Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Welcome Chief Superintendent Charles! Welcome!"

Chen Zhichao took the lead in laughing and applauding Charles.

The others came to their senses and applauded without hesitation!

clap clap clap!

Suddenly, the entire conference room burst into applause!

Charles is tall, blond and blue-eyed. He doesn't look like the average weak English guy. His appearance is extremely sturdy, and his face is also sculpted. Heartbreaking!

"Inspector Lei, everyone is applauding, why don't you applaud?" Charles spoke fluent Cantonese!

This is a China pass!

The thought came to Lai Luo's mind for the first time.

Lai Luo smiled, then applauded gently: "Welcome Chief Superintendent Charles!"

"Tsk tsk!" Charles walked to Laylo's side, leaned over, and leaned beside Laylo: "How welcome are you to me?"

Lai Luo calmly said, "Of course you are very welcome!"

"Really?" Charles stood up straight and puffed out his chest, because he was tall, looking down at Laidlaw at the moment, looking extremely arrogant.

"But why can't I see it? Also, how did I hear that you were going to share my money?"

Charles spoke, walked up to Lard Boy, stretched out his hand and pulled the account book in Lard Boy's hand, glanced contemptuously, threw it on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and spat on the ground again, and then he turned his hands behind his back. Walking in front of Lei Luo, he stared at Lei Luo with a defiant expression and said, "See clearly, the above did give you my 180,000 yuan! What does this mean?"

As Charles's voice landed, more than 20 explosion-proof policemen took three steps forward together, enclosing Laylo in the center in a semi-encircling posture!

Those people arranged by Laylo saw Charles' posture, and they didn't care much, and they all stood up, but they were weak - there were only seventeen or eighteen people in total, and the equipment was very simple. Most of them were plainclothes agents!

Laylo's forehead oozes cold sweat.

At this time, the lard boy who was most loyal to him stood up, stepped forward with a smile, and bowed to Charles: "I'm sorry, sir! I made a mistake! I made a mistake in that money! Damn me! I'm a bastard! Please forgive me a lot, my lord!"

Charles smiled, his eyes shifted from Laidlaw to Lard Boy.

The lard boy was hairy all over his body under the stares of Charles, but he stood firm, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and made a low-pitched gesture.

"Oh, so you made a mistake!"

"Yeah! Yes! I made a mistake! The money should be yours! I counted it as Brother Luo's! Look at me, I'm too old to use my brain! Please be merciful, sir, Let me go!" The lard boy nodded and bowed his head in a pleasing manner.

Charles put his hands behind his back, nodded, and then ordered Lard Boy: "Take off your glasses!"

"Uh, what?" The lard boy was stunned for a moment, then he quickly reached out and took off the reading glasses that he put on the bridge of his nose, folded them and put them in his pocket, and said with a smirk, "It turns out that the officer doesn't like people wearing glasses, then I will Don't wear it!"

Before the lard boy finished speaking, Charles slapped the lard boy in the face with a backhand slap!

The sound is crisp and loud!

Let Lai Luo, Chen Zhichao and others feel a lot of pain!

"Crack!" Charles finished his backhand and slapped his forehand again!

After the two slaps, the lard boy's cheeks were already high and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Charles still had a smile on his face, and asked Lard Boy with his hands behind his back, "Does it hurt?"

The lard boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tried his best to squeeze out a smile again, nodded and said, "It doesn't hurt! Sir, you played well! Haha!"

"Really? Then you don't like being beaten by me?"

"Me? I like it!"

"That's good!" Charles raised his hand to the back, and an explosion-proof policeman came up.

Charles pointed at Lard Boy and instructed the policeman, "Hit him!"

"As ordered! Sir!"

The explosion-proof policeman stepped forward, and just as he was about to put down his weapon and use his hand to smoke the lard boy, Charles Shi said, "Idiot! Use a baton! He likes to be beaten!"

The riot police were stunned for a moment, then took out the baton attached to their waist and slammed the lard boy over his head and face!

The lard boy squatted on the ground with his arms in his arms, and was beaten with a thud, but he still shouted: "It's cool! It's a great fight! Thank you sir!"

The people around look at it with emotion!

Who is the lard boy?

The red man in front of Lai Luo!

His henchman!

But such a person is being beaten in front of everyone at this moment!

Lei Luo's eyes were splitting, his fists clenched tightly!

Yan Xiong, Han Sen, Lan Gang and the others watched the lard boy being beaten to the death and couldn't bear to watch it!

Chen Zhichao's expression was calm, but his eyes were flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's cool! It's really cool!" The lard boy was beaten to pieces and collapsed to the ground!

The explosion-proof policeman was holding a blood-stained baton. He glanced back at Charles and asked if he wanted to be beaten. Seeing that the lard boy was getting old, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death if he couldn't stand it!

Charles smiled, walked over, squatted down and looked at the bruised lard boy, grabbed his hair with his hands, made the lard boy look up at him, and said with a smile, "Now, you don't want to tell the truth. ?"

The lard boy shook his head and spit out a mouthful of blood weakly: "I made a mistake! It has nothing to do with Brother Luo!"

Charles nodded, released the lard boy, and ordered the explosion-proof police: "Go on!"

The riot police nodded, then raised their baton and hit the lard boy with a stick!

Bang!

The lard boy spurted blood, and three or four teeth were pulled out!

The timid ones at the scene couldn't help but scream.

The lard boy fell directly to the ground, his eyes were swollen to a seam, his lips were squirming with blood in his mouth, and he listened carefully, but it was: "It's cool, really... cool!"

Explosion-proof police can no longer do it!

Fight again! The lard boy is sure to die!

Charles indifferently looked at the lard boy lying on the ground like a dead dog~www.wuxiamtl.com~ reached out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his head and smiled at Lai Luo: "Congratulations, Inspector Lei, I will help you try Well, this dog you raised is very loyal!"

The corners of Lai Luo's eyes twitched, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes were about to burst into flames!

Charles arrogantly glanced at Laidlaw's fist, "Inspector Lei seems to be very angry, his fist is so tight?!"

Lei Luo tried hard to control his emotions, loosened his fists, and said with a smile: "How could it be, he did something wrong and admits punishment, he should!"

"Well said! If you do something wrong, you will be punished!" Charles kicked the lard boy lying on the ground, then walked up to Laidlaw, leaned into his ear and said, "If this dog really hit the street! It's also because of you!"

Lai Luo's mouth twitched twice, "Thank you sir for reminding me!"

"Hahaha!" Charles looked up at the sky with a long smile, then turned around and spread his hands to look at everyone, arrogantly said: "I am very happy today! I also like this welcome party that you guys helped me hold!"

"So good, see you tomorrow! Especially you, Inspector Lei, tomorrow we will discuss how to manage Hong Kong well!"

After Charles finished speaking, he waved to the crowd, and turned around and left again surrounded by them!