Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

In the Kwun Tong area, all the thugs who were there to watch the shows had come out, and the one leading them was none other than the boatman, On Tou Kwan.

However, although he lacked momentum, seeing the plane clutching its wound and leaning against the wall, his confidence had already weakened somewhat.

Fortunately, they outnumbered A-Jie and managed to scare him away, thus saving the plane's life.

Ah Jie quickly retreated to the nightclub entrance, glancing out of the corner of his eye at a corner of Decheng Street, as if he saw someone he was wary of. He then sheathed his dagger and strode back into the nightclub.

A black Toyota drove up from the east side of Decheng Street.

Senior Inspector Chan Kwok-chung of the Kowloon Regional Crime Unit was sitting in his car with three trusted subordinates, keeping a close eye on the movements at the entrance of the Lido Nightclub.

"Brother Chung, the PTU guys are calling you, asking if you need backup?"

Li Weile, a subordinate, handed a walkie-talkie to Chen Guozhong. Chen Guozhong did not say anything, but simply took the walkie-talkie and turned the tuning button.

With a hiss, he shut down the walkie-talkie.

"Ah Le, tell the blue-hat guy to mind his own business!"

If the people from Wo Shing FC can kill Wong Po tonight, we'll go pop some champagne to celebrate!

Lu Guanhua, sitting in the passenger seat, offered Chen Guozhong a cigarette, clearly adopting a spectator's attitude.

Just as Chen Guozhong was lighting a cigarette, Guo Zichen, who was sitting in the back seat with Li Weile, received a phone call.

The call connected, and Guo Zichen made two "uh-huh" sounds before hanging up and leaning forward.

"Brother Chung, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) people are here!"

Chen Guozhong, who had been calm just moments before, immediately changed his expression.

Which group?

"He Zhiyong's team from Group B is led by a new recruit. He Zhiyong wants you to give him face and not make things too awkward between the two groups tonight!"

Chen Guozhong held a cigarette in his mouth, the flickering light casting shadows on his face.

After a while, a commotion broke out at the entrance of the Lido Nightclub.

Chen Guozhong rolled down the car window.

"Never mind all that, let's see how things go!"

At this moment, at the entrance of Lido Nightclub, An Tou Kun had already led his men to help Fei Ji away and arranged for a van to take him to the hospital to see a doctor.

However, a number of arrogant and domineering gangsters have already flocked to all sides of Tak Shing Street.

This group of people all started working with Wang Bao. As soon as they heard the news, they rushed out like bees.

Someone came in such a hurry that they didn't have time to grab their tools; they just grabbed a wine bottle and came over!

An Tou Kun's face darkened. Seeing that the enemy outnumbered his own by at least twice, he immediately felt apprehensive.

"You bunch of bastards, daring to cause trouble on Tak Shing Street, don't you know what's good for you?!"

"Useless trash, what's your name?"

"Shocked? If you're scared, just kneel down and admit defeat!"

A group of thugs surrounded An Tou Kun and his men.

An Tou Kun and his men were surrounded at the alley entrance, and they were caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to run or fight back.

Lin Xiaoru only instructed him to lead men to rescue the plane and then temporarily retreat. He didn't expect Wang Bao's men to be mobilized so efficiently.

The doorman at the nightclub gave a whistle, and hundreds of people swarmed around.

"I'm from Wo Shing Pharma, and I work for Lam Siu-yu in Kwun Tong!"

"Oh! What the hell are you doing coming all the way from Kwun Tong to Tak Shing Street?"

"Your boss just took office today, are you preparing for a funeral after celebrating your new position?!"

Even after An Tou Kun finished his rant, a blond-haired guy carrying a steel pipe walked out from the crowd, looked An Tou Kun up and down, and continued his sarcastic trash talk.

Seeing that Xiangduo couldn't intimidate the other party, Antou Kun thought to himself that things were going badly.

Even if I get struck dead here today, I'll just have to grit my teeth and keep going.

"You little brat! I'm warning you not to talk nonsense..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Kill him!"

Before An Tou Kun could finish speaking, he was kicked in the chest by the blond-haired thug, who then brandished a steel pipe and was about to start a fight.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, An Tou Kun immediately steeled his heart, drew his fish knife, and was about to lead his men to fight.

Whether we can win tonight is another matter. If we retreat without a fight, we'll embarrass the newly appointed big boss, and he won't even be qualified to fish in Lei Yue Mun anymore!

boom--

Just as tensions were running high, a loud gunshot immediately silenced the commotion.

