Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 542 Why spend money to buy something you can grab with your own ability?

"how?"

Song Zijie frowned, feeling the deep disdain in Liu Yiyuan's words, and immediately became unhappy: "You look down on us?"

"how?"

Facing Song Zijie's unhappy expression, Liu Yiyuan asked back without fear: "I'm not right?"

"okay."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand to signal Song Zijie not to interrupt, and flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers: "Go on."

"Look at Zhong Sir, the situation is open and supports freedom of speech."

Liu Yiyuan curled his lips in disdain, and then continued: "The economy of Hong Kong Island is growing rapidly, and it looks extremely prosperous on the surface. This is true, but under the prosperity on the surface, how much is hidden Darkness, you know?"

"Of course, I admit that my statement that you can buy ammunition by pulling anyone on the street is a bit exaggerated, but the reality is not much better than this."

He turned sideways, found a comfortable position, took a puff of a cigarette, and then continued: "Yuen Long District is interspersed with Changgui Old Street in a village in the city. There are many ghosts and ghosts in the alleys. There is a mess there." went."

"When you go in, whether you're buying ammunition or washing powder, you can find several stores at random, not to mention those who are engaged in gambling stalls and flesh and blood businesses. They can be found everywhere."

"Besides, according to my estimation, that alley should be occupied by people above. It belongs to a typical three-way zone. As long as no one is killed, the police station basically doesn't care. The patrolling police at the alley see the fight inside I won’t go in, as long as no one is killed, everything is easy to talk about.”

"Hey"

Zhong Wenze tapped his knuckles on the table twice, stopping his speech: "It seems that what you said is beyond our topic."

Although Zhong Wenze didn't know about the situation Liu Yiyuan mentioned, he didn't need to think too much about it. Under the light, there must be shadows and blind spots that the light can't cover.

This situation is normal for Hong Kong Island in this era.

How can it be compared with the new prosperous and stable scene after the handover of Hong Kong Island in later generations.

Basic exercises.

"Cough cough."

Liu Yiyuan cleared his throat, and returned to the topic after being reminded by Zhong Wenze: "If you really want to get in touch with the boa constrictors, it's very simple. Just send someone to the alley I mentioned and ask people."

"After you go in, there is a store in the alley called a well-known tobacco department store convenience store, just find the owner."

"As for me, I don't have any other clues to give you. As for how to contact them next, that's up to you. Don't blame me for not reminding you. This group of scouts are very smart and vigilant. It's time to expose what happened, so don't come to me."

"Row."

Zhong Wenze patted the bottom of his trousers, put his hands on his knees and stood up: "Thank you for your cooperation."

Done.

He went straight outside.

"Eh!"

Liu Yiyuan stopped him from behind.

"How to say?"

Zhong Wenze stopped in his tracks, tilted his head sideways and glanced at him.

"Remember my cigarettes."

Liu Yiyuan stretched out two fingers to Zhong Wenze and shook them in the air: "Two packs, don't miss mine."

"Fall on the street!"

Song Zijie scolded angrily: "In your eyes, Brother Ze is the kind of person who doesn't believe what he says? I thought you would tell us not to forget to record in the transcript that you cooperated with the police in providing clues. "

"Is it important?"

Liu Yiyuan looked relaxed: "Zhong Wenze must keep his word."

"So confident?"

The corner of Zhong Wenze's mouth twitched slightly: "How to give such an evaluation."

"It feels like it."

Liu Yiyuan consciously followed the police officer and walked outside: "You are lucky, two packs of giant pandas are comfortable."

"Brother Ze."

Song Zijie stepped up to Zhong Wenze's side, looked at Liu Yiyuan's back, bared his teeth and teased: "I found that you are not only good at conquering women, but also your ability to conquer men is easy to grasp. Even a gangster like Liu Yiyuan admires it." you."

Liu Yiyuan's various attitudes showed that he was indeed convinced by Zhong Wenze.

"It's called charisma."

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile, and was about to go outside.

"What about this arms case?"

Song Zijie blocked Zhong Wenze, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise the interrogation record that he had just recorded in his hand: "I and Qiu Sir led a team to study and study?"

"forget it."

