Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 151
At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and it was the peak of the day's flow of people.

A female office worker who was about to be late stopped a taxi, "Master, Wan Chai Pier."

The middle-aged man who drove the car heard the word Wan Chai and shook his head repeatedly, "This beautiful girl, I can't go to Wan Chai today."

The female office worker was slightly taken aback, "The road is closed? Why didn't the Hong Kong government notify you?"

The taxi master looked sad, "The road is indeed closed, but not by the Hong Kong government."

This scene has happened thousands of times today.

Small businesses and hawkers in Wanchai District clearly felt that something was wrong today.

That is too congested!

It seems that in an instant today, car accidents occurred at various traffic intersections in Wan Chai.

The car accident is not big, just a small accident.

But the person who got out of the car seemed to be actively looking for something to do. He parked the car in the middle of the road, but didn't move away.

If only this is the case, it is far from enough to explain the problem.

People at various bus stops waited for a long time, but no bus came, and the same was true for taxis.

Wan Chai Police Station is also empty today.

Not only the traffic police, but even the civilian staff were dispatched to mediate the traffic.

At first, Ma Weiming didn't feel anything wrong.

But when all the intersections were blocked, he immediately thought of the incident ten years ago.

His face was gloomy like water, like a black bread man, after a few times of thinking, he finally dialed the number of the Hongxing Headquarters.

After a while, a lazy voice came from over there, "It's Director Ma."

The other party seemed to have known that he would call.

Thinking of the informant's report, Ma Weiming asked suspiciously, "Jiang Tianyang?"

Laughter came from the other end of the phone, "It's me. Director Ma seems to remember my voice. I haven't seen you for a few years. Director Ma has become more and more energetic. I heard that he will be promoted a step higher. I would like to congratulate Director Ma in advance. long."

"Don't talk nonsense with me!"

Ma Weiming asked viciously, "You let the people below block Wanchai today, so you're not afraid that I'll sweep up all of your Hong Xing venues!"

Jiang Tianyang handed the phone to Lei Gong who was sitting opposite him in a comfortable posture.

Lei Gong sighed, answered the phone, and said, "Old Ma, it's me, Lei Gong."

The Sanlian gang sits in the hall of Lei Gong?
Ma Weiming was stunned for a while, and then said coldly, "Your Sanlian Gang is also involved in this matter?"

Lei Gong said, "Director Ma, it's not that we are inside, it's that all of us are forced to do nothing."

"Forced and helpless." Ma Weiming sneered, "Why did I force you to join the Sanlian Gang?"

Lei Gong shook his head, "That young man Lin Mosheng is too aggressive. There are real dragons raised in Director Ma's mountain. How about we come to a gentleman's agreement now?"

"Nowadays, Hong Kong is about to change drastically. All our associations guarantee that Director Ma will become No. 1 in the police force, but how about Director Ma follow the old rules?"

"Perhaps in Lin Mosheng's eyes, the world is only black and white, but we all know that this world is black, white and grey."

Hong Kong Police Force No.1.

What a big breath!
Ma Weiming glanced at the police cap he put on the table, "I am not Lei Luo, and the police are not elected by you bandits!"

Jiang Tianyang, who was next to him, laughed when he heard it, answered the phone and said, "Director Ma, we are citizens, big and good citizens, with 30 votes. Hong Kong is all about the law. We didn't break the law. Could it be that Director Ma sent us Can’t they all be arrested? Stanley Prison is not enough!”

Seeing that Ma Weiming on the other end of the phone didn't answer, Jiang Tianyang continued, "Nowadays, Hong Kong is about to undergo major changes, and those ghosts don't want Hong Kong to have a better life. If Director Ma pins his hopes on the Hong Kong government, I don't think it is necessary. I hope to make a fuss about it.”

After talking hard, Jiang Tianyang began to talk softly, "We don't have any other intentions. Three days later, the Gangdu Association will hold a banquet in the Zhuangyuan Building. We are waiting for Police Officer Lin and the Director of Horses to come. Let's mediate the misunderstanding between each other."

Ma Weiming hung up the phone in his hand. He sat on the chair and thought for a while, but he still couldn't find a way to break the situation.

He thought for a while, put on his police cap, pushed the wheelchair downstairs, and headed towards Chenghuang Temple on Yinyang Road.

Lin Mosheng, who was refining the five emperors' money, heard his subordinate Wu Yi come in to report that the old horse was here.

Lin Mosheng laughed, and the old horse couldn't sit still.

He stood up, picked out a string of five emperors' money, and threw it to Wu Yi, "Your reward."

After all, he stood up and strode out. After refining the five emperors' money for a day, it is indeed time to do some activities.

Wu Yi happily took the five emperors' money and put it on his body. A stream of human luck penetrated his body of [Yin God Soldiers], bringing him a step closer to practice.

"Thank you, General!"

Wu Yi cupped his fists and followed Lin Mosheng.

