The two deputy ministers of the Political Department also have a division of labor. Hao Dejie is responsible for the social aspect, while Shi Xun is responsible for the government aspect.

"Sir Shi, please come in."

Although Shi Xun, as deputy director of the Political Department, was only a senior superintendent, one level below Li Wenbin's chief superintendent, Li Wenbin was very polite to him, a bit like a subordinate treating his superior.

The reason is also very simple. The level of the Political Department is different from that of the police force. As long as you leave the Political Department and join the police force, you can immediately be promoted to three levels in a row.

Like Shi Xun, if he is transferred to other departments of the police force, he will be immediately promoted to senior assistant director, in charge of a major department of the police force, two levels higher than Chief Superintendent Li Wenbin.

"Jiajun, I'm going to talk to this uncle about something. You can go to bed by yourself at 10:30."

Li Wenbin gave instructions to Li Jiayuan and took Shi Xun to the study on the second floor.

"Sir Li, your son is very cute."

After entering the study, Shi Xun first exchanged greetings with Li Wenbin.

But it was obvious that Li Wenbin didn't like this kind of greeting. He said directly: "Mr. Shi, what do you want from me? Just tell me!"

As the chief superintendent of the police force, Li Wenbin is more familiar with and "disgusted" with the Political Department than ordinary people.

Because the Political Department not only targets the civilian population, but also attacks people in other government departments even more severely.

"Sir Li, actually I am looking for you tonight and what I want to ask you to do is very simple. However, I am afraid that my subordinates will convey my meaning incorrectly, so I went there in person just to tell you, Sir Li, that starting tomorrow From the beginning until the fall of Hongxing, if anything happens to the underworld in Hong Kong, you O-jis should not intervene."

Shi Xun looked at Li Wenbin and spoke slowly, word by word.

"Chief Shi, what if someone dies? Many people die? We don't care. What if it is exposed by the media? Who will we take the responsibility for?"

Obviously Li Wenbin was very dissatisfied with Shi Xun's order.

"Sir Li, you only need to be responsible for doing what you should do. You don't need to care about other things. We will help you take care of it."

Shi Xun stared at Li Wenbin and said with a smile.

"I'm curious, what does your political department want to do?"

After listening to Shi Xun's words, Li Wenbin did not insist on the orders of the Political Department, but asked the reason.

"Lee! Jun!"

Although Shi Xun's words were concise and concise, they caused huge waves in Li Wenbin's heart.

He thought that Gui Lao would not let Li Jun go easily, at least not just permanently deport him, but he never expected that Gui Lao would directly ask the Political Department to take action.

You know, on Hong Kong Island, the Political Department’s power is still higher than that of the police force and ICAC.

If the police force and ICAC are the two sharp swords that maintain the rule of the ghosts, then the Political Department is the gun in the hands of the ghosts.

After pondering for a long time, Li Wenbin nodded and said, "Okay, I will do things according to the arrangements of your political department."

"Sir Li, we also want to fight against the evil forces in Hong Kong Island. Our goals are the same, but our methods are different."

When Shi Xun saw Li Wenbin agreeing, a smile appeared on his face and he said lightly.

"..."

After hearing what Shi Xun said, Li Wenbin remained silent.

"Sir Li, it seems that you and I have nothing in common, so I won't disturb you. Goodbye."

Seeing Li Wenbin's expression, Shi Xun chose to leave directly.

For safety reasons, Li Wenbin followed Shi Xun all the way, sent him out of the gate, and closed the gate.

".~ Dad, was the person who came to see you just now also a policeman?"

Li Jiajun asked curiously.

"He's not a policeman, he's a Gestapo."

Li Wenbin said slowly.

"Dad, what is the Gestapo?"

Li Jiajun continued to ask.

"Executioner, murderer."

Li Wenbin said lightly.

"Ah? Dad, why don't you arrest him? Aren't you a policeman?"

After Li Jiajun heard Li Wenbin's words, a look of fear appeared on his face.

"He is the Gestapo of Gui Lao, and I am the police of the British Hong Kong government..."

Li Wenbin seemed to be answering Li Jiajun's question or talking to himself. At this point, Li Wenbin did not say any more, but walked to Li Jiajun, touched his hand and said: "Jiajun, in life, there are always If you have no choice, read more and work hard to move up, and you will understand in the future."

"Oh~"

Although Li Jiajun still looked confused, seeing that his father's expression was not right now, he did not dare to ask any more questions.

the other side.

