Yang Chen believed that he could not achieve the profound Taoism of Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms, but he had a good brain. After so many years of training, he must have a scheming mind, and it was much deeper than his peers. Whether he was good at doing things or performing tasks,
Covering everything and never leaving a flaw.
Song Zihao narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Chen.
This desperate man from the Kowloon Police District finally realized that the young man in front of him was as unpredictable as those described by the hooligans who were extremely frightened.
"Didn't you ask me to go back and take notes? Why are you standing there in a daze?" Yang Chenbeier looked around at the dozen detectives from the crime team seriously.
"Hmph..." Li Wenfang gave Yang Chen a sharp look. Due to her preconceived notions and her suspicion as a police officer, this bitch decided that Yang Chen was a bad guy, and a treacherous bad guy.
Yang Chen chuckled and disagreed.
Yang Chen was then taken back to the Kowloon Police Station by Song Zihao and his gang to take notes. After completing the notes, he was invited into a very private office.
The Chief Superintendent of the Kowloon Police District had been waiting for a long time, and the two talked for more than ten minutes.
Yang Chen walked out of the office, and Song Zihao happened to be walking towards him. They met on the narrow road, and Song Zihao said coldly: "I hope you will stay safe in Hong Kong and don't commit any crimes, otherwise you will never be able to escape the sanction of the law."
"Thank you, Sir Song, for reminding me." Yang Chen smiled sincerely as he passed Song Zihao, free and easy.
Song Zihao was at a loss what to do, not to mention feeling depressed, so he broke into the Chief Superintendent's office without knocking on the door and asked: "Sir Zhou, what's going on?"
"I came to Hong Kong to visit my elders and met a wanted gangster. In order to save my life, I acted in self-defense. Is there any problem?" Chief Superintendent Zhou behind the desk asked Song Zihao.
"Intuition tells me that this Yang Chen is definitely not a good person. His killing techniques are so sophisticated that they are comparable to top gunmen. His two cavalrymen knocked down two SDU action teams of sixteen people in minutes. How can ordinary people do it? This group of people
It's too dangerous and must be controlled immediately." Song Zihao argued with reason.
"Our Hong Kong police are talking about evidence. If we handle the case based on intuition, wouldn't it cause chaos in the world? He has a special status and it is indeed self-defense. We have no right to arrest people. It is the decision of the police to cancel the wanted order. If you have any objections, you can
Go to the Commissioner of Police, there is no point in arguing with me."
After hearing what his immediate boss said, Song Zihao was speechless and left angrily.
Yang Chen took a taxi back to the Peninsula Hotel. Only Long Wu was left in Uncle Cao's room. He couldn't help frowning and asked Long Wu, "Where did Uncle Cao and the others go?"
"Boss, someone called the landline in the room, looking for Mr. Cao. After answering the phone, Mr. Cao said he was going to see an old friend. He couldn't persuade him no matter what, so Long Jiu and Zhou Ding had no choice but to accompany him." Long Wu said truthfully.
"Meeting old friends..." Yang Chen muttered with narrowed eyes. People are divided into groups, and birds of a feather flock together. Uncle Cao is a gangster, and most of his so-called old friends are members of the Hong Kong underworld.
The phone call came to the room.
How did the other party know that Uncle Cao came to Hong Kong, and how did he know that Uncle Cao was staying at the Peninsula Hotel?
Yang Chen secretly complained, and immediately called Long Jiu. Long Jiu said that the three of them had arrived at a teahouse in Temple Street, Mong Kok, and were drinking tea and waiting for Cao Zhenhua's old friend.
"Please be safe, I'll be there soon." After Yang Chen told Long Jiu, he called the front desk on his landline and ordered a car to be arranged immediately.
The Peninsula Hotel is very close to Temple Street. It's less than two kilometers along Nathan Road. Including waiting for the red light to find the tea house, it takes up to twenty minutes.
But Yang Chen knew very well that sometimes a delay of one or two seconds could be the difference between life and death. On the way, he kept urging the driver to drive faster.
