blogombal Chapter 15 Crazy, is he still a child?
Chapter 15 Crazy, is he still a child?
The rooftop of Paris, a dreamlike place.
After looking around and confirming that it was safe, Cao Dahua made a phone call:
"Inspector Wong..."
Huang Bingyao sounded somewhat displeased on the other end of the phone, "Who is this?"
"Are you kidding me? Calling at this hour?"
"I'm Ada, I have..." Cao Dahua quickly explained, while cautiously looking around.
Huang Bingyao yawned, his tone impatient: "Damn it, what are you doing calling in the middle of the night? You'll have to prove yourself before you come back..."
Cao Dahua chimed in, "I know, I have some juicy gossip, I'm going to make a name for myself!"
"What juicy news?"
Upon hearing the words "explosive news," Huang Bingyao instinctively sprang out of bed, turned on the light, grabbed a notebook and pen from the table, and warned in a warning tone:
"If you dare to mess with me, I'll crush your head."
"Hongtai's laundry detergent factory may be..." Cao Dahua said.
Huang Bingyao wrote down the address Cao Dahua mentioned in his notebook, becoming happier and happier as he wrote.
The address Cao Dahua provided was so precise, down to the house number, that this information was highly credible.
Huang Bingyao asked, "Ada, where did you get this intelligence? The address is so precise!"
Without batting an eye, Cao Dahua, one foot on the rooftop railing, said, "I went through all sorts of trouble to get this out of Ah Le's godson!"
When Wong Bing-yiu heard that the source of the information was related to Ah Lok, he believed it even more.
But who is Ah Le's godson? I've never heard of him.
He didn't hesitate; instead, he put on a smiling face and praised Cao Dahua:
"Ada, well done! You truly deserve to be my top undercover agent, the tiger of the Criminal Investigation Department..."
Upon hearing this, Cao Dahua puffed out his chest. "Thank you for your concern, Inspector Huang. Can I be transferred back?"
"Once I take over Hongtai's laundry detergent factory, I'll try my best to bring you back!"
Huang Bingyao's tone was certain, but it also contained some uncertainties.
Upon hearing that he could be transferred back, Cao Dahua beamed with joy, but then suddenly realized that the words "as much as possible" were in his reply, and his lips twitched slightly.
"Officer Wong, you said last time you'd definitely transfer me back, how come it's now a long shot? Stop messing around!"
Huang Bingyao put on his clothes and pants, laughing and saying, "Let's talk about it after we shut down the laundry detergent factory."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Ada was left alone, bewildered in the wind on the rooftop.
A minute later, several police cars quietly drove out of Yau Ma Tei Police Station.
……
2:10 a.m.
Yau Ma Tei, Jordan Road.
"Faster, faster!"
Inside a pirated CD factory.
Besides the mechanical noise from the CD manufacturing machine, there was also Chen Mei's constant urging, creating a somewhat oppressive atmosphere.
The worker frequently wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickened his pace.
Packets of No. 4 laundry detergent were placed at the bottom of a cardboard box, then another layer of camouflage was laid on top, and finally pirated CDs were placed inside.
Chen Mei, who was supervising from the side, nodded from time to time, praising the Crown Prince in her heart, seeing how well he had disguised himself.
"As expected of my son, he's so clever. He even thought of using pirated CDs as a cover."
He had previously considered switching accounts and starting over.
This was Chen Mei's first time visiting this pirated CD factory, and according to the rules, he shouldn't have been there.
After making sure all the No. 4 laundry detergent was packed, he suddenly realized something.
"Whose name is on the board of directors' list for the pirated CD factory?"
Thinking of this, I felt a pang of regret; I shouldn't have entrusted Wei Jixiang to A Le.
He still highly regards Wei Jixiang; he'll risk his life for you if you only give him a little bit of cheap fodder.
"If we hadn't handed Wei Jixiang over, we could have made him a nominal director of the pirated CD company, and if anything went wrong, we could have pushed him out as a scapegoat."
He wanted to climb the social ladder, and he had a wife and children, so he didn't dare to report himself.
The thought of losing such a high-quality animal filled Chen Mei with grief, and she vowed to find another one.
"Boss, the goods are all loaded, just waiting for the truck to come and pick them up..."
The younger brother reported the progress to Chen Mei.
Chen Mei nodded, feeling half relieved. She lit a cigar, strode towards the door, and prepared to go home to sleep.
Ring ring ring—
The phone in her pocket rang, and Chen Mei frowned slightly.
The phone call came in the middle of the night, and I had a bad feeling about it. I answered the phone nervously.
"Boss, this is terrible! Ah Le's men have attacked!"
He hadn't had a chance to answer yet.
Dozens of police officers broke down the door and pointed five or six guns at him.
The leader, wearing a white shirt, flashed an arrest warrant:
"Chen Mei, you are suspected of manufacturing and trafficking drugs. We are taking you back to the police station in accordance with the law."
