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

Chapter 342 Firmly support Brother Kun's leadership

"What?" Luo Zhiming was shocked. "The person behind this wants to attack the police? Are they crazy?"

The death of one or two short mules is no big deal.

When you're in a gang, someone's going to die someday.
Do you really think this is a legitimate business?

Aside from the deceased relatives who might shed a few tears, most others would probably applaud.

However, police officers are completely different; they are law enforcement personnel.

If law enforcement officers die... things will get really out of hand.

"Isn't this exactly what they wanted?" Cheng Guobin said indifferently. "The boss said that if there really is a protest, and if the protest is on the West Kowloon Headquarters grounds..."

"The brothers who go out on the streets must be fully armed."

"We will not give those troublemakers the slightest chance."

"There are no protests or demonstrations yet; the order has only been communicated to the heads of the various branches and the officers of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau."

“I am one of the few people in the know about the Tsim Sha Tsui police station.”

"I just don't know where they're causing trouble."

Cheng Guobin started to get irritable again.

"These are truly turbulent times. The Ni family finally fell from power, and with the arrival of Thunder Security, we thought things would quiet down a bit."

"Who would have thought that the Okamoto Killer incident would occur again."

"Being a cop isn't easy." Luo Zhiming felt a deep sympathy, recalling his own time as an undercover agent. "Did I wake you up?"

"In this day and age, what is there that's easy to do?" Cheng Guobin said dismissively. "You didn't bother me; I was just spacing out because I couldn't sleep."

"It would be nice to go out for a stroll in the early morning."

The two exchanged a knowing smile and inexplicably felt much closer.

"Is Jiaju alright?" Luo Zhiming asked. He Jiaju was originally the top pick in the team, but he was also an undercover agent sent out by Cheng Guobin.

"Not bad." Cheng Guobin gave Luo Zhiming a strange look. "You forced him back, made this kid very stimulated, and made him swear that he will bring you back to the right path sooner or later."

"Heh, this kid doesn't appreciate kindness." Luo Zhiming shook his head with a chuckle.

“Being an undercover agent isn’t easy. You’ve helped Ka-Kui retire successfully.” Cheng Kwok-Bin nodded knowingly.

Ho Ka-kui's identity was not a secret, at least not in Lo Chi-ming's eyes.

Luo Zhiming can't turn back now, so he won't leave an undercover agent by his side.

Allowing Ho Ka-kui to return to the police station was actually a way of protecting him.

Everyone knows this perfectly well.

However, in Ho Ka-kui's eyes, his mission was not considered a success.

So I've been holding a grudge for a long time.

There's nothing that can be done about this.

"Have Jiaju shift the focus," Luo Zhiming thought for a moment, then decided to give Cheng Guobin a heads-up, "There's nothing worth keeping an eye on at Xinliansheng."

"We are preparing for a transformation."

"Transformation?" Cheng Guobin paused, "What does that mean?"

“Xinliansheng is preparing to go whitewash.” Luo Zhiming had no intention of hiding it from him at all. Suddenly, he realized how convenient it was to have a communication channel between the top levels of the triad and the upper levels of the police station.

This can largely avoid misunderstandings.

“I’m an undercover agent by profession. Although I’m now involved in a gang, I can’t lead my brothers down a dark path.”

"Continuing down this path of club activities is a dead end."

"Even if we survive your pursuit, we definitely won't survive the return of Hong Kong."

“My hometown has zero tolerance for gangs.”

Cheng Guobin nodded:

"That's fine too."

"The fact that you can lead them back shows that you haven't forgotten your original aspirations."

"If we could really accomplish something like that, it would be an immeasurable act of merit."

"I'll help you."

Mr. Cheng spoke very seriously.

"If there's anything I can help with, just let me know."

Luo Zhiming shrugged:

"What help is there?"

"It's nothing more than reorganizing the gang and dealing with those disobedient guys internally."

"You can't get involved in this kind of thing. Once the police get involved, the nature of the matter changes."

"People will say I'm wearing red shoes while washing olives."