Zhong Wenze thought for a while and refused directly: "No, your character is not suitable for this matter, and with your quick temper, you may expose your identity."

In terms of character.

Song Zijie and Qiu Xiong are a bit similar.

I can't hold my breath.

Not suitable for this case.

"Look at what you said."

Song Zijie touched his nose resentfully: "I have changed a lot, okay, brother Ze, you are looking at people through colored glasses."

indeed.

Since working behind Zhong Wenze, Song Zijie's temperament has indeed improved a lot compared to before, but overall, it still needs a process of tempering.

As for Qiu Xiong.

That would be even more ostentatious, and even less suitable for contact.

"I will handle this case myself."

Zhong Wenze already had a countermeasure in his mind, and glanced at the task "destroy the international arms smuggling group headed by pythons" hanging on the virtual screen of the system: "You will be responsible for supporting the rear at that time, and I will do the rest myself." There is a way."

"Ah, it's logistics again."

Song Zijie's tone became a little weaker when he heard the words, and he said weakly: "When will I be the protagonist for once, every time I will be the logistics team."

"Bad guy."

Zhong Wenze slapped him on the shoulder angrily: "I am so anxious to be the protagonist, there will be opportunities in the future."

Speaking of this, Song Zijie couldn't say anything more, so he could only do what Zhong Wenze said honestly: "Okay."

But he was still a little unwilling to give up, and tried his best to fight for it, with a resentful tone:
"Brother Ze, you took me this time and asked Azu to be a logistics force. You took Azu over for the previous cases."

"Who told you that I'm going to take Azu there?"

Zhong Wenze nodded his head: "Think about it more, we are going to contact the international arms smuggling group, so we must choose someone who has a wicked and quack spirit, whether it is you or Azu or the enemy. Xiong, you won’t be able to pass the first point.”

these people.

There is basically no quack air on him.

How can it be suitable to deal with those arms smugglers who have human lives on their hands.

"Then who?"

"Your new colleague, Jian!"

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and smiled: "It's just right, let him enter the police station with credit."

"YES!"

Song Zijie heard this and stopped talking nonsense.

As early as at the clean-up banquet to welcome Ajian’s return, everyone got to know Ajian very well. Apart from lamenting that Ajian and Brother Xiaoma look exactly the same, everyone felt that Jian was completely different from Brother Xiaoma. The very different personalities are also very compatible.

It is most appropriate for Zhong Wenze to take Ah Jian to complete this case.

Ah Jian himself is also interested in working as an errand, which is great for Zhong Wenze.

I need fresh blood, and a person like Ah Jian who has courage, brains, and determination can just fill in the vacancy under his hands.

By the time.

With the addition of A Jian, the four of A Zu, Song Zijie, and Qiu Xiong can just complement each other completely, forming a perfect team with a detailed division of labor.

Zhong Wenze had already asked Mo Sir to handle Ah Jian's matter.

a piece of cake.

Chief Superintendent Wu personally supervised the handling, and the speed was naturally fast. Soon Ah Jian got his own uniform and certificate, and became a member of the Saigon Police Station.

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the next day.

Changgui Old Street.

late at night.

After eleven o'clock in the evening.

The entrance of a gambling stall in the alley.

Zhong Wenze and Ah Jian, who lost their eyes in the gambling stall, were kicked out by the horse boy who was in charge of watching the scene in the gambling stall.

"Fuck off, what a fart if you have no money!"

Ma Zai pushed the two of them out of the gambling stall, and spat angrily: "I have no money, and I refuse to borrow it, so why don't you stay inside and take our place?"

"Fuck you, old wood!"

Zhong Wenze pointed at Ma Zai and cursed unwillingly, intending to fight, but was stopped by Ah Jian, and the two of them died down.

At this moment, Zhong Wenze easily completed the facelift with thousands of faces, turning into a greasy middle-aged man with a popular face. As for Ah Jian, his appearance has not changed, but under Zhong Wenze's make-up technique, he has become the appearance of Mark Lee.

night.

The two people who put on makeup entered the gambling stall and lost more than 3 yuan in a random fight.

The gambling stall thoughtfully provided the service of "high interest loan". Who knew that the two people who lost their eyes were not on the right track, and they had no idea of ​​making money with the help of "high interest loan". rushed out.

