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

Of course he wouldn't tell the police.

In his place, the fully armed Fiery Thorn Commandos were waiting there for Hua Fu to come.

Isn’t it easy to control cold weapons with hot weapons?

As for the missing person?

I guess in order to save trouble, Awu and the others tied up the man and locked him in a secret room.

Zhang Yaowen was so angry that his face turned blue. The other party demonstrated nonsense literature to the fullest.

He said with a cold face: "Peng, do you know what you are doing? What kind of a police force are you? You can come and go as you please."

"Just because you're suspected of murdering an inspector, engaging in triad activities, instigating your men to injure others, and disturbing public order, I can put you in Stanley. Do you believe it?"

Zhou Shengpeng stood up with a smile and looked directly at Zhang Yaowen: "Sir Zhang, I don't understand a word you are saying."

"All I know is that you, Sir, need evidence when handling cases, right?"

Zhang Yaowen put his hand on the area around his waist where the seven wolves were.

He said coldly, "Zhou Shengpeng, don't think your words can outlast my gun. If you dare to step out of the interrogation room today, I can kill you right there."

"Even if I send your mother to the west, I won't die myself."

"The fortune teller said I can live to be ninety-nine. Even if you are gone, I will still be here."

Zhou Shengpeng leaned closer to Zhang Yaowen and spoke slowly, word by word.

Zhang Yaowen was so angry that his veins popped out and he wished he could beat the other person to death on the spot.

Just as he was about to take action, the door was pushed open.

Zhang Zhirong appeared at the door with a middle-aged foreigner with yellow curly hair.

"Sir Zhang, I'm sorry, my lawyer is here to pick me up for supper."

"Your coffee at O's is delicious, but it makes me hungry after drinking it. I'm leaving now."

After Zhou Shengpeng finished speaking, he shook the handcuffs in his hand towards Zhang Yaowen.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Zhang Yaowen frowned.

His eyes swept over Zhang Zhirong and the foreign lawyer.

Here we go again, is being a lawyer a get-out-of-jail-free ticket?

"Sir, I'm Zhang Zhirong, the attorney representing Mr. Zhou Shengpeng."

"This is consulting attorney Mike Li. We have already completed the bail procedures for Mr. Zhou."

"Now, my client can leave the police station at any time."

Zhang Yaowen was completely dumbfounded. He shouted, "Who processed your bail? Zhou Shengpeng is suspected of shooting and killing the chicken slaughter squad inspector, James. Bail is not allowed."

Zhou Shengpeng’s case this time is very serious, and it is not easy to get him bail.

It must be approved by the foreigners above.

"Mr. Zhang, there is no evidence to prove that my client has any connection with the shooting of the inspector."

"Mr. Zhou Shengpeng's bail was approved directly by Chief Superintendent Zhuang Sir of the Anti-Triad Unit."

"This is the bail agreement, take a look."

Zhang Zhirong took out the bail letter from his briefcase and handed it to Zhang Yaowen.

"Fuck your mother, fuck, the foreigners don't do any real work all day long, they just do it."

Zhang Yaowen was so angry that he cursed and cursed his foreign boss's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Zhou Shengpeng has all the necessary formalities and the bail letter is absolutely authentic, so he has no reason to keep anyone.

He could only utter a few words through gritted teeth: "Take your client over there to handle the paperwork. Once they sign, they can leave."

After Zhang Yaowen finished speaking, he rushed into the office, furious.

"Fuck, why was Zhou Shengpeng released on bail? Can someone give me an explanation?"

Chen Jin flipped through the case file and said helplessly:

"Zhang Sir, this is a trick. We've been tricked."

"The fingerprints and saliva on the anonymous evidence have been compared to Zhou Shengpeng's, and there is no match."

"What? How can it be inconsistent?"

Zhang Yaowen's heart skipped a beat. Arresting the wrong person was no joke.

"Through data comparison, the fingerprints and saliva match those in the database."

