Early in the morning, there was chaos in the police station. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On one side are the gangsters who look like people, but they are all wailing. On the other side, there are the drivers of the foundation engineering mud trucks who don't know what happened.

"Hey, sir, my head hurts so much, it's likely that I was hit on the head by those drivers, maybe I'll hang up in a while!"

"That's right, let's check our injuries, I have a terrible headache, and I see things in two shadows!"

"Oops, hey, sir help!"

"You rotten boys, give me enough to stop!" The driver next to him shouted angrily with a black line on his face: "We didn't do anything at all, and you all lay down on the ground! Bastard, I'm the most seriously injured here, I want to vomit when I smell my hair now, maybe I'll only be bald in this life!"

"What are you kidding, the way you rushed over with a crowbar, but many people saw it! You said you didn't fight, do you have any proof?"

The driver was stunned by the rotten boy's question, and was speechless for a while. This thing is now yellow mud off the crotch, and it really can't be cleaned.

"It's rotten, what the hell are you kid doing again!"

Just when the rotten boys were triumphant, a policeman in civilian clothes suddenly came into the office. He had a document in his hand and threw it on his desk with a thud.

"Yo, isn't this O's Lao sir!"

There was a person standing up in the crowd of rotten boys, and it was the one who threw rotten eggs. At this time, he was neither in pain nor out of strength, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"I heard early in the morning that your kid is causing trouble again, do you want to go to 123 to live for a while?"

The Cape Collinson Correctional Facility in Xiangjiang is located at No. 123 Cape Collinson Road, and it is obvious that this rotten boy has become an old man there. Frequently going to this kind of low-level security correctional center shows that he is quite shrewd, and he does not make big mistakes and keeps making small mistakes.

"Lao sir, don't always look at people with old eyes. Rotten Tsaicheng smiled proudly: "This time, my brother and I suffered a loss, and I was beaten so badly by the people who built the foundation project! The Xiangjiang police can't just beat people and throw them in prison, right?"

Officer Lao seemed to be a little surprised, looked up and down at the different rotten boys, and frowned: "I don't know about your set?

"This officer, don't talk nonsense if you don't know, otherwise I can sue you for slander!"

Of course, these loud words were not spoken by rotten boys, but sounded from outside the office door behind Officer Lao.

A middle-aged man wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a young assistant carrying a bag behind him, walked in majestically: "My client is the victim, you accuse him of blackmail without evidence, be careful that I complain to you!"

"Who?"

Hearing this, Officer Lao subconsciously became excited—no police officer would like to say such things.

"Lawyer Cheng Kejie of Swire & Koo Law Firm, this police officer, when did O Ji also intervene in ordinary public order cases?

"You-" Officer Law looked like he wanted to get angry, but he held back.

However, he turned his head to look at Rotten Boy Cheng, but he was thoughtful. When did Rotten Boy Cheng even hire a lawyer, if he really had this ability, he wouldn't be called Rotten Boy.

"Sir, curious?"

Rotten Tsaicheng tilted his head and laughed in a low voice: "How about we go out and talk?"

Officer Lao looked at him and then at lawyer Cheng Kejie, and felt more and more that something was wrong with today's events, so he had no choice but to nod his head, turn around and walk out of the office.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Officer Lao popped out a cigarette, put it in the mouth of the rotten boy, and then lit it for him with a lighter.

"It's not obvious, the above wants us to do a foundation project. The rotten boy smiled mysteriously: "Look, our class is just the beginning. Liji's property, I can't run one of them in the past two days. ”

Officer Lao couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Liji is a large enterprise in Xiangjiang, you are crazy!"

"It's not that we're crazy, it's that Liji is crazy!" rotten boy Cheng pursed his lips and snorted: "What age is this, and you still can't see the situation clearly?"

"What kind of situation?" Officer Lao was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "Liji has a very hard relationship with the British, and the power is something that a rotten boy like you can figure out?"

"Huh. ”

Rotten Tsai Cheng raised an index finger and shook it gently: "Officer Lao, if I remember correctly, I am in my early thirties Chinese New Year's Eve, right?

"What do you want to say? I worked hard to get back from my position, and it's not like you!" Officer Law was a little annoyed.

"Yes, yes, of course Officer Lao is young and promising, but you also have an old day. Rotten Tsaicheng blinked his eyes and smiled mysteriously: "If you can continue to develop in the police force, Officer Lao, guess who will send you your pension one day?"

"Of course, this is the police force. Officer Lao was stunned.

