Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 91: Recruitment!

on the road.

Three Mercedes-Benz cars opened the road in front, followed by five Mitsubishi cars with double flashes. The convoy followed closely behind the police car, and after following for a long time, they finally entered the ring road at the intersection.

"Ha ha."

Lin Jiaqiang glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at the leaving convoy: "Wu Zhihui, your team of riders doesn't seem to be very good. I thought they were brave enough to follow us to Oji."

Wu Zhihui didn't even look at him. He lazily leaned on his seat, moved his buttocks to find a comfortable position, closed his eyes and rested.

"Humph."

Lin Jiaqiang snorted coldly, but was too lazy to talk to Wu Zhihui. He leaned on his seat and looked out the window, thinking about how to deal with Wu Zhihui.

It was not easy for Chief Inspector William to think highly of him and let him help with the matter, so this matter must be done beautifully.

Several police cars drove slowly on the road.

At this moment.

The intercom in the car suddenly rang: "Sir Lin, I have a call for you."

"No answer!"

Lin Jiaqiang refused without thinking. He looked at Wu Zhihui, who was resting his head with his eyes closed and his fingers nodding rhythmically on his knees. He said sarcastically: "Not bad Wu Zhihui, how can he still find a relationship to take care of you?"

"I'm telling you, I was personally appointed by the ghost superior to investigate you. Just because of your relationship, don't think about it."

"Oh?"

Wu Zhihui opened his eyes, turned to look at Lin Jiaqiang, looked him up and down for several seconds, and then spoke: "You said, you are already 38, right? Do you think you can still be in the police force?" Will the team continue to climb up?”

"Look at your appearance. You're like a foreign dog. With a ghost, your arrogant tail is almost up to the sky."

He leaned forward, approached Lin Jiaqiang, and whispered: "Isn't an inspector very awesome? In my eyes, he is still a chicken and a dog."

"Hem home shovel!"

Lin Jiaqiang's mentality exploded instantly. He pushed Wu Zhihui away with his backhand, raised his feet and pulled off the leather boots he was wearing, preparing to kick Wu Zhihui with his bare feet.

He, Lin Jiaqiang, had such a way of serving others. After the kick, he had no place to cry. How could he let Wu Zhihui go to heaven?
At this moment.

The phone rang in the car.

The guy in the front seat answered the phone, answered a few times in a low voice, and then put the phone in the back seat: "Sir Lin, the phone is for you."

"Didn't I tell you, I won't answer!"

Lin Jiaqiang was just adjusting his posture to kick Wu Zhihui when he was interrupted by the waiter and shouted angrily: "You don't understand what you're saying?!"

"Our boss, Sir Li, called here."

"I do not."

Lin Jiaqiang was about to scold him again, but he stopped the words when he reached his lips. He held his shoes in one hand and the phone in the other: "Good morning, sir, I am Inspector Lin Jiaqiang."

"Hey, I don't dare. I should say good morning to Chief Lin."

Senior Inspector Li Zhili's voice rang out, and you could still feel the deep dissatisfaction in his voice through the phone: "In order to find you, I have to make a few more calls."

"No, no, I dare not."

Lin Jiaqiang shook his head quickly and said with a smile: "Aren't you busy working on a case? We arrested a society?"

"Fall on the street!"

Li Zhili immediately scolded him, and his words were extremely unpleasant: "Lin Jiaqiang, Lin Jiaqiang, I'm a little curious now if what you have in your mind is feces and urine? They mixed it all together and made you confused, right?!"

"You said you had eaten well and had nothing to do. Why did you go to arrest Wu Zhihui so early in the morning? Do you know what he does?"

Lin Jiaqiang was confused by the scolding: "I know, the club."

"So what the hell!"

There was a rapid slap on the table from Li Zhili: "He Wu Zhihui is the president of the Huaxia Foundation, the boss of the six Wuji Vegetable Markets, and the president of the Huaxia Liquor Association. Come on, tell me, what's wrong with his face?" Is it written with two big characters: "CLUB"?

"Pujie, do you know that the phone number at the Public Relations Department is off the hook right now? Over in Aberdeen, people who can't buy food at the market early in the morning are all calling to complain about you!"

"And the three bosses of the three major liquor groups, San Miguel, Heineken and Deli, who are members of the Chinese Liquor Association. They made an appointment with Wu Sheng to discuss business at San Sheng Palace in Fanling this morning. You arrested him. ?”

"No."

Lin Jiaqiang immediately retorted: "Sir, they are businessmen. They go to the San Sheng Temple in Fanling to discuss business? Do you believe it? Even ghosts don't believe it."

"You fucking worship Guan Gong every time before you do something, can't people believe this?"

Whether in the community or in the police station, everyone likes to worship Guan Gong. However, the red boots worshiped in the police station have been around since the 50s, and have gradually become your custom. In order to join the group, some ghost guys not only believe in Jesus, but also worship Guan Gong. They also worshiped.

