Axe Jun just opened his mouth to ask his confidant to see what happened outside, when suddenly the door of his room was kicked open with great force, and then several men with cold faces appeared in front of Axe Jun.

These men were like fighting machines, and they didn't give Axe Jun any time to react. Two of them rushed to Aniu, two rushed to Abao, another bodyguard of Axe Jun, and the last two rushed to Axe Jun.

"Damn it!"

On the other end of the phone, Xu Huayan, who was in the villa in Mount Kellett, heard Axe Jun's curse, and his face changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly:

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Axe Jun's shrill scream came from the receiver of the phone. At this moment, Xu Huayan's face looked uglier than his mother's death.

Then, the phone seemed to be broken by someone. After a sharp noise, a busy tone of "beep beep" came into Xu Huayan's ears.

"Pah~"

Xu Huayan slammed the receiver heavily on the phone, then quickly picked up the mobile phone next to him and dialed a number.

"Zhiyong, it's me, Xu Huayan. The people of Hongxing are crazy and actually attacked my people first. We, Xinji, will fight back against Hongxing tonight."

After the call was connected, Xu Huayan didn't care about being polite to Zhang Zhiyong, and directly told Zhang Zhiyong that Xinji was going to take action in advance.

"Mr. Xu, what happened? Why are you so angry?"

Hearing Xu Huayan's words, Zhang Zhiyong hurriedly asked.

"Our Xinji's Shuanghua Honggun, the person in charge of the Tsim Sha Tsui area, Futoujun, just fell..."

Xu Huayan said slowly.

"Futoujun, so fast..."

At this point, Zhang Zhiyong realized that what he said was a bit hurtful to Xu Huayan, and immediately changed his words, "Mr. Xu, since you Xinji took action, then our Number Gang will naturally take action together."

"Okay!"

Xu Huayan gritted his teeth and said.

Afterwards, Xu Huayan hung up Zhang Zhiyong's phone and dialed the number of Deng Wei from Heliansheng.

Soon, the news that Xinji's place in Tsim Sha Tsui was swept and Shuanghua Honggun Axe Jun was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment after his limbs were broken was like a volcano hitting the earth, sweeping the entire Hong Kong Island underworld in an instant.

That night, the Kowloon Regional Headquarters Building.

In the O Ji office.

"What? Why, why don't we O Ji care about these things? Damn, the people from Xinji, the Number Gang, and Heliansheng have already started to move, and the whole Kowloon is about to be in chaos. Tell me, if we don't move at this time, when will we move!"

Song Guoming, the chief inspector of the Kowloon O Ji, was excited and vented his emotions into the phone microphone.

Half an hour ago, Song Guoming received a call from the police saying that a vicious case had occurred in Tsim Sha Tsui and Xinji Axe Jun's place was smashed.

At that time, Song Guoming wanted to go to the police, but was stopped by Superintendent Kwong Wai-ming, the commander of the Kowloon Regional Organized Crime and Triads.

At that time, the reason given by Kwong Wai-ming was that this level of case should be under the jurisdiction of Yau Tsim Police Station.

Then, a series of calls to the police were transferred to Song Guoming. Song Guoming was shocked to find that in just 20 minutes, all of Axe Jun's territory in Tsim Sha Tsui was swept by someone. Even in the last call he received, even Axe Jun's place in Tsim Sha Tsui, Tiangong Nightclub, was smashed.

Song Guoming completely realized that this was definitely done by Hongxing. The current situation of the underworld in Hong Kong Island is that three strong forces are against one superpower. The only society that can get rid of Axe Jun, who has been in Tsim Sha Tsui for ten years, in less than half an hour is Hongxing.

Moreover, Song Guoming knew that if Hongxing took action, San Kee, the Number Gang, and He Liansheng would definitely take action as well. If these four societies were not dealt with in the embryonic stage before the war started, it would be very likely that there would be a melee among societies in all regions of Hong Kong Island.

At that time, the whole of Hong Kong Island would be in chaos. Song Guoming felt his scalp tingling just thinking about that scene.

Therefore, without a moment's hesitation, Song Guoming directly contacted his superior Kuang Huiming and asked him to apply to his superiors to mobilize the stormtroopers and mobile forces, contact the Hong Kong Island Region and the New Territories Region, and the three regions would work together to suppress the upcoming society war.

