Supreme Stock God

Late at night, at Kwai Chung Pier No. 5, Tsing Yi, Hong Kong, a crane was transferring containers from a freighter at the port to the terminal. In less than an hour, more than a dozen containers on the freighter were transferred.

A worker wearing a yellow hard hat and a dock uniform kept waving and gesturing, and shouted: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Then, a few men who were obviously not terminal workers were led by the worker to the front of one of the containers. The worker opened the door of the container and shot the light of the flashlight into the container, and he saw two brand-new Mercedes-Benz cars inside.

The men walked into the container and opened the rear door of the Mercedes-Benz in front of them and got in. Then they took out a switchblade and swiped lightly on the leather chair in the back seat, and they saw the leather under the chair. It's not a filling like sponge, but a pack of white powder. The man reached out his little finger and picked up a little bit of white powder, then stuffed it into his nose and took a deep breath.

"How about? Is this stuff pure enough?" asked another man outside.

The man who got into the car pushed out again, his nose twitched and his thumb was stretched out, "It's a good product!"

After hearing the words, several people looked at each other and showed bright smiles. One of them said: "Then hurry up and ship to our warehouse, the boss is afraid of waiting."

When they closed the door of the container, there was a loud alarm in the distance. More than a dozen police cars with flashing red and blue lights appeared on both sides without warning, blocking their way, and they heard someone using it. The loudspeaker shouted: "We are the Hong Kong Royal Police, don't move! Put down your weapons and surrender!"

The faces of those men changed drastically, and one of them said in a panic: "Why... how come there are police? What should we do?"

"What to do, run quickly, if you get caught, you won't need to come out for the rest of your life!" Another person shouted, and quickly took out a pistol, fired several shots at the police car in front, and ran to the left, thinking Go to the lanes between the containers.

However, they heard the police on both sides shout: "They have guns and fire! All units pay attention and fire is allowed!"

At the moment, gunshots were repeated, and the flames flickered. The men here are far inferior to the police in terms of number and weaponry. Three people were killed in less than a minute. The last two quickly threw away their pistols and raised their hands. Called "surrender".

After controlling them, the police escorted them to open the dozen or so containers one by one, and found that all of them were brand-new Mercedes-Benz cars. Under the instructions of the two surviving men, the police opened the back seat of the sedan and found that the leather chair was filled with bags of white powder.

"Chief Xie, it's all No. 4 heroin! Damn it, it all adds up to three or four hundred catties!" A policeman who swiped the back seat of the car shouted to the commander outside, with shock and excitement in his tone. Because they cracked such a large drug smuggling case, the policemen who were responsible for the enforcement also had a lot of credit.

Just listen to the commander called "Chief Xie" saying: "Okay, take them all away, and take them back to the police station! There are also those two suspects, show me tight!"

As a result, the **** and the men who got out of the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz car were taken away by the police. After a lot of noise, the No. 5 Pier returned to calm again.

On the other side, Fang Bingyun was sitting there in a warehouse of an industrial building in Tsuen Wan, holding a roast goose leg in his hand, eating with relish. Next to him was a handsome and gentle man in his twenties, but it was Mo Zhenxing.

Fang Bingrun looked at his watch and said while chewing the meat in his mouth: "Why haven't you come yet? Mom, these wastes are so messy for them to do things."

"Uncle Fat, don't be angry, drink a glass of water." Mo Zhenxing handed Fang Bingrun a glass of soda in a very gentle tone.

Fang Bingrun smiled and said, "Hey, A Xing is your kind to me." He reached out and touched Mo Zhenxing's ass.

"Uncle Fatty, don't be like this, the brothers are still outside, it would be bad if you let them see." Mo Zhenxing twisted, "After you go home, Uncle Fatty will do whatever you want."

Seeing Mo Zhenxing's "fascinating" appearance, Fang Bingrun really wanted to pounce on it, but Mo Zhenxing was right, his subordinates were still outside, and if they found out, his leader would be over.

Suddenly, Fang Bingrun's mobile phone rang. He was about to get it, but found that he couldn't tell the difference between holding the roasted goose leg in one hand and the soda in the other. Mo Zhenxing, who was next to him, saw him and immediately reached into his arms and took out the mobile phone. He pressed the call button to his ear, very considerate.

Fang Bingrun glanced at him appreciatively, and then said to the phone: "It's me, what's wrong?"

