Reborn in the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the 1980s

Chapter 390 Beware of Sneak Attacks

Since he couldn't escape anyway, he might as well drag more people down with him, thus achieving his goal of bringing down Huang Yuliang.

Even though he went to jail, the Changxing gang could still function without him, but without Huang Yuliang, Shengshi couldn't possibly survive with just Hu Xiaoxiao, a female celebrity, let alone compete for territory.

Once he's in jail, there are plenty of people from the Changxing Gang inside; he can easily torment Huang Yuliang to death.

Chu Ying narrowed his eyes menacingly, his calculations progressing rapidly. Whether from intense hatred or the pain in his leg injury, his lips twitched violently a few times.

Under the firepower of the Flying Tigers, the members of the Changxing Society and the Yihai Gang were either killed or wounded, or surrendered and were no longer capable of fighting.

As the officers came to handcuff the man, Chu Ying shouted again, "I want to report this! That mahjong parlor up ahead has a large number of weapons! Officers, be careful they might ambush you from behind!"

Chu Ying's words caused the officers who came to handcuff the man to change their expressions drastically, and they all sought cover and raised their guns to aim.

The car door opened, and Steven stepped out of the command vehicle. He was wearing a police hat, a white uniform, and a bulletproof vest. His leather shoes made a clattering sound as they landed on the cold, hard ground.

A squad of heavily armed police officers surrounded him. He walked up to Chu Ying, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at Chu Ying's ferocious face.

After surrendering, Chu Ying sat on the ground with his hands cuffed behind his back. At this moment, he saw a group of police officers escorting their superior officer over. He looked up and stared at Steven, who was walking in front of him.

"Sir, there's an ambush inside the mahjong parlor!" Chu Ying pointed towards the mahjong parlor again.

Steven looked up at the shops in the night; the streetlights were dim, and the shops were pitch black inside. "Behave yourself, where's the mahjong parlor around here?"

Chu Ying looked towards the mahjong parlor again, only then realizing that the original sign had been taken down and replaced with a new one covered by a red cloth. "That's the mahjong parlor!"

Steven's gaze fell back on Chu Ying, icy coldly. "Chu Ying, I recognize you. You're the most cunning member of the Changxing Gang, causing us countless troubles. This isn't the first time you've acted so unreasonably. Now that you're being brought to justice, you still want to make baseless accusations and frame others. Do you want to add insult to injury?"

People like Chu Ying, who have committed many serious crimes but have been protected by lawyers due to insufficient evidence, are the type of people Steven despises the most.

Not only Steven, but the guy next to him also hated this kind of scoundrel. Countless comrades had died at the hands of these scoundrels. He couldn't bear it any longer and kicked Chu Ying, knocking him to the ground. "If you resist arrest again, we have the right to kill you!"

“I did not resist arrest, nor did I wrong them. You can check it out and you will see that what I said is true.” Chu Ying got up and shouted at the former mahjong parlor again, “Are you going to protect criminals? I will hire a lawyer to sue you for dereliction of duty and collusion with the underworld.”

The officers present almost laughed at Chu Ying's words. Gangsters accusing them of colluding with gangsters? That's the biggest joke of the year.

But Chu Ying continued to shout and yell relentlessly. The surrounding area consisted of residential buildings, and although all the doors and windows were closed and there were no lights in the buildings, there were still quite a few residents who could hear her.

Several team leaders looked at Steven and obeyed his instructions.

Steven told Chu Ying, "We cannot forcibly search private residences and shops without evidence or a search warrant."

"I guarantee there are weapons inside that could harm civilians! Officer, I swear on my life, you can search all you want, there will definitely be evidence!"

Steven asked him, "If the store doesn't have the weapons you mentioned, you're making false accusations, which is a more serious offense. Are you willing to take responsibility for your words?"

"I'm willing!" Chu Ying was confident enough. He had people watching the goods the whole time. After the goods entered the shop, they were never sent out again, and the people who went into the shop never came out. He was quite certain that Huang Yuliang was inside, and that the goods were inside too. If he barged in now, he would catch Huang Yuliang red-handed with both witnesses and evidence.

Steven glanced at the team leaders and saw that they all nodded, indicating that they would testify to what Chu Ying had just said.

Steven then made a gesture, and a squad of Flying Tigers, armed with guns, sneaked into the former mahjong parlor.

Suddenly, the lights on the first floor of the former mahjong parlor turned on, and bright light leaked through the cracks in the door. Then, the lights on the second and third floors also came on, and light shone through the glass windows.

Upon seeing this, Chu Ying was overjoyed and shouted, "Sir, fire quickly! They're trying to escape!"

"Shut up, it's none of your business to tell us what to do." A police officer next to Chu Ying glared at him. "You should worry about yourself, don't you want your legs?"

Chu Ying's leg was bleeding profusely after being shot. At this point, she was only briefly bound with something, but the blood continued to seep out.

However, Chu Ying didn't take this seriously. He just stared intently at the original mahjong parlor, like a ferocious wolf staring at its prey.

The Flying Tigers had their guns set up and were all aimed at the shop; the situation was extremely tense and ready to erupt at any moment.

An officer brought over a megaphone and was about to speak when the shop's roller shutter door moved. Then, under everyone's tense gaze, the door slowly rolled up, revealing a woman with a good figure wearing a white suit standing inside.

After pushing the roller shutter door up, Dong Peiyu seemed to only then notice the group of people at the entrance. Startled, she took a step back and shouted, "What are you doing in front of our shop? In the middle of the night, are you trying to scare us to death?"

The officer with the megaphone asked, "How many are inside? Come out, all of you."

Dong Peiyu said, "Officer, we haven't committed any crimes. We're all good citizens. Why should we be allowed to come out? It's the middle of the night, and it's pitch black outside. What if we don't see where we're going and trip and fall? Can you afford to compensate us if something happens?"

Steven glanced inside, pointed to a team leader, and said, "Take a team of guys in and take a look."

The team leader had no choice but to bite the bullet and slowly advance, gun in hand.

Chu Ying, relying on the large number of constables present, disregarded his leg injury and dragged himself inside with the team leader.

The shop has been renovated, with white walls and rows of shelves inside, and boxes piled up along the walls.

Chu Ying limped ahead, her eyes scanning the shop like a machine. "Where did you hide the guns? Where is Huang Yuliang?"

"Are you looking for a gun?" Hu Xiaoxiao came down the stairs from the second floor. She was dressed casually, her hair simply tied in a ponytail, and her features were striking under the light. "Don't you already have guns? Why are you looking for them in our store?"

Steven walked in and said to Hu Xiaoxiao seriously, "Is it true that someone has testified that your shop is hiding guns?"

"Guns? Yes, we have them."