Hong Kong Comprehensive World Heroes Black Wind 247 Association Alliance "Achen."

"What do you think about the loss of a batch of goods this time?"

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Sandalwood is gone.

Ni Kun was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in a Tang suit, and asked with a purple clay pot between his palms.

In the room, I lighted a section of Ni Kun’s favorite Indian white sandalwood. Just take a small section of sandalwood and put it in the incense burner, and there will be a few smoke rising, the flavor is deep, and it makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Han Chen was sitting across from him. He just drank tea with a tea cup. Hearing Ni Kun’s question, he immediately put down the tea cup and replied aloud: “Uncle Kun, we have lost a batch of goods, and we can buy another batch of goods. "

"The ice in Los Angeles is not good, then continue to walk the white powder of the Golden Triangle."

"Although it hurts us to lose this batch of goods, the Ni family can't fall because of this size."

"The key is how to stabilize the next batch of goods."

Ni Kun nodded slightly, his face was thoughtful: "You are right, keep talking."

"it is good."

"I think the police force is no longer the police force it used to be. The relationship between it and our society has become the same. If we want to stay stable, we must unite, otherwise we will be defeated by the police."

"You must know that after the reorganization of the police force last year, it was no longer possible for both of us to sit down and drink tea together."

"It was Detective Zhuang who led the team to fight us today."

Han Chen spoke in an orderly manner, summing up in only one sentence.

Times have changed.

Societies must also unite!

Ni Kun's mind flashed across the Flying Tigers rushing out of the coast, and suddenly remembered the scene when Zhuang Shikai was a senior inspector.

He and people from the four major families and the four major societies all personally came to the scene and brought congratulations. But now? Detective Zhuang does not see them, Luo Ge flees, and the money empire loses its support.

No longer does the Hong Kong police dare to co-operate with associations openly. Instead, everyone in the Hong Kong police has to rely on cracking down on associations to get promoted to the top.

Because the police force has opened up the ascent of Chinese police officers, there is really no need for the Hong Kong police to cooperate with the community if they want to benefit.

Is it not good to be a celebrity when a policeman solves a case and does meritorious service, gets promoted and raises his salary? At that time, all kinds of legitimate means can be used to make money. Collecting black money is no longer an option for the police superstructure, and after the superstructure abandons this option, the Ma Zi below naturally has no ability to do it anymore.

The Chinese community always goes from top to bottom, and how to do things depends on the decision of the upper-level forces. And Zhuang Shikai has already made the choice of a smooth era, allowing the police force and the community to draw a clear line.

It's not that everyone has no money to make money, but just another way to make money. Even the salaries of ordinary police officers have been improved, and in general, it is not worse than the era of collecting black money.

Therefore, the police force and the community are already in the same position, not at the same time. Especially in the past six months, the police forces in various districts took action and clashed with the community again and again, which confirmed this situation even more.

"Ok."

"You make sense."

"We still have to talk about unity when we are a man and doing things."

"Back then, black and white united and cooperated. How quickly you can make money. Now that the white ones don’t take us to play, we must play with the black ones! Unite ourselves!"

Ni Kun took the purple clay pot, put the spout into his mouth, took a sip of tea and put down the spout.

"Next Friday, help me set up a table at Yong Kee Tea House. I want to convene the representatives of the three major families and the four major associations for a meeting, so that the hundreds of thousands of community members in Hong Kong will unite, and the police force will give us a bite of food. eat!"

"Puff." Ni Kun placed the purple sand pot next to the coffee table. In the name of the Ni family, he advertised hero posts, and he was about to convene the heroes of the rivers and lakes to hold a hero meeting.

"Yes, boss." Han Chen lowered his head, knowing that a brand new association of associations was about to be born under his own suggestion.

This association of associations may have differences and competition, but it has enough strength to divide the day and night on Hong Kong Island into two, occupying the world after 12 o'clock in the evening.

"Well, Ah Quan died today."

"You can hold the funeral for him as a junior... The things will help you. From now on, Aquan's white powder line in Thailand will be handed over to you."

"Help me deliver the goods back next month, it's done, you are the five good generals of my Ni family!"

There will be five people in Wuziliang, each of whom is a hall-master of the Ni family, and is responsible for a white powder line.

These five people are usually responsible for the main freight of the Ni family.

If it weren't for this, taking the "ice" this time would be a new route, and Ni Kun would not go out in person.

However, this time on the "ice", a "five good generals" was killed, leaving a place for the line.

Han Chen performed well again, no matter if he was loyal, or his brain, there was something remarkable.

So Ni Kun changed the opportunity to Han Chen, and by the way, let Han Chen take a trip. It was not only a test for Han Chen, but also a chance for Han Chen to be in the right position. By the way, it could also make up for part of the Huini family's loss.

This position is similar to the double bonus red stick in the club, and on the road, it is as famous as the Dongxing Five Tigers, which is equivalent to let Han Chen, the little leader seize the opportunity to soar into the sky.

"Thank you Uncle Kun." The short man Han Chen stood up excitedly and finally ushered in his early days.

At this time, a subordinate knocked on the door and preached: "Uncle Kun, Bing Empress and our brothers were all killed by the police."

"Yeah." Ni Kun nodded without changing his face, Han Chen suddenly felt that the lottery he had calculated in the Tianhou Temple was correct.

One will succeed in ossuary! One transaction is dozens of lives! How many people will die if I take up my post in the future!

However, Han Chen was not afraid. Instead, he raised his head with piercing eyes, longing for every challenge in life.

Fuck!

Young people are power!

...

the next day.

Flying Tigers station.

Commander's Office.

Zhuang Shikai took a document and came to the commander-in-chief. In front of Superintendent John, he handed him a report: "Sir! This is the report on the operation of the Flying Tigers yesterday!"

"I see." John pressed the report, his expression dull.

Yesterday's action, the Flying Tigers Chinese Gang did win a big victory, but all the ghost gangs in the Flying Tigers rushed to the street.

Now more than a dozen ghosts, Asan, are still lying in the hospital, some have not left the intensive ward, and some are in a coma.

It is almost certain.

This Flying Tigers team was completely abandoned.

How can you make John laugh?

Zhuang Shikai was not in a hurry or slow ~lightnovelpub.net~ said with a smile: "Sir, in a bad mood?"

"In the evening, let's go to the shooting club to play two? Today, the shooting club has a friendly match. The first place in the points has a prize of 300,000. Maybe a few shots will be in the mood?"

John raised his head to look at Zhuang Shikai, his uninteresting expression suddenly changed, the corner of his mouth involuntarily curved out, revealing a wretched smile and said: "Zhuang, why is there another friendly match?"

"Is there anything you need my help lately?" John was in a much better mood at this time, and his voice was softer, showing a naked philosophy of life.

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand and said: "Well, depending on what you said, the club often organizes friendly matches."

"This time it may be that their boss is in a good mood, so they just added a game."

"By the way, you can take a look at this report."