Mount Davis 'White House'.

"Zhiyong, Uncle Deng, what are you going to do?"

Outside the white house, Xu Huayan asked Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei.

After walking out of the white room, Xu Huayan felt a little more relaxed. In the white room, facing Wang Ailin, he was under too much pressure.

"Mr. Xu, according to what Wang Ailin said, the entire Hong Kong Island has been settled by their political department. Our three associations only need to declare war with Hongxing and fight hard, and everything will be fine."

After Zhang Zhiyong pondered for a moment, he answered.

"It's so simple, it makes me feel that it's not simple."

A wry smile appeared on Xu Huayan's face.

"Mr. Xu, I think you shouldn't think too much. We have no power to fight back against the Political Department. It's useless to think too much. It just adds to troubles. If they really want to deal with us, why bother to be so secretive? Just do it directly.”

Deng Wei said quietly.

"Uncle Deng, you are right, but I just feel something is wrong. I always feel like something is wrong."

Having said this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Xu Huayan's face, "Maybe I've thought too much."

After chatting for a few more words with Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei, and confirming the general action plans of the three major societies tomorrow, Xu Huayan got into his Tiger Head Mercedes and left the 'White House'.

At this moment, not far from the 'White House' in Mount Mosing Ridge, on the roof of an abandoned bungalow, a man held an infrared telescope and kept staring at the door of the 'White House'.

After a tiger-headed Mercedes-Benz drove out of the gate, the man immediately took out his satellite phone and dialed a number.

"Boss, Xu Huayan's car just left the 'White House'."

At this point, the man saw Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei's cars also going out from the gate. He immediately continued: "Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei's cars also went out."

"okay, I get it."

Ahua's voice came out from the receiver.

Then, the busy tone of 'beep beep' came to the man's ears.

On the other end of the phone, Ah Hua put down the phone, pondered for a moment, then picked up the satellite phone again and dialed the next number.

"Brother Jun, it's me."

After the call was connected, Ah Hua immediately spoke.

"Ahua, what's the matter?"

At this time, Li Jun was standing on the deck of the cruise ship, quietly looking at the dark sea in front of him.

"Brother Jun, Xu Huayan, Zhang Zhiyong, and Deng Wei were just called into the 'White Room' by people from the Political Department. They stayed in it for almost an hour before coming out."

Ah Hua replied.

"It seems that our brother Hong Xing performed well, and the people in the Political Department finally couldn't help but take action."

A smile appeared on Li Jun's face.

Then, without waiting for Ah Hua to speak, Li Jun continued: "Since the people from the Political Department are going to take action, then our people should also take action."

"Brother Jun, I understand what you mean."

Ah Hua replied immediately.

"Remember, play with them slowly. This time we want the ghost guy to have enough fun."

Li Jun said with a smile.

"understand!"

Ah Hua responded.

"Ahua, you will have to work hard for the rest of the time. I will just be lazy and wait for the ghost guy to come and beg me to return to Hong Kong Island. I want everyone in Hong Kong Island to know that the permanent deportation order is just a piece of waste paper. Li Jun even thinks it's hard when I wipe my butt."

Li Jun smiled slightly and said slowly, word by word, Dao Ren.

【104】The battle in Tsim Sha Tsui, the Hong Kong Island Police tonight is just a joke

late at night.

Prince Bar, Bower Lane, Tsim Sha Tsui.

This is the best bar in Boller Lane, and it belongs to Xinji Shuanghuahong stick axe Jun's territory.

Ax Jun attaches great importance to this site. There are a total of 50 people parking and watching the horses here every day.

So many people are usually enough to solve all troubles, but tonight it was far from enough.

After talking to Li Jun on the phone, Ah Hua immediately started taking action.

According to Li Jun's arrangement, the first step of the plan was to take the initiative to shock Xinji, Heliansheng and Number Gang.

And Ax Jun is the 'lucky guy' chosen by Li Jun.

As Xinji's double-headed red stick, Ax Jun has nearly [-] horses under his command. With enough territory and enough horses, it is most suitable for this kind of person to use him as a chicken to scare the monkeys.

At this time, at the entrance of the Prince Bar, the handsome man was still picking up customers and parking the car as usual.

This business may seem simple, but there is a lot of money to be made. Generally, those who can be selected to pick up and park passengers are considered to be doing well in the club.

Afan is one of them.

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