1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 210 Agent
Since the Luohu military camp was moved from Sheung Shui in the New Territories to the Shaling area, the foreign soldiers in the camp have basically had nothing to do except for the necessary daily training.

Until today, the group of Stick Demon were captured on the spot, which provided the foreigners in the military camp with an additional entertainment.

As the boss of the pretty moms, the stick monster is also a big shot in Portland Street and has caused harm to countless young boys.

At this time, he was lying on the ground with a bruised face and a miserable appearance.

A tall ghost soldier stepped on his chest with his nail-head leather shoes, leaned over and put a golf ball into his mouth, and waved with a playful smile to his companions to bring a baseball bat. In the terrified eyes of the stick monster, the baseball bat, with the sound of wind, hit him hard in the face, and the golf ball flew out along with several teeth in his mouth.

In just half an hour, the stick demon and the gangsters he brought with him had been beaten beyond recognition, with blood all over their bodies.

"That's enough. Leave some time for me to interrogate you."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, making the stick monster's originally scattered eyes more focused.

Black blood was spurting out of his mouth and his throat was making a hoarse sound.

The face of a ghost officer appeared in the field of vision, and the stick monster remembered this face very clearly.

Half an hour ago, the white officer who called himself Wilson took them back to the barracks and asked only one question throughout the process.

"Who sent you?"

At that time, the stick demon still had some sense of brotherhood in the martial arts world, so he did not reveal his identity as Xinji, and used a clumsy excuse of "I recognized the wrong person" to try to get away with it.

After hearing this, Wilson turned around and left without saying anything else.

In the next half hour, the stick demon and his men were brutally tortured by the ghost army.

Now that Wilson appeared in front of him for the second time, the stick demon wanted to tell the truth about his ancestors without even asking him any questions.

Other than the slurred speech, the rest of the interrogation was effortless.

The stick demon did not dare to hide anything and explained everything from beginning to end.

Seeing Wilson put away his confession and stand up, he begged hurriedly: "Sir, if you let us go, I will give you one hundred... no! Three million Hong Kong dollars!"

Of course, Gunyao, an old man, cannot come up with such a large sum of money, but he works for the society. If Liangma and Huang Jun are willing to protect him, a few million is not a large sum.

The barracks commander, Wilson, smiled and shrugged: "If you were just arrested for robbing a bank and were sent to the barracks, I might be able to help you once for such a large sum of money."

While the stick demon was still figuring out what this meant, Wilson had already turned and left.

At this time, China and Britain have already agreed to hold negotiations in Yanjing City this month. Wilson has already sentenced the Stick Demon gang to death in his heart for daring to attack the mainland convoy at such a critical moment.

Wilson did not dare to delay when he returned to his office. He reported the news to higher levels all the way up to the Governor's Office.

Without his knowledge, Governor Youde made a series of phone calls to report the situation to the British Parliament.

Twenty minutes later.

The phone in the barracks office rang again.

An official from the Colonial Secretariat spoke through the receiver: "Wilson, the Governor has just contacted the Parliament. We must not characterize the case as a crime committed by a local triad. Otherwise, we will be attacked by public opinion for our poor governance, and it may even affect the division of interests during the negotiation of ownership this month..."

hang up the phone.

Wilson stroked his stubble and thought for a moment, then walked out of the office and returned to the detention room, smiling kindly at the terrified Stick Demon and others.

He said, "OK! Three million Hong Kong dollars. I want to see this money in front of me tomorrow."

The stick demon and the others were stunned at first, then nodded frantically: "Of course! Of course!"

Wilson nodded with satisfaction and moved aside to open the door: "Okay, I allow you to go back and raise money first."

The stick demon covered the wound on his face, incredulous: "Are you really letting us go?"

Wilson smiled and said, "You can stay here, too."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of gangsters who had been tortured beyond recognition became excited and filed out of the detention room.

The playground was empty, the gate of the military camp was wide open, and outside was a winding mountain road.

"Come on!"

The stick demon called out, and a group of martial artists supported each other and limped towards the military camp gate. They were about to regain their freedom, and all of them had an expression of surviving a calamity on their faces.

The gate was just around the corner, and the stick monster had already stepped half a foot out of the military camp.

Just then, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded behind me, followed by the sound of tapping footsteps.

The Stick Demon and others looked back blankly, their faces instantly turning into horror.

On the playground at the rear, a group of foreign soldiers appeared out of nowhere, as if descending from the sky.

The foreign soldiers stood in a row, holding their rifles, with the muzzles pointed at them. "The Taiwan agents attacked the mainland convoy, and after being captured by our side, they tried to take the guns and escape. We had no choice but to fight back and shot all the agents dead."

Wilson stood in the back row of the ghost soldiers, looking at the stick monsters with cold eyes: "Fire!"

There was a sound of gunfire in the military camp.

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"No news from the stick monster yet?"

Fu Yue Restaurant, Xin Kee Restaurant, Tsim Sha Tsui.

