Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 153: The Eight-Faced Buddha and his mercenaries attacked, and the collusion between Qin Fan and the British army was "discovered"
In a building in the suburbs that showed traces of time, the depressing and tense atmosphere seemed to be frozen. The drug lord, Eight-Faced Buddha, with many mercenaries standing around him, sat on a shabby wooden chair, his face as gloomy as the coming storm, and the fierceness and determination revealed in his eyes were chilling. He came here only to avenge his eldest son.

Not long ago, his eldest son came to Hong Kong Island to trade drug powder with Lei Yaoyang of East Star, but unfortunately died in the joint attack of Qin Fan and the police force.

The Eight-Faced Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the armrests with his fingers, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound, as if he was thinking of a complicated and dangerous plan with each tap.

Suddenly, there was a very light sound of footsteps outside the door, and the sound was particularly clear in this silent environment. Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the door like sharp arrows, and a graceful figure slowly walked in. This person was called Mena, the daughter of the Eight-Faced Buddha. However, only a few people knew that Mena was actually the son's gender change.

Mena's face was filled with a trace of fatigue that was difficult to conceal. She walked straight to the Eight-Faced Buddha, took out a piece of paper, and said softly, "Father, this is the place that Qin Fan will pass by later, as provided by the informant."

The Eight-Faced Buddha took the note, glanced at it, stood up, and walked to the table where the map was placed. On the map, various lines and marks were intricately intertwined, like a mysterious spider web.

The eight-faced Buddha's eyes scanned back and forth, his brain working rapidly, thinking about every detail and possible situation. At the same time, his fingers gently tapped several locations on the map, repeatedly considering the best place to take action.

Mena and the mercenaries around him looked at him quietly, not daring to make a sound, waiting for his orders.

After a moment, the Eight-Faced Buddha's finger stopped at a spot. It was a major traffic artery with complex terrain around it. There were tall buildings that could be used as cover, narrow alleys that were convenient for hiding and retreating, and multiple roads to choose from, allowing for both attack and defense.

The Eight-Faced Buddha raised his head, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "This is where we will take action."

The mercenaries immediately straightened up, their eyes full of anticipation and desire to fight.

The Eight-Faced Buddha arranged an action plan: "We will divide into three groups and approach the target from different directions. Once we find Qin Fan, we will attack immediately and kill him in one fell swoop. Remember, this operation must succeed and not fail." The Eight-Faced Buddha's eyes were full of determination, and his voice was like ice, which made people shudder.

"Yes"

The crowd roared.

"Let's go!" With the command of the Eight-Faced Buddha, the mercenaries moved quickly. They sorted out their equipment and checked their weapons with skillful and quick movements. Then, they boarded the car, and the roar of the car engine broke the silence, as if announcing that a bloody battle was about to come.

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British Army Headquarters.

Time went back to more than an hour ago. Major Alexandra, the niece of British Commander Drake, who had just arrived in Hong Kong, was patrolling the military camp as usual. Her legs were straight, her steps were firm, and her eyes revealed a kind of majesty and confidence. When she walked outside Qin Fan's room, she unexpectedly witnessed Qin Fan playing with a group of female soldiers and female officers.

Alexandra was instantly furious. In her mind, the army had always been a solemn and sacred place, where no inappropriate behavior was allowed. She wanted to rush in to stop it immediately, but for some reason, her steps seemed to be frozen, and she looked up as if possessed by a ghost.

Next, the amazing fighting power that Qin Fan showed in this special "battle" deeply shocked Alexandra. A complex emotion surged in her heart, including shock, shyness, and a hint of inexplicable curiosity. After this blushing "battle" was over, Alexandra finally came to her senses. She pushed open the door, pulled out her gun, and shouted at Qin Fan: "Asshole, how dare you insult the female soldiers of the British Empire!"

Qin Fan's eyes lit up. This female soldier who suddenly broke in was so beautiful. With such a good figure, Qin Fan said calmly, "This was arranged by Commander Drake."

Alexandra shouted angrily, "Impossible, my uncle would never do such a thing." Alexandra knew that her uncle was a gentleman who would never do such a thing. This bastard was obviously slandering her. If it weren't for the other party's special identity, Alexandra would have already shot.

"You are Commander Drake's niece."

Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Whether it's true or not, just ask your uncle and you'll know."

Alexandra left the room immediately, and soon she arrived at Drake's office.

Drake was resting on the table, with a trace of fatigue on his face. Due to his age, his fighting ability was very poor, and he had fired all his bullets on the female soldier in less than ten minutes. Hearing the noise, Drake raised his head with an angry look on his face. Seeing that it was his niece, the anger on his face turned into a smile: "Alexandra is here, why are you so angry, who bullied you?"

Alexandra angrily recounted what she had just seen.

Drake was very embarrassed and thought to himself that it was your uncle who arranged this.

"Uncle, this is too bad. You must severely punish the officer who sent the female soldier to Qin Fan and Qin Fan, especially Qin Fan. He actually said that you arranged it." Alexandra said with her calm and beautiful face.

After a moment of silence, Drake said, "I arranged it."

Drake sighed in his heart. The glorious image he had always had in front of his niece was shattered.

"What?" Alexandra looked at Drake in disbelief, as if she didn't know her uncle.

Drake sighed helplessly and said, "Military spending is getting less and less, and the living standards of soldiers are declining. Qin Fan is willing to help us, so we should repay him."

Then he added: "Those female soldiers are for our national defense and are people who deserve admiration."

Alexandra was moved and asked puzzledly, "Are the treatment of the British troops here so bad?" In Alexandra's impression, the treatment of the British troops was very good.

Drake smiled bitterly and said, "The money was either taken away by politicians, capitalists and aristocrats, or used to pay welfare benefits to the people, or was embezzled by layers of corruption. There was no military funds for our colonial army. If it weren't for our smuggling, it would be even worse."

At this point, the wry smile on Drake's face turned into anger.

If it weren't for those bastards, how could he have come to this point.

Alexandra was shocked and asked, "You are still smuggling?"

At this moment, her beautiful fantasy about the army was completely shattered. Then, she sighed. "I'm sorry, uncle, I wronged you." After saying that, she bowed deeply.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, just go out."

Drake said, waving his hand.

"Yes"

Alexandra left the room.

He closed the door smoothly.

She glanced at the room where Qin Fan was, and her heart was beating fast when she thought of his wonderful performance just now.

It's not that she's drunk, but that her good-looking husband is useless and she has never had any good food.

(End of this chapter)