This scene made the tourists extremely surprised and did not understand what was going on.

Some of the hawkers who set up stalls were not surprised. I remember that a month ago, A Huosen had vigorously cracked down on street pickpockets. I didn't know what medicine I had taken wrong, so I sent some to the police station.

Mong Kok Police Station.

Compared to a month ago, this place is no longer deserted. You can see some people coming in and out from time to time, giving people a busy and orderly feel.

But something strange is that some of the people coming in and out don't look like good people.

Tattooed guys, muscular guys, angry-looking guys, you name it.

Either alone, in groups of three or five, or simply in a large group of people.

A Huosen led his six younger brothers, holding the bruised and bruised thief in one hand, and arrived at the door of the police station by a familiar route.

"Boy, don't play tricks for a while. Whatever Sir asks you, just say it. Do you understand?"

Regarding what happened today, the thief was completely heartbroken.

First, he was working on Tong Choi Street, but for some reason he was caught by the gangsters led by A-good Sen, who beat him up on the spot.

Then, not only did the things he stole were sent back, but he was also taken back to his mahjong parlor by the asshole Sen. He was really tortured to extract a confession!

There were many strong men under A Huosen, and six or seven of them questioned him and tortured him about his conspiracy in stealing in Tong Choi Street today.

Conscience of heaven and earth!

The thief is just an ordinary thief who has a bullshit conspiracy and can only beg for an explanation.

It's a pity that the people in the association are not the police and will not talk to you after finding evidence.

A Huosen and his group didn't believe it at all, so they beat him severely again.

In the end, perhaps because he really had nothing to say to the thief, he let him go.

But even then, the gangster Sen Yippiao acted like a spy, questioning the thief about his recent activities and asking him to reveal the facts of the crime.

This really makes the thief, who can be considered an "honest person in the world", confused and almost going crazy.

A Huosen didn't care what the thief was doing. When he saw him nodding, he hugged him with satisfaction and walked towards the police station door.

By chance, a man with a fleshy face and scars on his face walked out, followed by people No. 5 and 6.

"Asshole Sen, why are you here, you bastard?"

"Mad Dog Kun, I can't see that you are usually so stupid. It turns out it's not that simple! I heard that the game arcade on Portland Street has not been rented to anyone. Why, come here to please Mr. Lei. I want the boss to give you a few words.

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"No, I'm just here to cooperate with the police and the people. I happened to meet a con man on the street. It's you, what are you doing here?"

If the thief was depressed before, now he is completely frightened:

Mad Dog Kun, he knows him!

Hong Le's talker, in charge of Hong Le's place on Portland Street.

This person has a much higher status than the gangster Sen Jianghu, and he has a big tree on his back. In the eyes of thieves, he is definitely a wealthy and powerful person.

What did he hear at this time?

Mad Dog Kun caught a crook and sent him to the police station himself!

What the hell is going on? The gangsters in Mong Kok are crazy. They have no regard for the morality of the gang and they are cooperating so closely with the police.

A Huo Sen and Mad Dog Kun didn't chat for a few words. After greeting each other, they each went to find their respective mothers and went back to their respective homes.

Mad Dog Kun left, and Huo Sen continued to lead the thief into the police station.

When you enter the gate of Mong Kok Police Station, you will first see a huge reporting desk. Behind the desk, three uniformed police officers are sitting boredly. They all have pens and papers in front of them, but none of them are writing. They are chatting and laughing with each other.

When they saw someone entering the door, the three uniformed police officers did not pay attention at all and just glanced at him.

One of them, who was in his forties and wearing a military uniform, even said hello:

"Ah Sen, are you so free today? I heard that the security on Tongcai Street has been very good recently, it's amazing! We had a meeting two days ago, and the boss mentioned you in particular!"

"Wang sir, is it true? Boss Lei mentioned me specifically?"

A Huosen was obviously very familiar with the police officers, he said excitedly with a smile on his face.

"I have nothing to do with you, what good can I do? Believe it or not!"

The military uniform named Sir Wang rolled his eyes first, and then said:

"Reveal the news or surrender? Anyway, you are familiar with it, so go in by yourself!"

The uniformed police officer didn't even stand up and showed such a lazy posture. He didn't mind. He hugged the thief, responded with a smile, led the person directly through the report desk, and pushed open the lobby door.