Li Zhili scolded sternly: "I only know that now the three of them are going to jointly file a real-name complaint against you, saying that you have delayed others' business worth millions, and have already made trouble to the higher authorities. They want to apply for intervention in the investigation, and they also say that this matter has gone wrong." Whatever the consequences, you have to bear all the losses!!"

He was a little angry: "Do you know that because of you, I was reprimanded by my boss early in the morning? Several departments called me to reprimand me. Superintendent Xu's phone calls came in, saying that those three companies The boss now wants the police to compensate them for tens of millions of dollars in losses!"

"This bad thing happened so early in the morning before I even started doing anything. It took away all my good mood for the whole day. Are you full and have nothing to do?! Pulling people in, what kind of evidence and what kind of charges are they?"

Li Zhili just felt that it was wrong to go out today because he was about to retire, so he just wanted to spend his time in peace and stability.

In the morning, before my butt is still hot, all kinds of things come up. Lin Jiaqiang is already a veteran at O’s. How could he do such a stupid thing? He really doesn’t like Lin Jiaqiang at all now.

For him who is about to retire, of course he will not be polite to Lin Jiaqiang.

"I"

Lin Jiaqiang wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Li Zhili's forcible insertion: "What are you doing? Send me back immediately. They have to rush to work. Do you know?!"

"Yes Yes!"

Lin Jiaqiang nodded hurriedly, not daring to talk back and said a few nice words before hanging up the phone. He handed the phone to the clerk, put on his shoes and gritted his teeth: "Change the intersection and send him to Fanling!!"

He tried to talk to Wu Zhihui, but Wu Zhihui couldn't read back, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became awkward.

Lin Jiaqiang lit up a cigarette distractedly, sucked on the cigarette and scratched his head, mentally cursing the ghost Browns for rushing into the street. When he sent him a message yesterday, he didn't mention Wu Zhihui's background at all.

He looked at the traffic jam in front of him and shouted angrily to the driver: "Is it okay to drive? Is there a traffic jam? I have to rush to work. Are you responsible for being late?"

Hurry up and hurry up.

At 45:[-], Wu Zhihui was finally sent to the San Sheng Temple in Fanling. By this time, the place was already bustling with activity.

A large number of people gathered here, and the lion dance moved vividly amidst the sound of firecrackers, which was very lively.

outside.

Big D and his group had already arrived and were waiting on the steps outside. When they saw the police car approaching, many people immediately came over.

"It's here."

Lin Jiaqiang saw that Wu Zhihui had no intention of getting out of the car, so he had to go up and help him open the door, and said bravely: "Wu Sheng, we are here, get out of the car." "Okay, thank you."

Wu Zhihui nodded in response, stretched out his hand to support the seat and prepared to get out of the car. He just stood up and sat back down in his seat: "I'm sorry, Sir, this is my first time riding in a police car, Wu Zhihui is too nervous, and my legs are now I feel weak and can’t stand up.”

"..."

Lin Jiaqiang's lips moved, and he greeted Wu Zhihui's [-]th generation ancestor in his heart, with a stiff smile on his face: "Stop joking, Wu Sheng."

"How dare I joke with Sir, really."

Wu Zhihui looked at Lin Jiaqiang with an innocent face: "I, Wu Zhihui, am very spineless. My legs are very soft now. I will definitely not be able to get down today unless you lift me down and send me up."

Seeing more and more people surrounding them, there were also police cars, extremely conspicuous.

Lin Jiaqiang only felt unlucky. In order to conspicuously humiliate Wu Zhihui, he specifically chose a police car, but now it has become a tool for his own embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll take you out of the car."

Lin Jiaqiang gritted his teeth and felt his face burning when he noticed the gazes around him. In order not to continue to be embarrassed, he squatted down and asked the waiter to get Wu Zhihui off the car, half-lifting and half-lifting him. The gift sent Wu Zhihui to Big D and his group.

"Thank you, thank you Sir for sending me here."

Wu Zhihui regained his energy instantly and waved to Lin Jiaqiang: "In that case, then go and get busy."

He stared at Lin Jiaqiang and his tone was a bit colder: "Don't think that if you follow the ghost guy, your tail will be raised to the sky. Don't be stupid and act like a dog for the ghost guy to go against me. Otherwise, I will chop off your tail for you!"

"Okay, that's enough!"

Lin Jiaqiang's face turned completely cold, and he gritted his teeth and gave Wu Zhihui a thumbs up: "Wu Sheng is so cool, I will remember it today!"

"Well, thanks for the compliment."

Wu Zhihui nodded matter-of-factly: "I can't help it. I, Wu Zhihui, am just like that. I don't have much potential. But whenever I seize an opportunity, I like to step on people, and step on them hard. Even if he is an inspector, for example, you Such."

"Go back and give your foreign master a message. With his little tricks, he wants to play with me, Wu Zhihui? Let him wait."

"Choose to show off to me today?"

Done.

Wu Zhihui turned around and strode inside.

"damn it!"

Lin Jiaqiang moved his lips, gritted his teeth and quickly fled the scene. He was so embarrassed. He sent someone to show up at his inauguration ceremony, but he still carried the person up. It was so embarrassing to say it out loud.

