Chapter 291 I wish Brother Hao to become famous all over the world! Before this, Huang Qifa couldn’t imagine that there were such people in the world? It is a perfect example of wanting to be a whore and also wanting to be a saint. Before the police officer could argue, Huang Qifa continued, "Because you are no longer a member of the Royal Hong Kong Island Police, please hand over the three packs of cigarettes in your pocket. You don't like them anyway." "Moreover, you are not only suspended from duty, but also subject to follow-up investigation by the Independent Commission Against Corruption. According to the Police Force Ordinance, the Independent Commission Against Corruption has the right and power to summon you for investigation at any time and anywhere." "You cannot leave Hong Kong Island before the results of the investigation come out, otherwise you will be regarded as absconding from the crime." As he spoke, Huang Qifa took out three packs of cigarettes from his pocket and said calmly, "Okay, now you can go." After saying this, Huang Qifa turned and left. The surrounding police officers also sneered and no longer paid attention to the police officer who looked like he had lost his parents. People like this have no substantive role other than standing on the moral high ground and making sarcastic remarks all the time. According to the unspoken rules of the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force, low-level police officers like them will generally not be investigated by the Independent Commission Against Corruption.
The reason is simple. Even if the lower-level police officers are corrupt, they can't take much. The ICAC doesn't want to spend half a day just to catch a few small fish. Moreover, under the current environment, there are very few police officers in the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force who do not abuse their power to commit corruption. They are even rarer than national treasures. Rather than spending time and effort catching low-level police officers, which would also cause panic among the people, it is better to catch the big fish. Therefore, there is an unspoken rule within the ICAC that only those at the level of constitutional commissioner and above will be targeted. The reason why the police officer was specially reported by Huang Qifa was that he offended public anger. Simply put, he is just courting death. In this kind of collective gift-giving behavior, everyone is taking it, so you should just take advantage of it honestly, but you have to escalate the issue to a certain level. As long as you speak, you are bound to offend a group of people. Let alone a small police officer, even if you are at the inspector level, you cannot withstand the turmoil of public opinion! At this moment, a loud burst of firecrackers rang out, interrupting everyone's thoughts. The crackling sound filled everyone's ears. The red firecracker paper, representing joy and beauty, constantly rolls in the air, and together with the pungent smell of gunpowder, forms a perfect picture. No one knew how long it had been, but everyone suddenly felt that the world had become quiet. The crackling sounds of firecrackers disappeared completely. Just when everyone wanted to say something, three ancient and long bells rang. Everyone's heart began to vibrate with the sound of the bell. The expression on his face also became solemn and dignified unconsciously. Although no one received the message, after the bell rang, the same thought emerged in everyone's mind: the Hutchison Ceremony had begun. …… Heji Ancestral Hall, inside the square.