There were not many people in the lobby at this time. There were only four police officers, and in front of them, there were people talking to them, just like doctors sitting in a hospital.

Ahuo Sen took a quick glance and found that he knew all four police officers. They were all former Mong Kok anti-gangsters and current commanders of the Mong Kok Police Station.

Among them, Ma Jun, who has strong muscles and is very strong, has a bad temper and is not easy to get along with. It is best not to mess with him.

He Zhanwen has a cold look on his face. This sir is taciturn and stares at people with chilling eyes, just like staring at a dead person. He is not an easy person to deal with either, so he passes...

Next, there is a young Sir Yu Zilang who looks quite smart. This Sir Yu looks like a psycho. He giggles when nothing happens and likes to ask weird questions.

He is easy to get along with, but after all, he is young and there is no point in making friends with him.

The last one is also the fattest one among the four Sirs, Fatty Liang, Sir Liang.

This sir is the best to talk to, and like ordinary Hong Kong police officers, he is definitely an easy person to get along with.

Unless there are any special circumstances, this is the person A Huo Sen likes to look for the most in Mong Kok Police Station.

With his own choice, A Huosen was unambiguous. He embraced the thief and his little brother, showed his best qualities, and actually lined up in the lobby, waiting quietly for Liang Fat to deal with other "revealed surrenders"

people".

Perhaps because the evidence was too sufficient, Fatty Liang handled the matter very quickly. In less than ten minutes, it was the turn of A Huosen and his party.

Even the military uniform at the door knew A Huosen, and of course Fatty Liang also knew him.

After just one glance, the experienced Liang Fatty spoke first without any need for words:

"Asen, you haven't been here for a while, what happened? What did this kid do to be repaired like this?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Someone was caught burglarizing him. I happened to meet him on the street and brought him over."

A Huosen is full of lies and comes out as soon as he opens his mouth:

"He realized his mistake on the way and took the initiative to tell me that there were a few break-ins in Sheung Shui a few days ago, and it was a group of them that did it."

"Shangshui, that's a case in the North District."

Fatty Liang didn't ask in detail at all. He also knew that part of what Aunt Sen said was false, but the information was definitely true. He directly picked up the pen and paper and said skillfully:

"Boy, name, ID card..."

Seeing Fatty Liang getting into work, A Huosen smiled, looked left and right, pretended to be casual and interrupted:

"Sir Liang, is the boss here?"

"Yes! The boss is having a meeting in the office, presiding over the mediation."

Fatty Liang didn't hide anything. He asked for confessions and responded to them at the same time, doing both work and chatting.

"Mediation? Whose business?"

Ahuosen Bagua asked.

"Uncle Hongtaibao, Uncle Seventh of Rentouhui, it seems it's because of the mahjong parlor business."

Fatty Liang responded and asked smoothly:

"Are you having trouble with your boss?"

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Mr. Lei later!"

A Huosen obviously didn't want to speak directly, so he smiled apologetically.

Inside the office of the Commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station.

Yaoyang was dressed in a handsome uniform, sitting in the main seat, holding a cigar in his right hand, looking domineering and silent.

Sitting in the guest seats were two people who were both quite young.

A man in his fifties, with half-white hair and a ferocious face. He is tall and over 1.85 meters tall. He has several gold necklaces around his neck. Although he is wearing a suit, he does not look like a nobleman at all. Instead, he gives people the impression of being a nobleman.

It feels like a nouveau riche.

This man's name is Lao Bao, known as Uncle Bao, and he is one of the most senior talkers in Hongtai.

When he was young, he was Hongtai Longtou's right-hand man and an absolute confidant. He followed Hongtai Longtou with punches and kicks and conquered half of Hongtai's empire.

Now that he is a little older, the leader of Hongtai does not treat him badly. Let him manage Hongtai's place in Mong Kok, which is considered a fat job.

The other one looked older than the former, with many wrinkles on his face, but his hair was too dark and had obviously been dyed.

He was wearing a red Tang suit with a white underneath, and a string of very simple rosary beads on his wrist, which looked a bit like the old society.

This man's name is Gaojiaoqi, known as Uncle Qi, and he is one of the talkers of the Rentou Hui, the oldest society in Hong Kong Comprehensive City.
To be continued...