Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 131 Stanley Prison On Time Singer King
The system is really boring now, not only is it mysterious, but also learned to trick itself!

In Haojiang, kill Yin Zhiju?
Lin Jiajun wouldn't even think about such a thing now.

Regardless of the small area of ​​Haojiang, compared with Hong Kong Island, it is more like a bustling street, so Hong Kong Island often calls Haojiang "street";
The population is also small, less than 70.

Compared with the Hong Kong Island community, which has tens of thousands of people, the largest and most evil in Haojiang is a branch of 14K, with only more than 1000 core members.

However, the situation in Haojiang was not built. In that hellish place, the social order is in a mess. Shooting, throwing pineapples, and setting fire to explosions in the street are just commonplace.

The clubs on Hong Kong Island are young and Dangerous, and the clubs in Haojiang are essentially a group of gangsters!
In fact, the early foreign associations in Haojiang were indeed composed of remnants of the defeated side after the civil war in the mainland. At first, they also worked part-time as pirates at sea. Grab, and a rocket will fly over at every turn.

Clubs on Hong Kong Island are in flames, using watermelon knives and baseball bats, while others directly use pineapples, dynamite, and bazookas.

Not on one level at all.

Yin Zhiju is the boss of Hao Jiang 14K,

If only a few years ago, there were still clubs in Haojiang that could compete with Yin Zhiju,

In the past two years, Yin Zhiju has become a gambler and cooperated with Junket Operator in the business of underwriting gambling chips, attracting rich people from all over the world to gamble.

To make a digression, there was a young man who was known as the emperor in mainland China, and it was rumored that his family was doing such a business.

Haojiang is based on gambling, and more than [-]% of all taxes come from gambling and related industries. More than [-]% of the people in Australia also rely on the gambling industry to support them. It means that all the people in Haojiang depend on him for food.

Backed by the thigh of the mountain, Yin Zhiju quickly killed several opponents and became the overlord of the Haojiang underground world, the right-hand man of the king of gambling,

He even appeared in Time Magazine and was called the Godfather of Haojiang!

Using Yin Zhiju in Haojiang would give even a gambler a headache, let alone a Hong Kong policeman from outside?

Killing Yin Zhiju may not be a big deal, but the gambling king behind him, and even the Haojiang government, might think that the Hong Kong Island police are going to make some big move, and a small fuse will cause a major political incident.

After thinking about it, I dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Hao, where is Brother Xiao Ma now? Oh, I see!"

If you want to be unlucky, you can't be unlucky by yourself.

Who in the entire Hong Kong Island likes to masturbate the most?

It must be Brother Ma.

……

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Big Regal Nightclub.

Nightclubs have begun to decline these days. The younger generation prefers more direct and exciting disco bars, while the so-called white-collar workers are accustomed to going to bars.

Like saunas, nightclubs belong to the previous era, the life of the older generation.

Even the big rich have started to reform, and the afternoon show has been changed to karaoke.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a broken gong singing.

"Running waves, wandering waves, thousands of miles of surging rivers will never stop!

When everything is gone, the affairs of the world are mixed into a torrent of muddy currents! "

The singer was a tall man, wearing a gray windbreaker, holding a microphone, shaking his head, very intoxicated by it,

The two hostesses beside her looked bored and yawned.

"Police, check the cards!" Lin Jiajun walked over with a smile.

"Hey, Ah Jun, you know that I am lonely, so you come to sing with me?" Little Ma saw Lin Jiajun appearing, grabbed his neck, grinned and said, "It's just right, these little sisters don't like it. I look ugly, sing and sound old-fashioned, and I almost fall asleep.”

Lin Jiajun took out two thousand-yuan bills and handed them over: "You two beauties, go get busy with other things, we brothers can play by ourselves."

The two chicks had already received Taiwan fees, and now they had tips to take, so naturally happy, they blew a kiss to Lin Jiajun and walked away twisting their waists.

Brother Xiaoma stared wide-eyed, and threatened in an exaggerated tone on purpose: "Damn, please, I have been in prison for five years, and I have never even seen a sow. I finally released it and found two beautiful girls to sing with me. How dare you Let go! Believe it or not, I will replace you!"

"You don't need to call, just hang aside and sing by yourself, you can see that they almost have the word "resentful woman" written on their faces."

Lin Jiajun sat down, poured a glass of whiskey and took a sip, and then asked: "Why are you singing here alone, instead of being a gun master, you are pretending to be a lonely singer?"

"Gun God? I almost forgot how a gun is used, and it's almost like a handjob!" Little Ma shook his head, and said with a depressed face: "Don't talk about this, sing!"

Lin Jiajun's heart moved, and he pressed a few numbers in his pocket.

hum,
'Fix the car?Come on big guy, repairing cars all day is so boring!I don't go out to hang out, at least find me some interesting things to do...'

"Slightly laugh, give me warmth..." Xiao Ma started to sing another song.

Lin Jiajun covered his ears in annoyance and said loudly: "Shut up, boss, your singing is really ugly!"

"Who says my singing is ugly? Damn, when I was in prison, I was known as the Stanley Punctual Singer King, and a song called "Light of Friendship" attracted 3000 people in Stanley to sing in a chorus! So much so, everyone calls me Ah Zheng!"

Brother Xiao Ma put down the microphone and said, "Besides, now you are a policeman, and Ajie is a policeman. Brother Hao sees me so badly. If I don't sing, what else can I do? Do I hold two The gun goes to biubiubiu?"

"I don't know if you can biubiuibiu, but hey, don't be a gangster anymore. Do you want to be a police officer?"

"Police? You just do what you say?"

"Damn, I have a different status now, so I can do what I say!" Lin Jiajun said.

"Then what kind of police?" Xiao Ma showed some interest, sat down and asked, "Hey, let me tell you first, I don't want to be a traffic policeman, and I don't want to be an office clerk either!"

"I don't know if I will sit in an office in the future, but there is a big event right now!" Lin Jiajun said.

"What?"

"Follow me to Haojiang, single-handedly, blow the head of Yin Zhiju's gold medal killer Yaodong!"

Brother Ma's eyes flashed: "Really or not? Don't lie to me, old man!"

Lin Jiajun held his head high and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you, a cripple, don't dare to sit in jail for a few years. Will your skills be good? Don't drag me down!"

"Don't dare?!"

Brother Xiao Ma sneered, his expression became deep,

"I have waited so long, not to prove how great I am, I just want to tell others..."

"Stop! Please, you have already done away with Tan Cheng, why do you still want to tell others?" Lin Jiajun stopped Xiao Ma's thoughts without hesitation.

"I just want to tell others that I am so free now that my balls are getting moldy!"

Brother Xiaoma flipped up his windbreaker, revealing a pistol stuck in his waist, and asked excitedly, "When are you leaving?"

Lin Jiajun was taken aback: "Damn! You are crazy, where did you get the gun from!"

Brother Xiaoma pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger.
There was a snap, and a flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun.

He lighted the cigarette beside his mouth and shrugged: "Damn, I haven't touched a gun for a long time, my hands are itchy, and now I'm not as rich as before, I can use US dollars to light cigarettes at every turn, and I carry a lighter like a pistol with me Have a good time, what a fuss!"

"Then I vaguely saw the two grenades hanging inside your windbreaker just now. Don't tell me, they are also lighters?"

"Of course not! It's a cigarette box!"

"What about the dagger?"

"That's a real dagger. Is it illegal?"

"admire!"

(End of this chapter)