Hong Kong General: Hongxing 49 Zai, step on Liang Kun to get a job

Huobaoming waved his hand, the first group of people retreated, and the second group rushed in and started shooting with assault rifles.

Then, the third group of people stepped on their teammates' shoulders, climbed over the towering wall, jumped into the yard, and then turned over and entered the warehouse.

Then there was a crazy and random burst of fire, which was a waste of ammunition, but it also effectively suppressed Chen Yaowen's firepower.

With this coordinated effort, Chen Yaowen's movements gradually died down. Soon, Huo Baoming led the dozen or so surviving brothers into the warehouse.

There were corpses and blood everywhere, and some people were even turned into a hornet's nest by the strong firepower. Many died with their eyes wide open, looking terrifying.

As soon as they entered the warehouse, everyone took their positions. Huo Baoming and the others opened fire at every nook and cranny, any place where people could hide, covering them with full firepower.

Suddenly, several bullets came flying, and several of Huobaoming's men fell down immediately.

Everyone fired at the small door in unison. Soon, there was no movement from the other side of the door.

When they kicked the door open, they saw that the dead person was Chen Yaowen's chief, Ating.

Although he was beaten beyond recognition, Huo Baoming still recognized him from his shiny slicked-back hair.

After searching the room, they found the back door wide open. Apparently, Chen Yaowen had escaped from there.

"Chase." Huobaoming shouted and immediately chased after him.

Chen Yaowen didn't expect that Huobao Ming had completely gone crazy and attacked so desperately.

He circled the warehouse and began to run frantically.

"Bang." Suddenly, the sound of a sniper shot was heard.

A bullet penetrated Chen Yaowen's forehead directly and accurately, leaving a bloody hole from which blood flowed out.

Chen Yaowen fell face down, eyes wide open, his face open. This once powerful figure in Yau Ma Tei, who had vanquished two Double Flower Red Sticks in one night, had fallen.

When Huo Baoming arrived, he saw this scene and stopped in his tracks. Such precise shooting skills made him breathless and dared not move.

For these short mules, it would be good if their shooting accuracy can reach 60%.

The owner of this sniper has obviously undergone very formal training and is not an ordinary person.

Huo Baoming's fear of Zhou Shengpeng deepened.

"Woo woo." The siren sounded.

Huo Baoming looked at the time and realized that there was not much time left for him, so it was too late to clean up the scene.

He said to his men, "Retreat first."

Everyone quickly covered up and fled the scene. A short while later, Huang Zhicheng from the serious crime squad arrived at the scene.

Hong Kong Island is in chaos right now. There are countless criminal cases, big and small, every day, and the police station is clearly understaffed.

Originally, the people from West Kowloon should have been sent to Yau Ma Tei.

However, they had just cracked a major white powder case and had no manpower to spare, so they invited Huang Zhicheng's men from Central to investigate.

The bodies were carried out one by one, and the medical examiner began to examine the scene.

"Mr. Huang, after investigating the scene, most of these people died from gunshot wounds, and some of those in the yard died from explosion injuries."

"Currently, the number of deaths detected at the scene is over forty."

"The criminals were very aggressive. Judging from the bullets and explosion fragments left at the scene, they were armed with a large number of heavy weapons and carried out the attack."

"The group of people at the scene also fought back with weapons. It is certain that there was a fierce exchange of gunfire between the two sides."

Huang Zhicheng listened to his men's report with a gloomy expression. Such a large-scale shooting occurred in Yau Ma Tei, and so many people died.

Public opinion is very scary. He might have to join a music band to retire.

Moreover, this wave of criminals was extremely cruel. Even the corpse that had just been pulled out was beaten into a sieve.

Apart from the shiny slicked-back hair, he looked completely different from a human.

Even though Huang Zhicheng had seen many corpses in the serious crime squad, he still felt a little nervous when he saw this scene because it was too tragic.

"Have the identities of the two parties involved in the fight been confirmed?" Huang Zhicheng rubbed his nose, which was filled with the smell of blood, and asked.

"It can be roughly confirmed that these two groups of people belong to the same society and are all members of the Xinzi pile."

"Just now, we found the leader of the Xinzidui group, Chen Yaowen, at the entrance of the alley. He was shot in the head by a sniper rifle."

"This should be an internal conflict within the society. The initial suspicion is that the person who caused the internal conflict is Chen Yaowen's subordinate, Huo Baoming."

Huang Zhicheng listened, his face filled with anger. "Damn, another gang vendetta."

"Fuck, these gangs are getting more and more outrageous. It's not enough to just use knives, now they're even using firearms and grenades."

"These equipments are on par with those of the Flying Tigers. They are so arrogant. What do they want to do? They want to rebel and attack the Governor's Office. Damn, these short mules are no good. They only cause me trouble." Huang Zhicheng was cursing.

Suddenly, Sister Ailian, wearing a tight skirt and a short leather jacket, ran over with a group of younger brothers.

"Sorry, ma'am, this is a crime scene. No unauthorized persons are allowed to enter," said a police officer who was setting up a cordon.

