aircannonsinc Chapter 247 Wanted in the City
Chapter 247 Wanted in the City
In less than half an hour, the Marine Police District, which had been as calm as water, was engulfed in flames.
The blazing flames were like a ferocious beast, devouring everything mercilessly.
The flames that shot up into the sky could even be clearly seen from the Zhongyang Police Station in Wan Chai.
The prisoners who regained their freedom were extremely excited. They shouted and cursed to their heart's content.
Some people frantically set fire to the surrounding objects, making the fire more intense.
Others wantonly destroyed anything of value they could see.
The whole scene was in chaos, as if the end of the world had come.
The intelligence officer rescued by He Daqing was very confused and dissatisfied with He Daqing's behavior of releasing the prisoners:
"Brother Liu, you really shouldn't have released these prisoners!
There may be a few good people among them, but most of them are evil and lawless villains! "
Facing the intelligence officer's questioning, He Daqing just shrugged nonchalantly, indicating that he didn't care:
"Agent Zhang, you should take care of yourself first.
As for how chaotic Hong Kong is, it’s not your turn to worry about it. Those foreigners will have to worry about it.
I don't need your advice on what to do.
By the way, do you have anywhere else to go now?
If not, I will rob a speedboat and send you back home directly. "
Agent Zhang shook his head vigorously, his eyes firm, without any intention of backing down.
"Absolutely not! I can't go back now.
Now that I have discovered that shameless traitor, I will capture him and bring him back with my own hands no matter what.
By the way, I have a relative here, you can send me to his place first.
He Daqing stepped on the throttle of the motorcycle, the engine roared, and then the motorcycle sped away like an arrow.
Not long after, the motorcycle arrived not far from the beach and finally slowly stopped in front of a low and dilapidated shack.
Agent Zhang reached out and gently knocked on the shaky wooden door of the shack.
In fact, the people living in the shacks had been awakened when they heard the loud roar of the motorcycle.
A candle was lit in the room, and a dark-skinned, thin man slowly opened the wooden door and warmly welcomed Agent Zhang and He Daqing into the room.
When he walked into the shack, He Daqing found that it was extremely low inside and he had to lower his head to avoid hitting the roof.
Not only that, the space in the entire house was very narrow and cramped, with only a wooden box for people to sit on.
The dark-skinned man looked at the wounded Agent Zhang in front of him with a worried look on his face and asked anxiously:
"God damn!
Look at how badly you've been injured.
You have always been a patrolman, who dared to beat you up like this?"
Agent Zhang sighed deeply and replied helplessly:
"Uncle, I really did offend someone this time, so I had no choice but to come to you.
Do you think it would be possible for me to rest here for a while?"
After hearing this, the dark-skinned man turned his head silently, his gaze fell on his skinny wife and child lying on the bed, his eyes full of guilt.
However, when he turned back to face Agent Zhang again, his eyes revealed a firm determination. He nodded with difficulty and said:
"Goudan, since you've already called me uncle, then we are a family. You can't write two characters for the same thing with one stroke.
No matter what trouble you get into outside, as long as your uncle has food to eat, he will never let you go hungry.
How about this, I'll go pack up the clutter first, and use two wooden boxes to put together. Even though it might be a bit crowded, at least I can make room for you to sleep."
Intelligence agent Zhang knew very well that his visit would undoubtedly add a heavy burden to this family which was already struggling financially.
But right now, he really had nowhere else to go and no other choice.
Moreover, given his current physical condition, he is not allowed to live independently outside and must have someone to help him.
He Daqing pulled out a small stack of Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed it to Agent Zhang.
"Goudan, I owe you five hundred dollars, please take it.
Uncle Zhang, I am Goudan’s friend. Goudan will stay with you for a few days.
But you can rest assured that your daily expenses will not be a burden to you.
Goudan, I'm leaving now. Come with me. I have something to say to you."
When the two men went outside, He Daqing directly stated his purpose.
“Agent Zhang, given your current state, it’s still unknown when you will be able to deal with that traitor.
Give me his information and let me do this.
What's that look in your eyes? Are you worried about me?
I am a bureau-level official. How dare you, a small intelligence officer, disobey my orders?
Do you want to rebel? Do you want to be a traitor?
Hurry up and report your work to me. I am giving you an order now. Tell me where that grandson came from..."
Intelligence agent Zhang took He Daqing's ID with a confused look on his face, and after reading it, he looked depressed.
This fat black man with a bandit-like style is actually a bureau-level cadre and belongs to a special department.
There was no other choice but for Agent Zhang to reveal all the information he knew.
After getting the information, He Daqing thought about it and then stuffed another 500 Hong Kong dollars into the pocket of intelligence agent Zhang.
"The 500 Hong Kong dollars just now went into the public account, and this 500 yuan is a personal reward from me to you.
Take good care of your injuries, and I will report your achievements when I return. The organization will never treat you unfairly.
Don't refuse. I have hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars in my pocket. What's this big of a deal?
This is all money stolen from gangs, so you can spend it with confidence.
This is the director's work style. It's useless if you don't like it. Who told me that I'm a higher official than you?"
Intelligence agent Zhang held the five hundred yuan and looked at He Daqing walking away, feeling mixed emotions.
He really didn't like He Daqing's style of doing things, which went against the education he received since childhood.
But he also vaguely felt that having someone like He Daqing might not be a bad thing for the organization.
After all, the efficiency of such people is much higher than that of those who are bound by moral constraints.
For example, when Agent Zhang was short of money, the first thing he thought of was how to make money through labor.
On the other hand, He Daqing is different. He simply does business with no capital. He can earn more from one job than others can earn in their entire life.
The next day, early in the morning.
When He Daqing appeared again, he actually saw his wanted poster on a telephone pole.
The fat black man, with a mustache, a flowered shirt, flip-flops, and a big gold chain, isn’t that my uncle He Daqing?
He Daqing cursed loudly amid the horrified eyes of everyone.
"Damn it, you drew me so ugly."
After saying that, he tore off the wanted poster, tore it to pieces, and yelled at everyone.
“What are you looking at?
Have you never seen a wanted criminal?
I’m from the Sun Yee On triad in Kowloon City, and I’m hanging out with Boss Xiang. What are the cops to me?
When the foreign governor comes, he will have to lick our boss's skin..."