Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

Wan Chai.

Li Wenbin looked at the muzzle of the gun pressed against his head, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"you."

"Sorry Sir," the leading escort said solemnly: "If you don't do it for yourself, God will punish you. We only want money and don't want to kill anyone."

"Do you know what you are doing?!"

Li Wenbin angrily pointed at the police badge on the shoulder of the man in front of him, "Are you right about this police uniform?!"

"Eh", Zheng Jirong shook his head and smiled after hearing this: "Sir, why are you so angry? Although you are loyal to the people of Yu, it does not mean that your subordinates also want to follow you and work as dogs for the ghosts."

Li Wenbin didn't pay any attention to Zheng Jirong's ridicule. He looked at the man in front of him who was pointing a gun at him and said earnestly: "Aqun, put the gun down. I can treat what just happened as if nothing happened, and even if you let it go, Without him, where can you escape?"

He pointed at it and said: "This mission is not as simple as you think. The arrest of Zhen Guanxi was ordered by the Hong Kong Governor himself! If we let him go at this juncture, do you think you can get out of Hong Kong Island?"

Just when Aqun and others were hesitating, Zheng Jirong spoke at the right time, "Director Li, don't talk so much. Do you think I can't send a few people out of the port with my strength?"

"Young people!" Li Wenbin looked at the man in front of him and said solemnly: "Don't be impulsive."

"I"

Just when Ji Shaoqun spoke, Fei Hudong, who was closest to them, suddenly twisted his waist and raised his hand to avoid the gun, and instantly snatched the rifle from his head!

"do not move!"

He raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Ji Shaoqun, "Do you think I, Zhou Xingxing, am scared?! Why don't you go to the police force to inquire? Who doesn't know my reputation as the number one killer of the Flying Tigers!"

"You shoot!"

Ji Shaoqun said without fear: "If you shoot me, I can kill you first!"

"OK!"

"Then open it!"

"open ah!"

"You want to die with us?"

"What, are you scared?"

"Okay, I'll shoot on the count of three!"

"come!"

"one"

"Etc., etc."

Zheng Jirong suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the two excited groups.

He first turned around and looked at the guns pointed at Li Wenbin and several Flying Tigers members Ji Shaoqun and others, and then looked at Zhou Xingxing who was aiming at Ji Shaoqun and the others.

After making sure there was no gun pointed at him, he raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Okay, you guys go ahead and shoot."

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Seeing that they suddenly fell silent, Zheng Jirong shook his head helplessly, "Officer Ji, put down the gun."

"Mr. Zheng" Ji Shaoqun looked at him in surprise.

"Don't worry, no one will touch you after I'm here."

Zheng Jirong said to Li Wenbin: "Director Li, you said before that as long as they put down their guns, let's forget about it."

Li Wenbin was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, put down the gun. I will treat what you just did as impulse. You can go back to the headquarters first."

Ji Shaoqun glared at Zhou Xingxing unwillingly, took a deep breath and put down the rifle in his hand.

He knew in his heart that even if Li Wenbin said that nothing happened, his career was actually over and would not last more than a year. Li Wenbin would definitely find various reasons to remove him from his position or even kick him out directly. Get out the police!

All because of this bullshit Flying Tigers killer!

Thinking of this, he glared at Zhou Xingxing again, then turned to Zheng Jirong and stretched out his hand: "Ji Shaoqun of the General Administration's Serious Cases, hello Mr. Zheng."

"It turns out he is the police elite of the General Administration." Zheng Jirong smiled. After noticing Ji Shaoqun's depressed mood, he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Aqun, as the saying goes, misfortune depends on blessings. Believe me, you will never do anything for it in the future. I regret today’s decision.”

After patting his chest, Zheng Jirong walked to the helicopter alone, "Let's go, Sir Li. You can win this game tonight. I just want to meet this old guy Peng Dingkang!"

On the helicopter.

Li Wenbin looked down at Ji Shaoqun and others who were driving away in a police car. He hesitated and asked, "When did you bribe them?"

Zheng Jirong shook his head and said calmly: "Sir Li, not everyone has the same faith as you. One hundred million US dollars, let alone a few police officers, would probably be a heart-warming request for several current directors in Hong Kong." .”

One thing Zheng Jirong didn't tell him was that when he asked someone to help him get a cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, Ji Shaoqun secretly knocked a few signals in his pocket while Li Wenbin wasn't paying attention.

