Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 90 Police Officer Lin, Live a Good Man! (4000 words)
"Moo!"

Lin Mosheng's chest swelled and collapsed, and he roared in the direction of Matsushita Bing's guard.

The tiger's roar rose with a strong wind, blowing away the smoke and dust directly.

The front was hit by the six-character mantra, and the guard Matsushita, who wanted to hide, froze in place.

The next moment, Lin Mosheng came with the strong wind, and punched Matsushita Bing in the chest. The force of the punch directly penetrated the bones, leaving a clear punch mark on the back.

Lin Mosheng glanced at the other young and Dangerous boys who ran away, but did not pursue them.

It is still useful for him to keep these people, otherwise the six-character mantra just now is enough to keep everyone.

Lin Mosheng picked up his folded stool that had just been shattered, and the sharp metal legs of the stool made a shrill wind in the air, and walked step by step towards Huafeng whose leg had been broken.

Seeing this scene, Stephen Zhou couldn't help but look at his booth, looking at the folding stools one by one.

Convex (艹盘艺), so dick?
Lin Mosheng smiled and looked at the scar-faced brawny man next to Huafeng, "Why don't you run away? Could it be that you dislike the disadvantage of a certain family's sword?"

As he spoke, he waved the folding stool in his hand like a peerless sword.

Dao Scar swallowed forcefully, "Boss, your legs are weak and you can't run."

Lin Mosheng glanced at it, and it turned out that Huafeng was holding on to Dao Baqiang's leg tightly to prevent him from running away.

However, Scar's strong reason still amused Lin Mosheng.

Lin Mosheng thought for a second or two before deciding that it was you.

Skimming Scar Qiang, Lin Mosheng looked at Huafeng.

Stepping on Huafeng's face, "Want to find our people to betray me? Don't you know that there is a class in the police academy called double agent?"

"Fighting the street, people in the society should read more books. Thanks to you, you brought so many people here today. They just cooperated with me in this game. I can rely on you to get promoted and raise my salary immediately."

Lin Mosheng didn't know if there was a double-agent class in the police academy, but he bet Huafeng didn't know if there was!

Sure enough, under Lin Mosheng's arrogance, Huafeng's eyes were red, and she struggled and gritted her teeth and said, "Broken mouth, I'll fuck your mother!"

Opening his mouth, Lin Mosheng confirmed his guess, and then helped Huafeng up with a smile.

Huafeng was surprised how Lin Mosheng became so kind all of a sudden, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly.

Spy, bureaucracy, promotion and salary increase...

He seemed to understand something.

Huafeng's eyes lit up, and she immediately said, "Sir Lin, we can cooperate, and I can provide the information of other members of the club to help you set up a game. When the time comes, you will take credit for your promotion and raise your salary, and I will take the land and raise horses to make money."

Lin Mosheng glanced at Huafeng approvingly, "Not bad, very smart."

With Lin Mosheng's approval, Huafeng became more and more sure that her thoughts just now were correct.

Although Lin Mosheng looked upright and awe-inspiring, the person who can make money for promotion must be a black policeman!
He immediately gained confidence. He was not afraid that Lin Mo would be ruthless, but he was afraid that he would not pursue him.

"And Mr. Lin, after all, Hong Kong is all about money. You are young now, and you don't know how good money is. You will regret it later when you retire."

"It's not as good as this. All the businesses under my command are counted as [-]% of your shares, and you don't have to do anything."

Lin Mosheng stroked his chin, as if thinking, "Thirty percent, not a lot."

Seeing that Lin Mosheng was already moved, although Huafeng felt sorry for the [-]% stake.

But Lin Mosheng's ruthlessness and fierceness today made him understand that Lin Mosheng's name would become a golden sign on the road.

Just like the first detective Lei Luo 20 years ago, no, he will definitely be more ruthless than Lei Luo!
"By the way, do you have a gun?" Lin Mosheng asked suddenly.

Huafeng was slightly taken aback, feeling bitter in her heart.

Today, he didn't bring a gun because he believed what he said.

And seeing Lin Mosheng's ghost-like skills just now, he was even more thankful that he didn't bring a gun, because even if he did, he couldn't hit him.

Lin Mosheng saw the answer, "I didn't bring it, it's a bit difficult."

At this moment, Dao Scarqiang suddenly said, "I brought it."

As he spoke, he tremblingly took out the firearm hidden under his arm, and handed it to Lin Mosheng under Huafeng's surprised gaze.

Lin Mosheng took a deep look at Dao Baqiang, and then pressed his fingers against Huafeng's fingers to help Huafeng hold the gun, pulled the bolt, and fired a shot into the sky.

There was a clear and crisp gunshot in the night sky, like birdsong, swaying in the darkness like ink.

"Lin sir, what do you mean?" Huafeng had a bad feeling.

Lin Mosheng took back the firearm, held it in his hand, pointed it at Huafeng, and said calmly, "I don't know if you have heard a saying that you always have to pay it back when you come out to mess around."

