Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 144: Mr. Huang’s commission, Umbrella comes to life!
Huang Bingyao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the big salted egg yolk gradually sinking into the west, as if reminiscing about the past.

Crime is rampant in Hong Kong, the societies are in chaos, and evil is growing openly.

The British Hong Kong regime allowed Hong Kong Island to fall into chaos and continued to apply British laws. In order to solve the case, the police were forced to use some extraordinary measures.

For example, undercover.

More than a decade ago, Huang Bingyao sent out a group of undercover agents, and most of them ended up becoming cold tablets.

There are not many people who can go undercover for a lifetime like Cao Dahua and barely get their pension.

Huang Bingyao stood on tiptoe and put his hand on Cao Dahua's shoulder: "For more than ten years, you have been my best partner. Every character you played is worthy of the Best Supporting Actor award."

"There is only one, and it is a true-to-life performance."

Cao Dahua turned his head, his messy hair standing up in the wind, and looked curious: "Which one?"

"Undercover in Portland Street, Ma Fuhua."

"More than a decade has passed. The outstanding talent you trained, Lan Niu, has become Lan Jie. The beauties under you are both beautiful and skilled in martial arts, and they are well-known in Bo Lan Street."

Huang Bingyao recalled in immersion.

"Don't mention it. There's no hidden merit in being undercover in Portland Street. Citizens also need a happy life."

"The prices at Malan and Fenglou are fair, they don't hurt anyone, and they're hard-earned money."

"Sweeping the Bowling Green Street, pulling Sister Feng, why not pulling Miss Hong Kong Island?"

Cao Dahua muttered a lot, then suddenly reacted and looked at Huang Bingyao's face.

Then he smiled frivolously: "Sir, how do you know so much? You don't often go to take care of Lanniu's business, do you?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. Everyone knows that my gun is the gun of kindness."

Huang Biaoyao pulled his hand back, his face changed instantly, and he poked Cao Dahua's shoulder with his finger, and said angrily: "You, you, you are talking nonsense to me. I asked you to go to Edinburgh to check the gun, where is it?"

"Hurry up and bring back my gun of kindness, or I'll crush your head with a pair of scissor kicks."

"Scissor Legs, are you afraid?"

Cao Dahua's face changed: "I'm scared!"

There is no need to be afraid even if Bodhisattva Yao takes the gun of kindness and shoots at his head.

But if Huang Biaoyao uses his ultimate skill and the deadly scissors kick, it can really crush his head!

"Sir, in fact, Mr. Zhou and I have made significant progress."

Cao Dahua's expression became serious. He didn't dare to say anything else and quickly got to the point.

Some time ago, students from Edinburgh School, an aristocratic school in Hong Kong Island, came to visit the police force for study.

Huang Biaoyao was giving a safety talk to students, but ended up losing his gun.

Although this gun is a gun of kindness and cannot be fired, it is no different from a tickle rake.

But for a police officer, losing a gun is an extremely serious safety accident.

If a police gun is lost, we must find it even if we have to search the whole of Hong Kong.

Under normal circumstances, if a police officer loses his gun, in addition to disciplinary action, warnings, demerits, and demotions, if the gun is involved in a life, he may be brought to court, imprisoned, and sentenced.

Moreover, if the fact that the gun was lost became public, even if the gun was recovered safely.

If this continues every year, there will be no chance of promotion.

Therefore, the search for the gun can only be done in secret.

Later, Huang Bingyao sent Cao Dahua to assist Zhou Xingxing of the Flying Tigers to go undercover in Edinburgh to investigate the matter of the Gun of Kindness.

"Any clues?"

Huang Bingyao's face lit up with joy.

"After investigation, we found that among the students who visited the police academy that day, there was a school bully named Johnny who was very suspicious."

"This person collects protection fees at the school and has close ties with the arms dealer Da Fei."

Cao Dahua reported with a serious expression.

"Big fly?"

"This is the suspect in the arms case we've been following. How is he related to us?"

Huang Bingyao frowned.

This will cause trouble.

Previously, their Central and Western District had been dealing with an international arms trafficking case.

At that time, it was discovered that the Quanxing Group had business dealings with Da Fei, an arms distributor in Hong Kong Island, so Cao Dahua was sent under the alias of Fei Ji Mu to enter Stanley and go undercover to investigate Uncle Dong.

Unfortunately, we have just found out some clues.

The Ghost King Gang robbed other gangs, He Shichang's whereabouts have been unknown since then, and Quanxing has changed its appearance.

Dafei lost his biggest partner and failed to find a new one. He became much more low-key and there has been no progress in the arms case.

It would be fine if the police guns were still in the students' hands.

If it falls into the hands of such international arms dealers, I don't know who it will end up in.

It could be a killer, a drug dealer, or a gangster, that would be bad.

Huang Bingyao's expression darkened, and he quickly asked, "Do you and Mr. Zhou have a way to contact Dafei and investigate the situation?"

"Sir, after the clue of He Shichang was cut off, Da Fei became very cautious and low-key. He never showed up in the arms business. He just lent money to the rich and powerful men in Edinburgh and collected protection fees."

"These are just minor incidents."

"It's difficult for Sir Zhou and I to get to the core in a short period of time. It takes time."

Cao Dahua leaned against the guardrail, looking embarrassed.

"Time! What we lack most is time."

Huang Bingyao looked annoyed. If the police gun left Hong Kong Island, it would be difficult to get it back.

"Sir, otherwise, you can lead your men to raid Dafei's lair and take him back for secret interrogation."

