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Chapter 522: The Delusion of the Dragon Crossing the River(1/2)

Then he raised the steel pipe and hit the other thug on the head.

winter--

When he slowly walked to the other side, the two thugs he attacked fell to the ground at the same time.

Clang——

"ah--"

The last two remaining thugs only had time to fight back once before they were knocked to the ground by the two men who rushed out from behind.

"Who else!"

At this time, Brother Zha took the steel pipe and walked to the middle of the street. He twisted his body around, glanced at the crowd around him, and then spoke word by word.

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Brother Zha was obviously very satisfied with this phenomenon. He raised the steel pipe again and knocked on the shelf of a stall next to the shed.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

But before he could speak, a voice came from behind the crowd again.

Brother Zha's face darkened. He raised his head and looked in that direction. The crowd quickly made way for two soldiers in uniform to walk over.

"What's going on? Who did it?"

After seeing the fallen thugs and the overturned stall, the military uniform immediately focused on the three men standing in the middle of the stall.

The military uniform who spoke first took out his pistol and pointed it at Brother Zha who was holding the steel pipe.

"Is it your fault? Put your weapon down quickly, squat on the ground and surrender!"

Brother Zha's face became ugly. He didn't expect the police to show up so quickly.

As a result, all previous plans were immediately disrupted.

After thinking about it, he threw the steel pipe away with a bang, then squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Now you know why business here is so good."

Liu Piaopiao, who was also watching the show, took the opportunity to get close to Chen Jin and quietly bit his ear and talked next to him.

Chen Jin's ears were itching. He was about to stand up. After all, this is the jurisdiction of Tsim Sha Tsui.

But after hearing Liu Piaopiao's words, he immediately stopped and asked the other party calmly.

"Could it be that these two patrol officers are in the same group as Han Chen?"

"Of course, apart from the thugs watching the scene, there are patrols here 24 hours a day."

Liu Piaopian nodded. She came here to go shopping more than once or twice, and she also saw troublemaking scenes while shopping.

But no matter how capable or well-prepared the people who cause trouble are.

When the police came forward, they could only squat down and hold their heads.

Trying to seize the protection rights here is different from other places.

If you dare to anger the police, they will definitely not be able to stay.

"Stop, don't run!"

Just when one of the two military uniforms was pointing a gun at Brother Zha, the other was handcuffing him.

The other two men standing further away took advantage of the fact that the muzzles of military uniforms were not pointed at them, looked at each other, and then ran away in two directions.

The military uniform noticed this situation, but just stood there and shouted a few times, while the other person pressed Brother Zha to the ground and cuffed his hands.

Brother Zha seemed nonchalant about being caught.

Before leaving, he looked specifically at the stall owner whose stall he overturned for the first time.

"Remember your scumbag's face, I will come to your place to get a lighter next time."

The stall owner was disdainful, but remembering the other party's skills, he finally chose to remain silent.

"You go back today, I have something to do back at the police station."

Because Chen Jin was asking Liu Piaopiao questions, he didn't pay special attention to the three troublemakers. In the blink of an eye, two of them ran away.

When he came to his senses, he found that the other party had already disappeared. He was not familiar with this area, so he did not pursue him.

However, when he saw two men in military uniforms escorting Brother Zha and preparing to go back, he also wanted to follow them to see the situation.

So he told Liu Piaopiao and followed them.

"Hello... do you work in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

Liu Piaopiao originally didn't want the other party to leave, but in the end she just asked where the other party worked.

Chen Jin was anxious to follow the two patrolmen, nodded, and left without looking back.

"If you know where to work, I'll see how you avoid me in the future."

Seeing the other party nodding in reply, Liu Piaopiao was so happy that she didn't care about the other party leaving.

It's good to leave. This way, her lie that she deliberately said her ankle was sprained won't be exposed.

Anyway, if she brought it up in the future, she would not admit that she had lied.

"Everyone is just a freeloader. You came to my territory to cause trouble, and now you want me to go to the police station to recruit people for you. This is a bit too much."

Han Chen was lying on the sofa with a cigar in his mouth, his posture was very relaxed.

Opposite him was a man who was eating with his head down.

If Chen Jin were here, he would definitely recognize this guy as the man who threw the folding stool yesterday.

And if Zhang Pin were here, he would definitely say something immediately: Chang Wei, he also said that you don’t know martial arts.

"Our family is trapped in the White Rock Refugee Camp, which is no different from being in jail. Why did we riot? Because we want to have our own home."

Chang Wei, no, Tony, the second of the three Vietnamese brothers, suddenly said something irrelevant.

"If there are still people who don't want us to stay today, we will fight!"

After Tony finished speaking, he lowered his head and started eating.

Han Chen's originally leisurely expression turned a little serious.

This was the first time he had seen this kind of cruelty from the other party. He also heard that the three brothers had defeated eight thugs holding steel pipes with their bare hands. Then he looked at the bodyguard lying on the floor at the door and knew that the other party was not telling lies.

Didi didi——

Just at this moment, Tony's phone on the table rang.

While eating, he pressed the answer button and turned on the speakerphone.

"Ahu."

Although he didn't look at the caller ID on his cell phone, Tony blurted out his third brother's name.

"Second brother, how was the negotiation? Did he agree?"

Ah Hu obviously had a bad temper and asked directly on the phone.

"Not yet, suck."

Tony replied and took a sip of soup.

"Damn, we just can't reach an agreement."

Ahu's irritable tone came out again.

"It's not that we can't reach an agreement, it's that we haven't discussed it yet. Don't be in a hurry to take action. How can we talk about it if we do?"

Tony put a mouthful of noodles into his mouth and then told his brother.

When Han Chen heard what the other party said, he instinctively felt that the other party was related to him, but he did not speak immediately.

Tony seemed to understand that he hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he specifically reminded Ahu: "You come closer, and by then I think he will understand without having to talk."

"I don't want this, this, this, and this. The others will be packed for me and will be delivered to my house when the time comes."

At this time, a woman's voice came from the other side of the phone, seemingly buying something.

When Han Chen heard this voice, his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly sat up straight, leaned forward, and stared at Tony.

"You dare to threaten me. If something happens to my wife, I will ask you three brothers to be buried with her."

It turned out that it was Mary's voice on the other end of the phone.

Obviously, Tony came prepared. Not only did he beat up Han Chen's bodyguard, but he also asked his younger brother to follow the other man's wife.

"I'm just threatening you. Could it be that I'm really asking you to have breakfast when I knock on your door?"

Tony glanced at Han Chen with disdain and his tone was very arrogant.

After he finished speaking, his tone suddenly changed again, and the decibel level of his voice dropped a lot.

"I don't want to hurt everyone's feelings. We need to talk about it. We will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future. The white flour market in Hong Kong is very out of stock right now and the profit is very high. Our brothers can get a lot of goods from Vietnam."

This is like hitting a stick and then giving the other party a jujube, and it is still an unripe jujube hanging on someone else's tree.
To be continued...
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