"Huh."

Ho Dingxian swung his club and smashed it on the shoulder of the ghost captain, knocking the ghost captain to the bend, and then knocking him to the ground with two consecutive shots. Several ghost guys looked horrified and wanted to step forward to make a move, but they were immediately put on the head with guns by several plainclothes police officers.

"Hit the streets!"

"Dare to touch my brother's ship, look for death!" He Dingxian stepped on the right hand of the ghost captain, grabbed the tail of the pole with both hands, and smashed the head of the pole to the wrist. This shot was almost with all his might, and coupled with the weight of the shaft, the ghost captain immediately let out a miserable scream: "Ah"

Then, his right hand spread out and trembled, and his fingers bent like chicken feet.

"Shout!"

"Shout again!"

He Dingxian raised the club again and smashed it hard.

"Ahh

The Commissioner of Customs and Excise and the Commissioner of Police were immersed in the atmosphere of playing as if they had not heard at all. In fact, the little brother can shout out all of them, and if he can't shout, he will really lose his life.

"I told you to shout, but you really shouted?" He Dingxian was very annoyed, turning the club with both hands and constantly rolling over the ghost guy's wrist, and the ghost guy captain had already curled his belly into a shrimp, shrunk into a ball, and kept wailing: "Ah FUCK, FUCK!! ”

He Dingxian saw that he didn't mean to stop talking for a while, picked up the club and handed it to his subordinates, and gave a thumbs up very convincingly: "Shut up!" ”

"It's really closed!"

"Not only dare to scream, but also dare to scold me, I really admire you a little."

When the two subordinates saw He Dingxian stop and close the pole, they hurriedly stepped forward and pulled up the chief.

"Zuo sir, how is you?" A subordinate saw that the wrist of the chief "Zuo Hexin" was bruised, trembling uncontrollably, glanced at He Dingxian with hostility, and silently retreated to the back with his companions.

I saw that He Dingxian had already picked up a cigarette, swallowed the clouds, and said sarcastically: "Don't worry, you can't die." ”

"Under my club, what kind of sir is this? He's already the least injured. ”

Seeing that the matter was over, Jian Baoning turned around on the court and shouted: "He sir, come and play a shot!" ”

"Right now!"

He Dingxian smiled, raised his hand to signal to the chief, swept his eyes over several customs people, and finally took a puff of cigarette, then threw the cigarette on the ground, and stepped forward to play ball with the chief with Huo Guantai. Subsequently, the personnel of the Customs Department withdrew under the leadership of the police, and came and went in a hurry, purely to give an explanation.

In the second half, He Sir, Jian Sir, and Du Sir all had a lot of fun, and there was no more anger at each other's choking before.

Five o'clock in the evening.

The entrance to the stadium.

Huo Guantai watched the cars of the police commissioner and the customs commissioner drive away from the club one after another, stood by the car door and turned back to He Dingxian and asked, "He sir, won't the customs department trouble you?" ”

Today, He Dingxian is a ruthless person, and the customs will only come to him for trouble.

"I'm afraid of a fart!"

He Dingxian smiled: "He really wants to trouble you, and it's not because of this matter." ”

"That's just as well."

Huo Guantai nodded, his eyes thoughtful, and beckoned, "Let's go." ”

"Brother Tai, slow down on the road." He Dingxian waved goodbye, and after Huo Guantai got into the car, he turned around and bent over, and suddenly asked the lard boy who was holding the roof of the car on the side: "Ah Zai, did you write down the names and looks of those customs team leaders just now?" ”

"Got it."

Lard replied.

"Don't let any of them go." He Dingxian said.

"Got it, Brother Xian." Lard nodded heavily.

He Dingxian bent down and sat in the car again, leaned on the back of the chair and said comfortably: "Ah Kun, drive." ”

"Yes, Big Boss."

In fact, He Sir wants to find the customs field, not just to take revenge, but to take advantage of the opportunity to stand up. Because, after Jian Baoning became the Commissioner of Police, the opportunity has come to fully implement the silver ticket system within the police force!

The military itself is a cashier ticket for a fee, and the time has been a year, and now the military faction has the power of the police force, and what is the problem with all the high-level changes to silver ticket payment? Oriental Money Bank is dedicated to serving the police force, will it still run?

If you miss the current opportunity, the army will have to collect cash again, and it will not be easy to change it in the future. In this process, the police force must also use silver tickets for the fees dismantled by the police to the fire department, customs, financial bureaus, and food bureaus, otherwise the use of silver tickets internally and cash externally will greatly arouse the dissatisfaction of the high-level military faction.

At present, the balance of the police force has formed a situation that is extremely favorable to the Chinese, and as long as the situation is maintained, the Chinese will be able to directly control the power of the police force in a short period of more than a decade or a generation.

Any point that could upset the balance needs to be noted that the Chinese are no longer the attackers, but the defenders in the long run.

If He Dingxian wants to deal with any ghost guy, he has to have a bowl of water, either there are benefits on both sides, or they all step on one foot, regardless of intimacy.

Among the four departments of fire protection and customs, the marine police is the strongest, because the marine police is one of the four departments equipped with guns and boats, so he must scare the customs department in advance and insert a foot in it by the way.

