After the handover meeting, Lei Yaoyang finally had an explanation for the congregation.
That day, everyone ate, drank, talked and laughed in Saigon, and everyone returned home happily.
In the following days, Lei Yaoyang went to banquets everywhere. Whether it was his reputation as the God of Gamblers or his generous donation of 1.5 billion, it brought him unimaginable connections.
Especially after taking one billion Hong Kong dollars, that is, one hundred million US dollars, to join the New World, it almost alarmed Taizong.
He was highly praised and affirmed for his patriotic behavior.
It was not until ten days later that Lei Yaoyang was free and had time to go to work.
The interior lobby of Mong Kok Police Station.
As soon as Lei Yaoyang arrived, he was greeted warmly by a group of people and swarmed around him.
"Head, you are here!"
"Brother Yaoyang, didn't the director say you have a holiday at will? Why did you come to work today?"
"Things are almost settled, it's time to come back and make arrangements."
Lei Yaoyang responded casually, glanced around, saw everyone was there, and said:
"By the way, I've been too busy lately, so I have some news that I haven't told you yet."
"Proposed by the Deputy Director of Operations, numerous high-level police referendums have resulted in some rearrangements in terms of the jurisdiction of the police stations in Hong Kong Comprehensive City."
"From now on, our Mong Kok Police Station can not only govern Mong Kok, but also Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui."
"ah?"
When everyone heard this, they were stunned at first. Then, everyone became happy, especially Fang Jiexia, who hurriedly said:
"Tou, are you serious?"
They are not fools. How could they not understand that the larger the jurisdiction, the greater the power.
Of course, the responsibility will also be greater.
However, the people in the Mong Kok Police Station all have extraordinary skills. In addition, Mong Kok has basically been subdued, and no one is causing trouble at all.
They have had quite a lot of free time these days.
In addition to Yu Zilang, Chen Xiaosheng and others can also investigate murder cases from time to time.
For example, Ma Jun wanted to fight against the underworld, but he couldn't find anyone at all.
People in the Mong Kok arena all abide by the rules. Not only do they not offend each other, but even if there are conflicts, they are arranged to be handled outside Mong Kok.
It is truly a strange thing.
"Of course it's true. I actually made the proposal to the Deputy Director of Operations. You should understand my intention."
Lei Yaoyang nodded and said:
"But we still have to pay attention to some places. Although our jurisdiction is larger now, we are still under the same jurisdiction as West Kowloon. If there is any conflict..."
"Head, we know how to handle it."
Before Lei Yaoyang could finish speaking, Ma Jun could not wait to continue.
Lei Yaoyang glared at Ma Jun. He didn't know what his so-called handling method was, but he didn't say anything, just mentioned:
"If there is a conflict, the most important thing is to find a reason first. As long as there is reason, no matter how big the matter is, I can settle it for you. Do you understand?"
"yes, sir!"
Of course everyone understood and happily obeyed.
Liang Jianbo muttered quietly from the side:
"With a generous donation of 500 million, of course everything can be settled. I'm afraid even the Hong Kong Governor will have to give him some face now."
Lei Yaoyang had a good ear and could hear clearly, and said:
"Fat man, you are right. I had dinner with Mr. Consul and Mr. Governor of Hong Kong a week ago, and we had a good conversation."
"Besides, don't you think it's worthwhile to donate 500 million? In my opinion, it's definitely worth it."
"Five hundred million buys a person who will rise to the top."
"The director has informed me two days ago and is going through the procedures for me. If everything goes well, I will be promoted to senior superintendent in about two weeks."
"Mr. Consul and Mr. Governor of Hong Kong also personally told me that when I return to the UK to meet the Queen this year, they will recommend me to be a knight."
Now that he has said this, Lei Yaoyang is indeed happy now.
He never expected that a generous donation of 500 million would have such a big impact. These were all things that were beyond Lei Yaoyang's expectations.
You know, if in the new century, you may not be able to attract the attention of the Queen if you donate 10 billion, let alone get a title.
But the era is different and the meaning is different.
Lei Yaoyang won the first place in the God of Gamblers Competition as a member of the Hong Kong Royal Police, and then donated all the money he won.
Although only 500 million were donated, and the whereabouts of the remaining 1 billion are unknown, in the eyes of the British side, this was a shame for them.
In the gambling world of the world, they gain face.
Of course, you cannot say this to the outside world.
But donating 500 million lavishly and making outstanding contributions to the Hong Kong Comprehensive City is something to be said.
These days, there are many people with a net worth of one billion, and there are many people with a net worth of tens of billions.
But the one who has donated 500 million yuan is probably Lei Yaoyang.
All kinds of circumstances were combined, and Lei Yaoyang had a life-saving favor for Mr. Consul. So at the dinner a few days ago, after Mr. Consul drank two too many drinks, he almost assured Lei Yaoyang that he would fight for Lei Yaoyang.
"Sir" title, and a great chance.
"Boss, do you want to be a noble?"
"Sir? The entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City cannot exceed thirty, sir, are you serious?"
Everyone heard this and took a deep breath. The most excited person was Fang Jiexia, who asked again and again:
"Tou, do you think there is a good chance?"
"It's good to be a knight, but it's just a "lower knight." It's not a noble, it's just an honorary title. Mr. Consul made it clear to me on this point, just like the honorary title of the entertainment tycoon in our Hong Kong Comprehensive City
, to put it more clearly, it is the British way of winning over people.”
