"rose?"

"The one who used to be on Hong Kong Island?" The short man squinted his eyes, spit out a puff of smoke, and laughed.

It's not that he doesn't know Rose's name.

It's not that I don't know the origin of the Vietnamese gang.

The Vietnamese helper Ma knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Our eldest sister is one of the former four big bookmakers on Hong Kong Island! Rose! What can you talk to our eldest sister! You are embarrassed and we will not end well!"

"We have a big boss behind our Vietnamese gang!"

"I suggest you let me go! Let's talk about it!"

Vietnam helped Ma Zai shout loudly.

He was already sweating profusely.

And behind him are more than a dozen Vietnamese brothers hanging in the air...

I can tell.

This guy who was kneeling on the ground was still a boss, the leader of the gang sent to Macau to do things, but he didn't know who had offended him, and the whole group was knocked out.

I saw more than a dozen naked boys hanging in the air, all of them **** with twine and hung high on the roof. All of them were covered with various knife wounds and stick wounds, bruised on the edge of the knife, dripping with blood dripping, and hanging their heads half alive. The facial features and faces were also beaten. There was no way to tell who was who. Almost all. about to die.

On the contrary, it was the leader of Ma Tsai, who was kneeling on the ground and speaking. It may be because the other party wanted to ask questions. Although there were signs of beatings on his face, he was at least human-like. He was able to speak soberly and report his name for the other party to consider. .

But the short man sitting in the chair didn't look at all thinking or fear.

When he heard the names of "Rose" and "Four Market Makers", he smiled at the corner of his mouth, stood up step by step, walked to the leader of the Vietnamese gang, squatted down, raised his chin, and stared at the leader of the Vietnamese gang. Preaching: "Talk? What can I talk about?"

"Haojiang!"

"I mean it!"

"Do whatever you want, do whatever you want!"

"Cut, the big four dealers? An outdated old antique, bitch, what qualifications does he have to take gambling?"

"Wow!" The short man shook his wrist vigorously, and directly threw the leader of the Vietnamese gang to the ground.

The leader of the Vietnamese gang himself knelt on the ground, his chin was pinched, and his body became somewhat imbalanced.

After falling to the ground, he only heard him yelling: "We have a big boss in Vietnam! A big boss you can't afford!"

"Haojiang has no one I can't afford!" The short man stood up and stretched out his palm to the horse next to him. A man in black shirt named "Jieshiwei" immediately handed a pistol to his elder brother.

"Kacha!" Brother Haojiang pulled the bolt, bang bang, and fired three shots at the Vietnamese boy on the ground, directly killing the Vietnamese boy on the spot.

Then he dropped the pistol and preached: "Kill it all!"

"Feed the fish tonight!"

"Choke!" Cai Shiwei pulled out a fish knife with a scabbard from his waist, dropped the scabbard on the ground with his hand, and walked to a hanging Vietnamese gang boy.

"Choke! Choke! Choke!" At the same time, dozens of Haojiang Gang Ma Zai who stood nearby pulled out fish knives and walked to the Vietnamese Gang with ferocious expressions...

"Puff!" The end of the market stabbed the Vietnamese boy's chest with a knife, and immediately pushed the knife down to directly pierce the Vietnamese boy's stomach. All kinds of dirty blood, intestines and other organs were directly exploded.

He is completely killing people with fish-killing methods!

"Puffpuffpuff!" The other little brothers also used exactly the same killing technique.

The scene instantly became extremely cool and bloody!

And the smell is pervasive!

Like a fish market!

The Vietnamese brothers who had been hanging in the air were all dead immediately, all of them became weak and their bodies slumped in the air.

It is no different from a dead fish tied with a straw rope!

And the big foreheads, short chins, flat noses, and dark-skinned Vietnamese gangsters.

They have the characteristics of Southeast Asians.

This is very different from the Ma Tsai of the Haojiang Gang.

Because the members of the Haojiang Gang grew up in Macau or the surrounding islands and villages, although all of them are thin and dry, but their noses are tall, mostly with Chinese characters and oval faces.

This is not related to the distribution of regional habits, but also to geopolitics. After all, although the Ma Tsai of the Vietnamese gang are all Chinese, many young people’s mothers are Vietnamese women, and they have lived in the Vietnamese gang for a long time, so their habits and appearance will naturally change.

On the other hand, the people of the Haojiang Gang lived by the sea for a long time and were proficient in water. Their families mostly fished. Macau was still a colony and was influenced by the Spanish. The characteristics of both are very obvious.

"Go!" Brother Haojiang took a deep breath, as if he was accustomed to the smell of blood, even a little nostalgic and affectionate.

When I was young.

His fish-killing stalls all have this taste...

I saw him wave his hand, Dang Even walked out of the warehouse with his men and horses.

Cai Shiwei followed behind him.

A large group of horses followed closely behind.

A group of people left unloaded the carcasses and prepared to feed the fish.

The sea breeze from Macau is blowing head-on.

Can't blow away the smell of blood.

Instead, it makes the smell of wind stronger.

And the market is Wei! A tall and thin man with deep sunken eyes and sharp eyes! The second person of the Haojiang Gang! Known for being smart and capable! Brother Beng Yaju!

Collapse! That short stature, big brother Hao Jiang with a cigarette in his mouth and wearing a striped shirt! The number one person in the Haojiang Gang! Founded the Haojiang Gang two years ago! Ruthless, the first person in the Macau community!

