Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Any event at any time, no matter whether it is right or wrong, has a relative angle. .

Those who committed a crime with Liansheng can be arrested, but it is definitely not realistic to suppress it on a large scale like now.

"Hit the street, hit the street!"

Liu Yunqing muttered a few words to himself, picked up the phone and dialed Lin Rongle again: "Why didn't I think of such a simple truth."

It's okay, no problem to smash one's job, but when you smash a lot of people's jobs, it will inevitably cause a chain reaction.

and so.

In the following conversation, the conversation between the two went very smoothly. Liu Yunqing first briefly described his own difficulties, and then gave directions:
"Since nightclubs can't do business, everyone must be bored? Since you're bored, there's nothing wrong with going to the street, right?"

"Those who have a car drive, those who don't have a car walk, it is definitely not illegal to walk on the street, and the police dare not mess around."

"Oh shit."

Le Shao hung up the call with Liu Yunqing, slapped the phone back heavily, and sat down on the seat.

He put a cigarette in his mouth and looked up at the ceiling. The blue smoke was rising along the cigarette butt. He slumped on the seat and looked at the ceiling in a trance.

Although Liu Yunqing pointed out a path for himself, he himself had thought of this path a long time ago, and it was just an alternative plan.

Calling his men to go for a stroll on the street was a matter for He Liansheng, and it might make the police unhappy because of this, and he would be completely targeted by the police.

And if Liu Yunqing is willing to help out, then he is not fighting alone.

"Grass!"

Le Shao thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of a suitable recruit, so he gritted his teeth: "This group of bad guys, one is worse than the other, and they have been used for nothing."

His fists were tightly clenched together, and he was very upset. He was once prostituted by Liu Yunqing for nothing, and he felt very unwilling and resentful, but he was helpless.

I am no longer the handsome guy who can go out with a knife and slash a street savagely at the slightest disagreement.

The blame can only be blamed on these gangsters who don't count their words and push He Liansheng into the abyss.

You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't be in this muddy water, but then again, I didn't want to take the initiative to provoke it.

At first.

Liu Yunqing had figured out that he wanted to take advantage of He Lian Sheng, set up a trap for He Lian Sheng, and got stuck with the approval of He Lian Sheng's Tsuen Wan industry, so he half-heartedly agreed to them.

When everything was out of control, Liu Yunqing and the others withdrew and left, leaving only Le Shao gritted his teeth.

He once imagined that he would help Liu Yunqing and the others to settle the new world, and enter Tsim Sha Tsui with Lian Sheng's business.

just now.

Facing the new world's counterattack, Le Shao and his winning streak have already become abandoned children.

on TV.

"Major citizens, please rest assured!"

In the TV screen, Superintendent Abbott faced the camera in the camera, and spoke righteously:
"Please believe in our police force on Hong Kong Island, as long as we are there, any dark corner will usher in light!"

"All illegal businesses will be banned, please believe the attitude of our police!"

"The two-day crackdown will only be the beginning and will not stop until the last grain of darkness is eliminated."

This move immediately won a warm applause from the audience, and then the questioning session began.

Two days ago, Superintendent Abt and Senior Superintendent Mai Billy, they brokered a deal to get the Expedition Group to sponsor 500 million yuan.

Combined with this crackdown and the clean-up of the Liansheng site, the two things are slightly combined, and let a professional writer write it.

It can not only divert attention from the use of 500 million yuan of funds to a certain extent, but also allow the image of a tall police superintendent to be easily created.

This scene is bound to be the headline cover of tomorrow's news paper, and there is no need to run away.

"Shit Hugh!"

Le Shao looked at Abbott, who was speaking righteously to the reporter's camera on TV, stretched out his hand and pulled off the power cord, and cursed fiercely with a gloomy face:
"Okay, since you want to play, then I will play with you!"

He shouted to the outside at the top of his voice: "Blow the whistle, shake people to do things!"

Following Le Shao's instructions.

Early the next morning.

In the Hong Kong and Kowloon area of ​​Hong Kong Island, North Point, and even Tsuen Wan, all the gangs in the territory controlled by Liansheng came out in full force.

Everyone is stuck in the rush hour for work in the morning, and those who have a car will drive out, making a random scratch to block the road that is already full of cars, and making a random quarrel can completely block the road in the morning rush hour.

The road is full of red brake lights at a glance, and the horn is crackling and honking.

The gang members without cars walked on the street in groups, either stuck at the entrance of the subway, or causing chaos by causing quarrels.

The military uniforms on the street didn't work at all, and they were useless in such a chaotic scene.

morning time.

