Chapter 150 Seeking Justice

Chapter 150 Seeking Justice

Chapter 150 Seeking Justice
"Uncle Ding, the midnight snack has been ordered." Mazai Tangyuan came to Huoshui's side and leaned over to speak politely.

Huoshui played a card and said cheerfully, "I ordered a few bowls of abalone and sea cucumber soup from the restaurant. They will be delivered to you later. Let's drink together!"

"Thank you, Master Ding."

"Thank you, Brother Huoshui."

Datian, Afeng opened his mouth to say thank you, lowered his head to sort out the cards, and exchanged a subtle look.

"Three cakes."

Gou Rouming fed a card to the next player, A Feng, raised his eyes, looked at Huo Shui and asked, "Master Ding, where is A Yuan?"

A Yuan is Huoshui's most capable younger brother, and Tang Yuanzi is just A Yuan's younger brother, usually helping Huoshui drive. In the past, A Yuan always followed him around and listened to his orders, but today Tang Yuanzi took over, and Datian, A Feng and the others couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Huoshui said vaguely: "At this time, the seafood market at Cheung Sha Wan Pier has already opened, and Ayuan went to place an order for the restaurant."

"bump!"

Huoshui laughed.

"boom!"

On the battlefield of Temple Street, Jiang Hao chopped down Ah Zhi, a thug from Qunle, with one sword, and then kicked him to the ground.

"Oh!"

At Cheung Sha Wan Pier, Yuan, holding a cigarette in his mouth, slammed the car door, and trotted to the freighter in a suit.

This wharf belongs to the Singapore Airline Group and was previously responsible for transporting clothing fabrics to the clothing factories in the Cheung Sha Wan Industrial Zone. Now the industrial zone has been relocated to the New Territories, and the wharf has opened up a seafood market and a fruit wholesale market.

With the approval of the Maritime Administration, large cargo ships carrying fruits and seafood can dock in Cheung Sha Wan.

Three large trucks stopped at the shore. More than 20 Qunle thugs dressed in the uniforms of the fruit company got out of the trucks, opened the cabinets in an orderly manner, and dispersed around to keep watch.

Wang Zhijun, a member of the Big Circle Boy, was lying on top of a container, covered with a black plastic sheet, with only a pair of binoculars visible. He was patiently observing He Qunle's movements.

After receiving a large order from Zhongyitang yesterday, he brought an entire action team to the dock in advance.

A whole day and night in advance, they lay on top of the container at the dock, relying only on dry food and water. There was no other way. Last time, they did not do the job well and did not receive the final payment, so they were severely scolded by the killer.

If they fail to collect the final payment this time, they will not be able to work for Zhongyitang in the future. Killer Da said that he would change another team to take the order, but as a meritorious team of the Daquan Gang, their pride would not allow them to fail a second time.

Wang Zhijun used all his patience and stared closely at A Yuan who was leading the group.

A Yuan blew the cold wind, lit a cigarette, and urged the men who were unloading the goods to speed up.

During this time, a person wearing a shipping company uniform appeared. He seemed to be very familiar with Ayuan and chatted with him with a smile on his face.

With the help of forklifts, a container of durian was loaded into the containers of three trucks in less than twenty minutes.

A Yuan was waving goodbye to the shipping company manager, who was returning to the ship carrying a suitcase, and his subordinates were about to lock the suitcase.

Wang Zhijun put down the telescope and immediately picked up the five-six-and-a-half. Using the surrounding environment as reference objects, he roughly adjusted the errors of wind speed and direction and aimed at Ayuan's left face.

"boom!"

He pulled the trigger based on his feel alone.

A 7.62 mm bullet penetrated a distance of fifty meters and hit the target accurately among the crowd.

"puff!"

A Yuan was about to pick up his mobile phone to tell Ding Ye the news, but before he could finish dialing the number, his head exploded like a watermelon.

"Brother Yuan."

"Brother Yuan."

More than 47 fans of the group shouted loudly, as if they were greatly stimulated. They immediately took out the pistols at their waists and fired randomly in all directions. Several thugs in the truck jumped out of the truck with AKs and fired randomly in the direction of the gunshots.

