"Here we come." Eight people lined up in a row, ready to stand at attention and salute, but were stopped by Zhuang Shikai's look.
"Well, there are envelopes on the table. Each of you should take one."
Zhuang Shikai walked in front of a row of people with his hands behind his back. After listening to the words, the eight people each stepped forward and reached out to pick up an envelope.
Inside the envelope was three months' salary advance, which was considered as activity funds for them. Otherwise, if the eight people start out and have not found a big brother, they will not be able to afford food even if they find money. It would be embarrassing for him to be the boss like this.
When Liang Xiaotang and the others touched the envelope, they knew what was inside.
Just listen to Zhuang Shikai continue to preach: "From now on, you will officially graduate from the police academy! I know that there are students from the third batch of you and students from the first batch, but that is not important. Now you are the number one in Operation Crouching Tiger." Stay undercover!"
"From today on, you can no longer wear police uniforms and call sir."
"You are young and Dangerous boys who are hated by people on the street. You are stinky hooligans who endanger social security."
Zhuang Shikai walked in front of eight people. All eight people held envelopes in their hands and placed them on their abdomens, listening to the superior's instructions with serious expressions.
After three days of confinement, these eight people had already lost some of the arrogance and childishness of the police academy students. Zhuang Shikai asked Kaohsiung to give them a warning, just to give them a little bitter experience.
Besides, how can we get anywhere after a few days of confinement? Next, when you go undercover in society, you will encounter more cruel and cruel torture. Now the expressions and attitudes of the eight people are somewhat interesting. yes
Zhuang Shikai stopped in front of Liang Xiaotang, stared at him and said loudly: "You! You are responsible for infiltrating the four major families of Chaozhou Porridge, starting with Ma Zaiqiang of Chaozhou Porridge."
"Yes." Liang Xiaotang responded.
He was first in line and the first to be called.
Zhuang Shikai then walked to the second, third, and fourth people.
"Lei Yaoyang, you are responsible for infiltrating the four major families "Agui" and find a way to follow his leader Ni Kun."
"Guan Li, you are responsible for infiltrating the four major families "Asen" and finding a way to keep up with his leader, Lin Kun."
"Zhang Lang, you are responsible for infiltrating the four major families, "Brother Sheng", and finding a way to keep up with his leader, Li Yunfei."
Zhuang Shikai first clicked on the four of them, and then said to the four people below: "Wu Zhixiong, you go to Hongxing! Wu Zhiwei, you go to Dongxing!"
"Ma Jun, you go to Zhongyixin! Cao Dahua, you go to Heliansheng!"
Zhuang Shikai thought about which club he should join before finally making his decision. He can guarantee that after the eight people enter the club, they will be like a fish in water, hehehe.
"Yes!" The eight people responded, each writing down which club they should join, and began to figure out which way would be better to join the club. No one is a fool. Everyone has a sharp mind and can figure out what to do next.
Zhuang Shikai was silent for a moment, then stood in front of the table at the entrance of the temple, clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head and said: "I bought a coffin for each of you in the memorial hall. If you want to contact me in the future, write a letter and deposit it in Tin Hau Temple. Just put it in the coffin."
"If you need to meet me in an emergency, just go to the A-goods factory and buy a bag and ask for limited edition mainland goods."
"Remember to mention that the leather is good, the design is beautiful, the price is excellent, in a word, it is beautiful."
"The store manager will not contact me without this sentence."
"The undercover diary should be written once a week and handed in once a year. It's up to you." Zhuang Shikai's voice was low and only his back was visible.
Whether it was the coffin or the message in the A-store, he had arranged it in the past few days. Of course, Ms. Cui didn't know the meaning of the oral message. He just lied to Ms. Cui that the product was really available in the factory, but the price was very high and it was not on the shelves. If anyone came to buy it, just call him.
Of course, Mrs. Cui listened to the big boss and took these instructions to heart. At the same time, the eight people also took notes carefully. After all, this is a life-saving thing.
As for the matter of buying a coffin, everyone now knows the risks of going undercover, and no one takes it to heart. Moreover, if the chief buys the coffin in advance, at least they will have a place to live after their death, which means the chief will not forget them.
It would be truly sad if there was no place to live even after death.
The incense in Tin Hau Temple was rising up into the sky. The eight people looked at the statue of Tin Hau in the Tin Hau Temple, and a sense of mission arose in their hearts.
They are not only striving for wealth and earning a salary, but also working hard for the entire Hong Kong society. In terms of contribution to society, they are many times better than the uniformed police officers on the street who only know how to collect money and take advantage.
Zhuang Shikai opened a bottle of white wine in front of the table, and the aroma of the wine wafted out. He poured it all over the table, then handed the white glasses to eight people one by one. Finally, he took a glass and stood in front of the eight people and spoke solemnly. Said: "The fortune teller told me that I will succeed in one battle and my bones will wither away, but I don't believe it. I think life and death must be determined by myself."
"Four words for you! Man can conquer heaven!"
"I wish you all the best in the club. Cheers, gentlemen!" Zhuang Shikai drank the white wine in his glass in one gulp.
The eight people raised their hands together, drank the wine in the cup, and finally revealed the bottom of the cup.
"Please!" Zhuang Shikai raised his wine glass high and suddenly smashed it on the ground. Bang bang bang, eight glasses fell down at random, and the sound of broken glass could be heard.
Then, eight people picked up their backpacks and envelopes and turned away, walking down the steps.
This time Uncle Jian did not send them off, and the eight big guys will officially embark on the club journey. I don’t know where they can go or how far they will achieve in the future.
But what is certain is that the Queen of Heaven has eight more loyal believers who will inevitably accompany them in the dark nights of suffering in the future.
"Thank you for your hard work, Queen of Heaven." Zhuang Shikai watched the eight people leave and said to himself, he also walked down the steps and left the Temple of Heaven in Uncle Jian's car.
The peace charm Ami gave him last time seems to have worked well. Zhuang Shikai has been safe and smooth so far, which also makes him have a good impression of Tin Hau Temple.
Therefore, the place to chat with the undercover was Tin Hau Temple, not Wong Tai Sin Temple, but a church.
By the way, you must not choose the church. In the church, there are gunfights every day. Occasionally, just donate some money and do charity. If you meet and chat in a church, you will be stabbed to death if you are not shot to death with a black gun.
Three hours later, in front of the Tin Hau Temple, temple workers who had already received tips were cleaning up the scene.
A short, fat, arrogant man led his men and stepped into the hall. He kowtowed to the Queen of Heaven and donated his merits. Then he came to the old blind fortune teller beside the door, picked up the lottery tube and shook out a lottery.
"Old sir, please help me."
The old blind man fumbled with his fortune-telling with his hands, and finally let out a long sigh: "Boss, your destiny is full of murderous intent. It is a destiny that will lead to the death of thousands of bones."
"Haha, one general can make a thousand bones wither."
The man sneered, turned and left the hall, while the man next to him put down a Hong Kong banknote to the old blind man.
Two hours later, a woman wearing a white suit, slanted bangs, hot red lips, and earrings walked into the temple.
After she led the people to worship the Queen of Heaven, she turned around and asked for a fortune stick as well. The old blind fortune teller fumbled with his fortune teller, and finally said: "Boss, your destiny is full of murderous intent. It is a destiny that will lead to success..."
