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

Chapter 301 George Enlightened (asking for monthly votes at the end of the month)
George signed the debt agreement with trepidation, checking every word carefully.

Fortunately, the Hong Kong dollar did not turn into pounds this time.

Lin Feng reminded:
"Remember, you need to pay back 5 million within a month, and the rest within a month."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, just pay off the interest every installment."

George gritted his teeth and said:
"I'm sure I can pay it back."

Interest?

No, no!
You must pay back the principal and interest together!
George said casually:

"The killer fund for Tsukamoto-dou has been activated. Can you tell me who killed Tsukamoto-dou?"

"I will definitely be able to catch the murderer and get 100 million US dollars."

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"So this was your idea?"

"It's a pity that the Tsukamoto family's devils don't even want to pay back the 100 million US dollars."

George's pupils shrank.

"They want the killer who killed Tsukamotodou, and they also want the killer who killed that killer."

"That's 100 million US dollars. Do you think the Tsukamoto family will let 100 million US dollars go to waste?"

George suddenly came to his senses:

"You're interested in this 100 million US dollars?"

Lin Feng said calmly:
"Yes."

"This 100 million US dollars is mine."

"The little devil from the Tsukamoto family came to Hong Kong and didn't even pay his respects. If we don't deal with him, who else should we deal with?"

George sighed lightly. He knew that the 100 million US dollars would definitely go into the pocket of the devil in front of him, so he could forget about getting a share of it.

Carrying the unconscious Elizabeth, George said goodbye and left.

However, Wang Jianguo's eyes were like a knife, aiming at the vital points on his back, which made George feel very uneasy.

Even though George knew that Lin Feng would not allow Wang Jianguo to kill anyone even for the sake of the 30 million pounds, George was still afraid.

It was not until I got into the car that the feeling of being locked in disappeared.

George was covered in cold sweat.

Wang Jianguo must have been a sniper by profession, the murderous intent in his eyes seemed tangible.

George looked towards the Lin Mansion from the car. The two buildings stood on the top of Mount Taiping, as if they were two sharp swords that seemed to chop everything into pieces.

George didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly drove away from the Lin Mansion.

Wang Jianguo returned to the Lin Mansion and asked:
"Boss, do you want me to kill George?"

"The other party is a member of the Ansa Military Intelligence Bureau. He came here today with ill intentions."

Lin Feng looked at him in surprise:
"Why kill him? He's our expert in balancing accounts."

"We still have to use him to settle the accounts."

Wang Jianguo was puzzled:

"Settling the accounts?"

Lin Feng nodded slightly:

“Think about how much has happened in the past month?”

"It would be very troublesome for several forces to deal with them with our identities."

"But George is different."

"He is the chief superintendent of the Special Branch of the police station and a member of the Ansar Military Intelligence Bureau."

"If he takes action, no one will think of coming to our place anyway."

Wang Jianguo was puzzled:

"But George has come to our place. It would be easy for others to investigate, wouldn't it?"

Lin Feng smiled and said:
“It’s easy.”

"Do you think George could tell anyone about what happened tonight?"

"You don't know Anza. Usury is common among them."

“It’s even more common to come to someone’s house to collect debts.”

"George wouldn't be stupid."

"I am now very interested to know who George's first target will be."

Wang Jianguo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

The gap between the two sides was too big, and Wang Jianguo was unable to mediate even if he wanted to.

Lin Feng patted Wang Jianguo gently:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

Wang Jianguo said sincerely:

"Boss, I just don't want you to get hurt."

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"With my skills, George can't hurt me."

"Go back and rest."

Wang Jianguo had no choice but to say goodbye.

Lin Feng smiled as he watched Wang Jianguo leave. He returned to the table and saw the six documents George had left behind. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up:
"This guy is the breaker!"

"Not bad!"

Lin Feng casually threw six documents into the system space.

After traveling to Hong Kong and coming to this comprehensive world of Hong Kong films, he never looks down on anyone.