You have the right to remain silent, but what you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
After saying that, Chen Mei instinctively raised her hands.
The constable next to her put handcuffs and a hood on Chen Mei.
He was still dazed and confused even after getting into the police car, not knowing what had happened.
But he wasn't afraid, because Hong Kong Island is a place where the law and evidence matter.
It means that having money makes you invincible, and you can't get him punished.
……
Ten minutes ago.
At the entrance of Dream Paris.
"Brother Qiang, we've found out. Prince and A-Bao are both at Walden Nightclub. Piyanmei left a while ago, we don't know where he went."
Yizi is reporting to Gao Qiang.
The principle of "capture the king first" applies especially to gangsters.
"Well done"
Gao Qiang patted him on the shoulder as a reward and asked, "Have you prepared the trash can and broom I asked you to?"
"It's already loaded onto the truck," Yizi replied.
Although he didn't understand why Gao Qiang wanted to bring these things, he didn't say anything because of his current status.
Gao Qiang nodded. "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yizi whistled.
In an instant, more than a dozen bread trucks drove out of the dimly lit alley.
"Brother Qiang, get in the car." Yizi thoughtfully stepped forward and opened the car door for him.
Gao Qiang bent down and crawled inside.
Yi Zai followed closely behind, slammed the car door shut with a whoosh, started the car, and headed straight for Shanghai Street.
"Brother Qiang"
It was only then that Gao Qiang realized the van driver was Cao Dahua.
He then turned to look at the back seat.
Since he wasn't wearing a helmet, he had to be careful and didn't want to end up like Ah Le.
"Ah-Ji, what are you doing here? Wasn't I supposed to have you recuperate?"
Gao Qiang was shocked when he saw it.
Ah-Ji's baby face was sitting in the back row, giving him a sinister smile.
"I heard you're going to chop someone up tonight. I want to have a contest with you to see who can chop up more."
Ah Ji couldn't sleep all night until he got his revenge on Gao Qiang.
Do you think this is some kind of Fruit Assassin game?
Why don't we compare who cuts the most?! Or should we compare who gets the highest score?!
Gao Qiang was speechless at this martial arts fanatic.
Bringing him along would be of some help, but his moves are too ruthless, and Gao Qiang doesn't want anyone to die.
"I'll compete with you, but you can't use a knife."
Gao Qiang pulled a baton from his waist and handed it to Aji, saying, "Use this. Don't kill anyone!"
After hesitating for a moment, Ah-Ji took the baton and looked it over with some disdain.
The van drove in silence for ten minutes before coming to a steady stop in front of the Walden nightclub.
Upon seeing more than a dozen bread trucks parked on Shanghai Street, the parking attendant from Hongtai Parking Company standing at the entrance changed his expression drastically.
With a whoosh, the car doors opened neatly, and about a hundred gangsters filed out.
Gao Qiang took the lead and led his men to attack the Walden Nightclub.
"When it comes to working with Wo Shing, those who are not involved should get out of the way."
"Kill those bastards, Hong Tai and his gang."
"kill!"
Cao Dahua shouted enthusiastically in the car, setting the rules, creating the right atmosphere, ensuring his safety, and making him feel powerful.
Hong Tai's henchmen would only have a few reactions:
1. Those who want to rise to the top should grab the machete and steel pipe behind the parking gear and fight back.
Second, those who just want to make a living will act as if nothing happened, crouch down with their heads in their hands, and some, in fear, will even run away.
Gao Qiang and his team were dealing with henchmen who were fighting back with weapons.
As for the guests coming and going, they would ignore them unless they were in the way.
The gangsters fight only to fight for territory, not to kill indiscriminately.
The guests tonight were quite sensible; upon hearing the call, they immediately stood against the wall and made way, their movements very practiced.
It's none of their business, and they can just watch the show.
If they won't even let us watch the excitement, we can just go somewhere else to have fun.
at this time.
A henchman of Hongtai, wielding a butcher knife, charged angrily toward Gao Qiang.
He thought Gao Qiang, who was carrying a baton and dressed in a refined manner, couldn't be a tough guy who could fight.
Just as Gao Qiang was about to teach this clueless guy a lesson,
Ah Ji flashed in front of him and swung his stick at the henchman's head.
The henchman had also practiced some moves and reacted quickly, using a butcher knife to defend himself.
Ding ding dang—
Several sounds of weapons clashing rang out in succession.
Ah-Ji didn't use any tricks; he used brute force to knock the butcher's cleaver out of his hand and smashed his head open with the stick.
"I'm alone now."
After saying that, Aji turned his head and gave Gao Qiang a contemptuous shake of his head and a smile.
"Are you crazy? Are you still a child?"
Gao Qiang cursed under his breath as he looked at the damn blond guy.
He successfully aroused a strong fighting spirit.
Gao Qiang then charged at Hong Tai's henchmen who rushed out of the nightclub.