Chapter 101

Qiu Gangao smiled, stood up in a leisurely manner, and walked over to the Young Master.

That sharp, piercing aura made the Young Master involuntarily retreat several steps.

"Chen Tai, is it?"

"Let me introduce myself!"

"O-Unit Chief Inspector... Qiu Gangao!"

The Young Master's last shred of hope was shattered.

It really was a cop!

The Young Master squeezed out a smile: "Ahem, Officer, forgive me for speaking so loudly just now! You guys take your time eating, I'll be going first, won't disturb you."

He prepared to retreat.

But his path was blocked from behind; Bao Zhu grabbed his hands, *click, click*—the handcuffs were on.

*Click, click, click, click*...

Soon, the Young Master, Ah Bao, and their subordinates were all arrested by the O-Unit.

At this moment, the Young Master didn't know that Wei Jixiang was aware of the flour factory, so he remained relatively calm and said indignantly to Wei Jixiang,

"Wei Jixiang, you dare to betray me? Once I get out, you'll see what's coming to you!"

Then he fawned over Qiu Gangao: "Officer, I, the Young Master, have always been law-abiding. Once we get to the station, I can just pay bail and walk out. Why not let me go? I'll treat you and your brothers to a meal, how about that?"

Qiu Gangao sneered and waved his hand: "Take them away!"

Then he bid farewell to Guan Zu and left the restaurant, escorting the Young Master, Ah Bao, and the others.

Once in the car,

The Young Master had assumed they were being taken to the police station, but as the car drove on, something felt wrong.

Young Master: "????"

Why does it feel like the road to the VCD factory?

His heart suddenly sank.

When they arrived near the VCD factory and several police cars pulled over, the Young Master's heart died instantly.

He glared at Wei Jixiang: "You piece of trash, you betrayed me?!"

Wei Jixiang, who had been silent the whole time, finally laughed out loud: "Yes, I betrayed you. I reported you to the police. You damn well deal in powder and even wanted to make me the scapegoat!"

Soon,

Qiu Gangao led his men to attack the VCD factory from the front and back. The security here was useless to begin with—in the original story, Wei Jixiang could wipe this place out with just his underlings. With O-Unit elites like Qiu Gangao here, it was naturally like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves; they flattened the factory in less than 5 minutes.

They seized a large amount of toxic powder, and the evidence was now ironclad.

Meanwhile, Ruby also took action; she brought a box of cigars with toxic powder hidden inside to Chen Mei's villa.

"Uncle Mei, please help Ah Xiang, he's going to be killed by Sang Bo!"

Uncle Mei didn't pay attention to the gift box, took it, and tossed it onto the table impatiently: "Ah Xiang is so capable, he could take out Sang Bo last time, he can do it this time too."

Ruby pleaded a few more times, then pretended to leave in disappointment.

No sooner had she left than the O-Unit men entered, arrested Uncle Mei directly, searched the gift box on the table, and dug out the white powder.

Uncle Mei was dumbfounded.

Furious!

"Damn that bitch, she framed me!!"

He had been in the underworld for so many years and had never seen such a simple, unadorned method of framing someone.

He was almost angry enough to cry!

Soon,

Uncle Mei and the Young Master were locked up together in the jail at Police Headquarters. Father and son met, both with teary eyes.

They had been set up!

And set up so sloppily!

And at this time,

Guan Zu's system sent a notification.

"Under your operation, a massive toxic powder den has been destroyed; you will receive a large reward..."

"Reward 1: 'Superman Glasses' fragment +2 (5/5)"

"You have obtained a pair of 'Superman Glasses'. You can use them yourself or let others use them. After putting them on, you will gain a visual (including camera) deception effect."

"Reward 2: You have obtained one 'Anti-Eavesdropping Scanner'."

"Reward 3: You have obtained 'Reading Self-Discipline Card (three months) *3'."

Soon, a pair of black-rimmed glasses appeared in Guan Zu's hand.

With the leader Chen Mei, the Young Master, and Ah Bao all arrested, the Hong Tai of Ciyun Mountain lost its backbone, leaving only a few old fossils.

Chen Hao Nan and Sheng Fan, who had long been sharpening their knives, led their men straight to Ciyun Mountain and quickly subdued Wei Jixiang's underlings, including the fiercest, Scar Quan (Brother B).

Other gangs also received the news. Wei Jixiang, known for being weak, had actually turned on them and reported them, toppling Hong Tai. Once they realized what happened, they thought, "Holy shit, you can do that?" They hurriedly gathered their men and began to march into Ciyun Mountain.

