Chapter 327 Underground Hong Kong Governor! ! !

Chapter 327 Underground Hong Kong Governor! ! !

Building stairwell.

"Are you sure you don't want to wear a hood?

"What to wear?!"

Fu Guang stared and shouted: "Aren't we shameless?!"

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, this guy received a solid punch in the lower abdomen. After the punch, Ah Xing followed up with a knee!

"puff"

Fu Guang spat out a mouthful of sour water in pain, and cursed at Chen Jiaju and others who were walking at the front: "Hey, you are blind, aren't you? This guy is abusing prisoners!"

"Damn! You still have the nerve to say that?!"

After hearing this, the brothers Axing immediately surrounded him on the steps, pointed at him and angrily shouted: "You are a scumbag. As a lay disciple of our Shaolin Temple, after learning martial arts, you did not think about how to promote Shaolin Kung Fu. Instead, you Are you going to be a thief?! Let’s beat him!”

Snapped!

"Axing is right! Even if the abbot is not here today, our brothers and sisters will whip you a few more times on his behalf!"

Looking at the dangerous eyes of these brothers, Fu Guang couldn't help but trembled: "Hey, don't mess around. Although I am a prisoner, I am also protected by the law."

"A few of you."

Chen Jiaju and Ma Jun frowned, and when they were about to go up to dissuade them, Zheng Jirong put their hands on their shoulders and pulled them away, "Hey, this is a family matter in the Shaolin Temple. Why are you meddling in it? Don't worry, I, the little ones, Brothers are all very measured in their attacks, so I just beat him to the point of being paralyzed."

"There are a large group of reporters outside right now. If they see us, it will have a bad impact on our police force."

Hearing what Chen Jiaju said, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but look sideways in surprise: "What? Listen to what you mean, is there still room for the image of your Hong Kong Island Police Force to decline?"

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Seeing the black lines on their faces, Zheng Jirong smiled and patted the two of them on the shoulders, turned to Ah Xing and others who were punching and kicking Fu Guang and said:

"Just hit him a few times to get the idea. When this guy enters Stanley, you will have plenty of opportunities to beat him up."

"Stanley?"

Ah Xing's lower leg raised high stopped instantly, "Brother Rong, wouldn't this guy be shot immediately after he was caught?"

Zheng Jirong shook his head and said helplessly: "Honestly, this guy has committed enough crimes to be shot a dozen times, but this is not the south. No matter how big the crime is on Hong Kong Island, the heaviest punishment is only life imprisonment. "

"Hahaha"

Hearing this, Fu Guang laughed with his head already bruised and swollen: "Did you hear that? It's not that simple to want me to die! Maybe I will live longer in prison than you all! Hahaha."

"Damn, you guys still dare to be arrogant, right?"

After Axing whipped him again in the lower abdomen, he suggested to Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, since this guy is going to be in prison for the rest of his life, let's just send him to the Shaolin Temple to sit there! The abbot is against confinement. This kind of thing is very well researched!”

Upon hearing his words, Fu Guang's originally rebellious face froze instantly, and cold sweat spread directly over his entire forehead!

"no!"

I don't know if he thought of some unbearable past, but Fu Guang's body swayed. He shouted with trembling lips: "I want to go to jail! I don't want to go back to Shaolin Temple! I won't go back! Just shoot me! Shoot me." Let me! I don’t want to go back to Shaolin...I don’t want to see the abbot.”

hiss.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Zheng Jirong couldn't help but smack his mouth twice in surprise when he saw that Fu Guang, who was originally full of arrogance, was so frightened that he would rather be shot than go back to Shaolin.

Why does the Shaolin Temple in this time and space feel so scary to people? He is obviously the leader of the righteous path, but why are the reactions of these Shaolin disciples when they mention the temple, each one more frightened than the other?

Outside the public housing building at this time.

The area around the cordon had been blocked by reporters and residents who had evacuated from the building. At a glance, it looked like there were thousands of people at least.

"Did you hear that just a few minutes ago, Mr. Zheng led a group of police officers in to negotiate with the gangsters."

"I saw it all with my own eyes. Mr. Zheng didn't bring any weapons. He just went in with his bare hands and didn't even wear a body armor!"

"Shouldn't this be a matter for the police? Why did Mr. Zheng go in?"

"I heard it was requested by the gangsters, saying that they wanted them to release the hostages unless Mr. Zheng was allowed to go in and talk to them in person."

