Half an hour later.

A group of doctors and nurses carried a stretcher out of the building.

A group of customs officers stepped onto the stretcher one after another.

The doctors and nurses carried them one by one into the ambulance like pigs.

"ah…"

The streets were filled with howls.

Minnie rushed to a stretcher, held the stretcher and asked: "Sir Liao, are you okay?"

"madam."

The customs inspector let out a weak cry.

Minnie's face darkened.

The inspector raised his hand and said, "Brother's legs are gone."

Of course, this customs inspector was even worse. Not only was his leg disabled, he also lost one of his hands.

Minnie immediately sighed and watched Sir Liao and others get into the car.

She originally rushed to the scene to hold Sir Liao and the customs policemen accountable.

But now she can't shout out any curse words, so she can only bear everything silently.

She knew things couldn't be good.

There will be trouble next.

But as the responsible senior inspector, she has the responsibility to take what happened and protect her brothers.

"Look for the director!"

Minnie secretly made up her mind.

I hope her family's relationship with the director can help her.

However, she had to discuss the specific situation with her brothers when she got to the hospital. Without a clear understanding of the specific situation, she would have no reason to ask the director for support.

Unfortunately, when she understood the situation clearly, she realized that the police force's revenge would be even more violent.

The pressure on her became even greater.

"Make way! Make way!" Afterwards, the medical staff cleaned up the criminal who fell to death, and the police team and the white car left the scene one after another.

…

Zhou Huabiao drove back to Wanzai Police Station. When he walked into the police station gate, he happened to meet Zhuang Shikai going out for a meeting.

This meeting of Sir Zhuang was actually a small matter. Sir Zhuang mainly wanted to take advantage of the end of the meeting to communicate with the Police Commissioner so that Ge Bai could prepare for the conflict with the customs.

After all, this time the police force is in charge again.

Zhuang Shikai is not afraid of anyone!

Going to inform Ge Bai is a courtesy, and Ge Bai will definitely support him unconditionally.

What's more, it's customs who take action first when beating people.

No matter how the police force retaliates.

It doesn't matter if no one dies for the time being.

As for the matter of death, of course we cannot leave it to ourselves.

When Zhou Huabiao met Zhuang Shikai, he immediately stood up and saluted, raised his hand and said: "Sir Zhuang."

"Yeah." Zhuang Shikai stopped, nodded and asked, "Are your legs broken?"

"Interrupted!" Zhou Huabiao answered simply.

Later, Zhuang Shikai patted him on the shoulder: "Well done! These customs officials stretched their hands too far."

"I could have killed Lin Kun's drug trafficking factory directly, but because of their struggle for power and profit, my plan was in vain, and they even dared to attack my undercover."

"What! Are they plotting against an undercover agent?" Zhou Huabiao made a sound, and finally understood the reason for Sir Zhuang's anger.

"Yes! My undercover agent was almost beaten to death!" Zhuang Shikai frowned.

Although he has not yet met Guan Li, the advance attack by customs personnel is enough to determine the development of the entire plot.

Can Zhuang Shikai not be so popular?

Zhou Huabiao did not mention the operation data. After all, most of the ingredients in the kitchen were cleaned up and no one was arrested. As a result, the seemingly successful operation turned out to be a huge failure.

This kind of action report is not shameful enough to talk to Sir Zhuang.

Uncle Biao just reminded: "Sir Zhuang, we are afraid that there will be a police conflict."

Following the conflict over integrity, for the first time, the word "conflict" was used to define the relationship between disciplinary departments on Hong Kong Island.

Zhuang Shikai sneered: "Are you afraid?"

"I'm scared shitless!"

"The relationship between the police force and the customs has always been bad. The reason is not that we are competing for business with the customs, but that the customs is overstepping our bounds! A conflict between the police and the customs is a conflict between the police and the customs!"

"The police force has never lost! Tsk!" Zhuang Shikai said harshly, walked out of the police station gate, and drove to the headquarters.

Zhou Huabiao felt awe-inspiring, knowing that the already bad "police-security" relationship might fall to a freezing point, and the conflicts between the two sides would rise from the bottom to the top, completely intensifying on the surface.

However, as Sir Zhuang said, the police force has never been afraid of conflicts! Thirty thousand Chinese people are of one mind, who among the eight disciplinary forces is afraid of whom!

"Just do it!" Zhou Huabiao snorted coldly, put his hands in his pockets, and walked into the police station.

…

That night.

underground garage.

Kowloon.

Guan Li opened the door of a Mercedes-Benz car: "I only have ten minutes."

He put the four sets of Hong Kong papers on the console, sat down in the passenger seat, looked at his watch, closed the door and preached.

Zhuang Shikai glanced sideways at him and blew out a pipe: "How is it?"

"I almost died! Sir Zhuang!" Guan Li's calm expression suddenly turned into gritted teeth and eyes filled with anger.

Zhuang Shikai had a calm expression and still held the cigarette case: "The team that beat you! I broke all their legs!"

"Huh." Guan Li exhaled, took out the cigarette from the cigarette case, lowered his head and lit it with a click: "Now I am in danger."

"I see."

"I will give you an explanation for this matter." Zhuang Shikai took back the cigarette case, paused and said, "You can choose whether to do it or not."

"Do it! Of course I will do it!" Guan Li exhaled a stream of smoke and said loudly: "The senior inspector is in front of me! I won't do anything crazy!"

Zhuang Shikai lowered his head to light his cigarette just now. When he heard Guan Li's words, he raised his head and looked at him for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Okay! Just Senior Inspector!"

This kid is a bit transparent and smart, and he actually knows how to take advantage of the opportunity to raise the price.

The request for the reinstatement of the inspector was raised to the level of senior inspector.

Once you lift it, it’s the first level!

However, Zhuang Shikai couldn't bear to refuse when he saw Guan Li's bruised face and clinging to Bai Bang.

At this time, Guan Li had a smile on his face, flicked his cigarette ashes and said, "Help me disperse these four sets of goods."

"Lin Kunna took it."

"No problem." Zhuang Shikai agreed readily.

"Help you disperse to Kaohsiung, Hong Kong Island."

"It'll be okay."

Kaohsiung, Hong Kong Island is the territory of Rose.

This batch of goods is tantamount to deliberate "blackwashing."

The left hand is the right hand.

It will not be circulated in the Hong Kong market at all, let alone enter the country. Maybe the Vietnamese gang will not suck the "ice" and just throw it into the sea.

"good."

Guan Li nodded, feeling comfortable talking to the boss. When he thought of those idiots at the customs, he felt evil in his heart.

Fortunately, Guan Li also understood the principle of not doing enough. He did not complain to the big boss about the customs matters. Instead, he pointed at the goods and said: "These four sets are called 'Hong Kong Paper'. They have a concentration of 65% and can be smoked directly."

"I understand..." Zhuang Shikai stared at Guan Li deeply, and laughed loudly at this moment: "The concentration of 100% is called 'dollars'. You can't smoke it directly. People who know how to smoke it."

"So after the dealer makes the finished product, he needs to exchange the 'US dollars' into 'Hong Kong paper' so that the 'Hong Kong paper' can be circulated in the market."

"Some customers will add some K-sugar and glucose to your products when they buy them. Those who are unscrupulous will just mix them with wall dust. Don't expect high profits."
To be continued...