Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 10 Midnight
"Uh--"

Uncle Jian, who folded his hands together and was about to press his chest and abdomen, was stunned for a while, and stretched out his hand to pat the other person's face, but he was slapped away halfway, and the person was pushed aside. .

"You... are you okay?"

Uncle Jian fell to the ground beside him, looking at the man who was sitting up slowly, his face was a little surprised for a while.

"fine."

Yang Chu shook his head, glanced at the few people standing beside him with a dazed look, and seemed to be a little puzzled for a while and asked, "What happened?"

"Uncle Jian thought you were drowning and wanted to give you first aid."

"If you don't wake up again, I will almost give you artificial respiration."

The two teenagers standing beside them winked and screamed, with mocking smirks on their dark faces.

"You two bad boys!"

Uncle Jian, who breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help laughing and scolding when he saw the appearance of the two teenagers, and then looked at Yang Chu, his expression suddenly not so good-looking, "Young son, you almost scared me to death just now, I thought You are dead!"

"Sorry! I fell asleep."

Yang Chu probably figured out the situation at this time, and showed an apologetic smile, "I couldn't sleep all the time, but I fell asleep while lying in the water."

"Okay, okay, whether you're sleeping or swimming, I'm going to close at 10 o'clock."

After a false alarm, Uncle Jian didn't bother to say more, stood up from the ground and started chasing people.

Yang Chu didn't say anything else, stood up, followed by the two teenagers, and walked towards the shower room.

Just before leaving, he glanced back at several swimming pools, and unconsciously put on a faint smile on his face.

At this moment, Yang Chu clearly felt that his mental state was much better, and he felt quite refreshed.
Although it was not long, about half an hour, but just now in the water, his brain really got a short rest and relaxation while keeping the internal system of the body running.

"Don't look at it, I'll open the door at six tomorrow morning, let's go!"

In front of the swimming pool gate of Sham Shui Po (bù) Park, Uncle Jian watched Yang Chu still standing in front of the gate, went up to say something about the opening time of the swimming pool, turned around and hurried to a bus stop not far away.

On the street, a double-decker bus turned and crossed a zebra crossing and was about to enter the platform.

At this time, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, and the bus was almost the last one or two.

Watching the pool manager hurried to the bus stop, and then squeezed into the bus out of breath, Yang Chu stood in front of the pool door, and suddenly had the urge to dive into the pool again and continue to "sleep" for a while.

The short sleep in the pool just now made him feel extra comfortable.

Looking back on it now, the state just now was like returning to the mother's womb, wandering in the endless and unknown.

However, Yang Chu stood silently in front of the swimming pool for a while, and still gave up the idea of ​​entering the swimming pool by other means.

First of all, the security measures of this swimming pool are not bad, and it is still difficult to enter.Second, his current state is clear-headed, and there is no sense that his consciousness is gradually tending to chaos.

"Forget it, just in time to see Hong Kong Island at midnight."

……

In West Kowloon, on a table on the first floor of Lao Tan Tea Restaurant, He Jiaan, who was holding a piece of siu Mai with his chopsticks, glanced at the people who walked in one after another from the door, and then went to a large group of people upstairs in the Tea Restaurant. A look of doubt appeared on his face.

Opposite He Jiaan, sitting was a tall, dark and strong man in his 30s. He didn't care about these people who walked in from outside the store, and he was still holding a bowl of wontons, eating deliciously.

"Sir Chen, these people..."

After He Jiaan followed these people upstairs, he turned his head again, lowered his voice, and looked at the tall, dark-skinned man.

"One hall, four great families."

The tall, dark-skinned man replied casually, picked up another wonton with a spoon, blew a breath, and continued to eat happily.

After eating the wontons, the dark-skinned tall man seemed to notice He Jiaan who was sitting across from him. With his still puzzled eyes, he put down his bowl and asked, "Does Yiqun know?"

"I don't know." He Jiaan shook his head.

"Hey, it's fortunate that you and I are in the serious crime group now. If you were in the anti-gangster group, you wouldn't know anything about it, but it would be miserable."

The dark-skinned tall man sneered, and continued, "Lime Hao must know."

"I know." He Jiaan nodded quickly, even if he was a freshman who just graduated from the police academy, as long as he lived on Hong Kong Island, he must have heard of this generation of drug kings who once caused a sensation in Hong Kong.

The dark-skinned tall man took a toothpick from the table, put it in his mouth, and continued: "I saw those old guys in the crowd just now, these few used to be with the lame man, good luck, Back then, I didn’t eat guns and I didn’t enter the shift room. Now I’m dragging it up, and it’s a word. Well, this store is one of their liaison points.”

"what?"

He Jiaan heard the last sentence, and his face showed a little nervousness. He quickly looked left and right. Seeing that the owner and waiter in the tea restaurant did not notice him, he was relieved, and leaned forward a little. Pressing even lower, "Then...then are we still here?"

"Of course the supper here is delicious."

The dark-skinned tall man's tone was a little unscrupulous, but also a little bit resentful, "Otherwise, let's stay here or arrest people? Unless they kill dozens or hundreds of people, it will be the anti-black group and the anti-drug group. Until we intervene."

Speaking, the dark-skinned tall man tilted his head again and glanced at He Jiaan in front of him, "Hey, An Zai, I have seen your file, you did very well in the police academy, you are catching up with me, follow me Be more conspicuous in the future.”

"Yes." He Jiaan heard the compliment, and wanted to stand up and salute with excitement, but his body touched the table of the tea restaurant again, and the wontons and bamboo trays on the table shook, and he scratched his head quickly and sat back. .

The dark-skinned tall man sitting opposite He Jiaan shook his head and chuckled again.

At this time, the third floor of the tea restaurant was in a box.

Four old men in their sixties, dressed in old-fashioned robes with horse hangings or Tang suits, were sitting around a small round table, watching the tea pouring out of Gululu.

Behind each of the four old people, two or three more people stood, either wearing short-sleeved jeans, crooked, and none of them were right.Either in suits and leather shoes, with the style of a successful person, but they are not qualified to take a seat.

woohoo-

The sound of tea being boiled sounded.

A chunky old man in a Tang suit sitting at the head of the round table slowly stood up and began to make tea.

After the tea was brewed, he poured the cups in front of the other three old people sitting at the round table one by one, and finally it was his turn.

After a circle of tea was poured, the chubby old man in a Tang suit picked up the teacup in front of him and made a gesture of serving tea.

"Tea please!"

(End of this chapter)