Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 276 I Have Received Professional Training, Unless I Can't Help It

It's exactly seven thirty in the evening.

Saigon Police Station.

yard.

Under the flickering police lights, there were a lot of police officers standing inside and outside, covering the entire courtyard, extending all the way to the outside of the police station.

In addition to the internal personnel of these police stations, the Flying Tigers were temporarily dispatched to support.

This battle is unprecedented in scale.

The operation was kept secret in advance, except for Mo Sir's core direct troops, no one was notified in advance, and the police officers present were all looking at each other, and they didn't know what was going on tonight.

As the person in charge of this operation, Mo Sir waved his hand, and the many police officers who were talking in low voices all fell silent, and countless eyes focused on him, waiting for his lecture.

"set off!"

Mo Sir shouted angrily.

No nonsense, concise and crude.

immediately.

All the personnel were divided into four groups and followed their respective leaders, quickly got into the police car, and drove out in a mighty manner, the yard suddenly became empty again.

"Inspector Mo"

Qiu Xiong looked at the quiet and empty courtyard, licked his face and came to Sir Mo, took out a cigarette and handed him a cigarette: "What's going on tonight, why didn't anyone inform our group."

Even he, Qiu Xiong, has not personally participated in such a big battle.

The huge scene told him that his actions tonight must be extraordinary, and he had to follow suit no matter what, not to mention the credit, at least he had to remember his name.

Moreover.

Song Zijie has become the leader of the night operation team, and his level is much higher than him, so he must be in a team no matter what.

"what"

Mo Sir glanced at the cigarette that Qiu Xiong handed over, and did not refuse to take it. He spun the logo on the cigarette with the light: "Not bad, Sir Qiu smokes such a good cigarette."

"A gift from a friend, a gift from a friend, hehe."

Qiu Xiong nodded and bowed with a smiling face, and asked again: "For such a big operation, as the person in charge of a group, I have to participate in it no matter what. Punishment is such a big thing, how can I do it without me, Qiu Xiong. "

Mo Sir glanced sideways at Chou Xiong, and gleefully took a mouthful of his cigarette: "Chou Sir wants to go too?"

"It's a must!"

Qiu Xiong nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice: "How can I miss such a dangerous matter? At the critical moment, my brothers are all taking risks to charge out, how can I retreat."

"I, Qiu Xiong, have always been at odds with evil."

"Ha ha."

Mo Sir looked at Qiu Xiong's posture, and leaned forward: "Are you sure you want to participate?"

"I am willing to take my people to the front!"

Chou Xiong patted his chest and made a promise: "We are the ones who take the lead."

"Tonight's operation is very dangerous. It hasn't been long since you were injured last time. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to let you go out now?"

Mo Sir flicked the cigarette ash, and looked at Chou Xiong with a smile: "I think it's better to forget it, anyway, I'm going to go there myself, so you can rest at home."

Done.

Mo Sir stamped out the cigarette butt in his hand, and was about to step out.

"Hey hey"

Qiu Xiong immediately stood in front of Mo Sir, how could he let him leave.

He stretched out his right hand and made an elbow flexion, showing off his biceps: "Don't worry, Sir, my injury has healed a long time ago. I've been busy for a while, so I must let me participate tonight." action."

"Besides, you are much more valuable than me. How can I let you lead the team to the front? Just leave it to me. I will lead the team and you can supervise the battle from behind."

Qiu Xiong's purpose is very clear.

The swearing-in meeting just now, based on his own observation, although everyone went out with guys.

But some people didn't even wear body armor, which meant that although the operation tonight was large in scale, the danger factor was not high.

Even if you take a step back.

There are so many people involved in the operation tonight, each of them can drown the criminals with a mouthful of saliva, how can it be said that the risk is very high.

and so.

He wanted to participate no matter what.

This is the credit of the nail in the nail, how can we just let it go.

"Hehe, if there is nothing wrong with Qiu Sir, then it's not impossible on my side."

Mo Sir looked at Chou Xiong who swears, squeezed his head and wanted to get inside, almost didn't laugh, he waved his hand reservedly, cleared his throat and said:

"Chou Sir is also the leader of the Serious Crime Squad after all, and his ability is obvious to all. He is also under my command. Tonight's action is so big, it seems a bit unreasonable not to let you participate."

"Where is the talent, dare not dare!"

Qiu Xiong nodded again and again, with a smile on his face: "Thank you Mo Sir for giving me the opportunity."

Although he knew that this was a scene, but as long as he could get some credit, it was not a big problem.