Chen Jin's answer left Zhang Yaowen confused: "Is this time right?"

"That's right. Hua Fu has been imprisoned in a kiln before, and his information just happens to be in the database."

"It's just that because the anonymous whistleblower pointed out that the evidence was related to Zhou Shengpeng, we only compared Zhou Shengpeng's information at the beginning."

"After (Zhao Nuohao) failed to match the data, he immediately ran another match in the library. This time, there will definitely be no mistake."

Chen Jin answered firmly.

Zhang Yaowen's brows furrowed into a frown: "Go, send someone to bring Hua Fu back to me."

Chen Jin hesitated to speak: "Then Zhou Shengpeng..."

"Fuck him, this guy knew about this situation a long time ago and is playing tricks on us. Fuck him."

"I'm going to take this guy off."

Zhang Yaowen slammed the folder on the table while cursing, and opened the door with an angry look on his face.

"Zhang Sri is so polite, you're planning to come and see me off in person?"

Zhou Shengpeng had already completed the formalities and was leaning against the door frame with one hand, a smile on his face.

Zhang Yaowen was speechless for a moment, and said coldly: "You're not leaving yet, are you planning to stay here for the New Year?"

Zhang Yaowen walked Zhou Shengpeng to the door in silence. Suddenly, seven or eight cars drove into the police station.

Thirteenth Sister, Awu, Greyhound and others jumped out of the car.

"Wow, Zhou Shengpeng, you're so busy! So many people came to pick me up just after I left the police station?"

"What are you doing? Planning to hold a party in front of the police station?"

Zhang Yaowen said dissatisfiedly.

"Mr. Zhang, as a sir, you can't always look at people with tinted glasses.

My subordinates are all Hong Kong patriots, and we are all contributing to the security of Hong Kong Island."

"They are here to give credit to your police force and report a crime."

Zhou Shengpeng unbuttoned his cuffs, gently rolled up his sleeves, and said casually.

"Report a crime?"

"What kind of case are you reporting? You're a big brother, but you brought a bunch of dwarf mules to report a case. What do you think my police station is?"

Zhang Yaowen felt like he had been tricked and was extremely angry.

The slap in the face always comes so quickly. Awu walked up with Huafu, whose nose and face were bruised.

If it weren't for that flashy blue floral shirt and the gold necklace as thick as her little finger, these would be very distinctive features.

Zhou Shengpeng almost didn't recognize that the man in front of him who was beaten like a pig's head was Hua Fu.

"Damn, Ah Wu, even if you catch criminals, you should be more careful."

"He was beaten like a pig's head. Sir, he had to be sent to the infirmary for treatment. It took time to compare. What a waste of police resources."

Zhou Shengpeng walked up and looked at Hua Fu.

Then he said to Awu with a smile and a blaming tone.

"Brother Peng, this really can't be blamed on me. Hua Fu tried to escape. Such a vicious villain must be brought to justice. I could only stop him with a kick."

"Who knew he would be so useless and end up like a pig's head after falling down?"

"I swear to God, I only kicked once."

Awu hurriedly explained and cried out that he was innocent.

Having said that, it really can’t be blamed on Wu for the beating he received.

At that time, everyone had already taken control of Hua Fu's territory. Hua Fu was afraid of death, so he asked his younger brothers to take over while he himself climbed through the window to escape through the back door.

Awu was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He took a step forward and kicked him over.

Hua Fu fell from the second floor, still face to the ground, and became like this.

Moreover, the other party had a bad mouth and kept cursing all the way.

Thirteenth Sister gave him a few slaps in the face.

These loudmouths have some personal grudges.

Now, when we arrived at the door of 0ji, we looked so stupid that we were unbearable to look at.

"Fuck your mother, Kunpeng, you're playing dirty tricks on me. If you have the guts, let me go back and we can fight openly."

"If I don't kill you, you idiot, I won't be called Huafu."