"Let them say what they want." Cheng Guobin had a clear understanding of the situation. "In this world, it's always been a winner-takes-all world, where the outcome determines the hero."

"However... I respect your opinion."

“I will have a good talk with Ka-Kui and ask him to turn his attention to Hung Hing.”

"Hung Hing? Prince?" Luo Zhiming's expression grew increasingly strange. "Do you have a grudge against Ka-Kui? Are you trying to kill him?"

“That’s one of my trusted confidants!” Cheng Guobin glanced at Luo Zhiming with displeasure. “Would I betray my trusted confidants?”

“You’re sabotaging him,” Luo Zhiming sighed. “Do you think Xinliansheng’s transformation has gone so smoothly? Do you really think I, as the leader, can freely decide the entire organization’s path?”

“Yes!” Cheng Guobin asked curiously, “How did you convince all the elders of Xinliansheng?”

“I didn’t convince anyone,” Luo Zhiming replied calmly. “I just copied what successful people did.”

"There are actually large gangs in the underworld that have successfully transformed themselves?" Cheng Guobin was very puzzled. "How come I didn't know about them?"

“Hung Hing!” Luo Zhiming looked at him with amusement. “Hung Hing is now firmly the top of the top ten, but Liang Kun doesn’t have the ambition to dominate the underworld, or rather, he is very sensible.”

"Hung Hing has reached the pinnacle of the underworld, but perhaps it's lonely at the top, so Hung Hing wants to transform itself."

Cheng Guobin remained silent and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Is it Hung Hing again?
Lin Feng is truly a ruthless person.

They didn't give anyone a chance to make a move.

To be honest, all the troubles Cheng Guobin has suffered recently have been because of Lin Feng.

It was also because of Lin Feng that he didn't have a very good impression on General Manager Huang.

It was also because of Lin Feng that Cheng Guobin learned that there had always been a communication channel between the upper echelons of the police station and the upper echelons of the triads.

"Hung Hing's transformation is very systematic. They are only interested in those gray businesses, and they will give up all those black areas."

"Clubs are places that highly value strength."

“The actions of the strong are worth emulating by others. Of course, those crazy people in the Loyalty and Trust group have a different thought process than normal people.”

"Hung Hing's transformation has been very successful. I need to go back and study their actions carefully."

"If all goes well, perhaps our Xinliansheng will also become a member of the righteous path."

"If you want what's best for Ka-Kui, just let him keep an eye on any triad. Forget about Hung Hing."

Cheng Guobin asked curiously, "Didn't you say that Hung Hing is about to transform? How do you think their transformation will be successful?"

“That’s simple. I’ve seen their plan,” Luo Zhiming explained. “It’s very systematic and practical.”

Cheng Guobin nodded silently.

"Alright, now that you know, I should go." Luo Zhiming waved goodbye.

Cheng Guobin thought for a moment and said:
“Your status is different now; you are now the head of Xinliansheng.”

"Just call me if anything comes up. I don't think anyone else would bother checking your phone."

Luo Zhiming paused, nodded solemnly, and waved goodbye.

Cheng Guobin didn't leave immediately. He lit another Marlboro and suddenly missed Luo Zonglun terribly.

"Alan, you have a good eye."

"Although Ah Luo is in a gang, he yearns for the light."

"Impressive, in this respect, I am not as good as you!"

Cheng Guobin felt as if all the heavy burdens on his shoulders had been lifted, and he felt completely relaxed. He looked at the sky and hurried back to rest.

Who knows if those guys will take to the streets to protest tomorrow?
He struggled to get up early the next morning and knew something was wrong.

On my way to work, I got stuck in traffic!

Cheng Guobin's face turned green immediately.

I decided not to take a car and walked a long way to the police station.

"What happened?" Cheng Guobin asked anxiously.

"People from the Da Fu Hao Group are holding a demonstration." He Jiaju was completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation. "There are quite a few people out, the streets are full of crowds, probably ten or twenty thousand?"

"I almost got stuck in traffic when I arrived!"