Axe Jun knocked on the table with an irritated look on his face, asking the pretty mother beside him for who knows how many times.

The pretty mother put down the phone that was pressed against her ear and frowned, "No one is answering the phone... Will there be any trouble along the way?"

"All useless!"

Axe Jun cursed twice in a low voice, turned around and saw Guizai Tian standing beside him, and got angry again: "Especially you, the loser among losers!"

Guizai Tian had been scolded for the whole morning. He went from being one of the top three talents in the underworld to being a loser overnight. He felt very upset.

But he didn't think he was wrong. The bloody and brutal scene on the boat last night left too deep an impression on him. If he hadn't judged the situation, he would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Send the stick monster out to kill Zhai Yuan? That's a bad thing!

After witnessing the methods of Ye Zhiming and Zhai Yuan, when Guizai Tian heard the beautiful mother say that the stick monster didn't answer the phone, he already imagined a drama in his mind of the stick monster being slaughtered by the Vietnamese boy.

"Brother Jun, do you still want to go to Biliyuan, Gongledao?"

A handsome young man sitting opposite the pretty mother glanced at Guizai Tian who was keeping his head down and saying nothing, and took the initiative to speak up to help him out.

"Of course I have to go! Even if the stick demon fails, as long as I kidnap Zhai Yuan's family, I don't believe he won't come to kowtow to me and beg me!"

Axe Jun spoke in a sinister tone, then he looked at the handsome young man who had spoken, and his expression softened a little.

He continued, "Ah Xin, I'll leave this matter to you. After you're done, I'll take over your position. You'll be in charge of the company's business in Wan Chai."

Ah Xin, Chen Yao Xin, is another underworld talent discovered by Axe Jun after he took over as the leader.

Like Gui Zai Tian, Chan Yiu Sun was also once a new blood in So Long Boxing Gym, a fellow junior of Axe Jun and the most outstanding among a group of youngsters. He became a disciple of Sun Kee Pak Tou Kang in 80 and in just a few years he had made a name for himself in Wan Chai. He was even valued by wealthy businessmen and bosses, who let him manage the valet parking business of their own hotels and restaurants. His power grew rapidly, and he now has more than a hundred parking assistants under him.

Even if the incident with Zhai Yuan had not happened, Axe Jun also planned to let Bai Tou Kang step down this year and support Chen Yaoxin to take the leadership position of Wan Chai.

"Thank you, Jun."

"Well, do it cleanly."

Axe Jun patted Chen Yaoxin's shoulder, turned his head to look at Guizai Tian, and shook his head angrily: "I'll give you one more chance. Ah Xin will kidnap Zhai Yuan's family, and you will deal with the people around Zhai Yuan, that is, Chen Jiale who sold videotapes with you. Deal with him!"

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After coming out of Fu Yue Restaurant, Guizai Tian handed a Red Wan to Chen Yaoxin, and the two walked out side by side.

Guizai Tian forced a smile: "Brother Xin, thank you for what you did just now."

Chen Yaoxin pursed his lips, thinking that he was still blaming himself for the gambling boat incident, and smiled to comfort him, "It's okay. Actually, the gambling boat incident can't be blamed on you. Dutchman couldn't even use AK. Did he want you to die? Jun Ge is so angry now. Just wait for him to calm down in a few days."

Guizaitian nodded, but still looked like he was troubled.

Chen Yaoxin blew out a smoke ring and asked, "Anything else? You are injured now, do you want me to help you get rid of that Chen Jiale?"

"No, I can handle it." Guizai Tian waved his hand, hesitated for a moment and said, "If Zhai Yuan fled to the mainland, he must have arranged for his family in advance. The Vietnamese on the ship may be in Biliyuan to protect them. I suggest you find out clearly before taking action."

Chen Yaoxin said nonchalantly, "I guessed it when you talked about the battle at sea. Do they dare to use guns on the shore? I will drag a hundred or so people over from Wan Chai and wait until the early hours of tonight to start the fight. Even if those Vietnamese fight ten at a time, they will be exhausted to death."

Guizai Tian hummed without comment and thought, I hope so.

If Chen Yaoxin fails again tonight, perhaps he should seriously consider whether the society path is still feasible.

Gui Zai Tian's mind recalled the conversation he had had with Carlos Chan this morning when the gambling boat docked and he got off the boat.

"Ah Tian, the guests on the boat have been gambling all night, and I want to make a bet with you too. Let's bet on who will win, Brother Yuan or Axe Jun. If this bet is drawn and Brother Yuan beats Axe Jun, you will quit Xin Ji and come with me, and we can expand the video tape business together."

"What if Zhai Yuan loses?"

"You have to be optimistic. The situation you described is impossible to happen. Come on, call Brother Le in advance~"

In his eyes, Chen Jiale has no special abilities, but if he can use this opportunity to get in touch with Zhai Yuan, it seems like a good choice.

The outcome depends on tonight!

(End of this chapter)