Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Liu Xu's pace suddenly paused and stopped.

He carefully examined the certificate presented by the other party and nodded after confirming its authenticity. His expression revealed an indescribable caution.

Afterwards, he calmly ordered Tian Yangsheng to immediately notify lawyer Li Laifeng, while his face always maintained a calm and composed expression.

It was as if the police car he was about to step into was just an ordinary trip. With the sirens blaring, the vehicle restarted and sped towards Yuen Long again.

At the same time, in the bustling Nanfeng community in Central, Lian Haolong was gently pressing the doorbell that symbolized high-end and privacy.

Soon, the door opened, and a lady in her forties, wearing a milky white silk dress, came into view. Her face looked a little haggard, but her charm could not be concealed.

She didn't open the door completely, the anti-theft chain was still locked, and her eyes were filled with a hint of alertness and confusion: "Excuse me, who are you?"

Lian Haolong coughed lightly, took two steps back politely, and answered clearly and calmly:

"I am Lian Haolong, a friend of Superintendent Zhang. I need to speak to him about an urgent matter. Could you please let him know?"

The lady's brows knitted together instantly, and her tone revealed a hint of anger and impatience that was difficult to conceal: "He is not at home. If you want to find him, I suggest you visit him in Stanley Prison."

After he finished speaking, with a crisp "bang", the door slammed shut mercilessly, isolating Lian Haolong outside.

Lian Haolong looked at the closed door, thinking back to the lady's words, with mixed feelings in his heart. He took a deep breath, turned around and left Nanfeng Community, heading towards Saigon.

Outside the car window, neon lights and tall buildings were rapidly receding like a movie scene, and his eyes were flashing with deep thought.

He came to see Zhang Wenyao in order to revise the plan of joining forces to deal with Liu Xu.

But he didn't expect to get the news that "Zhang Wenyao has been imprisoned". This made him fall into deep confusion and doubt.

The last time he cooperated with him to deal with Liu Xu was Wang Bao, but before he could start, Wang Bao was driven out of Jordan by the Ni family and ended up in a miserable situation;

This time, he teamed up with Senior Superintendent Zhang Wenyao to plan against Liu Xu. Unfortunately, history seemed to repeat itself. Before he could take action, Zhang Wenyao was imprisoned behind bars.

"Is he really the legendary bad luck star? Anyone who joins hands with him to fight Liu Xu will encounter misfortune?"

"What if he tries to cooperate with Liu Xu and deal with Liu Xu instead?" This naughty and absurd thought flashed through Lian Haolong's mind.

Thinking of his family still in Liu Xu's hands, Lian Haolong quickly regained his composure and thought seriously about what to do next.

As for how to deal with Liu Xu, he put aside the idea for the time being. Not to mention the heavy weapons, the shocking wound on the Smiling Tiger's forehead alone was enough to make him give up all his plans.

This is a skill that is enough to turn the table.

On the other side, in the "Night City" nightclub in Yau Ma Tei, which was dotted with neon lights and looked like a dream, Huang Limin, Adam Cheng and Guo Huaili were immersed in the frenzy of the dance floor.

With rosy faces and fiery eyes, they passed by their dance partners and enjoyed the night's carnival.

In a corner of the booth, Jiang Xugang, who originally had clear eyes, gradually became blurry due to Li Er's constant urging to drink.

His fingers unconsciously wandered over the delicate lace on the hostess's thighs, and he kept moving his head slowly closer, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the material of the lace.

On the ninth floor of Dongsheng Building, Li Hangluo, who received an emergency notice from Tian Yangsheng, did not dare to slack off and immediately called Li Laifeng.

Afterwards, in order to prevent retaliation from Dongxing, he quickly assembled hundreds of his men and stood ready opposite the New Territories Police Headquarters, like an insurmountable barrier.

Although they can call the shots and dominate the Yau Tsim Mong District, that is only Yau Tsim Mong. In Hong Kong Island, there are many forces that can be their opponents, especially the main island of Hong Kong.

Therefore, Wang Ergou, Chen Dao and others did not follow him here, but were left behind by him, with strict orders to hold their positions to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to cross the border.

In the interrogation room of the New Territories Police Headquarters, Liu Xu's hands were tightly bound with cold silver handcuffs, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, he leaned on the iron bench with a hint of laziness.

Opposite them, Chief Inspector Zhu Ruirui's deputy Cai Xugen and his team member Hu Mishan sat upright.

Cai Xugen, a senior inspector, saw that Liu Xu was unwilling to reveal any valuable information. He stood up and slowly walked to his side, put his hand on his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Feng Xu, our police have conducted a detailed investigation of the scene of the gunfight. Judging from the traces and the remaining bullets, there are at least five gunmen armed with AK47s ambushed at both ends of the bridge."

As one of the only two suspects who appeared on Yuen Long Highway at that time, it is impossible for you to know nothing about this. After all, one of the ten Mercedes-Benz cars you ordered is missing. "

"If you can provide some clues so that we can give a reasonable explanation to our superiors and the public, it will be a good thing for you and us. What do you think?"

Liu Xu did not respond, but glanced at the air conditioner that was set to the lowest temperature, and felt amused. He thought to himself: "This method, which I have seen in Hong Kong movies, is quite fresh!

Unfortunately, since his physical fitness has made a qualitative leap, his tolerance to temperature has also greatly improved. Now, not only does he not feel the slightest bit of cold, but he feels particularly comfortable. "

Liu Xu's thoughts were fleeting. He quickly came to his senses, shook his head gently, and a faint smile hung on his face:

"Officer Cai, I really don't understand what you are saying. I did pass by Yuen Long Highway, but that was only to go to Yuen Long to handle some personal matters."

"As for the AK47 gunshot you mentioned, maybe I have been hard of hearing recently and didn't notice it. I'm sorry that I can't provide you with any useful clues."

After hearing this, Cai Xugen tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips, his face slightly gloomy:

"Haha, it seems that you are eager to experience our New Territory's 'special treats' - 'enema', 'ice torture' and 'five lightning strikes'!"

Liu Xu's brows furrowed involuntarily. He had heard of these three terms before.

The so-called "enema" is to cruelly plug the faucet into the prisoner's private parts, forcing him to defecate in public and tarnish his dignity.

As for the "ice punishment", the prisoner is soaked all over, then imprisoned in a closed space, with the air conditioner set to an extremely low temperature, making the cold the most cruel punishment.

As for the 'Five Lightning Strikes', for male prisoners, it means electric shocks to three extremely sensitive parts; for female prisoners, it reduces one part, but the pain is not reduced at all.

These methods were secret tortures used by some police officers to extract confessions in the 1960s and 1970s when the "empire of money" had not yet collapsed.

They can cause great psychological and physical torture to prisoners without leaving obvious external injuries, thereby circumventing the review from the Complaints Department.

However, with the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption and the increasing convenience of information flow, this method has gradually been eliminated. I didn’t expect that the police officers in the New Territories would still use it.

Liu Xu slowly raised his head, his gaze lingering on Cai Xugen's unscrupulous face for a moment, his tone revealing an imperceptible coldness.