"Crunch!"
With a harsh braking sound, the Mercedes-Benz, which had a flat tire, shattered the rear glass, and a few bullet holes on its body, stopped steadily in front of the Mandarin Hotel. .
The yawning doorman looked at the scarred car. After being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly ran up and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong, Brother Dong? What happened to you? ?"
A Dong quickly got out of the car and shouted to the doorman: "Hurry up and call the police, we are being attacked, those gangsters have guns in their hands!"
"Okay!" br>
The doorman's expression changed and he ran back in a hurry.
“Wait a minute, don’t rush to call the police.”
Chu Heng, who had just gotten off the car, called the doorman. Hong Kong Island in the 1960s was as chaotic as a pot of porridge. , black and white collusion, you are part of me, and part of me is you. Who knows if the people who attacked them have anything to do with the police force?
And even if they didn't, they might not be able to help wholeheartedly, so he planned to contact Avima and the others first to see if they had any connections and could put pressure on the police force.
In Hong Kong, which was still under British rule, it was the foreign devils who had the final say.
In the blink of an eye.
Chu Heng walked into the hotel lobby and looked at him with blood on his ears and cheeks. Many staff members panicked, and soon a group of people came over, either real or fake. Care about him and ask about him.
"Oh, Mr. Chu, why are you injured?"
"I'm going to get the medicine box."
"What? I was attacked!"
"Who is so brave? Even the guests of our Mandarin Hotel dare to touch you!"
...
"Okay, okay, stop arguing now, I need to fight Phone." Chu Heng dealt with these people and came to the front desk with a sullen face. Under the distressed eyes of the bitch, he picked up the phone and called Anna and the others who lived in the apartment building next door.
"Beep beep..."
The phone rang for a while and no one answered.
"Pa!"
Chu Heng frowned and put down the phone.
"Mr. Chu."
The hotel manager rushed over after hearing the news and hurriedly asked him: "Do you need to go to the hospital? Is there anything we need to do?"< br>
“It’s not needed yet, thank you.” Chu Heng waved his hand to signal him to be quiet. After thinking for a while, he took out the phone book and called Becky. He vaguely remembered that Avima had said that he would go there at night. Bekina attends the party.
"Dudu...Hello, this is Becky."
The phone rang for a while before Becky picked up.
Listening to the loud music coming from the other end of the phone, Chu Heng frowned and said, "Hello, Becky, I'm Chu Heng."
"Wow, you It’s so nice. I’m so happy to receive your call.”
“Listen to me, Becky, I’m in some trouble now. I need to find Avima and Anna. They are here with you. ”
"Trouble? Okay, wait a moment, I'll call them right away."
Hearing the sound of the phone being put aside, Chu Heng reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one for himself Roots, waiting quietly.
He had just taken a few puffs when Avima's urgent voice came from the other side of the phone.
"What's the matter, Chu? What trouble have you encountered?"
If Cen Hao is excluded, the people who are most concerned about Chu Heng's safety on Hong Kong Island are Avima and Anna. , after all, they were counting on Chu Heng to make them rich. "That's right, when I went out for a walk just now..." Chu Heng told her roughly what happened before.
"Okay, I understand. Don't go out in the hotel for now. We'll be there right away."
Ana hung up the phone with a serious look on her face and was thinking about how to ask someone for help. At this time, Avima beside her asked curiously: "What's wrong with Chu, Anna?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Becky also expressed concern.
"Chu was attacked..." Anna immediately recounted the incident to them, then looked at Becky and said: "Dear, we need your help now. After all, we are not the same as Johnny. Very familiar.”
"Okay, I'll go tell him! These people are so arrogant!" Becky nodded and walked away with a sullen face. After a while, two foreign devils came over, one male and one female. The female was the daughter of the Financial Secretary. Jelena Erikson, a pretty widow in her thirties.
The other is Johnny McGill, the son of the Commissioner of Police.
......
"Dingle bell!"
In a luxurious villa not far from Happy Valley, a man was hugging two people, one on the left and one on the right. The middle-aged man, who was sleeping soundly with the dewy girl, was suddenly awakened by the phone ringing.
The man's name is Lan Gang. He is in his forties and under fifty. He looks elegant and looks like a handsome young man.
Some people may not be familiar with him, but I believe many people have seen Inspector Lei Luo of 500 Million, right?
Lei Luo is based on Lu Le, the leader of the four detectives, and Lan Gang is the second-largest detective after Lu Le among the four detectives. He, Lu Le and others The three of them control the black and white businesses in Hong Kong Island. I don’t know how many people are counting on them for food. Even Xin Ngee Ann, the Chaozhou Gang, 14K, He Sheng and the so-called four major families in the world have to bow to them. Promise!
It can be said that in the eyes of ordinary people, the four of them are out-and-out big shots.
“Fuck, who is on the street making phone calls in the middle of the night?”
Lan Gang, who was awakened by the rapid ringing of the phone, pushed the woman beside him irritably, quickly got out of bed, and picked up the phone on the bedside table.
"I am Lan Gang."
"What?"
"Okay."
"I understand, let's deal with it... ”
Not long after.
Langang hung up the phone, turned on the desk lamp, and put on his clothes while cursing with a dark face: "Which one rushes to the street to cause trouble for me? Are you looking for death by shooting on the street?"
"Brother Gang, what's wrong?" A woman stood up curiously and looked over.
"It's none of your business, sleep peacefully." Lan Gang shook his head in a deep voice, quickly got dressed and went out.
It is true that he is one of the four detectives, and it is true that he is powerful, but in the end, it still depends on the face of the foreign devils.
……
Mandarin Hotel, in the lobby.
"A Dong, thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what the consequences would be."
Chu Heng returned to the house and changed into clean clothes. Sitting on the sofa in the lobby, he placed a stack of hundred-dollar knives in front of A Dong and said with a smile: "This is a little bit of my heart, please don't dislike it."
"Thank you, Mr. Chu, thank you. Mr. Chu!”
Seeing the pile of money, Adong's eyes almost bulged out. He didn't even care about the symbolic excuses and just grabbed the pile of money, his happy little tongue exposed.
This money is already equivalent to ten years of his salary!
Seeing this, the hotel manager, front desk lady and other staff gathered together looked envious, wishing they could turn back time immediately so that they could replace Adong to drive Chu Heng's car and block the gun.
Not far away, the fat woman sitting at the front desk looked at them uneasily, her face changing constantly, which was more beautiful than the face changing in Sichuan Opera.