Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

"boarding!"

Song Guoming suppressed the urge to punch Li Jun's smiling face and drove Li Jun and Thirteen Sister towards the Kowloon Regional Headquarters.

Forty minutes later.

Inside the interrogation room of the Kowloon Regional Headquarters office building.

"Li Jun, I told you, I'll keep an eye on you!"

Song Guoming looked at Li Jun sitting in the interrogation chair and said coldly.

"Sir Song, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Li Jun's smile remained bright, which annoyed Song Guoming even with just a glance.

"Thirteen Sister, a woman, managed to take down two men, Madman Hui and White-haired Old Man. Do you think we cops are all idiots?"

Song Guoming shouted loudly.

"Sir Song, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Li Jun repeated this sentence like a broken record.

"boom!"

Enraged, Song Guoming slammed his fist on the table. Then, while loosening his tie, he said to his men, "Lock the door! Damn it, let's see if this bastard's mouth is tougher, or my fists are tougher!"

Clearly, Song Guoming wanted to treat Li Jun to a meal.

However, just as Song Guoming's men reached the interrogation room door and locked it, someone outside rang the doorbell.

'Ding-dong~' 'Ding-dong~'

"Which one?"

Song Guoming's subordinate picked up the intercom on the door and asked.

A moment later, the subordinate turned to Song Guoming and said, "Sir Song, it's Qin Jiang, Sir Qin."

"Open the door!"

Upon hearing his subordinate's words, Song Guoming immediately ordered his men to open the door.

If it were anyone else, Song Guoming might not care, but Qin Jiang was his backer, and Song Guoming had to give him face.

However, Song Guoming also had a question in his mind: why would Qin Jiang, as the assistant commander of the Kowloon Regional Headquarters, come here?

"Sir Song, release them."

To Song Guoming's utter surprise, Qin Jiang's first words upon entering the interrogation room struck him like a thunderbolt.

"Uncle Jiang, why?"

Song Guoming asked instinctively.

"Sir Song, during work hours you should address him as 'Superior' or 'Sir'!"

Qin Jiang frowned slightly and reprimanded in a low voice.

He was actually implying to Song Guoming that this was not a question for him to ask.

"I'm sorry, Inspector Qin, why?"

Song Guoming ignored Qin Jiang's hints, not because he didn't understand, but because he was truly unwilling to accept it.

"The chairman of the Police Force's Judicial Fairness Assessment Committee, Barrister Mike Pang, just spoke to me on the phone. If you, Inspector Song, do not have direct evidence of Li Jun's crimes, release him now."

Qin Jiang's tone was helpless.

After saying this, Qin Jiang walked up to Song Guoming and whispered, "Guoming, one of the five votes for your promotion to superintendent must be cast by Pang Mike. Do you understand what I mean?"

In order to control the senior police force, especially the Chinese senior officers, the Hong Kong British government set up a special promotion mechanism.

In this mechanism, a police chief inspector needs a total of five votes to be promoted to superintendent.

However, of these five votes, only two were cast by members of the police force itself, while the remaining three votes belonged to the Police Justice Judicial Fairness Assessment Committee of the Department of Justice, the Police Human Rights Protection Assessment Committee of the Chief Secretary for Administration, and the Police Integrity Oversight Committee of the ICAC.

If a chief inspector wants to be promoted to superintendent, each of the three votes belonging to 'outsiders' is crucial.

The Westerners used this method to completely block the promotion path for Chinese police officers; only those who met the Westerners' requirements could be promoted.

"Oh, Uncle Jiang, I understand. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Upon hearing Qin Jiang's words, Song Guoming's face turned extremely ugly, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly and bow to reality.

He then told his subordinates, "Go and inform Li Jun's lawyer to handle the formalities."

"Yes, sir!"

Song Guoming's subordinate responded loudly and left the interrogation room.

Qin Jiang patted Song Guoming on the shoulder, then gave Li Jun, who was smiling, a deep look before turning and leaving the interrogation room.

