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

Chapter 382 Old Song's actions were too fast.
Old Song received Li Fu's call and was nearly scared to death.

After hanging up the phone, he went completely mad, immediately assigning tasks to his subordinates.

"Who the hell taught a bunch of out-of-towners a lesson at the night market yesterday? Come to headquarters immediately."

"You have one hour to figure this out, or else you'll face the family rules!"

Old Song shouted these words.

Not only were they afraid, they were also angry!

Faced with the Songlin Gang's attack, the Sihai Gang suffered repeated defeats.

At such a critical juncture, instead of thinking of ways to fight back, they're getting into a fight over someone's affections at the night market?

Old Song was furious!
Of all people to mess with, why did you have to provoke that killer?
If you want to die, go die yourself, don't drag me down with you.

Old Song has always been proud of his identity as the leader of the Four Seas Gang, and he has never hidden it. Even after he was elected as a member of parliament, he remained true to his identity.

Now, he hates this identity.

Why should I, as the gang leader, bear the consequences of the trouble caused by the gang members?

But that's just how reality is. If you're the gang leader and your subordinates get into trouble, who else will they turn to if not you?

Old Song's thoughts drifted, and he couldn't help but recall a certain night three years ago.

The Four Seas Gang lost three branches in succession. Most importantly, the leaders of these branches disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead.

That's practically impossible.

Even the most foolish person would know that something terrible had happened to them.

The members of the Sihai Gang are quite unique; they are either children of officials or children of businessmen.

The reason for establishing the Four Seas Gang was simple: to collude with officials and businessmen to make money.

The Four Seas Gang has plenty of money; in a place like Taiwan, the rich are the bosses.

Then many people will follow him.

In this way, the Four Seas Gang grew in number and soon surpassed the Bamboo Union Gang to become the largest gang in terms of members.

Note that this only applies to the number of people surpassed.

Old Song was ambitious and wanted to replace the Bamboo Union as number one.

But reality dealt him a harsh blow.

The Four Seas Gang has more money than the Bamboo Union Gang, and its official connections are also superior, but its fighting strength is far inferior.

Those gang members were all mercenaries, and they were very afraid of losing their lives.

When fighting against the Bamboo Union, they never risked their lives.

Old Song felt deeply helpless.

This is also something that can't be helped.

Like boss, like underlings.

The top leaders of the Sihai Gang are either sons of officials or sons of businessmen. Can you expect them to risk their lives?

I have plenty of money and power, and a great life awaits me. Why should I risk my life?
This is the reality of the Four Seas Gang.

Under these circumstances, someone mediated and the Four Seas Gang readily agreed to pay compensation and cease hostilities.

For the Four Seas Gang, problems that can be solved with money are the most cost-effective.

In terms of wealth, no one can surpass them.

At this time, Lao Song had not yet realized the special nature of the Sihai Gang.

He was determined to prove himself and show the power of the Four Seas Gang no matter what.

The Bamboo Union gang was no match for them; the gang led by Ya Ba Zi was just a bunch of killers, ruthless and vicious.

If we can't afford to mess with the Bamboo Union, can't we at least not mess with the Triad led by a woman?

Then, another tragic scene unfolded.

For three consecutive days, three different sects were dismantled.

What's even more ruthless than the Bamboo Union is that none of the high-ranking members of these three gangs escaped; they all vanished without a trace.

Old Song then realized he had met his match.

The women of the Sanlian Gang are too ruthless.

They don't play games with you.

If you want war, then I will fight. Until the very end.

Let's see who backs down first.

Old Song chickened out.

It's so terrible!

These guys are real outlaws, not the Four Seas Gang. They're just using the name of a gang; in reality, they're a company involved in organized crime!

Old Song was filled with fear and was about to swallow his pride and beg for peace when he was directly invited to a boat on the beach.

Then I saw the scene that I often dreamt about in the middle of the night.

Two men bound their men as if they were being executed, stabbed each of them three times, then hung heavy objects on the corpses and threw them into the sea one by one.

The deck reeked of a foul odor.

It took Old Song a whole day to get it clean.

That's right, those people were insane. Not only did they make them watch the execution, they also made them clean up the execution site.

Old Song was vomiting while cleaning up.

There was not only blood on the deck, but also a strong smell of urine.

Add to that the salty sea breeze...

The whole place was a battlefield.

