Chapter 455 The Highest Level of Jianghu

Chapter 455 The Highest Level of Jianghu

Chapter 455 The Highest Level of Jianghu (asking for monthly ticket)
Wang Dehui swallowed his saliva, revealing his weak nature: "Mr. Yin, you can't beat me. Do you think we can overthrow Mr. Zhuo by just a few of us?"

Liao Zhihong was not optimistic either. He took a deep puff of cigarette, exhaled through his nostrils, and sighed: "Zhuo Youquan has more power than in previous years."

"The foreigners are handing more and more power to Chinese police officers."

Yin Zhaotang flicked the ash off his cigarette and said coldly, "The police force has 30,000 guns, and most of them are in the hands of Chinese. But Zhuo Youquan is a banana man who has done all kinds of bad things and has a lot of black material."

"Sir He, tell them the story of the 'Cigar Club'."

He Junhong's eyebrows trembled slightly, and a trace of obvious pain flashed across his handsome face. Now that things have come to this, the four of them should work together and there should be no secrets.

Ho Kwan-hung slowly told the inside story of the cigar club. The more Liao Zhihong and Wang Dehui listened, the more shocked they became. They had never expected that the police force would serve as a weapon of violence for the Hong Kong government.

There is an organization that relies on selling asses to get to the top?

"What a fucking pervert!" Liao Zhihong cursed, his face full of hatred. Wang Dehui felt relieved and said with emotion: "He must have learned it from the British."

Yin Zhaotang laughed coldly, "Humph, who cares who he learned from? As long as it's exposed to the public, Zhuo will have no face to be the deputy director. Even the eldest brother will resign!"

He Junhong clenched his fists, his face grim: "Without that dog skin, there are many ways to kill him."

Wang Dehui said, "Mr. Yin, Sir He, please come forward and identify me?"

Yin Zhaotang turned his head and looked at him: "Stand up and name and scold Zhuo Youquan."

Wang Dehui's face suddenly turned black: "Me again?"

"He Sir's reputation needs to be protected. We have to rely on him in the Intelligence Department to collect evidence and directly publish it in the magazine to expose the news publicly."

In fact, Yin Zhaotang just felt that Wang Dehui was not burdened by too many debts, and since he had been labeled an "oppositionist" by the authorities, he had to bear the blame once more.

Ho Kwan-hung holds an important position in the police force, and he must protect others if he can. But he has to be artful in speaking, and if he changes his words, he will immediately win Ho Sir's grateful eyes.

Wang Dehui also nodded helplessly: "I understand."

In political struggles, money is really useless. Yin Zhaotang looked at Liao Zhihong again: "Brother Zhihong, whenever there is injustice, the New Territories is my last card."

Liao Zhihong nodded slowly and promised: "No matter what happens, the villagers of the New Territories will always stand on the side of Lao Zhong."

To be honest, the New Territories can survive without the mainland and have always been pro-China, but they have been suppressed too much by the foreigners, and they have a strong conservatism brought about by their clans.

This naturally brought the villagers closer to the local community. Moreover, Yin Zhaotang was the breadwinner of the New Territories, creating jobs for tens of thousands of people.

That night, the three of them came and left in a hurry. After Zhou Huimin cleaned up the table, she came behind her boyfriend, gently pressed his shoulders, and whispered, "Brother Tang, are you busy recently?"

"Well, the world is not peaceful, so we have no time to rest." Yin Zhaotang looked emotional.

Zhou Huimin turned to sit in the front and pounded her legs: "Then will I still be able to come to my concert in Hung Hom next month?"

"I'll try my best."

Yin Zhaotang lifted her chin with his fingers, speaking gently. Zhou Huimin didn't press twice, but her delicate hands were no longer disciplined. Yin Zhaotang felt an itch in her scrotum, so he slapped Zhou Huimin's face with his palm, using considerable force, making a crackling sound and turning her cheeks red.

Zhou Huimin felt pain on her skin, but secretly felt happy in her heart, and her eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

The mobile phone on the leather sofa suddenly rang. Yin Zhaotang picked it up and pressed the answer button. Liang Xinying's voice came from inside: "Atang, are you home?"