Macau is not as vast as Hong Kong Island. It can feed several societies. After years of fighting, one fight lasts for more than ten years or decades.

Macau is just a small island, so it can only raise a large community. Two years from being in position to being in position is enough, and you can be the first!

Let alone compare with the Mainland, Taiwan Island, Golden Triangle and other places.

And in terms of all kinds of business, Macau is no better than Hong Kong Island.

After all, the population is limited...Selling fans, smuggling can't even earn postage! There are only two things that can really make money, the same is arms, the same is casino!

As an Asian arms transfer station in Macau, the arms business has always been in the hands of "Qi Ma".

Beng Yaju has a good relationship with "Qi Ma".

Will not move the business of "Qi Ma".

Now that the Haojiang Gang is growing, it urgently needs to open up new financial avenues to support the development of the entire gang and continue to grow.

Beng Yaju is eyeing another most profitable business-casino!

Or it's gambling!

A license to open a new casino!

Work for Mr. He’s casino, as a security guard, and ashamed to feed fish. How can you open a casino and make money fast? So Beng Yaju focused on the "gambling card" issued by the Macau government this year, and attacking Vietnam to help only clear the opponent. As for who to support the opponent, how strong is it? Beng Yaju is not very clear...

He only knows that Macau has the biggest broken tooth!

......

"Ahem."

Beng Yaju drove the Toyota back home, took the water glass from Ma Zai next to him, and cleared his throat with a drink.

Immediately, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

Toot toot.

After the call is connected.

He said aloud: "A Yao."

"I have already dealt with the people of the Vietnam Gang."

The phone rang the voice of the sister-in-law "Ding Yao" of the Sanlian Gang.

"Brother Ju."

"Thank you."

"I will follow the agreement, half of you and half of me."

"Equally divide the gambling!"

The so-called "equal gambling" is naturally a joint venture to open a casino, where the two hold half of the shares and equally divide the casino revenue.

There is only one real gambling card.

"it is good."

"I believe you."

"When will you come over to accompany me?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Beng Yaju's mouth.

The smile was a little rippling.

Ding Yao stretched her voice, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Brother Ju...you know...that old man Lei Gong simply doesn't satisfy me enough, and I really want to see you soon..."

"But there have been a lot of things in Taiwan recently..."

"I also accompany Lei Gong to worship the ancestors..."

Beng Yaju's tone sank and said: "Okay!"

"Go with Lei Gong!"

"Wait for me to win the gambling card! You have to accompany me every day in Macau, handling business for the Sanlian Gang every day, I want to sleep with you every day! Sleep with you when Lei Gong calls you!"

"Tick." Ding Yao hung up, leaving only one last sentence: "I'm waiting for you..."

"It's so showy!"

"I just like women who show off!" Beng Yaju hung up the phone and took another cigarette with a fierce look in his eyes.

A gambling card.

Involving hundreds of millions of benefits.

Vietnam Gang! big boss! Triple Gang! Haojiang Gang!

Haojiang is up!

Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan together!

...

Three days later.

General Administration.

Zhuang Shikai came to the basement floor with a cup of coffee.

"Zhuang Sir?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Zeng Xiangrong raised his head and asked.

The poor office area of ​​the Ministry of Internal Affairs is located on the first floor of the basement, which can be called the lowest office in the entire police station.

Of course, this is not deliberately embarrassing the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but the laundry room, parking spaces and other facilities, most of which are set up in the basement.

The office area of ​​the Ministry of Internal Affairs is located on the basement floor for more convenient office work.

And Zeng Xiangrong as the chief inspector of the Ministry of Interior.

There is great priority for the affairs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Therefore, his desk is very conspicuous, in the largest and quietest part of the office area.

Just a dignified chief inspector sitting on the bench in the Ministry of Internal Affairs will feel sad and miserable no matter what.

What's more, the days when you go to get off work on time every day, read newspapers and listen to the radio.

It's really unaccustomed!

Zhuang Shikai is in a straight suit, holding a coffee cup and a document in his hand.

He was discovered by Zeng Xiangrong as soon as he entered the office area.

Zeng Xiangrong immediately got up with excitement and greeted the officer.

After all, the Zhuang family recently Lien Chan and the victory, when the Lu family was unable to stand up, Lu Minghua resigned on his own initiative. Now that Sir Zhuang is here, is he going to fish him out?

Zeng Xiangrong is not a guy who wants to eat and wait to die! He really wants to go back to the action department to make contributions!

But Sir Zhuang pretended to preach: "Yes! Coffee has just been spilled on the suit~lightnovelpub.net~ I want you to wash your shirt!"

"Uh……"

"Hand over the washing to the inspector in the laundry room next door."

"Fill out a form."

"I'm not in charge of washing clothes!" Zeng Xiangrong said that he is a chief inspector at any rate, even if he sits on a cold bench, he is also a chief inspector. How can the chief inspector go to wash clothes?

When he heard that Sir Zhuang had not come to fish him out, but had made a special trip to find the shirt, his expression was stagnant, and he felt aggrieved at home.

The excitement expression also eased, his expression still a little disappointed, and his tone full of embarrassment.

Zhuang Shikai looked at him with his coffee and asked, "What?"

"Unhappy?"