It was at that time that Lao Song came to understand himself.

He was not a desperado at all.

Those two are the ones.

Old Song saw no hesitation or pity in them.

They acted as if they were killing animals, not people.

Do not!
Even if you're killing a fish or a chicken in the kitchen, at least you have some compassion.

But those two people didn't.

Old Song was psychologically won over.

The moment he was released, he had a generous apology prepared for Ding Yao, and then ordered the end of the conflict with the Sanlian Gang, declaring that they would never interfere with each other again.

Old Song lay at home for three days and three nights before he recovered.

Since then, Old Song's temper has improved.

Old Song's real name is Song Jingang. He used to be as fierce as his name suggests, but now he is completely Buddhist and would never get angry easily.
He's not qualified to be a fugitive.

If anyone in the Four Seas Gang wanted to become a fugitive, Old Song would always find a reason to kick them out.

What kind of desperados does his gang need?
Are you inviting trouble and disaster upon yourself?

To be honest, Old Song felt wronged in the fight with the Songlin Gang—don't you even know the rules of running for councilor?

You have to accept the consequences of your bet!

How can someone be like you, wanting to flip the table just because you lost a vote?
That's so tasteless!

Despite the Sihai Gang's repeated defeats, Old Song didn't really care.

It doesn't matter if the gang members die; as long as there's money, we can slowly recruit more.

The core members absolutely cannot get into trouble.

This is their core base.

If something happens to them, I'll be in big trouble!

Old Song didn't really seek to defeat the Songlin Gang; he knew all too well what desperate criminals were like.

As long as the core members of the Four Seas Gang are safe, Zhou Chaoxian can cause as much trouble as he wants!

Who would have thought that at this very moment, at this very moment, they would receive a call from Li Fu, the killer.

Old Song was terrified!
Shivering.

This isn't some nonsense adjective; it's his true situation.

His palms were icy cold, and his legs were weak; he could only sit steadily by relying on the support of the sofa.

Ding-ling-ling!
The ringing of the phone startled Lao Song.

Now, he's like a frightened bird.

They get terribly frightened by the slightest disturbance.

Old Song calmed himself down and picked up the phone:
"Hey, it's me!"

Fortunately, the voice on the other end of the phone wasn't that killer Li Fu.

"Boss, we've found out. Yesterday at the night market, the betel nut vendor's woman was harassed, and he beat her up."

Betel nut?
An image suddenly popped into Old Song's mind.

A guy in his forties with a mouthful of rotten teeth.

Old Song was furious:
"You bastard, bring him to headquarters!"

The other side was shocked:

"Boss, they're just a bunch of outsiders. Let them bully us if they want."

“Betel nut boy is one of our key members; his father is expected to join the cabinet this year…”

Old Song said coldly:
"Do you remember Rascal Hung?"

Lanzi Xiong was the most famous of the many high-ranking members of the Sihai Gang who were killed by Lin Feng and Li Fu.

The person on the other end was taken aback:
"Rotten Boy Xiong? Wasn't he...fed the fish three years ago?"

Old Song said indifferently:
"The group of out-of-towners that the betel nut vendor bullied yesterday were friends of the former killer star."

"Since you're so loyal, why don't you go see that killer in place of the betel nut boy?"

The voice on the other end changed drastically, filled with panic:
"Boss, I'll deliver the betel nut to headquarters right away."

When it comes to personal safety, a betel nut vendor's family background is completely irrelevant.

The top leaders of the Sihai Gang are either sons of officials or sons of businessmen.

They certainly don't lack high-ranking officials in the government.

This is not an exaggeration. Given the current situation in Taiwan, with the financial resources of the Four Seas Gang, what difficulty would it be to support a few officials to enter the cabinet?
The people of Taiwan recognize this, but Li Fu doesn't.

He doesn't care whether your parents are high-ranking officials in the Taiwanese government.

If he wants to kill you, what does it have to do with your parents?
Old Song understood this, and he knew even better that no one in his gang would repeat the mistakes of Rascal Xiong for the sake of Betel Nut Boy.

They had also met a few outlaws.

But elusive outlaws are much rarer.

This shows that the other party not only has no bottom line in their actions, but is also very shrewd.

A reckless person is not scary; a person who can use their brain is the most troublesome.

Old Song came back to life.

