Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 197 You have to rely on yourself to be a good person, kneel down!
Hung Hom Auxiliary Road.

The assault vehicle left the Aberdeen Police Station, exited the Hung Hom Tunnel and drove onto the service road. It returned to the location where the assault vehicle was previously robbed and stopped.

In the small woods behind, several policemen who were handcuffed were still here.

"Thank you for your hard work, sirs!"

Abu took off his police hat and tucked it under his arm, glanced at them, raised his hand and threw the handcuff key to Tian Yangzhi, and went up to help them open the handcuffs.

"The assault vehicle was hijacked. If this leaks out, we will be unlucky, and you guys will be even more unlucky, right?"

He raised his hand and patted the front of the assault vehicle: "You can decide what to do. If someone comes looking for me, I will definitely come looking for you."

Abu waved his hand and left swaggeringly.

"Do you want to report to the boss?"

"It's nonsense to report, you want to be dismissed? Nothing happened anyway, so why report it to me? Are you waiting to be dismissed from the police force?"

"Didn't you hear what they said? If something happens to them, something will happen to us. No matter what they do, their salary is a few hundred dollars a month?!"

"Okay, don't say anything. It's settled. I'm the captain. I'll handle it if anything happens. Don't worry."

Several people discussed it and quickly reached an agreement. They kept silent about the matter and would not mention it again. They drove back in the assault vehicle.

in the villa.

Wu Zhihui looked at Abu and his team who came back, nodded, and called Ren Qingtian directly: "Brother Tian, ​​I have finished my first move. I guess Zhang Jingliang is starting to panic."

"Call your person in the police force and ask him to help. You can proceed to the next step."

"it is good."

Ren Qingtian agreed wholeheartedly.

He took the phone and did not call immediately. Instead, he put on a cigarette and thought for a while before calling Superintendent Xu: "Hahaha, Lao Xu, I'm here again."

"Say it, A Tian."

Superintendent Xu shook his head with a smile, a little speechless: "Are Ah Hui's people more powerful than the other? My people told me that his cavalry robbed their assault vehicles and threatened my people."

"Hahaha"

Ren Qingtian smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Since we are acting, we must act more realistically."

After a pause, he went straight to the topic: "Ah Hui is ready to take the next step. He needs your help. How about you help and show your face?"

"I show up?"

Superintendent Xu thought for a moment: "Is it too early?"

"It's getting late, that's all."

Ren Qingtian thought for a while and said: "I think, according to Ah Hui's thoughts, he has more or less guessed your identity, and you are my relationship."

"Besides, we have to meet sooner or later. You have seen it. Facts have proved that Ah Hui is patriotic. He has already sent the cultural relics back, right?"

"You say that no matter how good or powerful a person is, he cannot be used if he cannot be controlled. I think that Ah Hui does not necessarily have to be controlled. He is patriotic. We should deal with him as a friend. I I think it will be a pleasure to work together, right?!”

"Um"

Superintendent Xu responded in a deep voice, but did not refute this sentence. Wu Zhihui did not disappoint them in the matter of cultural relics.

"Things that have developed so far are actually related to the case of cultural relics."

Ren Qingtian thought clearly and continued: "We should help Ah Hui when we should. If he handles this matter and the people under his command suffer too many casualties, he will think that we are useless and cannot If you help him, he may not want to deal with us in the future, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Superintendent Xu listened to Ren Qingtian's words and could only nod: "Ah Hui was chosen by you. You know him best. You said so, what can I do?"

"Just follow his ideas. This time, I will fully cooperate with him. If he needs my help, I will fully cooperate with him."

"Hahaha"

Ren Qingtian laughed: "If you say that, I feel relieved."

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Aberdeen Police Station.

The moon hangs high.

The bright white moon hung in the sky, and as the dark clouds surged, it covered the moon and quickly swallowed it up.

in the gazebo.

Zhang Jingliang sat on the stool, motionless in his seat as if in trance. The street lamp beside him cast a pale light downwards, making Zhang Jingliang's face look even paler.

