Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 187 83: Exchange of Information

"What?"

"Fool me!"

"This is a high-end gym, and people of status come and go here. Sir Guo, be careful with your words. Be careful not to be photographed by the paparazzi, or we'll both be on the headlines."

"Since you want to talk, let's go inside the stadium and talk so as not to scare the kids next to us."

Chi Mengli could see that Guo Guohao was really anxious and had something really important, otherwise he would not have said that he would go to the Central Police Station to talk for 48 hours. He pushed open the glass door of the stadium and walked in alone.

Guo Guohao glanced at his men around him, asked them to block the door and prevent anyone from interfering with the conversation, and then walked into the billiard room.

"Handsome Sheng, your plane is too big this time!"

Chi Mengli had just taken out his cigarette box when he heard Guo Guohao's accusation. He sneered, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a Zippo lighter, and after blowing out a puff of smoke, he said, "Don't bluff me."

"I know your tricks very well. I've been in this business for a long time. Please, Lei Luo has already escaped. What else do you want to do? If I ask why, I'm afraid I'll be blamed for the Second World War."

"My brother is outside, Mr. Guo, I don't want to be tainted by the emperor's aura. If you're okay, I'll go out and continue playing."

Guo Guohao turned around and found Bocaidong and Xizi arguing with his men. His face turned worse. He turned around and pointed at Chi Mengli's chest and shouted, "Fuck you, handsome guy wins. Don't think you are an upper-class person just because you put on a suit."

"Push to the street!"

"Your file in O-Ji is more than a person's height. You can be used as a pillar."

"Do you think that all these cases can be solved by just saying you're doing the right thing? You're a thief for one day, and you'll be a thief for the rest of your life! Stop dreaming and quit!"

"The Eight-Faced Buddha has arrived in Hong Kong and killed a needle. I just went to search for the body."

Guo Guohao pretended to be very emotional and cursed loudly, but when he talked about the most crucial information, he lowered his voice so that only the two people facing each other could hear it.

Hearing that the Eight-Faced Buddha had killed a needle, Chi Mengli frowned. This old loser was really quick. As soon as he returned to Hong Kong, he started to clean up the suspicious people around him.

The Eight-Faced Buddha is a drug lord who hides in the deep mountains and forests of Chiang Mai all year round. He does not need any evidence to take action. He can kill someone as long as he suspects him.

In recent years, the old man named Eight-Faced Buddha has become one of the most famous demolition companies in Asia. The number of Double Lions Stepping on the Earth that has come out of his hands can be counted by tons.

Eating one peanut means death, eating two peanuts also means death. There is no possibility of leniency if you confess.

So there is no psychological burden at all when removing a needle.

"My people just went to see the Eight-Faced Buddha today. We can confirm that the Eight-Faced Buddha is now in Kowloon Walled City with Ya Qi."

"This loser named Yaqi likes to stay in temples. There are only two temples in Kowloon Walled City, either the Earth God Temple or the Confucian Temple."

"But once the police enter Kowloon Walled City, it will cause a stir and many people will die. The Eight-Faced Buddha will definitely take advantage of the chaos to leave. On Kowloon Island, the bigwigs will definitely not dare to make a move against the police."

"But the Kowloon Walled City is different. If you dare to show your gun, the desperate criminals in the Kowloon Walled City will dare to fight you."

"It's a big deal! I don't think you even stand a chance of guarding the pond!"

"It's not impossible to dye our black hats red with the blood of our brothers, but if the Eight-Faced Buddha escapes, the loss to our brothers will be too great. Be careful, Sapeson will be the first to target you!" Chi Mengli saw at a glance that Guo Guohao was planning to kill the Eight-Faced Buddha, but ideas are only ideas and strength is only strength. If Sir Guo could catch anyone he wanted, he would have become the boss long ago!

This warning made Guo Guohao, who had just lost a senior undercover agent, calm down instantly. He didn't even think about charging into Kowloon Walled City. Even if he wanted to do it, the Chief Secretary and the Governor's Office would not agree with his reckless behavior.

Kowloon Walled City was a word game played by the Qing Dynasty and the foreigners. Before the fall of the Qing Dynasty, there had always been a prefect, a garrison, and three shifts of yamen runners.

It is because of legal issues that the top 100 most wanted gangsters on the police station's wanted list all run to the Kowloon Walled City when something happens.

"Have you been doing business with the Eight-Faced Buddha recently?"

"If you're involved in a gang, I can't protect you. Don't forget, you're a policeman, not a real gangster."

It is not uncommon for undercover agents to turn against their superiors and actually join gangs.

There are very few people who can make it to the top of the hall. They will definitely be of great use in the future and are very valuable. Guo Guohao does not want to lose this important bargaining chip for his promotion and wealth.

"Mr. Guo, do you want me to give you an electronic megaphone so that you can shout to the world that I am an undercover agent of the police station."

"I risked my life to help you catch a big fish, but you didn't show any gratitude, Mr. Guo, and instead you doubted my position!"

"Good intentions are never rewarded!"

Chi Mengli shook her head, feeling a little unworthy. Guo Guohao was really an ungrateful person, not appreciating a good person's kindness!
"Stop talking nonsense. I saw your expense reimbursement receipt. It's 80,000 Hong Kong dollars! This is a huge sum of money. I can't pay it all at once. I can only give it to you in installments."

"I won't talk about you using O-Ji as a free ATM. At least give me some useful information and don't always play a small role."

Guo Guohao felt weak all over when he thought of Chi Mengli's reimbursement receipts that appeared on time every five days. This loser had taken more than 200,000 yuan from him this month alone.

Those mad dogs of the ICAC will sooner or later target him and send him to court to face the master.

"Is Boxing Champion Sheng also a small character? If we defeat him, we will break up a multi-billion dollar lottery business. I guarantee that the front page headlines of the New York Times and the Times will all be your name and photo!"

"I have already delivered the money you lost to Quan Wangsheng. You can collect the money at any time."

"Mr. Guo, I'm not saying this, but your subordinates are really useless. Not a single one of them is useful. A special task force has been set up, but they can't even handle a single boxing champion. They are really useless among useless people."

"I have another piece of news for you. I heard that the math genius behind Boxing Champion Sheng is going to Singapore on vacation on his own yacht."

"The business of betting is really profitable. In less than half a year, I earned enough money to buy a luxury yacht. When I got to the sea, I had no phone or communication facilities. I was only accompanied by a few of Boxing King Sheng's henchmen."

"If we can take care of this guy on the sea, as long as we can find a way to pry open the mouth of this math genius, we can kill Boxing Champion Sheng."

"A smart person knows how to weigh the pros and cons. If you ask him to become a tainted witness and promise to let him leave Hong Kong alive, he will definitely speak up. It's been so long, Mr. Guo, you must have some evidence in your hands."

"With the advice of this math genius, I'm sure I can kill Boxing Champion Sheng!"

Chi Mengli took a puff of his cigarette, then walked to the window and flicked the cigarette butt out of his hand.

(End of this chapter)