Thankfully, thankfully, we finally found the person within the time limit set by the Killer Star.

Old Song composed himself and dialed Li Fu's number. The leader of the Sihai Gang was very respectful. "Brother Fu, the person has been found."

Li Fu was slightly surprised:

"So fast?"

"Then I'll trouble Chief Song to deliver the person to the Sanlian Gang."

Old Song's face was beaming with smiles:
"Yes, I'll deliver it myself."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Song regained his energy; he was really scared to death!

The betel nut boy was quickly tied up and handed over to Old Song.

"Boss, you can't do this to me!"

"I am loyal to the Four Seas Gang and have done my best for its development."

Old Song glanced at him indifferently.
"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself."

"You're out here in the world, and you didn't even have a second thought. You messed with the wrong person. You deserve it."

"We can't let your own actions drag the entire gang down!"

The betel nut vendor roared loudly:
"You're so scared by just one person? What right do you have to call yourselves the Four Seas Gang?"

Old Song turned to look at him, and asked the person next to him in surprise:

"Is this guy really that brave?"

The person next to him sighed:
"Boss, Betel Nut Boy is a successor."

Old Song suddenly realized, "Damn, no wonder this guy's eyes are so clear, he hasn't been beaten up."

He waved his hand:

"Bring it in the car!"

The betel nut vendor was in complete panic:

"How could you do this?"

“My father is going to join the cabinet this year, and the position of Deputy Minister of Public Service is a sure thing for him.”

“If anything happens to me, my father will not let you off the hook, and Minister Hou will not let you off the hook.”

Old Song's lips twitched slightly; it was the first time he'd ever seen this guy act so utterly clueless.

How did the betel nut vendor's father rise to power? He didn't even have a point.

And the Deputy Minister of Public Service... who is actually the Minister, isn't he now in a precarious situation himself?

At this moment, Old Song sincerely wanted Zhou Chao to take the lead and quickly find that damned Minister Liang.

That betel nut boy... he's hopeless!

Two hours later, after passing through layers of checks, they arrived at the headquarters of the Sanlian Gang.

Old Song was dumbfounded.

He thought only Li Fu would come this time, but he never expected Lin Feng to come as well.

Old Song quickly bowed and stepped forward, shamelessly greeting them:
"Brother Feng, you didn't even say hello before you came..."

Lin Feng glanced at him.
"You want to welcome me with a hail of bullets?"

Old Song's lips twitched, and he hurriedly said:
"No, we should at least hold a grand welcome ceremony for you at 101, shouldn't we?"

Lin Feng waved his hand:
"That's unnecessary!"

"Old Song, you've really made something of yourself now."

"They beat me pretty badly over there by the Pine Forest Gang, and then they turned around and beat up my subordinate... You want to take on two of them?"

He waved, and the chubby little girl, Wang Jingjing, came running up to him.

"Look at this poor little fat boy, look what you've done to him!"

"If you're going to fight, you should find someone from the gang to fight. This fat kid is a director, and you're going to fight him too?"

"Is the Four Seas Gang only capable of bullying the weak?"

The chubby boy looked comical, with bruises all over his face, and one eye socket was black while the other was completely red.

His arm was wrapped in gauze, and he looked like he had been beaten up badly.

Old Song was terrified and quickly protested his innocence:
"Brother Feng, I really didn't do it."

Lin Feng said calmly:
"It is the father's fault if the son is not taught. You are the leader of the Four Seas Gang. Your subordinates beat up people from my company. Isn't that your responsibility?"

Old Song quickly said:
"Brother Feng, please give me a chance."

"I am willing to compensate the victims from yesterday; I will cover their medical expenses and everything else."

"In addition, each person will receive 200,000 yuan as a consolation fee."

The chubby boy looked at Lin Feng with admiration. As expected of Lin Feng, as expected of his boss.

He's successful in Hong Kong, and he's even more successful in Taiwan.

amazing!
Lin Feng said coldly:
"Do I owe you two hundred thousand?"

Old Song, his face covered in sweat, said aggrievedly:

"Mr. Lin, the compensation is 200,000 yuan for each person."

Lin Feng chuckled:
"Do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

The chubby boy puffed out his chest and said:
"Mr. Lin is not short of money. I get two million for making a movie under the boss!"

