Although Huo Huo usually uses his brain more than his hands, he seems to only love money and is constantly expanding his business.

But being able to become a talker requires a lot of skills.

A knife was in the hand of Huoshan, and he danced like a tiger like a tiger. In an instant, he chopped down the four or five people, and led them to the plane, where the two sides met.

As we got closer, the volcano looked around and finally saw the situation of the plane clearly.

There were as many as three long knife marks on his suit, and countless short scratch marks. He frowned and said in Huoshan's words:

"Airplane, how did you do this, bringing so many people to seize territory?"

"It's you!"

The plane glanced at the volcano and explained:

"That's enough, the place I want to close is a bar, no one is there during the day!"

"Then what is this? Such unlucky coincidence?"

Huoshan complained loudly when he heard this, and pointed the knife in his hand at the front radius, where dozens of men and horses of the opponent were.

"No, I'm lucky. The bar is indeed empty, but I specially asked someone to call them to inform them to come."

The plane explains again.

"ah?"

This made Huoshan completely dumbfounded and said excitedly:

"You only have so many people, and you still notify them to come and kill you? Do you want to commit suicide?"

"The large number bullies the small number, and even if I win, they won't accept it. If I take a dozen brothers to kill them, people in Tsim Sha Tsui will be afraid of my plane in the future."

The plane said harshly:

"Volcano, just watch from the side."

After saying that, the two watermelon knives started to dance again and struck the two of them head-on.

"Afraid of you? With Miss Ding and Master Lei as your back-up, who won't give you some respect? Why do you have to make people afraid of you?"

Huoshan really couldn't understand the plane's brain circuit, but he had to take care of it, so he gritted his teeth and started fighting.

Five minutes later, the alarm buzzed from far to near.

Hearing the noise, the black brothers, who were already frightened by the ferocity of the plane, volcano and others, felt like they were being pardoned. They completely ignored the brothers who were seriously injured on the ground. As long as they could run, they all scattered, shouting:

"There's a note!"

"Here comes the note, flash!"

"Boy, you are lucky, but this matter is not over yet."

They said harsh words but had no intention of continuing the fight and wanted to leave.

But I saw two assault vehicles in a group, coming from the street and the end of the road.

When they were about ten meters away, four assault vehicles came to an emergency stop. Policemen in military uniforms, fully equipped, filed down, armed with shields and batons, and began to encircle and arrest people.

"Don't run!"

"Police, get down right now!"

A group of police officers armed with anti-riot shields should have received orders long ago and used tough methods. It was okay when they encountered the gangster squatting on the spot, but they just cuffed him and caught him.

When I met some gangsters who were still on the run, they showed no courtesy to ordinary uniformed police officers and immediately greeted them with sticks.

Several gangsters were knocked to the ground and were already screaming in agony. Even the uniformed police officers did not stop.

"Oh, sir, surrender, I surrender."

"Stop fighting, you're going to kill someone."

"Sir, I won't run away, don't,"

The uniformed police officers didn't care about that and were working very hard. Two of them even put their shields on the ground and chased them with batons.

It's understandable that they did this.

You know, these people are all affiliated with the stormtroopers and the PTU team.

Today, I was seconded by Mong Kok Police Commissioner Lui Yiu-yang to come to Tsim Sha Tsui to prevent possible chaos.

When they arrived, Lei Yaoyang had already made it clear that they were allowed to do whatever they wanted, with the focus being on ensuring their own safety.

Especially when you encounter a young and Dangerous guy with a knife, it's best to beat him down before talking. If anything happens, Lei Yaoyang will take care of him.

Since the last time the PTU team participated in the Guan Gong Festival organized by Lei Yaoyang and received hundreds of thousands in the lottery, the stormtroopers and PTU teams have long been envious.

Although they didn't catch up last time, there are two for one. What if there is another Guan Gong Festival lottery next year?

As long as you perform well and are valued by this generous Sir Jiang, it will be a "good feeling" whether at work or financially.

With this understanding, I wonder which police officer dares not to try his best.

The police were surprisingly efficient this time, and the results were surprisingly good. Except for four or five young and Dangerous boys who occupied a familiar location and ran away in the back alley of an unknown store, everyone else was caught in one sweep.

Lei Yaoyang, who was wearing a superintendent's uniform, a police hat, and a trench coat, was imposing. Then he slowly got out of the assault vehicle and walked toward the plane and the others.

The people on the plane and the volcano were well prepared. Before today, Lei Yaoyang had told them not to run when they encountered the police, but to squat down with their heads in their hands.

So the two groups have nothing to do now. They are just surrounded and guarded by No. 67 in military uniforms holding explosion-proof shields.

"These are the people who reported the crime, let them go!"

Lei Yaoyang waved his hand, and the uniformed police officer immediately took two steps back, indicating that he was not a threat.

Both the plane and the volcano smiled awkwardly, took the lead and stood up, saying hello:

"Master Lei!"

Lei Yaoyang glanced at the two of them. At this time, both of them were injured. His brows could not help but frown. He took two steps forward and whispered:

"What's going on?"

Planes and volcanoes, you look at me and I look at you, but it was still the volcano that came forward and explained to Lei Yaoyang in a low voice.

"Damn, this kid on the plane is just looking for trouble."

Lei Yaoyang was a little angry when he heard this. The guy in the airplane was so young and Dangerous that he was so good at it. Now he is also a millionaire. It's a joke to still do this.

But here, Lei Yaoyang couldn't talk about airplanes. He just glared at him fiercely, looked at Huoshan, patted his shoulder with his big hand and said:

“Well done!”

Although it was just a word, Huo Huo was overjoyed when he heard it, knowing that Lei Yaoyang had remembered this favor, and he had made a lot of money.

On the surface, Huoshan was smiling, nodding and bowing:

"The airplane brothers are also old Mong Kok people. They are all our own people. Of course I will help if I can."

At this time, several noisy voices came:

"Sir, what do you mean? Why are you only arresting us?"

"That's right, they also chopped people, but the knives are still in their hands."

"Yes, they are the ones making trouble, and the place belongs to us."

"The note is great. You are colluding with each other. I know the law and I will definitely file a complaint against you."

Looking back, it turned out that the nigger boys were not convinced. They were still struggling and cursing while being escorted in military uniforms.

"Who said the place belongs to you? It's obviously ours. It's you who are here to cause trouble. We fought back in self-defense to protect ourselves."

At this time, a male voice came from afar, and a young man wearing glasses was seen carefully running over from the street bar.

If not Master Su, who else could it be?

This master, Su, is quite treacherous. He didn't fight together outside at all before. He had been hiding in the bar and watching.

Until then, the situation was under control and he appeared.

Master Su not only showed up by himself, but also held a document in his hand. He trotted up to Lei Yaoyang and handed it over respectfully:

"Master Lei, this is the evidence!"

The document is the "Bar Security Authorization Letter", which Lei Yaoyang already knew.

After taking it, he looked at it pretendingly, nodded and said:

"Well, I understand. You are the reporter and the victim. However, you still need one of you to go back with me to record a statement."

"Understood, sir, we will definitely cooperate."

Master Su nodded and bowed, acting out a big show with Lei Yaoyang.

Tsim Sha Tsui is surging, and at the same time, Yau Tsim Mong is not idle either.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning in the anti-gang unit room of Yau Ma Tei Police Station, but the noise was loud and chaotic.

Many of the young and Dangerous boys who looked like members of the community had their hands cuffed to the chairs. There were also some who were treated better and were allowed to sit.

More often than not, the nose was bruised, the face was swollen, and there was even blood on the head.
To be continued...