Chapter 356: The Farce Ends

Wang Yan moved the shield aside, opened the door, and kicked the guy who was still in the air and attacking him in the chest. Seeing his eyes bulge, his mouth wide open, and hearing a scream, this player who might be a "Red Pole" flew into the crowd behind, causing a considerable degree of chaos.

Immediately after, the two sides engaged in close combat. A group of hooligans crowded, scratched, and grabbed, while a group of police officers held shields and smashed with police batons.

The entire formation of the police officers was a cone shape, and the tip of the cone was Wang Yan. He inserted into the hooligans' team at the front, opened up the situation, and the police officers behind followed, scattering the hooligans' formation.

Hooligans were an organization that scattered and destroyed social order and engaged in illegal and criminal activities. They might be okay at individual street fighting, but they were far behind in this kind of group confrontation. The police officers, not to mention being well-trained, also had drills for this kind of large-scale confrontation, plus they held shields and police batons, so they had more advantages. So as soon as they touched, a group of little hooligans were beaten and screaming.

Wang Yan stood at the very front, showing great power. He pushed forward with the shield, the police baton flew, and his legs weren't idle either. These people's lower bodies were average. With a straight kick to the shin, most people would fall in his direction, followed by a knee strike, and he would step on the person in front as soon as he landed. The police officers following closely behind weren't polite either, stepping on them as they went up. Looking at it this way, after this time, it would be high to live and step to death ten or eight.

Charging fiercely all the way, Wang Yan watched the six directions and listened to all directions, paying attention to the sneak attacks that might appear at any time. In fact, his pressure wasn't as great as imagined. He wasn't facing hooligans from three sides at the same time; there were police officers constantly rotating to the front beside him, just facing the ones from the front. In this kind of crowded situation, there were at most three people, basically one move each, very easy, so there was plenty of spare energy.

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It wasn't to say that everyone was Wang Yan. As they went deeper into the hooligans' team, the police officers behind quickly changed from a fan shape to smaller and smaller, and also successfully split the hooligans into two sides.

It was also at this time, when Wang Yan was entangled with the three people in front of him, that two sharp knives with cold light rushed towards him through the gaps between the three people.

With a cold snort, he forcefully knocked on the head of the person in front with a police baton, pulled him in front of him, blocked one knife, then hit the other hand holding the knife with the police baton, rushed forward, kicked the knife-holder away, and smashed the police baton on the head of the other person, solving it instantly.

It was also at this time that three guns were aimed at him, and they were about to pull the trigger without saying a word.

In such a crowded situation, three handguns were aimed at him at close range, and it was when he hadn't retracted his move after just attacking, so the grasp of this timing was quite good.

Wang Yan twisted his body instantly, kicked his legs, and hid behind the knife-holder he had just knocked unconscious with a police baton. He had just covered his body when three gunshots rang out, shaking the long street, basically without any order.

Instantly, the police officers and hooligans all quieted down, nervously staring at the place where the gunshots rang out in the middle.

Only to see a police officer clutching his arm and screaming, a hooligan trembling and falling, and a hooligan staring with wide eyes, dead without closing his eyes—this was a shot right in the heart.

They were quiet, but Wang Yan's movements didn't stop. He instantly subdued the three people holding guns and shouted loudly: "The thugs are holding dangerous lethal weapons, endangering personal safety, and unlimited counterattack is allowed. Everyone squat down with your heads in your hands, otherwise we will shoot you dead."

Seeing that their big brother was fine, the police officers came back to their senses. Except for the police officers holding shields at the front, all other police officers took out their guns and repeated loudly: "Everyone squat down with your heads in your hands, otherwise we will shoot you dead."

The hooligans weren't fools. Hearing the gunshots, they knew something was wrong. Wang Yan and the others hadn't broken through the entire hooligan team, so a group of hooligans further back reacted and fled in all directions, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The police officers weren't polite either. Whoever ran was shot; there was no mercy at this time. The hooligans had already used guns, so what else was there to say? Just shoot.

Soon, this farce ended. Reinforcements arrived, bringing those squatting on the ground and those beaten down back to the police station. One police station certainly couldn't hold them, so they were dispersed to various police stations.

