1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 58 No one can control my affairs
West Kowloon Police Station.

O note.

trial room.

Zhang Ziwen looked tired, his suit had many scratches, and he was sitting on the iron chair, looking a little embarrassed.

Huang Zhiming pushed open the iron door, walked in with a document and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, we meet again."

Zhang Ziwen's eyes lit up: "Sir Huang!"

"Sheng Zhang, your business is getting bigger and bigger." Huang Zhiming sat on the chair, slapped the documents on the table, lit a cigarette, and said like an old friend reminiscing: "I met you half a year ago, and I just got it. New immigrants with ID cards.”

"call."

He exhaled breath smoke.

His tone was furious: "Half a year later, we were fighting in the streets and doing work for the Triads. Are you now so unscrupulous in order to make money?"

"Zhang Sheng, you made your career by saving people, why did you change your career to killing people!"

Zhang Ziwen's eyes changed and his expression became ugly: "Sir Huang, there is no need to threaten me. I only provide security services for my employer. If you want to intimidate me, you can get some information."

"Sorry, I have professional ethics."

"correct."

"I don't rely on saving people, I rely on guns!"

Huang Zhiming was choked by Zhang Ziwen's answer, and suddenly fell silent. He took a few more puffs of cigarette and said, "You are quite good at sophistry, but you helped the police to win Ji Zhengxiong's case, and I don't want to embarrass you."

"Do you recognize this person?"

Zhang Ziwen took some photos handed over by Huang Zhiming, which showed a group of Vietnamese.

The shooting time and scene of each photo are different.

The people in the photos are all different, except for the one circled in red in the middle.

Until I saw the last photo, there was still blood on the photo.
Zhang Ziwen smiled, held the photo in front of him, and said, "I know this handsome guy."

In the photo, it is Zhang Ziwen who is wearing a suit and standing guard in front of Huo's house!

"hehe."

"Do you know that the criminals are here for you? As a thug of the Huo family, whoever wants to deal with the Huo family will be the first to deal with you. The money is hot!" Huang Zhiming said loudly: "As for the Vietnamese The man’s name is Ruan Yuanjia, he is an internationally wanted criminal and a professional mercenary.”

"He once served in the Vietnamese guerrillas and experienced the US-Vietnam War. He specialized in carrying out illegal military operations for gangs and drug lords in Southeast Asia."

"I have six lives of Hong Kong policemen in my hands."

Zhang Ziwen nodded, knowing that he was meeting a colleague, but he did not show any timidity. He put the photo down and said with a smile: "Thank you Sir Huang for breaking the news. Please leave an account. The informant fee will be paid."

Ouch!
Huang Zhiming slapped his palm on the interrogation table and shouted angrily: "Zhang Ziwen, our crime team has long been eyeing your Riot Games company. Were you responsible for the shooting at Rongguo Building?"

"This one case alone is enough to sentence you to life in prison."

"unless."

Zhang Ziwen laughed in his heart. He was threatening and giving information. Sure enough, he had a purpose.

"Unless you cooperate with the police to fish out Ruan Yuanjia."

Huang Zhiming said: "As long as the police can catch Ruan Yuanjia, the matter in Rongguo Building can be turned a blind eye."

"Moreover, you can't help Huo Youxiao retaliate against He Yisheng's people, because I don't want guns to be fired every day in Kowloon. Some things are just enough and should be stopped!"

"Understand?"

Zhang Ziwen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Huang Zhiming and said: "Sir Huang, if you have enough evidence, take me to jail. If you don't have enough evidence, please let me leave."

"What do you mean?"

Huang Zhiming leaned back on his chair with a stern look in his eyes.

"What I mean is that my affairs will be resolved by myself, and no one can control it!" Zhang Ziwen could accept that the Vietnamese came here for Huo Youxiao, and then turned down an internal order with Yisheng for Huang Zhiming's sake.

But it was impossible for him to accept that the Vietnamese were coming for him, and he had to help Huang Zhiming go fishing and hand over his enemies to the police. Blood feud cannot be dealt with by others.

This kind of thing must be done in person, otherwise what is the difference from waiting for the enemy to die of old age?
Huang Zhiming sneered: "I'm afraid you can't handle it!"

dong dong dong.

"Sir Huang, Zhang Ziwen's lawyer is here." The police officer's voice came from the door.

Zhang Ziwen stood up and said, "I have decided on this deal."

Even Jesus can’t stop him!

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and the lawyer hired by Huo Youxiao showed his credentials and took Zhang Ziwen, Zhou Minghua and others away from the police station.

Since Zhang Ziwen and others were legally employed to protect the safety of their employer, the police had no reason to detain them.

Huang Zhiming could only watch Zhang Ziwen leave, his cheeks twitching, and he said softly with an unkind expression: "You are so shameless, I will definitely keep a close eye on your case from now on!"

There is another reason why Zhang Ziwen did not agree to Huang Zhiming's request - Huang Zhiming's face is not big enough.

Why should a senior inspector of the Kowloon District Crime Squad be allowed to risk his life?

You want to be a bait, right?

Let Brother Yi sit down and negotiate terms.

He is not a member of the police force, and Huang Zhiming cannot use the power of the police force to suppress him. At most, he is a West Kowloon Crime Squad, and he can't even stretch out his hand to fight Yau Tsim Wong!

When Zhang Ziwen walked out of the police station door, Huo Youxiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to greet him: "Zhang Sheng, the people from the crime team didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"No, Sir Huang and I are old friends." Zhang Ziwen shook his head with a relaxed expression.

Zhou Minghua pointed out: "I just asked my old friend, Mr. O will handle the matter with Yisheng, and the crime team only took over the shooting case."

"Get in the car and chat."

Huo Youxiao patted Zhang Ziwen on the shoulder, and the two got into the Mercedes-Benz together.

More than a dozen of He Yisheng's gangsters drove six cars to the door to pick up the young master and take him home. The pomp and circumstance was sufficient.

"Zhang Sheng, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would have died together with Uncle Huobao. Thank you very much."

Huo Youxiao regained his usual composure, sat in the car, and said in an orderly manner: "But today's death of Uncle Huo Huo also shocked the uncles in the club."

"Humans, the older they get, the more afraid of death they are. Now my uncles have mobilized all their personal thugs for me to use. Whether it is manpower or financial resources, they have already helped me with all their strength."

Zhang Ziwen only took it for granted: "Congratulations, Mr. Huo, you will be able to fully control the club soon."

Originally, Huo Youxiao was still a little short of the master of the six halls, but now someone took the initiative to bring the clue to his door, which actually accelerated his success.

"However, this evidence was paid for with your life. Thank you for holding on."

"I need to add an extra team of people for protection, and my salary will be increased by 30%. Can you transfer them?"

"I can only trust you."

Huo Youxiao patted Zhang Ziwen on the shoulder: "Help me!"

Saying this, no matter how simple it is for employment, one still owes a favor.

Zhang Ziwen hesitated for a long time and finally nodded: "Okay, but you need to apply for six ID cards."

"I'll pay for it."

Huo Youxiao said: "I only want the most elite people!"

"No problem. In addition, the police broke the news that the gunman was a Vietnamese mercenary, and the leader was named Ruan Yuanjia. The person behind the scenes has not been found out, but he came for me."

Zhang Ziwen said: "They did something that crossed the line, and it's me they want to kill!"

"I will not keep any of this group of people and their bosses behind the scenes. They must all be killed."

(End of this chapter)