Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 236 13: Deportation

"Mr. Yuan Qingbei, this is the order signed by the master. If you have no objection, you can sign it. Don't worry about us cheating you, because your lawyer has already checked the document."

"Whether you sign this document or not, you are required to leave Hong Kong through legal channels within 24 hours. As for where you go, I don't care."

"As far as I know, Tian Si's body has not been sent back to Japan yet. You can go back to Japan with your brother's body, and that will save me two troubles!"

"Pick that star. I'm going to open a bottle of good wine today to celebrate. Hong Kong now has two fewer big troubles."

There is no need for Guo Guohao to step in for the small matter of expelling Yuan Qingbei. Senior superintendent does not need to do such trivial work. A Zai is neither big nor small, and he can just send Yuan Qingbei on his last journey.

Yuan Qingbei looked at the lawyer standing beside him. When he saw the lawyer nodded, he knew that the result could not be changed. All he could do was appeal, but the appeal took too long, and even if it was successful, he would still be under close surveillance.

He didn't know what role Liangzai Sheng played in it, but he was sure that this result was what Liangzai Sheng wanted.

The only thing he could do now was to write his name on the deportation document and leave Hong Kong within the deadline.

Seeing Yuan Qingbei signing obediently, A-zai sneered, patted the crab beside him, and continued: "Mr. Yuan Qingbei, since you are the target of assassination, we will protect you until you leave Hong Kong."

"This is Senior Inspector Wang Defa. He is responsible for your safety during your last twenty-three hours in Hong Kong."

"I promise that not a single hair will be missing before you leave."

"This is the body list from the morgue. Senior Inspector Wang Defa will assist you in getting it."

"goodbye!"

"No, after these 23 hours, we won't meet in Hong Kong. If I travel to Japan, maybe we'll have a chance to meet again."

After the sarcastic remarks, A-zai gave Crab a look, asking him to keep a close eye on Yuan Qingbei, the loser, and kick him out of Hong Kong as soon as possible.

Crab nodded and said that he would promise to complete the task as soon as possible. He had several cases on hand and had no time to play with this Japanese devil.

Yuan Qingbei took back his belongings, left the Wan Chai police headquarters in silence, and got into the Crown sedan that came to pick him up.

"Mr. Hara Haru, we have already filed a complaint, but Xiangjiang recognizes the evidence provided by Interpol, and the Edo Metropolitan Police Department has also provided a lot of evidence to prove that you are a member of a gang."

"In Hong Kong, the accusation of being a member of a gang is very serious, so the result of the appeal will not be too optimistic."

"Besides, the photo of you covered in blood has been published in newspapers, even in several international newspapers, and all your details have been published in detail."

The lawyer also got into the car and sat in the passenger seat, saying that he could do nothing to help.

Yuan Qingbei nodded, indicating that he understood. He thought for a moment, then said, "Can the Hong Kong judicial system only deport me and not restrict my whereabouts?"

"Yes!"

"Mr. Yuan Qing, as long as you leave Hong Kong, the police will not pose a threat to you. They cannot interfere with any of your actions."

"But I have to remind you that the master's ban on you is lifelong. As long as you set foot in Hong Kong, you will be breaking the law."

"But if, I mean if, no one has caught you, with current technology, no one will know that you have returned to Hong Kong again."

After the lawyer finished his explanation, he stopped talking and just looked out the car window in silence.

Yuan Qingbei was not a fool. He knew what the lawyer meant. He nodded, looked at Fast Punch Jack who was driving, and said softly, "How are the preparations going?"

Fast Punch Jack, who was concentrating on driving, heard Yuan Qingbei's question and quickly slowed down. He glanced at the lawyer sitting next to him and did not say anything.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jingxia is one of us, and a companion of Yazaku. He is someone you can trust."

Yuan Qingbei knew what Fast Punch Jack was worried about, so he explained.

Since they are our own people, there is nothing to worry about. Quick Fist Jack said, "The Number Gang's Mei character pile is not doing well. All the red sticks in the character pile have been transferred to the Xiao character pile and the text pile."

"The leader of Meizidui, Crocodile, is old and has no ambitions. There are no more talented people in Meizidui, only a few loyal idiots, so he wants to sell the group."

"Uncle Tang of Hutchison Whampoa and Liansheng was originally interested, but Crocodile's offer was too high. They wanted $1 million and two stalls in Central, but Uncle Tang was only willing to pay $300,000."

