Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

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What a hardworking younger brother!

"Want to help?"

"...No need, I can handle it myself."

……

Chapter 184 The Terrace

A rooftop.

Huang Zhicheng arranged to meet with undercover agent Ah Li. Dressed in a suit and tie, he was in high spirits lately. Rumors in the police station suggested that he was likely to be promoted to chief inspector, so he was in a particularly good mood. As long as he solved a big case, the chief inspector position would be a sure thing.

The rooftop is great! Huang Zhicheng felt exceptionally relaxed as soon as he stepped onto the rooftop. The rooftop held a very special meaning for him, as he had lost his virginity there.

As soon as Huang Zhicheng arrived, he saw Ah Li sitting on the edge of the rooftop smoking.

“Ali, what have you been up to lately? You’ve assaulted people several times already. I went to great lengths to tell the Department of Justice that you have mental problems so they wouldn’t record it in your file, and you still go around hitting people. Are you a psychopath? Don’t forget you’re a police officer!”

Ali spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth.

"How can I not do what the boss orders? Also, Inspector Wong, we clearly agreed that I would be undercover for six months, then another six months, then another six months, and it's been almost two years, boss!"

Huang Zhicheng glared at him, "What kind of attitude is this?"

"Can you be nicer to me? Right now, I'm the only one in Hong Kong who knows your undercover identity. I'll go back and delete your file, and you can stay a gangster for life so no one will have to bother you anymore."

"Then delete it!"

Ali glared at Huang Zhicheng as well.

"Now I have money and manpower, it's much more comfortable than being a policeman. Brother Donghuang values ​​me, and the gang is starting to clean up its act. Maybe in the future you'll have to bow down and call me Boss An."

"Brother Donghuang?"

Huang Zhicheng pursed his lips.

"You're calling me that so affectionately, do you really think you're some kind of gangster?"

Ali tugged at his collar in frustration.

"So what do you want from me? You keep reminding me I'm a cop? Have you ever cared about me? Every time you see me, all you do is ask me for information, for information. If you want information, why don't you go undercover yourself? Do you know how scared I am every day? If someone finds out I'm a cop, I'll be dead! My classmate, Xiao Hao, who went undercover as Jordan Wang Bao, got killed! Can't you even think about me?"

Huang Zhicheng was speechless after being confronted. He really didn't treat undercover agents as human beings; to him, they were just tools. After a moment of silence, he changed the subject:

"Hung Hing has been making a lot of moves lately. What are they trying to do? Dominate the underworld?"

"do not know!"

Ali turned his head away in a huff, but he was still a passionate young man after all. After a while, he said:

"Hung Hing is preparing to organize a Hong Kong-wide fighting competition and also wants to promote this event to the whole of Asia and even the world."

Huang Zhicheng was stunned upon hearing this. What did that mean? The triads had stopped committing crimes and started organizing sporting events? Did Samaranch know that you guys were so supportive of sports?

He instinctively felt that something was definitely going on.

"What did you say?" Huang Zhicheng asked incredulously.

Ali increased the volume.

“I told them they were going to hold a fighting tournament, and every gang had to participate. The registration fee ranged from 100 million to 1000 million, and the prize money alone was several hundred million. You couldn’t refuse to participate. Several big gangs expressed their intention to participate, and those who didn’t want to participate would be beaten up. Do you think that’s why I’ve been killing people lately?”

Huang Zhicheng frowned.

What exactly is their purpose?

Ali went crazy.

"How would I know what their purpose is? Maybe they just want to contribute to the sports events in Hong Kong. Boss, I'm just a bag carrier!"

Huang Zhicheng patted Ali on the shoulder and changed his tone.

"Work hard and pay attention. Their big move this time must be something serious. Once you figure out their purpose, I'll arrange for you to come back, and you'll be promoted three ranks!"

Ali slapped Huang Zhicheng's hand away.

"Don't give me that. You say the same thing every time. I've heard it countless times."

Huang Zhicheng didn't say anything, but handed Ali a paper bag.

"open to take a look."

Ali opened the bag and found a watch inside.

"Huh? What's this for? A hidden camera?"

Huang Zhicheng laughed.

"Is today your birthday? This is a birthday present for you."

Ali looked at the watch; its green surface displayed indecent images of men and women in the time slot.

"Hehe, you know what, this watch actually suits me quite well as a gangster. Thanks."

The two chatted for a few more minutes before parting ways. Watching Ali's departing figure, Huang Zhicheng's eyes were dark and unreadable.

Ah Li, this undercover agent, can no longer be reused. Huang Zhicheng decided to abandon him after squeezing out his last bit of value. Looking at his watch, Huang Zhicheng headed to the rooftop of another building, where he had another undercover agent to meet. That one was easy to fool and needed to be carefully trained.

......

"Ha~~"

In the conference room, Wang Taiyi yawned. He hadn't slept much these past two days. The incompetent Lei Zhilan had written several more scripts, such as "Making Hate and Peace," "Hamlet," and "Lying Chicken Kede"... He wasn't tired, Old Wang had golden kidneys, he was just sleepy.

"He dares not to participate? So disrespectful! Let's send that bastard dog to scare him!"

"What? He's not even afraid of a rabid dog? Then let someone take care of him. There's nothing a beating can't solve. If that doesn't work, give him two. If that still doesn't work, we'll kidnap his family. No one can stop my grand scheme!"

Jiang Tianyang was on the phone with a ruddy complexion. He was a workaholic and I heard that he hadn't slept much these past two days, as he had been dealing with the competition, but he still looked energetic.

His phone kept ringing.

"Hey! Uncle Ben, what? Money laundering? Sorry, this is a legitimate competition. If you can win hundreds of millions in prize money, it's all yours. Why would you need to launder money? That's it!"

Jiang Tianyang hung up the phone and turned to Wang Taiyi, who was dozing off.

"Uncle Ben is utterly absurd. He wants to use the conference to launder money. Who does he think he is?"

Wang Taiyi lay on the table, looking at Jiang Tianyang.

"Brother, why don't you take a rest? Aren't you tired? I'm afraid you'll die suddenly."

Jiang Tianyang took a deep drag on his cigar.

"Tired? What a joke. Making money can be tiring? If making money is tiring, then you might as well just die."

"Jingle Bell..."

Jiang Tianyang's phone rang again.

"Hey!"

"..."

"Hong Tai is unwilling to participate?"

"..."

"No money? Uncle Mei, that old guy, has several pirate factories and he doesn't have money? I think he's just refusing to give me face. Who else could it be?"

"..."

"Wo Luen Shing wants two spots? Where does he get the nerve? Tell them there's only one!"

"Snapped!"

Jiang Tianyang threw his phone onto the table.

“Hongtai doesn’t want to participate, Ah Tai, you go and handle it.”

Wang Taiyi scratched his head.

"Hong Tai? Who's he?"

Jiang Tianyang sneered.

"An old power. Their leader, Uncle Mei, had some connections with my dad back in the day. He's a real sly one."

Wang Taiyi suddenly remembered what Hong Tai did for a living: "Dragon in the Jianghu," which featured the original Run Jie (RuBy).

"Leave it to me, brother."

......

Chapter 185 Crown Prince Hongtai

Inside a nightclub in Hongtai's territory.

RUBY, dressed in a cheongsam, swayed her shapely hips as she opened the door to the private room.


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