Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 119 The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead

Chicken picked up Chan Ho-nam, and Tai Tin-yi supported Chan Ho-nam's leg as they ran wildly toward the hospital.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Dafei picked up a machete from the ground and stabbed Feiquan through with it. Regardless of the outcome, he threw the machete away and ran away.

Chan Yiu-hing, the "Tiger of Wan Chai," ran into a small alley, glancing back at the police as he ran, completely unaware that several young demon slaves were lying in ambush at the alley entrance, knocking him unconscious with a single blow.

One of the young demon slaves, wielding a steel rod, blocked Zhou Dawei's escape attempt, knocking him down with one blow and then piercing his throat with the rod.

"stop!"

A police officer ran forward, but the young demon slave still wouldn't let go.

"Boom!"

The police officer immediately drew his service weapon and fired a shot into the air.

Seeing that Zhou Dawei had breathed his last, the young demon slave immediately dropped the steel rod, covered his head with his hands, squatted on the ground, and muttered, "Opposing the Triads is everyone's responsibility!"

……

The fighting in Wan Chai was even fiercer than in Causeway Bay.

This place is filled with young demon slaves. Facing Hong Le and Xin Ji, who outnumber them several times over, they are all fearless and fight fiercely in groups of three or five against Hong Le and Xin Ji's knife-wielders.

They were thick-skinned and tough. When Hung Lok-tsai and Sun Kei-tsai slashed them, they didn't feel much of a difference. They could just retaliate with a hammer and blow their heads off.

After Chen Guozhong ordered the arrests, the scene was quickly brought under control.

……

The fighting began on Stanley Street, and the street was now under control.

"You two come with me." Liao Zhizong did not leave, but led the way into Lu Yu Teahouse.

Upon entering Lu Yu Tea House, I was shocked by the horrific scene before me. The tea house staff were huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Hung Lok-zai and his companions lay on the ground, barely breathing.

Meanwhile, the young demon slaves had taken control of the scene, with guards posted every five steps along the corridor from the third floor to the first floor.

Liao Zhizong was about to step onto the stairs.

The chubby Yaqi, who was only 1.7 meters tall, stood in the middle and said: "Sorry! No one is allowed to go upstairs without Big Brother's order."

“Call Chen Jiajun and tell him that I, Liao Zhizong, have arrived! If you don’t let me in, I’ll drag you all to Stanley…”

Liao Zhizong stood up straight, held up his credentials, and shouted.

Yachi made a phone call, then disappeared.

Accompanied by two police officers, Liao Zhizong arrived at the largest private room on the third floor.

Piao Ge, the leader of Hong Le Society, sat on the sofa, his face bruised and swollen, bleeding from his nose, looking utterly miserable.

Gentleman Sheng lay on the ground, his body a bloody mess, while Boss Pan and Uncle Deng, still shaken, drank cup after cup of tea.

Chen Jiajun didn't seem to have moved an inch, sitting on the sofa still smoking a cigar.

Baohua and Uncle Xing sat on several other sofas, facing Piao Ge with angry expressions.

The young demon slaves stood in a row behind Chen Jiajun, arms crossed, their eyes fixed on Piao Ge, their gazes filled with mockery.

"Inspector Liao, you've come at the perfect time!"

Because he was facing the door of the private room, Piao Ge was the first to see Liao Zhizong, and he looked at him as if he had seen a savior.

Liao Zhizong sat down on the sofa with a gloomy face, not even glancing at Piao Ge, but instead looking at Chen Jiajun: "Liang Jun, I admit your scheme was very successful. We Hong Kong Royal Police have all become your pawns. After today's battle, you will be a god."

"It's not about bestowing titles upon gods; it's just a cheap trick." Chen Jiajun picked up the teapot and poured tea for Liao Zhizong.

"Officer Liao, take me away right now! I want to report Liang Jun for fighting, brawling, and murder!"

Piao Ge spoke up again.

"Of course, I'll take you back to headquarters for questioning later!" Liao Zhizong looked at Piao Ge with pity: "I'm afraid you don't even know that your henchmen can't even take over a single piece of territory."

"Huh?" Piao Ge looked shocked.

Chen Jiajun chuckled and said, "In another half hour, I'm afraid the charges will be more than just these. I heard that the Major Crimes Unit has already led a team to your house."

"Fuck your mother! You dare to offend the imperial aura!" Piao Ge slammed his fist on the table and cursed angrily.

"Hey ghost! You lost, so what? Don't be a sore loser!" Uncle Deng put down his teacup, let out a long sigh, and retorted angrily.

Chen Jiajun sneered, "What do you mean by provoking the emperor? You worthless bastard, you have no sense of chivalry, I'll beat your mother to a pulp!"

