Since the cap tax on Qingshan Club was cut off, Yunji has been investigated and swept up from the fruit bar to the stalls on the street and even the security company, and several nightclubs under Yunji have been swept up almost every two days, just like the police force of Hong Kong police suddenly increased.

The result is of course in vain.

Regarding drugs, coercion and gambling, Peng San sets rules when he takes over, and whoever dares to do will be ruined.

But the police station still came to the door endlessly.

Not only that, Qingshan Club has never stopped. Whether it is the fruit bar business or the supply to supermarkets, they are all threatened and violently attacked. However, as long as Yunji calls the police, the police will come late.

Peng San could not guess what was going on in these situations.

Shen Jiannan is right. Without the support of the British Royal Family, black slut would not be able to gain a foothold in Hong Kong at all.

Yunji has been bleached and has gone all the way, and its market share that has been suppressed has been shrinking. How can those societies that openly open gambling, sell drugs and collect land to develop?

Anyway, I can't stay there, so I'll get a lot of money and leave.

It's so ironic that the empire has come to this day.

There was a bag of Marlboro on the table, and Liang Guodong grabbed the cigarette with a smile.

"Mr. Peng. Do you want one?"

Peng San was too lazy to lift his eyelids, so he had no choice but to blame him for his crime.

"Then you don't mind if I smoke."

Liang Guodong said, picked up the cigarette and put it in his mouth. The military uniformed policeman standing behind immediately handed over the flames.

Bang-

Liang Guodong took a strong puff of cigarette and looked at Peng San with an admiring look.

"Mr. Peng. Our people caught the goods that your little brother brought in Shanghuan. What do you say?"

Peng San did not answer this question, he poked his neck and asked.

"Officer Liang, I want to ask. Are you Chinese?"

Liang Guodong shrugged.

"Of course... not. I represent the Royal Hong Kong Police, so Mr. Peng should cooperate with our work. Your subordinates contain drugs in the fruit box in Shanghuan. What do you think about this?"

“…”

Peng San leaned on the table and closed his eyes.

Pass--

The military uniform policeman behind Liang Guodong slapped hard on the table.

"Peng San. Don't be arrogant, see clearly what this is."

"Asir. Is this your way of hospitality? I am here to cooperate with your investigation, not a prisoner."

"Tell me again!"

"Asir. Is this your way of hospitality? I am here to cooperate with your investigation, not a prisoner."

"you......"

"Okay, Achen, since Mr. Peng doesn't want to say it, we won't force him. You go out first, I'll talk to Mr. Peng alone."

In the room, only Peng San and Liang Guodong were left.

Pressing the cigarette butt on the table into the ashtray, Liang Guodong stood up and walked to Peng San.

"Peng San. I respect you as a man. But you openly break the rules of Hong Kong and you can't survive here. Come on, we are all easy to do things, and I can guarantee that you will have a way out."

“…”

"What, you're going to have to pay a penalty if you want to eat it."

“…”

Peng San closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

A calm expression on his face made Liang Guodong angry.

"Peng San. You are also a smart person. You should know what's going on. Do you think you can handle it by just holding on to it?"

“…”

Pass--

Liang Guodong was out of control by Peng San's contemptuous attitude and punched Peng San on the back.

The fist was very heavy, and it made Peng San cough.

He opened his eyes and looked at Liang Guodong, sarcastically.

"One punch."

At this moment, a group of thirteen people walked into the police station in suits and tie.

The leader was a Chinese man with a side-parted head, gold-rimmed glasses hanging on his nose, and a leather bag in his hand. He smiled very well, but he looked like a very cheap feeling.

Charlie Cao, a well-known Hong Kong lawyer.

Behind Charlie Cao, there are blonde Europeans and beautiful Chinese.

They are all well-known lawyers in Hong Kong, the UK and even around the world.

This is the legal department established by First International Capital under the leadership of Charlie Cao, and it is also one of the first capital's reliances in various developed countries, the First Capital Lawyer Group.

Charlie Cao is quite famous in Hong Kong. As soon as he entered the door, the police station couldn't help but frown.

As the police department that deals the most with lawyers, anyone who sees Charlie Cao would want to kill him.

Just take money, not look at people.

As long as you give enough money, this guy can say the dead to the living and the black to the white.

Because of Charlie Cao's existence, I don't know how many illegal acts were excused by this guy, and even the police would turn the tables and sue the police station.

But as a public service department, the police department has to come and receive it.

Looking at the gorgeous lineup behind Charlie Cao, the police station realized from top to bottom that they were afraid that they were in big trouble.

They are all scumbag lawyers. What else can these people do when they come to the police station?

Everyone was very confused.

Recently, the bureau has not taken on any major cases, so why did Charlie Cao bring such a group of scumbags to do?

No one contacted Charlie Cao's arrival to Peng San.

A black club leader and Charlie Cao who only serves the upper class cannot be involved.

"Lawyer Cao. What's the matter with you here today?"

An inspector pinched his nose and blocked the way of Charlie Cao and his group. Although he knew that these people were not in good intentions, as a public service department, there was no reason to deliberately turn a blind eye to it.

Charlie Cao smiled evilly.

"Inspector Zhang Binglin. I want to know what case my client Peng San is suspected of. You must arrest him."

Peng San.

Zhang Binglin couldn't help but be stunned.

Peng San's affairs were not handled by him, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Ada, what's going on with Peng San?"

"Peng San's younger brother is suspected of smuggling drugs. Our boss asked him to come back to investigate."

Zhang Bingsen shrugged.

"You heard it."

"Of course. Can I meet my client now?"

"sure."

As he said that, Zhang Bingsen made a call.

The group walked towards the conference room.

In the conference room, Peng San looked at Liang Guodong lightly, his eyes calmly.

After all, people who have taught colleges say that his limbs and his mind is simple, but he is too lazy to use his brain.

Now, the best way to do this is to say nothing. If Liang Guodong can anger, that would be the best.

"Peng San. Don't be arrogant. I advise you to honestly bring back all your drug trafficking."

"Officer Liang. You just punched me. My heart hurts."

"Don't put garlic on me."

Bang bang-

The door of the conference room started knocking.
To be continued...