"Director." In the car, Zeng Xiangrong handed a lighter.

"Yeah." Zhuang Shikai raised Erlang's legs and held a cigar in between.

Guan Li and Huang Weiyao sat on the side.

This time, the Hong Kong Island Police Force came to New York to participate in the "International Security Forum" delegation.

The Commissioner of Police leads the team!

There is also an assistant director, two senior superintendents, ten operations inspectors, and ten elite police officers.

Not many people, but very sophisticated.

In particular, the inspectors, police officers, all of them can fight, and the hidden dragons and crouching tigers are all police officers who have received meritorious service and have received commendations!

Go out and mix on the international scene.

How can you support the scene without some people?

"Huh..." Zhuang Shikai spit out white mist while sitting in the car.

"Zizi."

The white driver lowered the window wittily.

The white mist was blowing in the wind.

Zeng Xiangrong asked worriedly: "Sir, is the behavior just now too arrogant and will it cause diplomatic conflict?"

"Mother Thulei!"

Zhuang Shikai pointed at his face with his thumb, and cursed confidently: "I am a police chief and drag him a little inspector, no!"

"Still afraid of causing a diplomatic conflict? Then let's not get confused!"

"It's him who should be afraid!"

Zhuang Shikai said angrily.

"Yes."

Zeng Xiangrong nodded in agreement: "Don't drag the little inspector to drag the President of the United States? It's unreasonable, you should drag the little inspector!"

"Hello there."

"Sir."

"I'm Carter!"

new York.

Manhattan.

Park Avenue Hotel.

Eight commercial vehicles were parked in the driveway of the hotel lobby, and a Chinese police officer opened the door, took out his luggage, and was about to get off.

A tall, thin, funny-looking black-skinned agent pushed the door and got out of the car, raised his hands, and handed out a business card.

He bowed to Sir Zhuang and said.

Standing among several senior police officers, Zhuang Shikai turned his head slightly in surprise, took the business card and cast a low glance: "Chris Carter?"

The black police officer gave a pleasing smile.

"Yes, sir."

"Just call me Carter."

It's okay for him not to laugh. When he smiles, there are only white teeth and pink gums...The rest of his body organs are integrated with the black hotel background wall.

"Your travel activities in New York are all arranged by me. I will pick you up on time and according to the meeting schedule. In addition, you can always find me if you have any questions." Carter laughed: "I am the best detective of the New York Police Department. member."

Zeng Xiangrong pulled at the corner of his mouth, spitting out in Chinese: "The best agent used to be a driver?"

At this moment, Carter answered in Chinese: "This is my respect for you."

"Got it." Zhuang Shikai grabbed his business card into his palm, nodded slightly, and turned around to lead someone into the hotel door.

...

"Chief Zhuang!"

"Long admired the name."

Hotel.

Sixteenth floor, executive suite.

Zeng Xiangrong just opened the door of the room for Sir Zhuang. In the room, in the lobby meeting area, a gentle-faced and elegant man in a suit stood up, drove forward, and extended his hand to greet him.

Zhuang Shikai also hurried forward and squeezed the opponent's hand forcefully, and exclaimed enthusiastically, "Ambassador Han, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Zhuang Shikai patted Ambassador Han on the shoulder, with a very cordial attitude, as if he was an old friend who had known each other for many years.

wrong.

In fact, they met for the first time, but the two heads of national departments, going abroad on behalf of the motherland and facing the world, have something in common.

What's more, being both Chinese and living in a foreign land is the power of the same camp!

Regardless of whether you are in the Mainland, Hong Kong Island, Taiwan Province, or whether you have an account at home that has not been settled.

Standing on the international stage, everyone has only one identity-Chinese!

The ambassador of the motherland in New York, "Mr. Han", heard that a delegation from Hong Kong Island was coming.

The team is led by the Hong Kong Island Police Commissioner.

I waited early to meet Mr. Director in the hotel room.

"sit!"

"Please sit down!"

Zhuang Shikai pointed his hand to the sofa.

Ambassador Han also raised his hand to ask.

Immediately, the two of them separated their palms appropriately, arranged their clothes, and sat on the sofas on both sides.

Zeng Xiangrong stood by and listened.

Huang Weiyao went to make tea.

Guan Li led a group of police officers to guard the door, fully guarded, while another group of police officers took out anti-eavesdropping tools in the room and inspected the room little by little to eliminate hidden dangers.

Next to Ambassador Han stood two "military attaches" from the embassies and consulates wearing suits and no military ranks!

The two want to sit down and talk.

...

Hong Kong Island.

Tsim Sha Tsui, the seaside.

A late-night snack stall made up of a few pieces of plastic cloth and a few wooden shelves.

Ma Jun adjusted his head, brought a bench, sat down, raised his right foot and stepped on the stool, raised his sleeves, revealing the blue dragon arm, raised his hand and picked up a toothpick on the table, threw it into his mouth, grabbed it, bit it Holding a toothpick, he yelled: "Boss, a bowl of wonton."

At this moment, Ma Jun's "Chief Inspector" was wearing a white undershirt, raised his sleeves, and opened his mouth with a blue dragon tattoo, wanting to bite people.

Among other things, just the dozen or so scars on his flowered arm, shit, no one believes he is a policeman!

"Prince", "Ge Ge", "Shi Ye Su", "Big Tou" and others wore all kinds of floral sweaters, suits, and dozens of young brothers with unruly faces and fierce expressions standing behind the round table, full of the stall right hand side.

Brother Zha was wearing a white suit with a cane in both hands, and his eyes slid across the crowd.

He didn't have the slightest suspicion in his eyes, he was just very upset with the other party's attitude. And this kind of discomfort is just a kind of "convinced" performance!

