West District.

　　 breakfast.

　　 "goodbye, baby."

　　 An old apartment building with mottled walls and potted plants in front of the corridor windows.

　　 An inspector, dressed in a suit and a briefcase, stood in front of the door, hugged his wife in a nightdress at the door, gently put his hands on his wife’s waist, bowed his head and kissed his wife’s cheek.

　　 "Go, get to work." The wife was ruddy, and she lifted her husband's chin with her hand, and announced the beginning of a new day with a light kiss.

　　 "Papa." The wife patted the young man's **** with her hand. With only two taps, the young man twisted his butt, and his **** seemed to be stiff and sore.

　　 The young woman’s wife is happy with her brows, her eyes are satisfied, and she looks like she has just been moisturized.

　　 Many young couples always like to practice in the morning before going to work. It is said that it is more fun than at night.

　　 "You go to work, I will cook dinner and wait for you in the evening." The young woman patted the man's **** again, and the man finally put on the heel and left with the briefcase...

　　 The man walked down the old building along the stairs and stood on the side of the street. He planned to stop the minibus to Central and the Financial Secretary went to work.

　　 Seeing him poking his head and waiting quietly, it is no different from the 21st century inland migrant workers.

　　 The little young woman was standing outside the corridor, looking at her husband quietly, her eyes full of honey, like love.

　　 "Wow!"

"Wow!" At this moment, the doors of two vans on the street opened. A dozen men dressed in suits, fierce-looking, but elegantly dressed, stepped out of the car, stepped on unhurried steps, and approached the man in a chic posture. Surrounded by men.

　　 "Your name is Zhang Sheng?" Helian Entertainment, director of the film and television department, the "big head" stood in front of the man first.

　　 At this moment, he was touching his belly with his hand, chewing on a toothpick in his mouth, and constantly pulling his face full of flesh, and asked aggressively: "You went to check Streak Entertainment's account last night?"

　　 The belt on the waist of "Big Tou" is a hole made by a clothing store, and it can be inserted to the end, but it is still a little tight, and it takes a ball out of his stomach.

　　 The white shirt under the suit jacket has three buttons on the lower abdomen stretched out, revealing a few **** black hairs above the belly button.

　　The young inspector "Zhang Sheng" was full of fighting spirit and was about to start a new day of work. Unexpectedly, before boarding the bus, he would be blocked by a group of people.

　　 The wife in the corridor saw the scene downstairs, her pretty face showing tension.

　　 "Zhang Sheng" faced a group of people backing back again and again, swaying his hands and saying: "Big brother, big brothers have found the wrong person. I'm not Zhang Sheng, I'm Chen Guang."

　　 "Chen Guang?" The big head pulled out the toothpick from his mouth, took out a photo, and raised his hand to Zhang Sheng's face.

"Push on the street! Are we really blind? You don't go to Mong Kok to inquire about my big brother's name! When I was in my early years, you hadn't been circumcised!" The big head threw the toothpick on the ground and shouted, "Brother Guys! The copy guy killed him!"

　　 "Chang! Clang! Clang!" The dozens of Heliansheng brothers opened their suits, exposed the blades clamped in their belts, drew out the machete, and rushed to the front inspector.

　　 At this time, the inspector also knew that something was wrong, so he quickly fled...

　　 I saw the inspector holding a briefcase, holding the railing, turning over the hurdle, and hurriedly ran along the road ahead. The big head held the bar with both hands and raised his foot, his suit trousers stretched apart, and they were faintly about to break, but he didn't even lift half of his foot.

　　 In the end, the big head had no choice but to put down his legs and wave his hands, letting the brothers raise their machetes to divide into two teams and outflank the inspectors.

　　 In the end, the staff of Liansheng Entertainment blocked the target dozens of steps away, raised the machete, puff puff, chopped down the inspector, cut out more than a dozen knives, and chopped people down in a pool of blood.

"Huh, huh, huh..." The big head stood outside the crowd, panting, took his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, and yelled as he wiped his sweat: "Damn, I haven't led the team to hack people for a long time, so I let you run halfway. Street? It’s rusty, playing with female celebrities' hands is really rusty."

　　 "Not suitable for hacking people at all?" The big head raised his hand and made a grasping gesture, with a smile on his face.

　　……

　　 "Puff!"

Central.

　　 A bus.

　　 "Do you even check the accounts of our Hongxing Group?"

　　 "Is it true that no one knows the name of the twelfth staff of Hong Xing if you don't cut people for a few days?"

　　 At the four front positions of the bus, several men in jackets and sweatpants stood up, each holding a steel pipe with a bevel cut in each hand, and their eyes were viciously approaching a seat in the middle of the bus.

　　 The man in the suit in the middle seat showed fear, and quickly got up, leaning on the seat, holding the briefcase, and backing back again and again with a horrified expression.

　　 Finally, retreat to the back of the car.

　　Han Bin led the men and horses to continue to approach, and smashed the man to the ground with a stick. He cursed, "I tell you! Call me Benny Han Bin!"

　　 "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Han Bin led a group of people forward, and surrounded the man with a painful beating.

　　 On the bus, the citizens were panicked.

　　 "Squeak!" The bus driver hurriedly stopped the bus and parked the car on the side of the road.

　　 Han Bin glared at the man fiercely, "Puff", raised the steel pipe in his hand and gave it a hard blow. Using a bevel, he directly inserted the steel pipe into the man's arm, causing the man to hug his arm and let out a scream.