Hua Fu saw Zhou Shengpeng from the slits of his swollen eyes and suddenly exploded on the spot.

Struggling and roaring madly.

He just couldn't understand why the thousands of people he sent out disappeared without even causing a ripple.

What I can't understand even more is why Zhou Shengpeng had him brought to the police station. What the hell is going on?

Who among those who are in a gang is not afraid of angering the emperor? They don't play by the rules and are so unethical. Doesn't Zhou Shengpeng intend to stay in the underworld?

"Fah Fu, whether to release you or not is not up to me, it's up to Sir to decide. You murdered the inspector, trafficked in people, and were involved in white powder..."

“Once I enter this door, I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance to come out in my next life.”

"As for Bowl Street, I'll just work a little harder and help take care of it."

Zhou Shengpeng laughed arrogantly.

With a glance, Awu pushed Huafu directly into the hands of the policeman.

The policemen saw that the credit was in their hands and quickly arrested the man.

"Pu your mother, Kunpeng, I will Pu your whole family, you are not a human being."

"What about Sasha? That bitch Sasha, I can't forgive him, I can't forgive her."

Hua Fu reacted and struggled wildly and shouted.

His eyes were full of despair.

It was he who sent people to rob James, it was he who asked Sasha to provide the cigarette butt, and it was he who asked his men to carefully make the fingerprints on the black star.

Now, Hua Fu finally understood that Zhou Shengpeng had been preparing for this.

The cigarette butt and fingerprints provided by Sasha were not Zhou Shengpeng's at all, but his Hua Fu's.

He personally sent himself to the kiln.

What’s even more infuriating is that until now, he still doesn’t understand how Zhou Shengpeng quietly dealt with the thousands of people he sent out.

From then on, Bolan Street became a place where everyone had the same surname, Zhou.

Hua Fu, the Hua Tuo of pleasure houses, has completely become a thing of the past.

On the other side, Baoshan entered the villa.

Jiang Tiansheng, who was falling asleep, was awakened by a call from Chen Yao.

"What's the situation now? Does the society need to intervene?"

Jiang Tiansheng sat up straight and asked on the phone.

"No, Mr. Jiang, Kunpeng used some unknown method to quietly resolve the attack of Huafu's thousands of people."

"Then they counterattacked with a thousand men and directly took over Bowling Street."

"Besides, Hua Fu was sent in."

Jiang Tiansheng burst into laughter: "Well done! I, a Hongxing fighter, am awesome! Kunpeng is indeed a brain eater."

"When I was at the police station, my subordinates handled the matter beautifully. I really admire that."

Chen Yao was speechless for a moment. That was not what Jiang Tiansheng had said just now.

Originally, we had planned that if Zhou Shengpeng was found guilty and could not be released, Bolan Street would not be able to handle it, and the community would also be willing to take over.

Now that they have won, they say they appreciate it.

Lose, the dragon head is the dragon head. Once the words are spoken, they make sense no matter how you turn them around.

Jiang Tiansheng was not the only one who was woken up on this restless night.

Luotuo was hugging his wife and kissing her when the phone suddenly rang, ruining his mood.

He answered the phone angrily: "Why are you calling me in the middle of the night? What's going on?"

"Boss, this is bad. Brother Huafu has been arrested, and the owner of Bolan Street has changed."

Hua Fu's men reported the news on the phone with a sad face.

The camel's nerves suddenly tensed up, and he became much more sober.

Hua Fu's plan to take over Bowl Lane was carried out in secret and was not reported to the society.

Normally, Tung Sing and Hung Hing don't get along, so it's normal for there to be some friction occasionally.

So the camel didn't care about any disturbance.

But this news completely shocked him.

He even suspected that he had not just slept for a night, but had slept for ten days or half a month.

How could the world change overnight?

"Tell me everything one by one. How did Hua Fu get arrested? Which police officer was so blind?"

The camel calmed down and questioned carefully.