Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

The association is really a money-burning job.

Tonight, not to mention some actual losses on the site, the cost of these personnel items alone has skyrocketed.

Those who can be beaten must be given enough money. My brother Wu Zhihui, who was injured and went to the hospital, also paid for the soup and medicine and paid double.

This does not include the cost of bailing the brothers who were captured by the police. A rough estimate shows that these expenses alone are hundreds of thousands or millions.

Just eating and drinking for the dozens of people on site cost tens of thousands of dollars, all in banknotes.

Wu Zhihui never treats anyone badly in terms of welfare benefits. He pays to the highest. He only works for money. Without money, no one will help him.

This is why when you need to do something, among the one hundred men under your command, there are at least forty or fifty handsome men who dare to come out and do things.

This is a quite high proportion.

In an ordinary society, if there are only ten or twenty people out of a hundred who dare to come out and do things, it's already pretty good.

"Big D."

Wu Zhihui sat with them at the table for a while, then stood up and left: "You are responsible for the rest, I will go first."

"work?"

Big D came up and said, "You need my help?"

"No, the fun has just begun."

"Ah."

Big D nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He got up and sent Wu Zhihui out. Changmao drove Wu Zhihui in his car and headed towards Lisa's clinic.

The car arrived at the clinic.

Standing outside smoking, Abu pinched the cigarette butt and came up: "Brother Hui."

"Well, hard work."

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and grabbed Abu's shoulder. There was no need to say more: "How is the situation?"

"Tianhong's injuries have been treated. Two shots were fired on the arm. The wound on the shoulder was much deeper and has been sutured."

Abu led Wu Zhihui inside: "Brother Tian is in good condition, nothing serious happened."

He pondered for a moment: "One of our team members, Xiao Zhong, was shot in the leg. The situation is not very optimistic."

"Lisa said what kind of nervous system was damaged by the bullet. I don't know the details. It's just that he will be lame when he recovers."

He followed: "But I will handle the follow-up matters and settle him."

in the corridor.

Tianyangzhi and his group stood there fully armed.

When Tian Yangzhi came over, there were a total of ten people including the four brothers.

"Brother Hui."

Tian Yangzhi said: "If there is anything else to do tonight, we will do what you say."

Wu Zhihui called in advance to inform them that they would have to do something tonight, and everyone was already prepared.

"Let's go see the injured brother first."

Wu Zhihui motioned to Abu to lead the way and entered the ward. Team member Xiao Zhong Wu Zhihui was impressed.

He had met Miao Qingshan before when he was fighting Miao Qingshan on the Shenzhen River.

"Brother Hui."

Xiao Zhong was lying on the hospital bed with his right leg bandaged: "I'm sorry, I was delayed at night."

He looked a little unwilling and gritted his teeth: "It doesn't matter, I know all the rules. The team doesn't raise useless people, I can do it myself."

"Shut up, are you here, idiot?"

Wu Zhihui interrupted him directly, frowned at Abu, and scolded: "You usually don't tell your brother that if you help Wu Zhihui do things, you are my Wu Zhihui's brother?"

"No, Brother Hui, it has nothing to do with eldest brother."

Xiao Zhong quickly explained: "I lost one of my legs and can't keep up with the rhythm. I won't stay here to drag everyone down."

"Silly man."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and patted his shoulder: "If your leg is injured, then we can do something else. Our clinic also needs security."

"You have also seen that Brother Tian and Tianhong are recuperating here now. They are both very important. After you recover, you will be responsible for the security of the clinic."

He pulled out a bankbook he had prepared earlier: "This is the money for your soup and medicine. It's not much, just 150,000 yuan."

"Besides, I arranged for Changmao to prepare a house for you. It's not big, just over 700 square feet. After coming to Xiangjiang for so long with Abu and the others, you should have a place to stay."

It's more than 700 feet, which is just over 60 square feet. It's a place with a bigger butt, but in Xiangjiang, it's already very big and expensive.

"Brother Hui."

Xiao Zhong's eyes were red and he was about to refuse, but Wu Zhihui held him down and signaled him not to say anything.

Wu Zhihui looked at everyone: "Everyone comes here to help me. Wu Zhihui is very grateful. Take your time. I will not treat you badly, and everyone will do it."

His face turned a little colder: "As for the group of people who intercepted you at night, those two policemen, and Zeng Jiale who was behind the scenes, I will not let anyone go."

"Give me some time, it won't be too late, it's just a matter of these two days."

Wu Zhihui's eyes slowly swept across the crowd: "Assassinated Brother Tian, ​​seriously injured Tianhong, and disabled one of Xiao Zhong's legs. I will settle the account for them as well."

