Chapter 336 Hand over the person alive!
Chapter 336 Hand over the person alive! (4k, wishing everyone a happy New Year's Eve and a happy family reunion)
Yau Ma Tei, a tea restaurant.
Jimmy Lai hung up the phone with a gloomy face, put the mobile phone in his bag, stood up and said goodbye to the guys: "I have something to take care of."
"Huanxi, Ah Zheng, both of you follow me."
Two police officers, in plain clothes, stood up and said, "Yes, sir!"
The remaining guys all asked, "Mr. Li, what's the matter?"
"Let's do it together?"
Jimmy Lai shook his head slowly: "It's nothing serious, you guys stay and eat slowly, Uncle Sheng, pay the bill."
The boss came up with the bill in hand and greeted with a smile: "Mr. Li, the clay pot rice is ready. Can I give you a snack for the journey?"
"No need, thank you, uncle."
Jimmy Lai took out some money and left in a hurry, leaving the other employees looking surprised.
Even the most unruly boss was forced to work hard.
I'm afraid the trouble will be quite big.
Sihai Restaurant, third floor, Longteng Sihai private room.
The doctor, wearing a flowered shirt and slippers, came in with two uncles from the number gang.
The two uncles were named "Zhatang" and "Lingchechao". The former was a personal gunman of the Number Gang, and the latter was a fierce man who ran a white powder business in Xiaozidui.
Both of them have retired from society for a long time, and are idle at home, relying on numbers to help the seniority of the two dynasties.
He often makes a living by speaking for and mediating between different groups of people.
The doctor invited them to his home for tea, hoping that they could help and ask Shen Xian Tang to come and discuss the matter of dismantling and selling methamphetamine.
Unexpectedly, while they were chatting, Shenxiantang called to invite them, and the henchman Shahui who came to the door brought a group of gunmen with him.
Zhatang saw Shenxiantang sitting alone in the box, wearing a suit and tie, sitting in the main seat, smoking a cigar, but there was no smile on his face.
He immediately realized that it was a Hongmen Banquet, and quickly closed his mouth and swallowed his lines to avoid getting into trouble.
The doctor glanced at his two uncles, cursed his old bones, pulled out a chair at the door, and sat down across the table from Shenxiantang.
He crossed his legs, took out a light, and finished the work in one go. He blew the smoke and said, "Ah Tang, you specially invited me from Lam Tin to Kowloon City. You didn't just invite me to a meal, did you?"
With Baojiang and several gunmen outside the door, Dezidui felt a little confident.
Yin Zhaotang took off his cigar, but did not give him any face, and said bluntly: "You have a policeman named Lin Guoguang, hand him over, and I will treat you to a meal today."
The doctor frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb, it's this guy!" He threw a stack of photos out, leaned back in his chair, and said arrogantly, "He has a grudge against me, hand him over!"
When Lin Guoguang's photo appeared, he could not have expected the cooperation between Yezai and Dezidui. Someone was secretly acting as a middleman, so he was just hanging around in the underworld.
Although it is possible that Lin Guoguang was just trying to make a living and had no real intention of going against him, there are not so many coincidences in the world.
His feud with Lin Guoguang is a personal one, not a public matter, so there is no need to be fair and he can just deal with it directly.
But after seeing the photo, the doctor slammed the table and shouted excitedly: "Pick that star, Shenxiantang, you bastard, monitor me!"
These photos were very close to his warehouse in Pingtian Village, which made him furious. But when he smashed the table, two brothers from the Xing Hall who were guarding the house immediately rushed forward and held him down.
Sha Hui pulled out a gun and stabbed it into his mouth. While the doctor was struggling, he stabbed him several times, causing his gums to bleed.
"Scream again, scream again!"
"If you tell me to do that again, I'll shoot you in the head!" Sha Hui's face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was more excited than the doctor.
At the door, the German-style gunman with the explosive belt pulled out his pistol and looked at the loyal gunmen in front of him who were holding Type 56 rifles with an unpleasant look on his face.