Rotten Tsaicheng nodded and shook his head, and continued: "The police force is right, but where will the police force get the money when the time comes?"

"The Hong Kong government is responsible for the budget of the Force. ”

"Well, then when you retire, who do you think will be in charge of the Hong Kong government?"

When Rotten Tsai Cheng said this, Officer Lao couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then couldn't help but shudder: "You mean-"

"Liji thinks that he is very great when he is close to the British, in the words of the mainland, don't look at the joy of dancing now, you see him pull the list sooner or later!"

"What do you mean?" Officer Lao frowned, a little unsure of this "exclusive noun".

"Ahem—"

Rotten Tsaicheng felt a sense of superiority and said: "Well, that means that the foundation project is now in his stomach, you see that he will have to vomit it all in less than ten years! Like Officer Lao, you are working hard for the British now, and it is not the British who will pay you a pension!"

"This ......"

Officer Lao somewhat understood that he was not one of those fake police and real spies of the Political Department of the Hong Kong Police. When people get to Jiuqi, they can pat their butts and go back to the UK, but they can't run anywhere in the future!

"So you're saying you're giving—"

Officer Lao pointed to the north and asked suspiciously, "Do you work in the north?"

"Hey, how do you say that!"

The rotten boy became a domineering face: "What's wrong with the rotten boy, the rotten boy is not allowed to be patriotic!"

Officer Lao looked at the rotten boy with embarrassment, it was rare for the rotten boy in the world to be domineering. This made Officer Law, who was accustomed to seeing the faces of the British, touch a corner of his heart.

What is it?

He bowed his head in contemplation.

Suddenly, he suddenly understood.

The spirit of rotten boy is not how brave he is, or how powerful his gang is.

This kind of self-confidence is the self-confidence of belonging to a strong country.

Working for a gang and giving a head start for a strong country are completely different.

"Okay, I see. ”

Officer Lao touched his nose a little stupidly, and to be honest, he didn't know what face he should use. As a policeman, he seems to be standing on the opposite side of justice at this time. On the contrary, it was these bastards who suppressed themselves in momentum.

"Don't go too far, I'll say hello to my colleagues in law and order for this matter, and it's okay to drag it out for a few days. ”

"Hey, that's good, thanks Officer Law. Rotten Tsai Cheng bowed, and his hippie smile showed his original form: "I originally wanted to drink a few more cups of tea from the police station, but it seems that this time I can only pay for it to eat outside." ”

"Alright, just this once!" Officer Lao snorted, "If you are caught again in the future, I won't be so easy to talk to." ”

"Don't worry, I understand!" Rotten Tsai Cheng gave a military salute and watched Officer Lao turn around and leave.

"It's done!"

Rotten Tsaicheng looked at the driver of the mud truck who was still ignorant in the police office and laughed, it seems that the construction site of the foundation project does not have ten days and half a month, and it must be impossible to start.

As Rotten Tsai Cheng said, not only the Repulse Bay construction site, but almost all the businesses of the foundation project had a bunch of problems in one day.

It's not just that there are all kinds of problems on the construction site, like Repulse Bay is a high-end rich area after all, and the style is already mild. In some places where law and order is not very good, there are more outrageous means.

In addition, the properties that have been built and put into operation have also had problems one after another. The method of splashing red paint is outdated, find two buses to scratch at the door of some properties, and then you can't get to the front door for most of the day.

One or two questions are fine, but such things have happened dozens of times in a row, and each of the Xiangjiang Police Station has blown up its nest. The police were busy with their feet on the ground, and those who didn't know thought that there had been some major public order incident.

Before noon, the police station in Xiangjiang was crowded with people related to the foundation project. The people who sent them in were almost all kinds of rotten boys and gangsters under the major associations, but these members of the associations who showed off their might in the past have become the "losing" party today.

And O Ji, who was supposed to come forward, was stunned and didn't say a word, and only asked the Public Security Section to handle the matter as an ordinary public security case.

The police officers who got the news in the police station also had their own considerations, the British could not afford to offend, but their pensions would have to be paid by the Hong Kong government at that time. Both sides cannot afford to offend, and then the wisdom of the bureaucrats can only be used.

All events are handled by the prescribed process, and the maximum subjective "inaction" is exerted within the specified range. He doesn't make mistakes, but he can deal with problems as slowly as a turtle crawling.

So when the news reached Huang Jingxian's ears, almost all the properties under the Liji Group fell into a stage of shutdown.

(To be continued.) )