Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 196: Now you see someone who is more arrogant than Wang Bao!
Wang Bao, with a cigar in his mouth, slowly stood up and walked to the side of the sofa, which was an indoor golf driving range.

This simulates a real golf course and is not affected by weather, so you can practice at any time.

Inside the club barrel, there are all kinds of clubs, including woods, irons, putters, wedges, hybrids, etc., all kinds of high-end clubs are fully equipped.

Wang Bao reached out from the barrel of golf clubs and picked out a solid and heavy wedge-shaped club. He took out his cigar and fiddled with the club head. Then he turned around and looked at his henchman A Dong and said, "Why, is Chen Shixian some great figure?"

"He is the tyrant of Mong Kok, but this is Temple Street. Once we enter Temple Street, even the tyrant has to hold his neck like a cuckold!"

"Oh, you think that if you can deal with Liu Yaozu, the Sky Diamond Hotel will be his?"

"If you want to do things on my territory, you have to ask me if I agree!"

A sneer appeared on Wang Bao's face. He put the cigar back into his mouth, swung the club skillfully, and hit the golf ball in front of him with one shot.

The golf ball drew a beautiful parabola in the air and fell into the hole.

Adong shuddered all over. The golf club in Wang Bao's hand was more than just a golf club.

When you swing it, you can hit a ball or a person's head.

Wang Bao propped up the golf club, looked at Ah Dong who was waiting for his instructions, and said coldly: "Let our people play with him first!"

"Yes, Master Bao!"

Adong nodded in agreement, then turned and left.

After Adong left, Wang Bao pressed the serve button and a brand new ball appeared at the starting point.

He aimed at the golf ball on the ground, facing the empty hall, as if talking to the air:

"Aji, don't you think it's funny? Someone is actually looking for death. Do you think we should help him?"

No one responded in the empty hall.

Only in a dark corner, there was a flash of cold light from a sharp blade, which was breathtaking.

At the same time, a commercial vehicle was driving towards Temple Street at a moderate speed.

The neon lights were bright, and outside the car window, layers of colorful signs kept flashing by.

It was almost twelve o'clock, but the whole Temple Street was still very prosperous, a typical example of "the later the night, the more lively it is".

"Captain Ma, congratulations on joining the Central and Western District Anti-Black Group today. I have two days left before I retire due to illness. From now on, my brothers will be handed over to you."

Chen Guozhong held the steering wheel with his hands and glanced sideways at the new officer Ma Jun next to him.

Because of a brain tumor, his boss has arranged for him to retire due to illness, and Ma Jun is the new leader who will take over his position.

"Brother Hua, Brother Chen, how many?"

Ma Jun is a serious man, and his bronze skin looks even more solid under the light.

His taut muscles filled out his shirt, and he looked like a martial artist.

"Yes, my brothers are all very good."

Chen Guozhong smiled slightly. He was very satisfied with his brothers who had been through life and death with him.

He also wanted to fight alongside them forever.

There are still many things to be done in the police force, but unfortunately...

A feeling of unwillingness and sadness welled up in my heart.

He suppressed his emotions, sighed softly, and hid his emotions deep in his eyes.

"Who among them is the most capable?"

Ma Jun felt the atmosphere was weird. He bared his big white teeth and tried to find a topic awkwardly.

“Everyone can do it!”

Chen Guozhong smiled and continued, "It's useless to just talk. You will understand after you get along with each other."

"I heard that you are good at fighting. You can beat a prisoner into an idiot with one punch. You are quite fierce."

"Hehe, it's just a rumor."

Ma Jun looked ashamed and brushed it off with an awkward smile.

He has always regretted this matter.

I hit him too hard, had a bad temper, and acted impulsively, turning Mingzi into an idiot and ruining his life.

"We've arrived at Temple Street."

Chen Guozhong found an empty space, parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door and got out.

He handed Ma Jun a cigarette. After the two of them lit up, they sat on the curb, puffing smoke and chatting.

"In two days, this place will be under your control."

Chen Guozhong held a cigarette between his legs and glanced at Ma Jun: "Do you know why I brought you to Temple Street first?"

"I know. There are hundreds of streets in our jurisdiction. We can't take care of so many. We will just beat up whoever is the most violent."

"This street is owned by a big flour merchant, a man who is known for his righteousness. I heard that he is unscrupulous and vicious. He even dares to kill the police. He is extremely violent and arrogant."

