"The Inspector Lei you mentioned is Inspector Lei Luo?"

Yang Sheng sat upright and looked at the lard.

The lard and the proud raised their heads: "Of course!"

Yang Sheng rubbed his head and suddenly felt as if he was ignoring something.

Yang Sheng has always thought that Fatty Wang sent him to Hong Kong in the late 1970s.

It is not impossible to send him back to that period of history with the means shown by the other party, which is comparable to that of gods and Buddhas.

Yang Sheng didn't know much about Hong Kong in the 1970s, nor did he know what big things happened this year, but he always felt that some subtle things were inconsistent with history.

Now that lard said this, Yang Sheng suddenly remembered that he had specially learned about the information of this Inspector General Hua when he was watching old Hong Kong movies.

In normal history, the true peak of this Inspector General Hua should have been in the 1960s and had retired by the end of the 1960s.

As a result, it is now 79 years, but the other party is still in great power.

This world is not real history.

Yang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then signaled Dilu to give the lard a chair, asked him to sit down, and asked: "I have heard of you, the lard of Inspector Lei's royal rent collector.

You are the confidant of Inspector Lei. Why did you come to Jiulong City alone and be chased and chopped so badly, and you don’t have any personal protection?”

In history, Lei Luo was the leader of the four major inspectors, with two black and white paths, which can be said to be a hand covering the sky.

In fact, the position level of Inspector General Hua is not too high, but the senior sheriff is not even as high as the senior inspector Chen Wenyao who arrested Yang Sheng last time.

At this time, the British were still in charge of the business of Hong Kong. It was very difficult for Chinese to occupy a high position in the police station. Chen Wenyao was just an exception.

However, the position of Inspector General Hua is low in power, leading all Chinese police officers in Hong Kong, and even the police's case-solving rate is in the hands of Lei Luo.

With just one word from Lei Luo, police officers across Hong Kong immediately went on strike, and criminal cases surged.

The British superintendents had no choice but to ask for help in a low voice.

Most of these British guys have also accepted bribes from Lei Luo, and they turn a blind eye to Lei Luo's arrogant style of doing things.

Moreover, the cigarette and gambling horse bars and so on that all Hong Kong have to pay protection fees to Lei Luo, otherwise the police would be swept the venue the next day.

Although the lard boy in front of him seemed inconspicuous, he looked like a gangster on the street, in fact, he was Lei Luo's confidant, who was specifically responsible for collecting protection fees for Lei Luo from major societies.

Guilaowen and others didn't know him, but he knew him, and he had to be polite to him.

The lard boy rubbed his face and whispered, "Unfortunate! There is a small character in the restaurant that owed me three months of protection fee. His younger brother said that their boss came to Jiulong City to find a good friend, so I brought someone to chase him in.

I finally found the other party, but my little brother went to chase people, but I didn't keep up and ran away.

I want to take a few dollars to find a local to take me out. Who knew that those anti-white boys were going to chop me up like crazy. They were not afraid of showing off their name as Luo Ge!"

The lard is still a little scared.

If I were so unknown, I was chopped over by someone next to the rotten ditch in Jiulong Village, I would be so desperate.

Yang Sheng smiled and said, "The Kowloon City Village is lawless, even the British can't handle it."

There are no such things as these white pink boys today or tomorrow. Not to mention that you carry Inspector Lei out, it will be useless even if you carry McLeho out.

Your outfit is almost like robbing someone with a lot of money and printing it on your forehead. If you walk less than a hundred meters, you will definitely be targeted. I will let the leopard head take you out later."

The lard rubbed his hands and said, "Thank you, this guy.

Which one does this guy have? When you pay the rent or get angry with the emperor, come to me directly and make sure you make sure to make sure you make sure!”

Although the person Lard seems to be a man who is not good at martial arts, he is very comfortable in his life and doing things.

Although Yang Sheng and others already knew his identity, he was not arrogant and still looked polite to his life-saving benefactor.

"It's easy to say, Hong Shenglian, Yang Sheng."

The lard nodded, but had no impression.

He only knew that the old guy He Wenchang was in charge of Hong Shenglian.

It makes people feel uncomfortable when you search for a lot of calculating.

Although lard always deals with people in the club, he is not a person in the club.

He knew what the Hong Kong clubs were doing in the Dragon City Championship, but he didn't know that Yang Sheng was showing off his power in the arena.

But he also wrote down the name.

When you come out, you must not only be loyal but also follow the rules.

If someone saves your life, even if you have something to do, you must not miss it.

After the lard leaves, Dilu asked, "Brother Sheng, are you trying to have any contact with Lei Luo?"

Lei Luo is the Chief Inspector General Hua. He is like a toilet for the people in the club. He takes it over when he uses it, stuffs all the dirty things inside, and kicks it aside if he doesn't need it."