The telephones of the police stations in various jurisdictions were overwhelmed by various alarm calls, and the operators were extremely busy.

Not only the police station, but also various political departments received a large number of complaints, and the phone was once paralyzed.

In a tea restaurant.

Ji Bu and Hua Tsai sat next to the window seat, eating breakfast leisurely.

The location of the tea restaurant is good, just at the intersection of the commercial street and the main road outside the road, sitting here can clearly see the outside situation.

"Boss."

Hua Tsai turned his head to look at the non-stop honking of the horn and the blocked road outside the window: "Sure enough, as you guessed, He Liansheng started to fight back."

"Ah."

Ji Bu lowered his head and picked up the wonton noodles with his chopsticks, eating with relish: "Since they started, let's start too."

"Ok."

Hua Tsai nodded, picked up the mobile phone and handed it to Ji Bu.

North District Police Station.

Abt, who had been bombarded several times by his boss, said under pressure that everything was being processed, and signaled his boss not to worry.

At this moment.

at last.

He looked at the personal mobile phone ringing beside him, and immediately put down what he was doing and picked it up.

"Catch someone."

Ji Bu held the phone in his left hand, scooped out the wontons in the soup with his right hand, and blew hot air:

"The list and the location have been sent to you. When will the traffic jam this morning end? It all depends on the efficiency of your police."

"call"

Abbott listened to Ji Bu eating on the phone, and wiped his sweaty forehead: "My good friend, you are really calm!"

Fortunately, Abbott was still calm, and Ji Bu had told him the truth earlier, so he could still hold his breath.

"Good job, officer!"

Ji Bu smiled and hung up the phone: "Someday when I have time to get up early, let's drink morning tea together."

"Boss."

Hua Tsai, who was beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand to push Jibu, and motioned to the upstairs of the tea restaurant, which is just across the street from the tea restaurant.

Coincidentally.

Le Shao was also eating breakfast, he kept looking out of the window through the window, and found Ji Bu under Ma Zai's reminder.

The two looked at each other across the air.

"Ha ha!"

Ji Bu picked up the teacup in front of him with a smile, and took the position of Shao Le:

"Young Master Le, what a coincidence, you also got up early to watch the show!"

Done.

He raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, put down the cup and got up to leave.

"Humph!"

Le Shao's face was slightly cold, and he ignored him. Looking at Ji Bu who got up and left, his eyes were cold, and his fists were tightly clenched:
"Hem home shovel!"

"Isn't it just that I found a ghost to help you back up? What's the big deal."

He muttered to himself, gnashing his teeth heavily in his tone: "After a while you will know that even a ghost can't help you at all!"

"There are so many people blocking the street, I don't believe the ghosts can catch all of them!"

talking room.

He turned his head and looked at Ma Zai standing beside him: "Hurry up, call and urge me, and all the people on Liansheng's territory will move for me, and give them enough pressure!"

"This time, we must let them know clearly, don't think that you can do anything wrong just by wearing that outfit, and you have to compromise in front of me and Liansheng!"

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North District Police Station.

After hanging up.

Abt turned around and went outside, took a list from the messenger boy, then returned to his seat and started calling outside non-stop.

This list almost includes the information of the big and small members of Liansheng and several regions, and all of them are their latest footholds.

Where did this information come from?

These are the people from the New World that Ji Bu sent out in the past two days to eat and drink at public expense.

In the past few days, everyone has sunk into He Liansheng's entertainment venues, and basically found out the specific information and location of the people in charge of these venues.

As Abbott's calls were made one after another, the police from Hong Kong and Kowloon, North Point and other districts divided into large and small teams to go out to catch the thieves.

Many police officers who had just finished the night shift were about to call it a day, but because of insufficient manpower, they were arrested and dragged together.

What's more, they directly borrowed people from the police station next door to do things.

"Hold your head with your hands!"

"Police, squat down!"

Early in the morning.

Scenes of arrest scenes continued to be staged. Many responsible persons were kicked open the door and held down by the police while they were still asleep. Was taken into a police car.

At the beginning.

The people in charge who were brought back didn't take it seriously, and they were clear why the police wanted to arrest them.

Facing interrogation by the police, they were very confident.

"In the past, when everyone had food to eat, I would naturally manage my troops well."

The person in charge poked his neck, and said as a matter of course: "It's different now, you sent someone powerful enough to destroy our jobs."

"That can't be helped. Now that everyone has nothing to eat, how can I control the people under me?"

Speaking of it.

The person in charge spoke resoundingly: "Besides, sir, it's illegal for everyone to walk out in the early morning? It's illegal for you to crash a car if you don't drive well?"