Zhantang tried to save the situation and quickly stepped out to smooth things over, with a look of begging for mercy: "Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin, we can talk if we have anything to say. He is just a loser."
"Whether to hand over the person or not is up to negotiation. There's no need to pull out firearms. If there's a gunshot in a restaurant, you'll definitely have to hand over someone to cover the bill. It's not worth it."
Hearse Chao nodded frequently: "Yes, what's more, the doctor is the big boss of our number gang. If you don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. If you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner."
"No matter how popular Zhongyi Hall is, we can't not give face to Ge Sheng, right?"
Yin Zhaotang pointed at Hearst Chao and said, "I'm not on the same side as Prince Ge. He gave me face, so I remember his favor."
Hearse Chao looked angry, but he didn't dare to add fuel to the fire.
Yin Zhaotang said: "I'll ask you one last time, will you hand over the person?"
The gun in the doctor's mouth was taken out. He gasped and gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a reason why you should hand him over!"
If it was an unimportant little brother, he would have handed him over, but the policeman was only the person in charge of the white powder line, so he handed the person over without any handover.
The Baifen Line, which was opened with great effort, is at least half abandoned. If we want to open it again, we have to lead people to the Golden Triangle in person, risking our lives, with no certainty of life or death.
De Zidui can’t afford to lose!
He was also dissatisfied with the fact that Shenxiantang used such means to grab the market, and he secretly swore in his heart that if he could return alive today, he would definitely kill Shenxiantang.
"Why should we hand him over? Just because he offended me. I told you not to appear in front of me again. You don't take my words seriously. Should you die?" Yin Zhaotang said.
Zhatang knew that the doctor was a heartless person, and there must be a reason why he was so determined to protect the policeman. He said, "Mr. Yin, even if you want to hand over the person, you should give the doctor some time, and ask him to deal with the company's affairs and hand the person over in person."
The doctor suddenly slammed the table and yelled, "If you don't pay, you'll kill me with a gun and go to war with the number gang. Do you want to force me to give up being a fan and let you do all the business?"
"Impossible, um."
Sha Hui stuffed the gun back into his mouth and stirred it vigorously with the muzzle. The doctor turned pale in pain and vomited continuously. The gun went into his throat really deep.
It was so painful to watch that my eyelids were twitching. I couldn't bear to look at it.
But Yin Zhaotang's expression changed slightly, realizing that something was wrong, he raised his hand and told Sha Hui to let him go, and asked, "What business do I do?"
The doctor slid off the table, knelt on the ground, retched twice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ice, you sell ice!"
"You can't hide it from someone who has ulterior motives. You worked with the police to blow up our warehouse, causing a shortage of white powder and a price increase, and then you took the opportunity to sell your own ice."
"Shenxiantang, fuck you."
When Sha Hui saw him swearing, he raised his right leg and kicked him in the face.
"Dry!"
The doctor covered his face and screamed.
Yin Zhaotang sat down and smoked a cigar, and asked with interest: "Who said I sell ice?"
The doctor said, "Send the goods to Hong Kong Island with a few "He" prefix. I have an informant in He Yongshun!"
Yin Zhaotang laughed out loud: "You fool, today I will let you die knowingly. Niu Qiang, please come to the restaurant with Yongshun's boss."
“Who else can testify?”
The doctor reported three more words: "He Xingfa, He Lechang, and He Yiyong!"
Yin Zhaotang raised his cup and took a sip of tea: "Please ask them to come together, and we can talk things out face to face."
"Yes, big boss." Niu Qiang bowed and accepted the order. With his status as a red stick in the punishment hall, he invited four small-time masters to be the chief masters, which was a great respect. The chief masters of He Yongshun, "Lao Gui", Xingfa, "Bai Tou Weng", Lechang, "Shou Gu Qiang", and Yiyong, "A Jian", received the news and did not dare to neglect it. They took their bodyguards and took a car to Kowloon City.