"Zi"

The cigarette butt made a faint and inaudible sound of burning tobacco as Zhang Jingliang sucked on it.

There were cigarette butts on the ground in front of me.

It will take a while.

Zhang Jingliang picked up the mobile phone next to him and called. It was to his subordinate Hua Wenjie. After the call was answered, he said in a hoarse voice: "What happened back then was leaked."

"Tian Yangzhi and Wu Zhihui's people just entered the police station pretending to be police officers and appeared in front of me in an assault truck. They were fair and aboveboard."

"No way?!"

Hua Wenjie listened to Zhang Jingliang's words with an incredulous tone: "How could they get together with Wu Zhihui? How dare they pretend to be police officers? Where did an assault vehicle and police uniform come from?!"

"Yeah, how did it come about?"

Zhang Jingliang clutched the phone tightly with his fingers, his knuckles turning white: "Until now, I haven't heard any news that the assault vehicle was hijacked. Do you think it's surprising?!"

"..."

Hua Wenjie fell silent upon hearing this.

It makes no sense that there is no news about the assault vehicle being hijacked. The only explanation is that there are still people in the police force helping them?
This was something Zhang Jingliang didn't dare to guess. If this was really the case, then he would be the meat on the chopping board and become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"It's okay, Sir Zhang."

Hua Wenjie tried to comfort Zhang Jingliang: "They just don't have the guts. If they really dared, they would just go to the police station and fight you. There are so many police officers in the police station, they don't dare to mess around."

"Today they can show up at the door of the police station openly, and tomorrow they can show up in my office."

Zhang Jingliang was surrounded by a strong sense of crisis at this moment. He felt that he was being dominated. A sense of fear swept over him, making him unable to calm down anymore: "A bandit like Tian Yangzhi will never give up."

"So many brothers died in what happened back then, and our money was stolen by us. They will definitely take action against me. I can't wait any longer."

He gritted his teeth and growled at Hua Wenjie: "Now, immediately, take your people and your guys to the outside of the police station and guard me. It is no longer safe inside the police station. We must evacuate as soon as possible."

"The planned robbery of a British bank"

"What a steal!"

Zhang Jingliang cursed angrily: "Zhang Zifeng has already rushed to the street. No one can help us provide information. Wu Zhihui must have known about it. If we try to rob him again, we will be courting death!"

"Run, run straight away without any stops. The money left over from before is enough for us to change places and make a comeback."

Zhang Jingliang's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Besides, I also know that there is definitely a place where there is still money. If there is more money, I will take you to get it."

"it is good."

After hearing what he said, Hua Wenjie didn't say anything more. He felt unsafe after thinking about it: "Since they did this, aren't they waiting for you to leave the police station, Sir Zhang?"

"Once they leave the police station and without the police department's deterrence, wouldn't they be able to do whatever they want?!"

"I have my own way. Someone will send us away."

Zhang Jingliang looked back at the police station's office building with twinkling eyes: "You guys come here first, I feel like I'm surrounded."

"Besides, let me tell you again, prepare yourself."

"it is good."

Hua Wenjie listened to Zhang Jingliang's words, responded and then hung up the phone.

Zhang Jingliang pinched off his cigarette butt and stood up from his seat. He looked around at the quiet street outside the police station. He felt as if everything was deserted. He hurriedly walked around the building and went directly to the parking lot behind.

In the parking lot, a black Santana car was parked in the parking space. Looking at the dust on the car, it seemed that it had not been driven for quite some time.

Zhang Jingliang took out the car key, opened the door and got into the car, started the car and started the car. Without any major problems, he picked up the canvas bag placed under the seat, then got out of the car and walked around to the trunk of the car.

Opening the trunk, he reached out and lifted the felt cloth covering the trunk, revealing the trunk full of banknotes underneath.

