Three days later, there was an intersection.
It was dark, the stars were dim, and the sea breeze from Hong Kong hurt my skin.
Chen Yongren's arrogant yellow hair was messy and messy. He leaned against the wall and typed on his mobile phone.
Two beeps.
On the narrow screen of the phone, the text that the message had been sent successfully popped up.
"call….."
Chen Yongren breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he put his phone in his pocket, the iron door next to him was pushed open.
"Aren, don't act like a bastard here, the girl you just called is here." Shaqiang's face was red, it was obvious that he had just drank a lot of wine, and behind him was the loud music in the bar.
"Here you go, Brother Qiang." Chen Yongren smiled, put his arm on Sha Qiang's shoulder, and walked to the bar. Soon a pretty blonde girl came up to him and put her hand around his waist.
Silly Qiang realized that this girl had a very attractive figure. He groaned, reached down and touched a handful, then put it back to his nose and smelled it. He said disgustedly: "Why is it so fishy? I didn't take a shower before going to work."
"Brother Qiang, what are you talking about?"
The pretty girl didn't look very good, she rolled her eyes at Shaqiang, turned around and walked to the private room, not intending to take Shaqiang's business. You know, she came back to deal with a young boy like Chen Yongren and to deal with that bumpkin Shaqiang?
But Shaqiang seemed to want to send her away first. After seeing her leave, he whispered in Chen Yongren's ear: "It's a big business that starts tonight. I heard that it was arranged by Mr. Ni. Let's behave beautifully so as not to embarrass Brother Chen."
"knew."
Chen Yongren responded casually, and the colorful lights of the bar hit his face, making it difficult to see his true expression.
The brothers who were waiting for work to start would each pick a girl in the box and relax first before actually getting ready to do the work.
At the same time, Huang Zhicheng had just packed his things and was getting ready to get off work. Unexpectedly, a short text message notification suddenly came from his desk.
He hung his coat in one hand and opened the desk drawer with the other. I saw three or five mobile phones of different models placed in the corner of the drawer.
I looked at two mobile phones in a row and found that I didn't find the right one.
He couldn't help but start cursing: "Which bastard sent me a message at this time?"
But when he took out Chen Yongren's cell phone and saw the unread text messages on it, the expression on his face suddenly changed.
"One o'clock in the morning, Tuen Mun, unfinished building."
After reading the message, Huang Zhicheng put his cell phone in his pocket, opened the office door, and shouted to the workers outside: "There is an action tonight, everyone will work overtime. I will give you twenty minutes to eat, and you will go to the conference room immediately after eating."
"Yes, sir."
The police officers of the anti-gang group rarely encountered such a situation where they felt like facing a powerful enemy, and they immediately knew that something was going on.
They immediately put down their bags and clothes and responded in unison to Huang Zhicheng.
After closing the office door, Huang Zhicheng immediately called the Western District Police Station.
Li Shaoze took the phone from the clerk with a look of confusion on his face: "Sir Huang, what's wrong?"
"According to the tip, there was an operation in the Ni family at night, and I need the help of the crime team."
"OK."
When Li Shaoze heard the word "information report", his eyes immediately lit up.
Okay, little brother, the cooperation intention just reached over dinner a few days ago will be acted upon today? And as expected, it was probably "Chen Yongren" who leaked the information, which is much more reliable than ordinary informants.
Soon, Li Shaoze called all the troops and drove to the Kowloon Police Station.
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Inside the police station, conference room.
The originally wider conference room was packed to the brim with hundreds of workers.
The waiter in Kowloon didn't mean to be a guest at all, and because he arrived early, everyone had a seat. The guys in the West End can only hold meetings standing up.
Lu Qichang, Huang Zhicheng, and Li Shaoze were all present. However, the command of this operation was temporarily handed over to Huang Zhicheng. Huang Zhicheng was seen standing on the podium holding a document and assigning operational tasks.
"The target transaction time was in the early morning, and the location was in Tuen Mun. According to the tip, it was an unfinished building."
"There are not many buildings in Tuen Mun and they are in the early stages of development. There are only four unfinished buildings that have not been completed and have stopped construction. Therefore, for this operation, we will be divided into four teams to carry out the operation at the same time."
"Sir Lu is team A, and I will lead team B. Sir Li from the West District will lead team C, and Sir Chen will lead team D. Is that okay?"
Since he received the notice before the operation, Li Shaoze knew that this was a big move and was afraid of insufficient manpower, so he brought the entire group with him. Chen Jiaju was also present at this time, with just enough manpower.
Several people sitting on the chairs heard this arrangement and all nodded in agreement.
Huang Zhicheng then continued: "The seller of this operation is Han Chen. It may be related to the Ni family's big move. Now everyone, please hand over your communication tools."
"Go to the gun room to collect equipment in five minutes. Arrive at the location early. Remember to be careful."
"Yes, sir."
The colleagues in the anti-gang group were a little nervous and responded in unison. Everyone began to line up and one by one threw their cell phones into the basket. After they were handed in, the administrative police officers took care of them.
As for the communication tool, it was replaced by a walkie-talkie used within the police station.
After seeing Li Shaoze nodding, the Western District Serious Case officer also stepped forward to hand over the communication tool.
However, when they set off, they had already collected their equipment in the West District and were fully armed and ready. Wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a gun in his hand, he didn't feel panic at all.
When everything was ready, police cars set off from the police station in batches and rushed to their target locations.
At the same time, Chen Yongren had just finished dressing and walked out of the room. When he returned to the box in the singing room, he found that the music had been turned off. Han Chen sat in the middle of the sofa, with a row of boys standing in front of him.
Sha Qiang was also standing inside. Seeing Chen Yongren who had arrived late, he quickly winked: "Ah Ren, you are the only one missing."
Chen Yongren nodded towards Han Chen and stood next to Shaqiang.
"Is everyone here?"
With a smile on his face, Han Chen pinched the cigar out of his hand and took out a cardboard box from the side: "Mobile phone, turn it off and put everything in it."
"Yes, Brother Chen."
Everyone present knows that this is the rule before doing anything. They all obediently took out their things from their pockets and threw them into the carton one by one.
After everything was collected, Han Chen handed the carton to Ma Zai next to him: "Sell them all to the second-hand market."
"Okay, Brother Chen."
Ma Zai took the carton and left with the things. Without any instructions, another horse boy immediately came forward to search everyone, carefully touching everyone in order to avoid any hidden things.
Han Chen gently turned the gold ring on his hand. After Ma Zai finished searching him and indicated that there was no problem, he patted his thigh and said, "Let's go and do something."
As he stood up, the gang also followed him out of the box, walked from the back door to the alley, and got into two vans.
Han Chen sat in the passenger seat and looked in the rearview mirror. His confidants distributed the pistol ammunition one by one and asked Chen Yongren: "Aren, are you afraid?"
Chen Yongren loaded the magazine, pulled the barrel of the gun, listened to the crisp sound, nodded steadily and said: "I'm not afraid."
"Okay, he is a hero who is not afraid of danger." Han Chen smiled, closed his eyes and began to rest.
