Chapter 157 Fulfillment
Chapter 157 Fulfillment
Feng Yaowen released his hand that was pressing against his forehead. The blood in his palm was particularly eye-catching, but what was more important than venting his anger was to keep his job.
Those who rely on the power of the system must respect the rules even more.
He raised his left hand and shouted, "OK, tit for tat, it's fair, just pretend we were never here tonight."
"Abang, call it a day!"
Chen Xingbang supported his superior and slashed Yin Zhaotang viciously. He glanced at Zuo Shou and the others and waved his hand to order: "Call it a day!"
The guys in the anti-drug team looked unhappy, but they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Only when the superior takes charge of the matter can the brothers live an easier life.
Losing a little face is a small matter, but if the matter becomes a big deal, twelve police officers will be imprisoned and twelve families will be broken up.
Anyone who can be the boss of the anti-drug team can definitely distinguish between the important and the unimportant. In the future, I will have to deal with Zhongyitang for a long time, so I am not afraid of not having the opportunity to get back at him.
Feng Yaowen shook his head, pushed Chen Xingbang away, took the water handed to him by the police officer, unscrewed the lid and poured it on his head to wash the wound.
He was obviously in excruciating pain, but he didn't make a sound and acted very energetic.
On the left hand, King and his men bent down and helped their brothers up.
"Apao, are you okay?"
Yin Zhaotang half-knelt on the ground and tore off the tape on Dapao's mouth.
Da Pao was obese. He took two deep breaths and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Tang, I got caught by the police the first time I smuggled goods."
"Brother Tang!"
"Big guy!"
"Lord."
Ah He, Ah Wang and the other eight were injured, but Niu Qiang, Hua Pi, Jiang Hao, Zuo Shou and others stepped forward and supported their brothers with all their heart.
Ah He and the others were all excited and flattered on their faces, nodding their heads repeatedly to greet the boss.
They are just little kids, and usually they don't have the chance to see Brother Hao and Brother Zuoshou. But now Jiang Hao, Zuoshou and others are supporting them.
This sense of honor made everyone feel that the beating was not in vain. Moreover, the boss had just helped them vent their anger by beating the police officer until he had a bloody head.
In the past, it was the soldiers who caught thieves and the thieves were beaten. This was the first time I saw thieves beating up officers and soldiers.
Yin Zhaotang looked at Ah He's limping, bruised face and nose, and Ah Wang's arms with several bruises and bruised muscles, and felt that it was too easy for Feng Yaowen to just get one stick on him.
He told his left hand, "Take the brothers to the hospital and arrange for a doctor to do a full-body check-up. You've worked so hard to pick the stars and carry the pig offal to get beaten by the white powder seller."
"Where did those anti-drug team find the information?"
Dapao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"Yeah, boss, who's going to give the information to the anti-drug team and get us!"
The anti-drug team specializes in drug cases and may also jointly participate in criminal cases.
Big flying meat is the business of the Marine Police Speedboat Team. The Anti-drug Team has overstepped their boundaries. If they really get into trouble, they will be scolded by the Marine Police District.
The anti-drug team would not go straight to the dock without any intelligence.
But if there really was a traitor, there wouldn't have been such a misunderstanding at the scene.
There is only one possibility, someone reported it intentionally.
Before getting into the police car, Feng Yaowen also realized that he was being played, and deliberately turned around and said, "Shenxiantang, it was Hequnle Jiuwenlong who called me. Isn't it interesting?"
When Dapao heard Jiuwenlong's name, his expression suddenly changed and he stared at Feng Yaowen.
Zhuang Xiong sneered, "Having just finished drinking the first wine, he is wearing red shoes and colluding with the police. Jiu Wenlong has lost his mind."
Jiang Hao clenched his fists and challenged directly: "Brother Tang, let me do the Nine-Pattern Dragon."
"it is good."
"Do it more beautifully." Yin Zhaotang patted his shoulder.
Niu Qiang ran to drive the car over. While waiting for the car, Zuo Shou sighed and said, "I thought Jiu Wenlong would support He Qunle well, but I didn't expect that he only wanted He Qunle to die!"