After that, he shot Huafeng twice in the chest.

"You black..."

Huafeng's eyes were wide open, before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground.

Dao Baqiang next to him watched Lin Mosheng slowly leave a few more fingerprints with Huafeng's palm, his crotch was wet, and he was really scared to pee!

This Sir Lin is not only ruthless, but also better than Brother Feng, no, there are more rotten boys!
Lin Mosheng glanced at Dao Scarqiang indifferently, "You know what to say when you meet other people in the future."

He shook the gun in his hand, pointing the black muzzle at Scarqiang and shaking it up and down.

Dao Scarqiang only felt that his mind was clearer than ever before, and immediately blurted out, "After Lanzifeng was knocked down, he still wanted to draw his gun to resist, but Lin Sir did not panic, grabbed his gun and shot him, killing him on the spot."

"That's right." Lin Mosheng nodded, "Can you take over all his territory?"

Lin Mosheng pointed to Huafeng who was lying on the ground.

Dao Scarqiang smiled bitterly, pulled the ugly scar on his face, and said uncertainly, "May I try?"

Lin Mosheng glanced at Dao Scarqiang indifferently, "I don't raise trash."

Dao Scar was clever, and immediately said, "I promise to complete the task!"

Lin Mosheng nodded, and stretched out his palm again to help Scar pick up the machete dropped on the ground.

Dao Scarqiang was about to cry, "Sir Lin, don't!"

"Shut up!" Lin Mosheng shouted, and Dao Baqiang closed his mouth immediately after his low drink, and then saw Lin Mosheng helping Dao Baqiang, and slashed his arm twice.

His left palm turned into a tiger's claw, and he drew several bloodstains on his right arm.

Then he bandaged Scar's wound with rags from his clothes, "Remember, you resisted at the end of the day today, fighting to the death with Neon Killer, not only slashed me, but also rescued Huafeng's body. His corpse, run back to your society."

Dao Scarqiang looked at his wound that was still bleeding, and suddenly felt that the wound did not hurt so much.

No wonder Sir Lin can kill the rotten boy Feng. Not only did Lin Sir live a long life, but he is also good!

After giving the radish, Lin Mosheng continued, "You have seen the whole process of what happened today, and you know what will happen if you betray me, right?"

He smiled, "I will definitely make you feel that it is a blessing to die."

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Dao Scarqiang swallowed his saliva desperately, and swore to the sky, "Second Master Guan, if I Dao Scarqiang betray Sir Lin, five thunders will strike my head, and I will die a terrible death!"

Lin Mosheng stood up, nodded and said, "Okay, I will contact you if I have something to do."

After all, he walked towards the beef ball stall without looking back, holding the blood-stained folded stool leg in his hand.

Seeing Lin Mosheng approaching, Stephen Zhou, who was hiding under the stall, glanced at the folding stool in his hand, and swallowed.

Immediately stood up, and stammered, "Sir, I shouldn't hide the murder weapon, all my folding stools are here, you take them all away!"

A sense of disillusionment arose in his mind. Could it be that the folded stool is really the top of the seven weapons, far above knives, guns and sticks?
Why do I accept your folding stool? Will your guests have to stand and eat beef balls in the future?
Lin Mosheng gave Stephen Zhou a strange look.

Then he looked at the folding stool in his hand, suddenly realized, patted his head and said, "This stool is now a murder weapon, and it really cannot be returned to you."

"By the way, boss, are my beef balls cooked?"

Only at this time did Stephen Zhou realize that the beef balls he had just cooked for Lin Mosheng were probably cold by now, so he hurriedly prepared to light a fire and make a new bowl.

"Wait a minute, I'll make you another bowl."

But Lin Mosheng had already seen the bowl of beef balls, "Isn't this ready?"

Stephen Zhou picked up the beef balls with an embarrassed smile and prepared to pour them out, "This bowl is already cold..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly froze, because the bowl in his hand was still warm!

Lin Mosheng had just eaten two mouthfuls of beef balls when Feng Laosi walked over in a dusty suit.

The windbreaker on his body still had scorched marks. It was obviously the first time he faced the neon sorceress. He didn't have a magic weapon in his hand, so he didn't take advantage of it.

Lin Mosheng remembered that Master had a dragon-pattern mirror, which was the real treasure, but it was still held by Director Ma.

Feng Lao Si glanced at the wound on Lin Mosheng's hand, and asked in surprise, "It actually hurt you?"

He glanced at the dozen or so people lying on the ground who were no longer breathing, and sighed, "This is troublesome."

Lin Mosheng understands that Master is not that kind of indecisive character, he used to be more aggressive than himself in doing things.

According to Uncle Ma's words, it is a tornado, and no grass will grow wherever it goes.

That's why the society jointly forced the police station to send Master to Dongpingzhou, and the Dragon Mirror Magic Artifact was also detained by the police station, trying to force Master to bow his head.

Lin Mosheng said with a smile, "It's not troublesome, the most important thing is to see what you do."