The two gangs, who were about to clash, were startled and turned to look in the direction from which the gunshots came.

A young man stood in front of a Honda car, holding a .38 pistol with wisps of smoke rising from the muzzle.

"Alright, Jiasheng, put the gun away to prevent accidental discharge!"

Another person climbed out of the Honda. The gangsters present immediately recognized him as Ho Chi-yung, a senior inspector from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) who was in charge of the Yau Ma Tei area.

He Zhiyong skillfully hung his ID around his neck and swaggered between the two groups.

Pointing at the two groups of people, he shouted loudly.

"Everyone, put your hands behind your heads and squat down. We suspect you're involved in triad-related organized crime. Show us your ID cards!"

An Tou Kun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. With the police officer giving him a way out, he was relieved.

But Wang Bao's people clearly had more dealings with police officers.

The blond-haired lad who had led the group earlier looked disdainful and dropped the steel pipe in his hand.

"Sir, which eye of yours saw us engaging in... what kind of bullshit organized crime activities?"

"The brothers and I went out for a late-night snack, and you're going to tell us what to do?!"

"You idiot, still trying to talk tough? Show me your ID!"

Li Jiasheng, who was behind He Zhiyong, was obviously furious and immediately stepped forward to press down on Huang Maozi's head.

The blond-haired guy was annoyed, so he turned his head and shoved the young man across the face.

He then pulled out his ID card and glared at her.

"Don't touch me, or I'll report you for harassment!"

"Here's my ID. Check it and get out of here. Don't keep me from eating!"

"You fucking bastard!"

Li Jiasheng, who was almost overthrown, immediately flew into a rage and slapped the blond-haired boy across the face.

"The Yan family shovel, the policeman is amazing, isn't he?"

"So the police can beat people up all they want!"

……

The slap caused immediate chaos at the scene.

"Shut up!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, He Zhiyong had no choice but to draw his sidearm from his waist.

The fact that they didn't want to draw their guns had no deterrent effect whatsoever; the group of thugs only got more excited.

"Shoot me! You trash, shoot me!"

"If you're too scared to fire, just shove the gun in your pants and shoot birds!"

……

He Zhiyong felt helpless; he realized he shouldn't have come to join in the fun tonight.

Since Lin Xiaoru had just taken over, he came over tonight with Li Jiasheng, specifically to register at Wo Luen Shing.

Unexpectedly, Li Jiasheng, a newcomer, acted too impulsively and directly clashed with Wang Bao and his group.

As a veteran officer of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), he hated dealing with Wang Bao and his gang the most. They were impossible to intimidate; they were all lawless and reckless young men.

"Officer Ho, it's been a long time since I've seen you brandishing knives and guns on my turf!"

Just when the situation was getting out of control, a steady figure emerged from the Lido nightclub.

In an instant, all the gangsters fell silent.

The group of thugs quickly moved aside, making way for a passage.

Wang Bao walked out, holding two ornamental walnuts in his hands and expressionless.

"Who hit him?"

Upon seeing the henchman whose left cheek was swollen from being punched by Li Jiasheng, Wang Bao turned around and scanned the several O-Triad policemen. His eyes sharpened, and he suddenly exerted force with his right hand.

With a crisp crack, the walnut in my hand was crushed to pieces.

He Zhiyong stepped forward.

"Fatty, don't be so arrogant!"

A thief is a thief; he can't outsmart the police!

Wang Bao's eyes were cold as he looked at He Zhiyong.

"You're calling me a thief?"

"You've fallen!"

Just as Wang Bao finished speaking, a wine bottle flew out from the crowd and hit Li Jiasheng squarely on the back.

Li Jiasheng cried out in pain and turned around in terror, only to find a group of agitated gangsters behind him.

"I threw this bottle, arrest me, you bastard!"

"I did it! Arrest me!"

"Arrest me, I'll fuck your mother!"

bang bang bang-

Three more sharp gunshots rang out, but the shots were not fired by He Zhiyong's group.

Chen Guozhong led his team through the crowd, striding to the steps of the nightclub. Holding a gun in his right hand, he swept the dark muzzle across a group of gangsters.

This completely intimidated the gangsters on Tak Shing Street, and no one dared to speak up anymore.

Everyone in Decheng Street knows that Chen Guozhong is Wang Bao's mortal enemy, and most importantly, this guy actually dares to fire a gun!

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoru, who had been sitting in the Mercedes, rolled up the car window.

"Stop looking at Tai-bao, it's time to go back and prepare the insurance money!"