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For safety reasons, Li Wenbin followed Shi Xun all the way to the gate and then closed it behind him.
"Dad, was that person who came looking for you a policeman too?"
Li Jiajun asked with some curiosity.
"He's not a policeman, he's a Gestapo officer."
Li Wenbin said slowly.
"Dad, what is the Gestapo?"
Li Jiajun continued to ask.
"Executioner, murderer."
Li Wenbin said calmly.
"Huh? Dad, then why don't you arrest him? Aren't you a policeman?"
Upon hearing Li Wenbin's words, Li Jiajun's face showed a look of fear.
"He's the foreigners' Gestapo, I'm a policeman from the Hong Kong British government..."
Li Wenbin seemed to be answering Li Jiajun's question, but also talking to himself. He stopped there and walked to Li Jiajun's side, patting him and saying, "Jiajun, there are always things in life that are beyond our control. Read more books and strive to move forward. You will understand in the future."
"Oh~"
Although Li Jiajun was still completely bewildered, seeing that his father's expression was not quite right, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
the other side.
The White House at Mount Davis.
"Zhiyong, Uncle Deng, what are you planning to do?"
Outside the white house, Xu Huayan asked Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei.
After leaving the White House, Xu Huayan felt a little more relaxed. Inside the White House, facing Wang Ailin, he had been under immense pressure.
“Mr. Xu, according to Wang Ailin, the entire Hong Kong Island has already been taken care of by their political department. All our three triads need to do is declare war on Hung Hing and have a good fight, and everything will be okay.”
After a moment's thought, Zhang Zhiyong answered.
"It's so simple, yet it feels complicated to me."
A bitter smile appeared on Xu Huayan's face.
“Mr. Xu, I think you shouldn’t overthink it. We have no power to fight back against the Political Department. Thinking too much is useless and will only cause more trouble. If they really want to deal with us, why bother with such secrecy? They can just take action directly.”
Deng Wei said quietly.
"Uncle Deng, you're right, but I just feel like something's not right. I feel like something's wrong."
At this point, Xu Huayan gave a self-deprecating smile, "Perhaps I'm overthinking it."
After chatting with Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei for a few more minutes and finalizing the general action plan for the three major gangs tomorrow, Xu Huayan got into his Mercedes-Benz and left the 'White House'.
At this moment, not far from the 'White House' in Moxing Ridge, on the roof of an abandoned bungalow, a man is holding an infrared telescope and staring at the door of the 'White House'.
After a Mercedes-Benz with a tiger-head logo drove out of the gate, the man immediately took out his satellite phone and dialed a number.
"Boss, Xu Huayan's car just left the 'White House'."
At this point, the man saw Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei's car also leaving through the gate, and he immediately continued, "Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Wei's car also went out."
"okay, I get it."
Ah-Hua's voice came through the receiver.
Then, the busy tone of "beep beep beep" reached the man's ears.
On the other end of the phone, Ahua hung up, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the satellite phone again and dialed a number.
"Brother Jun, it's me."
As soon as the call connected, Ahua immediately spoke.
"Ahua, what's wrong?"
At this moment, Li Jun was standing on the deck of the cruise ship, quietly looking at the dark sea in front of him.
“Brother Jun, Xu Huayan, Zhang Zhiyong, and Deng Wei were just called into the ‘white room’ by the political department and stayed there for almost an hour before they came out.”
Ahua replied.
"It seems our Hung Hing brothers are putting on quite a show; the Political Department has finally decided to take action."
A smile appeared on Li Jun's face.
Before Ahua could speak, Li Jun continued, "Since the political department is going to make a move, then our people should make a move too."
"Brother Jun, I understand what you mean."
Ahua replied immediately.
"Remember, play with them slowly. This time, we're going to let the foreigners have their fill."
Li Jun said with a smile.
"understand!"
Ahua responded.
"Ah Hua, I'll leave the rest of the time to you. I'll take it easy and wait for the foreigners to beg me to come back to Hong Kong Island. I want everyone on Hong Kong Island to know that a permanent deportation order is just a piece of waste paper. Even I, Li Jun, would find it too hard to wipe my ass."
Li Jun smiled slightly and slowly spoke, word by word, the word "benevolence."
[104] The Tsim Sha Tsui battle: Tonight's Hong Kong Island police force is just a joke.
late at night.
Prince Edward Bar, Prat Lane, Tsim Sha Tsui.
This is the best bar in Baole Lane, belonging to the territory of Xinji Shuanghua Honggun Futou Jun.
Axe Jun takes this territory very seriously, and he has as many as 50 henchmen parking and guarding it every day.
Normally, this many people would be enough to handle any trouble, but tonight they are far from sufficient.
After finishing his phone call with Li Jun, Ahua immediately took action.
According to Li Jun's plan, the first step of the operation was to take the initiative to give Xinji, Wo Luen Shing, and the Number Gang a little shock.
And Axe Jun was the 'lucky one' chosen by Li Jun.
As a top-ranking member of the New Police, Axe Jun had nearly ten thousand henchmen. With enough territory and enough followers, he was the perfect target to make an example of.
At this moment, at the entrance of Prince Bar, Axe Jun's henchmen were still picking up customers and parking cars as usual.
This job may seem simple, but it's quite lucrative. People who are chosen to pick up and park customers are generally considered to be doing well in the gang.
A-Fan is one of them.
"Damn it, they only give 50 yuan for driving a Mercedes, I'll fucking swear to them!"
At this moment, A-Fan was complaining about the stingy customer from earlier.
Just then, he saw a dozen or so expressionless, indifferent men walking straight toward the Prince Bar.
A-Fan's intuition told him that something was wrong with these people, so he secretly retreated behind the other parking attendants, preparing to observe them from the shadows.
then.
Ah Fan saw a short dagger slide out of the men's sleeves, and then, like a tiger, they pounced on his group of parking henchmen. In the blink of an eye, they had knocked all the parking henchmen in front of him to the ground.
"Killed!"
When Ah Fan saw this, he panicked and ran towards the Prince Bar while shouting.
However, just as he ran into the Prince Bar, he felt a tremendous force hit his back, sending him flying. When he landed on the ground, Ah Fan felt like his whole body was falling apart. But before he could even cry out, a leather boot suddenly appeared in front of him and stomped on his right hand, breaking it off.
"what!!!"
A-Fan immediately let out a scream.
But his suffering was not over yet, as the owner of the boots quickly stomped on and broke his left arm and both feet.
"Ahhhhh!!!!"
After letting out a miserable wail, A-Fan fainted from the pain.
Meanwhile, outside the Prince Bar, a series of wails also rang out, sending chills down the spines of anyone who heard them.
The men and women who were originally venting their energy and indulging in their bodies at the Prince Bar, upon hearing this terrified scream, could no longer relax and all screamed as they ran towards the entrance of the Prince Bar.
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"Damn it, they treat my brothers like toys, stomp on them! Kill them!"
At this moment, Ba Long, the new gang leader in charge of security at the Prince Bar, also led his men to rush in front of the 'veteran'. Without saying a word, he directly attacked these 'expressionless' men.
Balong initially thought that there were only a dozen or so people on the other side, and that he, with so many people, would be able to easily defeat them. However, once they started fighting, Balong sensed that something was wrong.
The person he was fighting was extremely skilled. Although he was only wielding a short dagger, he was able to fight him to a standstill, and in fact, he was gradually losing ground.
Most importantly, the group of people who came to disrupt his business all seemed to be equally skilled, and his henchmen were like chicks, having no chance to fight back at all.