At the beginning, I want to quit the arena

Chapter 39

In Po Lat Lane, Tsim Sha Tsui, outside the door of a bone shop with a signboard of acupressure massage.

Yau Tsim Mong, a well-known horseman who came in a hurry, looked at Luo Zijie who was calm and biting a toothpick in front of him with a livid face:
"Sir, do you want to be so exaggerated? Everyone is just living in this area!"

Behind Luo Zijie, [-] or [-] scantily clad women were lined up, being escorted into police cars by police officers one after another.

"I don't even want to, and I've heard of your name, but my boss is in a bad mood, you all know that Damo doesn't give her face, and that guy doesn't see anyone. You're just unlucky. I think you might as well change your career?" Luo Zijie leaned against the front of the police car, smiled at the fairy and said:

"What's more, these Southeast Asian women under your command, even if I let them go, the people at the immigration department will not let them go. Hey, the most exaggerated few, after queuing up in the morning to get their marriage certificates, come out to start work in the afternoon? At least let her work with that The husband of Xiangjiang who cheated immigrants through a fake marriage went on a honeymoon to get acquainted? She was given five men and asked her to choose which one was her husband. "

The veins on the fairy's neck could not help but tense. More than [-] women were captured by the chicken-killing team and the Immigration Department. , those money can be earned back very quickly, but with the participation of the Immigration Department, the nature is completely different. These twenty or so women will be treated as illegal workers first, and then they will be investigated for fake marriages. After the procedures are completed, people will be sent back to China quickly, and in the future they can only come to Xiangjiang by smuggling. However, Southeast Asian women who smuggle in will know that the single price will be lower, so they generally will not come to Xiangjiang again.

The main problem now is that the Chicken Killing Group and the Immigration Department jointly targeted him. He had more than a hundred women in his hands, and more than 20 of them were sent away. It seems that the problem is not serious, and twenty of them were sent away today. , Tomorrow he will be able to send thirty more from Southeast Asia. It is not for nothing that his business is called the Human Meat Market in Southeast Asia. people.

But the immigration department is different. Even if I send a hundred of them tomorrow, if the immigration department targets them, it will only be the result of a one-day trip to Xiangjiang. Moreover, the tighter the immigration department monitors, the more local men are willing to marry Southeast Asian women. With fewer and fewer people coming, the price of fake marriages will also be higher and higher. These Southeast Asian rotten chickens only accept money. If the business under his gods is too bad, they will definitely take over the business privately. The groom, the other party came to the door, but he was even more troublesome.

"It's none of my business if Da Mo doesn't give her face?" Shen Xian asked Luo Zijie, lowering his head and lighting a cigarette.

Luo Zijie laughed: "My boss wants to get rid of Da Mo and get a promotion reward, but he can't get on his line even if he is a snake. I want to ask you to help."

Immortal's expression froze, he looked up at Luo Zijie, and took two deep breaths of cigarettes: "Although Damo and I have different prefixes, we are in the same spirit. Do you want my immortal to betray my friend? Shit!"

After speaking, he slammed the cigarette on the ground, gave Luo Zijie a middle finger, turned around and walked towards the store.

"I know you are loyal, see you tomorrow night, Brother Shenxian." Luo Zijie responded with a smile towards the back of the fairy.

The fairy with his back to Luo Zijie had a ferocious expression, gritted his teeth, opened the curtain and walked in.

After Luo Zijie said hello, he spat out the toothpick in his mouth, turned around and opened the door to get in the car, and drove towards the police station.

It was already night, Ouyang Feng took a sip of the cold coffee, and continued to look through the file.

"Dong dong dong~" Someone knocked on the door of Ouyang Feng's office from outside.

Ouyang Feng raised his head from the stacked files: "Come in."

"Madam!" Luo Zijie pushed open the door with a smile on his face: "Today's operation is over, and 27 women who lost their feet were caught, and all of them have been brought back now."

Ouyang Feng stood up, went to the window and opened the blinds, and looked into the hall. Sure enough, more than [-] women with heavy makeup and scantily dressed clothes were queuing up for fingerprinting.

"Have you asked? Do you have any clues about the women under Damo Shengjiale?" Ouyang Feng asked Luo Zijie.

Luo Zijie shook his head: "They are all Southeast Asian women under the command of the gods. Although the gods didn't speak, I think...he won't be able to last for a few days. Madam, I have confidence that he will help us."