What underworld rules?

Your leader and core members are gone, and you want to talk to me about underworld rules?

Are you qualified?

In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and the sky over Ciyun Mountain changed; it was carved up by Hong Xing, Brother Tian of Red Star, Gao Lao of He Lian Sheng, Quan Xing, and the Number Gang...

As for those old fossils of Hong Tai, none of them dared to speak, fearing they would be hacked to death.

Meanwhile, Jiang Tian Sheng of Hong Xing was being bombarded by phone calls.

The first to call and question Jiang Tian Sheng was Uncle Dong of Quan Xing:

"Ah Sheng, didn't you say your Hong Xing doesn't collude with the police? Your word doesn't count, huh!"

Jiang Tian Sheng: "Uncle Dong, don't wrong people. Where did our Hong Xing collude with the police?"

Uncle Dong was very angry: "Hong Tai's Butt Mei told me himself, it was your subordinate Guan Zu who did it, calling the O-Unit directly to arrest the Young Master."

Jiang Tian Sheng was surprised: "That's not right, Uncle Dong, you can believe Butt Mei's words? He's been arrested for drug trafficking; he's definitely biting everyone he can. I heard it was Hong Tai who was very stingy with their underlings, making them take the fall for a powder den and not wanting to share the money... forcing the underlings to go to the police station to surrender and report them."

Uncle Dong: "So, you're refusing to admit it?"

Jiang Tian Sheng was very annoyed by Uncle Dong's aggressive attitude, so he retorted: "Uncle Dong, how come I heard your Quan Xing Society also occupied a piece of Ciyun Mountain's territory? What? You want to uphold justice for Hong Tai? If you want to uphold justice, please return the territory your Quan Xing Society occupied to Hong Tai first."

Uncle Dong: "............"

Jiang Tian Sheng: "What? Why is Uncle Dong stammering? I already said, this was Hong Tai's internal strife killing themselves, what does it have to do with my Hong Xing? If you really want to talk about underworld rules, then please spit out the territory first."

Uncle Dong was silent for a moment, then cursed: "Young people have no respect for their elders... Next time if your Hong Xing does this again, don't blame us for joining forces."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tian Sheng had a headache.

*Ring, ring, ring*~~~~

Brother Tian of Red Star called to demand an explanation: "Jiang Sheng, shouldn't your Hong Xing give us an explanation this time? Your Jiang family's word is like shit—you can shit it out and then eat it back?"

Jiang Tian Sheng's face turned livid: "Shorty Tian, keep your mouth clean. Is our Jiang family someone you can question? Also, I'll emphasize again, this matter has nothing to do with Hong Xing. It was Wei Jixiang who reported it himself; Hong Tai brought this on themselves. My promise to you is still valid. If you have an opinion, then let's have a go, you son of a bitch!"

Brother Tian: "............"

Sensing that Jiang Tian Sheng was a bit irritable, he didn't dare to speak toughly anymore; otherwise, if he really fought Hong Xing, he would die even faster.

Brother Tian: "Fine, let's leave it at that this time. Next time, I hope Jiang Sheng won't break your promise."

Jiang Tian Sheng said coldly: "This time had nothing to do with Hong Xing, and next time we won't collude with the police either."

Brother Tian hurriedly said: "OK, OK, it has nothing to do with Hong Xing, alright?"

He hung up the phone.

Several other gangs called one after another, and Jiang Tian Sheng cursed them all out.

After hanging up, Jiang Tian Sheng grumbled:

"Really, if a tiger doesn't show its might, they think Hong Xing is a sick cat!"

"What era is this now? Isn't colluding with the police normal?"

"You still want to eat black? Wait 7 years, see if you die or not!"

Jiang Tian Sheng had already made up his mind to run for councilor in 3 years.

These 2 years, he must wash his hands and go ashore!

He didn't want to play with this group of powder-dealing idiots anymore.

What Jiang Tian Sheng didn't know was that Uncle Dong also wanted to wash his hands and didn't plan to stay in the underworld.

At this time,

At the Wan Chai Police Station, something similar happened.

When it rained yesterday, Ah Cong and Mike were on patrol and encountered a Big Circle gang robbing the Chicken King (who looked like Sheng Fan, a brothel owner who liked to nag: "I pay taxes, you cops show some respect").

After Mike killed the Big Circle thug, he continued to fire many shots into the corpse.