Yang Sheng did not answer Dilu, but touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "At least, the toilet is useful, it is better than those useless guys.

Which one do you think is Li Luo, who is the bigger one?”

The ghost man scratched his head and said, "It should be the lame hero. Chao Yiyong is the leader of the museum. The underground emperor is the only one.

There was a group of ghosts on Lei Luo who were in charge of him and usually had to use money to bribe those ghosts.

Everyone outside called Lei Luo the 500 million Inspector, but those ghost guys probably collected more money than 500 million."

Dilu shook his head and said, "We are not qualified to emerge. No matter how arrogant Tuhao is, he can only stay underground.

Lei Luo is Inspector General Hua. If you want to take action against any club, just find a name.

Unless Chuhao escapes to the Golden Triangle, he will be the final decision in Hong Kong."

Yang Sheng smiled and did not continue the topic. Instead, he invited everyone to eat dog meat hotpot and left directly.

After leaving Kowloon City Village, Yang Sheng rented it back to his small attic in Kwun Tong.

Hong Kong in the 1970s was a very magical place.

The lights of Yau Tsim Mong are brilliant, the poor people in Kwun Tong, and the lawlessness of Kowloon Village are all gathered on this small island.

The rising four Asian dragons seem to be a three-dimensional space.

Hell and heaven are all in the world.

For example, in the dark alley ten steps away from Yang Sheng's attic, a few young and dandy were tugging at a girl who seemed less than eighteen years old, teasing her unrestrainedly.

Yang Sheng leaned against the wall and said lazily: "Hey, I want to go out of the fire and go to the horse lane. Don't sleep here at night."

The leading gangster took out a dagger and walked towards Yang Sheng cursingly.

"Pick that star! Who dares to meddle in other people's business?"

Bang!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the young and dandy was kicked away by Yang Sheng for more than ten steps, and his body was pressed against the wall of the alley, like a painting, slowly sliding down.

The other young and dandy stopped immediately and trembled, "We are following Anton's straw sandals to launder money, Brother Rongrong! If you touch us, Brother Rong, will not let you go!"

"Anton? Never heard of it."

Yang Sheng grinned at the young and dandy boys: "My name is Yang Sheng, Yang Sheng from Hong Shenglian. In terms of identity, it seems to be older than your straw sandals Brother Rong."

The young and dandy shivered.

The fierce dragon Yang Sheng!

The fierce dragon Yang Sheng who killed Vietnamese tiger Ruan Feng, Nanshan tiger Yaohui, and mad dog Feng Le!

For those of you and the dandy guys at the bottom, Yang Sheng can be said to be a real bad reputation.

"Brother Sheng, we really know that we are wrong! We don't know that you live here!"

Several young and dandy boys were so scared that their faces were pale and their bodies began to tremble.

Yang Sheng left the guy on the ground and spit out a word: "Get out!"

Several young and dandy boys were as if they were pardoned and hurriedly dragged the guy on the ground to leave in a mess.

Yang Sheng glanced at the little girl with a white face and a pear blossom, shook her head gently and said, "Your lord didn't tell you, don't come out to stroll in the middle of the night?"

While sobbing, the little girl looked at the fish eggs scattered all over the floor in the basket beside her feet with distress.

"My mother's business is very good today, there are not enough fish eggs. I'm going home to get the fish eggs."

Yang Sheng sighed, took out a Hong Kong dollar and stuffed it into the girl's hand, turned around and left in the girl's at a loss.

However, as soon as she left the alley, Yang Sheng saw the young and dandy boys being handcuffed against a police car.

Chen Wenyao looked at Yang Sheng and said with a smile: "The club boss will also play a hero who can save beauty? No matter how he tells the truth, I won't sue you for intentional injury this time."

Turning his head, Chen Wenyao said to Le Zai beside him: "Take them back to the police station, and interrogate them according to molesting women, robbery and armed injuries."

Yang Sheng sighed.

Without these bad guys disturbing him, he wouldn't have thought of going to bed safely today.

"First, I didn't play a knight, I just didn't feel good about these guys disturbing me to sleep.

Secondly, I don’t have a hero to save the beauty. This little girl has no breasts and butts, and is not my dessert.

Third, it’s useless for you to sue me for intentional injury. Even if I beat them to death, their boss, Dansan, would say that they fell to death by themselves or not?

Officer Chen, you are very idle. Do senior inspectors still have to take people to patrol the streets?”

Chen Wenyao shook his head and said, "Passing the streets? I'm getting off work!

If these guys hadn't made trouble, I'd already started having midnight snacks.

I happened to meet it, let’s go to eat the clay pot rice together to order it?
Chapter completed!