Chapter 372 Black, fucking black

Other organizations want to hire Thunder Security?
Good thing!

"However, while we'll accept the offer, we can't offer this price."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then decisively raised the price!
Wang Jianjun exclaimed in disbelief:

"You want to raise the price?"

Lin Feng countered with a question:
"Isn't our riot police unit amazing?"

Wang Jianjun blurted out:

"Of course they're amazing. This is a powerful team that can overpower the Flying Tigers of the police station."

Lin Feng smiled and said:
"Isn't that okay?"

Wang Jianjun swallowed hard and reminded him:
"Boss, this is just a one-time mission."

Lin Feng said calmly:
"Things that are rare are valuable."

"No one dares to provoke the wealthy; even the police can only try to persuade them, but dare not take action."

"Only Thunder Security dares to disrespect the tycoon."

"If they want the roads to be clear, they'll have to come to us."

Tell them to raise the price!

Wang Jianjun smiled wryly:

"Then they probably won't invite us."

Lin Feng chuckled:

"Jianjun, you're mistaken. They will definitely accept it."

what? !
Wang Jianjun didn't believe it!
"Do you really think... the people who hired our riot squad were from other gangs?"

Lin Feng casually asked a very absurd question.

Wang Jianjun asked in bewilderment:

"Who else could it be but them?"

Lin Feng laughed heartily:

"Jianjun, you are now the general manager of Thunder Security. You need to learn to use your brain to analyze problems."

"I can tell you, the one who invited us is definitely not another gang, but someone else."

"The businesses of the New Union Society, New Kee Society, and Wo Hing Shing Society are similar to our traditional businesses."

"Do they really need to call in the riot police?"

Wang Jianjun was taken aback, then seemed to realize something:
"Boss, do you mean that it was actually the business owners in their jurisdiction who banded together to invite us?"

Lin Feng smiled and said:
"if not?"

Wang Jianjun was stunned.

"Two or three hundred thousand sounds like a lot."

"But what if we invite forty or fifty people together?"

"It only costs less than 10,000 yuan per family."

"This deal seems like a great deal, doesn't it?"

Wang Jianjun suddenly realized:
"Right, that is it!"

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"Jianjun, tell them that our riot police unit is short-handed and we need to raise the price."

"Don't hire anyone for less than 800,000."

Wang Jianjun clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Then they can only ask this once."

Lin Feng shook his head again:
"Just you wait and see, once they've tasted the benefits, they won't be able to do without our Hung Hing riot squad."

"Remind the brothers to go easy on them later. After all, they are from a wealthy family. Don't let them lose their hands or feet."

"If it really results in losing a hand or a foot, then it becomes a one-time transaction."

“This is not good!”

"If we're going to do business, we should do it in a steady, long-term way."

Wang Jianjun was speechless.

"Boss, isn't this a bit too much of a rip-off?"

Lin Feng countered with a question:
"Did I do something wrong?"

Wang Jianjun chuckled:
"That's absolutely right!"

"I need to tell the brothers that if the other side doesn't provoke us, then we don't need to take action."

"If we did this every day, we could earn ten years' worth of wages."
"No, our team still has too few people."

"I'll go find Tianhong Ajun and ask his second team to come too."

"We can't let them miss out on this lucrative business."

Lin Feng smiled:

"You still say I'm dark-skinned? You're no better than me."

The two of them burst into laughter.

Liang Kun asked:

"What are you so happy about?"

Lin Feng chuckled:

"Just an unexpected bonus."

He explained the situation.

Young Kun stared in astonishment at the Thunder Security guards still standing on both sides of the road.
"This just happened, how could the news spread so fast?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"This kind of message travels faster than radio waves."

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Lin Feng smiled:

"Boss, are you afraid I'll become the one to stick my neck out?"

Leung Kwan shrugged:

"Isn't this obvious?"

"Throughout Hong Kong, even the people at the Governor's Mansion are keeping quiet about the tycoon's affairs. If our Thunder Security team makes a move, we might get beaten up for sticking our necks out."