"That's fine."

Mo Sir waved his hand and directly gave an instruction: "Go and organize your subordinates, and leave in 3 minutes."

"Ok!"

With his back straight, Qiu Xiong saluted Sir Mo, and went down to greet his people in high spirits. Within a minute, everything was packed, and he set off with Sir Mo.

He was in the same car as Mo Sir, looked at Mo Sir who was sitting in the co-pilot and said, "Inspector Mo, what are you doing at night, we dispatched so many people."

"Big battle, big action."

Mo Sir stopped short, without specifying what was going on: "A large-scale purge was carried out by all teams at the same time."

"more specific?"

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask this. Don't you know Sir Qiu, this operation is classified as a high-level secret, and you will know it when you get there."

"OK."

Qiu Xiong smiled awkwardly, moved his buttocks and found a comfortable position leaning against the seat.

inadvertently.

He saw the Flying Tigers' car in the rearview mirror, his expression froze suddenly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and his Adam's apple moved: "Mo Sir, is the Flying Tigers behind us following us?"

"Are they with us?"

"Ah, yes, what else?"

Mo Sir nodded his head as a matter of course: "Otherwise, why do you think I lead the team personally? It's an important scene anyway."

"I"

Qiu Xiong's lips twitched, his expression inexplicably awkward.

At this moment, he scolded his mother in his heart.

Hit the street!
What kind of existence is the Flying Tigers? With their actions on the field, the risk factor is not so fucking dangerous.

He thought the Flying Tigers were on other missions, but who knew that Sir would personally lead the most dangerous team?
I was fucking careless.

Misjudgment.

He was eager to ask to participate in the action just now, so he didn't think too much about this issue.

When gathering his subordinates, he was even more afraid that Mo Sir would leave first and not take him to play, so he didn't even wear a body armor.

He remembered his last injury again.

When chasing the robbers, he was almost beaten to death because he was not wearing a bulletproof vest. If Mo Sir's emergency brake had not saved him, his ashes would have been melted by now.

Since then, he has attached great importance to body armor.

"what happened?"

The corner of Mo Sir's mouth was raised slightly, and he looked at Qiu Xiong with a playful smile: "Are you afraid, Sir? It's okay, if you are afraid, just tell me, you can take your people out of the car now."

"Okay no no no."

Chou Xiong almost blurted out his agreement, and then shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, how is it possible, I, Qiu Xiong, is also the leader of the serious crime team after all, how could such a small gesture scare me."

In fact, he really wanted to go down.

But if this goes on, the reputation of being cowardly and afraid of death will spread in the police station tomorrow.

"Yes, how could I be afraid."

the end.

He cheered himself up again talking to himself.

"Hahaha"

Mo Sir raised his head and laughed loudly, looked at Qiu Xiong in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "It's naturally the best for Sir Qiu to think so, and I look forward to your performance in a while."

"Hehehe"

Qiu Xiong gave a dry laugh, his expression as if he had eaten thick phlegm.

The car suddenly fell silent.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Qiu Xiong was not idle either, his eyes wandered around in the car, and finally fell on his confidant younger brother beside him, looking straight at the younger brother.

Precisely.

It fell on the body armor on the younger brother.

"Qiu Sir, why are you looking at me?"

The younger brother was horrified by Qiu Xiong's eyes, and moved his body unconsciously to the side, opening the distance from Qiu Xiong.

"Cough cough."

Qiu Xiong coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "Then what, I see that the bulletproof vest on your body is different from the ones I have seen before."

"what?"

The younger brother was taken aback when he heard this.

He subconsciously looked down at the body armor on his body.

Really?

What's the difference?

no.

"I don't feel any difference."

The younger brother was a little confused, so after confirming that there was no difference, he said in a firm tone: "Yes, it is the previous bulletproof vest, exactly the same, without any changes, the original model."

"Fart, it's just different, I can still see it wrong!"

Qiu Xiong immediately became anxious, and urged him quickly: "Hurry up, take it off and show it to me, I want to take a good look at it."

"I am the leader of the serious crime team. If I don't even know what the body armor looks like or what changes have been made, it will be embarrassing if people find out."

As he spoke, he reached out to fiddle with the bulletproof vest on his younger brother.

"..."

The younger brother looked bewildered, and began to take off the bulletproof vest on his body with some grievances.

I kept thinking in my mind, is there any difference?

Are my eyes blind?

The boss is indeed the boss, and even the slight changes in the style of the body armor can be seen.

