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1036 [The ICAC is established!](1/3)

"Independent Commission Against Corruption, what is it?"

"I don't know! Maybe the ghost guy came up with another way to make money!"

In the tea restaurant, a group of customers watched the TV and talked about it.

The waiter serves milk tea to the guests.

The boss was making calculations on the side.

"Those ghost guys are so greedy! I'm afraid they're not greedy enough now, so they just set up a public office like this to continue making money!"

"Yes, it seems that even before the new governor of Hong Kong comes to power, life for us people will begin to be difficult!"

"Damn ghost guy, he will find a way to defraud us of our money!"

Everyone cursed and had no hope for this so-called "Independent Commission Against Corruption".



In front of the newsstand.

"Lame Dragon, what do you think about this fucking ICAC?" a distinguished guest asked the newsstand owner Lame Dragon while holding a newspaper.

"What do you think? I'm a newspaper seller, not a politician! You can do whatever you like!"

"Haha, you said it so easily! It seems like you really like paying fees every month!" the customer said sarcastically.

Lame Dragon swept books and newspapers with a feather duster, "To be honest, it's better if the government doesn't fight against corruption. Every time it fights against corruption, the fees will be priced in! I heard that it's because the person who fights against corruption will be given a large amount of hush money!

So what I fear most now is anti-corruption!"

There are many little people like Lame Dragon. For them, they live below the food and clothing line and can live a small life. It is best for the government not to do so much, because every time there is too much trouble, it is easy to "do bad things with good intentions."

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Especially in terms of fighting corruption and promoting integrity, every time the government wants to fight against corruption, there will be a storm!

And every time the storm blows down, it's not the corrupt bosses, but little people like them!

"I hope the Independent Commission Against Corruption will burp its shit soon, and don't play too big!" Lame Dragon was holding a feather duster while sorting newspapers and magazines, and muttered something.



Portland Street, Hong Kong.

Ding Yongqiang, nicknamed "Headshot Detective", was sitting in a police car with a cigarette in his mouth and squinting at the ballroom in front of him.

Following him was a fat man in a green police uniform. The fat man looked nervous and shouted into the walkie-talkie: "P5327 reports that the target 'Killer' has returned to his lair. The situation inside is dangerous and requires support!"

After speaking into the walkie-talkie several times, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the situation was settled. When the big troops arrived and caught the killer hero, he would be able to get some credit, and he might even get more stripes on his shoulders.

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Thinking of this, the fat man felt happy, and then he remembered that there was an evil god beside him. If the evil god hadn't driven him away, he wouldn't have driven to pursue him here.

"Inspector Ding, I have notified the main force as you ordered. They will arrive soon. We just need to stay here." The fat man was afraid that Ding Yong would commit a crime and arrest him personally.

Ding Yongqiang didn't seem to hear him, and the message of "Killer Hero" appeared in his mind:

"Killer Xiong", formerly known as Li Changxiong, male, 33 years old, Hong Kong Hehe Tu gold medal thug, also an elite soldier under the Twelve Emperor's Uncle, mainly engaged in the fan stall and horse stall business. He has five previous convictions and was imprisoned three times.

Among them, there was one crime of rape and two crimes of intentional injury.

All in all, this is a scumbag.

As Inspector Wang Hua of Yau Tsim and shooting instructor of the Flying Tigers, Ding Yongqiang is very busy these days, so busy that he has no time to catch the thief himself.

It's just that this killer was unlucky. Ding Yongqiang came to Portland Street for a late-night snack tonight and happened to meet him at a food stall, so he randomly found a military policeman and drove up to chase him.

Thinking of this, Ding Yongqiang took a deep breath and opened the car door without hesitation.

"Inspector Ding, what are you doing?" the fat man asked.

"Catch the thief!"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

"No, Inspector Ding, that's their home base! Are you going alone?"

"If you're afraid, you can stay here!" Ding Yongqiang spit out the cigarette butt he was biting, pulled out the revolver from his waist, scanned the magazine, and the magazine flew, then inserted it back into his waist, straightened his suit and headed towards the ballroom

Go!