"Isn't that exactly our plan? There is no seam on the outside of this egg, so let those people help us open a gap from the inside." Ouyang Feng closed the blinds: "Snake Ming, if the business of the gods is frequently blocked Sweeping the field, you can't last too long, the loyalty of the rivers and lakes can't compare with real money, so they will definitely open their mouths, talk about clues that they know in the industry but we don't, get rid of those women outside, let everyone go home early and rest, tomorrow continue."

Luo Zijie snapped to attention: "Yes, Madam!"

Luo Zijie turned and left, while Ouyang Feng walked back to the desk, continued to look through the files in his hand, and finally picked out one of them, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then picked up the phone and dialed a number:
"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but I have a plan to report to you. Compared with the previous SDS's unchanging smuggling operation against the sex industry in Yau Tsim Mong District, it may be a bit too innovative. I worry that the Ministry of Internal Affairs will For some reason, it is not allowed to pass, and the relevant personnel are transferred, I need your help."

"Complete your proposal and send it to my office tomorrow. I have to read it before I can give you a definite answer. However, what I need you to understand now is that I will watch you develop a new project with the most concern. and always give you all the help you need, you will be my most proud subordinate, Monica." On the phone, a middle-aged male voice said sonorously in English.

Ouyang Feng lifted his chin slightly, his face was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were firm: "Yse Sir! I will definitely not let you down!"

"I believe." The other party responded with admiration, and then hung up the phone.

……

On the roof, Sheng Jiale stood by the wall of the roof, smiling and looking at You Huixin, who had become one with several women. At this time, several people were amused by Feng Aoer showing Sheng Jiale secretly dancing in the living room before.

"Old Dou, what's the fun? I hide and dance by myself, how about sharing it in public?" Chili took a puff of a cigarette, looked at Sheng Jiale who was standing alone by the wall, and said.

Ye Hongxin, the prince of Meidu, came back with twenty servings of baked pork rib rice, his face was as ugly as bitter gourd, and he followed the pepper's words while walking:
"Twenty servings of baked pork rib rice for nothing, of course he danced happily? My wife almost beat me to jump off the building! A pair of unscrupulous mother and son, I have never felt warm as neighbors with you..."

When the baked pork ribs rice was brought to the table, Chili walked up to Ye Hongxin with a smile, put his arms around Ye Hongxin's shoulders, put half of his body on Ye Hongxin, and said delicately, "Brother Prince, is this warmth enough?"

"It's better~" Ye Hongxin said with a relaxed expression.

"You don't want to help warm the prince." Pepper greeted the other women.

More than a dozen women smiled and squeezed to Ye Hongxin's side, surrounded Ye Hongxin like stars holding the moon. You Huixin raised the camera to record this scene. Ye Hongxin's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile full of lust , half-closed his eyes, slowly opened his hands, and hugged the women around him.

"Do it!" The next moment, Chili slowly withdrew from the crowd, biting a cigarette and ordered: "After being taught by the fourth sister, I still have the guts to eat my old lady's tofu! This time I won't leave him any underwear!"

"Help!" Ye Hongxin screamed again: "Sister Ping, save me!"

Zhuang Chunping gnawed on the chicken wings beside her, and said vaguely: "Eating BBQ meat, you get very angry, and send twenty servings of herbal tea, what do you think?"

Seeing that his underwear was in danger, Young Master Ye shouted loudly: "Deal!"

A group of women let go of their hands, watching the poor Prince Meidu grabbing his underwear and fleeing in embarrassment, all of them laughed.

Chili sees that Sheng Jiale has not responded, and walks to Sheng Jiale with a can of beer:

"Old Dou, I asked you just now, what is so happy about it? Did you tell me?"

Sheng Jiale hesitated for a moment, and said calmly to Chili, who had been with him the longest, "I applied for a home return permit two days ago, and I want to wash my hands in a golden basin, so I won't do it."

　Thanks to the reader Mo Jun, the leader of the alliance, for the reward, add the account first, and count it together when it is on the shelf...

　　Speaking of rewards, I would like to ask all the readers who have given rewards, you are rewarded because of the title of Yanzu of Bolan Street, right?
　　You guys know what answer I want to hear~~Cooperate~ There are outsiders, pay attention to unity and order.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)