This was part of the robbery money that he swallowed back then. Except for the money distributed to Hua Wenjie and his brothers, he put part of the remaining banknotes here and hid the rest in a private villa.

No one would have guessed that such a huge amount of stolen money would be hidden in a chief inspector's car, and the car was parked at the police station, and it was completely dark under the lights.

"damn it!"

Zhang Jingliang opened the canvas bag and began to put money in it. As he packed it, he cursed in a low voice: "The Yan family shoveled Zhang Zifeng. If you fail to succeed, you will fail. You really deserve to die!"

After packing the money, he stuffed the canvas bag directly into the passenger seat. He sat in the driver's seat, lying low on the seat, tossing and turning with a cigarette between his legs, unable to fall asleep.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Jingliang was woken up by the sound of knocking on the car window.

Last night, he didn't fall asleep until four o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyes startled the little policewoman.

"Sir Zhang."

The little policewoman looked at Zhang Jingliang: "You are working too hard, go back and have a good sleep."

"no need."

Zhang Jingliang waved his hand nonchalantly, sat up from his seat, raised his hand and lit a cigarette. After smoking, he went to the bathroom, got a bucket of water, and started wiping the car.

He wiped it very carefully, very conscientiously, and meticulously. He didn't stop until the car was wiped clean.

After circling the car, Zhang Jingliang opened the door and got in. He picked up the phone again and made a call. He called Guilao Superintendent William. William received his call with a very bad tone.

"Why are you calling me now?"

William's face was cold, and a cold tone came from the phone: "I suggest you think about when it would be better to take the initiative to submit a resignation."

"The cultural relics have been sent back to the mainland. The higher authorities are holding me accountable for this matter. I can't hold it back at all. Now they are very angry and I don't dare to protect you."

"Sir, it's just a matter of a few cultural relics. What's there to be angry about? This batch of cultural relics is gone, and there will be another batch."

Zhang Jingliang clutched the phone and looked out the car window with flickering eyes: "Do you think this is true?!"

"Next batch? Do you know what you are talking about?!"

William scolded angrily, paused, and then understood what Zhang Jingliang said: "What do you mean?!"

"I mean, it's just cultural relics, there are so many of them!"

Zhang Jingliang spoke faster: "I have been in contact with people in the mainland these days, and someone will come over today. He has a batch of very valuable cultural relics in his hands."

"It seems to be something from the cemetery. It's bronze. It's extremely old. They are about to take action. I wonder if Superintendent William is interested?"

Without waiting for William to speak, he continued: "I have arranged for experienced people to see a sample they brought. It is indeed real. We have agreed to meet today. If the negotiation goes well, we can trade."

"At that time, we can directly take down these cultural relics without paying a penny. Are you interested in touching them?"

"Really?"

William became interested immediately after hearing this.

"of course."

Zhang Jingliang made a vow: "I think if Superintendent William can get these cultural relics, he will have to find another way to deliver the goods."

"it is good."

William thought for a moment and agreed.

"Then at five o'clock in the afternoon, Superintendent William will bring someone to the police station. Let's meet him at the police station first. If possible, we can discuss it in detail."

that's it.

After Zhang Jingliang finalized the deal with William, he hung up the phone and started waiting.

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Saigon Police Station.

Office of the Inspector General.

The chief inspector called in the trainee inspector Song Zijie and left immediately.

Superintendent Xu was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand.

Next to him, Wu Zhihui sat.

"Good afternoon, Sir!"

Song Zijie raised his hand to salute and said hello, and glanced at Wu Zhihui. He remembered Wu Zhihui as a person, and had an impression of the last time he dealt with Lai Zhong in Tsuen Wan.

"Inspector Song."

Superintendent Xu looked at Song Zijie who came in, and waved his hand with a smile, indicating that he didn't need to be polite: "Do you know why I called you here today?"

"do not know."

Song Zijie shook his head.

"If I remember correctly, I personally selected you from the police academy, right?"

