Chapter 297: 298. Chapter 298: The Fury of the Emergency Unit on the Streets

298. Chapter 298: The Fury of the Emergency Unit on the Streets

Upon hearing this, Little Bird laughed and said, "That was years ago, why dwell on it so much? I've got a big deal to take care of you with this time, consider it an apology, alright?"

Hearing Little Bird's words, A Jie sneered and said, "A big deal? How big?"

"Five shotguns, five AKs, five bulletproof vests, no haggling, that counts as a big deal, right?" Little Bird said with a smug look.

Hearing Little Bird's words, A Jie couldn't help but laugh.

Even his subordinates couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This made Little Bird very unhappy, and he said to A Jie, "What are you laughing at? You don't want to do business?"

After laughing for a moment, A Jie said intermittently, "Forget it, forget it. Enzai, take the gear to the Warehouse and hand the goods over to him. Give him a twenty percent discount while you're at it. From now on, you guys can make the call on this kind of business yourselves; don't bother me with it."

Little Bird immediately said unhappily, "Boasting so much, and you call this a small business?"

A Jie didn't argue with him and directly had his subordinates lead the way.

Soon, Little Bird was brought to a Warehouse next to the Pier.

Little Bird then revealed a look of surprise, because the scale of the weaponry here truly exceeded his imagination.

Little Bird then came to his senses and said in disbelief, "Don't tell me this is your Warehouse."

A Jie shrugged without speaking and led Little Bird straight out of the car.

Soon, the few lackeys guarding the entrance saw A Jie coming and directly greeted him, "Young Master Jie, what wind blew you here today? Is there a big deal?"

A Jie said indifferently, "An old friend, wants to pick up some goods."

Saying that, he ignored Little Bird's surprised gaze and led him straight into the Warehouse.

Watching the people passing by constantly greeting A Jie, Little Bird was already numb.

Clearly, the third-rate arms dealer A Jie he had met before had long since made his fortune.

The scale of the weaponry here alone was something a robber like Little Bird couldn't have imagined.

Soon, inside the Warehouse, A Jie's subordinates brought out the goods Little Bird wanted.

Little Bird checked them and was surprised to find that these items were all brand new, with absolutely no defects.

There was even a faint scent of gun oil, clearly well-maintained.

Watching Little Bird check his goods piece by piece, A Jie said very generously, "No need to look. If there's a problem with even one, come find me, and I'll give you a full refund."

Little Bird looked at A Jie with a complex expression and said, "I haven't seen you in years, you've really made it."

"I didn't expect it either, that you guys are still doing this kind of robbery business," A Jie said with a smile. "Who is it this time?"

Little Bird said helplessly, "When we were delivering the goods, Professor was caught by the Police."

"Oh? So that means your opponent this time is the Hong Kong Police?" A Jie said with a surprised look. "You've got guts. But you aren't here for the goods of that drug lord Ceng Jian, are you? I heard you've always had connections with the Kunsha Group."

Little Bird was immediately shocked, thinking his intelligence had leaked, and hurriedly asked, "How did you know?"

A Jie waved his hand and said, "No need to be so nervous. The business of that bastard Ceng Jian is already known to everyone in Hong Kong. Since you have connections with Kunsha, it's very likely you were sent by Kunsha."

Little Bird asked suspiciously, "Has this matter caused a big stir in Hong Kong?"

"It's not just big. That guy Ceng Jian actually set his sights on the son of the Assistant Commissioner and even sent a hitman to assassinate him," A Jie said disdainfully. "Who knew he'd end up inside himself."

Hearing A Jie's words, Little Bird's face suddenly looked a bit ugly.

When the Kunsha Group gave them the mission, they didn't explain the situation here.

The situation in Hong Kong was even more complex than they had imagined.

However, Little Bird was wrong to blame Kunsha for this; let alone Kunsha, even his deputy Zhang Suquan didn't know too much about it.

Plus, the Kunsha Group could barely look after itself, so how could it care about affairs in Hong Kong?

Little Bird hesitated for a moment and said to A Jie, "What else do you know?"

A Jie spread his hands and said, "I'm not an intelligence peddler. Ask around yourself when you have time. But I'll tell you, the Hong Kong Police now are different from a few years or a dozen years ago. Be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

Little Bird was helpless and could only turn and leave with the gear.

After returning to his hideout, he was still thinking about A Jie's words.