Ji Shaoqun was obviously a capable man. Not only was he willing to go out of his way to defect from the police force, but several of his subordinates were also able to defect with him. One can imagine his prestige in the police force.

"You said something wrong down there before."

"oh?"

Zheng Jirong raised his eyes to look at Li Wenbin and said with great interest: "We talked a lot tonight. Which sentence are you referring to?"

Li Wenbin looked out the window at the night view of Hong Kong Island and said seriously: "I am not working for the Chinese people, let alone being their dog!"

He pointed out the window and said loudly: "I will only work hard for the citizens of Hong Kong Island! As long as they can live a stable and happy life, I will do anything."

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Zheng Jirong turned sideways to look at his serious expression, and then laughed a little dumbly, "I find that you royal policemen seem to have had your heads moved to your buttocks through surgery."

"If you were really doing it for the good of the citizens, would you arrest me?"

He pointed to Kowloon Island not far away, "In the past year, Kowloon has had the best security in the entire Hong Kong Island. Robbery and murder cases that are common in the New Territories of Hong Kong Island have almost never happened in Kowloon!"

"The only one that happened was the Shatin sex demon case not long ago. Your police had been working on it for half a month and there were no clues at all, but I sent people to catch the murderer in just one day!"

"Don't tell me such nonsense that only you Royal Police can legally manage the security issues on Hong Kong Island. If you were really good at it, would Hong Kong Island be so chaotic now?"

Zheng Jirong said more and more enthusiastically: "Although I don't have much favorable impressions of the previous Hong Kong governors, including MacLehose and Davidson, at least they did a lot of practical things when they were in office. But looking back on this Peng Dingkang."

"I think Sir Li should be aware of it."

"So what?" Li Wenbin said solemnly to Zheng Jirong: "Even if he is wrong, does that mean what you did is right?"

"I don't know what your secret identity is, but at least on the surface you are just an ordinary businessman and a gang leader!"

"If you are really a spy sent there, I would like to advise you that it is not yet 1997, and the people here are still in charge. Under their management, Hong Kong Island is now the financial center of Asia and a world-famous metropolis."

Having said this, Li Wenbin shook his head and said, "Mr. Zheng, we all have different ideas. There is no need to have any more unnecessary arguments."

After listening to what he said, Zheng Jirong smiled lightly and said: "Sir Li, philosophy does not determine whether a person is correct or not, only strength does."

"And the sad thing is, even if you die for an idea, that doesn't necessarily mean it's right."

After the words fell, the atmosphere in the cabin instantly fell silent.

Li Wenbin frowned and looked at the location of the General Administration, not knowing what he was thinking.

However, the silence was interrupted not long after by Zhou Xingxing, who was sitting in the cockpit, "Sir Li, something happened at the General Administration!"

"what happens?"

"A group of demonstrators blocked the gate of the General Administration, and some guys discovered that there were many gangsters lurking near the General Administration!"

"What's so scary about the helicopter we're flying in? Can't we just land directly on the rooftop?"

Zhou Xingxing took off his headphones and said helplessly: "Brother Yi is worried that there are snipers around in case the helicopter crashes."

Li Wenbin frowned when he heard this, and then asked: "If you don't go to the police station, where will you go?"

"Brother Yi just informed me," Zhou Xingxing glanced at Zheng Jirong, who had always been calm and calm, and shouted loudly: "Go to Stanley!"

Stanley Prison, the full name of Stanley Prison and Detention Center, is located in Tung Tau Wan, Stanley, Hong Kong Island. It is the highest security prison on Hong Kong Island.

As soon as Zheng Jirong got off the helicopter, he noticed that the atmosphere here was unusually solemn. A group of uniformed prison guards were already waiting in line at the gate. He glanced casually and found that the person standing at the front of the line was Killer Xiong.

Seeing Zheng Jirong's gaze, Killer Xiong raised his eyebrows and greeted him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng," Li Wenbin pursed his lips and said, "According to the rules, we only have the right to be detained at the police station before going to court, but this time"

"Don't worry." Zheng Jirong looked at the Stanley Prison in front of him and said without hesitation: "I am not that small-minded, and I would like to see what tricks this guy Peng Dingkang wants to play on me."

Hearing his nonchalant words, Li Wenbin couldn't help but feel a little doubt. As mentioned before, he had studied all the registration materials of Zhen Guanxi, and he could say that he knew Zheng Jirong's character very well.

