"The Silver Head from the Flower Arrangement Apartment called, saying that Sergeant Hung shot and killed A Xiang. Sergeant Hung is one of Lao Fu's men. What could make him disregard the rules of the underworld, not even having time to arrange for someone else to kill him, or have other police officers shoot him, directly causing a situation where fellow gang members kill each other?" After the initial dizziness, Tan Changshan rubbed two walnuts in his hands and spoke on the mahjong table.
Ngo Keng Ho remained silent, but White Paper Fan, the Yanjigui, who was accompanying Tan Changshan's rival, was the first to speak, "Master Shan, Sergeant Hung is a disciple of Golden-Tooth Lei, considered to be on par with Rat Xiang. I heard he offended Lai Man-yau and Cheung Wing-kam recently and was transferred to Sha Tau Kok. His sudden appearance tonight is quite suspicious. Moreover, Yan Hung was just a Detective Sergeant before; there's no way he would dare to destroy your business. In the entire Kowloon, besides Cheung Wing-kam, no one else would dare to do such a thing. Yan Hung is probably just caught up in it, used as a scapegoat by Cheung Wing-kam."
"Who cares if Cheung Wing-kam is Liu Fu! Damn it, I've never missed a single payment to the cops, yet they're so ungrateful, trying to do business with Master Shan and killing my men? I'll send someone to their house and throw a few Molotov cocktails at them first! Master Shan has been cultivating his character these past few years, but I, Ngo Keng Ho, am not one to follow the rules!" Ngo Keng Ho shouted, his round eyes bulging.
Tan Changshan casually tossed the walnuts in his hand into the trash can next to the table, then overturned the set of mahjong tiles in front of him, saying in a nonchalant tone, "A pure suit, I've won."
After overturning the mahjong tiles, Tan Changshan calmly began rolling a cigarette with both hands, gently shaking the tobacco outwards. Once finished, he had Yanjigui light it with a match, took a puff, and then spoke unhurriedly, "No rush. Let's first find out what Rat Xiang did. Getting our face back tonight is the same as getting it back tomorrow. There's no need to rush. Let's get to the bottom of this first, and then decide how to proceed. Gui is quick-witted and has connections; he'll handle this. Losing business is a business matter. Playing mahjong at home isn't illegal, is it? You two, continue playing with me, lest you lose your temper and cause trouble outside."
He gave the order, Yanjigui immediately got up and left. The remaining players at the table, Ngo Keng Ho and another of Tan Changshan's trusted henchmen, Red Pole Shendasheng, though resentful, could only suppress their anger and remain seated, accompanying Tan Changshan as he shuffled the cards. As Tan Changshan shuffled, he glanced at God of Shendasheng's underlings beside him and said with a smile, "A Wen, come and help out. We're one short. If you win, it's yours; if you lose, I'll pay for it."
The subordinate sat down and started washing the mahjong tiles on the table with the three men. None of the three men who were playing cards with Tan Changshan noticed the two walnuts that Tan Changshan had just thrown away. Only when Yanjigui got up did he notice that Tan Changshan's two beloved old walnuts were now lying in the trash can, and he had actually squeezed them so hard that they were cracked!
This Big Brother of mine, though he looks relaxed and cheerful, is probably seething with murderous intent inside!
When Yan Hung led his men to Mong Kok, they didn't reach the police station yet. Instead, they saw seven or eight Uniformed Branch and plainclothes officers from the Mong Kok Police Station heading towards the Fung Yu Restaurant on the street. Yan Hung's expression shifted, and he spoke to the last Uniformed Branch officer, asking:
"Brother, what happened to our Kowloon City Police Station?"
The man in Uniformed Branch glanced at Yan Hung and the others, and said, "Fish Ming from Fuyixing got into a fight with Chai Huachao, the godson of Detective Chief Inspector Li. Fish Ming stole Chai Huachao's woman, and now Chai Huachao is pointing a gun at them, and they're locked in a standoff. A waiter from the restaurant went to the police station to report, so we came to help."
Yan Hung breathed a heavy sigh of relief. This meant that the woman named Wanqing was alright. In fact, he knew that Song Tianyao might not care about this woman named Wanqing. However, if Wanqing had been taken advantage of by Chai Huachao, even if he handled the whole matter well, it would not have been perfect. It would be better to bring the woman to Song Tianyao unharmed.
"Is Chai Huachao inside? Good, I'll go see him then. Come with me," Yan Hung said to the dozen or so men in Uniformed Branch uniform behind him.
The plainclothes officers at the Kowloon City Police Station were all quick-witted and sharp-eyed. As soon as Yan Hung fired his gun, they immediately distanced themselves from Yan Hung and chose to stay at the scene at the Flower Arrangement Apartment to control the situation. Apart from Yan Hung's confidant A Wai, there were only a dozen or so rookie Uniformed Branch who had just joined the Police Force and were just earning a paycheck and struggling to survive. Even if they followed the wrong person or chose the wrong path, their fate wouldn't be too bad. They were attracted by Yan Hung's ruthlessness and domineering presence when he fired his gun and came to Mong Kok with him.
Yan Hung led his men into Fung Yu Restaurant and followed the men from the Mong Kok Police Station to the second floor. Once there, Yan Hung saw that Gao Lao Cheng's henchman Fish Ming, and his twenty or thirty men had blocked the corridor outside the private room and were staring at the room with hostile eyes.
The men from the Mong Kok Police Station, including Fish Ming, showed no respect whatsoever, and couldn't be pushed away even if they tried. However, Yan Hung seemed to remember his identity as a Fuyixing Red Pole Society. He told the officers he brought to wait at the stairwell, and walked to the front of the crowd, saying, "I am Fuyixing Red Pole of the Sergeant Hung. Make way, I'm going to see Brother Ming."
One of the underlings recognized Yan Hung. Seeing him step forward, he hesitated for a moment, then made way for him. Yan Hung strode through the crowd. The men from the Mong Kok Police Station behind him wanted to follow, but Yan Hung said, "I don't know the others. Don't let them in."
As soon as he spoke, Fish Ming's henchmen immediately closed in again, blocking the corridor and continuing their standoff with the police.
Yan Hung entered the private room and saw that Fish Ming was standing face to face with Chai Huachao, holding a watermelon knife in his hand without any fear. Chai Huachao's gun was already pressed against Fish Ming's forehead, and sweat was already seeping from his handsome face. His expression was a mixture of resentment and embarrassment.
Behind Fish Ming, near the door of the private room, was a woman in a cheongsam, her hair disheveled but her clothes relatively neat, her face slightly pale, being protected by two of Fish Ming's henchmen.
"You're Miss Wanqing?" Yan Hung ignored the two people locked in a tense standoff in the room and walked up to the woman first. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more polite, "Miss Wanqing from Taibai Seafood Restaurant?"
Meng Wanqing is completely unaware of what has happened. She is begging for death but cannot, and Wong Wan-chiu is trying to rape her. Suddenly, the door to the private room is opened, and the burly man Wong Wan-chiu had been pointing a gun at her enters. He first snatches her from Wong Wan-chiu's grasp, and has two of his men protect her as they prepare to return to the seafood restaurant. Then Wong Wan-chiu pulls out his gun, points it at the man, and threatens to shoot him if he dares to leave the room. The two sides are now at a stalemate.