"Huh... Ah Feng, could someone have set you up?"

Lin Feng shook his head:
"will not!"

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
"Don't be careless!"

Lin Feng explained:
"I know who's behind this."

Liang Kun was taken aback:
"Do you know who hired you?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"The tycoon is the leader of the new four families, and his current predicament is very sympathetic to the other three families."

"Let alone the new four families, even the old four families feel sorry for them."

"At the highest level, they are happy to see the little rich throw a tantrum."

"That's why the young tycoon is so reckless, while the other families keep quiet."

"They have their own vested interests and needs."

Handsome Kun nodded slowly:

"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold."

Lin Feng smiled and said:
"However, Hong Kong is not only home to the four major tycoons, old and new."

"And there are also small and medium-sized wealthy individuals."

"Our family is large and prosperous, so we can withstand some storms. They have a strong ability to withstand pressure."

"However, the middle and small wealthy people don't think that way."

"In comparison, small and medium-sized wealthy people cannot withstand such torment."

"However, because the old and new four companies are above them, they don't even dare to speak up."

"But as long as someone takes the lead, these small and medium-sized wealthy people will be eager to follow suit."

"If we don't do this, they will only face death."

Liang Kun strongly agreed:

"That's right!"

Lin Feng naturally replied:
"Now, look."

"We just taught those rich guys a lesson. It'll be about two hours before we get back?"

"These guys have already teamed up."

"I'm definitely going to make a profit from this money!"

Liang Kun was still worried:
"What if the super-rich get equipped with this?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"If they dare to bring equipment, we'll be even more ruthless."

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
"This rich man's attempt to force his way out is no different from that of a madman."

"What if someone suddenly dies..."

Lin Feng gave a thumbs up:
"The expert sees things clearly."

"I've received information that someone really wants to kill one or two people in the next two days to make a big fuss."

hiss!
Liang Kun was taken aback:
"Really?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"That's not surprising, is it? All the conspiracies and tricks are pretty much the same."

Handsome Kun shook his head speechlessly:

"So, are we brothers still going out?"

Lin Feng nodded:
"Get out."

"You don't have to worry."

"Our equipment is much better than that of the Flying Tigers."

Lin Feng chuckled coldly.

"If anyone dares to use magic against our brothers, they're asking for trouble."

Liang Kun was taken aback:
"Ah Feng, calm down."

"Don't use the gun."

Lin Feng was speechless:

"Boss, you've forgotten something."

Liang Kun was taken aback:
"whats the matter?"

Lin Feng said leisurely, "Thunder Security's riot squad has legal gun licenses."

hiss!
I'm so tired of seeing this!
How could he have forgotten about that?

Actually, gun licenses weren't always this widespread with Thunder Security.

The main reason is that several security guards have gun licenses.

For example, the security teams around Liang Kun and Lin Feng all have gun licenses.

Thanks to the tycoon's actions, gun licenses for Hong Kong security have become a necessity.

Huang Bingyao waved his hand, giving Thunder Security the green light.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Thunder Security to obtain so many gun licenses.

"interesting."

"If anyone dares to do what we brothers do, then things will get interesting."

Lin Feng shrugged:

"I prefer reasoning to violence."

"However, if others don't listen to reason, I don't mind fighting and killing them."

Liang Kun rolled his eyes, pretending not to hear Lin Feng's words.

He knew Lin Feng's character perfectly well.
They say they want to reason with people, but then suddenly attack and hurt them – this is all standard practice.

Handsome Kun laughed:

"Ah Feng, do you think our story today might have reached the ears of some people with ulterior motives?"

Lin Feng nodded:
"That's beyond doubt."

"By now, the full extent of Thunder Security's secrets has probably been exposed."

Liang Kun asked;

"Aren't you worried?"

Lin Feng answered seriously:
"Don't worry!"

"Our fundamental nature is what it is; it cannot be changed."

"Even if there are people who don't like us, we can only put up with it!"

Seeing Lin Feng's confidence, Liang Kun held back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He understood Lin Feng.

