Hong Kong Films: Starting from the True Color of a Boy

The crow compared his fingers and flipped up and down. This movement directly moved the camel in front of him.

Quietly asked: "Are you sure?"

The crow had fun.

He knew that the leader in front of him had been persuaded, so he said seriously:

"Be sure, send a few thunderous boys over there, and push them on the other party if something happens."

"...Try not to expose us."

"You can rest assured."

The aftermath of Hong Xing's incident was still fermenting. Jiang Tiansheng was in distress like a dumb man who had eaten Coptis chinensis. He could only sit in his room with his eyes closed, watching the people coming and going outside, sipping a sip of tea, and Panicked to the extreme.

He knows that his decision will definitely have a backlash, but he (Li's) himself is also forced to be helpless. Those uncles and grandpas came directly to the door, and they have already decided, and these things can only be carried out by himself, otherwise Probably can't wait for the next one.

But he didn't expect the backlash to be so fierce. The 13th sister even sent someone to question her, but after finally sending them away, the people from Da Fei came again.

There is no doubt that these two are very upset.

The tone of the people sent over was very blunt, obviously they had been ordered.

Jiang Tiansheng could only appease.

We can only stabilize the people sent over first, and then think of remedial measures.

"Liang Kun, oh Liang Kun! This time I tried my best, if you don't behave well, be careful, I will kill you!"

Thinking of Liangkun not coming out for a while, Jiang Tiansheng felt like he was about to suffer from angina pectoris.

"Fucking Street Boys! Damn Loyalty! Sooner or later, I will..."

Chapter 195

There was a huge disagreement within Hong Xing, and Jiang Tiansheng was exhausted enough to deal with the internal affairs. Moreover, all the horses on the given ground had to be reestablished, and they had no intention of doing small tricks for the time being.

Dongxing shrank completely. To be precise, he was scared. Even the crow, who was the most active in attacking Zhongxinyi, did not say a word at the meeting. Although the talkers in the lobby of Dongxing felt aggrieved, they obeyed obediently. After all, everyone was shocked by Hong Xing's big move this time.

That is Liangkun's half-life net worth, so he will give it if he asks.

The sound of the wind is roaring.

Liang Kun, who is the center of the vortex, is still picking up the soap without knowing it at this time, and when he comes out, there may be another sudden change.

Zhong Xinyi is not idle here either.

Fatty Wang makes movies, and series is Fatty Wang's favorite. If Wang Yue hadn't given the general guidance and framework, I'm afraid this kid would be making zombie beauties.

Tian Yangyi and the others are very busy. The newly acquired site network and various places have to be paved to make people familiar and familiar, so as to avoid any mistakes in time.

Li Jie's work here is focused on the line of scars, and now he is keen on burying needles in various places, and he is extremely busy.

Brother Xiao Ma and Song Zihao took a lot of money, and the boring Wang Yue was dealing with this group of people in the entertainment industry.

......

Wooden house area, police station.

Li Leimeng stood in front of the big projection, wearing a neat suit.

It's a pity that the projection directly covered his appearance, and everyone could only see the projection like a movie screen.

On the projection is a bald old man in his 40s wearing a coat and sunglasses, who is getting into a car.

Only seeing the figure hidden in the projection screen, Li Leimeng poked the bald old man with a small wooden stick in his hand:

"This person is Zhu Tao!"

"Aged around 40 years old, he holds various assets, including dance halls, import and export trade, and some retail and wholesale businesses. Of course, these businesses are all fronts."

"All his bright businesses are not profitable, they are all losing money, all of them are losing money."

Chen Jiaju sat in the first row above, and Uncle Biao leaned against the table next to him. The two looked at each other when they heard this, smiled tacitly, and then looked forward again.

The virtues of Li Leimeng in front of him are very clear to the two of them, both of whom are senior police officers under him.

Although Li Leimeng is a police chief, he is from the airborne department. After graduation, he was directly transferred to be the police chief based on his backstage relationship. I heard that he graduated from a foreign country. What command academy?

As a human being, after drinking a few bottles of foreign ink, he became more arrogant, and usually called himself Raymond Lee.

So many people in the police station who are not used to it will call him Officer Lei.

Over time, even Chen Jiaju and Uncle Biao would call him Police Officer Lei intentionally or unintentionally, of course not in front of his face, he would get angry if he called Officer Lei in front of his face.

"This person, according to the informant, is his personal bodyguard, nicknamed Sangrong!"

Everything in the picture, Li Leimeng pointed to a man with a sturdy expression and dangerous eyes.

"Zhu Tao is very smart. To the outside world, Sangrong is his bodyguard. The other strong men around him are all his buddies. In fact, they are all his subordinates who do this, but It’s just a cover-up.”