When he came to the reception room of the side hall in the Yangjian of the Town God's Temple, Lin Mosheng saw Ma Weiming sipping tea with a leisurely expression on his face, and said with a smile, "Uncle Ma, are you in a hurry?"

Ma Weiming glanced at Lin Mosheng angrily, "You're not in a hurry, why am I in a hurry?"

He recounted the phone call between Jiang Tianyang and himself today.

After listening, Lin Mosheng became interested and asked, "How do you know I'm not in a hurry?"

Ma Weiming put down the tea, "With your boyish temperament, if you really had no choice, you would have come to the door with a knife."

Lin Mosheng clapped his hands, "Sure enough, my parents gave birth to me, and Uncle Ma knows me."

Then he looked at Ma Weiming, "Uncle Ma, what would you do without me?"

Ma Weiming thought about it for a while, "They are grasshoppers after autumn, and they can only jump around for a few days, how can we deal with them? Let's pretend to be a snake first, and after a few years, there will naturally be someone who will settle accounts after autumn."

Lin Mosheng nodded, "Indeed, but I, Lin Mosheng, don't like to settle accounts after the autumn. I always have revenge and revenge."

Ma Weiming became interested, "Then how do you deal with it? You won't really kill a river of blood, right? This is not a neon, you still have to pay attention to the impact."

Lin Mosheng shrugged, "I'm not a murderer. Since Jiang Tianyang thinks he is a citizen, then we will deal with it according to the law."

Ma Weiming's eyes flickered with gloom, "But I'm afraid the ghosts are as Jiang Tianyang said, they are happy to see such a situation, and they won't issue so many arrest warrants for us."

Lin Mosheng waved his hand, "I, Lin Mosheng, do things, why should I look at the ghost!"

He looked outside at the already dark sky.

Walking out of the side hall, he suddenly asked Ma Weiming, "Uncle Ma, do you know what the priesthood of the City God is?"

Ma Weiming thought about it carefully, there are many priests of the City God, but in general, there are only four characters.

"Judging yin and judging yang?"

Lin Mosheng looked at the City God's Temple, which was full of incense, and stretched out his right hand, and lit a stove fire, which was upright and immeasurable.

"I, Lin Mosheng, have done this Yin trial several times, but it's the first time to judge Yang."

Suddenly, he shouted sharply, "Where are the five hundred City God soldiers?!"

Following Lin Mosheng's shout, no matter whether it was the Yin soldiers stationed in the Town God's Temple or the Yin soldiers stationed in Dayu Island, they all sensed it instantly.

It turned into cloudy winds and came roaring to Lin Mosheng.

When the soldiers and horses arrived, Lin Mosheng was not idle.

The stove fire in your hand uses the power of [Baijiayan] to cooperate with the people in your ears to check the people who are making trouble during the day.

Supan, the City God, had unknowingly stood beside Lin Mosheng, cooperating with his own supernatural powers and Yi Yan, to verify the people on the list one by one.

When the Yin soldiers gathered, Su Pan lit the stove fire in Lin Mosheng's hand, and using the fire as ink, he wrote names one by one in the air.

The orange-red stove fell to the ground and turned into fire sticks, on which were the names of the offenders and the crimes committed.

"Where is the arrest in black and white?"

Little Fourteen and Little Fifteen, who had already lined up in front of the Yin soldiers, immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty is here."

Wearing a big red city god crown, Su Pan said, "Go and arrest the souls of the offenders, and be punished by the underworld according to the law, so that they and others who break the law will know that the laws of the yang world cannot be judged. , has its own retribution from righteous gods."

"As ordered!"

Black and white impermanence took the order, and the Yin soldiers neatly divided the torches, carrying the shackles and shackles, turned into gusts of wind, and scattered from the Temple of the City God.

For a moment, the incense burner in the Yangjian of the Town God's Temple shot up into the sky, turning into a fire dragon, burning half of the night on Yinyang Road red.

Seeing this scene, the old horse smiled and cried, "It turns out that this is judging yin and yang."

Wan Chai Causeway Bay.

Chen Haonan's base camp.

Chen Haonan's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked at the pheasant next to him, "Didn't I ask you to restrain the brothers and not get involved in this matter?"

Today, young and Dangerous boys threaten taxi drivers and block the road, so naturally he also has a share in Causeway Bay.

Pheasant smiled wryly and said, "Brother, the club suspected that you were too close to Lin Mosheng before, so even the bastard Dao Baqiang was in charge, and you haven't become the talker yet."

He hesitated and said, "If the entire Hong Kong Metropolitan Club takes action this time, and if we don't, I'm afraid we won't even be able to sit still in Causeway Bay."

Chen Haonan was short of breath for a while.

Sandwiched between Lin Mosheng and the society, he is not a human being inside and out.

It would be fine if Lin Mosheng and him were brothers.

On the issue, Lin Mosheng never looked at him directly, and only Gan Zitai's friendship can protect him.

But can it really protect itself?