"But even Americans would feel honored to have received the title of British noble. Being recommended to become a knight is already very good."
"If my estimate is good, the chance is still very good."
"Our Hong Kong Comprehensive City Police, no matter what, still have "royal" in front, that is, the Queen's department. Donate 500 million to her department. If she doesn't encourage it and doesn't express it, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain to the outside world.
.”
"An honorary title, even as a token of recognition, can encourage more people to donate. She has made a lot of money from this transaction."
Lei Yaoyang shared the good news that he had just received not long ago with everyone, and also told everyone from the side that now their backstage is bigger, and there is no need to be timid when going out to do things.
Everyone was really shocked when they heard it, and it was more of a kind of "disbelief".
The police were knighted, who would believe it?
What makes them feel even more dreamy is that they are just small policemen. Not to mention the bottom people in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City, they are at most a little higher than the bottom.
Who would have thought that they would have the opportunity to chat with "Jazz" so closely in this life, and this "Jazz" is also his boss.
"Okay, just listen to these words and make sure they are clear in your heart. No one should spread the word until it is truly realized. Now let's talk about Tsim Sha Tsui."
Lei Yaoyang changed the subject, and after thinking for a while, he immediately said:
"I remember that Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok are all full of flowers. But one thing is different. There is a unique one there, Tsim Sha Tsui Nee's, isn't it like this?"
Ma Jun, who knew most about what was happening on the road, immediately spoke up, nodded and said:
"Boss, yes, the Ni family started out as a drug dealer. Although there are many serious businesses now, everyone on the street knows that their biggest source of income is drugs."
"kindness!"
Lei Yaoyang glanced at Liu Jianming without leaving any trace.
Since we have to manage Yau Tsim Mong and Tsim Sha Tsui when we expand our jurisdiction, we must of course copy the Mong Kok model.
And this Ni is not a traditional young and Dangerous boy, he is a complete poisonous boy. If we don't deal with them, we may not be able to "peacefully coexist".
After thinking for a moment, Lei Yaoyang ordered:
"Since Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui are now under our jurisdiction, they must also follow the rules of Mong Kok."
"Ah Jun, Ah Sheng, Haoyang, you will spread the news soon and inform Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui about this matter."
"Tou, I understand."
Ma Jun, He Shangsheng, Li Haoyang and others all nodded to express their understanding.
Gao Xi, who seldom spoke, suddenly spoke and asked:
"Boss, what if the people in Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui don't listen, even if they don't ban drugs or the military?"
"Oh!"
Lei Yaoyang smiled coldly and said easily:
"Today is different from the past. In order to establish rules in Mong Kok, we had to hold a meeting of heroes and exchange various benefits."
"Now, with different identities and different statuses, the way we do things should also be different."
"I asked you to spread the news, not to ask for their cooperation, but to order. It is also considered as courtesy first and then attack."
"Those who are obedient should record everything. When those two places are completely controlled by us, they will also benefit. Those who are disobedient will no longer be welcome to Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Ma Tei."
After saying that, Lei Yaoyang ordered again:
"Axia, you will personally call the spokespersons of the major associations in Mong Kok later and inform them of the expansion of the jurisdiction of the Mong Kok Police Station. In addition, hint to them to be prepared. I may need their help at any time!"
"Ha! Anyone who comes out to hang out with such a big piece of fat in Tsim Sha Tsui or Yau Ma Tei should be very interested. Let's take our time, identify our friends and enemies first, and record them before we take action. Let the disobedient people go away.
Everyone should be replaced by obedient people!"
"oh"
The police officers who hang out at the Mong Kok Police Station are not stupid. When everyone heard this, they all suddenly understood.
Alang's eyes lit up and he immediately said:
"Boss, you mean to let those gangsters from Mong Kok invade Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui, and we, the police, will be responsible for finishing them off?"
"good!"
Lei Yaoyang looked at A Lang, nodded appreciatively, and said:
"In just two years, I will be promoted to senior superintendent. If I want to be promoted in terms of position, I won't even have to think about it within three years!"
"Next, I have plenty of time to play slowly."
"Mong Kok, a small city, is not worthy of the scope of authority that a senior superintendent of police should have. Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui are the next targets."
"Let the bosses outside serve as outposts for us, and we will come out to clean up the mess, cooperate with each other, step by step, and slowly annex it. This time, I want those outside to take a good look at what police-citizen cooperation means!"
"What a great idea."
Everyone looked at each other and saw the heat in their colleagues' eyes.
Undoubtedly, the Mong Kok Police Department is about to make big moves, which is great news for people like them who are unwilling to be left alone.
Let the young and Dangerous people from outside rush into Tsim Sha Tsui first, and the police will follow behind to cooperate. This is also a win-win solution.
The Young and Dangerous Boys in Mong Kok expanded their territory and benefited, and the Mong Kok Police expanded their control area and also benefited.
The so-called cooperation is better said to be "collusion".
Li Haoyang raised the corners of his mouth and commented:
"I'm afraid those bosses outside will rush to Tsim Sha Tsui to cause trouble when they hear the news!"
The young student was a little worried and frowned slightly:
"Sir Lei, will this approach make things worse?"
