The anti-gangster team led by Yaoyang broke into a white flour spot in the intelligence report by "three strikes, five strikes and two strikes".
At this time, the three of them stood in the closed store, full of momentum. Poor brother Ji Qing, who was not unconscious, looked at the three of them and did not dare to move at all.
Swallowing his saliva, the young man tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and shouted:
"Who the hell are you? Do you follow the rules of the world when you step on the scene like this?"
Yaoyang kept a smile on his face and ignored his younger brother's questions and said calmly:
"Where is the goods?"
"What the hell, I don't even know what you're talking about!"
The boy's tone was a little more nervous and he immediately replied.
"Notify your boss immediately and ask him to come over!"
Yaoyang smiled half-heartedly and walked directly to the landline phone in the store, pulled the phone cord and put it in front of the boy.
"you……"
The young man was stunned and didn't understand what the giant man in front of him meant.
"Tell him that someone is trying to steal the goods!"
Yaoyang made a suggestion.
Next to him, He Zhanwen had a point of 38 in his hand, and immediately moved it to the little brother's forehead, and said coldly:
"What number?"
"I...Okay, I'll fight!"
With a gun pointed at his head, the boy was not a hero. He didn't dare to be stubborn anymore and quickly started calling. In his heart, he was even thinking:
These three guys are crazy. If I tell the boss to come over, can they still run away?
The call was quickly connected, and the boy was unambiguous and said anxiously:
"Hey, Brother Shan? Come here quickly, someone is grabbing the goods!"
Boom...
The younger brother just said this, and without waiting for a response from the other end of the phone, He Zhanwen, who was expressionless, already started directly and pressed the button to hang up the phone.
"Ajun, go search the back first!"
Yaoyang glanced at the small door inside the facade and ordered.
Ma Jun did not hesitate and walked inside alone.
Yaoyang then turned his head to the younger brother again, smiled sincerely and said:
"By the way, thank you for your cooperation! Also, we are not here to fool around. We are the Royal Hong Kong Police and the Mong Kok Anti-Gangster Group. Remember it clearly. If you are lucky enough, you can still survive after being caught this time.
If you can still see us when you come out, remember to dodge and stay away."
Boom...
After saying that, Yaoyang reached out and grabbed the little brother's head, and pressed it down hard. With the sound of his head hitting the ground, the little brother fainted instantly.
At the same time, Ma Jun came out, with a trace of unwillingness on his face, and immediately said:
"Boss, it's full of fruits. It's piled high. If the three of us were to search it, we wouldn't be able to finish it until dark."
"kindness?"
Without waiting for Yaoyang's reaction, He Zhanwen frowned and said:
"Then what should we do? We don't have a search warrant and have no right to search this store. We can't call for backup and have too many brothers come over. If we can't find anything in a short time, when Ji Qing's people arrive, they will sue us instead!"
Compared to the two of them, Yaoyang didn't look flustered at all and nodded:
"Yes, so I asked that boy to inform Taishan and ask Taishan to tell us where the goods are hidden!"
"Tarzan told us?"
Ma Jun and He Zhanwen looked at each other. They were a little confused at first, but then their eyes lit up. They were undoubtedly thinking of something.
Looking at their expressions, Yaoyang knew that they understood what he meant.
Yaoyang is still satisfied with these two subordinates, even though they are both difficult characters, one is violent and aggressive, and the other is cold and cruel like an ancient cruel official.
But my IQ is online and I can suppress it myself.
In this case, with such a subordinate, the shortcomings can be shielded and the advantages can be infinitely magnified, which is really easy to use.
Picking up an apple at random in the store, Yaoyang bit it into his mouth without any courtesy and said casually:
"Eat some fruit and prepare for the next step. The next step is physical work."
It's not far from the fruit shop, inside a residential building in Tsim Sha Tsui.
The man over fifty, with slightly bald hair and a fierce face, became irritable after answering a phone call.
This man is none other than Taishan.
Tai Shan, whose real name is unknown, joined the Ji Qing Club of the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Triad Association when he was a child. After years of hard work, he started as a gangster and reached a position above the Ji Qing talker and below the leader.
This position has no specific positioning, and governs the business of Jiqing Society in Tsim Sha Tsui, Mong Kok and other areas.
Of course, in addition to the society business, he has also been doing business himself, and he has done it very well, making much more money than the society business. White flour is his own business.
After hearing the notice from his younger brother, Taishan was angry, angry and frightened. He dropped the phone and immediately started rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find his guy, and shouted:
"Get up, all of you, get up."
Also living in this residential building are more than ten of Taishan's younger brothers.
And these people are all night owls, hanging out at night and sleeping hard during the day.
At this moment, when they heard Taishan's call, one or two sleepy eyes walked out of the room and asked in confusion:
"Boss, what's going on?"
"Copycat guy, the bobblehead guy just called, saying that someone is snatching the goods. Hurry, hurry up, go to the warehouse right away!"
After rummaging around, Taishan found a Black Star pistol hidden in the cabinet. After taking it out, he felt very confident and responded to his subordinates smoothly.
"Snatching goods?"
When the boys heard the response, their sleepiness dissipated and their expressions changed drastically. They opened the cabinets one after another and took out watermelon knives, steel pipes and other items.
"Hey, in broad daylight, does anyone dare to step into our Jiqing place?"
"You even dare to touch our goods, boss, did the bobblehead say who it is?"
"Could it be someone from Yifeng? I heard that bastard Mo Yilie recently went to Myanmar. After coming back, he met with many noodle merchants and wanted to steal our market. His people are very likely to attack us.
ah!"
Brothers, you talk to each other, wrapping your weapons in newspapers and talking at the same time.
"No matter who wants to steal my things, they will not survive today!"
Taishan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he spoke in an extremely gloomy tone. Seeing that the younger brothers were all ready, he waved his big hand and immediately ordered:
"Walk!"
After giving the order, a group of people from the Jiqing Club, led by Taishan, quickly went downstairs and rushed to the fruit shop in a furious manner.
To be honest, Taishan is a smart man. His warehouse is indeed in the fruit shop, and he hides the white noodles in a very conspicuous place where no one will guess.
As for him, he has lived in Tsim Sha Tsui for a long time. It is not far from the fruit shop and can be reached within five minutes.
Every night, Taishan basically guards the fruit shop with his little brother, and will not leave even half a step except under special circumstances.
But it was broad daylight, and a group of them went home to sleep. They really didn't expect that someone would go to the fruit shop at this time and steal the goods openly.
Fortunately, Taishan knew that the place where he hid the goods could not be obtained in a short time, so it was not too late for him to rush there now.