"There was a traffic jam, I came on foot!" Cheng Guobin said with a dark face. "Where's Guan Sir?"

"Guan Sir arrived early this morning!" He Jiaju was quite bewildered. It was just an ordinary parade, so why was his boss so worried?
Cheng Guobin had no time to explain to him and quickly knocked on the door to enter Guan Sir's room:
"Sir, this is bad!"

"Something big has happened."

Kwan Sir waved for him to sit down.

"Speak slowly!"

"We can't slow down!" Cheng Guobin was extremely anxious. "When I arrived, the traffic was congested, and the car only traveled less than five miles per hour in ten minutes."

"I walked to the police station."

"The car was simply abandoned on the side of the road."

"It's rush hour right now. If we don't evacuate people quickly, Hong Kong will descend into chaos!"

Kwan Sir was taken aback:
"That's really a problem."

“That’s not all.” Cheng Guobin’s expression was grave, revealing his capable side. “I suspect they deliberately blocked traffic.”

"This will cause chaos throughout the city!"

"In fact... we don't even need anyone they send to do anything to achieve our goal of putting pressure on them."

Inspector Kwan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately picked up the phone.

"What you say is very likely!" "I'll report to the boss right away."

The call was answered almost instantly. Officer Kwan composed himself and quickly reported.

"Boss, the people from the Da Fu Hao Group have taken to the streets to protest. There's a march of theirs in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"When Inspector Cheng was on his way to work, he was stopped and gave me a judgment..."

Guan Sir immediately recounted the whole story.

General Manager Huang has an exceptionally volatile temper:

"Inspector Cheng's judgment is correct; that's exactly what these guys did."

“Not only in West Kowloon, but also in other parts of Hong Kong, traffic congestion has occurred.”

"You immediately send men out into the streets, and make sure the brothers are fully armed..."

Kwan Sir was surprised:
"You mean we need to deploy the riot police?"

"This is the peak time for commuting to work, and they're blocking people's way, preventing them from getting to work," Huang Bingyao said, becoming increasingly angry. "They're getting paid to block the road; where does the money come from if other people aren't going to work?"

"What a fucking bastard!"

"Stop arguing and send the riot police out."

Guan Sir immediately hung up the phone and said to Cheng Guobin:

Your fears have come true!

"Let's get the riot police out there. We have to clean up this mess on our turf no matter what."

Cheng Guobin nodded solemnly.

Following Huang Bingyao's order, a large number of armed police officers were deployed, which reduced the congestion.

But the situation hasn't improved much at all.

Those from the Da Fu Hao Group who are allowed to participate in street protests are all carrying three times the amount of firewood and water; going to the streets is their job.

These people are workers, not members of a community.

The police officers dared not do anything out of line.

And so things remained at a stalemate.

"Damn it, what's wrong with the people from the Dafuhao Group? They've blocked the entire traffic."

"I actually walked all the way here. They're so audacious!"

"Boss, it's not that I'm not punctual, it's that those guys are inhuman."

Bucky swore as he walked into the conference room, seething with anger.

"Brother Ji, no need to rush, we're all in the same boat."

Liang Kun shrugged.

"The first one of us to arrive was no more than half an hour earlier than you."

"That's right, I thought I was going to be late, but it turns out I was the first one to arrive." Chen Yao shook his head with a wry smile.

"Huh, where's Feng?" Bucky turned around and looked around, only to find that Lin Feng was not there.

“Today’s meeting has nothing to do with Ah Feng,” Liang Kun explained. “However, Xiao Fu is here.”

"Besides, what time is it? How could he possibly be up?"

Everyone laughed.

Everyone knows Lin Feng's schedule; as long as it's past midnight, don't expect them to get up.

"Boss, everyone's here, we can begin." Chen Yao called out the names and, finding that everyone except Lin Feng was present, suggested.

"Today is special, so I'll keep it short. There are two main things I wanted to discuss with everyone today." Liang Kun didn't mince words. "The first thing is about the Da Fu Hao Group."