Logically speaking, Mike should have been credited with a great achievement.

But!

His behavior of shooting the corpse shocked his colleagues, who felt he had mental problems.

The credit was gone, and he had to undergo a psychological evaluation.

After returning,

Zhang Sir of the Anti-Triad Unit invited Mike to a swimming pool to swim.

Halfway through swimming,

With no one else around,

Zhang Sir said: "Everyone is repelling you now, and the higher-ups say you might not be suitable for this police job..."

Mike's face darkened.

Zhang Sir said: "There is an opportunity now, fast promotion, more money to be made—you go undercover, are you willing?"

Mike had long yearned for the days when those underworld members made big money, so he said directly: "I'm willing."

Zhang Sir: "Good... starting today, you will have another account to receive your salary. You are to go undercover under Guan Zu of Hong Xing..."

Mike was surprised: "Guan Zu?"

He had thought it would be Brother Tian, or Gao Lao, or some other gang. Compared to those gangs, Guan Zu, who had just arrived in Wong Tai Sin, clearly hadn't caught Mike's attention as much.

Zhang Sir nodded: "That's right, it's him... don't underestimate this person. He's very capable. The current changes in the Wong Tai Sin underworld are all related to him."

Mike nodded without hesitation: "Good!" Zhang Sir: "Also, he has a subordinate named Wu Ying who is looking for talent everywhere. If you are valued by him, you can basically get promoted into Guan Zu's core circle very quickly... Give it a try, maybe you can rise quickly through him."

Mike remembered the name 'Wu Ying' and nodded: "Good!"

At the entrance of Hong Kong Island University.

Afternoon dismissal time.

Wu Ying, with a few underlings, dressed in suits and looking very stylish, set up a table at the school gate and held a few flyers.

Whenever he caught a college student, he would go up to recruit them.

At this time,

A male student wearing thick glasses walked out of the school gate.

"Hey, handsome!"

Wu Ying saw this male student, his glasses so thick, he must be a good student, and immediately ran over enthusiastically.

!.

"Handsome, looking for a job? Monthly salary of 15,000, super high salary, interested?"

"No, no."

The male student hurried away. It had spread throughout the school that a group of people were squatting at the school gate recruiting, offering very high salaries—they were definitely scammers.

Wu Ying didn't manage to stop the male student and was a bit puzzled.

"Strange, why won't any of them come? We're offering such a high salary..."

After setting up the stall for 2 hours, Wu Ying left in disappointment.

Wu Ying took his underlings, left Hong Kong Island University, and found a place to eat.

Halfway through the meal,

Mike walked over and pointed at the recruitment flyer Wu Ying had left on the table.

"Hello, are you guys hiring?" Mike asked Wu Ying.

Wu Ying sized Mike up and hesitated: "Are you a talent?"

Mike's background was average; his father was a police officer who was killed by the underworld when Mike was very young because he was too ruthless in his cases, leaving Mike as an orphan to be raised by his uncle.

His uncle and aunt weren't very good to him, making him drop out of school to earn money as soon as he reached middle school, and he had to hand over half his salary to his aunt every month—even now that he was a police officer, it was still like that.

Middle school education, a proper poor student.

Mike naturally wanted to say: I am a highly educated talent.

But unfortunately, Mike wasn't.

Due to his living environment, his personality was impulsive and extreme, his studies were poor, and his highest qualification was just graduating from the police academy—and that was only because his father's friend, Zhang Sir, helped him graduate smoothly.

Mike could only say: "I can fight very well."

He thought to himself, as a gang, Hong Xing should consider being able to fight as a talent, right?

"Can fight?" Wu Ying frowned immediately and waved his hand.

"Being able to fight is useless. Nowadays, when you're out in the streets, it's all about power and background."

He lost interest.

Mike was suddenly anxious: "Wait, I really can fight very well. If you don't believe me, you can test me."

Seeing him plead so much, Wu Ying's heart softened a little.

"Is your family very poor? In urgent need of money?"

Mike was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said hurriedly: "That's right, that's right, I'm very poor. I usually live at my uncle's house, and they always bully me..."

Wu Ying heard this: "You're very dissatisfied with your uncle and aunt?"

Mike was naturally very dissatisfied with his uncle and aunt: "Yes, they take away half my salary every month."

Wu Ying waved his hand: "No, you don't seem to have any sense of gratitude. Your uncle and aunt raised you, and you talk about them like that?"

Mike: "............"

A fire burned inside him.