As soon as Cao Dahua finished speaking, he was rewarded with a slap on the head.

"Pounce on your mother, do you have any brains?"

Huang Bingyao said angrily: "We police officers must rely on evidence when we do things. Can we just arrest people casually?"

"Take him back and ask him, now that the gun loss incident has been exposed, am I still a superintendent?"

Cao Dahua was scolded like a wooden fish, with his head drooping. His mind raced rapidly, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Sir, I have an immature idea, but I don't know whether I should tell you or not?" "I know it's immature, but I still want to tell you?"

Huang Bingyao glanced at Cao Dahua.

Cao Dahua spread his hands and said, "Forget it, sir, you figure it out yourself."

"Fuck away!"

Huang Bingyao's face tightened, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he couldn't hide the urge to kill someone with a knife.

"We will use a sting operation to lure the snake out of its hole."

Cao Dahua's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said: "Quanxing Group had business dealings with Dafei before."

"If they reinitiate the cooperation, Dafei will definitely let down his guard."

"When they make the deal, you can lead the team yourself, strike with lightning speed, catch them all in one fell swoop, and quietly retrieve the police guns, isn't that enough?"

Huang Biaoyao rolled his eyes at Cao Dahua and said, "Quanxing is a society. They don't want to offend the emperor. Why would they cooperate with the police?"

"I know an old acquaintance in Stanley, who is now the behind-the-scenes helmsman of Quanxing Group. His name is Chen Shixian."

"He used to be a policeman, and he doesn't belong to a gang. If we go to him, the most we can do is ask for police-civilian cooperation."

"How about you give it a try?"

Cao Dahua probed cautiously.

In Stanley, he and Chen Shixian had a cigarette-sharing relationship. This guy was quite nice and smart.

In addition, there are confidentiality guidelines in security companies nowadays. If you ask them for help or cooperation in the name of entrustment, the missing gun will not be exposed.

This is currently the fastest method.

"Chen Shixian?"

The handsome and arrogant face appeared in Huang Bingyao's mind.

Wasn’t it this pounce that caused the village siege some time ago?
"Are you kidding me? You want me to cooperate with him?"

Huang Bingyao reacted strongly, snorted coldly and swung his arms.

"Now, sir, do you still want to be the boss?"

Cao Dahua asked back with a gleam in his eyes and a smile, just like when Huang Bingyao found him as an undercover agent and asked him if he wanted a promotion.

"Throw it, I'll crush your head with a scissor kick!"

Huang Bingyao kicked up.

Cao Dahua's face was filled with fear.

……

Umbrella Security Company, General Manager’s Office.

The lady at the front desk twisted her hips, stepped on high heels, swung her long straight legs, and knocked on the office door.

Although her appearance is above average, her figure is absolutely amazing. The front desk is the face of the office, and Chen Shixian requires that she must look presentable.

"Boss, there's a Mr. Huang outside who wants to see you."

The young lady asked in a delicate voice.

"The business is handled by Mr. Qiu. Let him go to Mr. Qiu."

Chen Shixian glanced at the pleasing receptionist, his eyes resting on the flesh-colored long legs, studying the color number, whether she was wearing stockings or not.

Are you kidding? With his current status, can anyone who wants to meet him be able to?

The receptionist blushed and went out in her high heels to reply.

After a while, he knocked on the door again and asked, "Boss, Mr. Huang said it was your old friend Feiji Mu's good friend."

"Want to meet?"

Airplane wood?
Chen Shixian remembered that honest face and the cigarette handed to him on the bed in the infirmary.

Who is the friend of airplane wood?
He frowned slightly, raised his hand and said, "Please come in."

After a while, the receptionist led the mysterious Mr. Huang into the office.

"Superintendent Huang?"

Chen Shixian was very surprised.

I actually saw a casual version of Bodhisattva Yao wearing a white shirt and a black windbreaker at the Umbrella.

When did Feijimu become related to Bodhisattva Yao?
He thought of Feijimu's face which was exactly the same as Uncle Da's, and was instantly shocked.

Could it be that Feijimu is the gigolo, Cao Dahua?
I rely on!

Is it so exciting?

"Yeah, he's really pretty with his delicate skin and tender flesh."

Huang Bingyao raised his head and looked Chen Shixian up and down, and his thick lips couldn't help but curl up into a secret smile.

His round face suddenly moved closer, baring his small pearly teeth, staring at Chen Shixian's face with ill intent, and asked, "Do you want to make a contribution?"

"Sir, I don't take side jobs."

Chen Shixian thought that Huang Bingyao's initiative to find him must be for no good reason, so he took a step back and said coldly.

"I'm asking, do you want to make a contribution?"

Huang Bingyao took a half step closer and asked close to his face.

"I don't sell my body, Mr. Huang."

Huang Bingyao is confused. Does his eyes have any color? Is it obscene?

One or two, why do they all think so?

He raised his voice and said impatiently: "You are not answering the question. I am asking if you want to make meritorious contributions."

"In no mood!"

Chen Shixian shook his head and looked at Huang Bingyao with a smile: "I will not sell out my integrity."

"Fuck, who wants your moral integrity?"

Huang Biaoyao waved his hand, sat down on the chair with his big butt, moved around, and found a comfortable position.

He started to deceive people and said in a gentle and persuasive way: "Now there is a good opportunity to make a contribution. As long as you cooperate with the police in solving the case, you can get the Good Citizen Award. Do you want to do it?"

(End of this chapter)