"Li Jun, are you feeling quite smug right now?"

After Qin Jiang left, Song Guoming looked at Li Jun with a smile on his face and felt a surge of anger. He couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Sir Song, if you're angry, go vent your anger on Portland Street. You can complain about the prostitutes there. But if you vent your anger elsewhere, be careful that others will complain about you."

Li Jun looked at Song Guoming, smiled slightly, and slowly said.

"Li Jun, let's see how long you can be so smug!"

Song Guoming's face flushed red, his fists clenched, and after uttering those words, he quickly left the interrogation room, afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would have a heart attack from the anger.

Half an hour later, in the lobby on the first floor of the Kowloon Regional Office.

"Brother Jun!"

As soon as Li Jun entered the hall, Ma Xueren immediately came to greet him.

"Xue Ren, thank you for your hard work."

Li Jun said with a smile.

“Brother Jun, I’m not tired, it’s just the money that’s tormenting me. That foreigner Pang Mike is really ruthless. He asked for HK$200 million with just one phone call.”

As Ma Xueren followed Li Jun towards the gate, he said with a smile.

“His word is law. It’s only because you’re his student that he can’t send the HK$200 million.”

A hint of helplessness flashed in Li Jun's eyes.

Although Chinese people have gradually begun to move into the upper class in Hong Kong, it is still essentially a Westernized Hong Kong.

Even without Pang Mike's phone call, Song Guoming would have detained Li Jun for 48 hours, even without any evidence.

But a single phone call from the foreigner forced Song Guoming to back down, and even though he was furious, he had no choice but to let Li Jun leave.

At that moment, Song Guoming felt only anger and resentment, while Li Jun felt only humiliation and absurdity.

"Perhaps, God sent me here so that I could change all of this!"

Li Jun murmured to himself.

At that moment, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit!

……

More than an hour later, at the Kam Tin Rural Association Hall in Yuen Long.

A Crown sedan stopped in front of the clubhouse.

Afterwards, Li Jun, along with Jiu Wenlong, Xu Xi, and Feng Yuxiu, headed towards the entrance of the guild hall.

Nine-Dragon had previously joined the Smiling Tiger's faction. Although Smiling Tiger was beaten so badly by Feng Yuxiu that he could only laugh in his next life, Nine-Dragon was still nominally a member of the East Star.

Li Jun brought Nine-Dragon here this time to find Camel so that Nine-Dragon could switch allegiance back to Hung Hing.

"Li Jun, let me do it. Lao Ding is waiting for you inside."

Lei Yaoyang stood at the entrance of the clubhouse and immediately spoke when he saw Li Jun and the others.

Then, without waiting for Li Jun's reply, he turned and walked into the clubhouse.

Half a minute later, Li Jun met an "old acquaintance" who was as famous as Chiang Tin-sang in the world of gangsters, and they even died in the same movie, Camel.

"Hahaha, Ah Jun, it's been three years, and you're still as handsome as ever."

Camel looked at Li Jun in front of him and laughed loudly.

Li Jun and Dongxing had fought many times in the past and were quite familiar with each other.

"Mr. Luo is just as vigorous as he was three years ago."

Since the camel was being so polite, Li Jun returned the courtesy with a polite remark.

"Ah Jun, you're a very busy person, so I won't chat with you. What brings you all the way to this rural place like Yuen Long to see me?"

Clearly, Camel had no intention of having a long talk with Li Jun.

In fact, before Li Jun arrived, Camel had already thrown a tantrum, cursing Li Jun's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Just like Song Guoming thought, Camel also didn't believe that Thirteen Sister, a woman, could take down Madman Hui and White-haired Old Man.

If Thirteen Sister really had that ability, she would have dominated Portland Street long ago. She wouldn't be relying solely on her own girls to make money, and she would need Han Bin to send people to back her up when she had to fight.

Although the old man and the camel didn't get along, it was Dongxing who lost face, which made the camel very unhappy!