　　 "Withdraw!" Han Bin picked up the briefcase on the ground, scratched the man's eyes, turned and roared, then turned and got out of the car with the three brothers, and quickly disappeared into the street.

　　……

　　 "Your Financial Secretary and the Great Accounting Committee must prepare data and materials. A hearing will be held next Wednesday, and you will be able to publicly solicit tax advice on Friday."

　　 Taiping Mountain.

　　 villa.

　　 Prince Charles is wearing a suit, standing in the study, admiring an original "Van Gogh" painting, one of the world's famous paintings "Star Moon Night".

As one of Van Gogh’s masterpieces, Star Moon Night was born in a mental hospital in Saint-Rémy, France. It uses blue, yellow and black to depict the next village in a distorted way.

　　 This is the work of Van Gogh after his second mental breakdown, and it is also the world after the sublimation of art.

　　 Charles seems to be obsessed with this work, as if he can see another world through a distorted perspective.

　　 The Financial Secretary stood behind the carpet and bowed slightly: "His Royal Highness, there have been eight incidents of assaults on inspectors of the Tax Office today. Among them, the most seriously injured inspector was rescued by the ICU."

　　 "When these inspectors were injured and attacked, they lost some accounting documents, but the relevant documents were kept on file for backup, which would not have a sound impact on the work."

　　Reported by the Financial Secretary.

　　 Prince Charles held his chin, and nodded slightly: "Do a good job in the care of the attacked inspectors, after all, they are helping us..."

　　 "By the way, how long will it take to get the tax increase assessment report of the chief accountant "Phillips"?"

　　 "Report to your Highness, it will only take three days at the earliest." The Financial Secretary leaned gently and said.

　　 "Let the chief accountant hand over the assessment report to the second chief accountant'Batti Crouch" for calculation. "The watch on Prince Charles's hand is shining, and the diamonds on the dial seem to be like a nebula, reflecting the golden moon in the picture.

　　 "Hiss." The Financial Secretary took a deep breath and said aloud: "His Royal Highness, you mean...Chinese businessmen might attack the Association of Great Accountants?"

　　 Charles looked calm and preached: "The government's tax increase is the use of government authority, which is an internal affair, and even China has no right to intervene."

　　 "Although our tax increase will actually harm China's interests, we are in power on Hong Kong Island. Why do they give pointers to the economic and internal affairs?"

　　 "You know, we can finally admit the failure of the tax increase system in a few years, but we did not cause a loss of life to Hong Kong Island. Who dares to blame us?"

　　 If it weren’t for the strong backing of the police force of China Merchants Capital, China Merchants Capital would not even have the ability to resist. If the government exercises its rights, there may still be opportunities for planning and weighing within the relevant departments.

　　 The police force, as a violent organization, has nothing to do with the tax department. The tax department wants to increase taxes, and the Chinese want to stop it.

　　 The only way is to play a black hand!

　　Because of playing for nothing, the tax authorities will not care about the police. After all, Hong Kong Island Taxation is not even a disciplinary force. It is basically an administrative staff who eats imperial rations.

"I will add the Royal Special Situation Team to protect the two big accountants. At the hearing on Wednesday, I must get the complete tax increase materials and the tax increase data that convinces the community." Charles looked at the "Star Moon Night" and said .

　　 "Yes, Your Highness." The Financial Secretary bowed deeply and turned to leave.

　　 "He Liansheng and Hong Xing actually did it?" General Administration, Zhuang Shikai stood in the pantry, holding a cup of coffee, listening to Yuan Haoyun's report in front of him.

　　 Yuan Haoyun was wearing a suit and casual clothes, holding a spoon in his hand, gently shaking the coffee, and nodding: "Yes, there have been many cases of beheading people on the street, all of which are the hands of the two companies."

　　 Zhuang Shikai's face showed surprise, but there was some surprise in his heart: "Good job!"

　　 Even if He Liansheng and Hong Xing did not take the initiative, he planned to use the power of the two major societies to beat the drums to deter the British prince.

You know, although the associations have disappeared theoretically now, even if the companies formed by the two major associations enter the business world, their subordinates still have a hidden power, enough to come out and do something~lightnovelpub.net~ After all, tax increases are also necessary. Adding to the club, how reasonable is it to let the club come out for activities? Now the two major companies have taken the initiative to jump out, enough to shock the royal family.

　　 And as long as it doesn't make the matter big, dozens or hundreds of people will be caused. So the society still does not exist, and it does not affect the public order of the society at all, but there are dozens of small and small revenge and wounding cases.

　　 "Let's call Big Brother B and Jimmy Zai." Zhuang Shikai ordered in a flat tone.

　　 "Yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun nodded.

　　 "In addition, notify the Flying Tigers to prepare to do something." Zhuang Shikai preached.

　　 "yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun responded loudly, and then asked: "Public and private matters? How do I tell Sir Zhou?"

　　 Zhuang Shikai glared at him: "Use the name of official business to do private affairs, just talk about me!"

　　Police! I am indeed ready to play the black hand!

　　The only way to solve the tax increase is because the black hand shot and killed the people of the Association of CPAs and snatched the relevant data.

　　……

　　 "His Royal Highness, the Royal Special Affairs Team will report to you!" On the same day, a man in a suit, with a small head, and a capable look, with a pen on his chest, came to Taiping Mountain, the Prince's Palace.

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