Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 165 Uncle Biao's Helplessness

Uncle De has been in the world for decades and has long believed in his own perception, saving his life many times.

Now I have this bad feeling again, seeing so many people present tonight, I don't care much about it.

How did he know that Uncle Xiang died before him.

Although it is said that loyalty is the first priority in everything in the club, if one person dies, apart from good relationships, there are really not many sad people.

Uncle Xiang was several decades old. Except for Uncle De who was a little sad, the others had no life-threatening friendships. If it was said who killed him, they might all rush to take revenge.

But now that he is dead like this, apart from helping with the funeral arrangements, he has nothing to do with them.

After a young man called the police, everyone went out, including Zhixing.

Uncle De and the middle-aged man have never been able to think of a way to kill them silently.

After leaving the lobby, other people in the bar also got the news, the music stopped, and the drinkers also stopped.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie ran over. He must be the manager!

Zhixing didn't care about anything else, only keeping an eye on Uncle De and the middle-aged man. Maybe after the police came, it wouldn't be good to kill him, and it might be regarded as challenging the police.

No matter what, the police are the foundation of Hong Kong's prosperity and stability, and there is no need to provoke them.

I thought I couldn't kill them tonight, and when I wanted to leave, I saw the middle-aged man walking into the bar.

Now the people in the bar are walking around, watching the excitement, except for a few waiters chatting at the bar counter, there is no one on the other tables.

Maybe he wants to sit on a table!

Suddenly a glass on the table fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces. The glass was too thick, and Zhixing exerted a lot of strength.

The middle-aged man not far away was startled, seeing that only one cup was broken, and wanted to leave to another table.

At this time, something stirred his feet suddenly, and he was so strong that he couldn't stabilize his body, and fell on the glass shards. He didn't see a sharp piece of shards that inexplicably hardened and was inserted into the glass. on the front neck.

He didn't scream, and lay on the ground without moving.

The whole process was watched by a few male waiters at the bar, and many people watching the excitement outside also saw it.

They thought it was just a fall, and they didn't see the cup on the table fall to the ground, so many people would smile heartily.

After a while, I didn't see him getting up. Two younger brothers who might be his came over, each trying to help him up.

"Ah!" The two younger brothers shouted.

Put the middle-aged man on the ground again, and hastily walked a few steps away.

"What's wrong!" Uncle De came over and asked loudly.

"Dead...dead...dead!" one of the younger brothers said in a hurry and panic.

"Dead?" Uncle De also hurried up a few steps and turned the middle-aged man upside down, with a piece of glass stuck in his neck.

Now that the blood was pouring out, an old Jianghu like Uncle De was so frightened that he took a few steps back, bumped into another table, and another wine glass fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Uncle De's hands seemed to have slipped and he fell backwards. A sharp piece of glass stood up and inserted into the back of his head. He looked at the ceiling with his eyes wide open and became motionless.

A woman not far away yelled, "Ah..." and ran out.

The bar manager and other cheerful people saw clearly and came over.

You don't need to look to know that you are dead.

His eyes were wide open, he didn't move, and blood flowed out on the ground.

The sound of the police car came, and the remaining members of the association ran out as if they had found the backbone.

"Hey, why is it him again?"

It was so dazzling to see the short and fat Uncle Biao bring a few people in, and he was wearing a police uniform with two flowers on his shoulders.

"By the way, last time it seemed that I was walking a few blocks away. Not far away was the old factory building. It doesn't seem strange to be on his site again!"

Thinking about it, Zhixing didn't care about it anymore, walked outside, and showed his figure when he saw no one.

Uncle Biao came and was shocked. Didn't he say that a gangster was dead? How come three more gangsters were killed?

"Big disaster!"

First of all, Uncle Biao didn't want to know how they died, but he only knew that even if no other groups attacked, He Xing himself would be in chaos.

Is there any young and Dangerous boy who doesn't want to be in the top position, and whoever fights for the position, doesn't make a bloody storm for a while first.

"Hey, I'm busy!"

Sitting on the sofa in front of a table, Uncle Biao shook his head and thought.

"what's the situation?"

After a while, a police officer asked other people at the scene, Uncle Biao asked.

"One was killed by beer, and the two here fell and fell on the glass, and died!"

The policeman pointed to two people hiding on the ground not far away, and said.

"Do you believe it? Swallow to death, this cup is so thick, how did it break?" Uncle Biao picked up a cup and said.

"I know it's impossible, how could it be such a coincidence, but everyone at the scene said they saw it." The police officer said.

"Okay, go get busy!" Uncle Biao said with a wave of his hand.

Uncle Biao knew at a glance that so many people at the scene did not see the murderer, which is very abnormal. None of the few people who died today was normal.

Jumping off a building, drowning in the bathtub, drinking beer and swallowing to death, and two of them fell and fell on the glass. No matter how you look at it, it feels very inconsistent.

Five bosses, big and small, died in one day. It is conceivable that Hexingshe did not know what kind of trouble would arise.

The more Uncle Biao thought about it, the more he sighed, he finally only got two flowers, don't lose one, and I don't know how long it will take.

Although it is easy to make meritorious service in the serious crime team, it is not easy to be promoted.

Zhi Xing knew about his promotion process.

Super cop Chen Jiaju is omnipotent in "Police Story", he can't be beaten to death and he doesn't get tired, but how does he fare in the workplace of Hong Kong police?

In "Police Story" in 1985, when Chen Jiaju was filming the recruitment advertisement of the police station, it could be seen that the police rank was Sha Zhan of Sanjochai.

In 1988's "Police Story Sequel", he was still the sheriff and saw the police rank when he was transferred to the traffic inspection car.

By the time "Police Story 1992: Super Cop" was released in 3, he was already an inspector, commonly known as Two Flowers.

In "Police Story 1996: Simple Mission" in 4, he finally changed into a police uniform when the prisoner was handed over on the nuclear submarine, and was promoted to the chief inspector of Sanlihua, commonly known as the chief gang.

That is to say, Hong Kong's most capable super policeman took 12 years of hard work before he was promoted from sheriff to chief inspector, a total of 5 levels.

Uncle Biao has always been Chan Ka Kui's boss. He was just an inspector of two flowers at the beginning; the second and third two parts did not explain, and in the fourth part "Simple Mission", he has been promoted to senior police superintendent by 4 ranks.

Lin Sir, Uncle Biao's boss, was the chief inspector of Sanlihua in the first episode; there was no change in the second episode, and someone else played the role in the third episode.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, Uncle Biao and Sir Lin are no match for Chen Jiaju, but in terms of management skills and leadership skills, they are more than enough to be Chen Jiaju's bosses, otherwise they would not be promoted so quickly.

(End of this chapter)