with a sharp look in his eyes.

Uncle Gensheng, Chao Ajiu, and Gao Hai had different thoughts and their expressions were full of doubt.

Who has the ability to get rid of Prince Rong?
Guangzai, Lao Mo, or the brave man in the street
"O-Tribe Inspector Lai Chi-bin."

An unexpected name made everyone relax their brows. Although they never thought it was the police force, what the O-Triad Inspector did could not be related to Jing Zhongyi.

Lao Zhong can end the situation in an orderly manner, and can even take over some of Lian Gongle's territories by taking advantage of the death of Prince Rong and the opportunity when the four major groups are leaderless.

Chao Ajiu couldn't help but feel that Lao Zhong was lucky, and praised Prince Rong: "Good death!"

Fat Cat's tiny eyes were deep and burning, as if he had seen through something. He turned around, looked at the messy street, and sighed softly, "What a pity."

"Brother Mao, what's so regrettable?" Uncle Gen asked puzzledly.

Fat Cat laughed and said, "It's a pity that it wasn't done by our Jing Zhongyi brothers. We still have to wait and see to choose the next chairman."

"I promised to give a job to a person who has no job, and to get a promotion if I have a job, but in the end I can't deliver on my promise. Will people in the underworld laugh at me for being loyal and righteous but having no talent?"

Chao Ajiu said disdainfully: "Anyone dares to laugh at Jing Zhongyi for having no talent? Pull them out and give them a beating! There are only a few names left in Hong Kong that are more famous than Luen Kung Lok. They must have become Xin Ji or the Number Gang to have talent!"

Uncle Gen echoed, "Yes, there is no rush to choose a venue. Take your time and pick one that can carry the banner."

As an elder in the club, he was afraid that Brother Mao would be too impatient and entrust the club to a guy who was too young.

Be careful not to be too radical and cause disaster.

Fat Cat nodded slowly: "That's right."

He raised the pot and took a sip of tea, then suddenly opened his voice and said with full force: "Ayong, let's go!"

The police's bomb disposal team did not go after Luen Gong Le's henchmen, and gradually, only Jing Zhongyi's people were left on the street.

Now that the leader of Lian Gong Le was dead and he was the first to withdraw, he had already admitted defeat. If the brothers on the street were not told to disperse, the police would have to focus on dealing with them, Jing Zhongyi.

But Jie Shiyong was in the middle of the situation and could not see the whole picture. He had no idea that the people from Lian Gongle had stopped their activities and were evacuating. When he found that the number of objects thrown from the other side of the street had decreased, he immediately led his men to increase the intensity of throwing objects and proudly attacked the cordon.

They wanted to take advantage of the moment when Lian Gongle stopped to retaliate twice as much, which caused police whistles to sound continuously on the streets, and the battle seemed to be pushed to another climax.

The brothers who respect Zhongyi also want to vent their anger, but they cannot vent their anger on the police force. It will not be fun if the situation gets out of control.

Fat Cat cleared his throat and was about to speak again, but he accidentally got a short breath and coughed twice in succession.

Yin Zhaotang hurried to the window, wanting to say a few words to Grandpa, but he saw that the situation on the street was getting more chaotic. The street warriors were so excited that they seemed to be going to fight the police. He quickly raised the teacup in his hand, drinking tea instead of wine, and shouted to the brothers on the street: "Victory!!!"

Yin Zhaotang's voice resounded throughout the street. The brothers still seemed a little confused, but as Yin Zhaotang shouted again, the brothers on the street came back to their senses and responded with surprise and joy: "Victory!"

“Victory!”

The scattered sounds mixed together and merged into a torrent.

Yin Zhaotang drank a cup of tea and shouted, "Respect loyalty and righteousness!"

"Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!"

(End of this chapter)