Chapter 474

Jiang Lang put down his arm and asked in a comfortable voice, "Sir, what's the matter?"

"Hoo..." Zhuang Shikai lowered his head to light a cigarette, spit out white fog, looked up and said with a smile: "don't talk to Uncle Hai."

"Go talk to Johnny Wang."

"Uncle Hai" is an old arms dealer in Hong Kong Island. He provides goods to the four major associations all year round. In fact, the total amount of business is not large. The quantity of goods transported at most is more than ten boxes, and the goods sold are only circulated and consumed within the associations.

In that year, in order to control the amount of arms in Hong Kong Island societies, Zhuang Sir specially sent several undercover agents to Uncle Hai.

"Jianglang" is one of the best performers. At present, it has been the right hand of "Uncle Hai".

As for the other undercover agents, they were either injured, pulled out, or pushed to the edge. Their position was not as important as Jiang Lang.

Unfortunately, uncle Hai is getting old and can't live under the horse.

Due to several raids by the police force, several batches of arms were successfully copied, resulting in heavy losses and inability to develop.

Johnny Wang Qishi.

Therefore, it is worthless to leave "Jianglang" with Uncle Hai.

Instead, the arrangement of "Johnny Wang" has more advantages.

You know, Jiang Lang and Johnny Wang used to follow the leader of "Uncle Hai".

It is said that now "Johnny Wang" wants to completely seize the whole Hong Kong Island market. He is looking for uncle Hai everywhere and wants to kill uncle Hai.

And Johnny Wang wants to join the gang!

Because both of them used to work under uncle Hai. One is famous for his arrogance and courage to fight, and the other is famous for his loyalty and skill.

In fact, Johnny Wang appreciates Jiang Lang very much, and it's normal to pull him into the gang.

This is an opportunity worth taking advantage of.

Uncle Hai was watched by the police because he was old.

It is clear that the behind the scenes makers of international arms do not seek his cooperation.

Then find his subordinate Johnny Wang and support the arrogant Johnny Wang.

Sometimes arrogance is also an advantage.

Zhuang Shikai previously stared at Uncle Hai and didn't kill him. He felt that as a port city, arms smuggling on Hong Kong Island is difficult to exterminate, and there must be a market.

In that case, he might as well leave a dealer who is easy to control and has nails around him on the road.

In this way, he can control the arms circulation on Hong Kong Island through intermittent attacks, so as to avoid excessive social arms stocks.

Now suddenly kill a very background "Johnny Wang"... A very powerful international arms dealer... Then it's meaningless to stare at "Uncle Hai".

Now that you have a chance! Why don't you put the nail in the most useful place!

At this time, Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "do you want uncle hai to die?"

Zhuang Shikai shook his head: "I want Johnny Wang to die!"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly, "I see."

He flicked the ash and said, "I'll call you then."

"I'll help you."

Zhuang Shikai came forward and patted him on the shoulder: "thank you!"

"Work for the chief......" Jiang Lang smiled and raised his eyebrows: "contribute to Hong Kong Island!"

He was very sincere and firm at this moment.

Soon he breathed again, "Asir."

"Then I'll go!"

After he finished, he took two steps forward with a cigarette between his fingers, and planned to leave the roof and go to work.

At the moment, Zhuang Shikai suddenly turned around and called him, "Hello!"

"Wait!"

Jiang Lang's footsteps were a meal. He looked back calmly and asked, "is there anything else?"

"Sir!"

Zhuang Shikai reached into his pocket and took out something.

"Whew!" He threw it directly opposite and drew an arc.

He smiled warmly at the corners of his mouth: "smelly boy! Today is your birthday... "

"PATA!" Jiang Lang raised his hand and caught the gift accurately.

He opened his palm and saw that an exquisite famous brand lighter was lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

The left side of the lighter is frosted with wave pattern, and the right side is carved with the word "Jiang Lang".

There is a string of numbers at the bottom.

2973。

This is his alarm, but there is no PC abbreviation, as if it were a number that lost its meaning.

Even if it is picked up or found by someone with a heart, it will only be regarded as the abbreviation of birthday at most, and will not have other associations.

At this time, Jiang Lang played with the lighter and glanced over the string of numbers, but his eyes became very deep.

He knew that Zhuang Sir was reminding him in a certain way that he should never forget his identity and his mission.

This string of numbers is engraved into his soul and can't be washed or erased.

"Ding!" Jiang Lang opened the lid of the lighter, slipped it, rubbed it for ignition, the light of the fire swayed, tossed it and went out.

"Thank you!" Jiang Lang raised his hand to thank him, walked to the roof exit again, turned and left.

Zhuang Shikai put his hands in his pockets and stood on the edge of the roof. Suddenly, he said in a loud voice, "after finishing this order, he will be reinstated!"

Jiang Lang did not make a sound response, but raised his hand and waved it. He silently said he knew and chose to disappear directly. Goodbye.

Behind Zhuang Sir is a blue sky and white clouds, high-rise buildings. With his hands in the library bag, he turned his face and began to enjoy the wind blowing his face for a moment.

……

New territories.

A warehouse.

A week later.

Uncle Hai stood in the warehouse in a cotton shirt.

He was short, with white temples and wrinkled face. He was getting old and no longer suitable for mixing in the Jianghu.

At the moment, he stood in the middle with several leaders, raised his hand and commanded more than a dozen horses to carry goods, ready to transport the last batch of arms in the warehouse to the car and distribute them to several Burmese on Hong Kong Island at a low price.

"Come on! Hurry up At this time, a attendant beside uncle Hai shouted.

"Yes! Big brother

The horses wore sweaters and white shirts to speed up their movements.

Jiang Lang stood by.

Cautious expression.