"Listen to Brother Hui!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Everyone sees Wu Zhihui's conduct as a person, and no one has anything to say when the boss does this.

"have a good rest."

Wu Zhihui comforted Xiao Zhong, stepped out, and headed towards the innermost room: "The fun has just begun now."

Everyone was waiting outside, wondering what actions Wu Zhihui would plan for the evening.

Open the door and go in.

Watson was lying on the hospital bed, his body wrapped in white bandages like a mummy. He suffered the most at night.

I followed the car all the way to the clinic. My head was protected by a helmet and was fine, but my body was covered with scratches, and gravel was mixed with the scratched skin.

This is very troublesome when cleaning, and the whole process is also very painful and painful.

Watson opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling. When he saw Wu Zhihui coming in, the corners of his eyes shrank.

"How about my old friend."

Wu Zhihui opened the window, pulled out a stool and sat down next to the hospital bed. He lit a cigarette, took a puff and stuffed it into Watson's mouth:

"Don't you feel great gliding along? It feels like flying? It's specially tailored for you."

Watson said nothing, his lips moved as he sucked on the cigarette.

"Go ahead."

Wu Zhihui lit another cigarette and held it in his mouth. The blue smoke swirled upwards along the cigarette butt: "Who are the people who intercepted me tonight? Where are they?"

Watson narrowed his eyes, his expression changed for a moment and then quickly returned to normal.

"This group of people is very professional, and the team cooperation is also very tacit. They are definitely not ordinary characters. Without some foundation, they will definitely not be able to do it." Wu Zhihui turned sideways, took the fruit knife next to him, and picked up an apple with ease. Started peeling: "You have been helping Zeng with his errands. You have come into contact with so many people and so many things. You must know them."

He looked at Watson and kept peeling in his hands: "Tell me, tell me the whereabouts of these people and their whereabouts."

"do not know."

Watson shook his head: "I don't know these people."

"you do not know?!"

Wu Zhihui interrupted him with a scold: "This group of people is responsible for dealing with my security team, and the rest, A Heng, is responsible for dealing with Brother Tian. You showed up at the hospital tonight with A Heng, you tell me you do not know?"

He leaned forward and said, "Do you look at me like a fool? I can't understand such a simple thing at all?"

Wu Zhihui kept reviewing what happened this time when he returned to the ship. He had already deduced it countless times in his mind.

This is why he didn't get rid of Watson, the street rusher, immediately. He and Ma Jun definitely played the role of intermediary liaisons, and their top line was Superintendent Zeng Jiale.

Watson just glanced at Wu Zhihui, turned away and stopped talking to Wu Zhihui. The cigarette butt in his mouth was thick with ashes.

"Since you don't want to say it, then I will settle our accounts."

Wu Zhihui continued, minding his own business: "You arranged for someone to assassinate Brother Tian. Brother Tian is my boss and I am his younger brother. The boss was killed and now the person he ordered is in front of me. What should I do?"

"Luo Tianhong, one of my handsome men, if you shoot him, if I, the big guy, don't help him, who will help me like Wu Zhihui in the future?"

"You controlled all of this and instigated Hong Xing to fight with me and invade our Aberdeen. These people lost millions. You caused me such a big loss. How do you calculate it?"

While talking, the fruit peeling knife in Wu Zhihui's hand kept turning. The apple peels were peeled off evenly and neatly, and the peels were connected continuously.

"Based on my investigation of you, you have been an undercover agent before, right? You may be very familiar with this, and you know everything about the world."

He looked at Watson, who was turning around: "Three things are needed to get to the top when you are out here, cheating, seducing your sister-in-law, and betraying your brother. They should be very familiar to you."

"Betraying them should be familiar to you."

"Go on, tell me."

Wu Zhihui bit the peeled apple in his mouth, stood up with a fruit knife, stretched out his hand and pulled Watson's arm to remove the gauze wrapped around it, revealing the stitched wound inside.

"The wound was sutured very well. The sutures were very regular, neat and symmetrical. It looked like it was done by an experienced surgeon."

He looked at Watson with a smile: "It just so happens that I am also studying medicine recently, but I am studying anatomy. This is the first time for me to sew up such a fresh wound and then open it."

The corners of Watson's eyes contracted, and he turned to look at Wu Zhihui: "It's useless even if you kill me. I don't know what you said at all. I'm just a jobber. If you have any problems, go to that person named Zeng." Yes!"

"Besides, I won't betray them. It's absolutely impossible for me, Watson, to betray them."