His loyal younger brother, Fatty, said, "Brother Nan, I did what I did today. One person does the work and one person does it. If he, Lin Mosheng, wants me, a little shrimp, to make amends, I'll just go to jail. It's just a block with others." Lu, I don't believe how many years he can be sentenced."

Chen Haonan sighed, "You don't understand, Lin Mosheng is not the kind of law-abiding person."

Before Chen Haonan finished speaking, the lights in the warehouse flickered violently, and gusts of wind poured into the gate, making everyone in short-sleeves feel cold.

Chen Haonan had the experience of being imprisoned, and he was the first to react.

He strode forward to the statue of Guan Gong enshrined in the middle of the warehouse, and picked up the incense sticks.

But after a few seconds, his face turned pale.

Because he couldn't light the incense stick in his hand no matter what, even if the yellow incense stick rolled a few times in the long-burning lamp, it still didn't feel a little bit lit.

At this time, a pair of hands stretched out from the side, pressed Chen Haonan, took the incense stick in his hand, and said with a light smile, "I usually do evil things, but now I come to worship God, is this useful?"

Chen Haonan turned his head to look at the person who came.

The other party is extremely young, about the same age as his younger brother.

However, he is tall and tall, wearing a wooden armor. On the front of the wooden armor, there is a vicious ghostly face growing vividly. On one side of his waist is a war knife, and on the other is a string of five emperors' coins.

Although he was no different from a stranger, Chen Haonan's feeling was far more terrifying than the 'black and white impermanence' he encountered back then.

Wu Yi first took the incense and rolled it in the ever-burning lamp. Surprisingly, he lit the incense right away.

Then respectfully offered incense to Emperor Guan Shengdi and prayed, "Wu Yi, under the seat of Chenghuang Temple on Yinyang Road, is ordered by Chenghuang Suphan and General Lin Mosheng to arrest the wicked."

Amidst the curling smoke, Chen Haonan saw in despair that the statue of Guan Shengdi slowly closed its eyes, and the whole statue turned backwards, with its back facing Chen Haonan, apparently not to be enshrined by him in the future.

Fat Boy's crown was trembling, but he still bravely stepped forward and said, "When one person does something, the other person does it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soul-shackle was put on his body, and the smoke-like soul body was dragged out. The Yin God Soldier who followed Wu Yi sneered, "What's wrong, there is reason to do bad things. When we get to the Temple of the City God, there is your suffer."

The younger brothers next to them had never seen such a battle, and ran out like crazy.

However, Wu Yi sneered and held a torch and began to roll the roll, "Zhao Shanhe, Chen Youliang, Xue Chang..."

One by one, whose names he called out, their souls were frozen in an instant, and their physical bodies ran forward a few steps before they fell.

Wu Yi put on the shackles one by one with a smile, and then said to Chen Haonan, "You are lucky, you are not on the list today."

After finishing speaking, he and his colleagues pulled up the dull-looking soul and walked outside.

Chen Haonan was thinking a lot in his mind, and suddenly shouted, "I have an old relationship with Gan Zitai!"

Wu Yi paused for a moment and said, "It's useless for you to ask the boss about this matter, don't worry, they are not guilty of death, they are just suffering some flesh and blood, you take good care of their bodies, and they will return to the sun."

Wu Yi walked out through the door with his soul.

Chen Haonan looked conflicted, and finally he called someone to take care of the bodies of several people, and then went to the Chenghuang Temple on Yinyang Road alone.

The soul flies very fast, and the surrounding cold wind blows on the body, just like a knife.

The fat boy who was originally dazed was blown by the cold wind, and his expression became a little sober. He knew that if he stiffened his neck now, he would be looking for guilt.

So he cautiously asked Wu Yi, the leader in front, "Brother ghost, where are we going? Is it the underworld?"

Wu Yi chuckled, "I'm not under the control of the underworld government. If you dare to make trouble on my general's territory during the day, you will benefit later."

Fatty swallowed subconsciously, only to realize that he had no saliva to swallow.

Pheasant Zhao Shanhe also came to his senses at this time, and he said sternly, "Lin Mosheng is so casually arresting the souls of Yang people, isn't he afraid of being blamed by the underworld?"

Wu Yi laughed loudly, "Hey, now you know how to tell us about the law? I'll let you know how strict the Yin Law is!"

Before Zhao Shanhe got more words from Wu Yi, they reached the ground.

I saw the brightly lit Town God's Temple, where incense was burning, and a pillar of red fire a few meters high was ignited.

On the bright yellow roof with double eaves, only the ghosts and gods can see the divine power like a dragon, with colorful colors, and four curtains hang down like canopies.

The main entrance of the main hall was opened, and on the straight avenue of worship, the souls of wicked people were dragged by the Yin soldiers into the narrow space between Yin and Yang.

No matter how flattering they are, cursing, or roaring, it won't help. If they roar fiercely, they will be beaten and kicked by Yin soldiers.

In the narrow space of yin and yang, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves kept coming, which could be heard penetratingly in the night.

There are gods when you raise your head three feet, don't blame the city god for his strict laws.

(End of this chapter)