vrcanaries Chapter 534 Progressive Ditty
Chapter 534 Progressive Ditty
Chapter 534: Progressive Ditty
The week passed quickly.
Since Sang Biao was captured, several of his men were brought back with him.
It turned out that there were not many loyal people among them, so without any interrogation, those little brothers just confessed everything straightforwardly.
Chen Tailong was stabbed to death by Sang Biao.
Very good, then let Wei Jixiang identify Chen Mei’s VCD factory and the problem will be completely solved.
Originally, Zhang Lang was thinking of arranging people to capture Hongtai’s people. As for Dongxing… it had been getting worse and worse and was about to completely withdraw from Hong Kong Island.
Unexpectedly, Shui Ling was sent back from the East Star headquarters in the Netherlands to take charge of the situation.
Originally, Tung Sing was led by Camel and the Five Tigers in Hong Kong Island, White-headed Mang was in semi-retirement, and Shui Ling lived in seclusion abroad.
Now that the camel is dead and the white-headed old man can't do anything, even a tiny Hongtai dares to fight with them.
Shui Ling had no choice but to go out with the ten men she had secretly trained.
The names of these ten are Wushang, Shangtian, Changsan, Sihai, Wukui, Liuliang, Qiqiaoqiao, Zaba, Jiumei and Hengmei, each with his own special abilities.
In a short period of time, Dongxing started with Hongtai Chen Mei and first took over Hongtai's territory with thundering force.
Then they started competing with other societies for territory.
Of course, this also includes Li Yunfei and his people's territory.
Dongxing Shuiling, relying on the ten men he brought back, turned Hong Kong Island upside down in a short period of time.
As soon as night falls, it is basically the time for the dwarf mules in the club to compete with each other.
Regional Police Station.
Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.
Senior Superintendent, Deputy Supervisor Yang (from the movie Big Event).
Xu Zhengrong had once gone to him to complain about Zhang Lang before, and the two of them didn't have much interaction at that time, but it was no longer the case now.
It seemed that Zhang Lang would soon become his boss.
I can't sit still. I can't sit still at all.
Group A, led by Zhang Lang, currently only has Group A1, and the personnel for the other group have not yet been assigned.
It just so happened that Ma Jun came to work for him and filled the position in Group A2.
The staff first transferred the curry and pepper over. The Apple that Zhang Lang met in the assault vehicle before actually applied to be transferred over. There were also a few people who looked familiar to Zhang Lang. They should have played minor roles in some movies.
In their words, they admire Zhang Lang and want to work under him.
At least you won't be used as cannon fodder.
Zhang Lang generously treated the new members to a hearty meal at the Peninsula Hotel, and after the meal he gave his white moonlight seven injections.
Who is Bai Yueguang? It's Xuezhi. (Fanhua)
A beautiful woman with long legs and good temperament.
Mainly there are systematic rewards.
This is just a small episode. Anyway, in Group A, Zhang Lang has almost been turned into an idol.
So let’s talk about Deputy Director Yang. After Zhang Lang was transferred here, the number of times I have seen Zhang Lang can be counted on one hand.
The point is, as his subordinate, it seems that I have never taken the initiative to report to him about my work. This is a bit disrespectful. Is the deputy supervisor not a supervisor?
Taking advantage of the troubles in Dongxing, we called Group A over to hold a meeting.
The key point is to point out Zhang Lang. He knows that you have someone behind you and you are capable, but... he is his direct supervisor after all, so he still has to have the right attitude.
Otherwise, if he is promoted to senior superintendent in the future, he might really be replaced by him. What should he do then?
Apple's round little face adorably chirped Zhang Lang: "Boss, Deputy Director Yang said he wants to hold a meeting for our Group A. He's already waiting in the conference room."
Zhang Lang frowned and took in the situation in the conference room.
I was stunned. What the hell?
Does this mean that he is too successful and is a threat to his master?
Wait!
If Zhang Lang hadn't been waiting for 97, he would have quit long ago.
A small deputy director is pretending to be so arrogant. It's not the same as when he was solving the case and didn't dare to say a word.
Take out the small speaker and play a progressive tune.
"A dream lasts only a moment..."
Apple stood up and trotted over, tiptoed to put his coat on Zhang Lang, then took a step back and waited for Zhang Lang to walk first.
sensible.
Zhang Lang took a step forward and someone automatically opened the door for him.
Young police officers from two teams of Group A stood consciously on both sides of the corridor.
Stand straight and respectfully.
As he walked over, he saluted with a snap.
Zhang Lang nodded slightly and walked with his head held high.
Before I even entered the meeting room, I heard Deputy Director Yang's voice: "Are all the people in your group mute? Speak up. The club starts to have a movie at night. Can you manage it?"