Ma Jun exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke slowly.

"It seems that you have done a lot of homework."

Chen Guozhong sighed and said with regret: "Three years ago, we were almost, just a little bit away from bringing down Wang Bao and sending him to Stanley to shit."

"As a result, on the day of the court hearing, the vehicle we were transporting the witnesses in was rammed in the street by Wang Bao's killer Aji. The witness couple was stabbed and their throats were cut, leaving behind a girl who didn't understand anything. She was so scared that she couldn't remember anything."

"In the end, two witnesses and two policemen died. It was tragic."

As Chen Guozhong spoke, his memory went back to three years ago. The shocking scene at that time made his eyes turn cold. "So, I swear, I must take down Wang Bao's drug den and eradicate this cancer."

"I really want to see Wang Bao go in, but unfortunately there is no time."

"Nothing is certain. It's been three years. Aren't you fine now?"

"It will happen one day."

Ma Jun tried to comfort her with words, but after he said them, he found that in the face of life and death, the words seemed so light and weightless.

"You won't understand until the last day." Chen Guozhong shook his head, a smile on his face but despair in his eyes.

As we chatted, the lights in the shops on the street gradually went out.

On the streets, more and more dwarf mules wearing vests, jeans, tattoos of dragons and tigers, colorful hair tattoos, and arrogant expressions gathered.

In the open space in front of the Tianzuan Hotel, there was a large crowd of people, some sitting, some squatting, and some standing.

They all looked very lazy, some were smoking, some were chatting, some were drinking from wine bottles, and some were drinking from the wine bottles against each other. They looked like they were not someone you want to mess with.

"Hundreds of ghosts are out on the streets. In the middle of the night, these dwarf mules are roaming at night. Why are there so many of them?"

Ma Jun put out the cigarette, and very ungentlemanly stuffed it into the gap of the pipe next to the curb, raised his eyebrows and complained.

Chen Guozhong looked at the short mule in front of him, raised his watch and saw that it was a quarter to twelve o'clock.

He smiled and said, "Wang Bao said that after twelve o'clock, he has the final say on this street!"

"These are his men."

"Humph, so arrogant, you think you are the local emperor of Temple Street!"

"Don't worry, I'll play with him when the time comes, and let those scoundrels know that in Hong Kong Island, no matter what time it is, we, the police, have the final say!"

Ma Jun's expression froze and he spoke loudly with a firm face.

"You are as ambitious as I was when I was young."

Chen Guozhong smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Chen Shixian's arrogant face involuntarily emerged in his mind: "When you take over, you will know that Wang Bao is not the only arrogant person on this street now."

"Who else?"

Ma Jun turned his head and asked curiously.

"boom!"

A crisp and loud sound of a beer bottle breaking suddenly rang out on the empty street.

There was a commotion in front of the Diamond Hotel.

The two of them looked up.

Chen Shixian's tall figure appeared at the gate, followed by Baozhu and behind him were several Umbrella security staff members in black suits.

He had just stepped out of the door of the Diamond Hotel.

A beer bottle smashed right at his feet, glass flying everywhere.

This is clearly a provocation.

The security personnel immediately stood in front of Chen Shixian, with serious expressions, ready to take action at any time.

Baozhu was furious when he saw this. He jumped up high and stared at the yellow-haired man who threw the bottle: "Hey, what are you doing? You are blind and didn't see anyone!"

"Your eyes are so wide open, but you didn't see me throwing Le Se into the Le Se pile. Am I going to report to Le Se?"

The short mule with yellow hair and yellow clothes tilted his head and approached arrogantly with a sharp voice floating back and forth.

The attitude is very arrogant.

A large group of short mules behind him started laughing and howling like ghosts and wolves, which was very piercing.

"Doulei, you didn't brush your teeth, your breath smells bad!"

"You were born by your mother, but she didn't teach you. Didn't your mother teach you to be polite?!"

"Don't litter. Isn't that uncivilized?"

Baozhu is never afraid to scold people. He just opens his mouth directly to greet them, greet their mothers, and praise others for being cute.

"Catch your mother!"

Huangmao was embarrassed when Baozhu pointed his finger at his nose and he became furious and stepped forward.

"Wow!"

Hundreds of dwarf mules behind him followed him and took a step forward, gathering together in a large crowd.