Superintendent Xu looked at Song Zijie with a smile, and said slowly and calmly: "Your grades are excellent, and you look upright. I fell in love with you at first sight."

"It's just that because your brother Song Zihao, the king of counterfeit money, was arrested in Wanwan, many senior inspectors dare not choose you. You may even not be able to graduate."

In this era, the police force did not have the habit of background checks when selecting police officers, because once checked, many people may not pass the test because the base of community members is there.

But Song Zijie was different. His brother Song Zihao was arrested in Wanwan. With such a big counterfeiter in front of him, Song Zijie was naturally affected.

"However, I still fell in love with you at first sight, because I think that a person's behavior depends on himself, and what his family does has nothing to do with him."

Superintendent Xu talked eloquently, and said with a pleased smile: "It turns out that you did not disappoint me. You have been in the police force for so long, and you are indeed very eye-catching. Compared with your classmates who came in the same period, Much better.”

"Thank you Sir."

Song Zijie sounded sincere and replied loudly: "It's all thanks to Sir Xu's cultivation and willingness to give me a chance."

"No, no, no, I didn't cultivate you, I just gave you a chance."

Superintendent Xu made the distinction very clearly and did not claim credit randomly: "You have performed very well. You have solved many cases, large and small, in the past year or so. According to common sense, you should have been an inspector long ago."

"It's just a pity that because of your brother Song Zihao, I recommended him to my superiors several times, but they were always rejected. Their eyes were always biased."

".!"

Song Zijie's lips twitched. Although he didn't speak, the loneliness in his eyes could not be concealed.

This is indeed a problem that has troubled Song Zijie for a long time. He has never understood why he is always influenced by his brother Song Zihao even though he has no contact with him.

"But it doesn't matter. I always firmly believe that there is nothing wrong with you."

Superintendent Xu took out a cigarette and lit it: "A person's achievements should not be obscured by other factors around him."

"Thank you Sir!"

Song Zijie cast a grateful look and thanked him sincerely.

Wu Zhihui sat nearby, holding a cigarette and listening silently, but secretly laughing in his heart.

The abilities of these leaders and CPU subordinates are really better than the last.

Superintendent Xu just said a few simple words, using Song Zijie's pain points as the insertion point, and combined with his help to him. In a few words, Song Zijie was extremely grateful from the bottom of his heart without doing anything.

However, the reaction of ordinary people should indeed be the same, because Superintendent Xu did give Song Zijie a chance.

When Song Zijie was not favored, he still put aside his prejudices and fell in love with him, which was a bit like a horse that can li a horse.

People should be grateful. There is nothing wrong with this, and they should also have the most basic qualities.

(Just like me: my book friends support me, spend money to subscribe to the stories I write, and give me monthly votes, recommendation votes, and rewards. I kneel down and call them, what’s wrong? What’s wrong? ?!

I must persevere! )
"Here, let me introduce you. This is the person in charge of Huaxia Transportation Company, Wu Zhihui and Wu Sheng."

Superintendent Xu naturally looked at Wu Zhihui, who was sitting next to him, and briefly set the stage for the next topic: "You must have seen him too. That night in Tsuen Wan, I asked you to arrest Ichiro Kosaka, right? ?”

"Ah."

Song Zijie glanced at Wu Zhihui and nodded: "I've seen it before. I have an impression. It's the transportation team."

When he said this, Song Zijie was still a bit arrogant. That night, Wu Zhihui led a group of horses to fight, and he looked down on people like Wu Zhihui.

"You know what happened in Tsuen Wan, right?"

Superintendent Xu chuckled and continued: "Ichiro Kosaka and his ex-partner Lai Zhong of the Number Gang smuggled cultural relics out, and the matter was suppressed. Do you know who suppressed it? Who is involved in this incident? There are relationships?"

"Ghost guy."

Song Zijie replied that he was not stupid either. He had participated in the process and had some understanding of the matter.

"Ah."

Superintendent Xu responded: "Then do you know where those cultural relics went? Who is in their hands?"