Damn it, you're a gangster, do you want to be a moral saint?

Mike held it in while hurriedly explaining: "No, I'm very grateful to them, really. If it weren't for them, I might have been a beggar since I was little..."

But Wu Ying had already decided that this guy was a selfish person and completely inconsistent with the corporate vision of Five-Star Property!

"Not hiring, not hiring!"

He waved his hand impatiently, telling Mike to get lost!

Mike: "............"

Fuck!

Very well, I'll remember you!

A pair of eyes looked at Wu Ying with resentment.

That night, Mike contacted Zhang Sir and told him what happened.

Zhang Sir: "............"

Being able to fight doesn't count as talent?

He was rendered speechless.

Zhang Sir thought for a while and said: "Wu Ying is recruiting high-level talent. Since that doesn't work, you can find other ways~~"

So I'm a low-level talent, huh?

Mike, who had always thought highly of himself, felt despised.

A new day, Mike came directly to the property company in Wong Tai Sin to apply for a job. The staff member was a woman, and seeing that Mike was so handsome, she agreed.

Thus, Mike successfully joined the Five-Star Property Company.

When processing his employment, the staff member warned: "Remember, we are not Hong Xing, we are Five-Star Property Company, not gangsters. We are law-abiding citizens, we only do good deeds!"

Mike nodded: "Okay."

This "doing good deeds" was mentioned in the intelligence Zhang Sir gave him. Zhang Sir felt that this Guan Zu must have some conspiracy; otherwise, how could there be such strange behavior?

This was also the reason Zhang Sir sent him to join Guan Zu's subordinates.

After Mike joined the property company under Guan Zu, he soon became busy.

"Mike, Room 803, Building 14, Chongling Street, there's an old lady who needs someone to help carry things, hurry over."

Mike: "............"

Soon, Mike finished helping and came back.

He received a reward of 20 Hong Kong dollars from the finance department.

Not long after,

"Mike, someone is causing trouble on 13th Street, the boss wants you guys to go over and help."

Mike: "............"

He returned half an hour later and received another 20-dollar reward.

Time and time again...

Soon,

A day passed.

Mike looked at the 320-dollar reward in his hand and fell into deep thought.

He had indeed joined Guan Zu's subordinates, but he just wanted to rise to the top, play with women, share big money, and weigh gold on a scale, not do these trivial good deeds.

He had done more good deeds in this one day than he had done in a month as a police officer.

His identity was clearly that of a gangster!

Unbearable!!

With a feeling of resentment, he returned to his uncle's house. His aunt and the others were playing mahjong. His aunt ignored his return, and Mike ignored his aunt. He took a shower, crawled into the upper bunk in his room, and went to sleep.

"You nephew, why is he still living here?"

"Sigh, no choice, who told my husband to be a good person."

"That's true, he's so old, why hasn't he moved out yet!"

The sound of mahjong outside the room was very noisy, making Mike very annoyed, and he was even more dissatisfied with his aunt.

"I want to make money!"

"I want to get ahead!"

Mike's unwilling heart roared like a beast.

A new day, Mike got up early and continued the same things, waiting for the opportunity to come.

The opportunity came very quickly.

He heard that Brother Zu would be coming from Causeway Bay at noon today, and his car was a blue Bentley.

Mike thought to himself, I must seize this opportunity!

When Brother Zu comes later, I'll go up and open the door!

Mike made up his mind.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Mike waited on the side of the road downstairs at the company for Guan Zu's car to arrive.

Not long after, two cars drove over, and the one in front was the blue Bentley.

Mike was overjoyed!

It's here!

This time, it's my turn to perform.

Mike tidied up his suit, fixed his hair, and held his head high.

Unfortunately, the information Zhang Sir gave didn't have a photo of Guan Zu, saying the clerk was careless and left it out.

But Zhang Sir had already emphasized that the one who was the most handsome in a suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses was Guan Zu; the one who was handsome and in a suit without glasses was Gao Jin. Zhang Sir also said he definitely wouldn't recognize him wrong.

The car,

Slowly drove downstairs to the company and stopped.

Mike hurriedly went to open the car door, respectfully and fawningly:

"Brother Zu, please!"

Guan Zu got out of the car.

Mike saw Guan Zu, gold-rimmed glasses, handsome, suit... that's right, it's him.

But his face changed drastically!

Cold sweat poured down!

Guan Zu looked at Mike, his expression strange: "Aren't you that police officer from the other day?"