After saying that, Chen Jiajun stood up and pointed to the unconscious Gentleman Sheng on the ground with a smile, saying, "Inspector Liao, and this Gentleman Sheng, just now attacked with a gun. Uncle Deng and Boss Pan can testify to that."

"As for us, we were empty-handed and faced with the attack of the triad thugs from the Hung Lok Society, we chose to defend ourselves. If you want to arrest us, I'll go with you and let my brothers go back. They'll go hungry if they don't work."

"Jingle Bell!"

The urgent ringtone of a mobile phone came from Liao Zhizong.

...Hong Le She Piao Ge's villa.

"arrive."

Zhang Wenyao straightened his collar, squinted his eyes, and held a court search warrant in his hand, his expression very serious.

"Go ring the doorbell."

Zhang Wenyao spoke up, and a police officer nodded, walked to the villa, and pressed the doorbell.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong."

The Filipino maid heard the doorbell ring and rushed to the front door.

The Filipino maid asked, "Did any of you visitors receive an invitation from your employer?"

Zhang Wenyao held up the search warrant, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Does a court search warrant count as an invitation?"

"Open the door!"

"You can't stop me."

The Filipino maid looked startled when she saw the court stamp on the search warrant, and cooperated by opening the iron gate.

Unfortunately, the Filipino domestic helper was intimidated by the well-organized and imposing members of the Serious Crimes Unit.

After all, the servants knew perfectly well what the boss did.

At this moment, Zhang Wenyao holding the court search warrant was indeed very intimidating.

After opening the iron gate, the Filipino maid bowed politely and respectfully, saying, "Please."

Zhang Wenyao followed behind the maid, chest out and head held high, as dozens of police officers filed in.

"Search!" Zhang Wenyao shouted.

The officers immediately rushed into the villa.

Soon, they found something: packets of laundry detergent in the cigar box and the wine case. The officer excitedly shouted, "Brother Yao!"

"Search the entire place thoroughly, don't miss a single corner! Take control of everyone in the villa!"

Zhang Wenyao smiled and shouted.

Fifteen minutes later, an even bigger surprise awaited. A sharp-eyed police officer opened a small packet of white powder, smelled it, and immediately detected a bitter almond odor. His expression changed drastically: "Brother Yao! Come and see what this is!"

Most people in the world do not have cyanide odor receptors and cannot smell bitter almonds at all.

But this police officer happens to have a cyanide odor receptor.

……

Lu Yu Tea House.

Upon hearing Zhang Wenyao's words, Liao Zhizong's eyes narrowed, and he immediately pulled out his identification: "Brother Piao, you are suspected of smuggling laundry detergent, organizing illegal triad organizations and activities, and murder. Our anti-triad unit is here to arrest you!"

The two officers immediately took out a pair of silver bracelets.

"You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can be used against you in a court of law." With his identification in his pocket, Liao Zhizong took the handcuffs and uttered the famous Miranda Declaration.

"Click."

The cold handcuffs were put on Piao Ge's hands.

Piao Ge showed no sign of defeat; instead, he smiled.

He had committed many crimes in his life, and it was unclear which murder the police were referring to.

Piao Ge stared at Chen Jiajun and laughed, "The younger generation surpasses the older! I never thought that at my age, after making all the preparations, I would still lose to you!"
But don't get too cocky. Let me tell you something: what goes around comes around.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Liao Zhizong pushed Piao Ge out, and two police officers put a black hood over Piao Ge's head.

Downstairs in the teahouse, facing the barrage of cameras from countless reporters, Liao Zhizong escorted Piao Ge into a police car.

Then, back at the teahouse, Liao Zhizong said to Chen Jiajun, "Jiangjun, we found cyanide in Piao Ge's house. Jiang Tiansheng's case is solved. But the police hope that Hung Hing's retaliation will stop here."

"Mr. Liao, thank you for maintaining public order." Chen Jiajun extended his hand and shook hands with Liao Zhizong.

In this way, Jiang Tiansheng's death can be completely attributed to Hong Lepiao, and even if Hong Lepiao had a hundred mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.

Will Hong Le disband after losing Piao Ge, Zhou Dawei, Fei Quan and other members?
Not will.

Hong Le's foundation is even deeper than loyalty and righteousness.

After the arrest of Brother Piao, Hung Lok, Ghost King, Blind Chao and his group immediately stepped forward to take charge and formally negotiated with Hung Hing, resulting in a ceasefire between the two sides.

From then on, the second-tier Hong Kong triad, Hung Lok Society, lost all its territory on Hong Kong Island and in the New Territories and could only retreat to Kowloon.

These are all things for later.

(End of this chapter)