Prison Department Fierce Man! A pair of brothers held knives side by side, slashing the three of them with quick movements, and one left and one right directly stared at each other's red sticks.

Wu Shihao is tall and big, his movements are sharp, he slashes a person with a knife in his hand, twists his body and shakes the knife and goes straight to Gui Lidong in front of him.

Gui Lidong saw the light of the knife, the double axe held the side horizontally, Wu Shihao slashed into Gui Lidong's shoulder, and two blood marks were also scraped on the abdomen.

"Bang!"

He Dingxian fired a gun into the sky.

The thugs on the dock were stunned for a moment, and instinctively looked back at him, and some simply lowered their heads and wanted to run.

No matter how brave the beater was, he was stunned when he heard the gun.

Wu Shijie rushed forward with a knife, taking advantage of Gui Lidong's lack of escort, and slashed down obliquely.

"Poof!"

The blade was cut in half and stuck on the neck bone. Wu Shijie pulled out the knife and couldn't pull it out, so he simply abandoned the knife and kicked the enemy in the stomach.

Wu Shihao also slowly let go of his hand.

Gui Lidong carried a knife on his shoulder and a knife in his neck: "Uh....."

Wide-eyed, he fell straight to the ground

Rumble!

The red sticks in the town were killed, the thugs of the Dongying Society were scattered, and the dock workers did not dare to stay any longer, for fear that a large number of people from the rival society would arrive.....

He Dingxian was deeply impressed when he saw that the two brothers in the auxiliary police dared to fight and kill, however, he never asked the names of a group of people from beginning to end, because the lowest rotten boys all died, and winning one game today is nothing, and only those who can win every game are qualified to be in the position.

It's just that the people in the prison are really not deceiving.

There is really someone who can easily win the double-flower red stick.

He couldn't be more satisfied.

At this moment, Wu Shijie stepped forward to support the injured eldest brother, hugged the other party's shoulders, and said anxiously: "Big guy, are you okay?" ”

Wu Shihao hugged his younger brother's shoulders, gritted his teeth and said, "Take the money!" ”

"Huh?"

The little guy was a little dazed in the chaos.

"Take the money!!" Woolschhouse shouted.

"Got it, Brother Hao!" Wu Shijie came back to his senses at the roar, and hurriedly helped the big guy to come to the poor man, and he didn't dare to ask for money, so he looked at the poor man with a pair of eyes.

He Dingxian took out a thousand Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and slapped it on his palm: "Stop." ”

"Thank you."

Wu Shixian thanked him and patronized to collect the money, and Wu Shihao next to him glanced at He Dingxian, when He Dingxian wanted to open his mouth to ask for his name, the dock was in a mess, and the Wu brothers also ran away.

"Flash!"

"Flash!"

Half an hour later, Kao, the leader of the Toeisha Society, came to the dock in person, and the panicked laborers resumed their work one after another, with blood all over the ground, scattered goods, dirty corpses, and the shipowner's angry scolding, all of which looked like Kao's face turned black.

As for who will pick the field, Dongying Society has already understood it clearly, but it is a pity that the people below came forward first and went to the territory of the Chaoshan Gang to plant the flag, Kao alone could not bear such a big thing, and before he got the approval of the Dongguan Gang, he could only choose to calm down and endure this evil breath.

It is impossible for him to take the initiative to help Hei Xinhua get ahead, and nothing is more important than letting his brothers get to work.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Inside a tenement building.

He Dingxian smoked a cigarette, stood in the courtyard, and quietly watched the moonlight.

Peng Lingshan chattered with concern: "I took all those clothes to be washed, tomorrow you change into a clean military uniform, and sleep on the sofa in the living room at night." ”

"Don't think the sofa is small, it's more comfortable than the wooden bed at home, Sister-in-law Xu took us in because of the friendship of her fellow villagers, and she will have the opportunity to repay her in the future."

"Her husband has a dry goods store in Jordan, Tsim Sha Tsui, if you encounter any trouble, remember to help, if you are a police officer, others may not really help......"

