Ni Kun, a top tycoon who has been in the world for decades, has gone from a small business that costs a few cents a day to today, no one in Tsim Sha Tsui doesn't know him.

All five bosses, including Han Chen, are his subordinates.

Ni Kun often said that he would pay it back sooner or later, but he probably didn't expect that when it was his turn to return it, he was holding a machete but a music score. The place where he fell was not a bloody street, but an ordinary folk art club.

To be honest, he paid it too late.

As soon as Ni Kun died, the black and white were completely in chaos, and major forces faced each other's tit-for-tat, and the entire Tsim Sha Tsui was undercurrent.

In order to maintain public order, all members of the Hong Kong Island Police Force were dispatched. Due to the serious lack of police force, the entire police school was pulled out to meet the situation.

A row of interviewing school police officers, including Jiang Ming, were also pulled into a charge car by Lu Qichang and rushed towards Tsim Sha Tsui.

When he first heard that Ni Kun was killed, Jiang Ming was a little panicked because if he followed the plot of the movie, Ni Kun was killed by him.

The main messenger is Han Chen's woman, and her purpose is to let Han Chen replace the Ni family and become the new generation boss of Tsim Sha Tsui.

Unexpectedly, Han Chen was loyal to the Ni family. When Ni Kun died, he continued to follow Ni Kun's second son Ni Yongxiao.

It's a long way to go. In short, Ni Kun was killed by Jiang Ming in the movie.

But no matter how he searched the memory of the original owner of this body, Jiang Ming couldn't remember that he used a gun to stuff a bullet into Ni Kun's stomach and forehead.

It seems that this world does not completely coincide with the plot of the movie.

This is the best, otherwise you will have nightmares every day with a blood debt on your back.

First, I was afraid that Uncle Kun would come to the bed in the middle of the night, and second, I was afraid that one day the truth would be revealed. Then wouldn’t his feat of going north to start a business become a fleeing fear of crime?

But if this is staged tonight, the plan to go north is probably delayed again...

"Hey, Ah Huang, Ni Kun is so big of a death, why don't you tell me?" Lu Qichang sat in the front of the car and made a phone call.

Jiang Ming was sitting in the back seat of the car. Although he couldn't hear what Huang Zhicheng was saying on the phone, he didn't have to listen to it because he had watched a movie.

"Big Boss, I will immediately notify the whole world when something happens. When Ni Kun dies, the people below him will definitely not be able to sit still. There will definitely be a big incident in Tsim Sha Tsui tonight. Do you know that today is the 14th..."

On the 14th... Five groups of people, including Han Chen, have to pay the money to the Ni family...

But except for Han Chen's loyalty to the Ni family, the other four big bosses were all thinking about setting up their own business. From then on, they completely separated from the Ni family and never paid the price to the Ni family again.

How much blood will be shed in Tsim Sha Tsui tonight depends on how many big shots Ni Yongxiao can handle.

Only Jiang Ming, a time traveler, knew the ending of this incident. Ni Yongxiao was extremely capable, and Han Chen's support, he could deal with the other four big shots without bloodshed.

But Jiang Ming couldn't say it. Anyway, he could spend the night safely even if he sat still...

"Help? How to help? I am the instructor of the police school now. I don't have the power to help you. I can only send a brigade to clean up the periphery for you. Where am I? I'm going to the nigger's territory now. If you have any situation, call me.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qichang asked without looking back: "Students, are you excited to have such a big incident before they officially become police?"

"Yes!" "So excited!" "Sir, my wife gave birth prematurely..."

Lu Qichang was still as moving as a mountain. After standing still, he had a good time and asked: "Where are you making the decision?"

"Hey, Sir Lu, it's been a long time since we've been here! Why are you doing so when you run to this wilderness so late? You've also brought a bunch of elementary school students?"

A bald man came out of the young and dandy, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely fierce. He looked like a think tank-shaped young and dandy, who was called a master in the north and a paper fan in the south.

Seeing him, Lu Qichang couldn't help but frown, but still pretended to be a natural and stupid person.

"You're lost, you know that our police drivers especially like to get lost. They are fascinated and come to a place where the society is full of scum."