The society started trouble right after they had their first drink, which was clearly handing a knife to outsiders.
With the group now in such a fragmented state, it cannot withstand even the slightest disturbance.
Zhongyitang had a good reason to start a war. They could just hire gunmen to wipe out the majority of Qunle. How much of Qunle's remaining territory they could grab depended on their ability. They colluded with the police first, broke the rules, and continued to cause trouble.
Although Jiu Wenlong knew his limits and did not cause him any substantial losses, as the leader of the gang, he had to retaliate if someone harmed him.
It's impossible to let him go.
"It is a virtue to fulfill a person's dream."
Yin Zhaotang said.
He patted Dapao's shoulder with his left hand to comfort him. Everyone knew that Jiuwenlong was dead.
Jiang Hao got in the Rolls-Royce, made two phone calls, and said, "Brother Tang, take me to the Chinese Boxing Gym in Yau Ma Tei."
"Ah Hao, it's too late." Zuoshou advised.
Jiang Hao said, "I just heard that Jiu Wenlong is still fighting in there. I'm afraid he has no opponent, so I'll play with him."
Niu Qiang warned: "Brother Hao, be careful of an ambush."
Yin Zhaotang lit a cigar, exhaled slowly, and made the final decision: "Temple Street, Chinese Boxing Gym."
Niu Qiang nodded, stopped arguing, and drove straight to Temple Street.
When parking the car, he held Jiang Hao with his left hand and told him, "Be careful."
"rest assured."
Jiang Hao opened the car door, jumped out and looked around. There were few pedestrians on Temple Street in the early morning.
Two uniformed policemen on patrol happened to be walking down the street, but they didn't pay much attention to Jiang Hao who got out of the luxury car. Jiang Hao opened the rusty iron door, and the clang echoed in the dark night.
In the boxing gym, Jiu Wenlong, who was sweating profusely and hitting the sandbag, stopped swinging his arms when he heard the door open.
Two men wearing flowered belts got out of the car with guns and followed Jiang Hao into the building.
Jiu Wenlong picked up a pair of boxing gloves, waited for the long-awaited figure to appear, and threw the gloves over.
“Ah Hao, I heard that you practiced Muay Thai. Are you interested in playing a no-holds-barred match?” He had already entered the octagonal cage when he spoke.
Jiang Hao put on boxing gloves, flexed his arms, entered the fighting cage in the middle of the lights, and raised his fist: "Come on, let me beat you to death!"
Jiu Wenlong bumped fists with him, then strolled around with his arms around him, smiling, "Is the game tonight fun?"
"Will the anti-drug team give you trouble?"
Jiang Hao tilted his neck, his face full of murderous intent, and said in a fierce voice: "It's really fun, but don't play with my boss's career, not even once!"
"I'm beginning to regret not getting rid of you last time. If I get rid of you tonight, I can be my Jordan District Red Stick."
Jiu Wenlong took a quick step forward and tried to throw a straight punch, but seeing that Jiang Hao was fully prepared, he dodged nimbly and retreated again.
As Jiu Wenlong retreated, Jiang Hao attacked with jabs and spears, but failed to hit the target. However, he gained the upper hand and forced Jiu Wenlong to the corner of the cage, attacking with sweeping kicks.
Jiu Wenlong's lower body was very stable. He took three kicks and a left hook to the face.
boom.
Jiang Hao was unable to turn his head and was hit by the fist on his jaw. Blood immediately spurted out of his mouth and his teeth were covered with blood.
"come!"
Jiu Wenlong hooked his fist at him.
Jiang Hao leaned against the cage to steady his body, remained calm, and began to wander defensively.
Jiu Wenlong was shirtless, wearing only a pair of red shorts, and began to attack with big punches. In less than a minute, Jiang Hao seized the opportunity and changed his move to deliver a horizontal elbow strike while blocking.
A direct blow hit Jiu Wenlong's left cheek, leaving a dent.
Jiu Wenlong staggered, turned around and fell on the ring.
Jiang Hao squatted down and punched him in the face again.
Bang, bang, bang.
Blood kept exploding, splattering all over his face.
"Brother Long, thank you for your gift."
(End of this chapter)