Opposite the gambling stall is a convenience store.

There are several large-character signs of "Sound and Convenience" hanging on the door.

The owner of the convenience store was sitting on his seat, smoking a cigarette, flipping through the Playboy magazine in his hand boredly, watching everything that happened at the door of the gambling stall through the glass window, and dismissing it.

He could see gamblers who were kicked out by gambling stalls every day, so it was not surprising.

Zhong Wenze and Ah Jian walked into the convenience store while talking, opened the door and entered.

"Boss, here are two packs of Marlboro."

Zhong Wenze opened his mouth and yelled, and then said to Ah Jian beside him: "I told you a long time ago, don't play cards like this, don't play cards like this, you just don't believe me, it's all right now, you lost a lot Are there any pants left?"

"My grass!"

Ah Jian retorted with great aggrievedness: "You can't blame me, you shouted harder than anyone else when you called out the cards. Now it's all right, if you lose money, it's all my fault?"

"Here."

The boss threw the cigarettes on the counter, and after collecting the money, he glanced sideways at the two of them, and continued to read the magazine without speaking.

"Grass!"

Zhong Wenze was unpacking the cigarettes, and accidentally saw the boss's eyes, and slapped the counter: "Damn you, what do you mean? Look down on me? I didn't give you money for the cigarettes?"

"Ha ha."

The middle-aged boss just sneered, and ignored the red-eyed greasy middle-aged gambler in front of him.

"Grass!"

Zhong Wenze immediately became furious and was about to hit someone.

Ah Jian saw it and quickly dissuaded him: "No, don't cause trouble."

"Fuck off!"

Who knew that Zhong Wenze's fiery temper couldn't be controlled at all. As soon as he pushed Ah Jian far away, he wanted to fight the middle-aged boss.

"Die on the street!"

The middle-aged boss couldn't help it anymore, and cursed in a deep voice: "I see a lot of people like you who rush to the street every day, so don't tell me what to do, or your hands will be chopped off by you. It's the casino that wins, not me." , Get out of my way, don't hinder my business."

"You fucking look down on me?"

When Zhong Wenze heard his words, he rolled up his sleeves and became more emotional: "How dare you fucking look down on me?"

"I just look down on you."

The middle-aged boss lowered his head and glanced at the big black star placed under the counter, and he lost his patience: "If you have the ability, go to the casino opposite."

"Oh shit!"

Zhong Wenze gritted his teeth viciously, looked back at Ah Jian, and yelled: "Shake people, sweep up this casino, and open your eyes to this Pujie!"

"Brother, don't cause trouble!"

Ah Jian was immediately anxious, and rushed forward to dissuade Zhong Wenze, but how could he listen to persuasion when he was so angry, his eyes widened: "What? Now I am talking like farting? Will you be the boss?"

"..."

Ah Jian was speechless for a moment. In desperation, he could only pick up the phone on the side and make a phone call.

The middle-aged boss looked at the two of them motionlessly, with disdain on his face.

Two 10 minutes later.

An old van drove in.

Four men wearing peaked caps got out of the car and rushed into the convenience store.

"It's this gambling stall, cheating me of my money, and throwing it at me!"

Zhong Wenze stretched out his hand and pointed: "Immediately, smash it."

So ever.

The four men took the long strip wrapped in newspaper from the car and directly entered the gambling stall.

The convenience store owner was also curious all of a sudden, and couldn't help but look at the gambling stall.

Soon.

The inside of the gambling stall was in chaos, the gamblers inside hurried out, and there was a sound of smashing inside.

Not long.

The four people who rushed in came out with a blood-soaked gambler, pulled him into the convenience store and pushed him down in front of Zhong Wenze: "Dare you cheat my big brother's money? Are you tired of working?"

talking.

Another person threw the money bag from the gambling stall on the ground: "Boss, there is only so much money in the gambling stall."

"What about the money?"

Zhong Wenze kicked the money bag with his toe, looked at the small amount of banknotes inside, and squinted at the person in charge of the gambling stall: "Hand over all the money."

"."

The speaker at the gambling stall glanced at Zhong Wenze, but said nothing.