Lei Yaoyang knew that his actions were definitely different from the justice in Chen Xiaosheng's heart.
However, Lei Yaoyang's mind turned quickly and he immediately came up with a countermeasure:
"The most indispensable thing in Hong Kong Comprehensive City is smart people. Our police will focus on dealing with the Ni family, and the bosses outside will deal with other disobedient associations. As long as people outside see the determination of our police and are not stupid, they will stop.
In line with our rules, "Even if there is chaos, it will only be chaotic for a while, but then there will be permanent peace and long-term stability."
"Instead of letting them commit crimes and catching them slowly, we should solve them all at once and catch them all in one go."
"Yes, I think the head method is very good."
Ma Jun and Li Haoyang also spoke to help, nodding their heads in agreement.
At this time, Chen Xiaosheng couldn't say anything. He also knew that he was just a logistician. Lei Yaoyang had always given him the best treatment and allowed him to investigate the case at will, which was already taking care of him.
If he continues to refuse orders from higher-ups, the result will definitely not be good.
Nodding, Chen Xiaosheng said awkwardly:
"Well, actually, I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, yes, just ask."
"Okay, now that we have a preliminary plan, let's go with this arrangement. Before that, I have to meet with Ni's people first. If we can discuss it, that would be the best."
"Axia, Ajun, just follow the plan and spread the news first to test the outside world's reaction."
Lei Yaoyang began to give the final order. After speaking, he waved:
"Jianming, come into my office."
"yes, sir!"
Everyone immediately went about their business. Liu Jianming had already guessed that Lei Yaoyang would come to him, so he agreed and walked into the office with him.
Inside the director's office.
Lei Yaoyang took off his suit, put it on the chair as if he were home, and said hello:
"sit!"
Liu Jianming was not polite and sat down obediently, waiting for Lei Yaoyang's instructions.
"Jianming, has Han Chen looked for you recently?"
Lei Yaoyang went straight to the topic and asked.
"Looking for it!"
Liu Jianming nodded and affirmed:
"But he didn't ask me to do anything. He just asked me to be a good policeman."
"A patrol officer really can't help Han Chen."
Lei Yaoyang nodded, not surprised by such an answer.
With Liu Jianming's current position and the place he works in Mong Kok alone, it makes no sense at all to Han Chen.
Only when Liu Jianming ascends to a high position will he be able to help Han Chen.
Thinking of this, Lei Yaoyang smiled and said:
"This time our Mong Kok Police Station will take control of Tsim Sha Tsui, and you will play a big role."
"Sir Lei, I..."
Liu Jianming looked a little confused. He really didn't know what role he could play. After this period of police life, Liu Jianming fell in love with this upright identity and at the same time hated Han Chen.
Because he felt like an outcast, Han Chen ignored him at all.
It's one thing that he wants to betray Han Chen, but it's another thing that Han Chen completely ignores him now.
Before Liu Jianming could finish speaking, Lei Yaoyang continued:
"I will promote you to the position of sergeant now and arrange for you to lead patrols in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"Coupled with the news that our Mong Kok police are going to intervene in Tsim Sha Tsui, Han Chen will definitely ask for your help next."
"Although Han Chen is just the little leader of the Ni family now, he is very ambitious and very smart."
"The Ni family is a famous poison family. It is not difficult at all to deal with them, but the difficulty is to seize their white flour warehouse. Han Chen may be the key."
"Sir Lei, you want me to start with Han Chen and find out the Ni family's warehouse?"
Liu Jianming's eyes lit up and he tested the Taoist objects.
Lei Yaoyang shook his head and immediately denied:
"You are now a police officer. Even if Han Chen thinks he can control you, he will not treat you as a confidant and tell you the location of the warehouse."
"I just need you to have more contact with Han Chen and analyze from some of his orders whether he knows about the Ni family's warehouse or even the source of goods."
"As long as it can be confirmed, things will be easier to handle."
In the afternoon of that day, news came out from many officers of the Mong Kok Police Station that the scope of power of the Mong Kok Police Station had been expanded, and its jurisdiction had been expanded from Mong Kok to Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui.
Mong Kok Police Commissioner Lei Yiu-yang has ordered that drugs, soldiers and fighting will be banned in Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui.
From now on, the young and Dangerous boys in Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui will only be allowed to act according to Mong Kok rules.
This can really be described as “one stone stirs up a thousand waves”.
It caused the whole world to explode.
Some large associations, such as Hung Hing, Tung Hing, Sanliantang, Hung Lok, Hung Ying, and Luen Sing, etc., the people in charge of the Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Ma areas immediately took action and reported the matter to the leader as soon as possible.
I personally went to Mong Kok and asked the brothers here.
Let’s find out how sharp the Mong Kok Police Department is, and how dare they go to the arena to make rules.
Secondly, I also want to ask whether the so-called Mong Kok rules are good or bad for the Young and Dangerous.
Most of the medium-sized societies follow the trend and remain silent, waiting for the reaction of the large societies.
There are also some small groups who can't stand it, curse and curse, and are already preparing to resist!
Among them, either they don’t know how high the sky is, or they are simply the forces that were driven out of Mong Kok in the past.
I remember when Lei Yaoyang held a meeting of heroes in Mong Kok, not all the forces participated at that time.
Some small clubs did not attend at all, either for their own reasons or for business reasons.