Lajiao at the door saw Zhang Lang coming and pushed the door of the conference room open.
Listening to the progressive tune, the moment the door opens.
Ma Jun, Zhang Zhiheng, Miao Zhishun, Curry, Wang Qicong, Li Yaoting and others stood up in a flash.
When Zhang Lang walked in.
Everyone: "Hello, sir."
Deputy Director Yang: Who am I? Where am I? This scene is a bit too creepy.
Zhang Lang walked to the seat reserved for him and sat down, waiting for Apple to put down his cup before speaking.
"Tell me about it. Look how angry Deputy Director Yang is."
The second word is specially emphasized.
Ma Jun was the first to speak: "Regarding the fact that Dongxing and other societies have been having sex at night, we are ready to arrest people. This was all caused by Shui Ling who came back from the Netherlands..."
Zhang Lang gently blew away the tea foam in the cup and nodded, indicating.
Zhang Zhiheng: "Our plan is..."
curry:……
Wang Qicong: …
Zhang Lang put down the cup and looked at Deputy Director Yang: "Deputy Director Yang, is there anything else?"
Deputy Director Yang: "The meeting is adjourned."
No one moved.
Zhang Lang curled his lips: "Just do what you need to do, we are all busy."
Are you kidding? He is not Nian Gengyao, and Deputy Director Yang is not a big shot.
Very funny.
Any Tom, Dick or Harry dares to jump out.
Deputy Manager Yang and other Zhang Lang's people had all left, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet and turned around.
After a while of incompetent rage.
He turned around and went to see Chief Superintendent Zhan, the head of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.
Chief Superintendent Zhan: "Why did you bother him for no reason?"
Superintendent Yang: …
Deputy Police Commissioner Li Wenbin is very likely to be the next big boss. It is obvious that Zhang Lang is on Li Wenbin's side. Anyone who can see that will not look for trouble.
"I see you've been under a lot of pressure lately. Take a rest."
……
Ma Jun certainly knew Zhang Lang's character, but he couldn't help but ask Zhang Lang what he thought: "Are we just going to let Dongxing do whatever he wants?"
Zhang Lang tilted his head slightly and curled his lips indifferently: "Let them do whatever they want. It doesn't cost us any money if they fight."
When societies fight this kind of war, it's nothing more than seeing who has more financial resources. The leaders of the societies are even more anxious than them. There was originally not much income from their territory, and now Dongxing is doing this again. The leaders and bosses of the societies are as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
Especially Hongxing's Jiang Tianyang. Before he came back, he wore a big gold chain and smoked cigars. He had his hair slicked back every day. The girl around him was different every day. He was even like his brother Jiang Tiansheng, who could also keep a little star for fun.
Looking at him now, he doesn’t even have time to comb his hair back, and he looks much more haggard.
This pressure seems to be extremely great.
We can't afford to fight, it's just a waste of money.
"What about us?"
"Of course, respect the fate of others."
Apple bit her lip, staring at Zhang Lang's handsome face with sparkling eyes. This man is damn charming. He is really a woman killer... Love it...
Zhang Lang: Don’t love me, it will be fruitless, thank you.
Ma Jun: "Then we go out to check license plates at night. It's routine work, and we can leave work early. It's also good for those young police officers to clean the floor and exercise their bodies."
Zhang Zhiheng raised his hand and said, "Boss, do you want to go to the card check tonight?"
Zhang Lang thought for a moment and said, "I haven't killed anyone in a long time. I'll randomly pick a lucky person tonight and give him a ride."
……
As night falls, the neon lights of Hong Kong Island flicker in the humid air, and the streets are bustling with people and cars.
This is the best of times, but also the most chaotic of times.
Zhang Lang stood at the door of the "Starlight Nightclub" watched by the Dongxing Society, followed by Ma Jun, Miao Zhishun, Zhang Zhiheng, and several young police officers.
This lineup is really too luxurious.
At the very least, it is rare for the superintendent to lead a team out to check cards, unless someone reports the crime in advance and the superintendent comes to claim credit.
Otherwise this situation is rare.
Their task tonight was to check the cards as usual, but Zhang Lang had already said that he was going to pick a lucky person. Whether others believed it or not, he knew it in his heart.
Ma Jun: I believe 50%...
Pushing open the heavy glass door, the deafening sound of music hits you in the face.
The nightclub was dimly lit and filled with smoke. The people on the dance floor swayed to the rhythm, as if they had nothing to do with the order of the outside world.
Zhang Lang glanced around with a stern look, walked straight to the bar and took out a cup of milk tea. The bar girl looked at Zhang Lang strangely. It was the first time she saw someone bringing milk into a nightclub.