The Hong Kong of today was indeed different from the Hong Kong they knew.

And that bastard Zhang Suquan hadn't given them the intelligence either, which made Little Bird feel that this matter might run into some problems.

But now was not the time to consider these things; he needed to rescue Professor before considering anything else.

So the next day, Little Bird left the hideout again and began to scout for information everywhere.

But this move of Little Bird's also attracted the attention of others.

And among them were the Information Officers under Chen Jiajun.

"Professor, Little Bird, Three Dogs, and Puppy are all from Hong Kong, and they are all Grade A wanted criminals."

Ya Qi said to Chen Jiajun, "After bombing the Kowloon vault eight years ago, they were wanted by the Hong Kong Police. At the same time, they have close dealings with some international drug lords, and two days ago, he was seen meeting your brother A Jie in Wanchai."

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun became interested upon hearing this: "Keep an eye on what they are trying to do, I'll go ask A Jie."

A Jie was a man of wide social connections; Chen Jiajun wasn't surprised at all that he knew some fierce bandits.

A phone call was made, and after the two sides first greeted each other amicably with profanities for a while, Chen Jiajun said, "I heard you have a fierce bandit friend, what was his name, Little Bird?"

"Little Bird? How do you know about that kind of trash?" A Jie said somewhat strangely.

Compared to a fierce bandit like Little Bird, Chen Jiajun's current status was much higher; how could he get involved with that kind of trash?

Chen Jiajun said indifferently, "I have a grudge with Kunsha, and I heard these people have been working for the Kunsha Group."

"Oh. So that's it," A Jie said with a sudden realization. "Then you have to be careful with these bastards. These guys are total lunatics. I heard they came to Hong Kong this time to target the batch of goods the Police confiscated from Ceng Jian. I reckon Kunsha gave them money to come to Hong Kong to do the job."

"Hmph." Chen Jiajun sneered: "As expected."

"What? You planning to intervene?" A Jie said curiously.

Chen Jiajun said indifferently, "That depends on whether the Hong Kong Police are capable enough. If they aren't, I'll make sure they can't leave Hong Kong."

"Wow, now there's going to be a good show to watch," A Jie said with a smile. "It just so happens these bastards screwed me over in Myanmar before. Remember to help me beat them up a few extra times."

Chen Jiajun said with a strange expression, "Then why are you still doing business with them? This guy has bought quite a lot of firearms from you, right?"

"Just a few shotguns, a few AKs, that's all," A Jie said nonchalantly. "It's business. It has nothing to do with previous grudges."

"You guy," Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, somewhat speechless.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun had someone call for Lao Yu.

After all, if these ruthless bandits were capable, Chen Jiajun still had to make some preparations first.

Zhu Huabiao of the Serious Crimes Unit was in a very bad mood today.

Having already been transferred to the EU Department because of beating a colleague, he was seething with anger.

He didn't expect that after driving out of the Police Station, he would see someone setting up a blockade halfway.

"Is there something major happening? Why are you setting up a roadblock here?" Zhu Huabiao asked the Police Constable in front of him, looking puzzled.

Who knew the other party would directly say, "Why did you stop?"

"You told me to stop, didn't you?" Zhu Huabiao said with a strange expression.

"When did I tell you to stop? I gestured for you to keep moving," the Police Constable said coldly.

"Are you alright, buddy?" Zhu Huabiao was quite helpless and wanted to take out his identification.

Who knew the other party would prepare to draw their gun directly, saying with a look of horror, "What are you trying to do?"

Zhu Huabiao was already full of anger, and now that he was being made things difficult for, he was even angrier.

He slapped his identification over, then pointed at the Police Constable reading a magazine and said, "Do your superiors allow you to read pornographic magazines while on duty?"

Who knew the Police Constable would sneer and say, "Wait until you become our superior before you talk. You can go."

"That might not happen, buddy," Zhu Huabiao snatched back his identification and left directly.

It was just that he didn't know that these guys in front of him weren't Police at all, but the very ruthless bandits he dealt with every day.

As soon as Zhu Huabiao left, the vehicles of the Interpol arrived.

Little Bird stepped forward directly and stopped the vehicles, making the Police of the International Criminal Police Organization very unhappy: "What are you doing? Is something happening ahead?"

"Maybe," Little Bird said with a forced smile. "Please turn off your engines, thanks."

"What are you doing? We're in a rush to cross the harbor; we are from the International Criminal Police Organization," the Police in the car said unhappily.