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On Temple Street, there is a teahouse called Haitian. The facade is decorated in an antique style and there is a street-facing terrace on the second floor. The Pu'er tea ordered by Cao Zhenhua, Long Jiu and Zhou Ding has been refilled once, and the people waiting have not come yet.
"Mr. Cao, is it possible that the person you are waiting for will not come?" Long Jiu couldn't help but ask Cao Zhenhua.
Cao Zhenhua stubbornly shook his head and said: "He will not fail to come. We have been friends for decades. With his help, I successfully smuggled to Hong Kong and had the opportunity to go to Canada."
Long Jiu nodded thoughtfully.
The charming Zhou Ding remained silent, looking at the prosperity of Temple Street. This is one of the most densely populated areas in the world, with 130,000 people per square kilometer. It was crowded with people. He looked at it and felt dizzy. He subconsciously rubbed his temples and felt dizzy.
The condition is more severe, and the eyes are a little blurry.
Bang!
Cao Zhenhua threw himself on the table and lost consciousness.
Zhou Ding, who was dizzy, knew he had been tricked and hurriedly stood up, but was swaying. Long Jiu, like him, managed to stand still with his hands on the table.
More than a dozen people walked out of the private room inside and approached the terrace. Long Jiu gritted his teeth and cursed, wanting to give it a try, but the medicine was too strong and he collapsed on the ground.
"take away."
The leading man waved his hands with a sinister smile, and the younger brothers rushed up to help the three unconscious people, and quickly went downstairs. The other people in the teahouse turned a blind eye, and who dared to do things with Shenghe's people, let alone this.
The family tea house was originally located at the entrance of He Sheng He's Temple Street.
Two more vans appeared at the door of the tea house. Several fierce and tough men got out of the van, looking around, alert to their surroundings. When they saw their companions holding the three people out, they quickly opened the door.
At the same time, Yang Chen Longwu entered Temple Street and looked for it along the road. He saw the abnormal situation in front of the Haitian Teahouse from a distance and ran over.
It's Long Jiu... Yang Chen looked clearly at the last person who was carried into the van, and his expression suddenly became solemn. Something happened to Long Jiu, and Uncle Cao was in danger!
The men at the door of the tea house also found Yang Chen and Long Wu, and a dozen people with ferocious faces came to greet them.
There are several famous streets in Mong Kok, including Temple Street. In movies, young and Dangerous boys are often seen running rampant, which is very chaotic and scary. In fact, Mong Kok, where there are many gang halls, rarely has large-scale fights. The public security is acceptable, at least compared to the mainland.
The area around the city's train station is much better.
So when Yang Chen kicked a strong man who was rushing towards him, the people around him were at a loss. They were all stunned, as if they were watching an extremely shocking Kung Fu movie. They were dumbfounded to see Yang Chen Long Wu knocking down more than a dozen strong men with the fastest and most powerful moves.
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At this time, the two vans started hurriedly.
Yang Chen ran a few steps to catch up with the car behind him, smashed the driver's window with his fist, and pulled the driver out from the window. The van lost control and half of its body crashed into the teahouse. Many people were frightened and screamed.
Yelling, several people jumped out of the car and rushed towards Yang Chen with their teeth and claws open.
There were gradually more people with unkind expressions in the crowd of onlookers. They were all dressed in different clothes. There were young men in their 17s and 18s, and men in their thirties and forties. They all stared coldly at Yang Chen who was fighting.
Long Wu took the opportunity to come to the car door and saw the seemingly unconscious Long Jiu Zhou Ding lying in the car. Without Cao Zhenhua, he secretly shouted that it was bad. He turned around and wanted to chase the van in front of him, but found that a dark crowd was surrounding him, and they were menacing.
Most of Mong Kok is He Shenghe's territory.
When Heshenghe was at its most prosperous, the gang had more than 100,000 members, including small businessmen, hawkers, students, brothers, wage earners hanging out in teahouses and restaurants, and all kinds of people joined it.
This is the terrifying thing about Hong Kong's major gangs.