Oh my god.
So sexy.
"The police are checking the cards. Where is the security guard here? Call him out." Ma Jun's voice was not loud, but it carried unquestionable majesty.
The bartender behind the bar glanced at him, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he slowly picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered a few words.
Not long after, a burly man with a fleshy face came down from the second floor, followed by several of his younger brothers.
"Hey, Sir Ma, what wind brings you here?" The man said with a wry smile, his tone full of sarcasm.
Ma Jun put his hands on his waist and raised his upper lip. He ignored his attitude and took out his ID directly: "Routine inspection, bring out your business license and personnel list."
He looked around and said, "The others who stayed put will be checked for ID."
"No way, Sir, do you have to be so serious?" The man shrugged and motioned his men to get the documents, but his eyes were always fixed on the young police officers behind Ma Jun.
One of the young policemen felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him and subconsciously took a step back.
"What, new here?" The man suddenly spoke with obvious contempt in his tone, laughing loudly and mockingly: "You can't even stand steadily, and you dare to come to our Dongxing territory?"
The young policeman blushed and was about to open his mouth to refute, but Zhang Lang suddenly raised his hand and signaled him to shut up.
The next second, Zhang Lang's hand was already on the holster at his waist.
"What did you just say?" Zhang Lang's voice was as cold as ice and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "This young-looking Sir, it shouldn't be that serious, right? It's just a joke, why take it so seriously?"
Zhang Lang laughed, but Ma Jun did not.
Ma Jun: I am 200 percent sure that someone will come tonight.
Zhang Lang's finger gently pressed on the trigger, his eyes fixed on the man's: "It's not your turn to teach my people a lesson."
The atmosphere froze instantly, and the music in the nightclub seemed to be a few notes lower.
The man's smile gradually disappeared, and the flesh on his face trembled slightly. It was obvious that he did not expect Zhang Lang to be so tough.
I just feel that Zhang Lang’s face is too young, could he be a young and inexperienced person?
At this moment, a younger brother behind the man suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Zhang Lang's nose and cursed: "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you act wildly on our Dongxing territory!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Lang had already pulled out his gun.
"boom!"
A gunshot rang out and the nightclub fell silent in an instant.
There was a bloody hole on the little brother's forehead, and his body fell straight down, with blood splattering all over the ground.
Everyone was stunned, including Zhang Zhiheng and Miao Zhishun.
They knew that Zhang Lang was always tough, but they didn't expect that he would actually shoot directly.
Zhang Lang put away his gun and glanced around coldly: "Who else wants to steal my gun? Come and try."
No one from Dongxing dared to move, and they even breathed softly.
The hat is too big and he doesn't hide it at all. He is such an upright and good policeman.
The man with the fat face turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything else.
The truth is in their hands, and they have all thought of their reasons. Who will speak up for these dwarf mules? . .
"Bring the documents here, we'll leave after checking." Ma Jun's voice was still calm, as if Zhang Lang's gunshot just now was just an illusion.
However, in order to prevent Zhang Lang from continuing to shoot, he still spoke first.
Zhang Zhiheng and Miao Zhishun looked at each other and began to check the documents silently.
Miao Zhishun walked over to Zhang Lang and whispered, "Sir Zhang, is this too much?"
Zhang Lang glanced at him, knowing that he was timid, and said calmly: "Here, we set the rules. If they don't follow the rules, they have to pay the price. If your friends are pointed at and scolded, you have to stand up, understand?"
Miao Zhishun nodded, but Zhang Zhiheng kept it in mind.
Outside the nightclub, the night scene of Hong Kong Island is still bustling, and neon lights are reflected on the faces of people coming and going.
Inside the nightclub, Zhang Lang was drinking milk tea in an unharmonious manner. The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed particularly stern. The young policemen looked at Zhang Lang in admiration.
Ma Jun poured cold water on him: "Don't imitate the commander, he is different from you."
They all wear the biggest pants they can, what can you compare with them?
If you learn this, you will suffer in the future.
"Don't tremble, if you want to dance with the girls, keep dancing, if you want to drink here, keep drinking, but if you see us disrespectful and try to grab our guns, you are wrong."
Zhang Lang, who had enjoyed himself, curled his lips as he looked at the men and women in the nightclub who were begging to be let go.
"Let's go, pack up." Zhang Lang waved his hand and led everyone out of the nightclub.
Behind him, the people from Dongxing were still standing there with complicated expressions.
They knew that Zhang Lang was not someone they could deal with easily.
"Let's check that person's information."
"Brother, I just took a look and that man looks like a police superintendent!" the little girl at the bar spoke timidly.
"Superintendent? So young..."
Oh my god, I have offended the real God this time.