But seeing that the few patrol officers in front of them were unyielding, the Interpol Police had no choice but to take out their walkie-talkie and say, "Abang calling Lin Sir, can you hear me?"

Unfortunately, there was no reply from the walkie-talkie, only static.

Just at this moment, Little Bird had already snuck to the side of the police car, took out the shotguns that had been prepared long ago from inside, and opened fire on the Interpol officers inside the car on the spot.

Subsequently, the few lackeys beside him also pulled out their weapons and attacked the Police inside the prisoner transport vehicle.

The speed of Little Bird and his group was very fast; they killed all the Police escorting the Professor without giving them any time to react.

Although the Professor was wearing handcuffs, he took advantage of this opportunity to knock down the Police guarding him.

With the two sides cooperating, the battle ended in less than five minutes.

Afterwards, the Professor walked down from the vehicle with a wild look and tossed the handcuffs he was wearing to Little Bird.

Then, after getting into the getaway vehicle, they sped away.

It must be said that the Professor and his gang of ruthless bandits were truly bold enough.

Hijacking prisoners in broad daylight was equivalent to slapping the Hong Kong Police in the face.

Anyone would be unable to hold back.

The Hong Kong Police, who had just been furious, had no choice but to issue a wanted notice again, going all out to hunt down the Professor and his gang of ruthless bandits.

The Police Force was also filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could skin these ruthless bandits alive.

And after the Professor and his group escaped, they didn't leave Hong Kong at all.

The madman, the Professor, intended to take advantage of this opportunity to get that batch of goods from the International Criminal Police Organization.

"Boss, this batch of goods might not be so easy to get."

Inside the rented room that served as their hideout, Little Bird said somewhat irritably, "From the intelligence I've gathered, the Hong Kong Police have become very different in these past few years; if we rashly storm in..."

Little Bird didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already very clear.

But the Professor said dismissively, "What's different? Aren't they all the same trash? These damn cops are still as useless as before. Don't worry, we've already prepared the retreat plan. Once the goods are in hand, we'll leave Hong Kong immediately. By then, those damn cops won't be able to do anything to us."

Hearing the Professor speak, the other lackeys also wiped their weapons and said with a smile, "Brother Little Bird, when have we ever failed? You haven't lost your nerve, have you?"

Seeing these guys who were all exceptionally excited, Little Bird could only sigh and stop talking about this matter.

The next day, the Pier.

A black car drove over and stopped in front of the Professor and his group.

Inside the car was Kunsha's second-in-command, Zhang Suquan.

Kunsha had already led his main force to retreat to the mountains of Shan State, Myanmar, and had established his new base in a village there, settling down for the time being.

That was why Zhang Suquan had the time to run to Hong Kong.

"International Criminal Police Organization, He Qi; he has the authority to enter the Warehouse of the International Criminal Police Organization."

Zhang Suquan handed a file directly to the Professor.

The Professor tore open the kraft paper envelope, took a careful look, and then put it away.

Zhang Suquan warned, "You have already caused quite a stir; don't fail this time."

After saying that, he had the driver drive away immediately.

The Professor sneered, "Don't fail, hmph."

On the other side, Lao Yu had been gathering information on the streets these past few days.

He soon learned about the incident where the Professor and his group hijacked the prisoner transport vehicle.

This matter had already spread through the underworld of Hong Kong, and many triads were waiting to watch the show.

The Hong Kong Police had undergone major reforms in recent years; those cowardly Gweilo from England had been promoted, while the grassroots Police were all replaced by Chinese Police.

Unlike those England Gweilos who are afraid of death, the Chinese Police in Hong Kong are all daring and combative, especially those in the Serious Crimes Unit; there isn't a single simple character among them.

Nowadays, syndicates don't dare to easily provoke the Police Force, fearing the police will find some excuse to mess with them in all sorts of ways.

Now that a group of such fierce men has appeared, everyone is naturally waiting to watch a good show.

"Boss, this gang of ruthless bandits is very formidable," Old Yu said to Chen Jiajun with a smile. "Hijacking a prison van in broad daylight—the police over there are already going crazy. I reckon this matter might not even reach our turn to intervene."

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "I have never doubted the prowess of our Chinese police, but those England Gweilos responsible for giving orders are a different story."

