When they come in, I'll hand it over to them."

"Of course, your money should be more, and other brothers' money should be less, so don't worry too much about it!"

"Holy shit!"

After listening to Yaoyang's long explanation, all the members of the anti-gang group were confused.

I must have been too cruel. After the mission, I was still so shameless and ran back to the villa to collect supplies, and then sold them again.

Sounds like this, why is it so shameless! But, I really like to support this approach!

It's no wonder. No wonder Tou accepted Song Shichang's living expenses and immediately asked He Shangsheng to buy supplies and gave Song Shichang a list.

That is basically telling the world that the Mong Kok Anti-Gangster Group has never collected money. They give living expenses. Although the person accepts the money, it does use it for daily life.

As for selling it later, this can also be said to be a saving.

After coming back to his senses, Liang Jianbo, who likes horse racing and has great family pressure, is not polite. In his opinion, this is considered a reasonable income.

With a smile on his fat face, Liang Jianbo directly put the money back into the envelope, nodded and bowed to Yaoyang:

"Boss, you're welcome then. Thank you."

"Since the money from that batch of supplies was originally meant for us to eat, if we can't eat it, it's okay to sell it."

He Shangsheng followed closely behind and found a perfect excuse to accept the envelope as well.

Others, including Fang Jiexia, knew that there was nothing wrong with the money and it was not black money. They did not hesitate. They put the envelopes away and patted them, with happy smiles on their faces.

Seeing everyone accepting the envelope, Yaoyang felt satisfied and reminded:

"Although there is no problem with the source of this money, if it is not necessary, you should not deposit it in the bank. It will also be troublesome if you are asked!"

"Head, we understand."

Fang Jiexia and others were all smart people, so they all nodded.

"Okay, that's the end of our meeting today. Let's go out and do some work! Also, call in the brothers from outside."

Yaoyang waved his hand and made a concluding speech.

All members of the anti-gangster group had no objections and exited the luxurious office excitedly.

After walking out of the office, Liang Jianbo and He Shangsheng each hugged one person and started talking with smiles on their faces.

Liang Jianbo was holding Zhou Qiang in his arms. His little eyes were full of smiles. He kept peeking at the envelope in Zhou Qiang's pocket and said:

"Aqiang, I have inside information. The African God of War will definitely come out tomorrow. How about it? We happen to have money now. Do you want to give it a try?"

When Zhou Qiang heard this, he immediately broke away from Liang Jianbo's shoulders and carefully pressed his pocket:

"Brother Bo, please stop fooling me. Your inside information, a blind man shooting, was all shot on the ground. Thank you. I am going to take these tens of thousands of dollars home to honor my mother, so please stop fooling me."

Liang Jianbo had been fooling Zhou Qiang all the time, so he was not surprised by this answer. He put his fat hand around him again and continued to fool him:

"No, this time it's really inside information. The jockey told me... Listen to me, the jockey and I were classmates in elementary school. I had a good relationship with him in school back then. This time..."

Zhou Qiang is also the one who "remembers eating and not taking fights". The more he listens, the brighter his eyes become, and the hands holding his pockets become more relaxed.

But He Shangsheng's side was even more ridiculous. The person he held in his arms was Yu Zilang. His eyes were moving wildly and he hesitated to speak. He was almost acting deliberately, waiting for Yu Zilang to ask questions.

"Brother Sheng, if you have anything to do, just say it, there's no need to do this!"

Yu Zilang was shrewd and familiar with He Shangsheng. As he spoke, he took out his envelope, took out half of the money, and handed it out without even looking at it:

"I know, Brother Sheng, you have to pay for your little sister's schooling. That's all! I have to hand over the rest of the money to my sister."

"Hahaha... Okay, Zilang, I'll just say that you are the most loyal. If you didn't say anything, I'll treat you to afternoon tea."

He Shangsheng happily took the money and patted Yu Zilang on the shoulder.

laugh……!

Fang Jiexia shook her head repeatedly. She was already used to the two poor men in her team.

She had also checked that He Shangsheng paid for his younger sister to go to school abroad. In fact, the fat man Liang Jianbo didn't really like betting on horse racing. He sent money abroad every month and also supported his son's schooling and his wife's life.

Underneath the two people's seemingly "extremely untrustworthy" appearance, the essence of a responsible man is definitely hidden.

Even the serious Fang Jiexia doesn't care much about what the two do, and sometimes even lends them money to eat.

"Aguang, Uncle An, I want you to go to the office!"