"Crack!"

Zhong Wenze suddenly took out a big black star from his back, pulled the bolt and put it directly on the head of the gambler: "Hand over the money, or you will die, you only have one chance."

"My grass!"

The person in charge of the gambling stall felt the big black star on his forehead, and immediately had a showdown: "Big brother, please forgive me, the money is really gone. The higher-ups came to collect the money at eight o'clock. There is really only so much money in the counter. gone."

He fell to his knees in front of Zhong Wenze with a thud, without the toughness he had before: "Please give me a chance, they are all out to mess around, don't mess with me, the money was really taken away by the higher ups."

"You go now, the money is my tribute to you."

"Grass!"

Zhong Wenze raised his foot and kicked the person in charge of the gambling stall on the chest, kicking him to the ground, picked up the money bag on the ground, roughly counted the money inside, and reluctantly accepted it: "Mom Yes, forgive me for not daring to lie to me."

Done.

"Remember, I didn't steal the money from you today, but you gave it to me as a filial piety."

He stood up, zipped up the purse and carried it on his back: "If it wasn't for being a guy, I would have gone into a big business long ago. As for asking you to honor me?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The person in charge of the gambling stall nodded his head like a pest, and responded again and again.

"Ah."

Zhong Wenze was very satisfied with his attitude, and then turned his eyes to the owner at the counter in the convenience store.

The owner of the convenience store saw Zhong Wenze looking at him, and quickly waved his hands to apologize: "Boss, you are arrogant, I apologize to you, just now I was blind and did not know Taishan, you have a lot of adults, please let me go."

"Have eyes but don't know Mount Tai?"

Zhong Wenze curled his lips, turned the big black star's gun, and pointed it at the convenience store owner: "Since you're here, my brothers are all out for a ride, aren't you going to sponsor a gas fee or something?"

"..."

The convenience store owner was speechless for a moment.

He first looked at the greasy middle-aged man in front of him, then at the big black star under his counter, and thought briefly: "Yes, yes."

Then he opened his drawer, took out all the banknotes inside, and stuffed them into Zhong Wenze's money bag: "Take this money for the brothers to drink tea, drink tea."

"You're so damn good!"

Zhong Wenze looked at the money in the purse, and then nodded contentedly: "It's still the same sentence, you buy the tea money for us brothers, and when we earn money later, it will be exchanged for you."

talking.

He waved at his own people: "Let's go, the messenger will come soon."

A group of people walked outside in a mighty manner.

in the counter.

The owner of the convenience store stared at the back of Zhong Wenze and the others leaving, his expression changed a few times, and after a little bit of confusion, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Wait a minute."

"How to say?"

Zhong Wenze turned his head back to look at the boss: "You want to stop me?"

"No no no."

The convenience store owner quickly shook his head, raised his hands and walked around the counter and came out from behind: "Did the brothers come out to fish?"

"Ok?"

Zhong Wenze frowned, his face turned gloomy, and he looked vigilant: "Are you an informant from the police?"

"No no no."

The owner of the convenience store shook his head again and denied: "The reason why I guessed this way is because the big black star you are holding in your hand has been handled many times. You just said that you want to do big business. Missing guys, right?"

The skills of these people look very good.

The four of them swept across the gambling stalls on the opposite side. They were courageous and capable, and listening to their accents, one could tell that they were all gangsters, standard desperadoes.

Zhong Wenze didn't speak when he heard the words.

"I have this in my hand."

The convenience store owner got straight to the point and made a pistol gesture: "I think this is what the brothers seem to be missing. Coincidentally, I think we can make a deal."

"You have?"

Zhong Wenze's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "How do you say?"

"money."

The convenience store owner snorted and said, "If you want to, big brother, you can show me your capital first."

"Laughing to death! There really is something so intrusive like you."

Zhong Wenze raised his head and laughed, grinning grinningly and licking his dry lips, the big black star hit the boss's forehead directly: "This is our capital, take it out."

"Why spend money to buy something that can be snatched by your own ability?"

He stretched out his hand and patted the boss's face, mockingly with disdain: "Just like you, why are you still doing business? Don't you have any brains?"

(End of this chapter)