Two hundred thousand?
Who are you trying to insult?
Old Song gritted his teeth and said:
"It's the younger brother's fault. Yesterday's victims, in addition to medical expenses, each deserve 400,000 yuan in compensation for emotional distress."

"Director, I'll pay you one million in compensation."

The chubby boy is numb.

what?
So you got another million?

Wang Jingjing suddenly felt that the pain in her body had lessened.

If he gets a million for every beating he gets, he could probably handle it if it happened a few more times, right?
Lin Feng glanced at the chubby boy and noticed that the guy's eyes had turned into little stars. He couldn't help but laugh and scold him:

"Look at you, so useless."

The chubby boy gave a dry laugh, not daring to speak.

Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"Little fatty, you're easily fooled. You've passed."

Old Song quickly said:
"Thank you, Brother Feng."

Lin Feng waved:
"Bring your men up here. Let me see who they are, daring to lay a hand on my people."

Old Song didn't dare to say much and quickly brought up the betel nut.

The betel nut vendor didn't know Lin Feng, but he felt uneasy seeing Lao Song's behavior in front of Lin Feng.

Therefore, he took the initiative:

Do you know who I am?

“My father was a high-ranking official in the government. The Public Administration Department in Yiwan, which was in charge of gang affairs, was the unit where my father worked.”

“After the election, he will definitely become the Deputy Minister of Public Service Management.”

“My father has a good relationship with Minister Liang. If something happens to me, he will definitely not let you off the hook.”

"Release me immediately, or my father will not forgive you, Minister Liang will not forgive you, and the Songlin Gang will be expelled from the Party."

Before Lin Feng could even speak, Old Song was terrified.

You betel nut bastard, can't you just die peacefully? Do you have to bring disaster to your fellow betel nut enthusiasts?
Without saying a word, Old Song kicked the betel nut vendor squarely in the mouth.

Betel nut boy already had a mouthful of rotten teeth, and Old Song used all his strength this time.

flutter!
The betel nut boy's mouth was full of blood, and all his teeth had fallen out.

Lin Feng gave the two of them a disdainful look:
"Old Song, you're too reckless. You've dirtied my carpet."

Old Song quickly nodded and bowed:

"Brother Feng, let me wash, let me wash!"

Lin Feng got up and went to the betel nut vendor:

"Public Affairs Management Department, what a huge government agency!"

"Minister Liang, Vice Minister? That's a very high-ranking official!"

He clapped his hands.

"Bring it with you."

Old Song was puzzled, but then he sensed two people entering. His pupils constricted sharply: wasn't that Minister Liang of the Public Affairs Management Department, the one who was kicked every time he took a step?!

Minister Liang hated that scoundrel to death, so he quickly stepped forward and fawned over him:

"Sir, I'll fire his father as soon as I get back. How can such a guy serve our fellow martial arts practitioners?"

"He must be expelled and never hired again."

The betel nut vendors were dumbfounded. This obsequious guy was actually the arrogant Minister Liang?

hallucinations!

It must be an illusion!

fake!

Must be fake!

The betel nut vendors are in a terrible state!

Old Song sneered at him:

"I'll take you down in a bit, you bastard, you almost dragged the whole gang down with you."

"You don't need to feel lonely. Don't worry, I will send your parents down to keep you company later."

The betel nut boy suddenly struggled free.
Lin Feng frowned:
"Old Song, it's all up to you!"

Old Song was overjoyed and exclaimed loudly:

"Thank you, Brother Feng."

Lin Feng's statement indicates that the events of last night are now behind us.

It was rare to see Lin Feng being so magnanimous, so Old Song rallied his spirits and decided to make a good impression.

So, Old Song grabbed the betel nut boy's leg and dragged him into the yard.

The men rushed forward to help and threw the betel nut boy into the car.

Old Song didn't go far either. He came to the seaside outside the Sanlian Gang headquarters and, without asking anyone else, took the dagger.

The betel nut vendor, trembling, said calmly,
"Brother, don't blame me."

"Blame it on yourself for messing with the wrong person."

"The world is never as simple as you imagine."

"Although our Four Seas Gang is large, there are still people we can't afford to offend."

"Unfortunately, it's Brother Feng."

"If I don't kill you and send your parents down, our Four Seas Gang is finished."

"You may not know this, but Brother Feng only has friends and no enemies."

"His enemies are all dead!"

"Remember to keep your eyes open in your next life."

(End of this chapter)