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

Just as Wang Bao rushed out of the dance hall, he bumped right into Chen Guozhong.

Looking behind him, Lu Guanhua and Guo Zichen were holding down the young man from Macau.

The backpack on the ground was torn open, scattering bags of white powder all over the ground.

"Wang Bao! I suspect you're involved in a large-scale drug deal. Come with us!"

Chen Guozhong, expressionless, tucked his ID into his chest, too lazy to even follow the basic procedures, and reached behind him to pull out handcuffs.

"Get lost! I don't have time to play games with you right now!"

Like a raging lion, Wang Bao kicked Chen Guozhong in the chest before Chen Guozhong could even take out the handcuffs.

Chen Guozhong couldn't dodge in time and was kicked to the ground by Wang Bao, his head hitting the floor hard.

With a sudden dizziness, Chen Guozhong managed to get up and found that Wang Bao had already run downstairs.

"Brother Hua, hurry... hurry and chase after him! Keep a close eye on Ah Lok, don't... let anything happen to him!"

Chen Guozhong covered his head and anxiously urged Lu Guanhua, who was coming over to check on the situation, to follow him.

Lu Guanhua was at a loss. He glanced at Chen Guozhong, who was squatting down against the wall, and then at the thugs surging out from the dance floor. He immediately realized that he couldn't delay any longer.

"good!"

Seeing Lu Guanhua following him, Chen Guozhong struggled to take out a walkie-talkie.

I turned the channel, and my vision went completely black.

"The East Kowloon Regional Crime Unit is calling the Mobile Unit. Wang Bao is suspected of resisting arrest for drug trafficking. Requesting... support from the western part of Tak Shing Street..."

At this time, the Jordan gang had already engaged in a large-scale firefight with Wong Po's gang on Tak Shing Street East.

However, the scene on the west side of Decheng Street is quite different.

An Tou Kun and his group of men were lying in wait on the street, but they had not received any orders from Lin Xiaoru to take action.

Lin Xiaoru remained seated at the entrance of the ice room, casually smoking.

Li Xiangdong and the other two stood guard beside him, their expressions stern.

It must be said that although Wang Bao was obese, his agility was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Just as agreed on the phone, he saw Lin Xiaoru in the distance, leading a group of thugs guarding the entrance of the ice cream parlor, laughing and joking at him. His eyes were practically spitting fire.

"Lin Xiaoru! If you dare to cause trouble, you won't be leaving Decheng Street today!"

"Wang Bao! You should think about what will happen after you're gone."

Damn! But you deserve to be childless; nobody's going to take care of you in your old age anyway!

The words "extinction of offspring" pierced Wang Bao's heart like needles, and Wang Bao immediately flew into a rage.

"Damn it! Even if my wife loses a single hair, I'll make you suffer worse than death!"

Just as Wang Bao was about to make threats, Li Weile, who had been lying in wait on the street for a long time, made his move.

He stubbed out his cigarette, gritted his teeth, and bent over, charging towards Wang Bao like an arrow released from a bow.

thump--

Wang Bao was caught off guard and stumbled when Li Weile bumped into him.

As Wang Bao turned his head and glared angrily, Li Weile couldn't help but feel a chill. He was so frightened by Wang Bao's murderous posture that he forgot to draw his gun.

Fortunately, Lu Guanhua caught up from behind and called out from a distance.

"Ah Le, what are you waiting for? Grab him!"

"oh oh!"

Once he came to his senses, Li Weile didn't dare to be careless. He hurriedly pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at Wang Bao's head.

"Hands behind your head, kneel down! You now have the right to remain... Ah—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Bao, his eyes bloodshot, suddenly stretched out his right hand and gripped Li Weile's gun-wielding right hand tightly.

With a loud thud, Li Weile felt as if Wang Bao was about to crush his hand.

Just as the gun was about to fall, Wang Bao grabbed the pistol with his left hand and turned to aim it at Lin Xiaoru at the entrance of the ice room.

"Get out here!"

Li Xiangdong, who had been silent all along, was shocked to see this and immediately stood up, almost reflexively reaching for his waist.

With a corner of his shirt lifted, Lin Xiaoru could see clearly that this guy was actually carrying a Black Star pistol!

"stop!"

boom--

Just as Lin Xiaoru reached out to grab Li Xiangdong, a crisp gunshot rang out.

A bullet, dormant for years and fueled by hatred, was fired from the muzzle of Lu Guanhua's gun, striking Wang Bao squarely in the back of the head.

Wang Bao's action froze at the moment he raised the gun; this brief loss of emotional control led to an irreversible tragedy.

A commotion broke out in the street, with screams, people running away, and some daringly watching from a distance. The sirens of PTU patrol cars could be heard in the distance, creating a chaotic scene.

The last sound Wang Bao heard was the dull thud of himself crashing to the ground.

Even the most cunning person is still just a mortal, and cannot withstand a single bullet.

"That's a wrap!"

Before the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau arrived, Lin Xiaoru stood up and greeted An Tou Kun, who was staring in disbelief.

He then got into the car and left Decheng Street with Li Xiangdong and the others.

……

Lei Yue Mun, a fishing boat sailing out to sea.

As the plane looked at the woman bound to the ship's deck, pleading for her life, it felt a mix of emotions.

He earned his living through violence and had killed women before, but with the gang war imminent, he felt somewhat ashamed to do such a thing now.

"Boss! Please let me go!"

"Let me go, and I can get my husband to give you lots and lots of money!"

Seeing Wang Bao's wife crying her eyes out, Fei Ji couldn't help but frown, but he remained silent, waiting for Lin Xiaoru's phone call.

Seeing that her pleas were in vain, Wang Bao's wife stopped crying.

"I...I'm pregnant, boss. I don't know what kind of conflict you and my husband have."

But I know nothing, my child and I are innocent!

"Shut up, you gossip! You know how to be happy when you're enjoying life with Wang Bao, but when you're suffering, you just pretend to be innocent?"

Look at the Patek Philippe you're wearing, it's worth over a million yuan! How could you not know what your husband does for a living?!

The plane touched its nose. To be honest, it wasn't the kind of person who was completely unscrupulous.

I felt a little reluctant to make things difficult for him, especially since he was a heavily pregnant woman.

Ring ring ring—

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoru called at that moment.

Lin Xiaoru's voice came through the receiver as she pressed the answer button.

"Wang Bao has arranged the plane; we can prepare to return!"

"good!"

After responding, the plane glanced at Wang Bao's wife again before turning its head to the side and speaking.

"By the way, Brother Xiao, it seems Wang Bao's wife is pregnant."

I'm wondering... should I still send her on her way?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Lin Xiaoru's angry voice!

What do you think?!

In the plane's memory, this seemed to be the first time he had ever seen Lin Xiaoru get angry at him.

In a flash of inspiration, the thought became clear.

"learn!"

"Airplane! Don't ask such stupid questions again!"

beep-

After saying that, Lin Xiaoru hung up the phone immediately.

After hanging up the phone, the plane got up and picked up a rope hanging on the cabin wall.

Wang Bao's wife immediately understood, her face contorted, and she instinctively moved her body backward, crying and begging the plane for mercy.

"No! Please let me go! I'll leave Hong Kong Island and never come back, not in this lifetime!"

The plane remained silent.

About two hours later, the fishing boat docked at Lei Yue Mun Pier.

The plane jumped off the ship, lit a cigarette, and left the dock without a word.

A man with a fiery temper, Lao Jia, once said in Mong Kok: "A family is one where everyone is together."