Song Zijie said nothing.

"Wu Sheng took it."

Superintendent Xu reached out and patted Wu Zhihui on the shoulder: "Now, these cultural relics have been returned to their original owners."

"Oh?"

Song Zijie was a little surprised when he heard this. He couldn't help but glance at Wu Zhihui. His tone softened a lot, with a hint of admiration: "Unexpectedly, Wu Sheng is quite conspicuous in his work, but I underestimated you."

"It's ok."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand reservedly: "As a Chinese, no matter whose hands this matter falls into, everyone will do the same." "Inspector Song."

Superintendent Xu said naturally: "This is what I appreciate most about you. Like Wu Sheng, you are both people with a bottom line, upright people, and people who are not willing to deal with ghost colleagues."

He reached out and pushed the file bag on the table in front of him forward, and gestured with his lips.

Song Zijie watched Superintendent Xu's movements, reached out to pick it up, bypassed the sealing rope, and took out the file inside.

"This is a series of criminal evidence provided to me by Wu Sheng about Chief Inspector Zhang Jingliang. He was responsible for the smuggling of cultural relics this time."

Superintendent Xu looked at Song Zijie who was browsing the files and explained: "In addition, the case where Inspector Wu Tianyao was shot to death a few years ago was also handled by Chief Inspector Zhang Jingliang. Inspector Wu Tianyao is Wu Sheng's father."

"As for the reason why Inspector Wu Tianyao was shot dead, it was because Inspector Wu Tianyao knew about a robbery that Zhang Jingliang participated in, from which Chief Inspector Zhang Jingliang obtained a huge amount of black money."

"Right now, Chief Inspector Zhang Jingliang sees that something is wrong and is preparing to run away. I have secretly obtained so much information about him and am preparing to bring him to justice."

Speaking of it.

He paused and looked up at Song Zijie: "This matter is a bit involved. As you know, I, Xu Wende, have never been close to those ghost guys."

"He, Zhang Jingliang, belongs to Gui Lao. If I come forward to touch him, a lot of things will be involved. They will definitely come forward to do something, and maybe they will take the opportunity to make a fuss."

"I need a service person who can help me with things, so I chose you."

"I?"

Song Zijie had already finished browsing the file roughly, and looked at Superintendent Xu and looked at him: "I am just a trainee inspector, and I am nothing in front of him. I am afraid it will be a bit difficult for me to do this."

The last time, Song Zijie was assigned by Superintendent Xu to arrest Ichiro Kosaka in Tsuen Wan, but he was suppressed by the inspector under Zhang Jingliang, but Song Zijie was unable to do anything.

"It doesn't matter, I found you just because you are a trainee inspector. This time, I will give you enough authorization."

Superintendent Xu waved his hand nonchalantly: "I have recommended you to my superiors many times, but, you know, because of your brother Song Zihao, they have always refused to let you go up."

"These gangsters want everyone to do things for them, but they always look down on the police officers at the bottom. It's really disgusting."

He breathed out: "But this time it's different. If Zhang Jingliang can be defeated at this point, the ghost guys will definitely be involved, and then they will be ruthlessly defeated!"

"At this time, if I bring you up again, no one will have anything to say. Isn't that true?!"

"Ah."

Song Zijie hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"There is nothing to hesitate."

Wu Zhihui looked at Song Zijie's expression and said next to him: "Someone is suppressing you. If you want to succeed, it will never depend on how many cases you have handled and how much credit you have made. Should you look down on you or not?" .”

"These ghost guys are typical of picking up the bowl to eat meat and putting down the bowl and chopsticks to curse. If this is the case, then we must beat them until they are afraid and beat them until they throw themselves on the street!"

"Identity and status are all earned by yourself, not by others giving you charity, never!"

Wu Zhihui blew out the smoke: "If you, Song Zijie, want to be promoted, the most difficult thing is not the subsequent promotions, but this first promotion. Your brother Song Zihao's matter has become a shackles that binds you. As long as you break this first promotion, It’s a shackles, and it will be natural for you to be promoted in the future.”

