He Dingxian is keenly aware that the gambling stalls in Shanghai Street are likely to be involved in the struggle for interests between the "Chaoshan Gang" and the "Dongguan Gang". It may be a simple struggle at the Jianghu level, or it may be a power struggle involving the police force.

Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Mong Kok, as the earliest developed areas in Kowloon, are collectively known as "Yau Tsim Mong" and are recognized as "fertile water areas" by associations and "banking areas" by the police force.

The two of them were able to work as errands at the Yau Ma Tei Police Station. In addition to sending money, they were also inseparable from the identity of "Chaoshan people" behind them.

The Chinese detective "Zeng Shaoke" of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station and the uniformed police sergeant "Chen Li" are both Chaoshan people. The black businesses on the streets of Yau Ma Tei are also managed by the Chaoshan community "Chaoshan Yiyong". It can be said that Yau Ma Tei is the territory of the Chaoshan people.

The Dongguan people planted their flags to challenge the interests of the Chaoshan Gang, so the uniformed sergeant sent two people there more like a test than to collect numbers.

On the surface, it seems that "Liu Fu" took office as the Chief Inspector of the Kowloon District, and naturally he will support the development of the Dongguan Gang. However, the entire Yau Ma Tei has always been controlled by the Chaoshan Gang, the police chief of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, the detectives, and the Chaoshan Gang.

Are the police officers really willing?

Many biological brothers of police officers work in societies, and generally the society status is not low, and the income is also good. And his father is a Chaoshan Yiyong man, his ancestral home is in Chaoshan, he is a born member of the Chaoshan Gang, and he is also the de facto member of the Chaoshan Gang.

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The Chaoshan Gang is currently the largest hometown association in Hong Kong. Chaoshan businessmen have begun to show their prominence, which in turn has led to the rise of Chaoshan societies, which has led to Chaoshan talents entering the police and political circles.

In history, the glory of the Chaoshan Gang has just begun and is far from its peak.

Betting on the Chaoshan Gang is a good choice, and it is also the only choice available. In the context of the great era, people's choices are too limited.

This allowed He Dingxian to see an opportunity, an opportunity worth fighting for, so he decisively encouraged Qian Weishan to get things done.

"No matter what, the rules have to be collected. He represents the uniformed police. If something happens, there will naturally be superiors to help, and uniformed colleagues to help. All the uniformed police in Yau Ma Tei are waiting for food to be taken.

If gambling stalls do not collect enough money from time to time, if one street does not charge all the money, if one district does not charge all the money, the rules will be broken, and no one will pay the fees."

"Check the bet!"

"Where to go?" The police station is only a ten-minute walk to Shanghai Street. He Dingxian never thought that someone would take a rickshaw to collect fees, but Qian Weishan kept urging: "Hurry up and get on the bus!"

Fat Face said in surprise: "Are you kidding me, sir? We are a compliance company."

"We police officers are a vulnerable group. Last year, ten of them were killed and more than thirty were injured. Don't we need to carry heavy insurance when we go out to do business?" Qian Weishan weighed his gun and looked satisfied: "I am the third police officer.

I bought this gun a year ago and haven’t fired a single shot in all these years. It’s a kind-hearted gun just like my name.”

He pulled the bolt and checked the spring, then removed the magazine and counted the bullets. The whole set of standard procedures made Qian Weishan think that he was a newbie.

A lattice was opened in the middle of the iron door, revealing a fat face looking at the two of them: "Sir, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Qian Weishan sneered.

Qian Weishan felt that a rookie who graduated from a training school had never fired a few bullets in his life, so he would definitely not dare to shoot randomly.

"Although uniformed police officers are not qualified to wear weapons, it must be very reasonable for police officers to seize the weapons and fight back in self-defense when encountering a blind person who dares to attack the police." Qian Weishan was really ruthless in protecting his job.

Qian Weishan chatted with him and waved to hail a rickshaw in the middle of the road. After getting into the car, he said to him: "Get in the car quickly."

"If it complies with the regulations, open the door as soon as possible and pay the regulatory fee!" Qian Weishan shouted.

Only new recruits can check the weapons step by step. Do you really think you are going to fight? The old policemen would just pull out their weapons and slap them on the table. Anyway, the guns rarely fired a few times!

When the two of them took a rickshaw back to Shanghai Street, Qian Weishan took Xianzi to collect all the regulations and fees from one street to another according to the addresses in his memory. There was no one who dared to break the rules for the time being. At the same time, He Dingxian

I also taped the pistol to my calf to prevent the firearm from being seen, and to leave a gap without gluing it too tightly.

As soon as He Dingxian got on the rickshaw, Qian Weishan reported an address on Changsheng Street. He took the rickshaw all the way to a tenement building on Changsheng Street. He Dingxian followed him into the tenement building and realized that it was his home. It was not until Qian Weishan

Shan found a Browning pistol under his pillow, and He Dingxian suddenly realized it and sincerely praised: "What a good thing!"

While collecting the money, Qian Weishan also found out that recently, the Southern Guangdong dice party, which had been dormant for some years, had resurfaced.

"It's all because the ghosts don't retreat. Who can handle the increase of more than one million people a year? Hong Kong now has a population of more than two million, and all the police officers combined are only over 9,000, and there are only over 2,000 Chinese police officers.

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He Dingxian took the gun but felt a familiar feeling in his heart. He weighed it and felt a sense of security. Browning thought it was a good gun in the 1950s, and it would cost at least a thousand dollars on the black market. He didn't expect it to be an advantage.

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He Dingxian had to give a thumbs up: "reasonable."

Unexpectedly, Qian Weishan threw the gun to him. He Dingxian opened his hand and took the heavy weapon. He was still surprised when he heard him say: "I am walking on the street with a big target. This gun is hidden on you. If I

When you yell at someone, mom, slap the gun on the table. As long as you can get money, try not to fire if you can."

"Very reasonable! Brother Shan, your people are as kind as your guns!"

At this time, Qian Weishan and He Dingxian came together to the door of a metal door on the third floor of Xinsheng Building on Shanghai Street. Qian Weishan, wearing a military uniform, raised his hand and knocked impatiently on the door several times: "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

First, he won hundreds of thousands in several underground gambling dens on Hong Kong Island and was sent out of the country as gifts. Then he set off a wave of killing bankers in Kowloon. The first stop was the newly planted gambling den of Tung Ying Society. It was really full of malice.

He Dingxian felt that the gambling stall must be very lively now.

"Oh, oh." The fat face opened the door in a hurry and asked the two of them to go in. As soon as He Dingxian walked in, he felt that the sky had darkened twice. The room was full of smoke, noisy shouting, the smell of sweat, and the gambling table.

It was a coincidence that the two groups of people were clearly separated in front of them. No wonder others avoided them.

At this time, two men in casual clothes, smoking cigarettes and joking with each other, walked out of the financial room. The fat-faced boy also walked up to a thin man in black next to the gaming table. He bent down and said in his ear: "Brother Hua, close the rules.

The person who pays is here."

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