Lin Feng is not indestructible, he will still be hurt if he is hit by a bullet.

He cares more about his own safety than anyone else.

Lin Feng would never look down on anyone. As our ancestors have long said, the anger of a common man will cause blood to splatter within five steps.

What would you do if someone was determined to die and was holding a bomb and wanted to die with you?
This guy George was sent by the Ansa Military Intelligence Agency to get money.

Lin Feng would never underestimate him.

However, the current situation is very delicate and he needs someone to break the deadlock.

Don’t look at what happened before, Lin Feng handled it very coolly.

Things like the Golden Club and the garrison were all at his disposal.

If it's guerrilla warfare, one strike and then leave, then Lin Feng won't feel any pressure at all - Hong Kong is not my home anyway, I can do whatever I want outside.

But the reality is that Hong Kong is his home in this world.

A considerable part of Lin Feng’s industries are here, and he can’t leave.

Then, Lin Feng had to properly finish what he had done before.

Now it is less than ten years away from the return, and this period is the craziest time for Angsa.

The more things you do up front, the greater the chance of being exposed.

Lin Feng would not expect that all his opponents were a bunch of idiots. That was impossible.

Then, we have to find the right opportunity to turn the already messy clues into a complete mess, so that even if Sherlock Holmes is reborn, he won't be able to figure it out.

George is a good choice.

This guy looks powerful-

An elite of Ansa, he came from the Military Intelligence Bureau and was also the Chief Superintendent of the Political Department of the Police Station.

No matter how you look at it, this is a strong man.

However, Lin Feng happened to know that George even used drugs to control his personal secretary Elizabeth.

This shows what?
George is a very insecure guy who always feels that everyone wants to harm him.

So much so that he couldn't even trust his personal secretary.

Of course, this kind of character is a virtue for an agent - no one can be trusted 100% outside of their homeland.

The problem is that George is not only an agent, he is also a leader.

He used drugs to control his closest subordinates. Lin Feng saw through this guy's character at a glance.

It's just strong on the outside but weak on the inside!

To put it bluntly, this guy is like a silver-plated spear head and can't get hard.

Lin Feng just gave it a small try today and he already knew George's strengths.

Poor Elizabeth, she was completely deceived by George and had no idea what kind of person the superior she admired was.

So, Lin Feng took the opportunity to put a little pressure on George.

"Whether I can balance the account depends entirely on you."

"I've told you so much news, let's see how many surprises you have for me!"

Lin Feng smiled and drank a cup of tea.

George sat quietly in the hall for a long time before he calmed down.

As soon as I stood up, I suddenly felt dizzy.

Sitting dejectedly on the sofa, George picked up the whiskey on the table and took a big gulp.

The spicy taste and the burning sensation of the alcohol made him feel better.

"Why are there monsters everywhere in Hong Kong?"

He thought he had a thorough understanding of Hong Kong's strength.

But his conversation with Lin Feng made him realize that the report he had previously made on the analysis of Hong Kong’s power was like a pile of dog shit.

Lin Feng was just a small intelligence dealer, and he, an elite of the Ansa Military Intelligence Bureau, had no way to deal with him at all.

At the moment of confrontation with Lin Feng, George had a vague illusion.

He is not in Hong Kong, but in the foggy city.

The neighborhood communities in the foggy city are so lawless.

They don't care about any government orders, they only know that they have to obey their own orders in their own territory.

They are truly lawless.

Once what they believe to be their rights is violated, the other party will retaliate severely.

A particularly tragic kind.

Therefore, civil servants in the Fog City are basically unwilling to get involved with street gangs, and even the Fog City police station is the same.

When you put on the uniform, you are a policeman; when you take off the uniform, you are just an ordinary person.

How can ordinary people deal with the community?

George originally thought that only the gangs of Fog City and Amei were so brutal in the world, and that the gangs in Hong Kong were actually quite cute.

