Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Datouwen, how many fish did you catch?"

Tsuen Wan, Tai Li Wan Reservoir.

Datouwen is wearing a checkered shirt, lying on the grass by the river, crossing his legs, resting his hands on his head, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, in front of him, holding a fishing rod, and the fishing line is shaking back and forth, Datouwen But he was unmoved, still humming an unknown tune.

The plainclothes detective who was also guarding the pond shook his head and said, "I can't be saved!"

Since Datouwen was transferred here to guard the pond, he has been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. He spends his days fishing, picnicking, and BBQ. He said he learned this from his former boss, Du Yongxiao.

The plainclothes here like to go to the city to drink and have fun in pairs, and they don't go to the big headlines, saying that they want to cultivate their hearts and minds, and wait for Du Yongxiao to come back to fight in the arena.

But in the eyes of these companions, fighting the rivers and lakes again is pure fantasy.

Don't talk about Jianghu now, even the whole of Hong Kong is under the control of Chen Zhichao, so what if Du Yongxiao comes back? Can it still turn the sky upside down?

The companions laughed and left, and they went to the city in groups to drink and pick up girls. Since they guard the pond, there is no hope for their future, so they should be happy or happy.

Da Touwen still bit the grass root and sang, until the bait was eaten up by the fish in the pond, he didn't smoke the fishing rod once.

Suddenly, the sound of a car rang in my ears.

A very familiar voice.

Datouwen shrugged his ears and stood up abruptly: "Which one?"

"It's me!" Zhuang Dingxian's voice rang in his ears.

Datouwen turned his head to look, but saw Zhuang Dingxian walking over the grass.

Datouwen glanced at Zhuang Dingxian, stretched his waist: "So free, come and see me?"

Zhuang Dingxian walked up to the big head with a smile, took out a cigarette and handed it over: "How about it, have you had enough rest?"

Datouwen bit his cigarette, asked Zhuang Dingxian to light it for him, and took a puff: "Almost! I haven't done anything for a long time, and my waist is stiff!"

"Then get to work!"

"Uh, what?"

"Purge Hong Kong Island!"

bass!

Datouwen stood up from the grass, "Who said that?"

"Brother Xiao!"

...

"Hey, Fighting Chicken is strong, can you be faster?"

"Yeah, we need speed when patrolling the street. If you're sluggish like this, when will you finish patrolling this street?" Two military policemen shouted loudly at Fighting Chicken.

Douji glanced at them, and was about to explain the situation when a fat military policeman sneered, "Why, you still think you are the inspector of Yau Tsim Mong in the past? Realize the reality, now you are just a military uniform! You made a mistake, You have to accept your fate!"

"They framed me!" Dou Jiqiang argued, "One day I will go back!"

"Ha! This is the biggest joke I've ever heard!" The fat military policeman took out a cigarette and handed it to his companion, but he refused to give it to Douji. To patrol the streets!"

"You——" Dou Jiqiang was out of breath, and just about to refute——

Beep beep!

A car horn sounded nearby.

A black Bentley drove slowly.

The fat military police looked envious: "Wow, whose car is this, so pretty!"

The other military policeman also showed envy.

Only Dou Jiqiang suspected that he was wrong, and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The windows open—

With a cigarette in his mouth, Datouwen waved at him: "Brother Qiang, let's go! Brother Xiao let you do something!"

Fighting Cock forced a smile.

Under the stunned eyes of the fat military police and others, Dou Jiqiang threw away the baton in his hand, unbuttoned it, and took off his police uniform, leaving only his trousers and shirt.

Turning his face, Dou Jiqiang threw his green skin on the fat military police and said, "Grandpa is gone!"

"do what?"

"Is he crazy?"

While the two fat men were stunned, Dou Jiqiang jumped into the car, and before leaving, he turned around and raised his middle finger at the fat military and police: "Damn it!"

"Ah!" Fatty trembled.

The Bentley started and sped away.

The fat man ate the car fart, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, "What's going on?"

...

"Brother Ju, accept your fate! This is Yuen Long, the police officers transferred here are not here to pick up gold, but to pick up cow dung!"

"Yeah, anyway, you were born here too, so it's good to be back now!"

Three plainclothes detectives accompanied Gu Yaju on the street drinking dull wine.

This is the birthplace of Baoyaju. Unexpectedly, he made a detour and was finally suppressed by Chen Zhichao.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Ju, why don't you give in and flatter that Chen guy, maybe he'll transfer you back when he's happy!" an agent suggested.

"Yes, a man can bend and stretch, why bother with his future?" Another person also persuaded.

Bao Yaju took a sip from his wine glass and wiped his mouth: "Shut up! Although I, Bao Yaju, am shameless, I don't want to be a family slave with three surnames! I used to be with Yan Xiong, then with Du Yongxiao, and then let me be with Chen Zhichao, My face is not that thick!"

"Furthermore!" Bao Yaju poured himself a glass of wine, "Brother Xiao was really kind to me! Not only did he not hate me and Yan Xiong for dealing with him back then, but he also helped me get a job! The house and the car he drives are all given by him! People’s hearts are full of meat, even if I stay here all my life picking up cow dung, I won’t betray Brother Xiao!”

Seeing Bao Yaju's resolute attitude, the three companions could only shake their heads, thinking that Bao Yaju's brain was broken, why should he face reality?

at this time--

"Baoyaju, I like your words! Get up, don't drink, there are important things to do!"

"Uh, who?" Bucky Ju froze, and hurriedly looked behind——

Datouwen, Zhuang Dingxian, and Doujiqiang stood side by side with cigarettes in their mouths, looking at him and smiling.

Gu Yaju said, "Grass!"

...

"This report must be finished today!"

Police Department, Archives Office.

Boss Pig——Crack!

He smashed the stack of documents he was holding onto Ren Darong's desk.

Ren Darong raised his head and looked at him, "Isn't it, sir, so many things are done in one night, are you messing with me?"

When other civilian police officers around heard the words, they all looked this way.

The pig-headed boss shook his head and said with a playful smile, "So what? Inspector Chen transferred you here just to make me play you to death! If you don't die, he's unhappy. If he's unhappy, I won't be able to get a job. You say what should I do?"

Seeing that the other party was not hiding anything, Ren Darong took a deep breath: "Even if it is, there is no need to go too far! I have been working overtime for three days, at least let me go home to take a shower and change clothes."

"Change clothes? Change your old mother!" Zhutou boss pointed at Ren Darong and cursed: "If you are smart, you will resign automatically! This way you are good, and I am good! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

"you--"

Ren Darong stood up awkwardly, clenched his fists, his eyes spit fire.

"What, you want to hit me? Come on! Hit here!" Boss Zhutou pointed to his face, "There's a lot of meat here!"

Ren Darong tried his best to suppress his anger. He knew that as long as he did something, he would definitely be fired, and even if Brother Xiao came back, he would not be able to help him.

At this time——

"Arong, why are you standing there? Since he asked you to hit him, you should hit him!"

Ren Darong was taken aback for a moment, but saw Datouwen and others walking in from outside smiling.

Five Tigers reunited?

Ren Darong immediately understood what——

Is he back?

I can't bear it anymore!

Throw a punch at the pig-headed boss who is still complacent!

"Lost your mother!"