The younger brother took off the body armor and handed it to Qiu Xiong.

Qiu Xiong reached out to take the bulletproof vest, without even looking at it, he quickly put it on himself, the movement was extremely skillful, and the skill made people feel distressed.

Full of desire to survive.

"vomit"

When approving the bulletproof vest, Qiu Xiong retched, endured his nausea and quickly put on the bulletproof vest: "Fighting the street, you are from Hong Kong, how could there be such a strong smell, I am so disgusted! "

"..."

The little brother smiled awkwardly: "A little bit of body odor, body odor, hehehe."

"Go to treatment as soon as possible, as soon as possible!"

Qiu Xiong rolled his eyes, and after saying a word, he turned sideways and looked out the window.

call.
After wearing a bulletproof vest, I felt more at ease all of a sudden.

"Ok?"

The younger brother was still waiting, but after seeing Qiu Xiong put on the bulletproof vest, he immediately stopped moving and had no intention of returning it to himself.

And
After Qiu Sir asked for the bulletproof vest, he didn't seem to have looked at the bulletproof vest at all, and just put it on himself in a sloppy motion.

"That. Hate Sir"

The younger brother cautiously reached out and stabbed Qiu Xiong's arm.

"Don't pull me!"

Chou Xiong shook his finger away impatiently: "Go aside and cool off."

The little brother was even more aggrieved, and said word by word: "No, Qiu Sir, this is my bulletproof vest. You have finished reading it and tried it on. Should you give it back to me?"

"I'm too lazy to take it off."

Chou Xiong insisted, and refused straight away: "I'm a little tired now, so don't bother me anymore."

"I"

"This is an order!"

The younger brother still wanted to speak, but was immediately blocked by Qiu Xiong: "Why, you want to disobey? I haven't even disliked your Hong Kong feet yet." He rolled his eyes impatiently.

The younger brother was speechless and choked: "That's body odor, not Hong Kong foot."

"To shut up!"

Qiu Xiong rolled his eyes and stopped looking at his younger brother.

"..."

In my heart, I felt a grievance and a response.

At this moment, he finally reacted.

Qiu Xiong didn't wear a bulletproof vest, so he came here for his own bulletproof vest from the very beginning. Not to mention snatching the bulletproof vest away, he also disliked himself for having body odor.

This is like:

Everyone has to do things, I only have one umbrella, and at the critical moment, you fucking said you would borrow my umbrella to take a look, and after looking at it, you put it on yourself, and you still think that the umbrella is not ultra-thin enough.

Damn it.

Simply murderous!
"Hate Sir, I think"

The younger brother felt that he should be able to save it: "That's the bulletproof vest I received, I"

"To shut up!"

Qiu Xiong growled.

This little guy is simply too blind!

"Pfft!"

Sitting in the co-pilot and driver's cab, Mo Sir and the driver witnessed the whole process, and burst out laughing without holding back.

"Cough cough."

Mo Sir picked up the mineral water beside him and took a sip, looked at Qiu Xiong with a cold face in the rearview mirror: "I'm sorry, Qiu Xiong, I have received professional training, and I usually don't know how to laugh. Unless you can't help it"

"Hahaha"

Hearty laughter penetrated the car window and drifted out.

Don't say it yet.

After going out like this, the atmosphere in the car became inexplicably much lighter, and Qiu Xiong's original feeling of depression about the imminent battle was eliminated a lot.

Of course.

It was because he was busy dissatisfied with his younger brother and diverted his mind, coupled with the double blessing of the bulletproof vest from the younger brother's unique smell, so this relieved the tension and felt relaxed.

····
It's exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

In an inconspicuous detached villa.

Uncle Da, Uncle Biao, and Uncle Hua were sitting around the table, analyzing the current situation of the Bai F market in Saigon, and discussing how to deal with this sudden change.

suddenly.

The door was knocked open from the outside.

"police!"

Song Zijie, who was holding a [-], rushed in immediately, pointing his gun at the three of them: "Don't move, put your head in your hands and squat down!"

After he shouted.

The six police officers who followed rushed in at once, aiming their guns with live ammunition in an instant.

"..."

Uncle Da's complexion changed, and several people looked at each other, and then knelt down with their heads in their hands with skillful movements.

"Cuffed!"

Song Zijie gave an order, and the police officers rushed up immediately.

"What are you doing!"

"It's illegal for us to gather together!"

"Parties are certainly not illegal."