Then he was beaten half to death by Lin Feng.

George was really half dead, and he felt pain all over his body.

To say it's heart-wrenching is to say the least.

George was horrified.

He originally thought that after he killed Xin Liansheng, the other party did not retaliate because they were afraid of him.

Now it seems that this is not the case. How many people are there in Xinliansheng?

It seems like 50,000 people!

Fifty thousand members of the society have a grudge against me...

George seemed to be suffocating.

"No, you have to pay the money back quickly."

"Whoever wants to stay in this crappy place can stay there. I need to exercise, even if I have to move to Tianzhu."

George seemed to see the scene where the 50,000 members of Xin Liansheng were against him.

This made him even more frightened.

He swore to God, if Lin Feng had not ruthlessly beaten him tonight, he would never have had such an idea.

But Lin Feng showed no mercy when he beat him, and every punch hit him hard.

George didn't even dare to open his shirt, he knew the color of his skin underneath it was definitely not pretty.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

Lin Feng hasn’t even paid back his money, so where can he go?
George took a deep breath:
"Golden Club, Rich Man, Garrison..."

"The forces are really complicated."

George knew the Golden Club. After all, he was Richard's boss, so he had some understanding of the private work Richard did.

In the past, he had no idea why Richard, as a senior superintendent of the Special Branch, was willing to be someone else's lackey.

Now he understood - the Golden Club was too powerful.

So big that it is unimaginable.

That justice of the peace is a typical local boss, and many things need to be done through him.

That’s all.

What surprised and even horrified George was that

The other two giants of the Golden Club are both super powerful figures in the Hong Kong government.

The deputy director and deputy commissioner don't sound very impressive and are not as impressive as the regular ones.

However, in actual operation, the main ones are usually idealistic, while the deputy ones are pragmatic.

George finally understood why he was scolded by the Security Bureau.

It must be the Deputy Director of the Security Bureau who helped.

Does George have any way to deal with the Security Bureau?

Unfortunately... No!
It would be the same even if he was an elite of the Ansa Military Intelligence Agency.

This is what they mean when they say the emperor is far away.

Of course, Angsa can issue a statement to reprimand, but every policy has its own countermeasure, and Hong Kong has plenty of ways to do things.

What’s even worse is that the Security Bureau happens to manage the Political Department.

In other words, George was naturally controlled by others.

"Damn procedural justice!"

George's eyes were very cold.

"I have to pay back the money, so I have to make money. I have a ready-made goal..."

George was surprised and jealous of the rich man's financial resources!
After being extorted of 1.4 billion by Zhuo Ziqiang, he turned around and gave 50 million pounds to Grand Duke Andre in two installments.

George understood without Lin Feng saying it clearly that the 50 million pounds were definitely bearer bonds.

"It's so rich!"

"You are so rich. I got thirty million pounds from you... no, sixty million pounds. Is that not too much?"

"You're bribing anyway, right?"

George's face was gloomy.

Lin Feng didn't dare to disobey, because the other party could really kill him.

Even if he is an elite of Angsa's Military Intelligence Bureau, it will be useless.

Lin Feng knew better than him what the elites of the Military Intelligence Bureau were experiencing outside.

Can……

Are the wealthy so easy to scheme against?
George hesitated.

The old JP doesn't care.

That damn old knight can only bluff people in Hong Kong, but in Angsas, he can't even make a single wave.

But there is a deputy director of the Security Bureau and a deputy commissioner.

These are two big mountains.

The rich man is making money with the two of them.

Once the Sham Shui Po project officially starts, money will be spent like water.

As I said, when the amount of money reaches a certain level, it can kill someone just by throwing it at them.

"If I don't find a way to overwhelm the Security Bureau and the ICAC, and they give me a warning, I will be in trouble."

George calmed down and tapped the table quietly.

"My own strength is too weak to compare with theirs."

“We have to pull people in.”

"Brother Yi? Forget it. The Security Bureau can train him like a dog."

"Master Governor? No, he won't intervene in a fight between his subordinates."

"Who else?"

George was very clear that if he wanted to pay Lin Feng back as soon as possible, he had to get enough money. The rich man was his first choice.

"Who else is there besides them?"

"From Hong Kong?"

George still shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't believe in the strength of the locals, but he had a feeling that he might not be able to control those guys.

Just like Lin Feng.

Who knows what these locals will do that will make him drop his jaw?

Who else?
Suddenly, an idea flashed:
"garrison!"

"Lin Shengming said that there is a conflict between the garrison and the Gold Club."

"It seems that a large amount of goods were lost because of them."

George stood up and rushed to the files to look through them.

Soon several file bags were turned out, and after just a few casual glances, a smile appeared on his face!

“Wonderful!”

George almost burst out laughing.

An elite team of the ICAC was wiped out here, and a warehouse of the garrison was destroyed over there.

On one side, Richard committed suicide, and on the other side, Johnny Wang’s secret base was exposed and he was kicked out.

If there is no hatred here, he would never believe it even if you kill him.

"No wonder Lin didn't tell me clearly and only let me know the general idea."

"I thought he had something else in mind."

"I didn't expect that I would find so much information just by checking."

"Lin disdains to make money with what I can find out..."

"When I pay off the money, I can cooperate with Lin for a long time. His intelligence ability is too terrifying."

George relaxed completely. He picked up the cigar on the table, lit it, savored the smoke, and completely returned to his previous state of mind.

When he was completely relaxed, George made a phone call:
"Hello, is this Chief Cunningham?"

"I'm George from the Political Department of the Police Department."

"By the way, I'm a senior agent of the Angsa Military Intelligence Agency stationed in Hong Kong."

"I need your help."

Cunningham smiled:

"You, a powerful person in the police station, want to seek my help?"

"You know, although we are stationed here, in most cases we cannot move."

"Hong Kong is right next to my hometown. If we move, my hometown will send a battalion and Hong Kong will be in chaos."

George was very calm:

"Don't worry, I won't ask you to do anything that goes against professional ethics."

"To be honest with you, I want it for the inside, not for the outside."

Cunningham laughed:
"Interesting, interesting!"

"I have met many agents sent by the Ansa Military Intelligence Department, but I have never met someone as interesting as you."

"Tell me, who are you going to deal with?"

George said seriously:
"There is a big criminal gang in Hong Kong now."

"They are involved in politics, business, police, corruption and gangs. The whole of Hong Kong is under their control."

"I can't handle it."

Cunningham suddenly laughed:
"You travel thousands of miles to be an official just for money. Don't talk so nicely. You must have set your sights on some big piece of fat meat."

"You can help me, but I want a piece of the pie."

George cursed silently.

However, he didn't dare to do anything to Cunningham.

The surname Cunningham was very glorious in the ancestral army.

The fact that Cunningham was able to secure his position as the commander of the Hong Kong garrison was naturally due to the efforts of his family.

As long as this term is over, Cunningham will naturally have a bright future.

George couldn't help feeling sad. Cunningham was obviously the most beautiful girl in the empire's army, and it would have been fine if she had no intention of serving the empire, but all she talked about all the time was the evil money.

He might have even forgotten how to fight.

At this time, George also forgot that when he went to Cunningham, he knew in advance that the other party was only interested in making money.

George said seriously:
"Commander, I must explain one thing..."

"The criminal group I'm talking about has a big grudge against you."

Cunningham sneered:
"There is actually a criminal group in Hong Kong that has a grudge against me?"

George said softly:
"Golden Club!"

Cunningham's laughter died down.

The phone was silent for an unknown amount of time before Cunningham spoke:

"It looks like you really want to make a difference."

"It's not convenient to chat on the phone, how about you come to the base and we can talk in detail?"

George smiled:
"Of course, General."

"I don't know, when should I go to the bathroom?"

(End of this chapter)