Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 413, page 190: Captured Alive (First Day of Repentance)
There is a Hennessy Road in Hong Kong, and it is named after the then-Governor-General of Hong Kong, who was named Hennessy.

In order to facilitate governance, the foreigners in Hong Kong all adopt strange-sounding but memorable Chinese names, without exception. Of course, most of them use transliterations of Chinese characters.

The water room lacked both keen eyesight and sharp ears, and it also lacked strong intelligence gathering capabilities.

Individuals and organizations cannot defeat the state apparatus.

Human resource costs alone can bankrupt a thriving organization in an instant.

All the information the water room had about the Cligis family was provided by this foreigner in front of them.

Wen Gui's livid face forced a strained smile as he fawned over the foreigner in front of him, who looked to be only in his forties.

Chi Mengli glanced at Wen Gui, then looked at Shen Xianjin. Seeing that both of them looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, he chose to remain silent.

Hennessy ignored Wen Gui, glanced at Chi Mengli, nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "I've done everything I could. You should sign the bill and pay now!"

“Mr. Hennessy, you should be very familiar with the disciple behind me. Shenxianjin will be taking over the water room business in the future, so please take good care of him.”

“The Eight-Faced Buddha is right behind us. I will send someone to find the person you requested right now for Mr. Hennessy.”

"Ah Sheng, get to work. Find that Slav, and also your woman, plus your mother-in-law."

It is indeed time to pay the bill; this was all a setup.

The MI6 agents never intended to take the Eight-Faced Buddha out of Hong Kong. Not only did they not want to take the Eight-Faced Buddha out of Hong Kong, they also spread rumors that the Eight-Faced Buddha had a golden Buddha in his hand, and that the miniature carving on the golden Buddha contained the names of red geese and swallows.

In fact, the Eight-Faced Buddha handed over the golden Buddha immediately. MI6 only sent people to inspect it but did not touch it, using the golden Buddha as bait.

As for the list of Red Goose Swallows, Eight-Faced Buddha had already revealed it; gangsters have no loyalty whatsoever.

After MI6 had taken care of everything, they spent a sum of money to hire a well-known coffin maker to rescue the Eight-Faced Buddha from the safe house. The coffin maker then passed the man through the water room before selling him to Duffy Clijsters.

The water was even muddier at this point!

The purpose of MI6's elaborate scheme was simple: to lure Lubyanka's people into making a move. In addition, Anna Keligis's aluminum smuggling business in Eastern Europe was a convenient way for MI6 and NATO's intelligence center to plant their own people.

Now it's all over. Once Anna Keligis and that Slavic representative are caught, this deal will be completely over.

Chi Mengli now understands why the Eight-Faced Buddha didn't use the golden Buddha in his hand as a trump card or as a bargaining chip. It wasn't that he was willing to risk his life for his wealth, but that he couldn't trade the chips he no longer possessed!

Listen to the music to understand its meaning; listen to the words to understand their tone.

Chi Mengli closed his eyes and immediately filled in the blanks in his mind. He sighed reluctantly, realizing that he was still a pawn and had not become a player. He threw the bow on the ground and took a short-barreled shotgun from a disciple in the water room.

Since I'm a pawn who's already crossed the river, there's no turning back. I can only play a supporting role and finish the play.

The entire villa, inside and out, is now surrounded by people from the water house. His mission is to find the Slavic woman who was bidding so aggressively against Teacher Li and her former mother-in-law.

"Stay alive!"

Hennessy, who was admiring the destroyed Victorian paintings, took off his top hat, revealing his Mediterranean hairstyle, a symbol of strength, made a statement, and then continued looking at the paintings at the auction.

Chi Mengli nodded, indicating that it was okay, and left with the short-barreled shotgun.

Shenxian Jin watched the handsome Sheng's disappearing figure, nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at Hennessy, saying ingratiatingly, "Everything here is now ownerless."

“Hennessy Specialist, you can speak up about anything you're interested in. The waterworks may not have many other skills, but they are capable of delivering goods to Edinburgh.”

Hennessy glanced at it, shook his head seriously, and said, "I have no interest in national assets. In two hours, the people from the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region will arrive on the island, and most of them will be handed over to the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region."

"Of course, the remaining genuine goods will go to your water room and become secret funds, deposited into a secret account."

"By the way! There's no need to move Mr. Eight-Faced Buddha. Just leave him in this glass display case! The colleagues in the Political Department will be very happy to see a criminal who has been recovered. Such a scoundrel should still be punished in the ancestral hall!"

Hennessy, speaking fluent Cantonese, sentenced Eight-Faced Buddha to death in just a few words. Shenxian Jin smiled awkwardly. Indeed, one shouldn't use other people's money to bribe officials. However, he also realized from Hennessy's words that the foreigner in front of him, like the foreigners in the Governor's Mansion, was greedy and would definitely try to pocket money whenever he had the chance.

