The essence of drug trafficking is to risk your life!
Everyone is risking their lives to make money, and everyone is risking their lives to make money!
The "job training" drug dealers receive is to fight hard and fight the police at all costs.
The moment the police took action, the drug dealers immediately took up arms and exchanged fire with the police without any command, completely detonating a war in the factory.
By this time it was too late for Gandhi to speak.
Every drug dealer is carrying a gun and resisting.
no way.
The boss taught them.
The boss didn't teach them to give up resistance when Sir Zhuang shouted.
"Oh shit!"
Gandhi knelt on the ground shaking his head and cursing.
It was too late for him to stop him at this time.
After all, he knows how powerful he is, but that doesn't mean every younger brother knows it. What's more, the police caught him at the scene, and there was a large amount of drugs left at the scene.
Every time these young men were caught, they couldn't escape and went to work in Stanley's kilns. They couldn't get out every ten or eight years. How could they not resist?
Of course, whether they resist or not is not particularly important to the police force. At best, they can just change the way of handling it.
At this time, perhaps Gandhi stood up and shouted again. The police team had already carried out a group attack according to the predetermined plan, killing all the drug dealers. Moreover, they surrounded the Mazai drug dealers in the middle and attacked the front and rear gates at the same time.
"Click, click, click." There was a final burst of short gunshots.
Seeing the dead and injured everywhere and having no way out, the drug dealers threw away their firearms and squatted down with their heads in their hands: "I surrender!"
"I surrender!"
"Get down! Get down!" The police officers came forward with guns, first cleared the weapons on the ground, then kicked them over and tied them up without ceremony.
"Damn it! You dare to shoot and resist!" The police officers had a look of hatred on their faces and pressed their knees on Ma Zai's back, causing the drug dealer Ma Zai to feel pain all over his body and he suddenly let out a scream.
Chen Jiaju walked up to Gandhi and put handcuffs on him with a somewhat unhappy expression.
"Why don't you hold a gun to defend yourself?"
Chen Jiaju muttered in his heart.
"hey-hey."
Gandhi seemed to see through his heart, chuckled twice, and put on a cunning smile on his face, showing the astuteness and cunning of a drug dealer.
And now the other horses lie down.
Gandhi stood up from the ground.
Although they both had their hands tied, the scene looked a little strange at this moment.
The horses raised their heads and looked at the boss with strange eyes, as if they were asking the boss, why did you kneel down so early? We've all finished the fight, why don't you put up a fight!
Gandhi glared at them fiercely, clearly scolding all of them for being mentally retarded! I asked you to squat down and you still didn’t squat down! What to fight? So many people died, are you paying for the resettlement expenses?
After all, Ma Zai was just Ma Zai. Gandhi glared at them hard, and they could only lower their heads, not daring to argue with their elder brother.
The police planned this operation well-planned and achieved a complete victory. They killed more than 20 criminals, arrested more than a dozen criminals including Gandhi, and directly destroyed a drug warehouse in the Ni family.
Of course, due to the heavy firepower of the drug traffickers, six hundred rounds of ammunition were exchanged.
No one was killed on the police side, but there were several injured.
These are inevitable things, but the operation is still brilliant, and all the wounded are sent to the white car.
Soon, Chen Jiaju was escorting a group of criminals out of the factory, while other police officers were counting drugs inside.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai nodded after listening to Uncle Biao's report, and happened to see Chen Jiaju and Gandhi preparing to get into the car.
Although Gandhi buried his head deeply, he still recognized this bad guy at a glance.
He immediately pointed at Gandhi and shouted: "Jiaju!"
"How come this bad boy is still alive?"
Chen Jiaju immediately carried Gandhi to the front: "Sir!"
"He was the first to crouch down and surrender."
"There is really no reason to kill him!"
Obviously, in Zhuang Shikai's understanding, "Gandhi", as the leader of the Ni family, the eldest brother of this warehouse would definitely resist with a gun and be shot to death.
That's why he was surprised when he saw Gandhi.
Chen Jiaju's answer is also very embarrassing.
What? Surrendering so quickly? Shouldn't I come?
Zhuang Shikai looked at Gandhi with twitching corners of his mouth.
Gandhi quickly smiled and said: "Hehehe...Good afternoon, Mr. Zhuang!"
"good?"
"I feel bad!"
Zhuang Shikai glared at Gandhi. Gandhi, who had just been arrogant and domineering in front of Ma Zai, quickly lowered his head humbly, even more humbly than when Ma Zai faced him.
He couldn't help it, he immediately understood why Zhuang Sir was in a bad mood... He was afraid that Zhuang Sir would kill him on the spot just to make him feel better.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang doesn't like to step on the line when something is not necessary. He just waved his hand and said: "Take this bad guy back to the police station..."
“Hospitable!”
Zhuang Shikai deliberately emphasized the "good hospitality", and Chen Jiaju immediately agreed, while Gandhi was carried into the police car with a pale face.
His life at the Wan Chai Police Station was going to be very difficult. It was indeed very difficult for him, and it was so difficult that he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment that night.
Zhuang Shikai would not have the slightest sympathy for such a bad guy who had his goods robbed, his wife played with, and even burned to death.
Then Uncle Biao got the data and stepped forward to report: "Sir Zhuang, we have seized 1,300 kilograms of white powder, which is a huge amount."
Uncle Biao's tone of voice was not joyful, but rather heavy.