In his expectation, Zheng Jirong should be furious at this time, but now it seems that not only does he not have any dissatisfaction, but he also seems to be quite satisfied with the result of being imprisoned.

Although it was only a short detention, the handover ceremony for Zheng Jirong in Stanley was very formal. Not only did he hand over all his belongings, but he also took close-up photos of the front and side.

However, unlike other prisoners, Zheng Jirong did not change into prison uniform, and his hair was not combed.

While Zheng Jirong was doing this process, the warden who came from home in the middle of the night hurriedly found Li Wenbin.

"Director Li, those lawless gangsters and killers are searching everywhere for Zheng Jirong's location. What are you thinking? If those guys dare to rush into the prison and rob it, there will be big trouble!"

There are now more than 1,700 inmates in Stanley Prison, including some heinous murderers and robbers who have committed various major crimes. If something happens to Stanley and these people take the opportunity to escape, the consequences will be disastrous. .

“Don’t be so nervous,” Li Wenbin comforted him, “At present, except for our group of people, only some of the higher-ups of the General Administration know about the news that he is being held in Stanley. Those guys will not come here, so you can rest assured. "

"That's what I say, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst."

"Don't think too much. I will take him to the court tomorrow. He won't be able to stay with you for long."

While the two of them were talking, Zheng Jirong was escorted by more than a dozen prison guards into his single cell.

Looking at the spacious and bright environment inside, Zheng Jirong smiled and asked, "No, I'm here to go to jail, not to enjoy myself. How can you arrange such a good prison cell for me?"

"Hehe, Brother Rong, you think it's good too, don't you think so?"

Killer Xiong walked to the bed and patted the thick quilt covering it, "After knowing that Brother Rong was moving to Stanley, I specially brought over the quilt that my mother had just dried. "

He pulled out a few salty magazines from under the pillow and said with a lewd smile: "Brother Rong, when you sleep outside, there are at least ten or twenty girls with you. The conditions in Stanley are a bit difficult. These magazines are my treasure." Out of print, specially dedicated to you today."

"Well, not bad. I guess you have some conscience." Zheng Jirong flipped through the magazine in his hand. It was indeed a good thing. Just taking a look at it made him feel a little um.

The killer smiled flatteringly, then turned around and shouted to the prison guard who was following him, "You can go and do whatever you want. I'll just keep an eye on you."

"Well, this is not good, Brother Xiong. The warden said that twelve of us would take turns to keep an eye on him."

"Holy shit, are you using the warden to hold me down?"

"us."

"Okay, since we have shifts, I'll take the first shift first. Wouldn't it be ok if you wait an hour before sending someone over? Go ahead and go."

After sending them away, the killer took out a thick cigar from the shallow pocket of his uniform like a magic trick.

"Brother Rong, you smoke first."

"Um"

Zheng Jirong was leaning on the bed, chewing a cigar. After feeling the softness of the quilt under him, he sighed, "I didn't expect that being in prison could be so comfortable."

"Yes, Brother Rong, the conditions in prison are getting better and better now." After Killer Xiong lit a cigarette butt for him, he said with a smile: "Many people deliberately caused trouble after being released, hoping to return to prison. As for life, they say it’s more cost-effective.”

"Is it worthwhile to go to jail? What do they think?" Zheng Jirong asked confused.

"That's how it works out. Renting a room outside costs a thousand yuan a month, not counting water, electricity and gas. Going to a tea restaurant and having a meal costs at least dozens of yuan."

"But here, accommodation is free, and I can save thousands a month."

"Even if you have a headache or a fever, you don't have to wait in line at the emergency room."

"So those guys often say that saving a down payment to buy a house is stupid, waiting for public housing is a waste of energy!"

"Jail is the only way out for young people in Hong Kong!"

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After hearing this, Zheng Jirong was dumbfounded and said, "This is all nonsense. If we put it this way, if young people can't live anymore, they can just kill someone on the street. Anyway, there is no death penalty in Hong Kong Island. At most, they will be sentenced to life." Retire in prison.”

“It seems okay”

After the killer chatted with Zheng Jirong for a few words, he suddenly raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and then glanced outside the cell twice. After making sure that no one was there, he grabbed Zheng Jirong's wrist!

"Brother Rong, I'll take you out! Just give me 10 million of the 100 million US dollars!"

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My health is not good again, so I will eat less today.