blogombal Chapter 2 These robbers are too ruthless!
Chapter 2 These robbers are too ruthless!
"Let's do it!"
Fu Guang, dressed in a black trench coat, wearing a hood and white socks, gave an order, grabbed an AK and got out of the car with three henchmen, rushing directly towards the jewelry store across the street.
In just three minutes, the gold shop's bells rang loudly, and Fu Guang and his three companions returned laden with their purchases. Their leather bags were filled with all sorts of gold jewelry, so much so that no one picked it up even if it fell on the ground.
The three robbers jumped into the car quickly, flustered and nervous.
However, Fu Guang swaggered over, holding an AK, extremely arrogant and not at all flustered.
He had already calculated that the police patrols took five minutes to arrive, as each patrol cycle was fifteen minutes long.
There are at most two minutes left.
What is he afraid of?
Striding confidently, unhurriedly—that's the style of a true leader...
"boom!"
However, a figure landed straight on the roof of the Toyota Hiace, smashing a large, human-shaped crater into the roof, leaving the robbers inside completely dumbfounded.
Even Fu Guang was dumbfounded.
A flying acrobat descending from the sky? What the hell is going on?
"Go, go quickly!" Fu Guang glanced at Huang Jingyang, who was still vomiting blood, and he was also very unsettled. He was extremely nervous because he saw that the other party's lost ID belonged to an anti-triad squad officer. He scrambled to the door and frantically told the driver to drive away.
Where is that arrogant demeanor from before?
The Toyota Hiace lurched forward as soon as the accelerator was floored.
Huang Jingyang was also thrown to the ground by gravity.
Passersby were terrified and screamed upon seeing this.
Wei Chen leaned against the parapet, tilted his head to look down, and clapped his hands in satisfaction:
"knock off."
……
A person fell from the 18th-floor rooftop, causing an unusually loud commotion.
In addition, the robbery of the gold shop quickly attracted the attention of many military personnel.
Three or four police cars arrived at the scene of the crime.
The street was full of passersby, pointing and whispering nearby, and no amount of evacuation efforts by the police could dispersal them.
"Tsk tsk, robbing is one thing, but to kill someone is another! Robbers these days are utterly depraved!"
Fu Guang:………
"Yes, yes, I saw it with my own eyes. After those robbers pushed the people down, they came down and robbed the jewelry store. They're incredibly audacious." As soon as Wei Chen finished speaking, someone immediately chimed in.
Another person boasted, "It wasn't just going downstairs, it was clearly being lowered down by steel cables, like Ultraman. These days, the big hoops are getting more and more impressive."
"No wonder the Flying Tigers always lose; how can their equipment and skills compare to those veterans from the north?"
"If they attack, we might as well surrender," several others nearby remarked in amazement.
After watching for a while, and seeing that Huang Jingyang was truly dead, Wei Chen whistled and left.
Hey, everyone says it was those robbers who did it. There are witnesses and physical evidence. It has nothing to do with Wei Chen. He didn't see anything and didn't do anything.
If I actually did it...
Those hands have their own thoughts, what can he do?
He was helpless too!
Besides, why should I support you when there are so many others?
Putting aside the facts, are you really not wrong?
Wei Chen continued walking, searching through his memories.
"Wo Luen Shing? Hung Hing? And the Number Gang and Tung Sing triads? Is this some kind of Hong Kong variety show world?"
"They still have mobile phones now? Isn't that something that won't be released for another few years?"
The stupid boss is solved, but the big boss B is not yet solved.
This is also a tricky problem.
After all, Boss B was a lackey of Hung Hing's Chiang Tin-sang. If Chiang Tin-sang really got angry, tens of thousands of Hung Hing members wouldn't let him off the hook.
It seems this matter needs to be resolved; Wei Chen doesn't want to run away so soon after arriving.
There's no way to count on Guan Zisen.
They saved his life and gave him a few hundred dollars to get rid of him; he's a complete waste.
