"Achen."

"What do you think about the loss of a batch of goods this time?"

villa.

study.

The sandalwood is gone.

Ni Kun, dressed in a Tang suit, was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, holding a purple clay pot in his palm and asked.

In the room, a section of Ni Kun's favorite Indian white sandalwood is lit. Just take a small section of sandalwood and place it in the incense burner, and a small amount of smoke will rise, with a deep flavor that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Han Chen was sitting opposite and had just been drinking tea with a teacup. When he heard Ni Kun's question, he immediately put down the teacup and replied loudly: "Uncle Kun, we have lost one batch of goods, so we can buy another batch."

"

"If the ice in Los Angeles doesn't work, then continue on the white powder in the Golden Triangle."

"Although we feel a little sad to lose this batch of goods, the Ni family is so big that we can't fail."

"The key is how to stabilize the next batch of goods."

Ni Kun nodded slightly, looking thoughtful: "You are right, keep talking."

"good."

"I feel that the police force is no longer what it was back then. The relationship between it and our community has become the same. If we fans want to be stable, we must unite together, otherwise we will be defeated by the police force one by one."

"You have to know that after the police force was reorganized last year, it was no longer possible for us to sit down and drink tea together."

"The one who led the team to beat us today is Detective Zhuang."

Han Chen spoke in an orderly manner, summing up in just one sentence.

Times have changed.

The community must also unite!

Ni Kun's mind flashed back to the Flying Tigers rushing out from the coast, and he suddenly recalled the scene when Zhuang Shikai was promoted to senior detective.

He and people from the four major families and the four major societies were present in person and brought heavy gifts to congratulate him. But now? Inspector Zhuang has disappeared from them, Brother Luo has fled, and the money empire has lost its backbone.

No Hong Kong police officer dares to cooperate with associations openly anymore. Instead, every Hong Kong police officer has to rely on cracking down on associations to get promoted.

Because the police force has opened up the upward path for Chinese police officers, there is really no need for the Hong Kong police to cooperate with associations if they want to gain benefits.

When the police solve crimes and make meritorious services, are they promoted and paid, and become celebrities? Then they can use various legitimate means to make money. Collecting black money is no longer an option for the police superstructure, and after the superstructure abandons this option, the following

Naturally, Ma Zai doesn’t have the ability to do it anymore.

The Chinese community always operates from top to bottom, and how things should be done depends on the decision of the upper-level forces. And Zhuang Shikai has already made the choice of a prosperous era to draw a clear line between the police force and the community.

It’s not that we don’t have money to make, we just have to make money in a different way. Even the salary of ordinary police officers has improved. After all, it is actually no worse than the era of collecting illegal money.

Therefore, the police force and the social groups are already at odds with each other. Especially in the past six months, the police forces in various districts have taken action and clashed with the social groups again and again, which has further confirmed this situation.

"Um."

"What you say makes sense."

"You still need to be united when doing things."

"In the past, the black and white people worked together and made money so quickly. Now the white people don't let us play, and we black people have to play by ourselves! Unite yourselves!"

Ni Kun held the purple clay pot, put the spout into his mouth, took a sip of tea, and put down the spout.

"Next Friday, help me set up a table at Yong Kee Tea House. I will convene a meeting with the three major families and the four major social groups. Let the hundreds of thousands of social group members in Hong Kong unite and ask the police to give us a meal.

eat!"

"Pfft." Ni Kun placed the purple clay pot heavily next to the coffee table. In the name of the Ni family, he posted hero posts widely and was about to summon the big guys in the world to hold a hero meeting.

"Yes, boss." Han Chen lowered his head, knowing that a brand new association of associations was about to be born under his suggestion.

This association may have differences and competition, but it is powerful enough to divide Hong Kong Island's day and night into two, occupying the world after twelve o'clock at night.

"Well, Ah Quan died today."

"Just hold the funeral for him as a junior... If things go well, A Quan's Thai white pink line will be handed over to you from now on."

"Help me transport the goods back before next month. It's done. You will be the fifth son of my Ni family!"

There are five people in the Five Sons of Good Generals, each of whom is a leader of the Ni family, and each is responsible for a white line.

Usually these five people are responsible for the main transportation of goods in the Ni family.

If it weren't for the fact that this "ice" walk was a new route, Ni Kun wouldn't have gone out in person.

However, this time on the "Ice", a "Five-Soned General" was killed, leaving a line position vacant.

Han Chen performed well again, both in terms of loyalty and brains.

So Ni Kunbian gave the opportunity to Han Chen and let Han Chen make a shipment. It was not only a test for Han Chen, but also an opportunity for Han Chen to rise to the top. By the way, it could also make up for part of the Ni family's losses.

This position is similar to that of the Double Flower Red Stick in the club, and he is as famous as the Dongxing Five Tigers on the road, which means that Han Chen, the little boss, can seize the opportunity and fly into the sky.

"Thank you, Uncle Kun." Han Chen, a short man, stood up excitedly, finally ushering in his day of success.

At this time, a subordinate knocked on the door and said: "Uncle Kun, Queen Bing and our brothers were all killed by the police."

"Yes." Ni Kun nodded without changing his expression, and Han Chen suddenly felt that he had calculated the lot correctly in the Tianhou Temple.

One general can make a treasury of thousands! One transaction can cost dozens of lives! How many people will die if I take up my position in the future?

However, Han Chen was not afraid. Instead, he raised his head with bright eyes, eager for every challenge in life.

Hold!

Young people are powerful!

…

the next day.

Flying Tigers station.

Commander's office.

Zhuang Shikai came to the commander-in-chief, Superintendent John, with a document, handed him a report and said: "Sir! This is the action report of the Flying Tigers yesterday!"

"I understand." John pressed the report with a dull expression.

In yesterday's operation, the Chinese gang of the Flying Tigers indeed won a great victory, but all the Ghost Gang in the Flying Tigers were on the street.

Now more than a dozen ghost guys Asan are still lying in the hospital, some have not yet left the intensive ward, and some are in coma.

Almost certainly.

All the Flying Tigers were destroyed.

How can you make John laugh?

However, Zhuang Shikai took his time and said with a smile: "Sir, are you in a bad mood?"

"Shall we go to the shooting club to play two games tonight? There is a friendly match in the shooting club today. The first place with points will get a bonus of 300,000 yuan. Maybe playing a few games will help us feel better?"

John raised his head and looked at Zhuang Shikai. The dull expression on his face suddenly changed. The corners of his mouth curved involuntarily, revealing a sly smile and saying, "Zhuang, why are you holding another friendly match?"

"Is there anything you need my help with recently?" John was in a much better mood now, and his tone of voice was much softer, demonstrating his naked philosophy of life.

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand and said: "Well, as you said, the club often holds friendly matches."

"Maybe their boss was in a good mood this time, so he added an extra show."
Chapter completed!