Seeing this situation, the security guys at the Tianzuan Hotel all ran out and confronted Wang Bao's dwarf mules.

But even if the thugs from the Sky Diamond Hotel ran out, the number of people was far outnumbered.

Hundreds of Wang Bao's followers were disdainful and arrogant when they saw this. Some even started to push and shove. Chen Guozhong, who had been watching all this silently across the street, pointed at Chen Shixian, who was as steady as a rock, and said with a smile, "Aren't you asking who that other arrogant guy is?"

"Well, now you see it."

Ma Jun tilted his head and looked Chen Shixian up and down.

The other person looked well-dressed, had a group of bodyguards, and had an excellent temperament. Compared with these short mules, he looked more like a dignified businessman.

He doesn't look like a gangster at all.

"Arrogance, I don't see it."

"But it's true that these short mules are getting more and more arrogant. They dare to attack even though there's such a big assault vehicle parked at the intersection. Should we go up and intervene?"

Chen Guozhong retracted his gaze, showed his watch to Ma Jun, tapped the dial, pointed to the time and said, "It's twelve o'clock. Wang Bao of Temple Street has the final say now."

"Don't worry about it. I don't need you yet."

"That Chen Shixian is still around, so let them have a try."

"There are no ordinary citizens anyway, so if dogs bite each other to death, the world will be peaceful."

"Brother Zhong, when did such a person appear in the martial arts world?"

Seeing that Chen Guozhong didn't seem to care, Ma Jun lowered his butt which had just been raised, and then sat back down.

Asked curiously.

Chen Shixian, I seem to have seen this name in the newspaper. He spent 100 million to bid for a license plate and drives for Didi Express.

He is obviously a businessman, but he also tries to stir up trouble in the underworld. His opponent is Wang Bao?
He looked in the direction of Chen Shixian. It seemed that Wang Bao's side had more people and were more powerful.

I doubt whether this pretty boy can really have a chance with Wang Bao.

Across the street, people on one side were watching the show calmly, while on the other side there was a commotion and the atmosphere was full of tension.

Chen Shixian felt a little uncomfortable, as if someone was staring at him.

Looking through the chaotic crowd, I caught a glimpse of Chen Guozhong and Ma Jun sitting on the curb, looking at this side with a joking look on their faces, muttering something to themselves.

At first glance, he almost admitted his mistake.

I thought Zhang Chongbang and Chen Guozhong had become good friends.

After thinking about it carefully, I finally realized it.

That person was not Zhang Chongbang, but Ma Jun.

In the original novel, Ma Jun, out of impulse, beat a suspect into a fool and was transferred to the Central and Western District to take over Chen Guozhong's job.

I don’t know whether Ma Jun has the aura of a protagonist or has any backing in the police force.

He repeatedly acted impulsively and made mistakes in a temper, and even punched someone into an idiot, but in the end he was just transferred and received no punishment at all.

They were also catching suspects. When they accidentally killed Coke, they had to go to jail and their fate was miserable.

The world is so fucked up.

This world is rotten. Where is the fairness?

Chen Shixian's eyes were stern, and he looked back provocatively: "Humph, watch the show, my show is not that good."

He had a wicked smile on his face, and said to the two of them with his lips: "If you want to play, let's play together."

"What did he say to us?"

Ma Jun noticed that Chen Shixian was speaking to them provocatively and asked quickly.

Chen Guozhong had understood this sentence a long time ago. He was slightly shocked and narrowed his eyes. What did this loser want to do with them?
After such long contact, he is very familiar with Chen Shixian's character. This guy is the kind of person who is not afraid of big troubles.

I don’t know what kind of plane they are going to make.

Now I feel a little regretful and want to just watch the fun.

At this moment, the two groups of people were like water boiling on a stove, which would boil at any time as the temperature rose.

Baozhu unbuttoned his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and led the way with his strong body, accompanied by a dozen younger brothers who served as his protection, standing at the front.

Opposite him was a man in yellow clothes and yellow hair. He looked arrogant with his nose pointed to the sky and he kept cursing with his head held high.

That's how the dwarf mule is. He never stops saying harsh words.

"Doulei's mother, let me tell you, you lechers, this is Temple Street, it's Lord Bao's territory."

"The whole street, from the shops to the vendors, to the grandmas who pick up garbage, is under our control. They are all under the protection of Grandpa Bao!"