In less than five seconds, Fang Bingrun's expression changed drastically, she turned pale, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. At the same time, she shouted, "What the **** did you say? All my goods were taken away by the police. Go! Fuck, how is it possible, I have gotten through all the joints, it is impossible for the police to find out!"

He kept panting for breath, his face was hideous, and after a while he said again: "The two people, you immediately find someone to enter the police station to warn them, tell them not to talk nonsense, give them some settlement allowance, let They are all accused of the crime. What? Refusing? What about spending a lifetime in jail, since they joined our'East Star', they should be prepared to sacrifice for the community!" After a pause, Fang Bingrun said gloomily, "Okay. , Don't be willing, then you give me a chance to kill both of them, lest they become'two or five boys' for me to go out! Well, that's it!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Bingrun's chest was still violently ups and downs. Mo Zhenxing next to him hurriedly helped him caress his chest, and asked concerned: "Uncle Fat, what's wrong, there is a problem with our goods?"

"Yeah, the **** thing was discovered by the police for some reason, and now those goods have been taken away by the police, fuck!" Fang Bingrun was so angry that he threw the roasted goose legs and soda on the ground.

Mo Zhenxing frowned and said: "But it's impossible. Our matter is so secret this time. The joints between the freighter company and the terminal are all connected. It stands to reason that the police will not find out. Unless..."

"Unless there is a'two or five boys' in our club." Fang Bingrun said with a fierce expression: "This time, only you and me and your subordinates know about it. You can check and see them. Is there a problem? If they really have a'two or five boys' in them, you can bring me here, and I will kill him by myself!"

"I know, I'll go now." Mo Zhenxing nodded, and immediately got up to execute Fang Bingrun's order.

Only Fang Bingrun was left in the large warehouse. The more he wanted to get angry, he got up from the sofa and kicked the cartons around him, shouting, "Fuck you mother! Me! Fuck you!"

Fang Bingrun stayed in the warehouse until five o'clock in the morning, but Mo Zhenxing still had no news. Suddenly, Fang Bingrun's mobile phone rang again, he immediately picked it up and put it to his ear, "Hey, is it A Xing?"

"Goddaddy, it's me, Lianhu." Xiao Lianhu's voice came through the phone.

"Call me so late, what's the matter?" Fang Bingrun's voice was slightly impatient.

Just listen to Xiao Lianhu saying on the phone: "God father, I have something very important to tell you."

"Is there anything important? If it's not urgent, please call me later, I'm busy." Fang Bingrun was afraid that Mo Zhenxing would call at this time and would be occupied by Xiao Lianhu, so he finished. Just want to hang up the phone.

Xiao Lianhu quickly said, "Goddaddy, this matter is very important! It's about Mo Zhenxing!"

Hearing Xiao Lianhu's last words, Fang Bingrun stopped the thought of hanging up the line and couldn't help asking: "A Xing?"

"Yes, godfather." Xiao Lianhu said solemnly: "I suspect that Mo Zhenxing is probably the undercover police officer who inserted into our club!"

"Impossible!" Fang Bingrun said immediately: "This thing is absolutely impossible!"

"Godfather, can you come over now?" Xiao Lianhu said: "This matter is too relevant, and I also need to confirm it. Come here, no matter whether Mo Zhenxing is undercover or not, you can feel at ease."

After weighing it up, Fang Bingrun gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I will come over now. But Lianhu, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, although you are my godson, but if you let me know that you deliberately framed it to get rid of Ah Xing If he said, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Godfather, everything I do is for godfather you and the club, without personal feelings." Xiao Lianhu said.

So Fang Bingrun took a few of his men to Xiaolian Lake by car.

At this time, Xiao Lianhu was in an open-air food stall, and when he saw Fang Bingrun’s car, he immediately got up to greet him, and personally opened the door for Fang Bingrun, "God, I'm really sorry for letting you here so late, but The matter is too relevant to be delayed."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense." Fang Bingrun waved his hand, "You said A Xing is an undercover agent for the police, what evidence is there?"

"The evidence is there." Xiao Lianhu turned his head and looked at a residential building not far away, "God, come with me, you will know soon." After that, he walked out of the food stall. Go to the residential building.

Fang Bingrun thought for a while, and followed Xiao Lianhu with a few of his men.