He raised his hand and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "If I were you, I would definitely use this incident to beat you hard. If you don't seize the opportunity this time, when will you get another chance?"

"If you don't let me get promoted, then I will fuck up your people! As a human being, you must have the nature of a wolf!"

"The truth has always been punched out with your own fists!"

"it is good!"

After listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Song Zijie no longer hesitated and nodded heavily: "Leave this matter to me."

"Ah."

Superintendent Xu nodded with satisfaction: "Wu Sheng has done a lot of research on Zhang Jingliang and has already mastered Zhang Jingliang's whereabouts. He will help you with this matter."

He glanced at Wu Zhihui one more time: "Then I'll wait for your good news!"

now.

Superintendent Xu secretly muttered in his heart, Wu Zhihui is very good at speaking. His eloquence is better than his own. He said so much. Song Zijie was still a little hesitant, but you said a few words and brought him in directly? !
"YES Sir!"

Song Zijie raised his feet and stamped the ground, raised his hands and saluted, and responded with a loud and loud voice.

Six pm.

William appeared at the gate of Aberdeen Police Station on time and met Zhang Jingliang who was already waiting at the door.

Since Zhang Jingliang stuffed a gun into his mouth last time in the hospital, for the sake of safety, William did not come alone this time, but brought six ghost subordinates with guns. Absolutely own people.

In addition, a cultural relics expert was also brought along.

If Zhang Jingliang dares to play any tricks again, he will be killed on the spot!

In the Xiangjiang under their control, the ghosts would never allow Zhang Jingliang to show his teeth to his master by throwing himself on the street.

"What about people?"

William looked around the police station: "Where is the person you are talking about?"

"almost."

Zhang Jingliang raised his hand to look at his watch and handed William a cigarette: "It should be on the way."

Just talking.

An old black car stopped in front of them, the door opened, and four young men got out of the car. Each of them was dressed simply and dirty. They looked like refugees.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang."

The leader, Hua Wenjie, looked at Zhang Jingliang and walked up directly, speaking in Mandarin: "It's interesting that we actually chose to meet at the door of the police station. It's so bold."

"Ha ha."

Zhang Jingliang laughed, took out cigarettes and gave one to Hua Wenjie: "Of course you have to be careful, have you brought anything?"

The two made eye contact and understood each other tacitly.

"of course."

Hua Wenjie mysteriously walked to the trunk, opened it and gestured to the two canvas bags inside: "They are all inside."

"Then take a look?"

Zhang Jingliang then wanted to signal the experts to go up and take a look, but Hua Wenjie raised his hand to cover the trunk: "You are looking for death. Look here. What if someone finds out? There are so many people and there are so many eyes."

"Then change the place."

Zhang Jingliang thought for a moment and looked at Ghost Guy William: "How about we go to the villa, it's safe."

"."

William glanced at Hua Wenjie and the four others, frowned and pulled Zhang Jingliang aside, murmuring in a low voice: "Can these people do it? They all look dirty, just like refugees."

"I've seen it before, no problem."

Zhang Jingliang curled his lips and looked at William: "You said, if they are all like the big boss, why would they go all the way to Xiangjiang to find someone capable of taking over?"

After hearing this, William thought for a moment, and it seemed that this was also the case, so he didn't say anything after thinking about it.

Zhang Jingliang opened his car door: "Then come with us and change places."

"Wait a moment."

Hua Wenjie looked at Zhang Jingliang: "Have you brought what we want?"

"rest assured."

Zhang Jingliang opened the trunk, opened the canvas bag, and revealed the banknotes inside: "As long as your things are fine, the banknotes are not a problem."

Hua Wenjie looked at the pile of banknotes and said nothing more.

This made William stunned. When did Zhang Jingliang have so many banknotes?

But he didn't say much. The group got into the car and left one after another.

shortly after they left.

