Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 89
Regarding the matter of asking Master Su to sign a contract and officially become an undercover agent, Lin Jiajun weighed it in his mind the moment the other party proposed.

The benefits are of course obvious. Once the contract is signed, it is impossible for Master Su to turn his back on him. The police have ten thousand ways to make him die.

People's hearts are changeable, honest and cute today, powerful and cruel in the future, no one knows what a person will turn into in the end.

By signing an undercover agreement, both parties can feel at ease and can avoid future troubles.

There are also disadvantages.

No matter how strong his skills are, how he trains Master Su, and how personal the two are, once the contract is signed, Master Su is essentially a 'member of the police force', not his own.

But it's not a big problem,

As long as he stands firmly in the police force and has strength at hand, he must follow him closely.

On the other hand, one day, when he is unable to stand still and is down and out, will Master Su be as condescending to him as he is today?

Damn, when the time comes, the first one to ask the plane to hack him to death will probably be his master Su.

In case one day, with an agreement, he is guaranteed to himself, at least he dare not mess with himself.

So I found Zhu Mei'e that day.

Fei Bo knew a lot of things before, but Zhu Mei'e was not very clear. After hearing Lin Jiajun's complete story, Zhu Mei'e raised her eyebrows with a brush, as if she was about to eat people!
"Damn, Ah Jun, I asked you to talk to Liansheng, and it ended up like this? Talking about sitting in a hotel with Liansheng, asking to be an undercover police officer?!"

"Madam, look at your expression, could it be that I did something wrong?" Lin Jiajun kept a safe distance from her

Could it be that Zhu Mei'e's early menopause is hard to tell?
He Liansheng, one of the four major associations in Hong Kong Island, has tens of thousands of members with leg hair and has penetrated into all walks of life. With possible cooperation, how much crime can be reduced on Hong Kong Island every year?How much will the detection rate increase?

This is a great thing that goes without saying!

It can even be said that since the opening of Hong Kong Island, the police have achieved unprecedented victories against the associations.

"It's really not possible, how about I reject him?" Lin Jiajun said.

Zhu Mei'e stared: "Damn! I mean, my level can't decide for such a big matter! Also, how do you want me to reward you for making such a big contribution? Do you want me to reward you? Give you the seat?"

"Madam, if you say that, don't you want to force me to swear off my fingers?"

"I really haven't stared at you for three days, and you're going to make a big deal." Zhu Mei'e ignored Lin Jiajun's joke about cutting off his finger. Walk,
"Come with me and report directly to Mai Sir!"

So the scene changed, and the two came to Mai Qijun's office.

Mai Qijun is not in a good mood recently, he changed his job with Liansheng, and a lot of messy things happened. Just the fact that Lin Huaile was beheaded to death in the street caused a very bad influence, and made the higher-ups look for him again conversation.

Stable, stable, still stable!

Lin Jiajun joked with Feibo, saying that the police are for fairness, but in fact, the meaning of the existence of the police is for stability.

When it is stable, everyone will have something to earn, some to earn, and a good life to live. The society is unstable, and everyone will be unlucky in the end.

Seeing Zhu Mei'e coming in, Mai Qijun asked unhappily: "I was looking for you. Especially you, Selina, I asked you to talk to Liansheng. How did the talk go?!"

Lin Jiajun couldn't hold back, he burst out laughing.

Every time he heard someone called Zhu Mei'e's English name, Lin Jiajun endured it very uncomfortable. It was really impossible to connect a tiger like Zhu Mei'e with an English name like Selina.

"What the hell are you laughing at?! I told you a long time ago that when I was young, I was a member of the police force, no worse than Lu Xuan!"

Zhu Mei'e gave Lin Jiajun a hard look, then hugged the police cap, and slightly raised her chest to Mai Qijun: "Sir, let Ah Jun report to you about the problem with Liansheng."

Mai Qijun looked at Lin Jiajun.

Lin Jiajun... blah blah blah.

About an hour later, a black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle slowly pulled out from the underground parking lot of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters.

In the back seat of the car, Lin Jiajun was wearing a uniform, sitting side by side with Mai Qijun, who was also wearing a uniform.

"Ajun, as of now, you, me, Liang Jianbo, and Selina know about this matter and must keep it secret!" Mai Qijun said.

"Sir, I understand." Lin Jiajun said.

"Well Done!" Mai Qijun nodded with satisfaction: "When I see Director Zeng later, don't be nervous, just report to me and explain everything clearly."

……

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"%￥@#!...@&!"

"%@￥&!#()!"

On the vast sea, in the cabin of an old dilapidated fishing boat, Dongguan boy opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw several dark-skinned and short fishermen surrounding him, talking words that he couldn't understand, staring at him with concern. look at yourself.

"This... where is this?"

He tried to recall what had happened before,
After hacking Lin Huaile to death that day, the police fell from the sky and shot and killed several younger brothers who dared to resist. Fortunately, he ran fast and escaped from the alley.

Despite this, a large piece of leg meat was bitten off by the police dog, which almost caused him to faint on the spot.

However, the period after that is the real dark moment of life!
The whole Hong Kong Island seemed to have no place for him all of a sudden. Those friends and subordinates in the past, those who were in charge of smuggling and doing underground business, saw him one by one, as if they saw a walking Hong Kong dollar. Chasing and killing, even if you want to spend money to buy a road, you can't do it.

Formal passages, airports, stations, and ferries all require ID checks; smuggling, false IDs, these people all want to take his life to receive bonuses.

Especially the plane, it is like a mad dog scraping him everywhere.

At the end of the memory, he was hiding in a dilapidated house by the sea. If he hadn't been vigilant, he would probably have been killed by a plane in his dream. ocean.

"Are you from Thailand?" Dong Guanzai asked with difficulty.

"@!*&%@*!"

Fuck, totally incomprehensible.It's a bit like Thai, mixed with many strange syllables that I haven't heard before. It may be a dialect from some remote place.

"*&#!" A kind-hearted woman brought over an old coat. Dongguan Zai said a trembling thank you in English and quickly took it and put it on him.

There was something hard in the pocket of the coat.

He reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be an ID card.

According to the information, he is a native of Hong Kong Island and lives in Yuen Long.

"Could it be that God gave me a way to survive?"

Dongguan boy stared at the ID card, looked at the photo that looked somewhat similar to himself for a moment, and silently put the ID card close to his body.

From now on, there will be no Dongguan boy in the world,

Only Ji Zhengxiong.

(End of this chapter)