Medical personnel entered the field to help treat the injured police officers and carry away the bodies of the hooligans who were beaten or stepped to death. Then, people from the Environmental Hygiene Department came to wash the ground.

Originally, this event was supposed to last for two days, and because the police couldn't hold on, they even found the garrison to suppress it. But after this time tonight, Wang Yan didn't believe anyone would dare to touch his eyebrows tomorrow.

"A-Yan, don't take such a big risk in the future. You don't know, hearing the gunshots gave this old guy a fright."

"I'll be promoted in the future, so why would I need to take the lead myself?"

Chen Tong was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "You're right. This time, the foreign devils can't suppress it no matter what. Congratulations, Detective Wang? You'll have to take care of me in the future."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Laughing, looking at the car driving over in the distance, Wang Yan threw away the cigarette butt: "There's still work to do, I'm leaving first. Uncle, you're old, go back and rest early."

Chen Tong nodded with a smile, watching Wang Yan go away...

He opened the car door himself and sat in the back row of the sedan. Zhu Youzai, who had lost a lot of weight, ordered the driver to drive in the passenger seat, turned around and said: "Brother Yan, Du Yushan didn't run at all, he's at the 14K big brother Huang Shengwei's place. I heard there was shooting here just now?"

Wang Yan nodded faintly: "Three guns."

"That bastard Du Yushan, Brother Yan, we can't let him go easily."

"He'll be dead in a while." Wang Yan waved his hand: "Are the meals, coffee, and drinks all prepared?"

"They've all been arranged and are being delivered to various police stations, ensuring the brothers can eat hot meals." Zhu Youzai took out a lunch box and a drink and handed them over: "Look, I know Brother Yan is hungry, so I specially brought them for you."

"Not bad, Brother Zai, you're becoming more and more meticulous in doing things now."

Zhu Youzai laughed: "Serving Brother Yan."

"Stop flattering me. Are my wife, children, and father-in-law okay?"

"Everything is fine."

With a "hmm," Wang Yan didn't speak anymore, sitting in the back, eating the lunch box in big mouthfuls by the dim light. Fighting was physical work, and his body consumed a lot. Although he didn't use much strength, the energy required to maintain his body's operation was far beyond ordinary people, and after being busy for half a day, he was hungry.

The vehicle continued to drive, and soon arrived at the entrance of a casino in Kowloon Bay.

Zhu Youzai opened the rear door, stepped on the ground with big leather shoes, Wang Yan shook his neck, stretched, lit a cigarette, and looked at the hundred people waiting in battle at the casino entrance, spitting out smoke disdainfully: "You're coming in with me?"

"That's for sure, Brother Yan. They're just a bunch of little punks, what's there to be afraid of?" Although he said so, Zhu Youzai couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Wang Yan kicked him helplessly: "Are you stupid? What's there to be afraid of? I'm a policeman, I drove here openly, what do they dare to do? A hundred people to scare who? Look at the one at the door staring at us?"

"Saw it."

"Brother Yan is joking. Everyone in Hong Kong and Kowloon knows you are the most powerful." Huang Shengwei turned his head and blamed the group of armed subordinates: "Why don't you put down your guns? Pointing guns at Brother Yan, how many lives do you have to pay?"

After the small episode, after everyone was ready, Wang Yan raised two fingers: "A bright person doesn't speak dark words, everyone don't beat around the bush. I came today for two things. If it can be solved, it will be the same as before. If it can't be solved, haha, then we'll see."

Scanning a group of hooligan leaders with different expressions, he paused and continued: "First, Du Yushan must die. Second, you 14K must give me an explanation. I've always been reasonable in doing things, and you don't need to beat around the bush with me. At that time, that Fatty Hua used my wife and children to talk about things; he deserved to die. Du Yushan wanted to avenge his own nephew; I naturally understand.

Originally, it was just a conflict between me and Du Yushan, and I even prepared to deal with his assassination. Why didn't I look for you, Boss Huang? Because I didn't want to escalate the situation and cause unnecessary losses. But that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you. You 14K are just a bunch of defeated soldiers who are lingering on, nothing big. Even if you have the support of the bald head behind you, so what?