"No, Inspector Ding! It's so dangerous!" Fatty didn't expect that Ding Yongqiang would die, so he shouted anxiously.

The door of the dance hall.

Three guys who looked like gangsters were smoking cigarettes, looking at the beautiful women on the street, laughing and joking.

Then I saw Ding Yongqiang.

Huang Mao, one of the three, saw Ding Yongqiang walking towards him, so he stepped forward and prepared to stop him viciously.

But Ding Yongqiang grabbed him by the collar and hit his head with a bang, knocking his head against his head, knocking the poor guy unconscious to the ground.

The whole process is simple and crude!

The other two guys didn't expect Ding Yongqiang to be so cruel, and knocked down one of them without saying a word.

"Looking for trouble!"

"Blow the whistle quickly and notify the boss!"

The whistle sounds!

Ding Yongqiang took action again, one arm strangled a person's neck like a python, twisted it hard, and with a click, the person fell limply to the ground.

The other person was so frightened that he was about to turn around and run away, but Ding Yongqiang flew out and kicked the other person to the ground!

At this time, whistles were heard in the ballroom, and the killer hero rushed out with a large group of his men.

The gang of horsemen shouted: "Aunt Puzu! Who dares to come and cause trouble?"

A large group of people were about to attack Ding Yongqiang, but Killer Hero stopped them, and then looked at Ding Yongqiang: "I thought it was someone from the side, but it turned out to be Detective Ding, the headshot master. I have admired his name for a long time. I am disrespectful!"

Ding Yongqiang took out the handcuffs from behind and threw them over: "If you know it's me, just cuff yourself!"

"What do you mean? You want me to handcuff myself? Did I hear correctly? Hahaha!" The killer laughed like crazy.

"You know, this is my territory! I am a killer, not a soft-footed shrimp! Also, we and Hetu have paid fees to your police! If you come here to arrest me, you are just cleaning up my place, right?

No face?"

"The fee? Did you give it to me? I confiscated it!" Ding Yongqiang spread his hands, "So I am a soldier and you are a thief. It is right to arrest you!"

"Ding Yongqiang, don't be too arrogant!" The killer was angry, "I know your boss Lei Luo! Believe it or not, I will give you a call and you will..."

A bang shot!

Ding Yongqiang directly shot the killer hero in the thigh!

The horse boys around were shocked!

Ding Yongqiang simply doesn't follow the routine and pulls out his gun whenever he disagrees!

The killer screamed and knelt on the ground with one leg, gritting his teeth: "You dare to shoot me?"

A bang shot!

Ding Yongqiang shot Killer Xiong in the other leg again.

The killer screamed again and fell to his knees, no longer as arrogant as before.

Those guys holding horses are all scared out of their wits. Do you want to step forward?

Ding Yongqiang pointed his gun at the stupid boys, "Who's coming? How many bullets do I have here?"

madman!

This Ding Yongqiang is crazy!

Those horse boys were timid.

Everyone took a step back.

Ding Yongqiang stepped forward and picked up the handcuffs on the ground, and clicked the handcuffs on the killer Xiong who had broken his leg.

Killer Xiong endured the pain and wailed: "Ding Yongqiang, I'm going to fuck your mother! If you shoot me, I'm not done with you! I know Lei Luo, and I want to make your detective have nothing to do!"

Ding Yongqiang smiled and approached Killer Hero: "What are you talking about? I can't be a detective? You know, I'm about to be transferred! Do you know that I'm going to Biandu?" Bang bang bang, hit Killer Hero hard with his palm.

A hint of a smile appeared on his cheeks and corners of his mouth, "ICAC!"



Hong Kong Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy.

Fighting competition scene.

The tall and powerful "Boxing King Dong" waved his fist wildly and roared: "Who else?!"

As a fighting instructor at the police academy, "King of Fighters" is invincible and beats the shit out of all the school police officers.

In the stands, Chen Xijiu was chewing a cigarette, crossing her legs and watching the game in front of her happily.
To be continued...
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