Whenever Lin Feng made such a guarantee, it meant that there was absolutely no problem with the matter.

The ones who should be worried are others, not them.

"Thunder Security was established in May of this year."

"The legal representative is Li Fu."

"Her public identity is Lin Feng's secretary."

"His actual identity is Hung Hing Straw Sandals."

"Thunder Security is a formidable force. According to available information, they have practiced with the Flying Tigers and won both times."

"According to our records, the actual situation of the two sides' matches was a crushing defeat."

George's beautiful secretary reported everything to Cunningham.

Cunningham was greatly surprised:
"The individual qualities of the Flying Tigers are no less than those of our Anssa soldiers, and their training volume is almost the same."

"They were completely overwhelmed by Thunder Security?"

"Is it fake news?"

Cunningham simply couldn't believe the result.

George waved his hand, and the beautiful secretary withdrew.

"it is true."

As George sipped his red wine, he told Cunningham the truth about having his heart ripped out.

"After Thunder Security was established, Lin Feng used his personal connections to arrange two exercises with the Flying Tigers."

"Unfortunately, they were all one-sided victories."

Cunningham exclaimed:

"Is Thunder Security really that capable?"

George smiled wryly:
"real!"

Cunningham frowned and said:

"This is impossible!"

"There's no reason why Thunder Security would have such capable personnel. How could they even defeat the Flying Tigers?"

"Unbelievable!"

George glanced at Cunningham:
"General, I thought you would understand."

Cunningham was baffled:
How could I possibly understand?

"I'm not unaware of the quality of people in Hong Kong. As far as I know, the Flying Tigers are already the highest fighting force there..."

Cunningham knew that George wasn't one to speak without reason; he wouldn't lie.
"Unless... the Thunder Security personnel are from the north?"

Cunningham stood up abruptly.

"Could it really be from his hometown?"

George sighed:
"Unfortunately, Lin Feng's relationship with his hometown is extraordinary."

"According to our intelligence, he has a huge business in his hometown, which is much larger than the one in Hong Kong."

Cunningham gritted his teeth and said:

"No wonder!"

After a while, Cunningham frowned and said,
"Does your military intelligence bureau have any information about Lin Feng?"

George nodded slightly:

"Lin Feng is twenty years old this year. He is from his hometown and was adopted by the current leader of Hung Hing, Liang Kun, when he was seven years old. He is still the leader of Hung Hing Causeway Bay."

"One of Hong Kong's hidden billionaires."

"A true king of the underground."

“General, if we want to do business in Hong Kong, we still need to show appropriate respect to these gang members.”

Cunningham scoffed, indicating his disdain, but that was all.

Community issues are a persistent problem in Western societies.

If the underprivileged are not treated as human beings, this problem cannot be cured at all.

Even Cunningham was extremely wary of it.

"The bad news is that the Hong Kong underworld gives this guy some respect."

George was adding fuel to the fire.

“Hung Hing has done a lot recently.”

"The Chung Ching Society, which was also one of the top ten, was wiped out by them."

"Dongxing and Heliansheng, both of the top ten, also suffered heavy losses because they provoked them."

"As far as I know, Hung Hing currently has as many as 50,000 disciples."

Cunningham fell silent immediately.

As the general stationed in Hong Kong, he had reason to despise Hung Hing.

A gang, a complete mob.

A thousand rabble cannot defeat a hundred organized people.

However, with a powerful organization like Thunder Security involved, and both sides having roughly the same troop quality, it naturally comes down to sheer numbers.

How many troops are stationed in Hong Kong?

Less than a thousand!
Cunningham dared not ignore such a behemoth.

How could such a freak emerge from Hong Kong?

George shrugged:

"Community organizations are one of the world's biggest problems."

"Unfortunately, this is Hong Kong, where the Hung Society is very prosperous."

Unfortunately, Hung Hing is one of the branches of the Hung Society here.

Cunningham was speechless.

What bad luck.

"My hometown has always had a good relationship with the Hongmen."

