Chapter 503: Landing on the Island, Frying Fish

Chapter 503: Landing on the Island, Frying Fish

Chapter 503: Landing on the Island, Frying Fish

Wang Zhijun watched his men carry two boxes of ammunition onto the airship, and then smoked silently beside the coast of Tsuen Wan.

Unlike the last time they went to Lantau Island, Chen Aiguo and Li Shengli have withdrawn from the team and are living a stable life in Hong Kong Island.

The eldest brother, Zhang Wansheng, and Lin Banghui stood silently beside the boss.

Working in Taiwan is not an easy job.

Even the eldest brother was a little hesitant and said, "Boss, it's easy to enter Taiwan Island, but it's difficult to return to Hong Kong Island. Yin Sheng didn't call you to play."

"Send a few brothers to fuck him hard, that'll be enough for the mission."

Lin Banghui nodded in approval.

You should know that the Bamboo Union gang member "Serious Liu" who threw a homemade bomb in Hong Kong Island was arrested by the police in less than twelve hours.

He is in the detention center, suffering a torture worse than death.

Wang Zhijun patted Lin Banghui on the shoulder, bit his cigarette butt, and looked out to the sea: "I have a family and a business in Hong Kong Island, I live in a luxury house, and I drive a luxury car."

"Mr. Yin trusts us."

"One day, I'll call it a day, and Yin Sheng will no longer be able to trust the brothers. Where will the brothers make their fortune?"

Up to now, he is no longer working for money, but for his fellow villagers who came to seek refuge from his hometown, and for his comrades who smuggled into Hong Kong Island.

Li Shengli, Chen Aiguo, Zhang Wansheng and others could easily quit if they didn't want to do it anymore one day, but he was the only one who had a position in the society and was the link between the big circle guys and the society.

Unless I leave my brothers behind, I will fight to the death.

Upon hearing this, the eldest brother sighed and followed the eldest brother onto the motorboat.

"Let's go."

A team of seven people boarded a large plane heading north, refueled in Shantou, headed straight for Taiwan Island, and finally landed at a wild pier in Kaohsiung.

Taipei, National Police Agency, Feng Zaizheng, wearing a Zhongshan suit, stood in the director's office and bowed to the director and said hello: "Director Wang, the matter you asked has been completed."

"I wonder when my boss, Mr. Chen, will be released?"

Wang Xianling sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a cigar in his hand. His eyes fell on the blue sky and white sun emblem on Feng Zaizheng's chest. He couldn't help but sneered: "What the hell are you in such a hurry for!"

"Do I need to sign the documents? Do I need to approve the procedures? If the police station is owned by your family, you can just release the person if they say so."

Feng Zaizheng's face flashed with anger, but he suppressed his temper and explained in a low voice: "Director, the gang is in a mess right now. With Mr. Chen taking care of things, it will be easier for him to help you."

Wang Xianling waved his hand and said in a disdainful tone: "Okay, I know everything. Go back and wait for news!"

The "One Cleanup Project" has not yet ended. Several more loyal officials of Chiang Kai-shek have been dismissed, and the Bamboo Union Gang continues to make sacrifices.

There was no way he could release Chen Qilai.

Feng Zaizheng wanted to ask a few more questions, but Wang Xianling was too lazy to waste words. He suddenly shouted angrily: "Ask, ask, ask, you little jerk. Why are you asking so many questions? If you don't believe me, get out!"

Feng Zai Zheng was stunned, his face flushed, and he was filled with anger.

"Snapped!"

Wang Xianling took off his pistol and threw it on the table, with a murderous look on his face and serious eyes, which helped Feng Zaizheng wake up.

He quickly bowed and said goodbye: "I'm leaving first, Director Wang."

"get out!"

Wang Xianling was unmoved and didn't even look at him.

Several leaders of the Bamboo Union, including Zhong, Xiao, Yi, Feng, Lei, and Long, had been waiting at the entrance of the police station. When they saw the acting leader come out, they surrounded him and asked, "Boss Feng, when will Director Wang release the prisoners?"