However, what Song Guoming never expected was that Kuang Huiming actually asked him not to care and let the four societies of Hongxing, San Kee, He Liansheng, and the Number Gang fight.

This is why Song Guoming just exploded.

On the other end of the phone, Kuang Huiming, who was being scolded by his subordinates, also had a very ugly face. It was not that he didn't want to intervene. The upper echelons of the police force, including Deputy Director Chen Taoran and Chief Inspector of the Organized Crime and Triad Society Li Wenbin, had informed him that before the collapse of Hongxing, the police force, especially the Organized Crime and Triad Society, could not intervene in the fights between the societies. After hearing this, Kuang Huiming knew that it must be the foreigners above who were permanently expelling the Hongxing gangs.After killing Li Jun, he felt that it was not enough and wanted to kill Li Jun. This illegal thing was not easy for Kuang Huiming to tell Song Guoming, and he was scolded.

"Song Guoming, remember, the police force is a record department, and obeying the orders of superiors is an iron rule. If you still think you are a cop, follow my orders!"

Kuang Huiming was very upset after being scolded by Song Guoming. He directly used his superior status to pressure Song Guoming, and hung up the phone after saying this.

"Beep beep beep~"

"Pah! !

Listening to the busy tone coming from the receiver, Song Guoming directly slammed the receiver heavily on the phone, and cursed angrily: "Fuck!"

After taking a few deep breaths and calming down for a few minutes, Song Guoming picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

"Uncle Jiang, it's me. "

This time, Song Guoming's caller was his uncle, Qin Jiang, the assistant commander of the Kowloon Region.

"Guoming, I've been waiting for your call."

Qin Jiang's voice came from the receiver.

"Uncle Jiang, I..."

"Guoming, I know what you want to say. Hong Kong Island will be in chaos these days. If you feel that you can't stand it, just take a few days off. Write a note tomorrow and give it to me directly. I will give you a special approval."

Song Guoming was interrupted by Qin Jiang as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Uncle Jiang, why? Isn't it the duty of our police force to maintain the stability of Hong Kong Island? Why do we know that Hong Kong Island is going to be in chaos, but our police force has to deceive ourselves and pretend that we don't know?"

Song Guoming's face was full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction.

"Guoming, Hong Kong Island is the Hong Kong Island of the foreigners after all. Usually, when no one violates their interests, they pretend to respect the rule of law and the law, but if someone really violates their interests, the rule of law is just a joke. "

At this point, Qin Jiang sighed deeply, and then continued, "Guoming, remember, the law is a tool in the hands of the rulers. When they want to use it, the law is supreme. When they don't want to use it, it is just a piece of waste paper."

After hearing Qin Jiang's words, Song Guoming closed himself up, holding the microphone, and remained silent for a long time.

The three views he had formed over decades seemed to be completely shattered at this moment. The Hong Kong Island of rule of law and democracy that he once thought of, and the identity of law enforcer that he was once proud of, now seem to be just a joke, a complete joke.

"Guoming, take a break for a while, you are not suitable for work in this state."

On the other end of the phone, Qin Jiang seemed to see Song Guoming's appearance at this time, and slowly spoke.

"Uncle Jiang, really, is there really no way?"

After listening to Qin Jiang's words, Song Guoming asked. At this moment, the expression on his face was like a drowning person trying to grab the last straw.

"Adapt to all this, work hard to climb up, and when you get to a high enough position, maybe you can change, maybe. "

Qin Jiang wanted to comfort Song Guoming, but he didn't even believe it. He sighed and said slowly, "Guoming, write a note for leave."

Song Guoming didn't know how he hung up the phone. He walked to the French window of the office in a daze, looking at the prosperous night view of Hong Kong Island outside the window, but at this moment, this familiar scene made him feel so strange.

"Policeman? Maintaining law and order? Joke!"

Song Guoming showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, and then he reached out to take off the police officer's certificate hanging around his neck.

However, the moment his hand touched the ribbon, he seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, stuck to the window, and looked up at the deep night sky.

"Li Jun, what would you do now?"

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