At that time, Lei Yaoyang also spent several months rectifying Mong Kok, joining forces with the Mong Kok gangsters to drive the disobedient forces out of Mong Kok.
They couldn't join forces with black and white, and in Mong Kok at that time, drugs were banned and the ban soldiers were really powerful.
Some small forces that originally relied on poison soldiers simply left Mong Kok and went to the next district to develop.
It's a good thing now. Just two years after its development, the Mong Kok Police Department came over again.
If you run once, you will run. Even if the news spreads, people on the road will think it is wise.
But if they run away every time, it will become an escape, and they cannot abandon their homes and careers forever and keep retreating.
Some small forces have even decided that as long as the first-class organizations are willing to come forward, they will follow even if they are dealing with the police.
But something weird happened.
On the second day after the news spread, Sanliantang was the first to announce that it would definitely cooperate with the Mong Kok police's actions. From now on, Sanliantang will not use drugs or soldiers in Tsim Sha Tsui or Yau Ma Tei areas.
And there is more news that this decision was personally issued by Blue Whale, the leader of Sanliantang.
Immediately afterwards, the three major associations, Hung Hing, Hong Tai, and Hung Ying, also announced that they would cooperate with the Mong Kok police's actions and abide by the Mong Kok police's rules.
Although people on the road are surprised by this, they can accept it.
After all, Hong Xing was not involved in drugs, and he had never heard of being in the arms business.
Hong Ying is also an underground casino finance company with the largest income. There is poison, but there is very little. He just sells it casually in his own venue.
Not to mention Hongtai. Their leader had just died and the new leader had taken over. There were still many internal conflicts and they didn't dare to devote their energy to dealing with the police. It's completely understandable.
But soon, something difficult to understand happened.
Tung Hing, who is known as the most "drug boy", doesn't know what's wrong with him. The new Five Tigers and Crows in charge of Tsim Sha Tsui District are vigorously fighting drugs.
I heard that he not only ordered his younger brother not to sell drugs, but also not to allow his colleagues to sell drugs in his own territory.
They say they're going to fight each other when they meet.
However, the Dongxing talker in Yau Ma Tei, Bai Touwen, did not express his position and seemed unwilling to cooperate.
However, the Mong Kok Police Department just made a statement. In just two days, several first-class associations expressed their cooperation, which was so powerful that it shocked the world.
Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can also see that it is not the Mong Kok Police Station that is powerful, it is entirely because of Mong Kok Police Commissioner Lui Yiu-yang.
He dominated Stanley, roamed Mong Kok, stole the God of Gamblers, donated 1.5 billion, and his deeds are all together, and he is indeed a ruthless person.
It’s no wonder that all parties are afraid of it.
For a time, most of the forces in Hong Kong Comprehensive City looked towards Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Tsim Mong, paying attention to the next development of the situation.
Because everyone who comes from Hong Kong Comprehensive Market knows that Tsim Sha Tsui is the base camp of Nee.
Although Prince Hong Xing is quite powerful, he is engaged in martial arts and pure swordsmanship business, which has little impact on him. He also directly expressed his support for the "Mong Kok Rules".
The Ni family's drug practice is also known to the entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City. Their largest annual income also comes from "drugs."
Now someone wants to ban drugs in Tsim Sha Tsui. Everyone in the world believes that Nee will definitely fight back and it is impossible to accept it.
"Kam Kee" sweet shop in Yuen Long.
This place, on the surface, looks like a very ordinary sweet shop, and it is located in a remote alley.
Logically speaking, the business of a small shop like this is very poor, and the owner can only make a living at most.
But all the old neighbors who actually live in Yuen Long know that the business of this shop has not been bad since it opened ten years ago.
Many young and Dangerous guys who don't look like good people like to come here to drink sugar water whenever they have time.
What's even more strange is that this candy shop will be closed for one day every week for unknown reasons.
Today, this place is also closed. I saw that the alley was densely packed with young and Dangerous people. They were in groups, either smoking or chatting. The atmosphere was relaxed.
Arriving at the Tang Shui shop through the alley, four men gathered around a small table, chatting and laughing, and actually eating hot pot.
A man with sparse hair and a ferocious face used chopsticks to stir the pot for a long time, and then said unhappily:
"Gandhi, did you make a mistake? We made an appointment to have hot pot together, but just sent us away with just some vegetables? Where's the dog meat, where's the beef, and where's the fish balls? Hurry up and get the pot ready."
"Nigger, eat what you can! Didn't you catch wind? Those policemen in Mong Kok said they would ban drugs in Tsim Sha Tsui. With Uncle Kun's temper, it is impossible to give in. It must be a fight between dragon and tiger. Hey, now we are still
There are vegetables to eat, but I’m afraid we won’t even have porridge by then.”
A man in his thirties, wearing brown sunglasses, replied casually. He kept putting vegetables into his bowl and eating them happily without showing any concern in his words.
"Gandhi, what, you want to bring people to help Uncle Kun?"
The third man spoke, he was about thirty years old, his eyes were as big as those of a cow, his hair was on the side, and his tone was joking and relaxed.
"Tsk, Uncle Kun's family has a big business and is the first to come from Tsim Sha Tsui. Why do you need my help?"
The man in brown sunglasses shook his head and continued to eat the vegetables in the bowl.