He Dingxian bowed slightly: "I know, I will keep it in my heart." ”

"Really remember!"

Peng Lingshan said.

The lard boy coaxed beside him: "Auntie, you go upstairs to sleep early, and I will send you back to Shek Kip Mei at noon tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

As the aunt left, the lard boy smiled and groaned: "You didn't come back before, and the aunt has been kneeling in front of the portrait of Guan Erye." ”

He Dingxian nodded and said, "He is afraid that I will never go back like Lao Dou." ”

Lard Boy was deeply touched: "How can you support without a man at home?" ”

After Ho Ting-yin finished the matter at the pier, he took a rickshaw directly to Tsim Sha Tsui to find his mother, and he didn't even go back to the police station.

If the night is safe and the person goes to work tomorrow and no one shoots you, then the matter is over.

He basically did everything he could do when he did this step alone, and the chance of another problem was not great, so there was nothing to worry about.

If Gui Lidong and Hei Xinhua can still pull out any big shots, then he should be damned, and when he comes out to fight for his life, he must have the consciousness of losing everything.

"Thank you."

He Dingxian suddenly turned back to speak.

"It's not right for me to point a gun at you in the afternoon."

Lard Boy laughed and scolded: "Eh, eh, eh, don't mention this matter again, I'll be angry if I mention it again, and my friends don't have to do it!" ”

He Dingxian smiled: "Forget it, recognize you as a friend." ”

A smile finally appeared on the lard boy's face: "In the future, you will still need to cover it on the street, let's talk about it, how many did you kill at the dock in the evening?" ”

"None of them were killed." He Dingxian said with a smile: "The police who went to enforce the law didn't go to kill people and kill people, not to mention that when someone helped you do it, you had to take risks yourself?" ”

"Shut up!"

Lard Boy gave a thumbs up and said, "It's really ruthless." ”

The person who hands himself is ruthless, and the use of power to kill people is also ruthless, and power is a murderous sword.

He Dingxian is not only dishonest, but also reckless, and has a clever savagery.

Like someone who does big things.

He Dingxian suddenly had some thoughts, turned his head to the lard boy and said, "Are you interested in doing some business with me?" ”

In fact, when he collected the gun in the housing estate, he knew that the lard boy was the rent collector next to the "500 million Inspector" Lei Luo in history, after all, there are many movies and TV series, and you can hear the name of the lard boy if you know a little bit about this history.

Even if there is more than one person on Hong Kong Island whose name is Lard, but he knows how to speak English, does he have so much inspiration in his head? At that time, I knew that it was probably a certainty!

But what if that fat guy is a lard boy? It's just a bit eye-catching, putting on the gloves of collecting black money for others, He Dingxian has done more evil things in his last life, and he really doesn't take a rent collector in his eyes.

What's more, it is also unknown whether the bright-brained lard boy is willing to help him die.

However, the current lard boy can't climb the head of Inspector Zhonghua, and there is no way to make a fortune, and climbing up to a promising uniformed policeman around him is the best solution.

To put it mildly, Inspector 500 million doesn't know where to be a horse boy in a bad house, and working with him is definitely more promising than working with Inspector 500 million.

This time, He Dingxian also realized the benefits of having a backer in Xiangjiang, and backing is power and money! As long as the Xiangjiang seniority level is in place, 500,000 yuan can buy a position of Inspector Hua! No matter how good the ghost guy is if he doesn't have money, no matter how many cases he solves, he can't be promoted.

He Dingxian decided to be his backer.

The lard boy was also in the evening breeze, and under the starlight at night, he said that sentence: "Brother Xian, I will follow you." ”

Although He Dingxian is now just a uniformed policeman, he has the identity of a fellow Chaoshan villager, and there is some trust between the two.

Lardboy's humble identity can no longer find a better backer, maybe in another world, this is how he relied on Lei Luo to start all the way, if he is still a rent collector in this life, it is He Dingxian who is ashamed!

The next morning, when Ho woke up, the lard boy was dozing off on a bamboo bench in the yard with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.