"what"

Watson screamed before he finished speaking, and the fruit knife stained with apple juice opened the stitched wound on his arm.

"From what I know about you, you are not such a loyal person, are you?"

Wu Zhihui was chewing an apple in his left hand and holding a fruit knife in his right hand: "If I remember correctly, at that time you owed a gambling debt and had no money to repay it, so you took a sum of money from someone else and shot Lian Haodong. "

"Just because you did this, your old partner Ma Jun is no longer a human being inside and outside. Ma Jun has such a good relationship with you that you can work with him for money. Now your relationship with Zeng is just a superior and subordinate relationship. There is no reason. This is the only way to protect him."

With beads of sweat on his forehead, Watson stared at Wu Zhihui: "You are plotting against me!"

"I arranged for someone to give you that money."

Wu Zhihui gnawed on the apple in his hand with relish: "It's fair for me to pay you to do things."

The apple is very crisp and makes a crunching sound when bitten in the mouth: "So, I will ask you again. If you still refuse to answer, then I will start practicing my anatomy training."

Wu Zhihui placed the half-eaten apple beside him, took a pair of rubber gloves and put them on. He held the blood-stained fruit knife in his hand, looking more like a butcher than a doctor.

Wu Zhihui held down Watson's bleeding arm: "You know the rules in this circle better than anyone else, so I won't talk nonsense."

"I'm a police officer, I'm the inspector of O."

Watson was really panicking now. He looked at Wu Zhihui, who was about to take action: "If you do me, the police force will never sit idly by. No society has ever killed an undercover agent."

Generally speaking, when the club discovers that there is an undercover police officer within the organization, the most they can do is banish the person and ignore him and let him go. Unless important interests are involved, the undercover agent will be killed.

After all, no one wants to cause the club to be targeted by the police just because of a small undercover agent.

"You still know you are an undercover agent?!"

Wu Zhihui showed a sarcastic smile and said in a disdainful tone: "The police force's attitude towards undercover agents is to abandon them like worn shoes. If it weren't for Zeng Jiale's line, you would be just a waste of the police force now, and no one would care about you."

"I have already spread the news about your disappearance. Now you are a former undercover agent who accepted bribes. You were originally an undercover agent who was despised. Who will care about you?"

"Furthermore, how will Zeng Jiale view this matter? Your chess piece will only bring him a strong sense of crisis. I estimate that he will now want to kill you and silence you."

He stared at Watson: "If I don't move you, you will die!"

"Think about it for yourself, three seconds."

"three!"

Wu Zhihui didn't give him a chance to think too much, and kept his momentum steady and aggressive.

"one!"

Wu Zhihui directly inserted the fruit knife into the suture wound on Watson's arm, and the blade began to cut along the suture line.

"I say, I say, I say anything!"

Watson screamed for mercy, and his eyes were covered with sweat on his face: "Those people used to be from O Ji. The leader was He Guozheng, a senior inspector. The rest were their people. They used to be with Zeng Jiale. Their."

He speaks very fast and has a strong desire to survive: "They were dismissed from the police force because of an undercover incident. They left Hong Kong for more than a year and now they are back. This is all I know."

"Oh?"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised: "Where is their destination?"

"Slaughterhouse, abandoned slaughterhouse."

Watson kept talking and gave the detailed address: "Ahen was detained here by them before. I went there once. It seems that they have been living there for a while."

"All, this is all I know, all I know has been said, really said."

His Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed: "I have provided you with important clues. Don't kill me. Don't kill me. I can cooperate with you."

"As expected, he is someone who has been an undercover agent. He talks first and then makes conditions. Well, he has a good attitude."

Wu Zhihui threw the fruit knife aside and took off his rubber gloves: "Here, help him sew up the wound. Do it better and more carefully."

Come out of the ward.

Wu Zhihui looked at Tian Yangzhi and his group standing in the corridor, and gave them the location of the slaughterhouse: "Go and check to see if those people are here."

"If you meet them, just do it. If you go late, it doesn't matter. Just spread the news."

Based on my understanding of Zeng Jiale, this old guy is so cautious.

Watson has been to the foothold of He Guozheng and his gang. If he was prepared, he would definitely let these people leave early.

He will definitely keep an eye on Wu Zhihui.

If Wu Zhihui wants to take down their group, their group will definitely want to take down Wu Zhihui. There will definitely be a collision between the two groups. It is just a matter of time.

Abu thought for a while: "What if they are not here? Where can we chase them?"

Wu Zhihui was very sure: "If they are not here, then continue to use Watson to hang up. As long as you go, they will come to us." (End of Chapter)