After taking a bite, the man in sunglasses suddenly raised his head again, looked at the last man and said:
"Wen Zheng, how are you? Uncle Kun values you the most. Did he ask you to help this time?"
The last man was indeed the youngest among the four people present, and he looked to be in his mid-twenties.
Hearing what the man in sunglasses said, the young man smiled and shook his head and said:
"How is this possible? None of the bosses have received the order. I am the youngest here. How could Uncle Kun come to me first?"
From the dialogue, the identities of the four men were also completely exposed. They were the four big brother figures, Wen Zheng, Gandhi, Guohua, and Niggi.
Speaking of which, the operation model of Tsim Sha Tsui Nee's is very strange, a bit like a family, but also has a corporate style.
But let's just say it is a family group, but the Ni family is not simple. There are many people under his command who are just trying to make ends meet.
For example, the four of you here, Wen Zheng, Gandhi, Guo Hua, and Ni Gui, are actually local gangsters in Tsim Sha Tsui, and their influence is no less than that of the top social talkers.
They are the peripheral forces conquered by the Ni family. They can use the banner of the Ni family outside. They have been getting bargains from the Ni family over the years. When they encounter problems that cannot be solved, they will also come to the Ni family.
In return, they obeyed the Ni family's orders. On the 14th of every month, they had to hand in their account books and donate 30% of their entire income, which was regarded as "protection fee" or "filial piety money"!
But it is not accurate to say that the Ni family is a corporate force.
Because their control over the forces under their command is very loose, and there is nothing coercive. If you really want to talk about it, the Ni family's unique model is unique to the entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City, much like the ancient gang alliance.
The Ni family is the leading eldest brother, the leader of the alliance. In addition to his own power and personnel, he is surrounded by three mountains and five mountains.
Is this structure any good?
That's a matter of opinion.
If the Ni family has always been "powerful and powerful", this kind of structure is really good. Apart from collecting money from here and there every month, they pay very little.
Unlike the leader of a general association, if the person who talks to you has a slight problem, they will blame you and say that you are incapable of leadership.
This problem does not exist at all in the Ni family.
But once the Ni family is weak and has no strong means to control the "three mountains and five mountains" under its command, this model will be too bad.
Just like now, after receiving the news that the Mong Kok police were about to set foot in Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui, none of the four peripheral bosses of the Ni family really wanted to help, or even called to ask if there was anything they needed help with.
Instead, they made an appointment to have hot pot together, and they were still a bit interested in watching the fun!
Eat, drink, talk and laugh for a while.
"Well, of the three bosses, I am the youngest here, and I have some unpleasant things to say, as far as I am concerned."
Wen Zheng smiled broadly and suddenly got to the point:
"This time, those policemen in Mong Kok are making a big deal about banning drugs in Tsim Sha Tsui. As for me, I am not optimistic that the Ni family can cope with it."
"It took a lot of effort for me to get to where I am today, and I don't want to go down with the Ni family. If something happens to the Ni family, I won't send troops!"
"Oh!"
Gandhi chuckled and said disdainfully:
"Ni! Uncle Kun is old and has only a few years to live. The eldest son is a doctor, the younger son is idle, the daughter is married, and only the second son who has just returned from studying abroad wants to take over."
"I've met his second son. He's a weak scholar. How come he's hanging out on the street?"
"The Ni family has a bleak future."
As he spoke, Gandhi picked up a fish ball with chopsticks, took a big bite and said:
"I have paid enough every month over the years, so I am worthy of the help Mr. Ni gave me in the first place."
"Send troops, hehe. I still have to think carefully about whether we have to hand in the count on the 14th of this month."
Undoubtedly, the two peripheral bosses stated that the former did not want to be implicated by the Ni family, while the latter went too far and actually wanted to take this opportunity to completely break away from the Ni family and did not even want to pay the money.
If you think about it carefully, contributing 30% of your income every month is indeed a lot.
Whether the fees paid and the help received are proportional is a matter of "different opinions".
Some people may think it's worth it, because there is a backing, and you don't have to actually join the other party's forces, and you can still use your own banner to get around.
But some people will also feel at a loss, like Gandhi.
"Gandhi, I have known you for so many years, and these are the best words I can say."
The nigger's face darkened slightly, but his words immediately expressed his agreement, saying:
"We are here today because we didn't have to bring our brothers out to kill them. What else did Mr. Ni do besides collecting money?"
"Every month, the white noodles are not much cheaper for us. They are basically the same as the market price."
"If Mrs. Nee is kicked out of Tsim Sha Tsui this time, I won't pay the money. Guohua, what do you say?"
"Of course I will advance and retreat together with you."
Guohua shrugged, stirred the hot pot with chopsticks, and said with a smile:
"I often go to Macau recently and would like to negotiate some gaming tables."
"The guy at the Mong Kok Police Station knows that La, the world's God of Gamblers, has such a good relationship with the He family."
"I really don't want to offend him and ruin my business."
“I think it’s great to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers.”
The four of them all fully expressed their stance. After a few words, they reached a temporary agreement. They all raised their beer glasses and celebrated:
"Come, come, come, let's drink!"
No one who comes out to fool around is a fool.
They had a hot pot date today just to reach an agreement and play a game of "together they advance and retreat together."
In this way, even if the Ni family is powerful, they will not dare to go too far towards them.
"Wow, wow, wow, is it so lively? I knew you were all here."
