NFBE Chapter 1331 You want evidence? I'll give you evidence.
Chapter 1331 You want evidence? I'll give you evidence.
Early in the morning, the underground detention room of the police headquarters was packed with people behind the iron bars. They were all bosses of various gangs, including high-ranking officials, secretaries, and even a triad convention couldn't gather this many people.
Even Ni Kun and Jiang Xiang'an, who had never shown their faces before, were arrested. However, unlike the enraged crowd, the gang leaders were locked behind the same bars.
There are only two women here: Rose from the Vietnamese gang and Sister Xia from Portland Street.
Limpy Ho stood behind the railing, still in a helpless rage, shouting and yelling desperately, Rose said impatiently.
"Ah Hao, can you sit down and rest for a while? It's been four hours, you've been shouting for four hours? What's the use? Why don't you sit down and let's discuss what's going on?"
Xia Jie and Limpy Hao are sworn siblings. She went over and helped Limpy Hao sit down.
"Brother Hao, Rose is right. Let's analyze what's going on."
……
Outside Government House, Da Bao, dressed in a black suit, and Robert quietly watched the riot across the street, which had subsided. Today, no one was arrested; instead, the rioters were dispersed.
The ground was covered with traces of high-pressure water jets and items left behind by people participating in the celebration parade.
Robert asked cautiously.
"Sir, why aren't these rioters arrested today?"
Dabao shook his head.
“They were testing our limits today. Didn’t you see that those burning beer bottles weren’t just thrown around? They just set fire to all the wood and cardboard they had prepared beforehand.”
They didn't throw Molotov cocktails into the governor's mansion, and even if they were arrested now, it wouldn't make much difference. It seems that their organizers aren't very clever either, and could only come up with such a low-level trick.
Once they've gradually tested us and completely lowered their guard, we'll wipe them out in one fell swoop. Robert, your job is this: when I give you the evidence of the burned-down Governor's Mansion, you protest to Taiwan. If Taiwan doesn't give us satisfactory compensation, then we'll have to ask the Queen to intervene.
Robert asked excitedly.
"Sir, how much compensation do you think we should demand?"
Da Bao stroked his chin and said calmly.
"Fifty billion!"
"what?"
Robert was stunned. The adults actually dared to demand HK$5 billion in compensation? Was this a joke?
Da Bao walked to the car and said without turning his head.
"I'm talking about pounds, not a penny less."
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The underground detention cells at police headquarters have gradually filled with over three hundred people. The lowest-ranking among them are all gang leaders, and their former arrogance has long since vanished.
Some astute individuals have noticed that almost all the triad leaders in Hong Kong are here, except for one from Tung Hing.
Limpy Ho was still furious, waving his arms and shouting.
"Since I started out in the underworld, Ah Hao has risked his life to build this empire. To save Lei Luo, I even lost my mother, and now my leg is crippled. What am I afraid of? What kind of storms haven't I weathered?"
"Without me, what would you cops eat and drink? If you ask me, the Ma brothers, Brother Kun, Brother An, Rose, we should unite and tell these cops that Hong Kong is ours."
Ma Shih-hao jumped up and shouted loudly.
"Brother Hao is right. Over the years, we've been the ones paying out the money, while the cops have been collecting money while lying down. They pay for the usual fees, weddings, births, and so on. They even celebrated my birthday twice, calling it a tribute to my mother."
Damn it, these cops are treating us like pigs to be slaughtered. They'll wait until they've eaten and drunk all our flesh and blood before killing us with one blow.
I support Brother Hao. Let's fight them and show these cops what we're capable of.
The gang leaders all fell silent, not saying a word, except for Rose, who silently uttered, "Stupid dog!"
The gang leader, Honggun, and his advisor in the next cell all shouted in support of Limpy Ho's words.
Just then, the door opened and Piggy walked in, followed by several policemen. He pulled over a chair and sat down in front of the iron bars, with the policemen standing behind him.
Ma Shaolin's face darkened, and he immediately sensed something was wrong. Lei Luo was already dead. Even if Lei Luo were still alive, it was impossible for him to have these foreign police officers wearing inspector ranks standing behind him. What did that chubby guy do to deserve being served by these foreigners like a master?
Ma Shaolin glanced at Ni Kun, then at Jiang Xiang'an, both of whom wore serious expressions.
Limpy Ho was overjoyed when he saw Pig Oil Boy, and he quickly shouted.
"Fuck your mother! You little bastard, why are you only arriving now? Get me out of here right now. This place is so cold and damp, and my legs are killing me. I need to find a massage girl and give me a proper massage."
Piggy smiled and, with his arms crossed, spoke slowly and deliberately.
“Crippled Ho, you cripple, yes, back in Kowloon Walled City, you took Brother Lok from Stupid Biao, but did Brother Lok treat you badly? You were just a small-time hoodlum working in a casino, but in just a few years, you've become one of the four major families in Hong Kong's underworld.”
What are you dissatisfied with? Brother Luo is dead, and you didn't even offer him incense. Instead, you sent people to kidnap his children and seize his property. You ungrateful wretch! Anyone who wants to be brothers with you is truly unlucky.
Limpy Ho's face turned pale and then red, and he pointed at Pig Oil Boy and shouted loudly.
"No, no, no, you can't talk nonsense without evidence. When did I ever try to seize Brother Luo's property? You're framing me? You motherfucker, he's framing me..."
Not only the gang leaders, but even the short mules in the next few cells looked at him with disdain.
Piggy sneered.
"You want evidence? Then I'll give you evidence."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and two uniformed policemen brought in a mangled, bloody body and threw it at Piggy's feet. The man struggled to get up, but Piggy raised a leg, stepped on his head, and pressed it down.
"Crippled Ho, didn't you want evidence? Here's the evidence. Are you going to ask him, or am I going to ask him?"
Limpy Hao's face twitched, and he pursed his lips as he spoke.
"Who knows which Tom, Dick, or Harry this is? You can ask them if you want, I'm not asking."
Piggy loosened his grip, bent down, and said.
“Hey Amin, look at this. This is the boss you’re protecting. He can’t even recognize his own brothers and calls you some nobody. What do you have to say?”
For example, if you book five large jet boats with Big Fool in Sai Kung, saying that twelve mainlanders are going to disembark in Sai Kung tonight, can you tell me why these people are coming to Hong Kong?