Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

One shanty hit another shanty, and then like dominoes, one after another, more than ten shanties were knocked down one after another before they stopped because of an open space.

Although the noise was tremendous, the sudden collapse still trapped several bandits inside.

Chen Zilong fanned the dust in front of him and said into the intercom, "Don't take it lightly. They are all desperate criminals. Ensure your own safety and focus on killing them."

"I understand!" Everyone said they understood.

Unknowingly, the command was in Chen Zilong's hands.

The dust soon cleared, revealing the criminals to the police.

Two of the six gangsters were knocked unconscious, and two were trapped inside. The two gangsters who were able to move normally tried to pull out their accomplices who were trapped inside.

But before they could do anything, they were exposed to the police. Before they could open fire, Chen Zilong held the gun with both hands and fired the first shot of the counterattack.

Having lost the protection of the shanties and having no cover to maneuver under, the bandits were quickly beaten to pieces.

"Everyone, keep your distance." Chen Zilong asked others to keep their distance and walked forward slowly and cautiously.

After confirming that four of the six gangsters were dead and two were unconscious, Chen Zilong waved his hand and asked his colleagues behind him to come up.

Chen Zilong didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the weapons were found and the two unconscious people were handcuffed.

He put his hands on his hips and looked at the gang of criminals with a serious expression.

The seized weapons were lined up in front of Chen Zilong.

Look around.

Six AKs, fifteen grenades, and hundreds of bullets were seized, four gangsters were killed, and two were captured alive.

Chen Zilong was just about to ask someone to take these things back to the police station when he remembered that he was not the commander of this mission.

"Director Lin..." Chen Zilong didn't know how to start.

Lin Leimeng walked over with a cold face and said sarcastically, "Haha, Chief Chen, weren't you very impressive just now? You acted on your own and made this place look like this! Get ready for complaints!"

"Submit me one... or ten 10,000-word self-reviews later!" This mission was messed up, and Lin Raymond needed a scapegoat.

Obviously, Chen Zilong is the scapegoat.

Chen Zilong frowned immediately, his breathing quickened, his chest heaving, and he really wanted to beat Lin Leimeng up.

But he can't, now he is a policeman, a righteous policeman.

So he could only hold back his dissatisfaction and said through gritted teeth: "Yes, sir!"

Lin Leimeng smiled disdainfully. A senior police officer dared to go against him. He was really overestimating his own abilities.

After finding some confidence in Chen Zilong, Lin Leimeng began to act like a director:

"You guys take care of the scene. Everyone is reviewing the mistakes made in this operation!"

After saying this, he left the scene as if nothing had happened.

Chen Zilong looked at the messy scene with a gloomy face, feeling a little at a loss.

Mars, Big Mouth and others were indignant.

Huo Xing cursed at the departing Lin Leimeng, "What the hell, you're asking us to write a self-criticism? I think the one who should write one is Lin!"

Big Mouth spat at Lin Leimeng's back: "That's right, if I were him, I would have resigned long ago!"

Chen Zilong patted the two seniors on the shoulders and said, "Okay, you two, call an ambulance first and send the injured brothers to the hospital..."

The shanty dwellers who were watching from a distance, saw that the matter was over, and gathered over in groups.

Some of them had their homes smashed, and some were injured by stray bullets. Now they are here to seek justice.

"Officer, what are you doing? You shot me!" A young man, covering his bleeding shoulder, approached Chen Zilong.

An old lady knelt on the ground and hugged Chen Zilong's thighs: "You destroyed my house, you have to compensate us with another one..."

Most people had lost their houses, so when they heard the auntie's words, they immediately shouted in unison: "Compensate for our house! Compensate for our house!"

"And the furniture and belongings! And the furniture and belongings!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Zilong felt very unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

Just when he was at a loss, Huoxing gave him some advice: "Along, in this situation, you can only call Uncle Biao..."

"Yes, Uncle Biao!" Chen Zilong's eyes lit up and he prepared to call Uncle Biao.

But a group of people were holding his legs, and he couldn't move at all: "Get out of the way, are you attacking the police?"

After a few threats, these people reluctantly let go of Chen Zilong: "Uncle Dart..."

Dong Biao had just negotiated with the people from Yuen Long Police Station and had finally managed to deal with the matter by talking nonsense when he received a call from Chen Zilong.

"How many have collapsed? Do you want compensation? Aaron, you said, 2,000 yuan per family, no more. Either you take the money or send them away..."

Although Uncle Dart is a good guy within the police force, he is not a good guy to outsiders.

Chen Zilong felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. After all, it was he who destroyed these people's houses. "Uncle Biao, this is not good. Two thousand yuan is a little too little..."

Dong Biao said helplessly: "If you think it's too little, just give me some. I have to embezzle this money from the transportation team. Do you think it's easy? Forget it, I'll come over right away."

After learning that things had gone wrong, Dong Biao decided to go there himself.

However, just after hanging up the phone, he received another call from Lin Leimeng.

"Uncle Biao, Chen Zilong didn't follow orders, which led to this mess. Actually, he learned it from Chen Jiaju..."

Dong Biao knew that Chen Zilong would not lie. Having learned the truth from Chen Zilong in advance, Dong Biao already understood what Lin Leimeng meant.

He was ready to put all the blame on Chen Zilong.

"Director, I didn't plan this mission well. Let me go over and take a look. If there are any problems, I will take responsibility."

Dong Biao said in a heavy tone that he was ready to save Chen Zilong.

"Okay, go take a look and leave it to you."

Dong Biao arrived at the scene soon, and by using both kindness and force, he dealt with these shanty dwellers who were seeking compensation.

Dong Biao said: "Everyone, according to the rules, I will meet all your requests, but you are not legal residents of Hong Kong Island."

"So, the rules are useless to you. I can personally compensate each of your families with one thousand dollars... If it's not enough, we can all pool our money together and give each of you fifteen hundred... Two thousand is the maximum."

Dong Biao was a very experienced person and he made these people stunned.

Between deportation and two thousand dollars, everyone chose two thousand dollars.

In the West Kowloon office, Lin Raymond looked at the four big words hanging on the wall: God rewards hard work. He never believed this sentence. If God rewards hard work, those patrolmen who walked tens of thousands of steps every day would have been promoted and given a raise long ago.

"Damn it, why doesn't everything go well? It's like someone is against me!" He said and slammed his fist on the table.

He really felt that there was an invisible big hand that made his affairs a mess.

Shatin Police Station.

Director's Office.

Director Wang looked at Zhang Xian, who was sitting in his seat, with a pair of obscene eyes, and asked in confusion: "Hey, did you know that this is my seat?"