I saw that wooden stakes of different heights had been laid out in the open space in the venue. A lettuce was hung on the highest point, which was the prize for this lion dance. Two lions, one yellow and one red, were playing and fighting nearby. They looked full of energy and the scene was very lively. Clubs that did not have enough status could only sit outside and watch the lion dance performance. At this time, Li Wenbin, wearing a black suit and holding a microphone, walked out slowly. Seeing this, the originally extremely noisy scene gradually became quiet. "Today is the day when Hutchison holds a ceremony. I would like to thank all of you fellow martial artists for your support." "Everyone must have a good time. My boss said there will be plenty of drinks!" Upon hearing this, there was warm applause in the arena, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement. For many small communities, being able to enjoy this treatment is already a great honor. After all, how many people can be thanked by He Sheng and Bai Zhi Shan? After the applause, Li Wenbin continued: "Next, please invite me, the boss, to put the finishing touches on the lion's eyes." After saying this, Li Wenbin stepped aside and focused his gaze on the entrance of the ancestral hall. Everyone also hurriedly looked in the direction where Li Wenbin was looking, and some people even stood up, for fear of missing any exciting moment. At this time, Lin Zehao, dressed in a black traditional Tang suit, walked out of the ancestral hall with a calm and decent smile on his face. In an instant, he became the focus of everyone's attention. Even so, Lin Zehao still did not show any nervousness at all, and his body movements and facial expressions were all impeccable. He walked slowly to the two lions, one yellow and one red. He saw that both lions were lying on the ground obediently. They no longer had the majestic look they had just now, and they didn't even dare to blink. It was as if one had encountered a more ferocious creature, activating the fear hidden in one's heart. This is a memory engraved in our bones, a natural instinct that cannot be changed! Lin Zehao took out a brush from the wooden tray held by his younger brother, dipped it in golden ink, and lightly touched the left eyes of the two lions. As he moved, Li Wenbin's voice also sounded at the right time: "One left eye, golden light shining!" Afterwards, Lin Zehao took the brush, dipped it in silver ink, and dotted the right eyes of the two lions with great stability. "Two o'clock right eye, shining silver!" Li Wenbin's voice sounded again at the right time. Everyone looked at the demeanor displayed by Lin Zehao, and some people who had never seen him before could not help but be deeply impressed by him. This kind of fearless and relaxed demeanor alone is not something that ordinary people can possess. No wonder in just two years he rose from a lowly gang leader to the leader of Wo Shing Wo, becoming the youngest leader in the history of the four major gangs in Hong Kong Island. Before this, many people were dissatisfied and wondered how Wei Longhao could achieve such success and status at such a young age. They felt that God was unfair!
However, after just a simple encounter, most people changed their previous unwillingness to accept the result and became convinced. Ask yourself, if they were in Wei Longhao's position, with so many eyes staring at them, their knees would probably go weak and they would fall to the ground. Even though everyone had a myriad of thoughts in their minds, the ceremony was still proceeding as planned. This time, Lin Zehao changed to golden ink and gently dotted the foreheads of the two lions with the brush. The next second, Li Wenbin's voice sounded again: "Three points on the forehead, famous all over the world!" As soon as these words came out, all of Shenghe's brothers in the field stopped what they were doing, stood up straight, and shouted in unison: "I wish Brother Hao to be famous all over the world!" “I wish Brother Hao to be famous all over the world!!!” Such momentum made people from other clubs' hearts tremble. They had different expressions, but they did not dare to stop and started clapping immediately. The applause resounded throughout the venue and lasted for a long time. The police officers outside the ancestral hall had obviously heard this sentence. Although their expressions were complicated, no one said anything. They just smoked their cigarettes silently. At this time, Lin Huaile caught a reporter who was secretly filming outside the gate of the ancestral hall and immediately ordered his subordinates to arrest him. Lin Huaile waved his hand at the subdued reporter and said, "Give me the camera." The reporter shook his head desperately, protecting the camera with both hands, and said stubbornly: "I didn't do anything, I was just taking pictures of the scenery, not you!" "Besides, I have a legitimate press credentials, you have no right to look at my camera!" When the reporters learned about the big movement near the Heji Ancestral Hall, he immediately realized that there must be some big news here that was unknown to the public. So, he evaded the police inspection and came here. After seeing the luxury cars in the parking lot, the reporter became extremely excited. He took out his camera and took two photos, but he was discovered unexpectedly. As he spoke, the reporter began to struggle desperately, trying to escape. Seeing this, Shenghe's younger brother kicked him in the stomach twice. "Push to the street!" "Didn't you hear what Brother Le said?" "You're just a reporter. What do you have to brag about?" In an instant, the reporter lost the ability to resist and lay on the ground, covering his abdomen with his hands, with a look of great pain. Then, the younger brother squatted down, pulled the camera off the reporter's neck and handed it to Lin Huaile. After taking the camera, Lin Huaile pulled out all the film without saying a word and exposed it to the sun to destroy it. The reporter looked at Lin Huaile's actions, forced himself to stand up, and tried to take the camera back. Seeing this, the younger brother next to him kicked him twice and knocked him down. "what!" The reporter let out a painful wail, attracting the attention of the police officers nearby.