Just kidding, all the young and Dangerous clubs in Hong Kong are group performances by the police force. The police force wants to send people to act as undercover agents. Fuck, that is of course a true character, 100% realistic.

Even the "horse army" is a double bonus red stick from a crouching tiger background, like a young and Dangerous boss like a messenger! When Ma Jun decided to send an undercover agent to the joint, he deservedly played in person.

What's more exciting than being an undercover commander?

However, this is also a temporary scene, not a long-term undercover operation. As for how to act well as an undercover agent? The director's words you have to converge!

"Boss, your wonton." The stall owner brought a portion of wonton noodles.

Ma Jun bit his toothpick, raised his hand to pick up the chopsticks, and lowered his head to clamp the noodles.

"Tony" and "Ahu" stood beside the boss, behind them were a dozen Vietnamese helpers with short sleeves and brave expressions.

These swordsmen groups are all fierce men who have been carefully selected by the three brothers in the underground boxing ring in Vietnam and trained for many years. Not to the level of "double red stick", but he is also a strong man in the horse.

"Tony" and "Ahu" even learned kung fu with the "Boxing King" in the Vietnamese gang. Among them, Tony was the most talented and fiercely played. At the age of sixteen, he killed the "master" on the spot! From now on, it has never been abandoned, and the stronger it is! Ahu is less talented and less skilled. "Brother scum" uses two younger brothers, who have never learned kung fu since childhood.

At this time, Tony and Ahu both looked unhappy at Ma Jun, feeling that the other party was too arrogant. Brother Zha kneaded his cane in his palm, squinted his eyes to watch Ma Jun eat the noodles, and asked, "How much do Ma Jun want?"

The drugs of the three Vietnamese brothers have been spread out on the Hong Kong Island market.

It's normal for someone to come and look for goods.

Brother Zha is a business person, even if the buyer doesn't know him, he should always meet. However, now he completely trusts the buyer. And "Ge Ge", "Prince", "Shi Ye Su", "Big Head" and others are all his old acquaintances.

He has left Hong Kong Island for many years, knowing that Hong Kong Island is not easy to mix, and several major societies have suffered serious setbacks and have transformed themselves. I thought that some of the "Hongxing" and "He Liansheng" people went out to join forces with the "Majun" to do white powder business in private. Earlier, Ma Jun also asked Ge Ge, Prince Edward and others to come forward to contact, bought a batch of goods, and pretended to disperse. Use this to settle this matter.

Brother Zha, no matter how clever, would never think that all Hong Kong societies would come together to act with him... Hehe, where does the Hong Kong police use undercover agents now? It's a phone call. The undercover is specially used to pit outsiders.

"I'm here." Ma Jun took a mouthful of his face, and did not answer Brother Zha, who said in a deep voice: "I can use as much as you want! It is not an exaggeration. Now I am the biggest white powder dealer in Hong Kong. !"

"Hehe, the biggest white powder dealer." Ma Jun ate the noodles, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Don't say you are compared with the four major dealers, the Ni family alone is ten times better than you!!!"

Brother Zha was not angry at this time, but smiled and said, "This is different from the past."

"Yes." Ma Jun nodded, put down his chopsticks in agreement, and said aloud: "You also know that business on Hong Kong Island is not easy to do, but how can you not do business in a market as big as a white powder business?"

"Today you said that you are a big dealer, then I definitely can't talk about small business with you, otherwise I will lose my face?" Ma Jun raised his flowered arm and patted his cheek. Brother Zha smiled humbly and said: "Boss Ma Talk and laugh."

"50 million! I want 50 million Hong Kong dollars! Is there any!" Ma Jun's tone changed suddenly, his arm propped on the table, and he asked suddenly.

"Yes!" Brother Zha replied in a deep voice.

Before he explained the situation, Ma Jun rushed to say: "Send this batch directly to Thailand!"

"Oh? Boss Ma still has contacts in Thailand?" Brother Zha brightened his eyes and exhaled in his heart.

He just said, how can anyone dare to take 50 million goods on Hong Kong Island at once? Doesn't it mean that the Hong Kong Island police are ignored? He almost suspected that Ma Jun had a problem.

However, if it is sent to Thailand, everything can be explained clearly. If the Hong Kong Island market is not easy to do, then go to the Thai market, TMD, crazy enough! A great customer!

"Puff!" Ma Jun scolded, slapped on the table unsmilingly: "Push the street! You care if I have contacts, just take care of the delivery!"

"Okay~lightnovelpub.net~ I can send someone from Vietnam to Thailand, it is safe and convenient, 100% will not go wrong!" Brother Zha immediately raised his hand and promised. Tony and Ahu saw Ma Jun talking to the big guy like this, and their eyes immediately showed killing intent.

Brother Zha immediately added: "Besides, I promise! It will be cheaper than Thailand's "Eight-faced Buddha"!"

"Sneez!" Thailand, Golden Triangle, Awei stood in the stockade with his eldest brother to inspect the militia, and suddenly covered his mouth and sneezed.

"According to the rules..." Brother Zha rolled his eyes.

Ma Jun clapped his palms. Ge, Prince, Shiyesu, Datou, and the four each carried a black suitcase, stepped forward, and put the suitcase on the table with a hand shake, and opened the suitcase to reveal the whole inside. Neatly, piles of new Hong Kong dollars!

"A total of 25 million deposits, and the remaining half will be delivered to you in Thailand!" Ma Jun put down his right leg and looked straight ahead.

The Hong Kong Island Police is not short of money! What's more, money is a "prop" provided by the group performance company! Excluding the funds of the Hong Kong Island Police, it is easy for thieves to spend!

"Happy cooperation!" Brother Zha stretched out his arm towards Ma Jun.