Hk, Kwai Chung Wharf south of the New Territories. A smuggling point controlled by ‘Sacred Light Technology (hk)’.

This place originally belonged to a gang hall. After the hall was slaughtered, a section of the wharf and several supporting warehouses belonged to Zhou Qingfeng.

There were more than a dozen police cars parked outside the dock. The sirens were chirping and the police lights were flashing. However, dozens of military-style police officers were attacked by a series of "terror techniques", and they were running around like headless flies.

It's messy, it's so messy!

The crew who was filming in the warehouse was taken out. At this moment, everyone, including the director, theatre, and the actors, stood aside, staring at the surprising and subversive scene in a daze.

Just about half an hour ago, the HK police probably received a definite report that a large number of military and police were ready to catch the maritime smuggling and underground cinema industry.

The people from the dock and warehouse were caught and had no ability to resist at all. But just as they were about to be taken into a police car, the military uniformed police officers and British police superintendent were crazy without warning.

The senior inspector from Britain screamed in front of everyone, his eyes widened as if he saw the seventy-year-old prince ascended the throne.

Other police officers in military uniforms also seemed to have been kicked out, and they were so whimpering like a fat pig after being electrocuted in a pig farm. They trembled violently all over and fell down with a kick.

The scene that was originally serious, ruthless, and the disaster was about to come, turned into an absurd comedy in the blink of an eye. Each plot challenges the audience's nerves.

Zhou Qingfeng rode a heavy motorcycle out of the darkness and ignored the messy scene. He walked to a police car, blew the window with his bare hands, and pulled out the British man sitting inside to direct the action, and punched him.

This punch almost killed the British.

Even if he is not dead, his head will be deformed.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the other party's neck and was about to ask what these King's lackeys wanted to do? His mobile phone rang.

Look at the number..., the Director Chen from the imperial capital called.

I'm really busy, can't I call you later?

After I was connected, Zhou Qingfeng had not yet made a sound, and a scream sounded in the microphone, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, we are using high-speed steel to test the tool samples you sent. The processing effect is very good."

The British man who was beaten was covered in blood, his head was crooked and he was humming.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the other party's neck with a fierce look, but had to change his expression and asked back at the phone: "What..., what high-speed steel?"

Director Chen was excited, "High-speed steel is a general term for steel. It has high hardness and high wear and heat resistance, and has excellent strength and toughness. In the past, our machine tools were made of high-speed steel.

But because of the good performance of high-speed steel, it is very difficult to process. We just tested it and used the boron nitride tool you sent to process high-speed steel, the processing speed is ten times that of ordinary carbide tools.

Ten times, it's really unimaginable speed. We all doubt whether our eyes are blind. We have tested more than ten times in a row and have changed the tool to check frequently.

The result was indeed ten times the processing speed. It was so shocking and incredible. All the masters in our factory were shaking their heads and sighing. They had never seen such a good knife in their life.

This integrated boron nitride tool is extremely excellent in terms of rigidity and thermal hardness. Its penetration rate is more than seven times larger than that of high-speed steel, five times larger than ordinary carbide, and its service life is eight to ten times higher.

This kind of knife is really easy to use. The masters all say that if it can be promoted, the factory's productivity will be greatly improved, the cost will be reduced, and the efficiency will be explosive."

The military uniform police officers at the dock warehouse were still screaming and running around. The seven little fairies were looking for their traces like gophers, driving them to the end.

Several British police officers were calling for help in the air, or kneeling on the ground to pray to God. They were helpless like bullied children, and they could not do anything but cry bitterly.

But the scene was so noisy that it could not cover up Director Chen's shouting on the phone. He cheered almost with all his might, and could even hear the others behind him laughing.

After a long time of good news, Zhou Qingfeng was very happy to say a few ummy words. The better the samples he provided, the more attention it could win him and be very helpful to his next plan.

If the processing efficiency of tools can be improved by ten times the order of magnitude, it will greatly improve the capabilities of the domestic industrial system, and it will be a process of quantitative change causing qualitative change.

