Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 33: Bottom Line

"Hong Kong is a society ruled by law. It is impossible to target all these idiots."

"It was the dwarf mules who started the trouble, so let them bleed their wallets."

"Notify them. After the area is cleared, start entering to cuff people. Let these dwarf mules know that those of us on duty are still alive."

"By the way, since the culprit is Handsome Sheng, let's start by cleaning up the bathroom."

The night is long and we have nothing to do, so we might as well do a cleanup operation. Since you dwarf mules crossed the line first, don't blame the officers for not leaving you any chance to survive.

At Guo Guohao's command, all the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and anti-gangster agents present took out their police IDs, checked their guns, and waited to finish interrogating these unlucky dwarfs before starting the big cleanup tonight.

Of course, a small-time superintendent like Guo Guohao could not make the decision on such a large-scale operation. He only used the radio to call the deputy director in charge of the operation, Sapison, to seek his consent.

Of course Sharpeson agreed. He was very dissatisfied and angry because the dwarf mule had crossed the line tonight.

After all, he was promoting Hong Kong to BBC reporters as the safest city in Asia, and telling the world that after the law enforcement team implemented high salaries to maintain integrity, there would no longer be corruption problems like Lei Luo.

This time there was indeed no problem within the law enforcement department, but Hong Kong lost face in terms of security.

Now that the big boss has lost face, he naturally needs to find someone to take the blame, and the short mules who were the instigators have become the only outlet for his anger.

After obtaining authorization from Shapison, Guo Guohao called his immediate superior Bai Yingsheng and asked for his opinion. He also agreed to a major cleanup to make the dwarf mules keep a low profile.

It’s not that the dwarf mules are not allowed to live and make money, but they cannot be arrogant and there must be order, otherwise even valet parking will not give them any money.

With the authorization obtained, Guo Guohao completely let go of his hands and feet. He clamped his ID card to his chest, called his men, dressed in PTU mobile unit uniforms, and began to clean up the bars, nightclubs, saunas, Finnish saunas, and stables in the entire Yau Ma Tei area.

Even the guys who park cars for customers on the street were directly arrested. Those who make a living by parking cars for customers must be members of gangs. Ordinary citizens cannot find such a good way to make money.

The whole Yau Ma Tei was filled with wailing.

Chi Mengli had no idea that his old acquaintance had caused such a big fuss, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He put down the phone and glanced at Bo Xidong who was sitting on the sofa. He was also quite helpless. The Armani suit he had just bought for him today was covered in blood. However, this guy was quite skilled. He chopped down four or five dwarf mules without any injury himself.

What luck!

It’s true that stupid people have stupid blessings!
Chi Mengli picked up the cigarette box on the table, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, and threw it to Bo Caidong: "Send the clothes to the laundry shop, find a laundry shop run by foreigners, they have dry cleaning machines."

"You're covered in blood. If the police come to your house, they'll torture you first."

"There's no way to argue, we caught him red-handed."

"Big guy, you are Jimmy's friend, what's your name?"

Chi Mengli urged Bocaidong to change his clothes, as the police would be here soon and they should not let them catch anything. Then, he picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a Zippo lighter, and then asked the big black man standing at the door of the office.

"Boss, my name is Xizi, my full name is Liang Xi, Jimmy and I have been friends since we were little, boss, I want to follow you."

Xizai had been standing stupidly at the door. When he saw Chi Mengli finally spoke to him, he quickly took a step forward and said his name.

"Boy, you're quite good at fighting. Have you practiced boxing since you were a kid?"

Chi Mengli did not give an answer. When the movie started, he saw Xizai performing several sets of moves and concluded that this guy had been learning martial arts since he was a child.

Hong Kong, like Tianjin in the early years of the Republic of China, was also a martial arts hotspot. In 1910, the great master Huo Yuanjia founded the Jingwu Athletic Association, which was later introduced to Hong Kong.

Jingwu is one family, and all the world is one. Wing Chun Ip Man, Hung Gar Lam Sai Wing, Bagua Men Sun Bao Gang and other masters of the generation gathered together.

Hong Kong once had more than 400 martial arts schools and more than martial artists. Chinese Kung Fu was integrated from the north to the south and went global here.

The Chin Woo Athletic Association still exists today, located in a building in Tsim Sha Tsui. However, the once prosperous Wu Guan Street no longer exists.

Even the current Chi Mengli has no chance to meet him, and can only recall the clips from "The Grandmaster" shot by King of Sunglasses in his mind to commemorate him.

"Big Boss, no, Brother Sheng, I have been practicing boxing since I was a child. I practiced Seven-Star Praying Mantis Boxing with my grandfather, and learned it from my third-generation ancestor Wang Chuanyi. It is considered the Wang Family Seven-Star Praying Mantis Boxing."

Seeing that Chi Mengli was interested, Xizai quickly told him about his own sect.

"Interesting! Show me how to do it."

It was similar to what he thought. In his previous life, Chi Mengli met a boxer who had practiced Seven-Star Mantis Boxing since he was a child. When they were sitting together drinking, they talked about Seven-Star Mantis Boxing.

Being involved in gangs and social circles is the most hopeless thing.

But in Hong Kong today, if you don’t want to be a mule, you will have to work on the assembly line like a beast of burden, working more than ten hours a day and earning only forty or fifty dollars a day.

The situation is even worse for those working in food stalls and restaurants, who can only earn 20 to 30 yuan a day. However, restaurants and food stalls provide accommodation and three meals, so one can save some money.

"Yes, sir!"

Xizi imitated the policeman's salute, saluted Chi Mengli, started to stand in a boxing stance, and then performed the Seven-Star Mantis Fist routine in a very methodical manner.

Chi Mengli only took two glances and concluded that this guy was not cut out for martial arts. Although he had long arms and legs, he did not have any agility at all and he relied on rote memorization to perform the moves.

If you meet a serious martial artist, you will definitely be defeated within two rounds.

But there are only a few people in the society who would use such tactics. Since he wants to follow me, I will accept him. We are short of manpower anyway.

"Stop, you're making me dizzy."

"I can accept you, but there is one thing I want to make clear first. My lackeys cannot touch Miss Bai. If they become my sworn brothers, I will kick them out."

"Stop gambling, earn more money, buy a house, get married and have children."

"You can't be a short mule forever. After all, only a few can make it."

"Boy, you are very lucky. Lao Ding will come to the hall tonight to open the incense hall. I will accept both you and Jimmy."

Chi Mengli quickly stopped Xizai's radio gymnastics performance and said that she would accept him.

"Thank you, Brother Sheng. Thank you, Brother Sheng."

Xizai never thought that he could become the old man in the bathroom.

In fact, it’s not that there are no clubs that want to recruit him. After all, he is tall and knows some martial arts.

But his father said that if he wanted to get ahead, he had to find the biggest and most powerful backer.

The water room meets the standards perfectly!

(End of this chapter)