Hong Kong Comprehensive: Starting from the dispatch of generals from Kuling

"West Ring, Qixi Mahjong Parlor."

The opposite party said a place name without thinking, and hung up the phone directly regardless of whether Huang Xing heard it or not.

Huang Xing ordered the convoy to rush to the destination.

"You're quite cautious, I don't know if you still like to drink milk!" The corners of Huang Xing's mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes sparkled.

Chapter 155 Acting

Qixi Mahjong Hall.

Zhang Lang held a toothpick in his mouth, flipping through a book boredly, lying on the recliner like a dead fish, exuding a decadent atmosphere all over his body.

On the table behind him, a large number of firearms were piled up like a mountain, and there were several guys in suits and ties around him, but none of them looked like a good person.

The windows have been firmly closed, and there is no ghost in the entire mahjong parlor except for them.

"Ah Lang, can this work? Isn't it a little too arrogant? What if the note finds out..."

"So what if you find out?"

Without raising his head, Zhang Lang replied casually: "Is it okay to play with imitation guns? The police also have to follow the rules, okay?"

The man grinned, not knowing how to answer.

Another chimed in: "But the buyers..."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem. After all, we are demolishing the house. If you are more careful, the other party will not say anything. Besides, you still have the face of Liansheng. Even if you want to get mad, you have to think about whether it is appropriate? Don't forget, Hong Kong Island is our territory!"

Everyone looked at each other, and it seemed that he was right.

Dangdang!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Lang sat up all of a sudden, "Ah Shui!"

The man named Ah Shui took out a pistol from his waist, unbolted the gun, walked over cautiously, shrank his body behind the wall next to the door, and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"You guys called, now ask me who am I?"

Ah Shui looked back at Zhang Lang, saw him nodding slightly, then carefully opened the door a crack, and the muzzle of the gun was quietly tucked into his waist.

This position is very ingenious. Once the people outside are wrong, he can quickly complete the first shot in a few tenths of a second.

Fortunately, there was no accident. Through the crack of the door, Ah Shui saw dozens of Arabs wearing white headscarves, big noses and deep eye sockets.

The big stone in his heart fell to the ground, he opened the door, and once again warned with fierce eyes, then took a step back and let the door out.

"There are too many people, you can only enter two at most!"

A group of chiefs were unmoved, with no expression on their faces.

Ah Shui's face changed slightly, "Did you hear what I said, you..."

"Don't waste your time, they don't understand what you're saying!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Huang Xing walked out of the crowd with a relaxed expression, walked up to a position about half a meter in front of Ah Shui, squinted his eyes and sized him up, and then puffed out a puff of smoke, covering the space between the two of them. Sight.

Ah Shui couldn't back down, so Huang Xing took advantage of the situation to enter.

This action made everyone inside vigilant, and there was a sound of pulling the bolt in an instant, and four or five muzzles of black holes were raised, pointing straight at him.

Sitting on the recliner, Zhang Lang was a little surprised when he sat up by the surprise.

"It's you!?"

"Oh? Listen to the tone of the voice, you know me?" Huang Xing was a little curious. He was so low-key, yet he was recognized by others at a glance.

Zhang Lang threw the book in his hand, and stood up with a smile: "Brother Chenchen, a gentleman, half of Jiutiao Street in Mong Kok is your domain, such a mighty and powerful man, it's hard for me not to know him!

You guys put down the guns for me, none of you have eyes?Didn't you see that this is the hall master of He Liansheng?Call me Brother Chen! "

"Chen... Brother Chen!"

Seeing that Zhang Lang suddenly showed weakness to the enemy, everyone didn't know what the hell this guy was trying to do, but they cooperated very well and lowered the gun.

There was no expression on Huang Xing's face: "What about the things I asked you to prepare?"

"it's here!"

Zhang Lang stretched out his hand with a grin, and pointed at the large number of firearms placed behind him.

Huang Xing didn't even look at it: "Don't make trouble, where are the things?"

Zhang Lang's smile restrained, he stared at Huang Xing for a moment, seeing that there was no expression on his face, he tilted his head and thought for a while, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The two subordinates acted immediately, and walked directly to the pillar in the middle of the hall, groped up and down, quickly found the switch, and then yanked left and right.

The next moment, the square pillar with a height of almost [-] meters and a length of [-] centimeters was opened little by little.

The inside is surprisingly empty, a pile of ammunition boxes are neatly arranged, and the lead gray boxes are just placed there, seeming to emit a murderous aura invisible.

No need to tell, the younger brothers quickly stepped forward, casually turned a few boxes down, placed them in front of Huang Xing, and quickly opened them with a crowbar.

The thatch that was used as a buffer on the surface was removed, revealing the neatly arranged large and small firearms inside.

Long guns and short cannons, grenades, special howitzers and a large number of bullets, from the perspective of brightness and luster, they all have a new look.

The smell of gun oil is very strong.

Huang Xing glanced at it, and he snapped his fingers. A subordinate behind him stepped forward, put the suitcase in his hand on the ground, and opened it swiftly, revealing a mountain of dollars inside.

After seeing the money, Zhang Lang smiled, "Gentleman Chen is really straightforward, go, check the banknotes!"