"We agree that you can do business on this street, so you can do it. If you don't agree, you should close your business and leave Temple Street as soon as possible!"

"Do you understand? We are here today to tell you to get out!"

Baozhu took a step forward, but before he could stand firmly, he raised his hand, grabbed the collar of Huangmao's yellow T-shirt, and lifted it up, then slapped him in the face.

"Crack!" He slapped left and right.

He slapped her and cursed: "You bastard, you are such a chatterbox, you are the only one who talks too much bullshit!"

"Let me tell you, the Sky Diamond Hotel is our boss Xian's business. We can open it if we want. It's none of your business!"

"If you keep complaining, even if Jesus protects you, it will be useless. I will kill you!"

After saying this, Baozhu ignored the yellow-haired man's aggressive movements and pushed the man away heavily.

The yellow-haired man staggered before he stood firm.

After all, he was a small leader among this group of gangsters, but facing the explosive beads, he was completely powerless to fight back.

This made him feel a little ashamed and angry.

But Huangmao never could have imagined that Baozhu had received professional training in the police academy and then went to Stanley for further studies for two years. After he came out, he was forced to practice martial arts by Chen Shixian all day long.

How can an ordinary gangster be his match?

What's more, Wang Bao is a big flour merchant, and most of the short mules under him are his dead friends.

Most of the fans who play with powder are weak and fragile.

Chen Shixian looked at the yellow-haired man with a dazed look in his eyes, unsteady steps, and an excited look on his face. He knew at first glance that he was a mortal buddy.

I just had a high and was feeling tipsy, so I'm so vulnerable.

"Fuck your mother, fuck them to death..."

Two lumps appeared on the yellow-haired man's face. He was furious and embarrassed. After he stood firm, he yelled at the short mule behind him.

But before he could finish his words, the dwarf mule on Wang Bao's side had no time to react.

next second.

"boom!"

Chen Shixian made a swift move.

To be precise, he kicked the yellow-haired man away with just one kick.

"Whoosh!"

With such terrifying force, it flew out like a yellow sandbag, knocking down a group of dwarf mules before stopping.

"Boom!"

The yellow-haired man fell to the ground, blood oozing from his mouth. He covered his chest and collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, groaning.

In an instant, the dwarf mule group, who were originally ready to move, were frightened and stopped in their tracks.

The entire space fell into a brief stagnation.

Big Brother Xian, are you so good at fighting?

This surprised everyone.

Huangmao is a human being, not a sandbag or a brick. Even if he is light, he weighs at least 100 pounds.

Just kick him out and send him flying.

This force and strength is truly terrifying.

Chen Shixian had a calm expression. He loosened his cuffs and rolled them up slowly. He glanced at everyone and finally his eyes fell on the yellow-haired man.

Then, he walked forward one step at a time.

For some unknown reason, an invisible pressure and aura suddenly surged from him.

Wang Bao's gang of gangsters felt a slight tremor in their hearts as they looked at Chen Shixian approaching step by step.

Everyone stood there in fear, and no one dared to be the first to step forward and stop him.

"Huang Mao?"

Chen Shixian stepped on the yellow-haired man's palm and crushed it hard.

Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, squatted down, and blew all the smoke on the yellow-haired man's face, and said lazily: "I hate yellow-haired people the most."

"Was it this hand that threw the bottle just now?"

Chen Shixian increased his strength, rubbing and crushing him, causing Huangmao's face to turn blue. He beat his chest and stamped his feet, unable to even scream in pain.

"Not this one? That's the one."

Seeing that Huangmao didn't answer, Chen Shixian lifted his crocodile leather shoes and stomped his other hand hard on the ground.

The kick made the opponent's bones crackle.

Chen Shixian was not just saying that he hates yellow-haired people.

Damn it, if I give birth to a boy, I’m afraid he’ll turn yellow-haired when he grows up.

I gave birth to a girl for fear that she would be kidnapped by a foreigner when she grows up.

There is only one kind of yellow hair, which he likes.

That means the friend is yellow-haired.

Because this kind of blond guy can bring a bunch of girls with him at any time by just waving his hand, without even having to offer a cup of milk tea.

Chen Shixian only said that this kind of yellow hair is cuter.

This is right in front of me...

So annoying!
He stepped down hard, and the pain made the yellow-haired man faint!
(Photo: Ma Jun!)

(End of this chapter)