Song Zijie's handcuffs got stuck into Uncle Da's wrist, and he specially stuck two more buckles inside: "But, it's against the law to sell and buy BF, you'd better go there for this party!"

"Coincidentally, the four of them were originally caught together, but now it's good, the three of them together will save me from running away."

Uncle Da instantly analyzed the huge information in Song Zijie's words. Although his face did not change, his eyes obviously dodged a few times, looking at Uncle Biao and the others.

"Is there some misunderstanding!"

"That's right, we don't understand what you are talking about!"

"We are all in our 60s. If you say we sell F, believe it or not, I will sue you for defamation!"

The three immediately refuted.

"Chaozhou guy, blind snake, silly mark!"

Song Zijie grinned: "None of these three people can escape. He was doing things for you, but they were all arrested. What are you still pretending to be here!"

"joke!"

Uncle Da felt relieved when he heard this: "I want to see what you can do with us!"

"I'm calling a lawyer right now!"

In Uncle Da's eyes, the three big bosses in charge of bulk cargo that Song Zijie mentioned are just the outermost gangsters who are used to attract police firepower. They hide behind the scenes, and they hide deeply.

Even if the three of them betrayed the water, it is impossible for the police to find them out.

and so.

He didn't panic at all.

talking.

Uncle Da was struggling to get the chicken next to him, but Song Zijie slapped him on the hand, and slapped his outstretched hand back with a clear and clear voice. .

"Young boy, don't be too absolute!"

Uncle Da stared at Song Zijie with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and threatened, "I have money, and a lot of it. My lawyer will release me on bail soon. Believe it or not, I will go in after I come out." That person will be you!"

"I'll let you pull off this layer of skin on your body, begging me to let you go!"

"What are you thinking, thinking that you will be fine? Threatening me?!"

Song Zijie sneered, and met his gaze: "Do you think we will arrest you without evidence?! Yao Changqing is still in Henglian right now?"

"Someone is looking for him now, and none of the four of you can escape!"

"Ha ha!"

Uncle Da sneered and stood where he was, motionless: "I won't leave, drag me out if you have the ability! I can sue you! The poor guy is amazing, rush to the street!"

"HSBC, the account is."

"Standard Chartered Bank, the account is."

Song Zijie opened his mouth, and proficiently reported several bank accounts: "I wonder if you can explain the transaction flow on these accounts?"

"I"

When Uncle Da heard this, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, and his expression changed drastically.

Song Zijie made it clear about Henglian's accounts controlling funds, which means they have been exposed!Once those accounts are targeted by the police, they will not stand up to investigation at all.

just.

He couldn't figure it out, these accounts were extremely secretive, no one except the four of them knew about them, how did these gangsters know about them?
"Sir, I have something to tell you."

Uncle Da organized his language simply: "Please let them go out."

"Oh?"

Song Zijie took out a cigarette and lit it, and sprayed a puff of smoke on Uncle Da's face: "Impossible." After a pause, he smiled again: "Do you want to sue the police for smoking while arresting him?!"

"500 million!"

Uncle Da couldn't hold back anymore, and opened his mouth to shout: "Everyone present, 500 million yuan each! Cash, I'll give it to you directly!"

Song Zijie sneered: "Hehe!"

"1000 million!"

Uncle Da immediately became impatient, his eyes were red, and his eyes were wide open and he shouted: "Everyone is 1000 million, 1000 million, as long as you let me go, the money will be in place immediately, we will leave Hong Kong Island now, and we will never show up again!" !"

"1000 million, how much is it? You haven't seen so much money, have you? Even if you are a poor man for a lifetime, you can't make so much money. With your little salary, you will never be able to afford a house. Let us go, the money is yours!"

"You don't have to work hard anymore, you can live the life of a master in no time!"

"House, banknotes, beautiful girls, you can have them in an instant!"

"Let me go!"

Uncle Da almost yelled hysterically.

He is in a hurry.

Really in a hurry.

Once I go in, I won't be able to wait for the day when I come out alive, and I won't be able to enjoy the money I earned before.

"Innocent!"

Song Zijie sneered and waved his hand: "Take them all away!"

The light from the crystal chandelier hanging above the head fell on the badge on the shoulder of Song Zijie's police uniform, and the light flickered a bit dazzlingly.

"Push the street, idiot!"

"Let me go!"

Uncle Da's sharp roar came.

Soon.

The room fell silent.

"What are you drawing?!"

Song Zijie looked back at the luxurious decoration in the room, shook his head and went out.

(End of this chapter)