Everything was still too late.
Chen Zikun and others took root in Hong Kong in just one month.
The Three Gun Club took advantage of the golden opportunity when the British Hong Kong authorities suppressed the leftist riots and emerged.
They became famous in one battle and just grabbed food from the tiger's mouth in the bustling Tsim Sha Tsui.
Grab a piece of land.
The Three Guns Club rented a floor as an office.
The balcony on the top floor faced Victoria Bay and had a panoramic view of the high-rise buildings on Hong Kong Island.
Chen Zikun would blow a sea breeze on the balcony every day to clear his head and think about his next plan.
After the establishment of the society, it developed rapidly.
It recruited more troops to expand its strength.
Overnight, it attracted more than a hundred new troops from the mainland.
Most of these people had served as Red Guards, participated in bloody and cruel martial arts, and had rich combat experience.
They faced The local young and Dangerous boys in Hong Kong have a higher level of fighting ability.
Chen Zikun should not worry about military training.
His subordinates are all general-level figures, and any one of them can take charge of their own affairs.
The person currently in charge of the society's business is Xue Bin.
He is the serious president of the Three Guns and has lived in Hong Kong for many years.
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The Three Guns Association found a lawyer and obtained ID cards for several important figures in the association.
They all used the identities of deceased Hong Kong locals.
From a legal perspective, they were true and valid.
They were legal Hong Kong citizens from then on.
The phone rang, Liu Ting picked it up and listened.
It was Li Yaoting, saying he had a surprise and inviting Chen Zikun to sit in a teahouse somewhere.
Chen Zikun immediately set off to go.
A group of young men, all wearing tight suits, with long hair and sharp knives on their waists, came downstairs.
The men opened the back door of the Mercedes-Benz and Chen Zikun got in.
In a parked car in the distance, a telephoto camera lens was stretched out and snapping photos.
A young man noticed it and immediately rushed over with someone.
He asked aggressively.
The other party showed his police license and said arrogantly. : "Send someone to do something."
No matter which court you choose, there are unwritten rules.
You must never touch the police.
The police are the biggest gangsters in Hong Kong.
If you mess with them, no matter how strong you are, you can only run away.
The gangsters left in anger.
Chen Zikun didn't take it seriously.
He knew Han Sen is going to attack him.
Chen Zikun was not afraid at all, because he was not a gangster at all, and his way of thinking was very different from that of his local brothers.
He had done underground work in the 1940s and had learned nothing else about the Communist Party's intelligence spying and the military's tactics of assassinating people.
Young and old, it's a piece of cake to deal with a small character like Inspector Baohua.
"Let Xue Bin secretly select a dozen young people with clean foundations to apply for the police academy."
Chen Zikun ordered Liu Ting.
"This is" “Think ahead and plan for the future.”
The car drove to the teahouse, and the group of people filed upstairs.
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At the door of the second-floor dining room, Li Yaoting was waiting with a smile on his face: "Old Chen, look who I found for you."
Chen Zikun walked into the private room with a smile.
There were already two people sitting inside.
They were a couple in their sixties.
Their eyes were sharp and they were in good shape.
At first glance, they were Lian Jiazi.
"Uncle Fifth Master."
The two of them clasped their fists together, tears already filling their eyes.
"Ouyang Kai, Situ Xiaoyan."
Chen Zikun was also shocked.
"Now my name is Situ Yan, there are no fine print anymore."
Situ said with a smile.
Everyone sat down and talked in detail.
It turned out that these two people came to Hong Kong in the early 1950s to develop the Jinwu Association business.
Huo Tungge was in Malaya, and they were not very successful in their business in Hong Kong.
They had few apprentices and their lives were difficult.
It was also difficult to get going.
"It's easy to handle.
I'll get you a hundred students to practice with later."
Chen Zikun said with a smile.
With the joining of the Jingwu Club, the combat effectiveness of the Three Guns Congregation has reached a new level.
Major newspapers have also reported that the Three Guns Club hired Mr. and Mrs.
Ouyang Kai of the Jingwu Club as the chief instructors of Chinese martial arts.
Yunyun has made another big splash in publicity. .
The Three Guns Club was also well-known in Shanghai at the time.
After being dormant for many years, it resurfaced in Hong Kong with such force that it attracted the attention of Inspector Han Sen, who was in charge of public security in the Yau Tsim Mong area.
At this time, the leftist riots had been suppressed.
The police force finally had some free time, and he ordered the police team to clear the place where the Three Gun Clubs were held.
Overnight, all the venues covered by the Three Gun Association were wiped out, and the congregation suffered heavy casualties.
The police did not take direct action, but let the 14th K. act as the main force, and they just mopped up the rear.
The operation was a great success, and Han Sen returned to his concubine's residence with satisfaction.
Although Hong Kong was a "democratic society" under British rule, the marriage system allowed concubines.
Han Sen had a wife and two concubines, and lived a happy life.
"Brother Sen, I made some soup for you.
Drink it while it's hot."
The concubine brought the soybean and pig's trotter soup.
Han Sen tasted it and said, "Axia, your soup-making skills are getting better and better."
Axia helped Han Sen pull out two white hairs and said quietly: "Brother Sen, you have gray hair again.
The most important thing in life is to be happy.
No matter how much money you make and you spend it without your life, what's the point?"
Han Sen was startled: "What do you mean?"
Axia panicked: "It's nothing.
I heard that the last three guns will be very arrogant.
I'm afraid they will target you."
Han Sen smiled proudly: "Axia, remember, the underworld can never fight the police."
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The servant brought a late-night snack, steamed pork ribs with black pepper and garlic-flavored barbecued pork.
