Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 300: Diverting the trouble (asking for monthly votes at the end of the month)

George looked at Lin Feng in horror, his brain almost shutting down.

"Who the hell is this guy? How come he even knows how much money is in my wallet?"

If Lin Feng had told George before that he knew about Elizabeth's medication, that would have been considered surveillance...but the money in this wallet was truly private.

No one except George knew about this.

But the man opposite knew it clearly.

"Twenty-five million, nine out of 13 returned."

“Compound interest.”

"In just three years, your life will be ruined!"

George smiled bitterly and said:
"In one year, if not three years, I'll be finished."

Lin Feng is not a simple character. He is not only the leader of the Hongxing Society's Causeway Bay, but also has thousands of followers under him. He is also a typical black and white person.

The bosses of the police station have a very good relationship with Lin Feng.

The most important thing is that this guy is a rich man. And in the Western world, the people you can't offend the most are the rich.

Any one of Lin Feng's identities would be a headache, not to mention the three identities combined.

Don't think that George Onsa's identity as an intelligence agency can exempt him from all troubles. This is impossible.

Even in Angsa, no one wants to mess with the society.

To be honest, these guys have no culture. They believe in primitive justice and advocate blood debts must be repaid with blood.

Being a civil servant in Angsa is, after all, just a job, and there is absolutely no such thing as selfless dedication.

Public is public, private is private, right and wrong are very clear.

How to understand?
Take George for example. If he got in trouble with a street gang, all his colleagues would warn him to get rid of the trouble as soon as possible.

Don't let it affect your work.

How can George solve it?
He could only use his personal identity to solve it.

To put it bluntly, apart from your job identity, you are just an ordinary person.

Then, when faced with threats from the community, you are as helpless as ordinary people.

This is why there are many policemen in Hong Kong movies who, because they are short of money, have to borrow money from loan sharks, and are still helpless when being chased by gangs for debt.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng happens to be the de facto leader of Hongxing, one of the top ten gangs in the underworld.

It is well known in the world that Lin Feng and Liang Kun have a relationship as close as one person.

To offend Lin Feng is equivalent to offending Liang Kun, and if expanded upon, it is equivalent to offending the entire Hongxing.

How many members are there in the Hongxing community now?
Nearly 40,000 people!

These 40,000 people don't have to do anything. If ten or a hundred of them go to the police station together to collect debts, how will George deal with it?

Not only did his reputation get ruined, but Angsa also lost all his face.

Lin Feng looked at him curiously:
"I'm very curious, who gave you the courage to come to me and act wild?"

"Do you think that the societies in Hong Kong are inferior to the gangs in Fog City?"

George was so frightened that he quickly raised his hands up - it became a conditioned reflex.

"No no no no!"

"Dear Lin, I just heard you reveal my secret and reacted subconsciously."

"Please understand that this is the professional impulse of an intelligence officer to hear his own privacy."

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"So, if I punch you back and kill you, it would be considered a professional impulse, right?"

"I am a martial artist anyway."

George smiled bitterly and said:
"Lin, I was wrong. I'll let you do whatever you want. Please don't humiliate me anymore."

Lin Feng said calmly:
"Go ask around in the martial arts world and find out what my reputation is like?"

"If you respect me, I will respect you."

"You are just a guy who came to buy intelligence, but you attacked me, an intelligence dealer."

"You're not the kind of person who would seek death."

George shut up decisively. He realized that he had made a huge mistake by coming here this time.

"I am a reasonable person."

"You owe me twenty-five million pounds. How are you going to pay me back?"

George was terrified:
"Wait, Lin, is there some misunderstanding?"

"Isn't it 25 million Hong Kong dollars?"

"How can it be twenty-five million pounds?"

Snapped!
Lin Feng snapped his fingers, and Wang Jianguo took out a document.
"give him."

Wang Jianguo handed it to George as he was told, but his eyes were always fixed on George's temples, brows, heart and other places.

George couldn't care less and started checking the documents immediately, feeling so sad that he couldn't even cry!

He wanted to give himself a big slap in the face.

Wow, the unit above is actually pounds, not Hong Kong dollars.

Lin Feng said slowly:

"You are the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau. You should know what I do."

"I am an intelligence businessman and I respect the work of my peers."

"I offered a bounty twice before, and each time I offered a bounty of 25 million silver pieces of paper."

"You are from Ansa, so of course your currency is pounds."

"You don't think twenty-five million silver pieces are a good match for your status, do you?"

George was despairing:

"Twenty-five million pounds..."

"You'd better kill me. I really can't take it out."

It would have been fine if he didn't know the actual amount of the document, but once he knew, he became completely listless.

Previously, George could have obtained 25 million Hong Kong dollars by just putting in some effort and gritting his teeth.

Therefore, he is not in a hurry.

But twenty-five million pounds, that's more than ten times the amount?!

He is a chief superintendent of the political department of a police station, where can he go?
Lin Feng mocked:
"You are such a loser."

George smiled bitterly and said:
"This is totally beyond my ability!"

Lin Feng looked at him with contempt:
"You're the chief superintendent of the police station's special branch, but I think you're not even as good as a petty thief in Hong Kong."

George said angrily:

"I admit that I can't afford the 25 million pounds, but I firmly deny that I am no better than the little thief in Hong Kong."

"How can they compare with me?"

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"Are you really better than them?"

George said loudly:
"Of course!"

George shouted quite loudly, as if he had used up all his dignity.

Lin Feng said slowly:
"Some time ago, the rich man was blackmailed for 1.4 billion Hong Kong dollars by a man named Zhuo Ziqiang."

"We still use cash, old notes!"

"It was this same Zhuo Ziqiang who extorted 800 million Hong Kong dollars from the second richest man."

"It's the same cash used, old notes."

"This little thief only made two attempts and extorted a total of 1.84 billion Hong Kong dollars."

"If converted into Ansa pounds, that's over 100 million pounds!"

“It took less than a month in total.”

"Can you... compare to him?"

George's mouth opened wide in shock.

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"You are talking."

George's mouth was filled with a bitter taste:
"Compared to... not as good as."

Lin Feng's face changed.
"I don't care how you make money."

"You are a swindler. You need to find a way to pay me back within a month."

"Otherwise, you can just wait for the police station to be trampled by my little brothers!"

"I just need to take out 10 million pounds to share among my brothers. Do you think your office can handle such a large influx of people?"

thump!
George fell to his knees:
"Lin, please let me go. I really can't pay back so much money."

Lin Feng said indifferently:
"I am an intelligence businessman, not a philanthropist."

"You're not going to pay me back the money you owe me?"

"Just try it!"

"You can think of a way to run away. I am happy to transfer this business. I believe the skinheads in Anza and the gangs in Sicily, Italy are very interested in taking over."

George shouted:
"Lin, you can't do this to me!"

boom!
Lin Feng kicked George out, sending him flying high.

George was numb.

Of course the body hurts, but more so the mind hurts.

He finally understood why there were so many gangs in Hong Kong, but no one was willing to mess with Lin Feng.

This guy is the devil!

Once you provoke him, there is no way to get rid of him.

Lin Feng said indifferently:
"Give you two choices."

"One is that I will throw the top of your cement tank into the sea, and then call the police the next day and say that you can't pay me back and you committed suicide."

George's pupils suddenly shrank and he said in a lost voice:
"You can't do this."

Lin Feng ignored him and said directly:

"The second option is to buy the intelligence you want from me and pay me back within a month."

George said with a sad face:

"How can I pay this back?"

Lin Feng mocked:
"Don't worry, you will pay it back."

"Think about it, even Zhuo Ziqiang was able to extort more than 100 million pounds in a month. You are the Chief Superintendent of the Police Department's Political Department. Don't you have this ability?"

George looked up in surprise.

Lin Feng held a cigar in his mouth, his expression was even more indifferent:
"I'll count to three. If you don't make a choice, I'll make it for you."

"one……"

George shouted:

"two!"

"I choose two!"

Lin Feng immediately put on a smiling face again:

"You should have told me earlier."

"Jianguo, why are you standing there? Hurry up and help our honorable Chief Superintendent George up."

"This is our distinguished guest."

Wang Jianguo walked to George angrily and squinted his eyes and said:
"Shall I help you up?"

George said quickly:
"No, I'll do it myself!"

How could he dare to let Wang Jianguo, the evil star, take action?

George's keen sense had long noticed that Wang Jianguo was always aiming at his vital points, so he was crazy and asked Wang Jianguo to help him. Lin Feng shouted:

"Why do you treat our distinguished guests like this?"

"Build it!"

"go out!"

Wang Jianguo bowed to Lin Feng in dismay and walked out.

Lin Feng pretended that what happened just now never happened, smiled and made tea for George, and even gave him a cigar, which made George flattered.

"George, I am an intelligence dealer. Any piece of intelligence has a clear price tag."

"If you want to buy it, you have to bring money."

"Of course, I will also provide cash loan services based on the actual situation of the customer."

"What kind of information do you want?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned the silver paper. As soon as he did, George's legs went weak.

However, the money owed to Lin Feng must be repaid. If not, the bottom of the sea will be his final resting place.

George asked with great trepidation:

"With your information, can I really pay the money back?"

Lin Feng said dissatisfiedly:
"I do business based on credibility. If you get my information, you will not only make a fortune, but you will also be promoted and get rich."

George was skeptical and asked:

"Do you have any information on the attack on Archduke Andre?"

Lin Feng said proudly:
"That's natural. I've told you before that there's very little information in Hong Kong that I don't know!"

George cheered up:
"I want to know why Archduke Andre was attacked."

Lin Feng shrugged:

“This is very simple.”

"Grand Duke Andre repeatedly avoided the security personnel and went out because he wanted to meet someone."

"Someone wants to do business in the Ansa Federation, and he has set his sights on the Maple Leaf Country's dock project."

"However, his connections are mostly in Hong Kong, and his arms are too short to reach them."

"So they wanted to bribe Archduke Andre to mediate."

"Then there was the strange whereabouts of Archduke Andre."

"You know, too, that Grand Duke Andrew is not out for a walk, nor is he meeting a lover; he is going to get some banknotes."

"Someone gave Archduke Andre nearly fifty million pounds twice."

George's eyes widened:

"Who is this someone?"

Lin Feng was frank:

"This guy is none other than a wealthy man."

"He is the only one who can remain calm when losing 100 million pounds in a short period of time."

The corner of George's mouth twitched.

"Millionaire?"

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"if not?"

"You only need to check his trajectory to find out."

"This news is very important to you."

George nodded vigorously.

To be honest, George still cannot afford to offend the rich.

But who made the rich break the law?

If he had gone through normal donations or something, George wouldn't have dared to take the rich man's advice.

But the other party did not use traditional Western practices.

This gave George a breakthrough.

The color returned to the Chief Superintendent's face.

Lin Feng shook his head:
"You don't think you have the upper hand over the rich man, do you?"

"Then you are wrong."

"The power of the rich man will have no problem killing you."

"He can kill you without even the big shot."

George forced a smile:
"I understand."

George, who was born in Ansa, understood the value of Lin Feng's words very well.

In the Western world, you can mess with anyone you want, except the rich, especially the super-rich.

Once money reaches a certain level, its power is destructive.

George understood all too well.

Lin Feng said casually:
"This message is to ask you to pay back the money. It is a free gift."

George's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that Lin Feng was a real intelligence dealer, and it would cost money to buy intelligence from him.

But I already owe the other boss a sum of money...

"Lin, can I ask a few questions?"

Lin Feng thought about it:
"I'll give you a good price, five million pounds, whatever you ask."

"You have to pay me back within ten days."

"I think you will have no problem getting the money after you have the information I gave you."

"Of course, if you don't want to pay back the money, that's fine too."

"It's up to you even if the lawsuit reaches Fog City!"

George was overjoyed:

"Lin, don't worry, I will definitely pay you back within ten days."

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"It seems that you already have an obvious plan of action?"

George nodded fiercely:

"Of course!"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"Okay, you can ask for the information you want."

George calmed down and asked:
"What are the latest projects of the rich man?"

Lin Feng glanced at George:
"You are very ambitious."

“But I like ambitious people.”

"The billionaire has many projects, but to be honest, there are only two that he can consider."

"One is from the Maple Leaf Country of the Anglo-Sarah Federation. He has won over a large number of wealthy people in Hong Kong to invest. Grand Duke Andre is the person responsible for opening up the key links."

“The other is the expansion project in Sham Shui Po, our own port.”

"The rich regarded it as a forbidden delicacy and did not tell other rich people."

"But you'd be wrong to think that the rich man didn't have helpers. If you don't get things straight, you won't even know how you died."

George was surprised:
"Does the rich man have any helpers?"

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"A cunning rabbit has three burrows. How could a spiritual Ansa like the rich man dare to rashly intervene in something without preparation?"

George's breathing became rapid:

"Who are his helpers?"

Lin Feng said calmly:
"The Gold Club."

George was startled:
"Gold Club?"

Lin Feng sold out the Gold Club:

"This is a powerful criminal club headed by Justice of the Peace Sir Lee."

"You want to take over the club, but it's others who are stealing food."

"Does your former employee Richard, who committed suicide, know who he worked for?"

George said incredulously:
"Gold Club?"

Lin Feng smiled and nodded:

"Yes, the Gold Club."

"There are three giants in this club. Apart from Sir Lee, you might as well guess who the other two giants are?"

George's heart sank:
"who is it?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"One is the deputy secretary of the Security Bureau and the other is the deputy commissioner of the ICAC."

hiss!
George gasped.

Lin Feng mocked:
"Do you think you can run rampant in Hong Kong with your identity as an Angsa Military Intelligence Agency?"

"It's a good thing you held your anger, otherwise, Victoria Harbour would have had another sculpture."

George wiped the sweat off his forehead; he was frightened.

Recalling his recent experience, he couldn't help but ask:

"Who is the boss of that Zun Niwang?"

Lin Feng looked at him puzzledly:
"Don't you know everything?"

"The Ansa garrison!"

George shuddered.

He knew the depth of the water in Hong Kong, but he didn't expect that once it was confirmed, he would still feel a chill in his heart.

Lin Feng said quietly:

"You were right to stay out of this. I'll tell you a piece of information for free."

"The Gold Club lost a lot of money. I suspect it was the garrison troops who did it."

"The garrison also lost a large batch of goods. I suspect it was the work of the Gold Club."

George was startled and asked:
"So was it the other party who did it?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"I do not know."

"I don't want to know either."

"You know, I'm just an intelligence dealer who abides by the law. It's enough for me to know some things roughly."

"If I know too much, there will always be people who want to cause trouble for me."

"For example, when we just met, I just told you that you used drugs on poor Isa, and I was attacked by you."

"That's me."

"If it were someone else, they would have been defeated by you long ago."

George smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He already understood what Lin Feng meant.

Lin Feng must know some information, but he won't tell it.

"You are an information dealer and you claim to be a law-abiding businessman... Who would believe you?"

George had just finished complaining when he heard Lin Feng say,

"Okay, now that I've asked for the information, remember to write me an IOU!"

(End of this chapter)