In a restaurant diagonally across from the police station, Ma Zai, who was eating noodles, threw away the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the phone and made a quick call:
"Boss, they have left the police station. I also took the photo. There is another ghost guy William, and his brothers have already followed them."

Hanging around his neck is his beloved Leica camera.

"Okay, I know what's going on."

Wu Zhihui's voice came from inside: "Well done, I will arrange for someone to follow him and keep the brothers in contact."

"Ah."

Ma Zai nodded, then picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat the noodles happily. He got the boss's approval. He was happy with everything he ate, and the noodles became a little more fragrant.

As the Ma Zai under Chang Mao who is responsible for tracking, he has begun to have experience now.

The sun is setting in the west, the setting sun is like blood.

The convoy was driving on the coastal road, and the sun, which had sunk halfway into the sea, only showed half of its fiery red color. It was reflected on the sea, dyeing the entire sea red.

in the car.

Zhang Jingliang sat in the back seat, turned his head and looked at the beautiful natural picture on the sea in the distance, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Xiangjiang is quite beautiful.

It's just that I have to leave here, escape from here and find a place to stay.

Thinking about it, I feel a little reluctant, but there is nothing I can do about it.

"Chief Inspector Zhang."

William the ghost sat next to him and looked at Zhang Jingliang with a smile: "You did a very good job in this matter. Although the last batch of cultural relics has been lost, if we win this transaction, I think it will still be very good. happy."

Although William did not understand bronze ware, he knew that this bronze ware with the name of the Warring States Period must be of research significance.

He was in a very good mood: "If this order is settled, I guarantee that nothing will happen to you."

"Thank you very much, Superintendent William."

Zhang Jingliang looked at William with a flattering smile as always.

He knew this smile very well. He had been smiling for several years. Don't be too good at it. The movements of the muscles on your face had already formed a muscle memory.

Half an hour later.

Coastal villa.

As the sky gradually darkened, the convoy arrived at Ghost William's villa, the car drove in, and everyone got out of the car and went in.

This single-family villa was given to William the Ghost by Zhang Jingliang.

In order to gain the upper hand, Zhang Jingliang went to curry favor with the ghost guy William. William said that his nephew had no place to live. After Zhang Jingliang grabbed the black money, he bought this single-family villa and gave it to the ghost guy William.

Zhang Jingliang really spent a lot of money on giving gifts. William was very satisfied after seeing it. That's it. With the villa as a stepping stone, Zhang Jingliang officially entered the camp of William the Ghost.

In three or four years, the 36-year-old Zhang Jingliang quickly climbed the career ladder without retreating, and took the position of chief inspector at the age of 40.

If things continue to develop smoothly according to his script, he estimates that he will be promoted to superintendent in at most two years. If he completes the undercover united front mission, it will probably be very soon.

pity.

Backfired.

in the villa.

The lights were turned on, and the air conditioner blew cold air outside. After entering the room, William looked at Zhang Jingliang.

Zhang Jingliang noticed his gaze and nodded, then looked at Hua Wenjie: "Watson, it should be safe here, right? Take out your things?!"

"Yes Yes."

The ghost expert brought by William followed up in broken Mandarin and rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"it is good."

Hua Wenjie nodded and gestured to his men, who went outside, opened the trunk, picked up the canvas bag, and placed it on the table, making a crisp metal collision sound.

"Rude, be careful, be careful!"

The ghost expert couldn't wait any longer. Looking at the rude actions of the people, he couldn't help frowning and scolding: "These are all treasures. Don't bump into them, otherwise they will be greatly compromised."

"Ok."

Hua Wenjie smiled and nodded, opened the zipper and started to take it out.

The ghost expert quickly moved forward and looked into the bag. After seeing the contents of the bag, the smile on his face froze and his whole body froze in place.

He slowly raised his hand.

"What's wrong?!"

William frowned as he watched the expert's movements, and then he saw Hua Wenjie taking out a micro-charge from the canvas bag and pointing the black muzzle at everyone.