Han Sen was not hungry, so he gave a piece of barbecued pork to the puppy.
After eating the pork ribs, the puppy screamed a few times and fell to the ground dead.
Han Sen was shocked Someone poisoned him, and the servant panicked.
He knelt down and claimed that it was none of my business.
Han Sen was Inspector Hua, and his brain was very logical.
It was impossible for the concubine to poison him.
The servant followed.
It is impossible to be bribed after more than ten years.
It is probably the murder of an outsider.
Could it be that the Three Guns Club Tonight, we raided the three gun clubs.
Their revenge came so fast, it was unbelievable, so this murder must have been planned for a long time and happened to be carried out today.
Han Sen was extremely angry, followed by a bone-chilling cold.
He had seen many gangsters being cruel and ruthless, but it was unimaginable that they would dare to be so cruel to the police.
Generally speaking, even if the gang was very dissatisfied with a certain police officer, the most It is completely against the rules of the world to send threats like sending a bullet and then kill someone without saying anything.
Han Sen left here overnight and hid in the police station.
The next day, the laboratory test department analyzed that the barbecued pork contained highly toxic arsenic.
This was an attempted murder.
Detective Hua's position is not high, lower than that of Inspector Gui Lao, but he actually holds a lot of power.
Even the district superintendent has to give them face.
Han Sen was almost poisoned to death, so he had to vent his anger.
The police station began to deploy troops to monitor the three-gun meeting and prepare for a major arrest operation.
The site of the Three Guns Association was cleared, and the losses were heavy, but it was nothing to Chen Zikun.
Back then, the defense battle in Beitai was fought with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and that was called a big battle.
Now that you have entered this industry, you must face it calmly.
Against the light of swords and shadows, he would do whatever he had to do without being affected at all.
After being introduced by Ouyang Kai, Chen Zikun went to Kowloon Industrial Building and met with Wing Chun master Ip Man.
Ip Man had heard for a long time that Chen Zikun was a direct disciple of Wong Fei Hung of Foshan, and he wanted to meet him and learn two moves.
Chen Zikun also had this intention, and the two Drinking tea and chatting, we regretted seeing each other so late.
In the end, we simply competed on a few moves, no matter who won or lost, everyone laughed.
Ip Man wanted to stay with Chen Zikun for dinner, but he politely declined.
He said goodbye and went downstairs.
Just as he was about to get in the car, suddenly several cars rushed out to block the way.
A dozen plainclothes policemen jumped out of the car and hid behind the car with their revolvers in their hands.
The gun shouted: "Don't move" A large number of uniformed police officers arrived, with the barrel of a Remington shotgun sticking out of the truck.
Even if Chen Zikun had three heads and six arms, he could not kill him and could only be captured.
"I want to see a lawyer."
Chen Zikun said.
The cids swarmed him, pinned him to the car and handcuffed him.
One of them said, "You are not required to speak now, but what you speak will be used as evidence in court."
Chen Zikun was taken back to the Mong Kok Police Station.
For this operation, the police mobilized nearly a hundred troops.
The operation was called "Tiger Hunting".
No shot was fired and no one was killed.
It is a model of police action.
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In the interrogation room, Chen Zikun was handcuffed to a chair.
A chubby plainclothes detective came in, shined a desk lamp on Chen Zikun's face, and tapped the file in his hand: "You said your name is Liu Fugui, and you are from Shatin.
You have lived in Hong Kong, why don’t you speak Cantonese?”
Chen Zikun said: "You are Han Sen" Han Sen's expression changed suddenly: "Yes, I am Han Sen.
Don't you want to kill me?
Come on."
Chen Zikun smiled contemptuously and said: "If I wanted to kill you, you would be able to sit here alive."
Han Sen said: "Uncle Kun, this is not Shanghai, this is Hong Kong.
When you arrive in Hong Kong, you must follow Hong Kong's rules, otherwise I will let you die without knowing how."
The iron door opened, and two strong men came in.
They lifted Chen Zikun up, with the thick phone book on his chest, and the other person raised the hammer.
"I'll beat you to internal injuries, but there will be no traces on the outside.
Even the lawyer can't do anything."
Han Sen said with a proud smile.
Chen Zikun was speechless.
This is what it feels like when a tiger falls and is bullied by a dog.
"Besides, it doesn't matter even if I beat you to death.
At your age, it's very possible to have a heart attack."
Han Sen said with a sinister smile.
CID raised the hammer high and was about to smash it down when the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened and four tough men in suits walked in.
"Who let you in?"
Han Sen said angrily.
"From the Political Department."
The other party showed his license and directly took Chen Zikun over.
"You can't take him away, he is my prisoner."
Han Sen was unwilling.
"This is the signature of the Assistant Commissioner of the Police."
The other party was unambiguous.
The Political Department is the secret service agency of the Police and is responsible for Hong Kong's counterintelligence affairs.
Its rank is much higher than that of ordinary police officers.
It is normal for the eyes to be higher than the top. of.
Han Sen had no choice but to watch the prisoner he had worked so hard to capture being taken away by people from the Political Department.
A black cloth bag was put on Chen Zikun's head.
He was put into a car and he didn't know where he ended up.
The car was parked in the underground parking garage.
The prisoner was taken to the interrogation room through the elevator, and the hood was taken off.
The door opened, and a handsome middle-aged man in a tweed suit walked in and said in standard Mandarin: "I am Senior Superintendent Yue Hua of the Political Department of the Hong Kong Police Force.
You can call me Wilson."
Chen Zikun's eyes opened slightly, and his tiger body trembled.
Isn't this the ace agent of the underground party who has sacrificed for a long time, the former movie star in Shanghai, and his brother-in-law, Yan Qingyu: