Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 175 The relationship is okay
Hong Kong Island.

A nightclub in Kwun Tong has private rooms.

Wen Zheng was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth. Under the dim ambient light, he hugged a young woman in scantily dressed left and right.

He accepted their wine feeding with a face of enjoyment, and raised and lowered his hands from time to time, so uncomfortable and carefree. .

"Oh, Brother Wen Zheng, you are so bad!"

The young woman put down the cup in her hand and poked Wen Zheng's chest with her finger: "Look at you, the clothes on his chest were killed."

"Is it wet?"

Wen Zheng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, squinted at the position of the young woman's chest, and stretched out his hand to hook her collar:
"Come on, let me check and check!"

"You are good or bad!"

The young woman complained delicately, wanting to welcome but refusing. Just when Wen Zheng was about to proceed, the lights in the private room were suddenly turned on.

"Grass!"

Wen Zheng raised his hand to block the sudden strong light, narrowed his eyes involuntarily, and looked at the door with a frown:

"Ji Jiasho, who the hell is blind."

When he got used to the strong light and just saw the front clearly, several people had already walked up to him.

In the eyes.

Luo Tianhong, who had a blue three-quarter haircut, was particularly conspicuous, and beside him was Wu Fei in a suit.

Behind them are a few boys in tight vests.

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianhong raised his foot to step on the deck, raised his hand and slapped Wen Zheng's head with great force.

"Fuck!"

Wen Zheng cursed subconsciously, and wanted to stand up from his seat as soon as he put his hands on the sofa.

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianhong raised his hand again, and slapped Wen Zheng back, who was just about to stand up, with two consecutive slaps, his right cheek was flushed and slightly swollen visible to the naked eye.

in the private room.

Wen Zheng's three boys were held down by Wu Ying's men before they had time to react, and the scene settled down without causing any disturbance.

"Call again?!"

Luo Tianhong stepped on the deck and looked down at Wen Zheng. Under the blue bangs hanging down on his forehead, his eyes were sharp and oppressive.

Wen Zheng gritted his teeth and looked at them, then looked at the door of the private room where no one had entered, and fell silent.

The two hostesses around me were so frightened that they immediately distanced themselves from Wen Zheng by screaming, and knelt down in the corner with their heads in their hands:

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business, we don't know anything, please let us go!"

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Fei glanced at the young woman squatting in the corner, and squinted at Wen Zheng: "Not bad, Wen Zheng, you're having a good time."

He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to empty out all the people in the private room.

"Go ahead."

Wen Zheng's face was gloomy, and he covered his hot right cheek and said coldly: "What do you want to do?!"

"What do we want to do?"

Wu Fei stepped up to Wen Zheng, raised his foot to step on the platform, bent forward and looked at him:
"Talk to you about the Ni family's affairs. Ni Kun is dead. Aren't you going to have something to do soon?!"

"Ni Kun?"

Wen Zheng froze for a moment, then poked his neck and said, "Do you want to participate in the affairs of the Ni family?"

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

He sniffed, raised his hand to touch the cigarettes on the table: "But, if you want to talk about this matter, ask Ji Bu to come out and talk to me!"

Those who talk about Ji Bu and Han Chen have naturally heard a little bit about the matter between Ji Bu and Han Chen, and he has also heard about the reputation of Luo Tianhong and A Ji for a long time.

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianhong raised his hand and slapped it up again, directly knocking away the cigarette case Wen Zheng had just picked up, and kicked him suddenly with his right foot on the card table, directly kicking him down on the sofa.

"What are you thinking?"

He picked up the toothpick box on the card table, shook out one and put it in his mouth. As the tip of his tongue moved, the toothpick moved left and right in his mouth, with a look of disdain:

"What kind of fucking role are you? Boss Ji came forward to talk to you? Are you worthy of having a face-to-face conversation with him?!"

"The two of us came to look for you, it's already good for you!"

Wen Zheng gritted his teeth a little speechlessly, although he was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do, full of helplessness and rage.

Let's fight, I can be killed instantly by this vegetable cutter.

Don't fight, I am not convinced.

"it is good!"

Wen Zheng nodded unwillingly, the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks were clenching his teeth tightly, and he had no choice but to accept the reality:

"Tell me, what do you want?!"

"What do we want?"

Wu Ying asked a question, and then continued: "It's very simple, Ni Kun is dead, and if there are no accidents, Han Chen will organize you to sing against the Ni family and encourage you not to pay the Ni family any more."

"..."

Wen Zheng thumped in his heart, subconsciously raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Fei: "Impossible."

"All you have to do is temporarily turn your back on the water and obediently pay the Ni family back."

Wu Fei talked eloquently and expressed his needs: "Your task is as simple as that, is there any problem?!"

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?!"

Subconsciously, Wen Zheng wanted to stand up and talk, but being glared at by Luo Tianhong, he could only obediently sit back in his seat:

"Impossible thing, you also said, Ni Kun died, who did it? It must not be me, Gandhi would not dare to give him the courage, the nigger is dead, Guohua is even more impossible to do this !"

"Han Chen is also loyal to the Ni family. No one would do this. Now that Ni Kun is dead, there must be others."

"Although I don't know who they are, their purpose must be to go to Ni's house. You asked me to pay the bill. Don't you want me to die?!"

He spoke quickly and recounted his guess in one breath.

"tsk"

Wu Fei frowned impatiently: "You don't seem to understand what I said, Ni Kun was killed by Han Chen, understand?!"

"Han Chen?!"

Wen Zheng rolled his eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "Impossible! Han Chen."

"I'm not interested in telling you so much!"

Wu Fei raised his hand, and immediately interrupted Wen Zheng: "You will know how the matter develops in due time. If there is no accident, Han Chen will find some of you to talk about."

"All you have to do is temporarily turn against the water and pay the Ni family a number, it's as simple as that!"

"..."

Wen Zheng's lips twitched, he looked at Wu Fei and said nothing.

"Clap clap."

Wu Fei raised his hand and patted it. Immediately, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a horse boy covered in blood was dragged in and thrown directly on the ground.

Ma Zai knelt down on the ground with a thud, lowered his head with flickering eyes and did not dare to look at Wen Zheng.

"Two months ago."

The corners of Wu Fei's mouth twitched slightly, showing a playful smile: "A batch of goods in Gandhi's place was lost. More than 300 million goods were robbed halfway, and they haven't been found yet."

"Wen Zheng, do you know where this batch of goods is?!"

"Fall on the street!"

Wen Zheng's eyes dodged, and he turned his head to the side with an unnatural expression: "Gandhi's goods are lost, how can I, Wen Zheng, know where they are?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't know."

Wu Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Zheng: "I think your boy knows where the goods are, right?!"

He raised his foot and kicked Ma Zai who was kneeling on the ground: "Come on, tell your big brother, where did Gandhi's shipment go?"

"It was robbed by us!"

Ma Zai's body trembled, and he spoke quickly: "It's Wen Zheng, Wen Zheng instructed us to grab Gandhi's shipment, I'm the person in charge, and the shipment is still parked in Wen Zheng's warehouse. Woolen cloth!"

Done.

He raised his head and looked at Wen Zheng: "Boss, don't blame me. I didn't say they would beat me to death. You really can't blame me!"

"Drag it!"

Wu Fei waved his hand, and the private room became quiet again. He stepped up to Wen Zheng, bent down and stretched out his hand to straighten Li Wen Zheng's collar:

"If you don't do it, I will tell Gandhi about it now. If you eat his goods, I think Gandhi should be very interested in killing you!"

"Clap clap."

He raised his hand and patted Wen Zheng's face: "Kill you! Do you think Gandhi will touch you?! Hahaha."

Done.

Wu Fei strode towards the outside: "Tianhong, let's go."

Luo Tianhong looked at Wen Zheng, and raised his hand again to make a slap gesture. Wen Zheng trembled with fright, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his head.

"Falling on the street."

Luo Tianhong sneered disdainfully and left.

"Oh shit!"

Wen Zheng gritted his teeth and looked at the slowly closing private room door with a gloomy expression.

Doorway.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Ma Zai rushed in from the outside and looked at Wen Zheng: "Let me tell you, if I hadn't been threatened by them just now, I would have been the first to shoot them in the head!"

"Shoot, shoot your mother's head!"

Wen Zheng picked up the glass ashtray on the card table and threw it at Ma Zai, cursing:
"Fuck you, when you come to save me, my body will be completely cold!"

"..."

Ma Zai immediately jumped away to dodge, looking at Wen Zheng whose right cheek was flushed and slightly swollen, he couldn't help laughing but couldn't, with a strange suppressed expression.

"roll roll roll!"

Wen Zheng didn't bother to argue with his street-pumping younger brother, so he waved his hands impatiently: "Call those two girls in!"

"I'm very angry right now!"

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the next morning.

Repulse Bay.

Ji Bu opened his eyes, got up from the bed, and stretched lazily against the bedside table. .

beside.

Yang Koukou faced her sideways and was sleeping soundly. She didn't have to go to work today, and it was too late at night.

Ou Bai's arms stretched out from under the quilt to rest on Ji Bu's body, and his long eyelashes trembled from time to time.

Ji Bu got off the bed lightly, dressed and washed briefly, and came to the outer courtyard.

main entrance.

Wu Fei was waiting at the door, and when he saw Ji Bu he showed a wicked smile: "Boss, how is your waist?!"

"Fuck off!"

Ji Bu rolled his eyes and opened the door: "Pujie, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

"Isn't this bringing breakfast for you and sister Koko?"

Wu Fei picked up the two big bags in his hand: "Eat a good breakfast. The chef I found specially made the beef whip soup for you overnight. Drink it while it's hot!"

"Fall on the street!"

Ji Bu raised his hand to take the breakfast: "Drinking this soup early in the morning will never tire you."

Carrying breakfast into the room, Yang Koukou had already woken up.

After she finished washing, the two sat at the dining table and had breakfast.

"Here."

Ji Bu pushed the porridge in front of Yang Kouko: "Eat this, it's light."

"what is this?"

Yang Kouko looked at the various breakfast meals in front of her, and her eyes fell on an unopened lunch box in the packing bag:

"Why don't you open it, you bought too much?"

"No."

With sweat dripping from his forehead, Ji Bu shook his head: "Hurry up and eat breakfast obediently, I'm going to go out to do something after I'm done."

"OK."

Yang Kou shrugged, but did not continue to ask.

finish breakfast.

Ji Bu put on his coat and went out, Yang Kou Kou hung on his body and refused to let go, Ji Bu got tired of it before going out, opened the car door and sat in.

"All right?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Wu Fei glanced at Ji Bu who was wearing his seat belt: "Don't worry, there is nothing important today, I can wait."

"drive!"

Ji Bu rolled his eyes, raised his hand and rolled down the car window, took out a cigarette and lit it: "How did things go last night?"

"It's all done."

Wu Fei spoke quickly and reported: "Wen Zheng and Gandhi have already settled the matter. If there is no accident, the matter will be settled like this."

"very good."

Ji Bu nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "How is the situation of the Ni family?"

"That's it."

Wu Fei controlled the steering wheel with his palm, and talked eloquently: "Since Ni Kun died, the Ni family has not been very peaceful."

"His eldest son and second daughter have already returned to the Ni family's villa, and are dealing with Ni Kun's funeral. As for the youngest son, I heard that he is flying back by plane."

Having said that, he paused for a moment: "By the way, I heard that the Ni family plans to let the youngest son Ni Yongxiao take over the management, and the eldest son can't do anything if he is idle."

"Ni Yongxiao?!"

Ji Bu muttered to himself, and couldn't help thinking of Ni Yongxiao, who was wearing glasses and a shirt and looked refined.

"In this way, you investigate and investigate, and give me a detailed information about Ni Yongxiao, and then take a good look at the foundation of the Ni family."

"Ok."

Wu Fei nodded, looked at Ji Bu who was frowning and smoking thoughtfully, and stopped bothering him.

Logically speaking, the Ni family is just a gangster society, no matter how you do it, it will only be that big.

Han Chen spent so much effort to bring down the Ni family, even at the expense of killing Ni Kun, is it really just to control the power of the Ni family, take over his territory and become the new talker? !

Is there any other purpose?
This is a very worthwhile place.

"correct."

Thinking of this, Ji Bu instructed Wu Fei again: "Check out the legal business on Ni Jiaming's face, and give me all the business information."

"Also, find a suitable time to make an appointment with Ni Yongxiao for me, I have to talk to him face to face."

"suitable time?"

Wu Fei muttered in a low voice, then nodded: "Okay, I know the boss."

"correct."

Ji Bu shook the soot, "What's going on with Han Chen?"

"Han Chen didn't make any movement."

Wu Fei reported quickly: "Except for going to the funeral parlor on the day of the accident to show up, I have never been to Ni's house again."

"Not only is he like this, except for Gandhi who has not returned from Australia Island, the other two people involved are also like this."

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu squinted his eyes: "The next step, you should unite with the three big talkers to betray the Ni family."

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Fei couldn't help clicking his tongue, and squinted at Ji Bu who was sitting in the co-pilot: "Boss, I'm a little curious, how did you predict Han Chen's actions in advance."

The two moves of subduing Gandhi and Wen Zheng, who instigated the rebellion, can be described as preemptive strikes without anyone noticing.

If Ji Bu hadn't arranged in advance to let him investigate the people who were talking about them, he would not have obtained so many clues in advance, and there would be no instigating against Gandhi and Wen Zheng at all.

"Let's guess at each other."

Ji Bu nodded his head, and said lightly: "Just think about it."

"Come on, go to Yuanyang to meet Brother Kun."

"it is good."

With a kick of the accelerator, the car quickly shuttled on the road.

……

the other side.

The gate of the police station.

Superintendent Abbott of the North District came out from the inside, bumped into Chief Superintendent of Yau Tsim District Mai Billy at the corner who was about to enter, and the documents in his hand fell to the ground.

"Sorry!"

Abt made a regretful expression, bent down to help him pick up the documents on the ground:
"Old man, long time no see."

"Ah."

Mai Billy nodded, and also bent down to pick it up: "Come on, go to my office for a cup of coffee?"

"next time."

Abt smiled and shook his head: "Let's play golf together some other day."

"also."

Obviously, these two ghosts are very familiar with each other and have a good relationship.

"Ok?"

Abt just reached out to pick up the document on the ground, and suddenly looked at the photo and the names Zhihua and Miao on the document, his expression froze for a moment, and he couldn't help but take another look.

last night.

When meeting Ji Bu, Ji Bu specifically mentioned this Miao Zhihua, saying that Chief Inspector Miao Zhihua of Tsim Sha Tsui had a good relationship with him.

It is a transfer order.

He picked up the document and said casually, "Is this person going to be transferred from Yau Tsim Mong?"

It is said to be a transfer order, but it is actually exile.

"Ah."

Mai Billy nodded: "It was just submitted this morning."

He took the document and asked casually, "Do you know him?"

"Um"

Abbott nodded, and smiled: "Not only do we know each other, but we have a good relationship. We only had dinner together two days ago. This person is quite nice."

"what?"

Mai Billy was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes were a little more surprised, and his tone was playful: "It's rare to see you praise their Chinese police."

"Hahaha"

Abt smiled and nodded: "He must be transferred? What does the above mean?"

Then he sighed again: "When I think about him being too far away from me in the future, drinking whiskey together may be difficult."

"Hahaha, my old buddy."

Mai Billy smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, I know it."

"Hahaha, then I would like to thank you in advance."

Abbott raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Friday, have a drink together on Friday night?"

"of course."

Mai Billy nodded approvingly: "Bring out that bottle of good wine that is treasured by your family, and don't keep it as a treasure."

"no problem."

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and then left in various ways.

upstairs.

Mai Billy entered the office, took out a pen, and began to approve. When it was Miao Zhihua's turn to arrange the transfer order, he directly denied it, signed and stamped it.

(End of this chapter)