Immediately afterwards, the screen turned again, and a younger middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a horse jacket appeared.

Li Leimeng pointed at the stick in his right hand:

"This person is Zhu Tao's nephew named Danny, and of course his surname is Zhu."

The screen turned again and appeared a man in a white shirt, holding a mobile phone, with a friendly face, but a little more gloomy.

"This man is called John Gao. Many of Zhu Tao's businesses are handled by him. He can be regarded as a military advisor like the white paper fan."

"This person is Fang Sally... She only appeared next to Zhu Tao later. How much do you know about Zhu Tao? We don't know now."

Immediately afterwards, he continuously introduced Zhu Tao's important characters in a thorough manner.

The subordinates knew that this was going to attack Zhu Tao.

After hearing Li Leimeng's introduction, he coughed heavily and said seriously:

"This time I got the news that they will conduct a large-scale DP transaction in the dyeing and weaving factory. Our task is to arrest all the personnel involved in this transaction, and leave no one behind."

Before the words finished, a policeman with a better relationship next to Chen Jiaju winked at Chen Jiaju.

Those police officers who were close to Chen Jiaju knew how they got the news this time.

This time the news did not come from Li Leimeng.

Uncle Biao and Chen Jiaju went to Saigon District. After returning, Li Leimeng organized this plan. He also said that he already knew the detailed transaction time and place of the other party, and even knew the general characters. It would be strange if there was no trick in it. Woolen cloth.

Now it is said openly in front of everyone that he got the news.

Chen Jiaju shook his head with a smile on his face.

He didn't care about these things, as long as he could catch Zhu Tao, it didn't matter who got the news, in the final analysis, it was the news from Saigon.

Uncle Biao frowned, feeling that Li Leimeng was a little urgent to make a contribution, which was not a good thing. As a veteran, he knew his boss' intentions in his heart, and the more urgent he was, the more he could not stop him, so he could only hide his worries.

After Li Leimeng finished his speech, he made a summary behind his hands:

"We must complete this success beautifully. I will make this plan a pig hunting plan!"

"Everyone must perform the task well, understand?"

The lights came on, and the projector turned off when he got up, revealing Li Leimeng's serious and serious face.

Lights spread throughout the police chamber. Under the darkness just now, the somewhat relaxed police officers immediately sat up straight, with serious expressions on their faces.

Uncle Biao coughed lightly at this time, took over the conversation, and said to the policeman below:

"Have everyone understood? Now everyone looks for the envelope above according to their own names, and reads the instructions familiarly after opening the envelope."

This is an old practice, and basically all police stations will arrange it like this when carrying out secret missions.

Write their respective goals and tasks in a letter and write their names, which can effectively prevent tasks from being connected in series and make everyone clear what they want to do.

Most of the people in the police station had performed tasks before, and those who were familiar with the road went directly to get their envelopes. .

Chapter 196

Who would have thought that near the oldest, dilapidated and slum-like dyeing and weaving factory in the wooden house area, Zhu Tao, the richest man in the wooden house area, was rushing here.

The car stopped at the hillside of the ring road of the dyeing factory in the wooden house area, Zhu Tao squinted his eyes and waited.

After a while, a voice came from inside the big brother.

Zhu Tao couldn't wait to take it.

I saw a deep male voice coming from the opposite side:

"We'll be right there."

With a smile on Zhu Tao's colorful face, he said seriously:

"Be careful on the road, I'm almost there too, see you at the dyeing and weaving factory!"

After finishing speaking, he cut off the phone, put the briefcase under his armpit, and opened the car door.

As soon as he got out of the car, he yelled at his secretary:

"You play by ear here down here."

The secretary nodded.

Zhu Tao led his bodyguards and his men directly to the hillside.

Four or five horsemen and secretaries were left, wandering around in this messy shack.

This shack was built by the people here very early. The so-called shack is a group of houses made of sheds, planks, and rotten waterfalls.

It is better to say that it is a house than that it only covers people's sight, and there are rows of compartments that cannot even be sheltered from wind and rain.

The life of the people here is extremely simple, there are not many things, just some dirty clothes and all kinds of dark sheets.

The pots and pans placed outside the door did not know how many hands were changed. Some were placed under the sun, and the sun could shine on the ground along the gaps.

This kind of place is extremely messy and messy, and it is very convenient to trade.

A few children in rag pudding with their crotch open were running and playing, turning from the corridor of two rows of houses. The kid at the head of the row didn't see the way clearly. When he turned his head to look at his partner, he suddenly felt that he was He hit a high wall and bounced back.

Looking up to see a face with a big nose.