"Tsk, tsk, Mr. Zheng is a good man. He would risk his life to save a few unrelated people."

"Of course, didn't you hear what the people over at Yau Tsim Mong said?"

"say what?"

"When Mr. Zheng comes, Hong Kong Island will be at peace; when Mr. Zheng comes, there will be blue sky!"

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Hearing the continuous praise of Zheng Jirong from the surrounding citizens and reporters, Brother Yi's brows, which were originally relieved because he successfully solved the robbers, couldn't help but frown slightly.

From the beginning to the end of this incident, the Hong Kong Island Police Force suffered the most, and the Hong Kong Island Police Force suffered the most serious losses.

But in the end, his reputation was taken away by a man from Zhen Guanxi. What the hell is this? !

But fortunately, although many police officers were killed and injured this time, no innocent citizens were injured.

Otherwise, if first there are military uniforms who kneel down to beg for mercy from gangsters, then there are police officers who use citizens to block bullets, and then in the end dozens of innocent hostages are killed or injured, then he, the police commissioner, will be done for.

Fortunately, although this Zhen Guanxi is a bit slow, it is still very reliable at critical moments.

"Come out! Mr. Zheng and the others are coming out!"

Hearing the shouts of the citizens, Brother Yi quickly raised his eyes and looked at the main entrance of the building.

Surrounded by several police officers, Zheng Jirong took the lead and walked at the forefront of the team. Behind him were the gray-faced gangsters wearing iron handcuffs.

After seeing this scene, the surrounding people cheered instantly, and the applause came one after another, forming a warm sea.

Media reporters also crossed the cordon and rushed forward. The cameras locked on Zheng Jirong and his party, capturing his every subtle expression and movement.

"Mr. Zheng! May I ask how you negotiated with the robbers after entering the building? Why did you deal with the robbers as soon as you entered the building and failed to capture them after dealing with the police for more than an hour?"

"I didn't deal with them, it was all the work of these police officers." Zheng Jirong waved his hand modestly and pushed Chen Jiaju and Ma Jun in front of the camera.

As far as he is concerned, he only needs to let the citizens know that this matter was resolved by his intervention. As for the show in front of the media, let them leave it to the police.

After all, he has done enough shows over the years.

"Mr. Zheng, wait a moment."

Just when he got in the car and was about to leave, Brother Yi came over with Li Wenbin and Liu Jiehui.

At this time, he had already sat in the car. Seeing that he had no intention of getting out of the car, the first brother could only bend down and stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. Zheng for your help, if it weren't for your friends, , the development of events may reach a point that no one can predict.”

"hehe."

Zheng Jirong smiled when he heard this. According to his original idea, when the police were helpless and the residents' lives were in danger, he would rush in with the Huasheng Guard employees to rescue the hostages and arrest the gangsters.

However, after getting to know the specific situation at the scene, he gave up the idea. After all, judging from the current situation, the reputation of the Royal Port Police has indeed been hit to the point where it can no longer hold its head high, but he wants to rely on this time. The incident forced Brother Yi to step down, but it was still not enough.

Unless dozens of citizens died directly in the building, but if that were the case, Zheng Jirong would have a hard time with his conscience. He had indeed killed many people since joining the high society, but he had never killed an innocent person by mistake.

So he directly revealed Asing's identity to Brother Yi and others, and made a plan to join forces with them to take down the robbers.

In this way, although the ultimate goal is not achieved, at least the result is still good.

"Speaking of which," Brother Yi looked at Ah Xing and others who were being interviewed by the media, and pointedly said: "Mr. Zheng, how can you, players with special skills, live in a place like public housing? With you Considering how generous your subordinates are, you will at least arrange a villa for them, right?"

"You're talking about this," Zheng Jirong said with a nonchalant smile: "I have arranged a good place for them, but although Ah Xing and the others are used to living a hard life, they have always adhered to the principle of self-reliance and are unwilling to accept it. , so let them live in public housing. Do you have any questions?"

".there is none left."

After Brother Yi was silent for a while, he shook his head. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and leave, Zheng Jirong took his hand and said calmly:

"Xiao Jiang, you have no problem, but I have something to trouble you with."

"Xiaojiang?!"