The other three people also hold micro punches, which are full of intimidation.

around.

When several ghost police officers brought by ghost guy William saw this scene, they unexpectedly subconsciously wanted to pull out the .[-] points from their waists.

"Da da da!"

Hua Wenjie pulled the trigger, spraying flames from the muzzle of the gun, instantly smashing the police officer Guilao in front of him who was about to draw his gun. His body trembled and fell to the ground, and he threw himself directly into the street.

Bright red blood flowed out from under him and spread on the floor.

"Don't move!"

Hua Wenjie held the micro gun in his hand and looked at them: "Whoever touches it will die."

Although Police Officer Guilao couldn't understand Hua Wenjie's words, the micro punch in his hand was indeed the best language. The corpses on the ground were the best textbooks. They all raised their hands and squatted down with their heads in hand skillfully.

The other three guys immediately went up, collected their points, and gathered the remaining five people together.

"Damn! Damn!"

Seeing this scene, William roared angrily at Zhang Jingliang: "What's going on, what's going on?! This is what you said"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Jingliang raised his hand and slapped the ghost guy William directly on the face. This slap was so powerful that it knocked William unconscious. He looked at Zhang Jingliang in disbelief with his eyes wide open, his light blue pupils full of surprise.

"call"

Zhang Jingliang waved his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a heavy drag.

He moved his neck, looked at William with a cold expression, and blew a puff of smoke into William's face.

"Zhang Jingliang!"

William roared angrily at Zhang Jingliang: "How dare you." He opened his mouth, but his voice was stuck in his throat.

Zhang Jingliang waved to Hua Wenjie, and Hua Wenjie walked up and handed Wei Chong to Zhang Jingliang.

"Bah!"

Zhang Jingliang held the gun with both hands, pointing the black muzzle at him. He looked at William and yelled: "Kneel down!"

William wanted to speak again: "You"

Zhang Jingliang pulled the trigger with his finger, "click, click, click" and spurted out flames. The bullet hit William's side, sparks exploded, and the bullet that bounced hit the ghost guy next to him in the thigh. He covered his thigh in pain and howled. stand up.

Zhang Jingliang turned his gun and shouted again expressionlessly: "Kneel down!"

William didn't say any more nonsense, his knees softened and he knelt directly in front of Zhang Jingliang with a "pop".

but.

William is making progress now.

Compared to the last time when he was shot by Ye Jihuan, which scared him to the point of incontinence, this time he didn't.

"Chief Inspector Zhang!"

In his desperation, William stopped speaking English and waved his hand to Zhang Jingliang: "If you have anything to say, let's forget about the cultural relics. I won't pursue you anymore. I will take care of my own affairs."

He can speak Chinese, but usually in front of Zhang Jingliang, he always speaks fluent English, and Zhang Jingliang has to communicate with him in English obediently.

"Go and dig out the banknotes!"

Zhang Jingliang ignored him and pointed to the yard outside the villa. Hua Wenjie went out with a younger brother.

"I'll fuck you!"

Zhang Jingliang then looked at the ghost guy William who was kneeling in front of him and stared at him coldly: "What? Now you know how to speak Chinese with me? I fucking thought you couldn't speak Chinese."

"Yes, yes!"

William had long been frightened and looked at Zhang Jingliang with fearful eyes: "Chief Inspector Zhang, you are still very young. You will still have a lot of opportunities in the future. Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive."

"Chance your ancestor!"

Zhang Jingliang roared low, grabbed the micro in his hand, rushed towards him, and hit William hard on the head with a bang.

"what!"

William screamed and was thrown to the ground.

Zhang Jingliang waved his sword with a ferocious expression, "boom, boom, boom" to show how hard he was.

After several heavy blows, Zhang Jingliang stopped, bent over and supported his knees with his hands, breathing heavily.

before.

William collapsed to the ground, with several cuts on his forehead, and blood oozing out from his flesh.

(End of this chapter)