Two boys in suits dug out a banknote detector, and when they were about to go over to check the banknotes, there was a commotion outside the door.

Then there was a screeching sound of brakes, and the people in the mahjong hall were slightly taken aback. Before they could check what was going on, they heard the police's unique loudspeaker shouting.

"This is the Royal Hong Kong Island Police. Listen to the gangsters inside. You are surrounded. Put down your weapons and surrender immediately. You have 30 seconds to think about it..."

Zhang Lang's expression changed drastically, he suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, pointed it at Huang Xing's eyebrows, and shouted in shock: "Bastard, how dare you betray me?"

When the others heard this, they drew out their pistols and pointed at Huang Chen and the Arabs behind him.

Huang Xing was a little unintentional, you are an undercover agent, do you want to act so vividly?

What kind of undercover agent do you have with this skill, go to TVB to make a movie, maybe you can win a few Golden Horse Award winners sometime!

Seeing that Huang Xing didn't speak, Zhang Lang shouted: "Is there nothing to say? I knew you couldn't be trusted! Ah Shui, go and get the money, let's withdraw!"

Ah Shui said in shock: "Ah Lang, the outside is already surrounded by the police, where do we go? There will be a firefight as soon as you show your head!"

"Then what should I do? Are you caught in a urn?"

"Hey, let me interrupt!" Huang Xing made a pause gesture, and said: "You guys like acting, so go back and act slowly, don't delay the deal, okay? I'm in a hurry, thank you!"

The mahjong parlor fell silent instantly, the loudspeaker outside the door was still shouting non-stop, a group of people used the car as a cover, and surrounded Huang Chen's temporary subordinates from a distance.

Zhang Lang stared and said, "Are you crazy about the line? The outside is full of notes, what kind of deal are you doing?"

Huang Xing rubbed his head with some headaches, ignored the muzzle pointing at him, pushed the Arab men behind him, and strode out the door.

"Crack!"

Huang Chen yelled aggressively, pointing at a group of policemen and cursing: "Who made the poses for you? It's too messy, retake and reshoot! And change the lines on the speaker, where are the hostages? You ate the hostages." ?”

A circle of policemen stood up one by one, their expressions a little bewildered.

At this time, a van on the side of the road suddenly opened the door, and a fat man in a vest and peaked cap trotted over, shouting loudly: "I can't do it just now, go back to the original position and wait for orders, control your expressions, you play It's the police, not the young and Dangerous boy before, with a more serious demeanor.

What does that dark, grinning guy over there mean?Now the hostages are being kidnapped, and you go to rescue them. There may be a firefight at any time. Do you have any empathy?Retake retake! "

Under the repeated slashing and beating by the pair of little fat men in vests, a group of people sat in the car without making a sound, and walked away cleanly in the blink of an eye.

Originally, there was a crowd of spectators on the opposite side of the road, thinking that something unexpected had happened, all of them stretched their necks and waited to watch the excitement.

Unexpectedly, it was actually filming. At that time, many people made a loud noise and dispersed quickly.

Of course, there are also a small number of curious people who still stay where they are, waiting to see the scene just now repeated again.

At the corner of the street, two uniformed police officers were checking the ID of a man in a suit.

The man in the suit smiled all over his face: "Sir, you have read it several times and checked all the documents. Is there anything wrong? We are a regular film company, and we applied three days in advance. We need to use this It lasts an hour. There is only one line, and we promise not to overtime!"

The uniformed policeman looked and looked at the ID, and returned it impatiently: "Okay, don't overtime! Otherwise, it will be very troublesome! This street is the main road. If you delay getting off work, just Your saliva will drown you!"

The man in the suit nodded and bowed: "It's true, it's true, we must hurry up, we must hurry up!"

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

The man in the suit thanked him, and walked into the convenience store next door that had been converted into a temporary shooting base.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows outside, it is obvious that several people are holding cameras and shooting against the street view.

The uniformed policemen glanced at each other, shook their heads, and walked slowly to a car not far away.

Before knocking on the window, the glass of the co-pilot was rolled down.

The policeman in uniform hurriedly saluted: "Sir!"

Superintendent Peng frowned: "Have you asked clearly, what's the situation?"

"It is indeed filming, there are relevant legal procedures, and the time and place can be matched. It is said that it is filming an arms transaction scene, and some samples of firearms are provided. They are all models and there are several air guns that meet the regulations. No Find the real guy!" replied a uniformed police officer.

"Filming?" Superintendent Peng fell silent.

Several subordinates in the same car looked at each other and shook their heads in frustration.

There is no doubt that the boss has received false news.

Superintendent Peng still couldn't believe it: "Are you sure?"

The two uniformed police officers looked at each other, and one of them said: "Sir, if you are worried, you might as well stop and call the guys to search carefully! But if that's the case, the film company..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Superintendent Peng understood it.

They have already filed the report, and all the procedures are complete. Some people say that they are making a movie about the arms trade.

You have cooperated with the inspection, and now you want to make trouble?

It would be fine if he really found the arms for the deal, but if it was just an oolong, if the film company insisted on making a fuss, I'm afraid even he, the superintendent, would have to make a fuss.

"Forget it! Close the team!"

When Superintendent Peng thought of this, he felt dizzy, and when he waved his hand, he was about to take the team members to evacuate.