History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 143 It's fierce enough, call it a day!
"Someone betrayed, disperse the group to take action, and defeat the mob!" Cai Zhaohui, Chen Li, Zeng Shaoke, Qian Weishan and other frontline commanders immediately gave orders.

"Yes, sir!" The Chinese policemen from all districts immediately charged forward, and began to attack the armed mobs in groups of five.

"Bang bang bang!" On the street, there were still gunshots from time to time. After turning back, the Kowloon Tong detectives immediately shot the bandit leader's legs and shoulders with guns, and knocked down the organizer who was trying to escape to the ground. It is necessary not to shoot the deadly area at all times.

The thugs saw the continuous gunfire, and found that the police force had completely suppressed and dispersed the crowd, and suddenly began to collapse.

Especially after Ah Wei's death, the rioters lost their effective organization, fled and surrendered, and were defeated like a mountain, and dared not confront the police any more.

After the coffins and wreaths were set on fire, the scene was even more strange. Many people attending the funeral were terrified, they were subdued by the police, and they were still chanting: "Dongguan guy, don't come to me, don't come to me... ..."

At this moment, the area around the coffin became the most chaotic area. Lei Luo had a team of detectives armed with guns to protect him. He didn't encounter too much crisis, but he was still confronted by mobs and had to shoot himself to protect himself: "Boom, boom, boom!"

Lei Luo fired three shots to knock down the thug in front of him, rushed forward quickly, and shot another shot, wounding the rushing strong water.

Qiang Shui was shot in the chest, leaned back against the wall, opened his mouth and said, "Erwuzi, you don't show loyalty..."

"Bang!" Lei Luo raised the gun with his right hand and blocked his chest with his left hand. He pressed the strong water from the gun against the wall, stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his blood-stained mouth, and shouted with wide eyes: "Le Se , who will show loyalty to you!"

"Hey!" Pulled the trigger and emptied the last bullet in the bomb bay, blood shot to the wall, all over his face, but Lei Luo didn't even wipe it, stood in the corner and filled the bullet, and ordered in a low voice : "Go to Brother Xian!"

10 minute later.

The police force is still cleaning up the scene and arresting criminals as much as possible, but the battle has come to an end, and no one dares to resist with weapons.

There were as many as 800 armed elements before, and they were all cleaned up in an instant, leaving only iron bars, wooden sticks, machetes, and glass bottles on the ground.

Chen Li led the Jiandonghua police back to the rear to rest. Seeing that the road filled with crowds gradually emptied, and the sounds of rioting and fighting in the night began to subside, he let out a long sigh of relief: "We won."

"Master, winning is a matter of course." He Dingxian struck a match, lit a cigarette for Master, shook his hands, and said with a relaxed face, "If you lose, how many people will be buried with you?"

"Buried with you?" Chen Li glanced at him and exhaled smoke. The military uniform on his body had already been soaked in sweat, but now he felt indescribably comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a sound of orderly footsteps coming from the entrance on the right side of the street. A well-trained and energetic military uniformed force, as many as 500 people, formed a phalanx and just arrived at the scene in Shek Kip Mei.

"Here we come." Chen Li raised his eyebrows when he saw a black BMW car approaching, and said vigilantly, "The timing is really good!"

He Dingxian looked at Inspector Zonghua of the Kowloon District pushing the car door, with a calm expression, and brought a few subordinate inspectors closer, with a very uncomfortable expression on his face: "He is not waiting for the end, but wants to pick peaches!"

Fortunately, he had Lei Luo as an internal support, and he could kill him with one blow at a critical moment. Otherwise, if the Chinese police in the fourth district were the main force to drag him down, Chen Tong would really grab the opportunity to take over the scene.

Chen Tong's move was basically tantamount to tearing his face apart, standing up and fighting him with his life.He Dingxian didn't bother to give him a good face, turned his head and said to Chen Li: "Someone stop him."

"I know." Chen Li nodded slightly, and quietly cast a wink to the side. Immediately, a group of military uniforms stepped forward and raised their hands to stop Chen Tong and the others: "Sorry, the warning area is not allowed to go without the command of the commander."

"Damn it, are you qualified to block the way?" The Jordan district inspector pushed away his general uniform, and was about to step forward but was beaten back by two police officers with sticks.

When Chen Tong saw that the military uniform dared to attack Inspector Hua, his face suddenly changed, his eyes jumped over the cordon, and He Dingxian confronted him without changing his expression.

When Inspector Jotun drew out his gun, Chen Tong hurriedly stopped him with his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Let your people stand by."

A chief Chinese detective can't even intervene in the operations within his jurisdiction. The authority of the standard has been lost, and he has completely lost control of the Chinese police under his opponent.

Simultaneously, a new power appears on behalf of him, replacing him in Kowloon.

Chen Tong took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and stood on the street, quietly watching the Chinese policemen chasing down the bandits, and asked the five hundred policemen in uniform who brought him to stand and blow the air.

Covered in blood, Lei Luo led his people to withdraw from the battlefield, and was about to enter the security zone in a hurry, just in time to bump into Inspector Chen Tong who had arrived.

He was stunned for a moment, and his steps slowed down, but he passed Chen Tong without stopping. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Chen Tong yelled, "Ah Luo!"

"Uncle Tong." Lei Luo stopped and faced him head-on.

Chen Tong sighed: "You will take my current position?"