Brother Yi's face suddenly darkened when he heard this title. There are indeed a few privileged people in Hong Kong who call him a junior, but those people are already sixty or seventy years old. It doesn't matter if they call him Xiao Jiang, but Zhen Zhen Kansai

He looked at Zheng Jirong's face, which was younger than his son, and said angrily: "What's the matter?"

"Did you see that guy who was beaten with a bruised nose and face?" Zheng Jirong pointed at Fu Guang who was being escorted to the police car.

This guy is no longer as rebellious and domineering as before. Not only is his face swollen and his eyes are staring at the ground, but he is also muttering to himself, "Don't go back to Shaolin." "Don't see the abbot." It looks extremely miserable.

"After interrogating this guy, you secretly send him to me, and I will personally take him to the Shaolin Temple to atone for his sins."

"How does this work?"

Brother Yi immediately refused: "This Fu Guang is burdened with blood debts and is destined to spend the rest of his life in prison. Why send him to the Shaolin Temple? Can becoming a monk wash away his sins?"

"Believe me," Zheng Jirong clapped his hands and said sternly, "For him, being imprisoned in Shaolin is more uncomfortable than having him shot."

"Okay." After he finished speaking, without waiting for Brother Yi to agree, he gestured to Ah Miao and told him to close the car door. "This matter will only bother you, Xiaojiang. I won't disturb the finishing work of your police team." .”

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After they finished speaking, the silver Rolls-Royce drove slowly past them. When the residents of the surrounding buildings saw the only license plate No. 008 on Hong Kong Island, young and old alike, they all cast enthusiastic glances.

They gave a thumbs up to Zheng Jirong in the back seat and cheered each other. Everyone's face was filled with love and admiration. The title of "Mr. Zheng" echoed in the crowd, and there were endless applause and shouts.

It's like the sun is shining.

Brother Yi who saw this scene didn't know why, but suddenly such an idiom came into his mind.

If this development continues, this town of Guanxi will really become the underground governor of Hong Kong Island.

Brother Yi sighed softly. He was angry and had nowhere to vent. He immediately turned his head and glared at Liu Jiehui, pointed at his nose and cursed: "In the end, this matter is all your fault from beginning to end. If it weren't for your incompetent command, Fang, how come the police force’s losses are so heavy this time?!”

"Director, I."

"Shut up! Go back and write a report for me!"

Liu Jiehui breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. After working in the administrative system for so many years, he might not be as good as Li Wenbin and others when it comes to catching thieves, but when it comes to writing reports, only Yang Jinrong from the Ministry of Internal Affairs can compare with him.

It seems that there is no need to worry about being demoted.

"Also, three months of your salary will be deducted and a major demerit will be recorded."

Liu Jiehui's originally raised corners of his mouth suddenly fell back. It seemed that he no longer had to worry about promotion.

After Brother Yi vented his anger at him, he cut his hair and walked towards the media. The negative impact of this incident on their police force was really too great.

As the number one person in the police force, he has to go to the stage and say a few false and empty words.

As soon as he reached the media, more than a dozen microphones were shoved in front of him. Reporters were holding cameras or tape recorders, and each one rushed to ask questions.

"Director Jiang, as the Commissioner of the Hong Kong Island Police, this incident of gangsters robbing a cash transport truck and taking hostages was finally solved by Mr. Zheng of Huasheng Group. Do you have any thanks for this? I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Zheng." Said?"

"Mr. Commissioner, as far as our station knows, the police officer who took a citizen to protect himself from bullets is a member of the Shatin Crime Team. How will you deal with him in the future?"

"Director Jiang"

Listening to these reporters' questions, Brother Yi's originally unhappy face became even more ugly.

If I had known earlier, I would have asked Liu Jiehui to come over.

"For Mr. Zheng's words, I am definitely grateful. After all, he is an unrelated member of the public."

At this moment, the rear window of the Rolls-Royce that had already driven outside the warning line suddenly fell down, and Zheng Jirong's voice came loudly from inside,

"Xiao Jiang, the qualifiers for the Charity Poker King Competition will be held on my gambling boat tonight. Remember to go and cheer me up when the time comes."

After he finished speaking, the car drove away without waiting for his reply.

Before the black-haired brother could react, reporters around him rushed to ask: "Director Jiang, what did Mr. Zheng mean by calling you just now? Are you already so familiar with him?"

"I remember that after the last police chief retired, he took up the position of security director at a rich man's home. Director Jiang, did you also make such an agreement with Mr. Zheng?"

"I"