Ultimately, you have to rely on yourself!
……
"Brother Chen, so you're here." After walking two blocks, a young man in a denim shirt suddenly ran over.
"What is it?" Wei Chen looked at the other person's face, which resembled Andy Lau's, and remembered who it was: Ahua, his most loyal little brother.
"Jimmy wants you to come over; he says he has something for you to handle," Ahua said.
"Okay, I'll go there now."
Jimmy and Wei Chen are both underlings of Guan Zisen. However, Jimmy has always preferred business and is still the fourth-ranking member. Therefore, after being the leader for so long, Guan Zisen's only notable figure is Wei Chen.
Jimmy is a business partner of Wei Chen. Whenever someone tries to cause trouble, Wei Chen is the one who steps in.
Soon they arrived at the Shanghai Street Yimalan area, where they saw Bai Gu Jimi, dressed in a black suit, counting money while smoking a cigarette in his office.
"You keep watch outside for now," Wei Chen instructed Ahua, turning his head.
"Oh, and call Fly too, get the manpower ready, we might have some work to do in the next couple of days."
"Okay." Ahua nodded immediately, and Wei Chen then went inside.
"You're here?"
"What's the matter?"
"I happen to have something to tell you." Jimmy pointed to the sofa and then said, "The pirated DVDs we made together before were pretty good, but we caught the eye of the Changyi Society. Last night, two of our stalls were raided. What do you think we should do?"
"Damn it! When it rains, it pours. One problem after another." Wei Chen cursed as soon as he sat down.
"We haven't even sorted out this matter with Boss B yet, and he's already here at Changyi Society. I wonder if he's having a run of bad luck this year."
"That's how it is for gangsters. If you have one or two enemies a month, you're lucky. You're just blessed by your ancestors," Jimmy said with a smile.
Both Cheung Yee Society and Wai Sum's territory are in Tsim Sha Tsui, but Wai Sum only has two bars and more than thirty henchmen.
The Changyi Society can be considered a second-rate gang, with four or five streets under its control, more than a thousand people, and three or four Red Sticks. The most capable fighter is called Nineteen.
Besides the Double Flower Red Stick, the most skilled Red Stick in a gang is also called the Gold Medal Red Stick.
Nineteen has a whole street of men, three or four hundred of them, which is ten times the number of Wei Chen's men.
In this light, Guan Zisen is still too useless.
When a subordinate rises to prominence, the boss usually rewards him. But what about this pathetic boss? He doesn't give himself a single penny. He spends all his money on gaining followers, and when he's high, he hires prostitutes.
As for the head of the nine districts of Wo Luen Shing, Kwan Tsz-sum is an incompetent fool.
If it weren't for Long Gen holding things up, Guan Zisen probably wouldn't even be able to become the head of the department.
"Go and find out where Brother Pan, the leader of the Changyi Society, and Nineteen, the top-ranked Red Stick, are located, and then tell me the news."
"Okay." Jimmy nodded.
The Changyi Society definitely needs to be dealt with. After all, the piracy business is Wei Chen's only source of income right now, earning him more than 300,000 yuan a month. If that's all taken away, how will he survive in the future?
How can you survive like this?
If you don't have money, forget about being a boss; your underlings will just cut you down first.
In the world of gangsters, few people are loyal to their friends.
However, Wei Chen still needs to deal with Boss B first. This guy isn't very bright, so he'll be easier to handle.
After giving the instructions, Wei Chen went outside and found Ahua: "Have you called for reinforcements yet?"
"Boss, I've already sent Fly to take care of it."
"You go there yourself, I'll go find Brother Sen," Wei Chen instructed, and Ahua nodded.
He then got into his Toyota Hiace, which he had bought, and prepared to drive to the temple.
However, just as the car was started, a figure suddenly appeared in the back seat, and a cold gun barrel was quickly pressed against the back of Wei Chen's head. A chilling voice came from beside his ear: "Don't move, or I'll kill you!"