"yes, sir!"

One hundred and fifty police officers stood up with their guns drawn, stood at attention and saluted.

…

"Hurry up!"

Da da da.

Inside the building, there was a sound of rapid footsteps, and groups of police officers quickly went downstairs along the left stairs and rushed to the parking lot.

Inside the stairs, an administrative police officer who was working quickly moved to the right and gave way to the passage.

The entire police station knew that a big operation was about to begin.

August 10, Hong Kong Island Region, 0920.

Within five minutes, all the police officers were in the car and assembled.

In the parking lot, there were more than 30 armed vehicles, escort vehicles, official vehicles, and various vehicles, all lined up neatly, with their lights on one after another.

"Didi." The police station gate, the police lights on the sentry lights, the newly installed electric fence opened, and cars drove away slowly, queuing up to fill the three lanes at the entrance of the district.

Finally, in front of the driveway, there is a three-way intersection.

Thirty police cars separated to the left and right, turned on their lights and sirens, and drove in two directions to form two convoys.

"Beep, beep, beep!" The motorcade maintained a constant speed and drove all the way to the Central Court.

Each convoy escorted an escort vehicle and surrounded the escort vehicle in the middle. Except for Zhuang Shikai, no one of the police officers involved in the escort knew which vehicle was actually escorting the prosecution target.

Because the prosecution target had already been put into the escort vehicle when they were collecting equipment and gathering for preparation. The entire operation was extremely confidential.

"Boss, the police are out." Victoria Harbor, seaside, inside a hotel, administrative corridor.

There are more than a dozen dining tables in the hall on the floor, but there is only one guest, sitting quietly at a dining table, holding a knife and fork, eating quietly. What?

More than a dozen people in suits were standing by, and there were no waiters at the bar or kitchen.

A "scarred man" walked to the table and said to the boss.

"Zhizhi." Guan Ba ​​guessed while cutting the steak and asked, "How many people?"

The sound of the knife cutting across the porcelain plate was a bit harsh, but fortunately it was not loud and was within acceptable range.

"At least more than a hundred! Thirty vehicles! Divided into two teams, one team drives to the Central Ring Road, and the other team drives to the Upper Ring Road. Each team has a prison car." The scarred man answered the boss's question in detail.

Guan Bacai nodded slowly: "It's just as I expected!"

He stopped and started to preach: "Let 'A Liang' drive Bao Qiang and three people to Central, and send three people to die directly!"

Deliberately emphasize the tone: "Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"

This also includes my childhood friend, fellow countryman, and good brother "Bao Qiang".

"Yes!" The scarred man responded solemnly.

Guan Bacai put a piece of beef into his mouth, chewed it and then cut the steak: "People in Causeway Bay can take action! Drive to Sheung Wan and fight with the police first!"

"I'll go as soon as I finish my steak."

Guan Bacai put a piece of steak into his mouth again, and there was still bright red blood on the porcelain plate, which was obviously a medium-ripe steak.

And he is like a devil sitting on God's table, cutting the market with a sharp blade, greedily devouring the profits. There is still dripping blood under the tip of the knife that represents violence, and the squeaking and rubbing sound is like

The wailing of the people amid the rain of bombs in the trenches.

Arms dealer? His business is at the expense of lives. Every bullet that is driven into the flesh and blood is a sin, but it is a business that is in line with human nature.

Those who create weapons, if they do not hold them just to protect themselves, then they are demons under the guise of justice. And they claim to be gods.

No one in this business chain is blameless! But there is always a devil sitting next to God!

"Yes! Boss!" The scarred man leaned over and nodded, exiting the stage. Everything would be carried out according to Guan Bacai's orders.

On the hotel rooftop and apron, three helicopters are parked in a triangular shape.

An elite team of twelve people was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the presidential suite, wearing yellow operational uniforms, checking weapons and equipment carefully.

This is a group of Thai mercenaries who have received American training and are very famous in the Golden Triangle area, known as "Ksitigarbha".

…

"Sloan! Let's do something!" Mong Kok, a hotel.

After Chen Jiaju finished washing, he held up a tooth cup with a toothbrush and toothpaste in it, walked through several tenants, and walked back to the room.