Soon, Fang Jiexia's words were brought to two uniformed police officers at the door. The two uniformed police officers looked at each other and walked into the luxurious office uneasily.

A few minutes later, two uniformed police officers walked out, their faces just like those of the Mong Kok anti-gangster group, showing excitement, joy, joy and surprise.

On this day, everyone at the Mong Kok Police Station also spent this day driven by this joyful mood.

Each person has an envelope worth tens of thousands of dollars, and each person has a pager. The hidden benefits of the Mong Kok Police Station were distributed for the first time under Yao Yang's plan.

There are good reasons, and almost everyone accepts it with peace of mind.

The only bad thing is that I can't deposit it in the bank.

But is such a problem a problem?

You must know that money has to be spent to be money. What cannot be spent is paper. It is dirty and hard even when you go to the toilet.

At the end of the day, around six o'clock, the members of the Mong Kok anti-gangster group left work collectively.

The Mong Kok Police Station is newly built in a parking lot that can only accommodate five cars.

Yaoyang slowly walked towards a second-hand Toyota black car that he had just purchased.

Tap tap tap tap...!

The underground parking lot is very quiet. In the 1980s, as a police officer, there were not many car owners.

There are only a few people in the Mong Kok Police Station and even fewer cars.

In the entire police station, only Yaoyang and Fang Jiexia have their own cars.

Fang Jiexia, I left early enough today, and I didn’t know where I was going around four o’clock.

So there was just one car parked alone in the parking lot. Yaoyang walked in the parking lot, except for his own footsteps, there was no other sound.

But when he walked to his car, Yaoyang stopped, touched his chin with his right hand, faced the empty underground parking lot, and suddenly spoke:

"You have been following me secretly for a week. I have given you many opportunities, but you have not made any move. What does this mean? Tell me straight away. What do you want to do? Just tell me and let me think about it.

Can I make it easier for you?"

call……!

As soon as these words came out, there was no movement in the underground parking lot, except for a wisp of breeze blowing into the parking lot from outside.

"Oh!"

Yaoyang smiled angrily and said again:

"What? Do you think I'm deceiving you, or do you think I'm talking about other people, friends above!"

Huh...dong...!

As these words made it clear, at a glance, in the parking lot where there was no one at all, a white figure fell from the top of the parking lot. His figure was agile but seemed calm. He stepped on the Toyota sedan with his feet first.

top.

This man was wearing white casual clothes, with blond hair and big sunglasses, which made it difficult to see his true appearance, except that he was young.

In his hand, he also held a dagger that was not too long.

He just stood on the roof of the Toyota, which looked very strange.

People are weird, and the gleaming dagger is also weird.

Dagger, a cold weapon. This thing is much shorter than a sword.

Usage: It can be used to chop or stab. It combines the properties of both swords. It is a strange weapon.

It is absolutely impossible to use this kind of strange weapon well without years of hard training!

"You already knew I was following you?"

The young man in white had a strange magnetic voice. He stared down at Yaoyang and spoke.

After Yaoyang carefully looked at the young man in white, without any fear, he took a few steps forward, sat on the front hood of the Toyota, and said casually:

"If I had known, you would have been following me since a week ago, following me to work every day and waiting for me to get off work. It would have been hard enough."

The young man in white was silent. After ten seconds, he calmly said:

"Why don't you bring all the troops to arrest me?"

"Bringing all the troops? You are quite confident."

Yaoyang curled up his lips, smiled and stretched out his fingers:

"First of all, I, Yaoyang, have never been afraid of anyone when I go out to do things alone. If you dare to follow me alone, I will give you justice. One-on-one, it's very fair!"

"Second, why are you being arrested? You may be following me because you want to protect me. There is no need to push everyone to the position of the enemy. Many times, turning enemies into friends is also a good choice."

"Let's talk about you, why are you following me and what is your purpose?"

There was another long period of silence. Perhaps because he felt that Yaoyang was generous enough, the young man in white had a hint of emotion in his tone:

"It's really interesting to be a policeman like you."

"You give me justice, and I will give you an explanation. You ruined the job I finally found. I followed you to deal with you."

"rice bowl?"

Yaoyang raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of doubt in his affirmation:

"Are you from Wang Bao?"

"You can say yes, you can say no." The young man in white replied very interestingly and spoke immediately.

"How do you say it?" Yaoyang asked again.

"I wanted to work with Wang Bao. The Sky Eagle Gang was first established. Wang Bao was very ambitious. I thought following him would be a promising future. However, I hadn't reached an agreement with him on the price yet, so you killed him.
To be continued...