This time you provoked a riot, I don't care, just handle it officially. Even the assassination I encountered just now doesn't matter. But your people rushed into my factories in Yuen Long and the North District, causing me losses of over ten million. This account must be calculated clearly. Don't let Du Yushan carry the pot alone; he doesn't have that much ability."

Seeing him finish speaking, Huang Shengwei couldn't help but sigh. What should come will come: "Brother Yan, Du Yushan knew you wouldn't let him go, so he committed suicide. He left a last word before he died, hoping Brother Yan could let his wife and children go."

"I'm not a person who kills the innocent indiscriminately. Where is the body?"

"Bring it up."

After a while, two little hooligans carried a wooden board and placed it in front of Wang Yan, and thoughtfully pulled open the white cloth covering the body.

Huang Shengwei's explanation came at the right time: "He committed suicide by shooting."

Wang Yan looked at his temple, then at his hand, stared at his face for a few times, confirmed there was no mistake, let the little hooligans carry the body away, and sat back in the chair: "Good, this matter is considered over. Let's talk about my losses. What do you plan to do?"

"We recognize the compensation." Huang Shengwei said crisply, but changed the subject: "But Brother Yan, we hope you can suppress this matter and not investigate it further, ending it here."

"Talking conditions with me?" Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, looking at him with a smile, his eyes cold: "Where in the world is there such a reason? You were the ones who provoked me first, and now you're talking conditions and making demands with me? Hope? Hope your mother!"

"Brother Yan misunderstood, misunderstood, don't be excited, you listen to me continue." Being pointed at the nose and scolded, the hooligan leader who had tens of thousands of subordinates and was one of the best in Hong Kong and Kowloon didn't change his face, smiling and saying: "We will compensate Brother Yan with twenty million, as long as Brother Yan works hard."

"You found the wrong person for this kind of thing. I'm just a senior detective sergeant and can't do such a big thing. I can only guarantee to do things fairly and not expand the investigation. Don't you know how big my industry is? Millions to make me do things? Are you crazy, or am I crazy?" Wang Yan stood up: "I am very satisfied with the number you mentioned. Hand it to Zhu Youzai within three days. If it doesn't arrive... I hope you can run far away and be secret. Let's go, Zhu Youzai."

A group of hooligan leaders who didn't blink when killing people and engaged in illegal and criminal activities just watched Wang Yan and Zhu Youzai walk out swaggeringly.

Setting up a posture and taking a big stance was the limit; that was their attitude of testing Wang Yan. Change your position and think about it; whoever encounters such a big loss and encounters an assassination won't be calm. They even thought that Wang Yan would arrest all of them to vent their anger. The result now is not bad; although Wang Yan didn't promise them anything, he said he could not expand the investigation. In other words, as long as they push out a few people, they can survive this storm.

As for twenty million, even if Wang Yan didn't promise them anything, they would still give it. If they didn't, they would really have no way to live in Hong Kong and Kowloon, and Wang Yan would definitely use this matter to catch them all. The thousands of people arrested by the police today were all witnesses accusing them.

"Brother Yan, just let them go like this?" Zhu Youzai couldn't help but ask.

"Think it's too little?"

"Yes, twenty million is too cheap for them. If you want more, they will give it."

Wang Yan shook his head: "This riot was so big, everyone from top to bottom wants to end it quickly, so it's not worth arguing with a group of hooligans for that little money. Twenty million, just enough to recover the losses. The most important thing this time is that I am promoted to detective sergeant, taking a step further in the police force, so I can exercise power legitimately in the future, which is enough."

Zhu Youzai nodded: "The next step is to clean up Yan Tong and that group of bastards; I'm annoyed looking at them."

"It sounds like you're the one being promoted to detective sergeant."

"Back then, it was because I had a gang background that the foreign devils wouldn't let me do it; otherwise, maybe I could really be a detective sergeant now."

"If I say you're fat, you're panting."

"Brother Yan, be careful what you say, I'm not fat at all now, I'm a handsome tough guy..."

After tossing and turning for half a day, it was already late at night when he returned home. He didn't disturb his wife and children, nor did he trouble the nanny to clean up the room for him, Wang Yan casually pulled a small blanket and lay on the sofa to squint.

This time the 14K rushed into his factory, it was definitely not just the 14K. Du Yushan was a big leader, but his personal grievances could never make the whole 14K share the same hatred and mobilize thousands of people to rush into his factory.