At a glance from Sister Ailian, her subordinate Shaowei and his little brothers shouted, stiffened their necks, and forced several policemen into a corner.

Sister Ailian, wearing high-heeled boots, casually stepped over the cordon and walked in.

"Sister Ailian is so arrogant. What do you want to do? Are you going to attack the police?" Huang Zhicheng strode over and asked.

"Mr. Huang, this is my private territory. The person who died in there is my boyfriend. I can come whenever I want and see whatever I want. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"If you have any objections, why not handcuff me back?" Sister Ailian stretched out her jade hands, her eyes red, and said coldly.

"Of course I can handcuff you back. On your territory, there were explosions and shootings, and more than forty people were killed and injured. Don't you think you need an explanation?" Huang Zhicheng said loudly like an angry lion.

"Explanation? I still want an explanation. My man died without knowing why. The entire fruit wholesale market is in a mess. You police must give me an explanation." Sister Ailian stared at Huang Zhicheng sharply, not afraid at all.

Even though she was a woman, she was very imposing. Huang Zhicheng was also shocked by her eyes.

After saying this, Sister Ailian stopped paying attention to Huang Zhicheng and slowly walked towards Chen Yaowen, slowly squatting down. Looking at him lying cold on the ground, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

She raised her slender fingers, gently stroked Chen Yaowen's cheek, and then covered his eyelids that were still open.

Gently place a kiss on the cheek, as if saying goodbye to the past.

When they were young, she and Chen Yaowen were in the underworld. From an innocent girl, she accompanied him to the top.

What she admired most was the strong man, the high-spirited Chen Yaowen at that time.

Unfortunately, just as he reached the top, Chen Yaowen fell into despair due to the death of his good brother and chose to retreat behind the scenes.

This also forced her to become a big sister. The different frequencies between the two people destined her to become a lonely woman.

"Carry big brother back." Sister Ailian said to the younger brothers, and then several younger brothers hurriedly lifted Chen Yaowen onto the stretcher and were about to walk out.

"These bodies are witnesses. They have not been taken back to the police station for inspection. You can't take them away." Huang Zhicheng said with a cold face, and his men surrounded him.

"Chen Yaowen is my man. I can take him away if I want. If anyone dares to stop me, I will send his body to his home and keep it there for 49 days."

Although Sister Ailian was a woman, she had been a big sister for so many years and was completely unfazed by the police. She used the gentlest tone to say the harshest words.

Huang Zhicheng held his forehead, feeling a headache coming on, and said word by word, "Let them go."

Sister Ailian left the scene with a cold back.

As she stepped on her high heels, she said to her subordinate Shao Wei, "Find a way to contact Huo Baoming and get him to come see me."

"You've gone crazy! You actually dared to commit treason and kill my eldest brother."

At this time, Huo Baoming had already returned to Zhou Shengpeng's basement.

"Boss, I have killed Chen Yaowen. It's time to give me the antidote, right?" Huo Baoming looked at his watch from time to time, terrified.

"Sanying, give him the antidote." Zhou Shengpeng called out to Sanying.

Sanying took an injection from the shelf and slowly walked to Huo Baoming. Suddenly, he took out the needle, picked up the injection and injected it into his mouth.

He swallowed it down in one gulp, and looked at Huobaoming with a wicked smile:

"This isn't poison at all. Where's the antidote? I just gave you a shot of salt water."

"Fuck, you're playing tricks on me." Huo Baoming was furious and suddenly pulled out a dagger from the sole of his shoe and was about to stab Zhou Shengpeng.

Zhou Shengpeng used a backhand to break Huobaoming's wrist.

"Ah." Huobaoming let out a scream.

Zhou Shengpeng took Huo Baoming's short knife and stabbed him directly in the neck.

The attack was quick and decisive, blood splattered everywhere, and the fire was bright and sudden.

"If I don't play tricks on you, will you finish your work and come back to die?"

Zhou Shengpeng wiped his blood-stained hands on Huo Baoming's clothes twice and said coldly.

For people like this who sell white flour and commit crimes, we can be considered to be eliminating harm to the people.

"Sanying, take care of it and clean it up." Zhou Shengpeng said this and left silently.

It's a new day, and Greyhound comes to report excitedly.

"Boss, the news is confirmed. Chen Yaowen's funeral will be held today in Po Fook Hill. I heard that many bigwigs are in attendance, and it will be a grand occasion."

Zhou Shengpeng smiled and said, "Get the coffin, wreaths, and the prepared staff ready. Let's go and carry Chen Yaowen to the funeral."

Greyhound was so excited when he heard this. The boss was going to do something again. Just thinking about it was exciting and thrilling.

When Jimmy learned that they had brought a cart of wreaths and a coffin, he quickly backed away.

Oh my god, this isn't about attending someone else's funeral, it's clearly about ruining the place, okay?

Feiji volunteered to go along, wanting to see the world. He had stabbed many people before, but this was his first time attending a funeral.

Zhou Shengpeng's car led the way, followed by three or four vans, each crammed with more than a dozen wreaths.

There was a coffin lying quietly in another black van, which looked a bit creepy when looking through the window.

A row of cars drove towards Babaoshan.