The knives that were originally going to be introduced from abroad for a large price are now being continuously obtained from Zhou Qingfeng. He doesn't mind delivering cutting-edge knives calculated in a ton to the country, as long as there are corresponding benefits.

After shouting for a long time, Director Chen heard that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be in chaos. He suppressed the shouting beside him and asked, "Mr. Zhou, is there something wrong with you?"

"Uh... something happened. I'm beating someone."

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the dying British man in his hand and threw him on the ground casually. "I don't know if it was the bastard who reported it behind his back, which attracted a group of foreigners to bring the second Japanese to trouble me."

"Is it important?" Director Chen asked anxiously, "If there is any trouble, we can send someone to pick you up. The superior leader will try his best to protect you."

"That's not necessary, I'm dealing with it." Zhou Qingfeng scrubbed blood on the body of the car. "It's hard to say anything else, I'm better at fighting."

"Okay, OK." Director Chen seemed to realize that he had disturbed Zhou Qingfeng, "Mr. Zhou, please be busy. We plan to continue testing and we will mill a piece of special alloy next."

The phone hangs up.

Zhou Qingfeng was about to find another official to ask, but the British man who fell to the ground miraculously opened his eyes and shouted intermittently: "I am the Royal British Policeman, your attack is a great evil."

"So what?" Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands, "This is not the first time I have done this."

"You will be arrested, interrogated, and there will be a trial team to announce your crime." The British were still stumbling.

"Is it hard?" Zhou Qingfeng sneered, squatted down, and whispered in a cold voice: "I have watched an online video before.

Of course, if you don’t know what online video is, just treat it as a true story.

Two white people like to shoot exotic videos and upload them to the Internet to attract traffic and show their superiority. They wander around the world, and one day they arrived at HK and met a local couple on the street.

Yes, right on the street, in broad daylight. One of the white men looked at the camera and pulled away the girl among the couple.

The girl didn't resist, but instead put it on.

The boys in the couple don't resist either.

The guy just looked at the camera helplessly, revealing his cowardice and humility in the whole world. His girlfriend was snatched up, and he just recognized her without saying a word.

The two white men laughed and flirted with the girl who had just obtained it in front of the camera.

Too simple, too easy.

There is no guilt, no price.

Before this, I never thought that there were such a cowardly person, such a cowardly thing, and such a cowardly society in the world.

But reality taught me a lesson and broke through my lower limit of cognition. Let me know that the world has such a ridiculous side.

The gap between people is so big.

If this happened in other countries or nations, I would just laugh and even envy the affair between the two white-skinned young people.

But this happened in hk. Should I cry or laugh?

What's worse is that something similar is spreading, unstoppable. I can't stop it, or even discuss it. Reason tells me that this is the pain of development, but I hope that there will be less of this kind."

Having said that, Zhou Qingfeng's mobile phone rang again.

It was Chen Mu who called from the imperial capital. This time he shouted in a more high-pitched tone: "Mr. Zhou, we have just overcome a difficult problem.

We have taken this problem to process high-temperature iron-based alloys for turbofan blades. You definitely don’t know what high-temperature iron-based alloys are. But I still want to tell you this news.

This alloy is too hard, and ordinary tools can't do anything to use it, and they will collapse as soon as they are milled. The hardness of diamond tools is enough, but the high temperature during processing will cause diamond to be directly scrapped.

We just tried cubic boron nitride tool to process high-speed steel, and opened several milling machines to process special alloys. The test was very successful and the processing surface was very good.

Boron nitride tools have heat resistance far exceeding diamond tools. We can process turbofan blades on a large scale in the future. As long as the waste rate is reduced, many of our machine tool factories can immediately turn losses into profits.

Mr. Zhou, give us some boron nitride knives. We want to save more factories."

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem at all." Zhou Qingfeng agreed in a low voice, "I came for this.

In order to develop faster, to see less cowardly things in the future, and to bully others one day, as long as you can work hard, I will help you with the stolen goods. Don’t let me down.”

"Don't worry, don't worry, Mr. Zhou. We will definitely consider your previous requests seriously." Director Chen didn't know what Zhou Qingfeng meant, but just thought it was about talking about the intention to cooperate before.
Chapter completed!