Just as a few people were celebrating, an exaggerated sound of surprise came in, and along with the sound, a short, fat man who looked particularly festive walked in.
The man was holding a mobile phone in his left hand, a black briefcase in his right hand, and was wearing a plaid shirt, as if he had just returned from a trip.
This person is not an ordinary person. He is also the person who originally sent Liu Jianming to the police as an undercover agent.
Han Chen is also a peripheral boss of the Ni family, but his influence is smaller than the four here.
But he is a good person, well-rounded, and very resourceful. He can talk to the Ni family and maintain a good relationship.
I can also have a few chats with the big guys with different ideas in the periphery, and it is relatively friendly.
So after seeing Han Chen, none of the four bosses showed anything inappropriate.
Only Gandhi, as the master, said:
"Well, Achen, if you come to see us for dinner tonight, we will be very happy. If you are talking about Tsim Sha Tsui, then you don't have to be polite."
"Yes, yes, yes, I just came back from Thailand. I will come to see you as soon as I get off the plane. Nothing else, I just came to eat! Oh, you also know that those Thai dishes are not suitable for us Hong Kong residents at all.
The taste."
"It's only been five days. Look how thin I've become."
With a smile on his face, Han Chen looked for bowls and chopsticks in a familiar manner, picked up a stool and crowded next to Gandhi.
He is very good at talking, and with a few words he can change the topic a thousand miles away, and it can be regarded as indicating his purpose of coming, which is to "eat".
Guohua smiled and immediately started chatting:
"The food doesn't taste good. Could it be that other things don't taste good either? They have a good massage over there, A-Chen, aren't you having fun?"
"You mean shemale massage?"
Han Chen looked at Guohua with a smile and joked.
"Hahaha……"
Immediately, the atmosphere in the store became better, like boiling water in a hot pot, and everyone relaxed.
Yuen Long sweet shop.
The arrival of Han Chen made the atmosphere even better. The five big bosses were chatting and laughing, and were in a good mood.
But soon, a younger brother took the
"Big Brother" walked in, went straight to Guohua, handed over his hand and whispered:
"Boss, it's Uncle Kun!"
"oh?"
Everyone listened to what I said.
For a moment, the chatter and laughter in the store stopped. Everyone looked at Guohua, very interested in the content of the phone call.
"Oh no, why did you come to me first!"
Guohua cursed inwardly, but immediately laughed heartily after answering the phone:
"Hahaha, Uncle Kun, how are you doing recently?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was not the Ni Kun that Guohua was familiar with, but a calm and young voice:
"It's me!"
"Axiao?"
Guohua sounded a bit familiar and said tentatively.
Yes, the call on the other end of the phone was not from Ni Kun himself, but from Ni Kun's second son who had just returned to China. It was said that he was the young man who was going to take over the Ni family, Ni Yongxiao.
"Guohua, I know you have been in Macau recently to discuss the gambling table business, but unfortunately you have not been able to do so. In fact, in addition to Macau, the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market is also very good for gambling."
"I just bought a piece of land in Tsim Sha Tsui and plan to open a commercial hotel. One of the floors will be a casino. Everything has been negotiated. I intend to hand over half of the casino to you. I wonder if you are interested in doing it together.
?”
On the other end of the phone, Ni Yongxiao's voice was calm and magnetic.
"Oh!"
Guohua was happy to hear this. What does it mean for Hong Kong Comprehensive City to operate a casino? Hong Kong Comprehensive City simply does not allow casinos to be opened openly.
Ni Yongxiao's proposal may sound like a big deal at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, it turns out to be nothing more than an underground casino.
With Guohua's own strength, although it can't be big, it can still be done.
With a disdainful tone, Guohua also looked down upon Ni Yongxiao at all and said:
"Ah Xiao, I just want to do some serious business now, like paying taxes! It won't be long before you return to Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, and you should know everything about the road. Those of us who come out to hang out, no matter how much money we have,
I can’t show it off, otherwise it will be confiscated at any time.”
"If it's Macau, I'd be very interested. Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, ha...!"
"kindness!"
But on the other end of the phone, Ni Yongxiao's tone did not change at all. He was as cold as ever. He seemed not surprised by Guohua's rejection.
"You are not interested in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, but you are interested in Macau. Well, that's right, you should be interested in Macau, because when you go to Macau, you don't just talk about business. How about it? Have fun with Gandhi's wife?
"
"I have a few photos here. What do you think will happen if they are spread out?"
In an instant, the expression on Guohua's face, who was holding the "Big Brother" in his hand, changed, and his eyes became sinister. He unconsciously glanced at Gandhi, who was sitting across from him.
Guohua is a lecherous person, and not just an ordinary lecherous man.
Not long ago, he actually hooked up with someone else's wife.
If the person he hooks up with is not a big shot, but just an ordinary person, then he has nothing to worry about.
Juan Guohua was so courageous that he hooked up with Gandhi, who was sitting across from him, and the wife of a boss of the same level as him.
If this spreads out, not only Gandhi will kill him, but the entire world may not be able to tolerate him.
At this time, Ni Yongxiao's steady voice on the phone continued:
"As I said before, I will leave half of the casino to you, and I will keep your photos in my private collection."
"Our Ni family ship is not a passenger ship. You can get on and off whenever you want."