In the final analysis, it was nothing more than two points. One was that he earned too much, and many people were jealous but couldn't intervene. Second, his attitude towards the mainland had provoked some right and wrong.

Borrowing the relationship he had made because of the water problem, the exchanges had never stopped for so many years. He bought raw materials from the mainland, and the settlement method was generally US dollars or exchanging for advanced machinery. The bigger his business, the bigger the transaction amount. And now that this place was waiting to be rebuilt, blocked, and crossing the river by feeling the stones, the things he provided were still very helpful to the mainland.

But he had never admitted it; after all, he was doing business, and the price of raw materials provided by the mainland was there, so a fool would choose.

So the twenty million he compensated for the 14K was definitely raised by many parties. If it was really let them pay it out in one family, they couldn't take it out, and even if they did, the current situation of the 14K couldn't be maintained. But no matter what, the 14K's power was definitely not as good as before after this time.

The reason why he didn't destroy the 14K was because it was a waste of energy and not worth it. If there was no 14, there would be 18, and it couldn't be forbidden, so don't waste that effort. And this time he had already cleaned up the 14K, and there was no influence, so it was just like that. A declining big force was more stable than a rising new force.

As for Du Yushan's suicide, even if he didn't commit suicide, Huang Shengwei and that group of people would help him commit suicide; after all, someone had to take responsibility, and dying one was better than dying a bunch.

Thinking messily about this and that, after a while, he fell into a deep sleep...

The next day, Wang Yan didn't get up early to exercise, but squinted until after seven o'clock, and then stretched and went to wash.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Although his adaptability was already very good, and although he slept on a soft and comfortable top-level sofa, everything had its use, and sleeping on the sofa for a night was not as comfortable as sleeping on a bed.

After washing, the energetic little cubs were all awake, and the house that had been silent for a night suddenly became lively.

A few years passed, and they had more children. Miss Bai was also promising, and at the end of 1954, she directly gave birth to twin brothers. Twins were indeed unexpected. Originally, the eldest, second, and third were according to Bai Yuechang, but now there was a fourth, which really destroyed the formation...

Now the youngest child was almost two years old, all of them could run, jump, and howl. How annoying they were when they were crazy every morning could be imagined. The four brothers and sisters had a must-do program every morning, which was to call their mother who was sleeping in...

Bai Yuechang, who was woken up, was angry but had to endure the temper to serve a group of living ancestors and take on the responsibility of being a mother. This made Miss Bai complain to Wang Yan more than once that she should have only had one.

Just when Miss Bai was annoyed because of having too many children, Wang Yan, who had finished washing and changed his clothes, walked in.

"Good morning, children."

"Good morning, Dad." The four little guys gathered around together.

"Dad, what did you do yesterday? Why didn't I see you?" The eldest son Xiao Bai was over four years old this year, and his speech was clear, unlike the other little ones who still had a big tongue when speaking.

"Dad has to work, has to support the family, otherwise how can you and your younger brothers and sisters play happily?" Wang Yan responded casually, then looked at the child's mother behind him who was disheveled, sleepy, and kept waving her hand, signaling them to get out, his face straightened, and he clapped his hands: "Listen to my command, stand at attention."

With Xiao Bai at the front and Xiao Ze at the end, the four children stood in a row, looking at their tall father waiting for the next instruction.

Wang Yan made a standard turn to the back: "Everyone, target bathroom, march!"

Immediately, with Wang Mouren as the head, the few little cubs followed closely, stepping and swinging their arms exaggeratedly, walking towards the bathroom with "one two one."

Their family was the busiest every morning, because there was only one nanny, and she had to make breakfast, so she had no time to help manage the children. Miss Bai herself was very tired from playing crazy with the children during the day, so it was normal to be sleepy. Not to mention, she was also a young lady, and Wang Mouren, the husband, still spoiled her. Although she had less of the original arrogance over the years, the innocence belonging to a young girl hadn't been lost too much.

So taking care of the children every morning was his job.

He had always liked quietness, and a group of children making trouble made him feel noisy, but they were his own children after all, so he had to serve them. He even had to self-release, being able to find some vitality in the children... ===== CHAPTER 357 =====