Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Die, Lord Yan is on the street, and we are also unlucky!"

"Yeah, when Master Yan was here, those gangsters respected me so much! One mouthful of Brother Hua, now they call me Lai Pihua when they see me."

In Yan Xiong's office, it was deserted, Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin were smoking cigarettes, leaning against the table with sad faces.

"Brother Hua, what should we do now?" A young detective boldly said, "Master Yan has been put in prison, should we disband here or stay?"

"You ask me, who can I ask?" Lai Pihua said impatiently, "You can also see that there used to be a lot of people here, and it was very lively, but now everyone is going to their own way, asking to be transferred away, even if they are transferred to the New Territories to pick up cow dung. It's better than here!"

Lai Pihua, Huo Qilin and others fully understand what is meant by "a person walks away from the tea".

As soon as Yan Xiong was locked up, the place began to change from "lively" to "desolate".

Those plainclothes detectives who used to fawn on Yan Xiong applied to be transferred from Yan Xiong's group, for fear of getting into trouble.

Yan Xiong's hundreds of subordinates turned into a dozen in the blink of an eye, and the higher-ups seemed to have forgotten about them, and couldn't even pay their salaries and monthly stipulations.

There is no salary, no monthly bills, and I can't even pay utility bills, let alone go to nightclubs to pick up girls and go to food stalls to eat and drink like before.

What's even more hateful is that now that the new year is approaching, these people have cut off their rations, and their wives and children are still waiting for him to take the money home.

Now Lai Pihua and his dozen people are struggling, and they only hope that the trial of Yan Xiong's case will be completed quickly, so that they don't suffer from bad luck.

"Made, hell! How can you be so unlucky?" Lai Pihua became more and more angry, and threw the cigarette on the ground.

Huo Qilin bent down to pick it up and said: "Don't waste it, maybe you won't even have to smoke cigarette butts in the future!" He took a puff and squinted his eyes: "You must remember this taste well! It's comfortable!"

Sudden--

Lai Pihua tugged at Huo Qilin's clothes: "Here he comes!"

"Who's coming? Excuse me from smoking!" Huo Qilin froze before finishing his sentence.

Du Yongxiao came in from the outside, glanced at the office, "It's very deserted."

Not caring much, Lai Pihua, Huo Qilin and others immediately raised their hands in salute: "Hello, Inspector Du!"

Du Yongxiao smiled, did not speak, but continued to look around the office, as if recalling every plant and tree.

Lai Pihua and the others felt uneasy, afraid of Du Yongxiao's revenge.

For a moment——

"It's almost Chinese New Year, how are you all? The police benefits are all distributed, how about you?" Du Yongxiao turned around and asked.

Huo Qilin and the others looked bitter.

Lai Pihua coughed and said: "You also know that we are with Lord Yan. In the past, the welfare of the Chinese New Year was paid by Lord Yan on his behalf, and then distributed to us, as well as monthly salary and monthly regulations, etc. Now that the old man is not here, these stuff just..."

"I understand," Du Yongxiao nodded, and said with his hands behind his back, "Actually, I heard a piece of news that your department is going to be withdrawn. You can choose to leave your job or go to guard the pond."

"What?" Lai Pihua turned pale with shock.

"Guarding the pond? You're doomed!" Huo Qilin's expression faded.

The others looked sad, "It was hard to become a plainclothes, but then I was resigned. How can I explain it when I go back?"

Lai Pihua suddenly seemed to remember something, and suddenly came to Du Yongxiao, "Inspector Du, Brother Xiao! I was wrong before, I followed Yan Xiong to be a tiger, but it was forced!"

Huo Qilin also understood, and hurried forward: "Brother Xiao, save us!"

The others even stepped forward, pleading one by one.

Du Yongxiao smiled, "We are colleagues. I used to work here too, so of course I can help! If you don't give up, follow me in the future."

Lai Pihua and others were overjoyed.

"Really?"

"Brother Xiao, you are too kind!"

Everyone is excited.

Du Yongxiao hooked his fingers towards Lai Pihua.

Lai Pihua knew something was going on, so he rushed over.

Fire Qilin also followed.

Du Yongxiao lowered his voice: "Master Yan is a good man, now he is in prison, I want to rescue him, but the management needs money...do you understand?"

Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin looked at each other and nodded immediately: "Understood! Everything is up to me!"

...

"Ma'am, don't hesitate any longer."

In Yan Xiong's mansion, Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin said to Yan Xiong's wives and his mother.

"Grandpa Yan is now in prison, and his life and death are uncertain. If you are worried about him, you should think about him."

"Yeah, those ghosts above are greedy, as long as the money is in place, Master Yan will be saved!"

Mrs. Yan is in her seventies this year. When she heard that her son had an accident, she was so frightened that she panicked and lost her mind.

Yan Xiong's wife is also uninitiated, and the same goes for the second room and the third room.

On the contrary, it was the little wife Chunxi who said, "But what if we take the money out and waste it?"

Lai Pihua took a step forward: "This requires finding the right person!"

"Yes, gift giving is very particular. If you can't find a middleman, your efforts will be wasted." Huo Qilin said, "So this time we are going to find someone to help."

"Which one?"

"Du Yongxiao."

"Why him?"

"Aren't he and the master dead enemies?"

"Eldest madam, second madam, you don't understand this." Huo Qilin said, "As the saying goes, you need someone to tie the bell to untie the bell. Although Inspector Du has a grudge against the master, every yard counts. After all, he came from Yan Under the Lord's family, now that he has the jurisdiction of Kowloon again, he is very satisfied. Asking him to help, it is considered good to repay bad, not to mention, he can also get benefits—"

"You mean to bribe him with money?"

"Of course, otherwise, who would want to make a move?"

Old Mrs. Yan, First Lady, Second Lady, Chunxi and others fell silent.

After a long time, Chunxi said, "Then how much do we need to pay?"

"Yeah, how much should you give him before he is willing to help us?"

"At least, this number." Lai Pihua stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty thousand?"

"three million!"

"so much?"

"Compared with Master Yan's life, is it more?"

"Yeah, if Master Yan isn't here, what's the use of asking for so much money? Your family isn't broken up yet?"

Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin sang together.

"What's more, three million is just the first dish. If you want to get through the joints above, you need several three million!"

Chunxi rolled her eyes, "Several three million? Don't you want to wipe out your family's wealth?"

"The man is gone, what should we do if the money is gone?" Other concubines complained.

Lai Pihua sneered: "You only care about money, but none of you really care about Yan Ye's life!"

"That's right, if you say a thousand words and ten thousand, you only care about yourself, not Master Yan!"

"Okay! Don't talk too much!" Mrs. Yan said angrily. She was leaning on crutches and looked old. "My son's life is the most expensive, no matter how much money you have to save!"

"Old lady, wise!"

Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin clasped their fists together.