After saying that, the phone hung up and a busy tone beeped.
"Yeah!"
Guohua cursed in his heart, took a deep breath, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said:
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm very interested in the casino business. Now the Ni family is offering a piece of meat. If I don't eat it, my brothers will eat it too. "I'll leave first."
With that said, Guohua stood up, walked away with a straight face.
"kindness?"
As Guohua left, the originally very good atmosphere solidified. The remaining four people, except Han Chen, all looked at me and me with strange expressions.
Some of them couldn't understand why the fat meat was so great that Guohua had to go through this "muddy water".
And the next moment, the "Big Brother" bell in the candy store rang again.
Gandhi, who was wearing sunglasses, quickly realized that it was his call and answered it immediately:
"Hello!"
"It's me, Ni Yongxiao."
On the other end of the phone was Master Ni Er, who had just finished talking to Guohua.
Compared to Guohua, Gandhi spoke much more impolitely and his tone was more arrogant:
"It turns out to be Master Ni. What, what's the matter? Where's Uncle Kun? Why didn't Uncle Kun call me?"
"Master Ni, if you have anything to discuss, it's best to let Uncle Kun talk to me."
Gandhi barely said it clearly that he felt Ni Yongxiao was not qualified to negotiate with him.
Now all fools know that "a storm is coming." In Gandhi's view, if the Ni family wants their help, they must give them benefits and negotiate terms.
The negotiator must be Ni Kun.
Ni Yongxiao was nothing. He was just a young man who had just returned from studying abroad. He didn't know whether he could even lift a knife.
Ni Yongxiao also seemed to have a clear understanding of Gandhi's character, and he was equally polite on the phone:
"I don't plan to talk to you either. You let the nigger listen and I'll talk to him!"
"Hey, nigga, it's really weird that this guy called my number to find you."
Gandhi was indeed arrogant enough. He did not cover up the microphone and handed the phone to the nigger while speaking loudly. It was obvious that he was still "powering down" Ni Yongxiao on the other end of the phone.
The nigger was still holding a beer glass in his hand. He was also puzzled. He took the phone and said before the other party could speak:
"How's it going, Axiao? What Gandhi means is what I mean. If anything happens, let Uncle Kun tell us in person."
"Nigger, you'd better listen. My dad doesn't know what I'm going to say next. If he knew about it, I'm afraid he wouldn't tell you personally, but would ask Awu to find you!"
Hearing these words, the nigger's expression changed, he put down his wine glass and shouted:
"What do you mean, threatening me?"
Because of the large movement, the three people in the candy store looked at him intently, full of doubts.
They didn't understand what Ni Yongxiao said that would cause the black people to react so violently.
At the same time, Ni Yongxiao’s clear voice came out on the phone:
"You have been very close to Gandhi recently! I heard that you were doing business together, taking goods from us and shipping them to South America for sale. It's a pity that when the goods reached the high seas, they were robbed!"
"But luckily, I just sent someone to find it for you, and it turns out it's in your private warehouse."
"How about I stop talking to you and start talking to Gandhi again?"
Hearing this, the nigger's face turned green and white. After hanging up the phone, he stood up and said:
"I can't get off the Ni family's boat now, so I'll leave first."
Compared to Gandhi's explanation, the nigger didn't even give an explanation and just left.
The three of them were left, you looked at me and I looked at you, very confused.
"Why!"
The four-member team had lost two of its members in an instant.
Wen Zheng, the youngest, forced a smile and expressed his stance in the same way:
"There are five gangs of people in Tsim Sha Tsui who work with the Ni family. Now Guohua and the niggas will continue to follow the Ni family. If Brother Chen doesn't say anything, he will definitely follow."
"Three to two, I'm a small family, so I can't help but follow."
After saying this, Wen Zheng stood up and said goodbye as well:
"Gandhi, Brother Chen, I'm leaving too."
"I'm just kidding you."
When Gandhi saw Wen Zheng also leaving, he could no longer suppress his anger and slapped the table and cursed.
He really didn't understand why this was happening.
The most important thing is that today's appointment here was initiated by him, Gandhi.
In addition, he and Ni Yongxiao had previously spoken in a rude manner.
It's a good thing now, several people have sold him, and they all want to side with the Ni family.
If the Ni family situation really passes, Gandhi can imagine that he will never get anything good.
Han Chen did not leave at this time. He picked up a glass of beer and said with a smile:
"Gandhi, don't think so much. It's okay. Cheers!"
Gandhi looked ugly, but Han Chen hadn't left yet, which really made him grateful. He couldn't help but give him face, raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. After the glass was gone, Gandhi suppressed the anger in his heart and said curiously:
"Achen, why don't you leave?"
"I told you before I came here. I just came here to eat today. I haven't finished eating yet. Where can I go?"
Han Chen smiled all over his face and gave people a great impression.
"Aren't you afraid of being implicated by me?"
Gandhi was even more grateful and asked again.
"Why are you involved? Gandhi, don't worry. If Uncle Kun wants to deal with you because of this trivial matter, then I will definitely stand by your side!"
Han Chen looked very loyal and promised.
Gandhi was extremely moved when he heard this and toasted Han Chen repeatedly.
Han Chen accompanied him with a smile the whole time, and his mind had already flown to nowhere.
You know, what he said was that if Ni Kun wanted to deal with Gandhi, he would help him.