Uncle Hai turned back and said to him, "a lang."

"I go to Thailand every day..."

Jiang Lang's expression was calm: "Uncle Hai."

"I'll go with you."

Uncle Hai shook his head: "No."

"I collected the mountain."

Jiang Lang's expression changed slightly, but Uncle Hai stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "you can do all these businesses if you want. If you don't want to, you can take your brothers to do something else. You don't have to worry about food. "

"But..." Jiang Lang moved his mouth and wanted to refuse.

"Boom!" There were two loud noises outside the warehouse.

The warehouse gate was suddenly blown open, and three pickup trucks full of horses rushed into the warehouse. One of the horses on the pickup truck held a rifle, raised the muzzle of the gun and fired wildly around.

"Dada dada." The gunfire was like a shower, and the blood splashed like ink.

"Ah ah!"

In the warehouse, a white shirt horse screamed, fell to the ground, and the container in his hand fell to the ground. Uncle Hai's hands were washed upside down. Even a few horses who took out weapons to fight back were quickly emptied.

"Uncle Hai!" Jiang Lang took a step forward, opened his hands and protected him in front of the big man.

"Boom!" When a truck drove into the warehouse, a man with a full face jumped out of the door and walked in front of the two with an AK in his hand.

At present, several cars have surrounded uncle Hai and others, dozens of guns are aimed at them, and each horse looks ferocious and sarcastic.

"Johnny Wang" wore sunglasses, a big gold chain around his neck, a leather jacket and dragged an AK to Uncle Hai.

"Uncle Hai!"

"Long time no see!" Johnny Wang grinned.

"Hum!"

Uncle Hai threw his cigarette butt on the ground, his eyes were not good, his tone was sharp and scolded: "Johnny! You even killed your classmates! "

"More than a dozen brothers lying on the ground! Who hasn't had a drink with you! Have you had tea? "Called you Johnny?"

Johnny Wang held up AK with one hand, stared wide and roared like thunder: "I don't care! I'll die if I get rich! "

"I care about you! Or some bullshit fellow! "

"Johnny Wang! You son of a bitch who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors! " An old brother beside uncle Hai couldn't help it any longer. He stepped forward and raised his hand and scolded.

"Da Da!" Without hesitation, Johnny Wang decisively pulled the trigger and held AK in one hand. AK suddenly shivered at the muzzle. He killed the street boy who scolded him with only the first two bullets. The remaining strings of bullets flew around and killed several of Johnny Wang's own men. It was just perverse and vicious.

"Patta." After firing the gun, Johnny Wang threw the AK rifle to the ground. He laughed twice, stepped forward a few steps, walked up to Jiang Lang, took out a check in his arms and said, "one million Hong Kong dollars!"

"Ah Lang! Come over to me! "

"This is a small fare."

Now there are only Haishu and Jianglang in the field.

Jiang Lang grabbed the gun in his left hand and stared at the check

"No money!"

"Die!"

Johnny Wang said suddenly.

Uncle Hai raised his hand to push away the river waves, stepped forward and scolded: "Johnny! Don't play with me! "

"If you want to kill or cut, suit yourself!"

"A Lang is not someone you can threaten!"

"I can trust a Lang!"

......

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Five minutes later, there were three simple gunshots in the warehouse. Johnny Wang Lang laughed loudly, took the truck with Jiang Lang's shoulder and drove away from the scene quickly.

In half an hour.

Zhuang Shikai, dressed in a suit, drove to the scene.

He pushed the door, stepped out of the car, raised his hand, pulled up the warning line, bent down and got up again, and walked into the warehouse.

Several inspectors and senior inspectors from the new territories Police District, a total of more than a dozen people, immediately approached and shouted, "Zhuang sir! Zhuang sir! "Sir!"

"Well." Zhuang Shikai nodded, saw the blood on the ground, frowned and asked, "are there many people dead on the scene?"

"Eighteen people died!"

"It's a complete one-sided massacre!" In the new territories serious case, senior inspector "Mok Ka Wah", on behalf of the people on the scene of the new territories police station, gave a voice to the chief executive.

Zhuang Shikai pondered, "no living mouth?"

"There's one!" Mok Ka Wah said aloud, "an arms leader named 'Guan Shanhai' was shot three times, but all three shots escaped his heart. At present, he has been sent to the hospital for first aid. According to the doctor, there is a great chance of being rescued."

The new territories police were able to arrive in time. Obviously, someone tipped off and gave uncle Hai a way to live. It was a tacit understanding between the two.

Zhuang Shikai tidied up his cuffs and said, "OK."

"Guan Shanhai will be handed over to the Hong Kong Island region after he is discharged from the hospital. The Hong Kong Island region will prosecute him. As for the case at the scene..."

Zhuang Shikai shouted and ordered: "give it to the Hong Kong Island regional crime department!"

“yes，sir！” Mok Ka Wah and other new territories police officers stood at attention and saluted, and immediately replied.

This case involves international arms dealers and has always been handled by the Hong Kong Island region. The new territories police district is not qualified to intervene.

Moreover, even the on-site intelligence was given by the Hong Kong Island region, and the new territories police district didn't want to intervene.

These little police officers dare not talk in front of people.

What to do after "guanshanhai"?

Zhuang Sir only promised to give "Uncle Hai" a way to live, but he didn't promise to let him live happily and spend his old age in peace.

This kind of person who makes a fortune by smuggling arms, even if his temples are white and eliminated by the times, he is not qualified to enjoy his old age.

"I have another meeting to hold." Zhuang Shikai raised his watch and looked down. Mo Jiahua stood next to him. He immediately understood it and took the lead in saying, "Zhuang sir, I'll see you off."

A group of New Territories police officers immediately came forward to accompany the boss to leave the scene