"Hmm? Boss, do you mean those foreigners might drag their feet?" Old Yu said with some surprise. "That can't be, right? Wouldn't that be very disheartening for the grassroots police below?"

Chen Jiajun said disdainfully, "Do you think those England Gweilos care about such things? What they want is relative stability, not the honor of the Police Force; the Gweilos don't even have such a thing."

"You could tell from the last negotiation that the fate of the England Gweilos is already sealed. The fall the Iron Lady took already signaled that England's sun is setting."

"So, if you look at the 'Colonial Withdrawal' act introduced by the England Gweilos, you can see that these Gweilos are already thinking about their exit strategy. How do you think they will act?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Old Yu couldn't help but nod.

Indeed, according to the Gweilos' usual style of doing things, the closer it gets to major events, the more these Gweilos will just let things rot.

They were already about to be kicked out of Hong Kong, so why would they care about so much else?

Moreover, Han Yili, the Commissioner of Police, was never a tough person to begin with.

Following what Chen Jiajun said about letting things rot, there is a high possibility of that happening.

Chen Jiajun continued to say to Old Yu, "I had Ya Qi collect information; the Kunsha Group has already retreated from the Thailand border to the mountains of Shan State in Myanmar, and they are currently recuperating."

"When they withdrew from Man Xing Die, Thailand wouldn't let them take anything with them. So, this batch of Laundry Powder seized by Interpol can be considered life-saving money for the Kunsha Group."

"Therefore, no matter what happens, I absolutely cannot let them transport this shipment safely out of Hong Kong."

In a Restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui.

He Qi of the International Criminal Police Organization was on a date with his girlfriend.

After all, with so many things happening recently, he finally had some time to connect with his girlfriend.

Just as he entered the Restaurant, he ran into Yang Zhilong, the head of the Serious Crimes Unit.

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Yang Zhilong very tactfully left.

He Qi sat down with his girlfriend and began to discuss where to go after finishing their meal.

But just at this moment, the door of the Restaurant was opened again by someone.

Little Bird walked straight in with his brothers and sat down in front of He Qi.

He Qi and his girlfriend immediately felt that something was wrong.

Looking at these guys, no matter how you look at them, they don't look like good people.

Especially He Qi; he had already recognized that when they were arresting the Professor before, Little Bird seemed to have been present as well, only he had managed to get away.

Appearing so brazenly in front of him now, they were definitely here with ill intent.

Little Bird did not speak, just quietly watching the two.

That fierce aura made He Qi's girlfriend unable to sit still, and she stood up, intending to leave.

"Don't move. Sit down," He Qi immediately warned his girlfriend, telling her not to act rashly.

Because under the table, Little Bird had already pulled out his gun.

He Qi's girlfriend was almost scared to the point of crying, but fortunately, with He Qi by her side, she did not make any extreme moves.

Seeing that He Qi's girlfriend was no longer acting rashly, Little Bird said to He Qi, "We're all out here trying to make a living; you shouldn't harm me. Otherwise, if you harm me and I harm you, that's not very good. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I understand, it's my duty," He Qi said nervously.

"You just need to answer whether you understand or not; don't say so much," Little Bird said coldly.

He Qi said helplessly, "I don't understand what you mean."

"If you don't understand, you should have said so earlier," Little Bird said with a smile. "I have a friend waiting for you outside; come out with me."

He Qi's eyes darted around, clearly looking for a chance to escape.

But Little Bird seemed to have seen through it long ago, shook his head, and said, "Don't play any tricks. When my friend was caught by you last time, he was very cooperative. Let's go."

Cold sweat broke out on He Qi's forehead, and his hand had already quietly reached for his holster, preparing to make a desperate attempt.

But seeing this situation, He Qi's girlfriend couldn't help but sob in a low voice.

This immediately drew the attention of many people in the Restaurant.

Fierce light suddenly flashed in Little Bird's eyes; he raised his hand and shot He Qi's girlfriend through the head.

He Qi had just wanted to draw his gun, but Little Bird's men had been guarding against him all along.

A Shotgun hidden in a guitar case blasted He Qi's gun-wielding hand off with a single shot.

A gunshot rang out in the Restaurant, which immediately alerted Yang Zhilong, the Inspector of the Serious Crimes Unit nearby, who immediately drew his gun with two subordinates to provide support.

Little Bird hadn't expected that there would be other police in the Restaurant, so he could only helplessly shoot and kill He Qi, then take his severed hand and leave. (End of chapter)