They had just parked the car and went upstairs when Li Zhibin arrived with Huanxi and Zheng. The three of them closed the car door, with their IDs hanging on their chests and gun bags tied around their waists, carrying firearms.
Everyone looked serious. It was obvious that after returning to the police station to get their weapons, they all learned that they were coming to Kowloon City to attend a Hongmen Banquet.
Since it concerns the future of the entire group, they have to attend the Hongmen Banquet, and it would be best to resolve it in a low-key manner.
When Jimmy Lai stepped onto the vermilion lacquered spiral staircase and arrived at the corridor on the third floor, he immediately noticed a box with a dozen gangsters standing in front of the door.
This gang of gangsters were dressed differently and were divided into several groups. He could vaguely recognize a few of them, but each of them had a bulge on his waist and a short dog.
The gangsters also focused their attention on the three officers who looked like they were dressed in official attire. Four gunmen in suits seemed to want to step forward and stop them.
Jimmy Lai raised his ID and said, "I am Jimmy Lai from the Mong Kok Police Station, a friend of Shenxiantang. Please make way for me."
The gunmen really made way for Li Zhibin and his two companions to enter the box.
After seeing Yin Zhaotang, the doctor, Ling Chechao, Bai Touweng and Lao Gui, a total of eight people, sitting around a round table, drinking tea and chatting, looking very harmonious.
Li Zhibin's heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong. He smiled and pulled out a chair: "Mr. Yin, are you done talking?"
Silly Hui kicked the chair over and said contemptuously: "Did I let you sit down?"
The doctor was holding a towel in his hand, applying ice to the wound, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"We're done talking. Your good brother A Guang spread rumors that I was selling methamphetamine and was trying to instigate Lao Zhong and the number to help him start a gang. He's really scheming."
"At the beginning, I spared that bad guy's life for your sake. Today, you should give me some face back, right?" Yin Zhaotang asked in an unhappy tone.
The eight people at the table stared at the three policemen. Huanxi felt nervous and unconsciously put his hand on his gun. Ah Zheng looked nervous and took two steps closer to Ah Tou.
Li Zhibin's throat was dry and he answered, "Yes!"
If he didn't return this favor, not to mention Lin Guoguang's matter, the little friendship he had with Shenxiantang would be ruined. At that time, things would be even more difficult to talk about.
"If you admit it, then there's no problem. The bad guy named Lin lives in Unit 1312, Block A, Ping Tin Estate. Help me bring him to the restaurant." Yin Zhaotang ordered.
Jimmy Lai took a deep breath and said, "Find me some witnesses so that I can write a report. Otherwise, it will be hard for the guys to do their job."
Yin Zhaotang refused: "What report?"
"I want to live!"
Li Zhibin clenched his fists and said in an almost pleading tone: "Mr. Yin."
"Stop talking!"
"If you ask me, I'll do it myself and ask others to do it!" Yin Zhaotang interrupted immediately.
After a few struggles, Jimmy Lai finally let out a long sigh: "Okay, give me some time."
"We will eat this meal slowly and give you enough time." Yin Zhaotang picked up the chopsticks, added a piece of cut candied abalone, and stuffed it into his mouth.
There were already gunmen keeping an eye on the police officer in Ping Tin Estate. If no one arranged a speedboat, there was no way he could escape from Hong Kong Island.
At this time, the policeman was sitting on the sofa at home, holding a pot of instant noodles, wearing a sweatshirt, and watching the Miss Hong Kong Island talent show.
He looked very focused and ate noodles with big mouthfuls, and the noodle soup spilled onto the ground.
Two hole-shaped scars were revealed near the left shoulder. The epidermis was very new, forming a sharp contrast with the dark skin.
It was the gunshot wound left on the way to the Golden Triangle.
After leaving the police force, he returned to the countryside of Lam Tin, found "Doctor", his former classmate, and joined the German gang of the Number Gang.