"After all, the Number Gang is not Hutchison Whampoa, so that old bastard Uncle Deng has little interest in it. Besides, the territories of the May Group are all in Lantau Island. Plus, Crocodile's offer does not include the territory. He is just selling a sign."

"Besides, all of He Liansheng's energy is now focused on Jordan District. We want to make Jordan uniform first."

"I found a middleman and we made a deal. I didn't ask where the money came from, but I gave him NT$1.5 million in cash and two stalls in Central."

"It comes to 2.7 million. We have bought a signboard in Hong Kong. From now on, all the warriors from Edo can join the Meizidui first, and then use the name of Hongmen disciples to expand the territory in Hong Kong."

In the past month, Fast Fist Jack has not been idle. He used his reputation as the "Four Nines" of the Donglian Society to collect intelligence and make friends in the underworld, and finally achieved some results.

It was still Lord Wakato's old idea, to use the name of a Hongmen disciple to open up the situation for Yazaku in Hong Kong.

"Yes, I will leave Hong Kong tonight and go to Macao to visit some new friends."

"Mr. Jingxia will prepare the money you need for you. The two combat teams of the original Tiandao Group, plus a team of Chinese-American mixed-race masters from the Yulian Group, will follow you into the Number Gang Plum Character Pile."

"I heard that there is a saying in Hong Kong underworld that there is a thunderbolt out of nowhere. You are now a disciple of Hongmen, a red stick, and a person in charge."

"When I come back from Haojiang, you can transfer your role as the leader to me. You will be the leader of the gang. After that, I will allow you to revive the Tiandao Group, and you will be the subordinate leader of the Yulian Team."

"I really like Hong Kong's slang, which is very vivid."

"Becoming a Hongmen disciple and participating in Hongmen conferences will be a very interesting life experience."

"In the underworld, one still has to rely on fists to make a name for oneself. I will kill the handsome Sheng in an upright manner and let him know that the honor of Yazaku cannot be offended. Once offended, it must be repaid with blood."

"Mr. Jingxia, Mr. Tianshi's body will be left to you. Although we belong to different factions, Mr. Tianshi sacrificed himself for the future of Yazaku."

“The body was brought back to Edo and properly handed over to his family and a grand funeral was held, which is the honor he deserves.”

Yuan Qingbei closed his eyes tiredly. He did not sleep well last night. Every two hours, someone would wake him up and repeat the questions in the transcript. He needed a good sleep.

The Well Lawyer and Fast Fist Jack looked at each other, then shut up and returned to the hotel.

That evening, Yuan Qingbei took a helicopter to Haojiang. He was looking forward to meeting handsome Sheng again.

After a nap, Chi Mengli changed his clothes, walked out of the private room and headed for his own place.

He hadn't settled his accounts for two days, and there was a large sum of money in the safe in Tuodi, the origin of which he couldn't explain. It was very unsafe, so he had to deal with it as soon as possible, circulate it in his two major food chains, and then deposit it in the bank.

These half-black and half-white banknotes will all turn white after taking a spin in fresh food stores, sushi restaurants, and Japanese food restaurants.

When Chi Mengli returned to Hongsheng Queguan, he found Huanxi waiting in the hall with a stranger.

"Brother Sheng!"

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

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The one called Brother Sheng is Chi Mengli’s own henchman, and the one called Grandpa is Bo Xidong’s henchman.

Chi Mengli walked up to Huanxi, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "After a trip to Haojiang, I feel more energetic."

"Not bad!"

"The odds business is lost without you. Come back and do a good job. Don't let all the accounts go to waste. Boxing King Sheng has called and complained several times."

"This guy is just like a gossipy woman, he keeps talking a lot and it really annoys me."

"After looking at it, it seems that you are much smarter and more intelligent than your boss!"

"Okay! Bring your good brother and let's talk upstairs together."

"Sister Lychee, I'm treating you today. Each of you will have a cup of milk tea. I'll have a cup of mango sago. I've been feeling irritable lately, so I'll have some ice!"

The gangsters are all semi-illiterate, and only a few of them are smart enough to understand the account books. There are even fewer people like Huanxi who can make false accounts.

Chi Mengli took out two redwood fish from her wallet, asked the lychee girl at the front desk to buy some milk tea, and then called Huanxi and Bi Shiqiang to go upstairs together.

Bo Xidong looked at Huanxi and snorted coldly. During the time when Huanxi was away, he was in charge of all the accounts of the Bo Dan business. He had lost a lot of hair, but he still didn't figure out everything. Every time he needed Brother Sheng to step in to get the job done.

