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

At the foot of Babaoshan at this moment.

Organized by the Organized Crime and Triads, Zhang Yaowen, along with Chen Jin, Wei Jinghao and others, drove more than a dozen assault vehicles and guarded the foot of the mountain.

The funeral of Chen Yaowen, the boss of the Yau Ma Tei Xinzidui, attracted many bigwigs.

Bosses from Yau Ma Tei, such as Wang Bao and Han Chen, all came over to express their gratitude.

Lian Haolong also sent a wreath.

The Dongxing camels also came to attend the funeral.

Any big guy here would be enough to give 0 a headache for a long time.

As a result, they all gathered at Babao Cemetery Mountain, which made Zhang Yaowen nervous.

The police officers under his command were not much better, and they all complained.

There was a grand ceremony on the mountain, with at least one or two thousand dwarf mules gathered there.

In addition, several dragon and lion dance performances were invited.

A huge altar was built, which was very grand.

"Damn, is this a funeral or a ceremony to send Chen Yaowen to the throne? Why is there such a big show?"

"These gang members were never peaceful when they were alive, and they're still causing trouble after they die."

"Damn, these dwarf mules are such a nuisance. They're the garbage of society and they should all be cleaned out."

Wei Jinghao complained to Chen Jin.

"If the short mule isn't a problem, then we cops won't have to work overtime guarding the cemetery."

"Just think of it as extra overtime pay. Watch over it carefully and be careful not to cause any trouble."

Chen Jin advised.

Suddenly, a black Mercedes came speeding from the foot of the mountain, and three or four vans were visible behind it.

There is also a black van in the middle, which looks very strange.

"Damn it, I mentioned trouble, and here comes trouble again."

Chen Jin looked depressed when he saw Zhou Shengpeng's license plate number.

You have to know that Hongxing has gang rules. Those who don't deal in white powder never have too many close relationships with the big bosses of these gangs who do.

For example, when Chen Yaowen was buried, the leader of the Hongxing group, Jiang Tiansheng, only sent a few of his followers to deliver a wreath and white envelopes, but he himself was not present at all.

As a result, Zhou Shengpeng, the red stick, came over in a mighty force.

It's obvious that they are going to cause trouble.

Zhang Yaowen immediately ordered upon seeing this: "Get the equipment ready, stop their car, check it before sending it up the mountain."

When Zhou Shengpeng saw the police blocking the road in front of him, he accelerated instead of slowing down, stepped on the accelerator, sprinted forward, and slammed on the brakes the moment he got close.

The harsh sound of brakes and the fear of impending death made everyone terrified.

Finally, his car did a tailspin and stopped steadily one centimeter away from Zhang Yaowen.

The car continued to roar, the wheels rubbing against the ground, and puffs of white smoke rose.

This bold act of provocation made everyone break out in a cold sweat.

"Damn, Zhou Shengpeng, others are here to attend Chen Yaowen's funeral. What do you want to do? Do you want to attend my funeral?" Zhang Yaowen blushed and cursed.

"Sorry, sir, but you and Brother Yaowen have the same name, so it doesn't matter who you send it to. It doesn't make any difference. If you want me to help you send it, that's fine too."

"It's just a free bag. I, Zhou Shengpeng, can still afford it."

Zhou Shengpeng rolled down the window without even getting out of the car.

He said sorry, but he didn't mean it at all.

Zhang Yaowen's face suddenly turned dark.

"Zhou Shengpeng, don't be so playful and sarcastic to me."

"Get out of the car and be questioned."

Zhou Shengpeng waved his hand dismissively:

"Search? Babaoshan is booked today. This is private territory. I'm here to attend a funeral. Do you have a search warrant? Do you want to search me?"

"Do you want me to call my lawyer and ask the Human Rights Commission?"

Zhang Yaowen clapped his hands and gritted his teeth:

"Zhou Shengpeng, there are so many big guys here, big brothers, and they all need to be questioned. Why, just because you're handsome, do you deserve special treatment?"

"If you don't let your people come down, I'll sue you for obstructing the police."

Zhou Shengpeng didn't say anything or get out of the car, but calmly made a phone call.

Then he raised it in front of Zhang Yaowen and said with a smile: "Sir Zhang, after you answer this call, consider whether to report me for being a team leader."

Zhang Yaowen took the phone suspiciously, and a lot of English chatter came from the other end.

After listening for a long time, his face became more and more gloomy and his expression became more and more unsightly.

After hanging up, he returned the phone to Zhou Shengpeng.

"You can do it, Zhou Shengpeng."

Zhang Yaowen uttered a few words between his teeth, then waved his hand at his men and shouted angrily, "Let them go."

"Sir Zhang, why bother with us? You catch and release him, going back and forth like that. It's so boring."

"Today, Chen Yaowen's funeral is taking place on the mountain. You should just guard the foot of the mountain and maintain order. Why bother investigating this?"

"The Governor of Hong Kong won't give you a Model Worker Award."

Zhou Shengpeng taunted, smiled, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed up the mountain.

The younger brothers at the back opened the car doors and made an international gesture.

Seeing this scene, the bosses were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks became thick.

Wei Jinghao was even more annoyed: "Brother Jin, can't we just rush in and arrest everyone? Then there will be peace in the world."

"Zhou Shengpeng is a bit too arrogant. It's really infuriating."

Chen Jin waved his hand: "Don't, Kunpeng is right, catching it and then letting it go, it's just a waste of time."

"These dwarf mules are like leeks. After you cut one crop, new ones will sprout up. You can never finish cutting them all."

"Look, Chen Yaowen is dead. It won't be long before someone else takes his place. They'll catch one after another. Can you catch them all?"

"Besides, we are now under the jurisdiction of the British Hong Kong government. We respect human rights. These dwarf mules are also part of Hong Kong Island. They are useless."

Zhang Yaowen swallowed his anger with great frustration.

Zhou Shengpeng hired a foreign lawyer from somewhere, who started talking to him in English for a long time, making him want to curse.

But these white lawyers are very powerful in Hong Kong Island, and they all have certain relationships with the white police superintendents above them.

Therefore, even if Zhang Yaowen was unhappy, he would not dare to offend him.

It is extremely expensive to hire these foreign lawyers. I don’t know how Zhou Shengpeng, just a red stick, can get so much money to hire them.

There is really no merit.

"Everyone, be alert! Zhou Shengpeng is here to cause trouble. Keep a close eye on the mountain and make sure nothing happens."

Zhang Yaowen frowned and spoke loudly to the police officers.

Zhou Shengpeng was driving up the mountain, humming a song, feeling very happy.

Thinking of Zhang Yaowen's aggressive actions and his final defeat, he felt a sense of relief.

After winning the case in court last time, he became more aware of the importance of lawyers.

So they asked lawyer Zhang Zhirong to act as a matchmaker and paid a high price to hire a foreign lawyer to serve as a consultant.

"This foreign lawyer is really useful." Zhou Shengpeng smiled.