As a young police officer who rose through the ranks from a housing estate, Police Officer Kwong was once the pride of his teachers, family and friends.
The experience of being bullied by gangsters when he was a child made him a person who hated evil.
His best friend in middle school was beaten to paralysis by gangsters because he refused to pay protection money. From then on, Guang secretly vowed to enter the police academy, pick up a gun, and wipe out the underworld.
But there are underworlds only when society is evil.
Hong Kong Island, ruled by the British, is not a normal society at all. The whole world is gray, how can people with distinct personalities exist?
He encountered setbacks everywhere in the police force until he was promoted by Sir Li, and his career gradually improved. But after being kicked out of the police force, he completely realized that being a good person is not rewarding, and if he wants revenge, he has to be the worst one!
The weather was a little chilly and the wound was aching slightly.
The policeman wolfed down his meal, stood up and walked towards the sink. His eyes caught sight of the CCTV hanging in the corner and his expression suddenly changed.
He quickly dropped the dishes and rushed to the sofa, lifted the cushions, and pulled out a Black Star pistol.
In the secret compartment, there were also AK47 parts and several boxes of bullets, but since there was no time to assemble them, the Black Star pistol was the most practical.
When Jimmy Lai and two of his men tiptoed to the door and were about to cut it open with pliers, the iron pliers suddenly broke through the wooden door, brushed the two men's cheeks, and hit the wall behind them.
Li Zhibin dodged quickly, sweating profusely. Tan Huanxi's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground. Ah Zheng covered his ears, blood all over his fingers, and screamed, "Ah, fuck!"
"I've been shot!"
Li Zhibin looked nervous and yelled, "A Guang, it's me, Li Zhibin."
Catching drug dealers at their doorsteps was a huge risk, so asking Li Zhibin to lead the charge was a deliberate plan by Shenxiantang. Li Zhibin knew what was going on, and before going upstairs, he temporarily reported to his superiors and found a reason to shoot.
At the same time, he asked Lao Zhong's gunmen to cooperate and guard the lower stairs, hoping to create a time difference and bring the person to Shenxiantang.
In the room, Lin Guoguang held the gun in both hands, his eyes were surprised, and he shouted: "Mr. Li, why are you here?"
Seeing that his plan of sneak attack and breaking into the house failed, Li Zhibin lied and whispered, "The people from the anti-drug department of the headquarters have set their sights on you. I will bring Zheng and Huanxi to take you away first."
"Cooperate with us and we'll let you go on the road!"
This kind of low-level lie is unlikely to fool anyone, but as long as Lin Guoguang believes that it is a police operation, then Lin Guoguang will most likely choose to leave.
Instead of fighting to the death and fighting them desperately.
Sure enough, Lin Guoguang got the wrong information and wanted to back out. He said, "Sir Li, if you are interested, please leave some time for me."
He hung a clothes hanger at the door, making a noise, and warned: "There is a thunder behind the door, don't come in."
"A Guang, you're going the wrong way!"
"Don't go any further into the dark." Li Zhibin shouted.
Lin Guoguang hurriedly packed his rifle into his backpack, took a few bundles of cash, opened the window, and strode to the windowsill of the opposite building.
The buildings in the housing estate are very close to each other, and some of the buildings are at special angles, with the windows almost facing each other, only half a meter apart.
Lin Guoguang specially selected the unit and rented both sides. He called out as he pushed the window open, "Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen."
When no one inside responded, he kicked the window and broke it down.
In the dim room, a ray of sunlight shone obliquely, and dust shadows flew.
Zhenzhen's daughter, Ayan, was cooking noodles in the kitchen. When she saw Lin Guoguang climbing in through the window, a smile appeared on her numb face: "Uncle!"
Lin Guoguang landed in the living room, beckoned Ah Yan over, touched her head and asked, "Where's your mother?"
"My mother is sick, so I cooked noodles for her." A Yan answered obediently.
(End of this chapter)