"Sorry, Uncle Tong." Lei Luo opened his mouth to apologize, and Chen Tong raised his right hand holding the cigarette, stopped him, and asked again: "I know, why?"

Lei Luo's expression changed, and he couldn't tell whether he was right or wrong, so he finally yelled out what was in his heart: "Uncle Tong, you told me, don't be a paper tiger, be a real tiger if you want to do it!"

"Tonight, am I fierce enough? Tiger enough!"

Chen Tong nodded and replied: "Enough majesty, enough Bhagavan."

He has always admired Lei Luo's ability, mind, and subconsciously his character and character, but good character cannot be mixed in the police force.

He has always wanted Lei Luo to be an ambitious person, but he forgot that ambition and character cannot be combined.

When a person's ambition overrides his conscience, he can do anything.

tiger!

It can eat people!
Lei Luo nodded when he heard the words, very free and easy, turned around and left confidently: "As long as you are powerful enough, then you won't lose face. Thank you Uncle Tong for five years of cultivation, let's go first."

He led people into the security zone, stood in front of the commander and saluted: "Sir!"

"Ah Luo, you've worked hard." He Dingxian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a full face of appreciation: "If it weren't for you, many more people would have died tonight."

"The responsibility lies." Lei Luo replied with a calm expression.

He Dingxian nodded and promised: "After the operation is over, I will definitely reward the officer for your credit."

"Thank you sir!"

Lei Luo accepted it frankly.

"Master, I will leave the scene to you. I have to go back and make a phone call with Gui Lao to report the situation on the scene." He Dingxian didn't plan to stay on the street until dawn. The staff is working.

What's the point of him staying?
The boss wants to be on the top at the most dangerous moment, and also connects to the top for the brothers...

"Row."

"Leave it to me." Chen Li was experienced, but he replied without hesitation.

Lard boy waved to the driver in front, the Mercedes-Benz drove outside the cordon, the two inspectors sent the boss into the car, and immediately continued to command the troops.

Tung Choi Street.

In a rented room, Ge Bai was standing in front of a phone, pacing back and forth, uneasy. Tonight, the entire senior police force was waiting for news.

Not only Kowloon, not only Chinese.

"Ding ding ding."

Under the light, a phone rang.

Ge Bai stepped forward and grabbed it, stood in front of the chair and hurriedly said, "Hello!"

"Ge sir, I'm He Dingxian." He Dingxian was leaning on the sofa at home, holding the phone in his right hand and flicking cigarette ash in his left hand. There was a beautiful girl rubbing her shoulders behind her head. When Bai Yuee saw the man put his head closer, she quickly stretched out her face : "Boom!"

"Inspector He, how is the situation on the front line?" Ge Bai asked eagerly.

He Dingxian was relaxed, and said with a smile: "I don't know the situation on the front line. I'm massaging at home. I'm done."

"It's time for work?"

Ge Bai was stunned for a moment, thought for two seconds, and asked again: "Is it done?"

"nailed it."

He Dingxian said calmly: "I'll wait for your news."

Ge Bai couldn't help being happy: "Okay, okay, I'll let you know as soon as I have any news, don't worry, the position of serious crime team leader will definitely belong to you."

"Good night, sir."

He Dingxian hung up the phone, put the cigarette back into his mouth, and patted Bai Yuee's face back. Bai Yuee walked around the sofa with interest, knelt on the carpet, took a sip from the teacup, and kept it in his mouth to keep warm...

"Cool!"

He Dingxian opened his arms, looked up at the ceiling with a relaxed expression, and suddenly shivered all over his body.

the next day.

morning.

In the office area of ​​the Mong Kok Police Station, the Criminal Division, and the Military Uniform Division, the police officers came and went with busy faces, and the ashtrays on every desk were filled to the brim.

As soon as I entered the mission building, I felt smoggy. In the past, the ghosts would have come to scold people, but today the ghosts turned a blind eye and went back to the office to deal with official business. Occasionally, they would take the initiative to bypass the Chinese police officers.

"Brother Xian."

"Brother Xian."

When He Dingxian came to the first floor of the mission hall, the staff opened their mouths to say hello. Many of them worked hard all night without rest.

The detention room of the police station cannot hold so many people. Even if it is divided into five police districts, each police district will have hundreds of people to deal with.

There were no injuries last night, and the more energetic guys stayed behind to handle errands. It can be clearly seen that there are much fewer police officers in the office area than usual.

Seeing Yan Xiong fell asleep on the chair, He Dingxian raised his hand to drive away the man who wanted to wake Yan Xiong up, took out a roll of Hong Kong dollars in his arms, and said to the detective next to him: "Brothers in the Department, please have breakfast. Wait until Ah Xiong wakes up and tell him to come to me."

"Thank you Brother Xian." The detective took the Hong Kong dollar with joy on his face.

He Dingxian returned to the office, picked up the newspaper, and read it as usual. It takes time for military victories to turn into political victories.

At the same time, means are needed.

After winning a battle, sometimes just winning a battle, if you want to gain political benefits, you need to cooperate with political actions.

He Dingxian is the military commander in this operation, and he does not take the lead in political operations, just wait quietly for news from the ghost.

Those ghosts are more anxious than him.

He just needs to distribute the interests of the Chinese police in place on time.

At noon, Yan Xiong woke up during the lunch time of the guys, tidied up a little, and came to the inspector's office with a document.

"Brother Xian."

(End of this chapter)