"Sir, please tell me, are these actions illegal?!"

Looking at the silent policeman, the person in charge's voice became more and more proud: "You guys know how to solve this matter."

"Pull me? It's useless to pull me. Wait for my lawyer to complain to you!"

"..."

The police listened to the words of the person in charge, but there was no response. Seeing how dead they were, they would definitely not cooperate.

Door open.

Song Zijie stepped in, whispered something in the policeman's ear, and patted him on the shoulder to let him go out.

"Ha ha."

Song Zijie sneered, looked at the person in charge who spoke sonorously in front of him, leaned lazily against the table, lit a cigarette and took a sip:
"Very good, not bad boy, you also know how to ask the lawyer to complain and accuse the police."

"However, I'm sorry to tell you that I am a policeman who temporarily came here to support in the morning. There are so many policemen to support. Is there a police number for complaints?!"

talking room.

Song Zijie bit the cigarette in his mouth and snapped his fingers towards the door: "Come in, this guy has been talking about it for so long, it's time to give him a show."

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open.

The policeman walked up to Song Zijie and handed him a pack of white powder, then turned around and cut off the CCTV in the interrogation room.

The person in charge looked at the bag of white powder, and suddenly his eyes shrank, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

"It was found on you."

Song Zijie threw the powder on the table in front of the person in charge with his backhand, pressed his hands on the table, and looked down at him with a very aggressive tone:

"We can find white powder from your body, and we can also find ammunition from your home, believe it or not, pretty boy?!"

"You are planting!"

The person in charge was short of breath, subconsciously shrank back: "I don't admit it, I'm going to find a lawyer to sue you!"

"Humph!"

Song Zijie snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to grab his collar and pulled him to him: "Okay, I want to complain to you, lock it up first, let's play slowly."

"Do you want to make a complaint? That's fine. Let's go through the process slowly. If you say white powder isn't yours, then it's not yours? I'll give you a full set of evidence."

"When you're in court, explain it to the judge slowly, and see if the judge believes in me or you, a bastard!"

"..."

The person in charge, who was still loud, fell silent instantly when he heard the words.

"I'm sorry!"

Song Zijie pushed away the person in charge, raised his hand and tugged at the hem of the clothes: "I'm wearing this clothes, if I want to eat you, I can eat you!"

He shook his head, and the police officer handed over a mobile phone and placed it in front of the person in charge: "You can decide what to choose."

"You only have 30 seconds to think about it!"

The person in charge looked at Song Zijie flickeringly, and then at the mobile phone in front of him, his expression fluctuating.

"You don't believe me when I say you bastards."

Song Zijie lazily leaned against the desk, squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette leisurely, puffing:
"The root cause of this incident lies in Lin Rongle. Why are you people messing around? There are so many troublemakers, and you all jumped in under Lin Rongle's instructions."

"Ghosts really want to save face. With so many of you causing trouble, even if Lin Rongle has the upper hand in this matter and sent someone to compromise, it will refute the ghosts' face."

"Ghost lost face, do you think that's the way to go?"

"There are so many people waiting to fish outside, do you think Lin Rongle can fish it? Does he have so much money?! Who will fish first?!"

Song Zijie tapped vigorously on the table with his finger: "This kind of game scene is not something you low-level rogues can enter. Be sober."

"time up!"

Song Zijie raised his hand to get the phone, but the person in charge took the lead, gritted his teeth and said unwillingly:
"Okay, I'll fight!"

"That's right."

Song Zijie showed a satisfied smile, took out the cigarette in his pocket and threw it to him: "Here, I'll reward you, keep it for smoking."

He opened the door and turned to go out.

Now Song Zijie has become more and more mature.

He has become more and more comfortable in handling such matters, and the way different people don't use the conversation is no longer the stunned trainee inspector he was back then.

Following the resignation of the first person in charge, the next scene was almost played out at the police stations in several areas at the same time. So many people were making trouble, and the police officers were also very uncomfortable.

on the road.

"Hey, sir!"

The provocative Ma Zai shook his dyed colorful hair, plausibly saying: "Is there any law that prohibits people from walking on the street?"

He crossed his hips, full of confidence.

I don't know.

Behind.

After the other group answered the phone call from their boss, they waved and led them away.

"Arrests!"

The policeman lost his patience, and he went up and held him down with a wave of his hand: "It seems that this kid has sucked white powder and ruined his brain. Pull him back first."

that's it.

As more and more people withdrew from the arena, some horse boys who did not know what to do and continued to make trouble were directly taken away by the police in a police car.

The traffic jam time, which was still in full swing, was completely declared over in less than half an hour.