Hong Kong Film: I, the Big Boss of the Police

　　"Sister-in-law, Ni Yongxiao is now bringing more than [-] people, turning our company upside down, and taking out all the company's safes!"

　　Di Lu is Han Chen's leader. He has followed Han Chen since Tuen Mun and is Han Chen's confidant.

　　Han Chen will not hide many things from him, including the company's money.

　　This can be seen from the fact that Dilu can be equipped with a big brother.

　　On April 1973, 4, the world's first mobile phone was born in Motorola's laboratory.

　　When the mobile phone was released on Hong Kong Island, the price was as high as more than [-] yuan.

　　In the club, only the eldest can afford it, so he got a nickname - Big Brother.

　　In fact, in addition to the high price, there is another reason, that is face.

　　Generally speaking, the boss of the club does not allow the younger brother to bring a mobile phone.

　　Han Chen actually allowed Dilu to be equipped with a mobile phone, which shows how much he values ​​Dilu.

　　"Fuck! You bastard Ni Yongxiao!" Marry's voice was full of anger, "You call all the younger brothers now, and I'll rush over immediately."

　　"Sister-in-law, wouldn't it be better to talk to Brother Chen?"

　　"Brother Chen just took out the bullet and slept for ten minutes. Don't wake him up!"

　　"Is that so? Sister-in-law, don't come here. It's too dangerous. If something goes wrong, I can't explain it to Brother Chen. I'll take my brothers to get the money back. "

　　After Dilu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

　　"Hold!"

　　Marry threw Big Brother hard on the table, and his usual grace was gone.

　　Black people like them usually don't deposit money in the bank, but in the company or at home.

　　The assassination of Ni Kun this time was done without the knowledge of Han Chen.

　　After the incident was revealed, it was too late to transfer the money.

　　It can be said that almost all of Han Chen's money is in the company's safe.

　　Will the hard work of the past few years be in vain?

　　Marry frowned, the more he thought about it, the more angry his face changed.

　　A few minutes later, she opened her handbag, which contained a small lady's pistol.

　　She took out a blade that was about five centimeters long and thin as a cicada from the compartment, and carefully hid it under her skirt, sticking it to the meat.

　　He turned around and glanced at Han Chen who was sleeping, then picked up his handbag and walked out resolutely.

　　While Dilu was talking with Marry, Ni Yongxiao was also on the phone.

　　"Gandhi, what are you doing with niggas, what has to be so serious about the movie?"

　　Ni Yongxiao sat in the booth of the bar and said lightly.

　　"Fuck, nigga ate my three million stuff, I got wind, it's in his warehouse now!"

　　Gandhi said in a loud voice, "I'm going to clean him up today!"

　　"It's all my own, no matter what, you can sit down and have a good talk."

　　"Talk? There's nothing to talk about, you can talk about it, you ask him to pay me three million, and then we can talk!"

　　"This matter, the company will give you an explanation, you should stop the war first."

　　"Why let me truce first, you make niggas lose money, and I will naturally truce!"

　　"If I tell you to stop, you have to stop! If you don't take the company seriously, the company won't have someone like you. Don't blame the whole company for hitting you together!"

　　"Fuck, it's the niggas who eat my stuff first..."

　　"Don't say anything else, I'll just ask you, stop?"

　　"Then...I...well, I'll give Uncle Kun face!"

　　Ni Yongxiao put down his mobile phone, rubbed his eyebrows, and dialed a number again.

　　"Hey, Brother Xiao, are you busy?"

　　"Are you busy with Gandhi?"

　　"Yes, Brother Xiao, are you okay? If it's okay, I'll hang up first."

　　"Did you really swallow Gandhi's stuff?"

　　"Fuck! Whoever said nonsense said that this batch of goods was lost."

　　On the other end of the phone, the nigger said in a loud voice, "Doing business is of course risky. If you lose it, you will come to me to compensate. Is there such a good thing?"

　　"It's all my own, you, I, and Gandhi, the three sit down and talk."

　　"He picked things up first, talk? What's there to talk about?"