Then he greeted Stephen Zhou, "Another bowl of beef balls."

Feng Laosi coughed, "Just cook me a bowl of wonton noodles."

While Stephen Zhou was cooking wonton noodles, Lin Mosheng continued, "Did you catch that magician?"

Feng Laosi looked a little embarrassed, "The other party is good at escapism, it is difficult for me to keep her without preparation, but I am already familiar with her technique, next time I am prepared, I will definitely keep her!"

After talking about himself, Fourth Feng hesitated, "Did you use magic to kill people today?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Using magic to kill mortals, even if the opponent is full of evil, is not conducive to cultivation, and the evil spirits will be difficult to overcome in the future."

Lin Mosheng didn't care about this, he looked at the 12000 merit points he earned today, made sure that he didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately today, and said calmly, "Since you can kill while alive, let's kill again if you turn into a demon. "

Feng Laosi was speechless for a while, but after thinking about it, this seemed to be another kind of Taoism.

After eating the beef balls, Lin Mosheng looked at Stephen Zhou meaningfully, and said with a smile, "Your beef balls are good, I will eat them often in the future."

He didn’t know how much Stephen Zhou, who was hiding behind the dining car today, heard and saw.

But he believed that the other party could understand what he was talking about with Stephen Zhou's wisdom.

I will not tell what I saw or heard today.

Because it won't do him any good, and it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Sure enough, Stephen Zhou understood instantly, and said with a wry smile, "I'm hiding behind the dining car tonight. I didn't see or hear anything."

Lin Mosheng nodded, picked up his cell phone, and made a call.

Words are like knives, what happened tonight needs to be determined first, otherwise, who knows if the tabloids will describe him as a murderous demon tomorrow.

There are quite a few tabloids in the hands of the society, which is also an important reason why they were able to force Master Feng Laosi to retreat to Dongpingzhou. Of course, they will not make the same mistake.

After a while, the phone was connected on the other side, "Who is there?"

"Editor Hao, it's me, Lin Mosheng from Wanchai Police Station."

Hearing that it was Lin Mosheng from the Wanchai Police Station, Hao Liang, the editor-in-chief of "Ming Pao", was completely sleepy, and asked in a slightly respectful tone, "Officer Lin, what do you do at this late hour?"

He knew that this Wanchai gunslinger and gambler were inseparable, and after the incident on Yinyang Road last time, Gao Jin used some method to become a shareholder of Ming Pao.

Lin Mo said casually, "It's nothing serious. I just heroically shot and killed a dozen gangsters. The opponents were all vicious and heinous. They ranged from 80-year-old mothers to three-year-old children. I hope You "Ming Pao" can send a reporter to report this matter, and I will see the front-page report in the morning paper tomorrow."

Lin Mosheng only killed a dozen gangsters?

Hao Liang was stunned for a while, he didn't doubt the truth of this matter, but suspected that Lin Mosheng had something wrong.

You are a high-achieving brother who wants to be promoted in the police force, there are many ways, why bother to go to the front line yourself?

There was no reply on the phone for a long time, Lin Mosheng frowned, and asked, "Why, Editor-in-Chief Hao, this matter is difficult?"

Editor-in-Chief Hao immediately came to his senses, "No! I was just shocked that a hero was born as a teenager. It is because of police heroes like Police Officer Lin that Hong Kong can be prosperous and stable."

Lin Mosheng laughed and said, "In any case, the prosperity and stability of Hong Kong still depends on the joint efforts of insightful people from all walks of life."

Business mutual bragging, I will do this trick.

Lin Mosheng exchanged pleasantries again, and then called the editor-in-chief of "Ta Kung Pao". The Hong Kong capital is about to return, and he still has a long way to go in the future. Of course, he needs to let the higher-ups see that the Hong Kong capital also has young talents!
Fourth Feng stared blankly at Lin Mosheng who was chatting and laughing happily with the editors-in-chief. It turned out that he could still operate like this.

Words are like knives, since they are sharp weapons, they must be held in one's own hands!
Back at the police station, Lin Mosheng immediately found a lot of medical bandages and wrapped them around his body a few more times.

If you get injured on duty, of course you have to look good, so you can take pictures later.

The guy with Scar Qiang is still waiting for me to give him an assist to help him get into the position.

As for whether Scarqiang dared to betray him, Lin Mosheng didn't care. As long as Scarqiang did this, he could only follow him to the dark.

Otherwise, the whole city of Hong Kong, no matter whether it is black or white, cannot tolerate him!

As for supporting the puppet of the society, Scar Strong, Lin Mosheng also has some ideas. Since he has relived his life and has the help of the system, he naturally has to do something.

Of course, it’s not really about wanting to mix in associations, but wanting to completely ban illegal drugs in Hong Kong, which requires both black and white.

It has been proved in the inland past life that pornographic gambling is difficult to ban, but illegal drugs can be!

I have boasted about being awesome, and I always have to realize it by myself!

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