Wu Zhihui greeted Ren Qingtian: "Sorry, Brother Tian, ​​I was almost late."

"It's okay, the time is just right."

Ren Qingtian glanced at the disappearing police car over there: "What a brainless thing, but you are quite powerful, let him carry you up, hahaha, this matter is enough to boast."

"Let's go."

Wu Zhihui looked at the lively scene around him: "The scene is really big today."

"Assisted, of course."

Ren Qingtian led him inside and didn't forget to explain: "This is a job. It's not just us. There are also people from other clubs. Xinji, Number Gang, He Liansheng, and He Shengyi are sitting in the hall. Everyone is here, there are so many people.”

"Are the members of other clubs coming too?"

"Ha ha."

Ren Qingtian raised his hand and patted Wu Zhihui's arm: "What do you think I slapped for you? Straw sandals? Red stick! When Da Quanmin was wielding the red stick, his posture was several times stronger than yours!"

"You brat, you have such good skills and I didn't tell you earlier. If I didn't give you the position of the red stick, Daquan Min from the number gang would have snatched people from me when he saw you that day. He would have followed me a long time ago. I said I want to poach you to join their number gang."

He seemed to be in a very good mood: "The big puncher who jumped on the street wanted to steal someone from me, so I punched him with my backhand. He was so flat that even his mother didn't recognize him."

The red stick belongs to the whole circle, and people will come.

This is true for all red sticks, which is why double-flower red sticks must be jointly recognized by at least two societies, and their status is quite high.

···
The inauguration ceremony begins.

The ceremony leader was dressed in red cedar and had a red knot on his head. He stood under the incense hall, with the incense burner behind him filled with mist.

There is a couplet hanging next to the altar: When you go out, you will see the face of the king, and when you enter the room, you will know the heart of the ancient Buddha. Below is a statue of Patriarch Bodhidharma.

The one who worshiped at Zhazhi Kaixiang Hall was Patriarch Bodhidharma, not Guan Gong.

Ren Qingtian, dressed in black with a red belt around his waist, brought Wu Zhihui and several other younger brothers to the altar.

Seeing Ren Qingtian bringing people over, Mr. Ceremony stretched out his left hand with his thumb up, middle finger and little finger extended, and the other fingers were retracted in a pioneer gesture and placed on his chest:
"Today, old friends are here, showing affection, justice and concern. The incense hall is opened in the Humanities Hall, and heroes from Longhu are here to cheer."

Ren Qingtian stretched out his left hand, stretched out his thumb and little finger and retracted the other fingers, making a gesture like the leading brother and placing it on his chest: "There are all heroes in the Heroes Hall, Brother Fengyun is coming up the mountain!"

The two recited poems, made corresponding gestures to report their positions, and continued down the line until the process was over.

The vanguard is only temporary. During the ceremony, a person is selected to serve as the ceremonial gentleman, which can be someone with straw sandals or a white paper fan. After the ceremony, he will withdraw from his original position, but there are also corresponding gestures.

Pioneer raised his hand and shook the seal in his hand, and spoke in a strong and calm voice: / With the great fortune from heaven, on the auspicious day of Bingwu month and Guiyou in the year of Renxu, we will reopen the incense hall /
Ren Qingtian stood sideways, while Wu Zhihui and other disciples knelt on the ground, holding three pillars of incense across their thumbs with their hands clasped together, listening to the pioneer's explanation of Hongmen's rules.

After finishing, proceed to the next process.

Pioneer gathered strength, led Wu Zhihui and other disciples, and began to recite the 36 oaths of Hongmen: /The first oath of Hongmen, since you entered Hongmen, your parents are.../
The voices of Wu Zhihui and other disciples were loud and clear. Not to mention, being in this atmosphere, the sense of immersion was still very strong.

Wu Zhihui and others exchanged the fragrances in their hands, clasping their hands together holding the fragrances and facing down to the ground.

The 36 oaths are over, and then comes the reward section that everyone likes.

The pioneer held the Hongmen sword and walked around behind Wu Zhihui and his party. He slapped the disciples on the back with the blade, raised his spirits and shouted loudly:
"Love brother or love gold?!"

"Love brother!"

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Pioneer stood in front of several people again, and his eyes slowly swept over the people in the hall: "Disciple Wu Zhihui, I am awarded the rank of [-] Red Stick!"

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui. As for the pinching gesture of his right hand on his chest, the thumb was straightened and slightly retracted, the index and middle fingers were stretched out, and the other fingers were pinched back.

Wu Zhihui imitated the changes in his gestures and made the corresponding gestures from his chest, two four six, red stick, and reached out to take the big seal.

"Disciple Yan Zhaoxing is awarded the rank of [-] Straw Shoes."

Ren Qingtian's gestures changed again, with the middle finger retracted and the other fingers extended, four three two, straw sandals!
"disciple."

The inauguration ceremony is over.

"Wow, the boss is so powerful. He will also be a person with status in the future."

Big D looked at Wu Zhihui with envy, clicked his tongue and sighed: "When will I, Big D, be able to wear a white paper fan?"

(End of this chapter)