However, no police officer showed any intention of stepping forward. They just stood there quietly and watched coldly. Then, Lin Huaile threw the camera hard to the ground, and it broke into pieces immediately. "Boy, you are so brave that you dare to pick today to cause trouble." Although Lin Huaile had a smile on his face when he spoke, his tone was cold. "Bring me his press card." The younger brothers rummaged through the reporter's pockets and found his press card. After Lin Huaile wrote down the name, he took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, which was about 10,000 yuan. He threw it in the reporter's face and said word by word: "This is compensation for your camera. Now get out of here." "Otherwise, you wouldn't just be beaten up today." After saying this, Lin Huaile took his brothers away without even looking at the reporter lying on the ground. After a while, the reporter struggled to get up from the ground, feeling extremely sore all over. He first took a look at the camera and film, and after finding that they were completely scrapped, he picked up the Hong Kong papers on the ground one by one and put them in his pocket. At this time, the reporter also saw the police officers who were watching coldly not far away. He was immediately furious, the anger in his heart instantly burned fiercely, and he walked towards that side angrily. "As the Royal Hong Kong Island Police, what on earth do you do? You watched me get beaten up and didn't dare to say a word!" "Is this what you call protecting citizens? You won't care if I get beaten to death?" "As a taxpayer in Hong Kong Island, I have a share of the salary the government pays you!" The reporter was talking angrily. One of the sergeants came out, shrugged and said, "Sorry, we didn't see you being beaten." "If you want to report the case, please repeat the whole process of the incident in full." The other police officers behind him either crossed their arms or looked around, and no one took it seriously at all. Such a businesslike attitude immediately made the reporter's anger level rise several levels. The reporter took a deep breath, suppressed his inner anger, and told the whole story again. After listening, the sergeant stroked his beard and said, "From your description, the whole thing is that you ran into someone else's territory and took secret photos without the owner's permission. This is illegal in itself and even more immoral." "Not to mention, they compensated you." "It's good that we didn't catch you. Go home and buy some medicine to wipe it off." Hearing the police officer's words, the reporter exploded on the spot and shouted, "What do you mean it's good that they didn't arrest me?" "Did I break the law by being beaten?" "Don't forget, I am a legal taxpayer!" Judging from the violent heaving of the reporter's chest, it was enough to show how angry he was at that moment! Sergeant Shazhan waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "So what if you are a taxpayer? There are taxpayers like you everywhere on the street!" "The taxes you pay in a year aren't even enough to cover my salary!"
"The tax paid by that taxpayer in there in just one day is enough to pay a few of us a month's salary!" After a pause, Sergeant continued, "Besides, I've already said that you were the one who violated the law first. Don't say that they just beat you up and gave you compensation." "Even if I beat you to death on the spot, what would happen?" "You went to private territory to take secret photos. According to Hong Kong law, you will not only be fined, but also face imprisonment!" "If you continue to speak loudly to me here, I promise to take you back." After seeing the sergeant's attitude, the reporter was a little scared, but thinking of his identity as a reporter, he straightened his back again and said, "I'm a reporter, dare you touch me?" Upon seeing this, the sergeant immediately waved his hand to the police officer beside him and said, "Go ahead." "Yes, sir!" The police officers responded and tackled the reporter to the ground, subduing him neatly in less than a minute. The reporter's hands were behind his back, locked in handcuffs that were shining coldly. Upon seeing this, Sergeant punched the reporter twice in the stomach! "Pull yourself down, remember, don't speak loudly to the police officers in the future!" Today is another 11,000, I wish everyone a happy National Day, and I can only type at home, but I am not sad at all. There will be double monthly tickets at the beginning of the month. If you have tickets, please vote for me. (End of this chapter)