Wang Zhijun was an extremely calm man. After firing a shot, regardless of whether he hit the target or not, he rolled over, grabbed the container with his hands, and landed easily on the ground with his feet.

"This order is 500,000 yuan. Da Ge will take half of it, so each person will have more than 40,000 yuan left!"

"Hurry up!"

He wore camouflage uniforms and used a walkie-talkie during the movement, but he did not shout slogans. The bright red Hong Kong papers are more effective than slogans.

"Hurry up, eh?"

Zhang Wansheng stood up from among several cardboard boxes, with five or six automatic guns hanging on his shoulders. He took a grenade from his belt, pulled out the bolt, rushed out of the intersection and threw it towards the target.

boom.

A ball of fire exploded, shrapnel flew everywhere, and in the smoke, a group of gunmen screamed.

"I'm the best bomber in the company!"

Although the gunmen who had escaped from the society have always been the most ruthless people in the society, they are no match for the soldiers in terms of ruthlessness. A team had already formulated a battle plan, ambushed with weapons, and found the right time to strike, catching them off guard.

The first bullet took out the leader, and the remaining thugs who only knew how to shoot randomly wasted all the bullets in their hands in venting their anger, without even putting up a decent resistance.

There were already more than a dozen gun-wounded thugs lying on the ground, and the rest dropped their guns and jumped into the sea.

Wang Zhijun ordered two men to stand guard, and then took the rest of his comrades onto the truck, each of them picking out a durian and smashing it on the ground. Some durians were hard and did not react.

Some durians will crack when hit, and several packets of white powder will fall out.

"Pounce on your mother, she is really an opium seller."

Several soldiers had angry expressions on their faces.

This order was worth 4 Hong Kong dollars because after grabbing the goods, they needed to help destroy the white powder. Several brothers were prepared, and each took out a C and pressed it into the container.

Zhang Wansheng drove a truck to push the first two trucks into the sea, then followed the last truck into the sea. Before the trucks sank to the bottom, he swam back to the shore easily.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wang Zhijun met his brother who was soaked all over, and pressed the remote control without hesitation. The three trucks made loud noises in succession, and exploded waves of more than ten meters in height one after another.

Not only did the alarms in the cargo ship's cabin go off, but the entire dock floor was also vibrating.

Feng Yaowen was sitting in the police car. Before he arrived at the Cheung Sha Wan Seafood Market, he heard an explosion in the night. His face turned pale as he asked, "How far is it from the pier?"

"More than 700 meters."

The police officer driving the car had a heavy expression on his face.

Temple Street.

Gou Rouming pushed the deck of cards in his hand to the ground, picked up a pack of cigarettes beside him, lowered his head to light the cigarette, and said, "The fight downstairs is over, let's go upstairs too."

"Okay."

"I lost another game downstairs, but I won a lot today." Datian stood on the stool with a strange smile on his face.

A Feng asked, "Master Ding, where's the midnight snack?"

Huoshui waited for Ayuan's call for a long time, and half an hour had passed later than planned. The pressure in his heart became greater and greater.

Tang Yuanzi came back in a hurry, his expression serious, and he lowered his head and said, "Master Ding, something happened in the kitchen, and the abalone hasn't arrived yet."

Huoshui slapped the card table with his palm and said in a loud voice: "Ask Ayuan to come see me!"

Jiu Wenlong pushed open the door of the chess and card room, and the lights in the corridor elongated his tall figure.

He was blocking the door alone, and asked calmly, "Master Ding, there was an explosion in Cheung Sha Wan. Three trucks full of durian were blown over, and the police detected white powder in the sea water."

"Does this have anything to do with the society's goods?"

Huoshui's face turned pale, his hands trembled, and his eyes were as gloomy as water. Suddenly, he grabbed a card and threw it at Jiuwenlong with force.

"Pounce on you, Amu, the traitor!"

Jiu Wenlong grabbed the card easily, clenched his five fingers, and said through gritted teeth: "Huoshui, you betrayed your brothers, are you worthy of being the headmaster of Hequnle?"

"Today, I am here to seek justice!"

(End of this chapter)