Zhou Huimin heard Dr. Liang on the other end of the phone and became even more excited. She swallowed the dragon head and wrapped it with her warm tongue, which immediately stimulated Yin Zhaotang. He took a breath and said, "Yes."

Doctor Liang said, "I heard from Chaoying that several leaders of major gangs were arrested tonight, so I called to ask you." Zhou Huimin intensified her attack and tapped lightly with her teeth.

Yin Zhaotang said happily: "Come home!"

Doctor Liang was puzzled: "There is another operation, I don't have time to go over!"

As they talked, she already knew what her boyfriend was doing, because he had no intention of hiding it from her. He pinched Vivian Chow deliberately to hurt her and make her scream. It was really perverted.

The next day, early in the morning.

No. 1, Arsenal Street.

Zhuo Youquan had just arrived at the General Administration by car and headed straight for the detention room in Block B. The police officers and staff he met along the way all stood at attention and saluted, shouting, "Sir Zhuo!"

"Sir Zhuo!"

Zhuo Youquan looked straight ahead, nodded slightly, and came to the detention room under the protection of five G4 agents. The four guards who had been squatting in the detention room for a night heard footsteps coming, and they all got up from the plank beds and came to the iron bars.

The sun shone into the vents and hit the backs of the four leaders. The dust in the classroom was floating and every detail was visible. The beautiful "Jesus light and shadow" created a superlative picture of the world for everyone in the classroom.

At this time, Zhuo Youquan was wearing a uniform, dressed neatly, with his hands folded across his chest, standing in front of the four people, and said, "Let's not talk nonsense. Please come over here, it's not just to reminisce and chat."

"Two things. First, control your brothers. No matter what Shenxiantang does, don't follow him! Second, in a few months, I will be the boss. Give Lao Zhong a share of the business in advance."

"As long as you listen, the four major gangs in Hong Kong will always be Sun Kee, Number Gang, Hop To and Shing Wo."

Four-Eyed Dragon, Kai Xin, Ge Zhixiong, and Zheng Bao all had a sudden change of expression and looked at each other with shock on their faces.

Although they all knew that the foreigners might want to target Lao Zhong, they did not expect Zhuo Youquan to come forward and unite the four major societies to tear Lao Zhong to pieces.

Zhuo Youquan alone may not be able to do it, but with the four major gangs, the chances are great. For the underworld people, brothers are closer than gold, and having a little friendship with Lao Zhong does not mean that you can resist greed.

Seeing that the four did not speak, Zhuo Youquan warned them, "Whoever dares to disagree, I will be the first to hit him, and I will drag him down with me when I die."

“When I need to do something, I will call you and take the lead.”

Zhuo Youquan did not stay for long, and turned around to lead his people away. Ge Zhixiong, happy, bursting, Four-Eyed Dragon was either horrified, or thinking, or gloomy.

The police officer in the detention room walked forward, opened the cell door for the four people, and escorted them out of the headquarters building. As soon as Four Eyes Dragon, accompanied by Du Lianshun, entered the Bentley, he raised his hand and said, "Give me the phone!"

While smoking a cigar, he looked at Mr. Duo who was sitting next to him and asked in a serious tone: "Uncle Duo, the foreigner is determined to kill Shen Xiantang."

Mr. Duo narrowed his eyes, shook his head along with the drama on the radio, and sighed softly: "Let's take a gamble."

An indescribable and complex color flashed across Kai Xin's face, showing ambition, madness, excitement, and impulse: "The signs of the four major societies, Zhuo Youquan is fully rationed!"

After Ge Zhixiong walked out of the main office, he put his hand on the shoulder of his top confidant Chen Mingquan and whispered, "Find out how many people there are in Zhuo Youquan's family and where they live."

Chen Mingquan nodded and agreed: "Yes, Mr. Ge."

After throwing the cigar butt on the ground, Ge Zhixiong took the last puff of cigarette, got on the Rolls-Royce, and said with disdain: "Psycho, just pretend to be a gay, why pretend to be Lei Luo!"

The most powerful gangsters in Hong Kong, none of them are fools, and none of them are ungrateful. The four of them returned to Zitoudu to hold a meeting, telling the brothers to be prepared, because a storm is coming.

As long as you are in the underworld, no one can escape.

(End of this chapter)