After all, the Customs Department is responsible for anti-smuggling on the water, and it has a lot of power in its hands, and it has been continuously increasing its number of personnel and expanding its strength in history, and it is a disciplinary department with the largest armed force on Hong Kong Island besides the police force. If the devils want to suppress Chinese capital, they can also vigorously develop customs to sweep goods, and even organize targeted actions.

Ho Ting-yin can catch up with the level of the customs and the police force, and it is always better to infiltrate the customs first. Huo Guantai had always heard that He Sir was ruthless and left no room for anything, but witnessing him forcing the director of customs to hand over someone was also an eye-opener and a bit of excitement.

North Point, 222 Java Road.

Customs Department Building.

It is adjacent to the North Point Ferry Pier, which is convenient for departure, and is the earliest office building of the entrance and exit management office, and there is also a dedicated pier on the left.

After Du Yihua got out of the car, he said with a cold face: "This time the matter is borne by the entire Customs Department, the fault is not you, but the situation is stronger than people, and the fee will be doubled for you next month, and Zuo Sir reassured him." ”

"When he recovers from his injury and returns to work, I will transfer him from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island and choose a good pier for him to manage."

The five customs squad leaders looked at each other and saluted: "Yes, sir!" ”

“Thank you， sir！”

Du Yihua waved his hand and said, "It's hard work, go to work." ”

After the police left, he clenched his fists and sighed with resentment on his face, making the customs department bigger!

Be sure to make the Customs Department bigger!

If you don't have the strength enough, you will be bullied for a lifetime!

At night.

Wan Chai, in a dance hall.

Lard Boy swaggered into the door with more than 20 nominal ponies, came to a groom, took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars in his pocket, and held one in front of the groom. The groom stretched out his hand to take it, but when he saw the lard boy, he immediately withdrew his hand and asked with a smile, "What about people?" ”

"Sir, just sit inside." The groom hurriedly bowed and flattered, pointed to a position in the corner, and said flatteringly: "Do you want me to take you there?" ”

The lard boy put the Hong Kong dollar back in front of the groom and refused, "No need." ”

"Boom!" He took out three more Hong Kong dollars and presented them to the groom in front of him: "Take the brothers out for a supper." ”

"Roger."

"Roger." The groom put the Hong Kong dollar in his pocket, waved his hand and led a few of the watchers out of the dance hall.

This is the territory of Xinji, and according to the rules, the righteous group cannot come to make trouble.

But the major clubs are counting on He Sir to give him food, and the boy wants to take the people of Yiqun to do some small things, and the major clubs dare not give face.

The ghost guy had just finished gnawing in the young lady's arms, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the groom pointing at him, and immediately felt bad, put down the fifty Hong Kong dollars, and got up and left his seat regardless of the young lady's retention. But as soon as he ran to the back door, ten strong Chinese men in white shirts blocked the door.

The leader of the Yiqun Hall, "Han Jun", played with a butterfly knife in his hand, looked at him with a playful smile and said, "Sir Li, isn't it too wasteful to buy a full bell and not play a full set?" ”

The ghost guy lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing a gun handle, and roared with a serious expression: "Get out of the way!" ”

Lard Boy brought someone to his back, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "How many bullets do you have for a gun?" More than 30 of us brothers, is it enough to give you ten minutes to reload? I don't have enough bullets on my body, hahaha. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the corner.

Seeing the familiar faces on the court in the afternoon, the ghost guy grabbed the handle of the gun very nervously and shouted, "What are you going to do!" ”

"Don't get me wrong, Sir!" Lard Boy hurriedly raised his hands, and then said with a smile: "Our boss thinks that you are young and promising, and you are very suitable for development in the customs, and wants to help you to the position of the left sir, what do you think?" ”

Li Jiade, who is in his thirties and has no political background, was admitted to the Customs Department in the Hong Kong government's post-war "British Talent Recruitment Program", and was fortunately promoted to senior inspector in the expansion of the Customs Department. I have always followed "Zuo Hexin" to do things, and after seeing the cruelty of the high-level struggle, I have extinguished the intention of climbing up, and I plan to work until retirement by boiling up my qualifications.

He immediately refused: "NO! ”

"I don't work with the Chinese!"

Lard Boy smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Sir Li, I'm just here to inform you, if you are obedient enough, we can always cultivate you." ”

"A silver ticket, 20,000 yuan, a little caution." He took out a silver ticket from his pocket, folded it and stuffed it into Li Jiade's pocket, and then did not take any more steps, turned around and left the dance hall with his brothers, leaving the ghost inspector distracted for a moment.

"Next!"

Lard boy stood at the door, dropped his cigarette butt, and shouted arrogantly.

Half an hour later.

At the door of a church, a group of brothers stopped Pete, a senior customs inspector who had just finished his confession, but Pete did not panic, but pushed his glasses and said in a condensed voice: "The noon matter is over." ”

"That's right!" Lard boy came out of the crowd: "In the evening, I will talk about the things of the evening, Pete Sir, I don't know if you are interested in the position of customs supervision?" ”

Pete was stunned and said, "What do you mean?" ”

"On the court in the afternoon, you also saw the strength of He sir." Lard Boy smiled: "Do you think Sir He is qualified enough to push you up?" ”

(End of chapter)