As for the person who called today, Han Chen heard clearly that it was not Ni Kun, but Ni Yongxiao.
In other words, if Ni Yongxiao wanted to deal with Gandhi, he didn't have to help.
From beginning to end tonight, Han Chen was speechless:
This Ni Yongxiao is very skillful. It didn't take even ten minutes to break all the petty ideas of the peripheral boss.
Han Chen was actually confident of dealing with these four familiar Gandhis.
After a long period of contact, Han Chen had already understood:
Among the four, Ni Gui and Guo Hua were the toughest and wiser.
However, both of them are ruthless and morally corrupt, so it is not difficult to catch their sore feet.
Gandhi, compared to the first two, was far different mentally. He would tear out his heart and lungs if he was fooled a little bit.
As for Wen Zheng, he has always followed the trend. He is the weakest and dare not have his own ideas.
What Han Chen didn't expect was that he could see clearly, and Ni Yongxiao seemed to see clearly too. The order of the people making the call was exactly the rhythm that was easiest to break.
I don’t know if it was Ni Yongxiao’s own idea, or if Ni Kun was too cunning and unwilling to come forward, so he was instigating his son behind his back.
At the same time, inside a luxury residence in Tsim Sha Tsui.
The two of them were sitting quietly in the study. One was younger, looking to be in his twenties, with a well-proportioned figure, neither tall nor short. He wore a pair of large gold-rimmed glasses, a vest and a shirt, which made him look elegant and elegant.
One is older, about sixty years old, his hair is completely white, and he is wearing a white shirt. He looks like an ordinary old man, giving him a lifeless feeling.
But these two seemingly inconspicuous people are none other than the old and new heads of the Ni family, Ni Yongxiao and Ni Kun!
At this time, Ni Yongxiao had just hung up the phone and said confidently:
"Dad, it should be fine."
"Hey, the storm is coming. If you run out, you will have to pay it back sooner or later."
Ni Kun didn't seem to be in a high mood. With a calm face, he picked up the tea cup on the study table and played with it.
"Dad, you're here again."
Ni Yongxiao's expression was very gentle, seeming to contain endless family affection, and he persuaded:
"Gandhi, Nigga, Guohua and others are just facilitators, swaying on both sides. Even if they are really gone, we, the Ni family, can still stand firm."
"Ah Xiao, this time is different!"
Ni Kun's heavy expression did not fade and he said carefully:
"You also know that dad used to run a small gambling stall. He started with a few cents and became known to everyone in Tsim Sha Tsui. By the 1970s, all four major families in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City collapsed. I grabbed
Opportunity, from gambling to poison."
"When I was young, I had been in the gambling world for decades, and I was very clear about the gambling world."
"The gambling world is definitely no less dangerous than the drug world."
"Lei Yaoyang, Mong Kok, can win the world's gambling god, but he is unscathed afterwards and returns to the Hong Kong Comprehensive City to continue working as a policeman. Then he must not be as simple as he seems!"
"Moreover, the four major families in Hong Kong Comprehensive City were at their peak for a while, why did they collapse? Just four words, offend Bai Dao!"
"Those of us who come out to make money, no matter how powerful or rich we are. If Bai Dao really plays with us, we will have to finish it."
"Now the police superintendent, the god of gambling, and a man with dual identities have to step into Tsim Sha Tsui to reorganize the order of the side..."
Having said this, Ni Kun fell silent.
He is no longer a rookie on his first day out, but a real veteran. He is much more experienced than the so-called leading bosses in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market today.
Back then, the four major families in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City were overthrown by Bai Dao, who also proposed to ban drugs, but he still dared to abandon his mature gambling business and go all out to develop the drug industry.
Ni Kun has both courage and vision.
But this time it was different. Ni Kun knew the horrors of the gambling world so well that he knew how terrifying a gambling god could be.
How terrifying it is to have the dual identities of a gambler and a policeman, taking both black and white!
With just one Ni family, Ni Kun really couldn't figure out how to deal with the other party.
"Dad, you don't have to worry too much. Our Ni family is so powerful that even the police can't do anything to us without sufficient evidence."
Although Ni Yongxiao has a deep palace, he is still young and does not agree with Tao.
"Ah Xiao, you still don't understand. If it's the police alone, we, the Ni family, are not afraid of it, and we, the Ni family, are not afraid of a single gambling person."
Ni Kun sighed, shook his head and said:
"But now the sum of the two is not as simple as one plus one. The police means that the other party has the support of the government, and the God of Gamblers means that the other party will not act according to the rules like ordinary police."
"Now that the other party has not arrived, I have spoken out first. No matter what, the anti-drug issues in Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Ma Tei will have a result, and there will be no room for change."
"Dad, I understand everything you said. But as a result, our Ni family may not suffer!"
Ni Yongxiao was full of confidence and spoke softly.
"Hopefully, if things don't work out by then, Ni Kun still wanted to say something. At this time, the study door was pushed open, and Ni Kun's eldest daughter walked in and said seriously:
"Dad, someone sent a message to your door. It was signed by Mr. Lei Yiu-yang, Commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station."
"Oh? Let me take a look."
Ni Kun immediately became energetic, stood up and stretched out his hand.
Soon, the post was handed to Ni Kun, which stated:
At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, we will have tea at Yunlai Teahouse in Mong Kok.