As soon as he returned to the room, he saw Bao Qiang dressed, holding a cigarette in his mouth, like a charterer, raising his head and shouting to him.

Yang Jianhua also changed his clothes, wearing a red and white sportswear, and stood beside the bed in the room.

Chen Jiaju's expression was stunned, and he immediately responded: "Okay, okay."

He quickly wiped off the toothpaste stains from the corners of his mouth with the white towel on his shoulder, then threw the towel on the bed and put the tooth cup away.

"Brother Bao Qiang, is there any big job?" Chen Jiaju asked while working.

Bao Qiang kept his tone tight and just said: "You'll find out when you get down."

…

A black car was driving on Pedder Street.

Chen Jiaju suddenly opened the zipper of his backpack, took out a black pistol inside, pointed forward and shouted: "Stop!"

"Sloan! Are you crazy? How dare you point a gun at one of your own!" Bao Qiang shouted loudly from the passenger seat.

Five minutes ago, Bao Qiang, Jia Ju and Yang Jianhua walked down from the hotel and got into a black car, with "Brother Liang" sitting in the driver's seat.

This "Brother Liang" was very melancholy. Without saying a word, he threw a black bag to them and said that he would take them to do something big. After the event was completed, each of them would get 200,000 yuan.

In fact, the 200,000 crown tyrants had already let go. The original plan was to give them money first and then let them do things, so that Bao Qiang and the other three would die obediently.

But "Brother Liang" thought to himself, what's the use of dead people taking money? So he hid the money himself. However, Bao Qiang felt that it was normal to work first and then take the money!

Bao Qiang had no suspicion at all.

But as an undercover police officer, Chen Jiaju is very aware that the police force and the gangsters are fighting secretly. Today is the decisive battle between the police force and the gangsters!

If Guan Ba ​​guessed that he had arranged enough people and said that he would take Chen Jiaju to fight the police, Chen Jiaju would not be suspicious.

But only one car was sent here to fool the ghosts? And the car drove directly to Central, clearly intending to send them to death.

Chen Jiaju made a quick decision and drew his gun immediately.

"Crack!"

Chen Jiaju pulled the trigger, and there was a hollow sound in the barrel of the gun.

There are no bullets in the gun!

Guan Ba ​​guessed that "A Liang", who was driving the car, had no expression on his face. He pulled out a pistol from his clothes and pointed it backwards with a calm look.

In silence!

The murderous intent is revealed!

The hair all over Chen Jiaju's body suddenly stood up. He looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his heart felt like a needle pricking him, and he had the illusion that he was being stared at by death.

No! This is not an illusion at this moment!

He is really staring at death!

"Pfft!" But at the critical moment, Yang Jianhua took out the thin belt from his waist, wrapped it tightly with both hands, shortened the belt, and held it tightly in his hands.

Immediately, she was very smart and very fast. She moved forward and lassoed the opponent's neck accurately.

Then her body was pulled down quickly, and the belt strangled her instantly!

The other party was also strangled directly against the pillow, and the muzzle of the gun tilted: "Bang!"

The bullet killed the leopard next to him!

A stream of donated blood shot onto the passenger window, spraying all over the door. Like a scene from a horror movie, the blood on the window flowed down bit by bit.

"A Liang" was suddenly attacked. Hehehehe, his eyes widened, his tongue stuck out, and he kept making struggling sounds.

He let go of the steering wheel with both hands, and soon his eyes turned black, he lost consciousness, his eyelids rolled up, and he was strangled to death by Yang Jianhua.

"Chief Yang" was born in the National Security Bureau overseas and had not done frontline work for a long time, but he still acted decisively and took away a living person.

"Huh!" Chen Jiaju sighed and cast a grateful look at Yang Jianhua.

He was just trying to escape death, secretly saying that he was lucky.

"Boom!" The car lost control and rushed off the road, crashed into a jewelry store, and knocked over many display cabinets and light bars.

The counter lady, clerk, and customers all exclaimed.

They all thought they were here to rob.

Chen Jiaju and Yang Jianhua also threw themselves on the front seats, and their heads were badly bruised in the impact.

Finally, the car stopped in the lobby of the jewelry store. Chen Jiaju opened the door, covered his head, and shouted to everyone: "Hong Kong Island Police! Hong Kong Island Police!"
To be continued...