He was also a little hungry, so he took out his wallet, took out a redwood fish, and slapped it on the bill given by Chi Mengli, saying unhappily, "Two servings of shrimp wontons, and a roast goose leg, and the rest will be a tip for you."

"I'm hungry, hurry up."

Lizhi nodded, took the three redwood fish and walked out to buy milk tea and shrimp wontons.

Seeing that he had a stable stomach, Bocaidong took out a Camel cigarette, threw one to Huanxi, and said, "Cherish the opportunity. If you can convince Brother Sheng and catch his eye, you two will have a bright future."

Standing aside, Huanxi and Bishiqiang nodded quickly, saying that they would definitely cherish the opportunity.

After taking two puffs of his cigarette and satisfying his craving, Bo Xidong called Huan Xi and Bi Shiqiang to go upstairs.

In the office on the third floor, Chi Mengli counted the withdrawals and fees of the past two days and divided the money into three parts. The largest part was his, the second largest part was for the hall, and the remaining several thousand yuan was for the group leader.

The cost of Robin's funeral was very high, including the mourning hall, cemetery, banquet, Beifeng's resettlement fee, and the appearance fee of 500 yuan per person for the henchmen, the total cost of the gang was 167,000 yuan.

If we add in the 400,000 yuan for resettlement and the 730,000 yuan for funeral expenses, Robin has made a fortune this time! With this huge sum of money, Robin's family can live without worries about food and clothing from now on.

Robin's family got fatter, but the gang got thinner.

In order to arrange Robin's funeral, Chi Mengli spent all the money in the gang's account, and he couldn't even pay the bail for the gang's henchmen.

However, this account can also be attributed to the head of the group. Shenxianjin wanted to be solemn and dignified, and spared no expense. In the next three months, the head of the group would be required to pay fees, and the commission would be reduced by 10%. Even if Bai Gusheng was not satisfied, he could not say anything.

After a simple calculation of the accounts, Chi Mengli finally understood Mr. Huang Silang's empty-shell theory. When he opened his eyes early in the morning, there would be hundreds of his men howling for food, waiting for him to go out and find ways to make money to feed them.

Tired!

Thinking of this, he picked up the pipe on the table, took out a Hongshuangxi cigarette from it, put it in his mouth and lit it.

Just when Chi Mengli was smoking and feeling sad, Bo Xidong led Huanxi and Bi Shiqiang into the office.

"Huanxi, is this the good brother who has a new way to make money that you mentioned?"

"You look familiar! May I ask?"

Chi Mengli did not let Huanxi and Bi Shiqiang sit down. Instead, he looked Bi Shiqiang up and down, felt that he looked familiar, and asked in confusion.

Bi Shiqiang chuckled and quickly answered, "Brother Sheng, you are a noble man who forgets things easily. Last year, when Uncle Jiu celebrated his birthday, Brother De and I went to pay our respects to Uncle Jiu. We happened to sit at the same table and had a few drinks together."

Uncle Nine's birthday party?!

Dege?!
Uncle Nine is a member of the Li family and has served as the head of the family for three terms. However, he is now very far away from the main branch of the Li family and his bloodline is thin, so he was sent to manage the water room and serve as a chamber pot.

However, after Shuifang took control of the two sources of income, gambling boats and rice washing, he completely kicked Lijia aside.

A few years ago, when Causeway Bay was cleaning out the wooden stalls, Shuifang did not offer help. Lijia had no choice but to ask Laoxin to step forward and finally clean up the wooden stalls in Causeway Bay.

Chi Mengli did attend Uncle Jiu's birthday banquet and sat at the same table with him. The only one who could be called Brother De was the unlucky De.

It turns out that this loser is a henchman of the unfortunate De!
After spending a few seconds to figure out the whole story in his mind, Chi Mengli smiled and said, "Snot Qiang! Brother Qiang!"

"Brother Qiang has always been in Mong Kok and rarely comes to Yau Ma Tei, so I don't have a deep impression of him. Don't blame me! Don't blame me!"

"If I remember correctly, Brother Qiang is with Brother De. There is a good way to make money, so you should do it with Brother De. After all, you two are good brothers. You know each other well!"

"There is an old saying that goes, 'If you run around, you will often come back empty-handed. Only when you are familiar with the road, you can win."

"Could it be that there is something strange about Brother Qiang's new way of making money?"

(End of this chapter)