"The Dafuhao Group paid some of its employees triple pay and asked them to go out and demonstrate."

"This will put pressure on the Governor's Mansion."

“We shouldn’t get involved in this kind of thing. You must make it clear to the men below that this is not something we can get involved in.”

"That was a power struggle at the highest levels."

"Therefore, we should not do things that don't matter."

"Let's just close the door and live our own little lives."

"Anyone who dares to get involved in this matter will not be spared. No matter who it is, they will all be thrown into international waters!"

Everyone nodded in unison, without a single objection.

“The boss is right. The people at the Big Rich Group have gone mad. How dare they pull such tricks in front of the foreigners?” Bucky sighed. “These people are going to suffer.”

"Those people have forgotten how foreigners killed people more than 20 years ago."

"That was really machine gun fire!"

“Brother Ji, you said it yourself, it was more than twenty years ago,” Thirteen Sister said dismissively. “People these days wouldn’t remember things from back then.”

“It’s not that they don’t remember, it’s that the foreigners don’t let them remember,” Chen Yao added casually.

“I’ve heard a rumor,” Liang Kun said. “The person behind this wants to cause some deaths, either the protesters or the police…”

Everyone's face changed color.

Bang bang bang!
Liang Kun tapped the table.
"I'll say it again, anyone who dares to get involved in this will be fired and thrown into international waters!"

"I'm not joking!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Nobody's a fool; this is clearly a huge trap.

Nobody wants to step into this huge pit.

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat solemn.

"Alright!" Liang Kun smiled. "These kinds of upsetting things aren't the topic for today. Let's talk about something happy."

Everyone looked at each other, completely baffled.

“Ah Kun, most of us walked here. Just thinking about how long I’ll have to walk back makes me feel terrible.”

"How can I possibly be happy anymore!"

Big D spoke for everyone.

"Big D, you're my brother!" Handsome Kun looked at Big D with a smile. "I'll definitely help you out!"

Big D was unconvinced; he didn't believe that Handsome Kun could possibly salvage his terrible mental state.

To be honest, Big D really hates these guys who are marching.

Originally, after the transfer to Hung Hing, Tsuen Wan was in charge of its own affairs and could do whatever it wanted. There were no more nagging uncles saying that this was not allowed and that was not allowed.

Big D, don't be too happy!
It feels so good to be in charge!
What made him even more comfortable was that Hung Hing had a plan to launder money. According to that plan, as long as he worked diligently, becoming a big businessman was not a dream.

That's not just empty promises, it's a real, concrete plan.

Big D has been happy every day since he switched sides to Hung Hing, and that continues to this day.

If it weren't for Brother Kun saying not to get involved in these things, he might have had those guys entrenched in Tsuen Wan beaten up to settle the matter.

"Trust me, I will make you happy."

With a smile, Liang Kun made the promise.
"Ah Yao, let's begin."

Everyone looked at each other, feeling bewildered.

Chen Yaoqing cleared his throat and stood up.

"Three days ago, Brother Feng told the leader about a big project. The leader wasn't one to keep it all to himself, so he told all the other branches about it."

"The brothers worked together and raised a total of 300 million."

"On average, each branch costs 20 million Hong Kong dollars."

"No other triad in Hong Kong can match this level of strength."

Everyone felt a sense of pride.

“It’s because our Hung Hing leaders are so rich. If we put them in Sun Kee, it would be virtually impossible to achieve that,” Axe Jun told the truth.

“That’s right. Among the nine leaders of Lian Sheng, I estimate that only that deadbeat Lin Huai Le can afford such a sum of money.” Big D nodded repeatedly.

They were all transferred from other branches, so they knew the situation of other branches very well.

But why bring this up all of a sudden?

Everyone was stunned!

Chen Yao's face was glowing red.
"Now this matter is over."

"Brother Feng has already distributed the profits from this project."

"The boss's meetings are just to hand out money to us!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

It's over in just three days?

Isn't this too fast?

Even the most optimistic among them thought it would be a long time!

How much did we make?

Big D couldn't help but ask.