Cunningham was even more annoyed.

Even though he was unhappy, he understood the meaning behind it.

As a branch of the Hung Society, it's perfectly normal for Hung Hing to have channels to recruit people from their hometown.

Even if you bring this up in official circles and engage in a war of words, there's nothing you can do.

Can you really stop people from communicating?
Cunningham murmured:

"That's really bad news."

George quickly calmed himself down:

"Of course, there's also good news."

Cunningham did not believe it:
Where else can we find good news?

George smiled and said:
"Lin Feng and the tycoon don't get along."

“The tycoon’s people have been causing trouble for so long, and the citizens of Hong Kong are full of complaints.”

"Even so, no one dared to make a move against the wealthy."

There are many reasons for this.

"The bonds of kinship among fellow villagers are one..."

Cunningham scoffed:
"This doesn't count."

"If the super-rich really cared about neighborly relations, why would they block the road?"

"Don't the neighbors need to go to work?"

George shrugged:

"The tycoon himself is the most important reason."

"No matter how we look at it, the four new families, led by the tycoon, have become famous symbols representing Hong Kong."

"This point is beyond question."

"It is also because of this that before the matter of the wealthy man was settled, no one below the Governor's Mansion dared to do anything excessive."

"They are afraid of retaliation from the wealthy."

"If even the Governor's mansion is like this, let alone ordinary citizens."

"They can only be angry but dare not speak out against the super-rich."

Cunningham remained silent.

There's no other reason than that George was simply telling the truth.

"Thunder Security's operation fired the first shot."

"This also shows that Lin Feng is not interested in the super-rich."

Cunningham mocked:

"That's really good news."

"When the wealthy man caused trouble, the governor's mansion didn't dare to stand up for him."

"The club or organization will have to step in."

"How dare the Governor still sit in that position?"

"Let's just give it up."

"Why don't we let Lin Feng sit here!"

Cunningham was extremely angry.

George understood his feelings.

Before coming to Hong Kong, George, like Cunningham, was an advocate of the British Empire.

It seems that Ning'an's generation, regardless of what they say, is still immersed in the past glory of the British Empire and cannot extricate themselves.

They constantly yearn to recreate their former glory.

Unfortunately, people in my hometown don't buy into that.

Mrs. Therese's fall in front of the Great Hall proved one thing.

Anssa's arrogance had no effect on his homeland.

People back home won't buy into that.

Cunningham, being a soldier, knew better how powerful his homeland was.

If their navy weren't so incompetent, it's hard to say whether the British Empire would be as powerful as America today!

"General, this is good news in any case."

Cunningham nodded slightly:
"Yes, that's definitely good news."

George quickly said:
"There's another piece of good news... Hong Kong's middle and lower-class tycoons are almost unable to withstand this pressure."

"Thunder Security's riot squad is frequently being hired."

Cunningham was taken aback:
"Is the news true?"

George smiled wryly:
"true!"

Cunningham exclaimed in admiration:

"George, you are very capable."

George secretly scoffed at himself, "What kind of ability is this?"
Does it have the power of money?

The news is true, because he personally purchased it from Lin Feng for 500,000!

Asking for 500,000 for information that can be easily confirmed? I have to say, Lin Feng is really ruthless!

Cunningham was in a great mood.

George then asked:

"General, how is the young tycoon doing in Fog City?"

Cunningham's mood immediately improved.

"That guy!"

"Two billion Hong Kong dollars have already been spent."

George lost his composure and exclaimed:

"Two billion?"

Cunningham glanced at him:
"Don't make a fuss. According to our intelligence, the young tycoon brought five billion."

"That's not even halfway done!"

George's mouth dropped open:
"what?!"

Cunningham was very pleased:

“George, you should trust the appetites of the Chongqing nobles. If they don’t take advantage of the wealthy young people, they’ve lived in vain.”

black!
That's fucking black!
George was consumed by jealousy.

He didn't get a single penny out of the HK$5 billion!

George is sour.

"So, do we still need to carry out that plan now?"

(End of this chapter)

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