There was a sound of brakes. Wang Xuan pushed the door open and got out of the car. He looked up at the police badge on the door of the police station, laughed twice and walked in without hesitation.
Walking into the police station, Wang Xuan looked around. There were busy people coming and going, and no one paid him any attention.
He was not in a hurry and just wandered around on the first floor of the police station. This place was one of the most annoying and curious places for black society members.
Usually those gangsters like them come here because they have committed crimes, but they usually stay far away from here.
Wang Xuan didn't look like a bad guy in his suit and leather shoes, so no one paid much attention to him. He stretched his head to look at the file he was looking through, and then looked at another interrogation report. He was enjoying reading it.
At that moment, a gloomy voice sounded from behind.
"Does it look good?"
Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was Huang Zhicheng who had come down. He said without raising his head: "It looks good!"
"Can you read it?"
"I can read it, but it's not detailed enough!"
Shamelessly, Huang Zhicheng snorted, grabbed the document from Wang Xuan's hand and threw it on the table, "Why did you come to the police station? Did you surrender?"
"Can you speak?" He glared at Huang Zhicheng, "What the hell did I break the law? The police are amazing, the Chief Inspector is amazing, they can frame people casually. I am a businessman who pays taxes legally. Believe it or not, let my lawyer
Sue you!"
The quarrel between the two people immediately attracted the attention of other people, and everyone looked at it with some surprise. Police boss Huang Zhicheng was actually pointed at the nose and reprimanded!
Seeing other people's eyes looking over, Huang Zhicheng rolled his eyes fiercely and thought to himself: Why did he forget that this guy counted his grandchildren? He fell out whenever he wanted to, and he was very choked when he spoke. This was not to cause trouble for himself.
Well!
He reached out and took Wang Xuan's arm and went upstairs. He was really afraid that Wang Xuan would say something outrageous later.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? If you keep doing this, I will fall out!"
Huang Zhicheng didn't say anything and pulled Wang Xuan towards the stairs.
"Who is this? He looks very familiar with Sir Huang!" a policeman asked in a low voice.
The guy from O's desk next to him was also a little puzzled. It seemed that the two of them had a very close relationship, but how come they had never met this person before?
He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, and suddenly an image appeared in his mind, "Fuck, it's him!"
Suddenly, his voice startled the people around him, and everyone looked over, "I remember who he is!"
"Who?" A group of people craned their necks to wait for the answer.
"Wang Xuan!"
"That Wang Xuan?" The group of people didn't react for a moment, and even those who had guesses looked in disbelief.
"Humph, this is Mong Kok, and Wang Xuan is so young and famous!"
"It's him!"
The police station remembered a discussion that was not big or small. Everyone was very familiar with this name. Speaking of which, this person was the biggest enemy and target of the police. Unexpectedly, he wandered around the police station for a long time today, and it seemed that
He also looks very familiar with O Ji boss Huang Zhicheng.
This is a bit confusing!
The police and the Black Society have a close relationship!
What a big event!
"Bang!" Remembering the sound of the door closing, Huang Zhicheng looked at Wang Xuan with a dark face and said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have something to say, let it go. Why do you have to come here? I don't know your identity! What's the matter?
You can’t tell me on the phone, you have to come over by yourself!”
The key is, come on, why are you looking for me? The exposure of their relationship made Huang Zhicheng feel uncomfortable all over.
"What is my identity! Why do I hate listening to you so much!" Wang Xuan frowned, tilted his head and pointed at Huang Zhicheng with his finger, "You must tell me clearly today what my identity is!"
Today is different from the past. This identity of Wang Xuan must be re-confirmed, not only for Huang Zhicheng, but also for the entire Royal Hong Kong Police. This is the purpose of his personal visit!
"Ha!" Huang Zhicheng turned around and sat on his boss's chair, leaned back, and let out a sneer, "What else do you think you are? Don't you have some self-awareness? You have to be told clearly!"
"Yes!" Wang Xuan also sat down opposite him and said solemnly: "I must say this clearly today!"
Seeing Wang Xuan's attitude, Huang Zhicheng was slightly startled. He couldn't help but sit up straight, his eyes fixed on Wang Xuan for a moment, and he said word by word: "You are the boss of an organized criminal gang."
"Oh!" Wang Xuan responded, "What kind of organization? What's its name? What's its criminal record?"
"Of course it's Dongxing..." Huang Zhicheng was stuck at this point. He blinked his eyes before realizing that Wang Xuan had already set up his own business. Of course, this was a saying in the Tao, but in fact, Wang Xuan came out of Dongxing from the outside.
Xing has not yet formally established a community organization, or in other words, it has not even revealed a name.
Currently, people in the underworld still call him Blood Dragon, or just Wang Xuan. As far as he knows, Wang Xuan only lets his younger brother call him boss, and outsiders call him Mr. Wang. People are never allowed to call him boss, let alone outsider.
No. Blood Dragon.
As a result, this organized criminal gang can only be called the 'Wang Xuan Gang'.
"Look, there are Dongxing, Hongxing, Hongyi and other societies in Hong Kong, and I am not a member of any of them, so why do you police say that I am the boss of an organized criminal gang?"
Huang Zhicheng felt a little angry when he saw Wang Xuan acting like he was framing a good person.
I know you are a big boss of the Black Society, but I have no proof!
"Also, what law did I break!?"
"Pornography, gambling and drugs!" Huang Zhicheng said it smoothly, Heise knows what he does, isn't that all he does?
"Who is Huang Beidu? Your brother Huang Zhicheng?"
What the hell brother!
The man named Huang named his child Gambling Drug!
"fart!"
Seeing that Huang Zhicheng was about to explode, Wang Xuan quickly said: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, it's just a joke. The main reason is that I don't understand. Have I ever done anything involving pornography, gambling or drugs?"
"Everyone in Hong Kong knows that I, Wang Xuan, have never taken drugs, and no one in the company can take drugs!"
Huang Zhicheng glared at Wang Xuan and suppressed his anger. Indeed, he had heard about this, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that the drugs in Kowloon and Mong Kok are all handled by Sandhopper. Of course, if you have evidence, you can arrest people at will, but don't expect me to testify for you now."
Huang Zhicheng's heart moved. He heard the key point of the words. Now, that means it can be done in the future.
"I don't do gambling, including loan sharking. The main reason is that the profit is too low, it's boring, and it's a waste of time."
Huang Zhicheng rolled his eyes fiercely. A black sect member said that the profits of loan sharking were too low, boring, and really weird.