Zhuang Shikai sneered, held the car door and said, "Very huge?"
"This is just one month's supply for the Ni family! Is it big?"
"Fuck she's really big!"
"But it pales in comparison to the entire Ni family! If we don't destroy Ni Kun's large drug warehouse, this share will be made up in the blink of an eye!"
If you want to fight drugs, fight the Ni family! If you don’t fight the Ni family, it’s just a joke!
Destroy drugs! Then we must destroy the four major bankers together!
Otherwise, someone will always make up for it.
There is always someone whose business will become bigger.
Of course, if the Ni family and the four major bookmakers are eliminated, drug dealers will still start their business.
After all, what Lin Kun said is right.
Where there is demand there is supply!
Just destroying the Ni family and the four major bankers can have the same effect as destroying the four major associations. It can destroy their arrogance and destroy the groups that want to form an institution like them.
After all, it is easy for small traders to do business, but it is difficult to build a large group. After the four major bookmakers are defeated, as long as the police force does not provide the ground, it will be difficult for large groups to emerge, and the anti-drug campaign on Hong Kong Island will have significant effects.
After listening to Sir Zhuang's words, Uncle Biao clenched his fists and said, "We must kill the Ni family!"
"A system like the Ni family must have a big warehouse!"
"It's no use hitting their little warehouse!"
"We need to find the big warehouse!"
"That's right." Zhuang Shikai narrowed his eyes and nodded: "And this big warehouse is definitely extraordinary!"
"Knock it off."
"It means destroying the foundation of the Ni family."
At this time, the police force has undoubtedly found the key to defeating the Ni family, but there is still a long way to go before truly defeating the Ni family.
"Send a team to keep an eye on Ni Kun."
Zhuang Shikai preached aloud, then turned around and got into the car.
"Yes!" Uncle Biao responded softly, and then got into the passenger seat.
Police vehicles then evacuated the scene, taking away all the drugs and criminals at the scene, and sealing the seafood factory.
"Ding! Mission accomplished: Capture Gandhi!"
"Successfully capture Gandhi and gain 500 experience points."
…
That night.
Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the director's office, waiting for the final report on the case.
This time, Sir Zhuang did not go home early from get off work, but worked overtime with his colleagues conscientiously, keeping an eye on every step to defeat the Ni family.
"Sir Zhuang."
At this time, Zhou Huabiao opened the office door and placed a document on the desk.
Zhuang Shikai picked up the document and browsed it quietly. After ten minutes, he put it down and asked, "Gandhi didn't say anything?"
"right."
"Already sent to the hospital."
"Still didn't say anything."
Uncle Biao replied loudly.
Zhuang Shikai was not surprised by this.
I saw him put down the folder and said: "Then I won't ask."
"Ni Kun is not broken."
"He won't tell."
Obviously, although Gandhi was very weak, he was not stupid. He knew that there were two situations, one of which would only get a few punches, and the other of which would cost his life.
And where Ni Kun's prestige is, it can't be broken away by three punches and two kicks.
It seems that Gandhi has made the decision to live in prison, and Ni Kun probably won't treat him badly.
And if you want to ask Gandhi about the location of the large warehouse, the chance is extremely slim. First of all, Gandhi probably did not know the location of the big warehouse. Secondly, even if Gandhi knew that the big warehouse was there, he would not tell him even if he was killed.
There is no way, this kind of critical information can only be found by the police force themselves. If every drug dealer who is caught cooperates fully, then why do we have to sacrifice so many lives to fight against drugs? How can drugs be so difficult to fight?
The bones of drug dealers are often harder than those of Young and Dangerous boys! Very difficult!
Now the police can only prosecute Gandhi and others according to the procedures and hand them over to the law for trial.
"yes."
Uncle Biao was born and replied.
Zhuang Shikai immediately asked: "Where is Ni Kun?"
"Is there any movement from him?"
Zhuang Shikai tried to capture some clues from Ni Kun's reaction to plan further actions, but Zhou Huabiao simply said: "No."
"Ni Kun went to Tsim Sha Tsui's 'Hong Kong Folk Art Club' to participate in activities after dinner at home. He is still singing Cantonese opera in the association with a bunch of aunties and uncles. He has not come out yet."
"cut."
"When did this old fox become a fancier?"
Zhuang Shikai picked up his suit and said with a smile: "That's the time he was beaten by me."
"I didn't expect that after being beaten, I would behave like a boss."
"This guy is getting more and more difficult."
Zhuang Shikai put on his suit at this time, raised his watch and took a look at it and said: "I happen to be on my way to Tsim Sha Tsui, so I'll go and chat with Ni Kun and see how he sings the song."
Uncle Biao looked serious and said quickly: "I'll help you drive the car."
"Okay." Zhuang Shikai threw out a car key and the two of them walked out of the office. When they were in the corridor, Zhuang Shikai saw the busy guys and immediately clapped his hands and said as he walked: "It's almost time."
"Everyone gets off work first."
"Thank you, sir!" The guys who were working overtime responded quickly, with joy on their faces.
Zhuang Shikai didn't want any of his employees to die suddenly while working overtime.
right!
It’s okay to die in battle.
Sudden death will not do.
This is inhumane!
What's more, the work of the police force is already busy, so you can get off work as early as possible.
On the other hand, outside the Tsim Sha Tsui and Xiangjiang Folk Art Clubs, a group of Ni family leaders looked extremely ugly.
