Under the night, the sound of police sirens pierced the sky.
Huang Zhicheng rushed to the scene with his people, and when he saw the tragic situation in front of him, he took a deep breath on the spot.
The policemen beside them were also dumbfounded: "Were they hit by a train?"
A policeman behind him reacted and shouted: "Save people quickly, save people quickly, if you wait a little longer, these living guys will bleed to death!"
Only then did the police react, rush forward in twos and threes, drag out the still-dead guys, and perform simple first aid.
[It has been running stably for many years, it is comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact, and is used by old bookworms, huanyuan.]
Someone on the other side has already called for a white car in advance. As for whether the white car can arrive on time and how many people can be rescued after arriving, it has nothing to do with the police.
Several police officers separately inspected the scene, focusing on the unlucky guys who were making tea in a dead state, and then gathered around Huang Zhicheng.
"Sir, we are all from Dongxing!"
Huang Zhicheng frowned and looked around: "Does Dongxing have a site on Bolan Street?"
"No! They only have a few stores!" a police officer from the anti-gang group replied immediately.
"Then what exactly are so many of them doing here?"
Huang Zhicheng bent down and picked up a red rope. This is the symbol that the younger brothers tie on their heads or arms when they appear.
The police are no strangers to this stuff, they show up every time they show off horses on a large scale.
It's just that there is rarely a real fight with swords or guns.
"Did you find the other party?"
"No, only Dong Xingzai!"
"Whose territory is this?"
"Hongxing's!" said the first policeman: "A few days ago, they just appointed a new reporter on Bolan Street. His name is Zuo Da. He is an old man who has been there for decades."
"Zoda!"
Huang Zhicheng thought about this name and didn't have much impression.
He was silent for a moment, threw the red rope in his hand on the ground, clapped his hands and said: "Tell the brothers to move faster. This is a main road and cannot be blocked for too long. Inform the transportation department to set up checkpoints 2 kilometers before and after.
, temporarily check the passing vehicles.
In addition, ask someone to go to Yuen Long and warn Dongxing. If they can get information out, that would be the best. If not, let them be honest for a few days!"
"Yes, sir!" A policeman saluted and left quickly.
Huang Zhicheng continued: "Tell someone to call Mr. Li from O reporter and ask them to check the identity of the dead person. I want to know which boss they are following!"
"Also, call for support and find as many witnesses as possible to take notes. I want to know what exactly happened!"
"Yes, sir!"
Several policemen behind him saluted at the same time and immediately spread out and started working.
Huang Zhicheng squatted down in the midst of the busyness. He lit a cigarette and stared at the road in a daze. Occasionally, he looked back at a few neon signs and continued to stare at the road in trance.
He is an extremely perceptive person, and every time he meets a eucalyptus, there will always be more or less inspiration in his subconscious.
But he didn't catch it today.
Huang Zhicheng is not in a hurry. Anyway, there is a high probability that the club will fight for it.
There is nothing else in Hong Kong except that there are many clubs. It doesn’t matter if some people die, it’s better if they all die!….
As long as the news is blocked and public opinion is suppressed, and no one discusses it outside, no one inside will care whether the story is broken or not.
So Huang Zhicheng actually doesn't have much pressure.
Hennessy said.
A van slowly drove into an inconspicuous car repair shop, the door opened, and five or six people crowded out.
Sixteen pushed open the driver's door, walked around the front of the car, and pulled out Uncle Da who was sitting in the passenger seat, still in a daze.
"Boss, it's safe here. You can sleep here today. I'll take the brothers to take care of things tomorrow. I just saw
Yes, the one who took action was the tiger and crow from the lower mountain. This guy is as brave as a leopard and dares to provoke us. I will find an opportunity to bury him alive tomorrow!"
"No, no, no, no!" Uncle Da waved his hand reflexively: "Sixteen, Dongxing is not that easy to mess with. This matter should be discussed in the long term. Tomorrow I will give the boss... I will call Liangkun first to check his tone.
, let’s see how to solve it!”
Shiliu frowned: "Boss, what does Xiashanhu causing trouble for you have to do with Liangkun? He broke the rules of the world first, and no one dares to say anything even if we kill him!"
Uncle Da looked sad: "Although I say so, but..."
He was originally cautious and cautious, but suddenly he was given the position of boss. He still maintained his previous habits and had no awareness of becoming the boss of the party.
It's a bit timid and petty when it comes to doing things.
Fortunately, I had known Uncle Da's character for a long time, and had already explained his behavior from the very beginning when I assigned Shiliu to be an undercover agent.
It's better to make up your own mind about anything. As long as Uncle Da is safe and wealthy, a little psychological pressure is not worth mentioning at all.
"Boss, you don't have to worry about it. I will let the people from Dongxing give you an explanation for this matter!*
After speaking, Shiliu waved his hand without waiting for Uncle Da's reply, and left quickly with several of his immediate brothers.
In the rebuilt car factory, only Uncle Da and the few younger brothers he had taken in earlier were left looking at each other.
…
The weather was good the next day, and Mr. Yang, who had already started to maintain his health, got up before seven o'clock.
When I walked downstairs in my nightgown, the housekeeper had already placed the food on the table.
"Good morning, Mr. Jiang!"
The housekeeper is a capable woman in her early fifties, only about 1.7 meters tall, with a slight wrinkle on her face, wearing glasses, and her gray hair combed into a ponytail.
Her waist was straight, and coupled with the straight and angular housekeeper's attire, she just stood there, like a sharp sword, which no one could ignore.
Even when I said hello, there was still no smile on my face.
Mr. Jiang was very satisfied with this. He smiled and nodded: "Good morning, Mrs. Fannie!"
The housekeeper said: "Your breakfast has been prepared. It will be a suitable meal time in fifteen minutes. If it needs to be delayed, please inform me in advance and I will ask the kitchen to reheat it!
In addition, at about four o'clock in the morning, the practitioner received a call from the Netherlands. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be about Mr. Jiang's business.
I have recorded the phone number next to the phone, you can check it yourself if necessary!"
Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows and nodded: "I understand, thank you. Also, I may have to go out in the morning, please help me wake Fang Ting up and don't let her sleep again!"
"I see!"
The housekeeper nodded slightly, stepped aside to let Mr. Jiang pass, straightened her back, and quickly walked up to the second floor.
Mr. Jiang did not go to the restaurant, but sat on the sofa, picked up the note paper on the coffee table, glanced at the phone number on it, then directly picked up the antique phone and quickly broadcast it.
After a few rings, the call was connected.
"Brother Luotuo, why are you so anxious? Are you planning to come back and have a drink with me? Hahaha..."