"When will Ba Zi be released from prison?"

"Will the territory be returned?" Feng Zaizheng suddenly raised his leg and kicked the car door that his younger brother had just opened, and said sternly: "Damn it, the Police Department has no intention of releasing us. They are trying to trick us into fighting with Zhongyi Hall!"

After Wu Dun and his men died, the Bamboo Union no longer had a leader capable of leading the 36 gangs. Feng Zaizheng was elected as the acting gang leader, but his power was very limited.

The only hope is to rescue the bully Chen Qilai from prison and reorganize the Bamboo Union, otherwise the gang will be in danger of splitting. Under the influence of the First Pursuit, the Bamboo Union became increasingly fragmented.

The faces of several hall masters changed drastically and they started cursing.

“At what point are the authorities still lying to us?”

"Damn it, you've lost your kingdom, and you're still trying to do this."

"I told you not to trust them. Now that you've messed with Lao Zhong, you're in even more trouble."

Although the war against Lao Zhong allowed the Bamboo Union to obtain a low-interest loan of 50 million from Pangu Bank, which slightly improved the gang's cash flow, Feng Zaizheng dispatched the strongest force directly under the gang leader, the "Bamboo Union Commando", and lost several people in Hong Kong Island.

Lao Zhong would definitely come back for revenge, and if the economic account was calculated, he would definitely lose money. The biggest demand was to rescue Ba Zi. At that time, some hall masters disagreed with bombing Lao Zhong's land, and Feng Zai Zheng's prestige, which was already floating on the surface, was immediately in jeopardy.

Several hall masters were still cursing and were about to get in the car to leave.

Across the street from the Police Headquarters, on the fourth-floor corridor of the Hongxin Commercial Building, a figure carrying a rocket launcher suddenly stood up. It was Wang Zhijun who had sneaked into Hong Kong Island.

I saw Da Jun squinting his eyes, raising his thumb, adjusting his aim, and slamming the fire button.

A rocket whistled and rushed towards the convoy downstairs with a tail flame.

Feng Zai Zheng had already stepped half a leg into the back seat of the Maybach. When he heard the sound of the rocket, he was a little surprised, but he thought it was an aerial exercise.

But at a distance of just over ten meters, 40 fires reached the vehicle in an instant, hitting it, creating a wave of fire and a huge explosion.

boom!
Feng Zai Zheng didn't even have the chance to think before he was burned to death and disappeared from the face of the earth.

Dadi, Zhang Wansheng, Lin Banghui and three fellow villagers raised 40 firearms, stood up one after another, and continued to fire at the convoy: "Swish, swish, swish!"

Boom boom boom!
In front of the police station, luxury cars overturned one after another, and the leader of the Bamboo Union Gang sitting in the car was torn to pieces.

Zhang Wansheng was at the very end. Seeing that his brothers' shells had already taken down the entire convoy, an idea suddenly occurred to him and he aimed his gun at the gate of the Police Department.

"Fuck your mother's puppet army!"

call out.

The last shell hit the gate of the Red Police Headquarters, blowing the Blue Sky, White Sun emblem to pieces.

Several police officers on duty hid in the hall, guns in both hands, and retreated repeatedly with fear in their eyes.

Outside the door, there were gunfire and bullet holes everywhere. It didn't look like a gang feud at all.

"The call has come from the mainland." A police sergeant looked panicked and suddenly turned around and ran away, abandoning his post.

"Run!"

"The mainland is coming to liberate us!"

"We've landed on the island! We've landed on the island!"

The police officers on duty were so terrified that they lost their minds and began to flee with their superiors. Soon, the news of the mainland landing on the island spread like wildfire in the police station, and panic spread.

Regardless of whether they were civilian or operational, the police officers ran away. Even Wang Xianling didn't have time to think about it. He ran to the parking lot while calling his family.

What about defending the sea, air superiority, and American support.

Bullshit, bullshit, all bullshit.

News can be faked, the military can be faked, but the sound of "aerial bombs" cannot be faked at all.

(End of this chapter)