　　Ni Yongxiao raised his voice: "I have already agreed with Gandhi, he promised to truce, and now you also truce."

　　"Damn! Why does he fight when he wants to, and stop when he wants to?"

　　"Nigger, think about it, the company is telling you to stop now, if you don't stop, the whole company will beat you together!"

　　At this time, Decheng Street.

　　The nigger held the big brother, and when he heard Ni Yongxiao say this, he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only stare at Gandhi not far away with his eyes.

　　Not to be outdone, Gandhi returned a fierce look.

　　Behind the two, there were seventy or eighty little brothers standing.

　　On the scene, swords are drawn!

　　In the further periphery, twenty or thirty uniformed policemen and plainclothes stood.

　　Lu Qichang and Huang Zhicheng stood at the front, instructing the police officers present to improve their spirits and be on guard at all times.

　　"Nigger, if you're in trouble, you can tell the company that if you can't make it work, the company can waive your two-month fee."

　　On the phone, Ni Yongxiao's voice reached the ears of the nigger.

　　"Since the company has said so, then it's time for a truce."

　　The nigger is not an idiot. After hearing Ni Yongxiao's words, he went down the stairs.

　　"Gandhi, don't move out of the company if you can."

　　The nigger spoke contemptuously at Gandhi, then waved his hand and slowly retreated with his younger brother.

　　"Fuck, nigger, don't know who moved the company out."

　　After Gandhi finished speaking, he also retreated from the other direction with his younger brother.

　　Lu Qichang breathed a sigh of relief when he watched the two gangs retreat.

　　Niggas and Gandhi belong to the same family, how can there be a war?

　　Could it be Liu Jianming's kid doing it?

　　Although I hope you bring down the Ni family, your method is too fierce.

　　Lu Qichang felt a little anger in his heart.

　　This fight really started, and he may have to write dozens of pages of reports!

　　After the two groups completely left, Lu Qichang let the military uniforms and plainclothes present off work.

　　However, what Lu Qichang did not expect was that at this time, there was a group of people quietly touching Baole Lane.

　　The time has come to ten o'clock in the evening, and a dark cloud just covers the moon.

　　Between heaven and earth, it seems to be dark...

　　PS: I'm sorry, I'm so tired these days, I overslept after get off work!Tomorrow and the next two days off, I will code words throughout the day, write as much and as much as possible, and guarantee 15 more changes in two days! .

Chapter 12

　　12. When you come out to mix, you always have to pay it back (Part 1, please collect)

　　Ten p.m.

　　Ten vans drove from Carnarvon Road to Pauler Lane and stopped at the entrance of the lane.

　　Delu jumped out of one of the vans first, holding a gleaming machete.

　　Whoa!

　　Afterwards, the doors of ten vans opened one after another, and gangsters in their twenties, holding machetes, filed out.

　　Eight punks descended from each car, and 10 cars equaled eighty people.

　　The eighty gangsters followed behind Di Lu and walked towards the bar aggressively.

　　At the same time, ten vans also stopped at the intersection of Bowler Lane and Chatham Road.

　　Silly strong wearing a hood, holding a machete, got out of the van.

　　On the other vans, seventy or eighty gangsters also got off one after another.

　　Silly Qiang held the machete in his hand and pointed in the direction of the bar, and seventy or eighty thugs rushed over immediately.

　　At this moment, at the entrance of the bar, Ah Dao and the two younger brothers pretended to pry at the safe, and suddenly saw two gangs rushing menacingly.

　　"Brother, there is a situation!"

　　Ah Dao immediately ran back to the bar and shouted at Ni Yongxiao.

　　The two groups of people were moving very fast. When Ah Dao had just finished saying this, Di Lu and Sha Qiang had already joined together and came to the door of the bar.

　　"Brothers, these bastards from the Ni family are robbing us of our hard-earned money and hacking them to death!"

　　Di Lu waved the machete in his hand and made a slashing motion towards the two Ni family gangsters at the door.

　　"Fuck, hack them!"

　　"Hack them!"