People in Hong Kong, starting with taking sister-in-law fishing

Chapter 9: Go through fire and water, Brother Chen

"Sir Li, if your IQ is really not good enough, go and test it. I'm just a 49! Four Eyes has hands and Abao is the boss, how do I know their deaths? Do you think I'm a god?"

"Also, the dwarf mules killing each other is to clear the society of bad habits. Isn't this a good thing? Why are you so nervous? Is there a day when there aren't people being killed in Hong Kong Island?"

Sir Li was once again speechless.

This time he really wasn't lying. The Hong Kong Island was several times larger than that of later generations. With 700,000 to 800,000 dwarf mules, they basically launched a small attack every three days and a big attack every five days.

There are explosions and robberies every other day, this is the most terrible thing!
If the Organized Crime and Triads really wanted to take control, they wouldn't have to plant undercover agents to catch them directly.

"Mr. Li, if you want me to help you destroy Hongxing, you should at least give me time to climb up. Otherwise, what secrets can a short mule have?"

"Then you have to report the news to me in time. You always ask me to find you. Are you the boss or am I the boss?" Li Sir frowned and said dissatisfiedly. But judging from his tone, he has been controlled by Ye Chen.

After all, he had been an undercover agent and knew what timing was.

Even if you get the news, it may be false.

"I didn't come because I found out that Abao was not in Causeway Bay for several days. He went to rob a gold shop and divided the loot in Yuen Long. Dongxing got the news and wanted to come over to get a piece of the pie." Ye Chen said half-truthfully.

"As for how Four Eyes died, it is very likely related to this incident."

After a day of fermentation, everyone thought that He Yong had killed Siyanzai. After all, why were the people from Hongxing shot while you from Dongxing were not hurt at all?

Po's death was a natural consequence.

Since you have already taken the blame, you certainly won't mind taking more blame.

They are all easy things to say.

Behind He Yong is Situ Haonan. If Hung Hing really starts a fight, he will be the first to bear the brunt.

"What about your sister-in-law? Why did I hear that she is missing too?" Sir Li suddenly asked. The robbery of the gold shop was investigated by the serious crime squad, and he really didn't pay much attention to it.

"I'm really not sure about that. But there's a rumor that she also knew that Abao robbed the gold, so she had an affair with Siyan and wanted to kill him and take all the gold. She should have run away now, or she might have been killed by He Yong... Anyway, it's a mess, a fucking mess."

"It's just chaos! This is a good opportunity." Sir Li's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly:
"You take the opportunity to climb up, collect evidence of Hongxing's crimes, and catch them all in one fell swoop."

After the Lei Luo era, the gang's blowout era arrived, and the police also sent out many undercover agents to lurk, but most of them died.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If Ye Chen can go up, it will be of great help to the mission.

"Mr. Li, you are my boss and I am an undercover agent. As long as I can successfully arrest the criminals and send them to Stanley, I will be happy to do so. I am fighting against violence and serving the people!"

"But I have to think of a way. It will take time for someone without status and manpower. Otherwise, how can I climb up? Climb with my head?" Ye Chen picked up a cigarette and left.

"I'll give you enough time. As long as you can deal with Hongxing, I'll come back and get you two stars." Sir Li shouted from behind.

Ye Chen rubbed his face and left the rooftop and walked onto the street. Thinking of that scene, he couldn't help but mutter:
"You're just good at making big promises! I don't see you going to challenge the entire Hongxing alone."

Do you really think being an undercover agent is that easy? Don’t you know what it feels like?

It turns out that no matter who it is, once they get to the top, they will lose even the most basic principles in the long run!

When I got home, I found Wanfang wearing her sloppy school uniform again and cleaning the hall with a mask on. A lot of the garbage had already been cleaned up.

There were a few plastic bags next to it, and the garbage was poured into them one shovel at a time.

He was probably exhausted, and soon he curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

"Not bad. I'll give you an extra chicken leg tonight." Ye Chen felt much better. He didn't care about Wanfang. He glanced at the dusk outside the window. There was still some time, so he walked into the room and started smoking ten times in a row.

It's not like playing house when a dwarf mule attacks someone, you must be well prepared. "Level 1 Thai? What's the use of this thing? At least English will do! At least I can understand what they say when I fight the Golden Lion King alone." Ye Chen said unhappily.

Level one boxing, level one Thai, level one driving, two Black Star magazines, a Burmese knife, and the rest is all fucking Durex.

"Ang Fist? Ancient Zhuang Fist? The one my cousin used to fight the wolf?" Ye Chen directly thrust his Ang Fist in, and immediately all the joints became harder, and the power rushed in!

Hard martial arts like Muay Thai, which focuses on killing people in seconds, are very popular in Hong Kong Island.

This is the case with the Hung Hing Prince in Tsim Sha Tsui. In a fight, they rarely last more than five moves and can basically knock the opponent down in just a few moves. It is simple and brutal.

"This Ang Kung Fu is also OK, it's similar to Muay Thai, one is fierce and the other is fierce."

The properties panel has also changed:

Constitution: 6.8
(Old) Muay Thai Level 3: (0/1000)
Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Level 2: (0/500)
Shooting level 2: (100/500)
Angquan Level 1: (0/100)
Driving Level 1: (0/100)
Thai Level 1: (0/100)
It turns out that hard martial arts are different. By training muscles and strengthening bones, physical fitness can increase by 0.7 in an instant. That’s pretty cool.

My waist feels hard again!
I took out the Burmese knife and looked at it. It was about 65 cm, a moderate length, much longer than a machete. The key is that it was sharp and thin, very suitable for alley and street fighting.

When you start to chop someone, the other person won't be able to react at all.

Although he didn't get the experience bottle, Ye Chen thought it was okay to get two magazines.

If it really doesn't work, just use a gun. Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine? The main feature is American Iai.

If something goes wrong, the worst that can happen is that he can just run away and start over. He has nothing to begin with, so what is there to be afraid of?
If you want to get involved in gangsterism, besides having a strong boss, the most important thing is to be brave!
That night, the plane called over a group of daring and fighting dwarf mules. Ye Chen counted them and there were less than thirty of them, only twenty-five.

It's almost there.

He also heard that the group of people who came to help came from Tsz Wan Shan.

I think it’s Big Brother B and the others.

Ye Chen didn't care who came. Uncle De had said before that whoever killed He Yong would be able to take over the position, so they had to fight tonight to achieve their goal.

If he did something to the person, but didn't keep his word and instead supported outsiders, then he wouldn't care even more.

If the person in charge can break his promise, what's the use of me having you?

Living is a waste of air.

"Everyone basically knows who I am, so I won't waste words. As long as we raid He Yong's lair tonight, we can share the money and sleep with the girls together." Ye Chen stood in front of the newsstand, looking at everyone and making a promise.

"If you can't do it, everyone will share the money. Everyone will get at least 3,000! Most of the credit goes to those who have done the work."

Three thousand is already a lot. Some people only make a few hundred yuan a month. Cutting talents can double that.

Upon hearing this, as expected, the dwarf mule at the bottom of the stairs suddenly became excited.

"Brother Chen, we listen to you."

"That's right, if you want to get involved in a gang, you have to feel comfortable doing it! Otherwise, what's the point of being involved?" a group of people shouted.

"Okay, we must succeed tonight, no failure allowed." Ye Chen boosted the morale of his men again, and immediately had people take out piles of knives and distribute them.

All of them are machetes and newspapers.

He threw another 10,000 Hong Kong dollars to the plane and said, "Go and arrange for a few big Jinbeis to come over, and then we'll attack them directly."

"Go through fire and water, Brother Chen."

(End of this chapter)