These words aroused the anger of many young and dandy boys, but the bald man was still smiling.

"Sir Lu don't laugh. Tonight, Tsim Sha Tsui is so messy. We are planning to settle things and stay here obediently. You'd better not make things messy."

Lu Qichang pretended to look around and said, "Yes, you also said that there are many people like you, why are you here to settle things?"

"The company has organized an outing. There are few people here and the air is fresh. We plan to do barbecue and sing."

"Where is... the barbecue grill?"

"That's it." Bald head pulled out a machete, "Put the ingredients on this thing to bake to ensure that the outside is burnt and tender inside, brothers, right?"

"right!"

More than 300 machetes were immediately raised above the top, and there was a large area of ​​light. This bald head was indeed a little brainy, and he was so implicit in showing off his power.

But even so, many school police officers can't even stand firmly.

Lu Qichang became even more excited.

"What about the ingredients? What are you planning to bake? Could it be that you are preparing to use local ingredients?"

After Lu Qichang said that, he deliberately exposed his pectoral muscles and rubbed against the bald knife, clearly trying to squeeze the bald head and chop him down.

But Bald head didn't eat Lu Qichang's trick at all. He quickly took back his machete and pointed to Xiahe next to the warehouse.

"Yes, it's just a local source! The fish in this river are famous for being fat, and the whole Hong Kong island knows it."

"Really? That's great, I love fish the most!"

Lu Qichang waved his hand, "Brothers, I'm all lost anyway, so let's just catch fish. These social scoundrels are like parasites, sucking blood from Hong Kong Island every day. We can't let them snatch the fish."

These young and dandy boys are used to showing off their power and even the patrol police hide when they see him. At this time, when they hear Lu Qichang cursing himself with one sentence left and right, they are furious and many are ready to take action.

But bald head stretched out his hand to block the left and right, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if you want to fish, how dare we rob it? Come on, parasites, step back a little and give way to you all!"

Lu Qichang frowned, then brought the police officers to the river with fear, and directed everyone to break the branches and make harpoons.

"Sir, what's going on?" a student police officer asked carefully.

Lu Qichang sighed lightly: "That bald head is called Bald head Xiang, he is the nigger's head horse. With him here, things may not be easy to deal with."

"He guessed that I came for the dirty goods from this warehouse, and he guessed that I couldn't get in without a search warrant."

"I originally planned to provoke them and let them beat you up. I will enter the warehouse while the chaos is in trouble, but Bald Xiang will never let his subordinates get angry..."

Seeing that the school police were all looking at him with strange eyes, Lu Qichang spread his hands and said, "What are you doing? When I was a school police officer, my boss also used me like this. If you want to be a policeman, you must be mentally prepared."

What else can I say?

"Can't you apply for a search warrant?" someone asked.

Lu Qichang shook his head: "I just discovered this warehouse two days ago, but he didn't have the chance to get the photo evidence, so it's difficult to apply for a search warrant."

"Then we will force ourselves in because it is the police?"

"Not even possible. With our number, we might have to flee together before we break in. We have to be charged with illegally entering private places. These young and dandy boys are just defending themselves."

"And even if we successfully broke in and found the dirty goods inside, we could not be treated as evidence because there was no search warrant."

Lu Qichang sighed again: "Hey, the foreigners in the Department of Justice are all good at eating, they only know to add obstacles to us, and they have to talk about evidence and procedures in everything."

"Then why... forget it?"

Surprisingly, Lu Qichang did not pull out his pistol to hit the police officer who said this, but was seriously thinking about whether he should retreat.

But after struggling for a while, he shook his head flatly and said, "Tonight, the nigger can't get out of the warehouse. This is our only chance. Tomorrow they will transfer the dirty work in the warehouse."

"Well... Plan A is not good, but I still have Plan B. The other party is somewhat taboo about us. Bald Dingxiang doesn't want to have a dispute with us, so he won't let his subordinates get too close to us,"

Lu Qichang looked around and finally turned his eyes on Jiang Ming.

"Boy, can you dive?"

Jiang Ming nodded, and then he regretted it.
Chapter completed!