Since Hennessy is greedy, that makes things easier; I'll find a way to get closer to him.

He waved his hand, stopping the henchmen who were about to use a chainsaw to open the glass display case, and told them to just stay inside quietly.
"Haha! We're all friends, it's too serious and it'll hurt our friendship."

"These auction items are a mix of genuine and fake, and it will take a long time to authenticate them, but Hennessy specialist, rest assured, your share will be guaranteed."

Wen Gui stepped in to smooth things over, explaining that Shui Fang's business in the Commonwealth relied entirely on Hennessy's help, and that straining relations would only lead to trouble for both sides.

Hennessy nodded, giving Wen Gui face, then remained silent and continued looking at the painting.

If Chi Mengli were there, she would definitely be cursing Shenxian Jin in her heart for being crazy. It seems that Shenxian Jin has not had much dealings with foreigners. Foreigners are more straightforward. Whether it is giving gifts or money, you must state the amount. Don't play the hypocritical trick of refusing and declining.

If he were in charge, he would simply wrap up the paintings, send someone by plane to Edinburgh the next day to personally hand them over to the other party's wife, and then openly and honestly discuss the matter at their next meeting.

MI6 has a very low bottom line. Taking bribes and demanding favors are minor matters. As long as they don't betray the Red Goose, they can use their positions to gain some benefits without any problems.

(Ah Xian had dealt with foreigners before. He was preparing a box of top-grade Havana cigars produced by China Tobacco, but the team leader who was mentoring him said that this was a waste of money. The team leader went and bought a bottle of Johnnie Walker, which was half the price of the cigars, and the order was settled.)
(The team leader's original words were: "When you're trying to get in touch with someone, you need to choose someone they know well, someone who's the biggest and easiest to monetize.")
However, he has no intention of establishing a relationship with MI6 at the moment. He is a local strongman in Hong Kong and does not want to expand his international business. He wants to take care of his own little corner of Hong Kong first!
He casually tore off a tablecloth and covered his face. There were at least one or two hundred people in this villa. It was impossible to kill them all. He had to cover his face first to protect himself.

Holding a short-barreled sprayer, Chi Mengli began searching each room one by one. Soon, she found the Slavic representative who had been arguing wildly with Teacher Li in the first-floor bathroom.

"bang bang bang"

The Slavs, armed with a pistol, took a commanding position and blocked the entrance to the restroom.

However, security was taken into consideration from the very beginning of the design of this stone villa. The bathrooms on the first floor are surrounded by solid iron pillars with welded anti-theft railings.

Let alone a burly Slavic person who is about 1.8 meters tall, even a seven or eight-year-old child who is 1.1 or 1.2 meters tall cannot climb out.

Chi Mengli leaned against the wall, carefully counting the bullets fired. As a seasoned gun enthusiast, she naturally recognized what kind of pistol the Slav was holding. The Kregis family was very attentive to this first Asian auction, and there were not many oversights in terms of security.

In fact, without the help of an insider, the Cligis family wouldn't have failed so completely.

The Slavs had their own secret self-defense equipment, but it was definitely not a handgun. In other words, the handgun in the Slavs' hands was the handgun carried by the Krejci family's security personnel.

The MAC 50 semi-automatic pistol is a French copy of the classic Browning M1935 pistol. Therefore, this gun has the same magazine capacity as the M1935, only 9 rounds. However, experienced gunmen will put an extra bullet in the chamber.

But this was too difficult for the Slavic representative, because in his hasty escape, he had no way of noticing such details.

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli extended the short shotgun in her hand, pulled the trigger, and fired a shot at the ceiling. The foreigner had said he wanted the victim alive, so she certainly couldn't turn this bastard into a sieve.

"Bang bang bang bang."

The sound of a pistol firing rang out again, bullets flying wildly past the solid wood door frame.

"Five, six, seven!"

Chi Mengli counted in his mind that there were at most two bullets left in his magazine. He looked around and found a plaster statue that had fallen to the ground and broken into two pieces. He kicked the water room disciple behind him and told the scoundrel to bring the plaster statue over.

The water room disciple wearing a Peking Opera mask naturally recognized the Double Flower Red Stick who had helped the water room take down Ding Cai Pao, and immediately obediently took over the plaster statues and handed them to Chi Mengli.

Chi Mengli took the plaster statue, weighed it in her hand to make sure she knew its weight, and then threw her head in first.

The plaster statue's head landed on the black and white tiles with a dull thud, but the gunshot Chi Mengli had hoped for did not ring out.

It seems that big guys have great wisdom!

Undeterred by his failed attempt to lure the snake out of its hole, Chi Mengli persevered, continuing to throw the plaster statues into the hole.

But the result was the same: the plaster statue fell onto the black and white floor tiles and shattered into pieces, but the expected gunshot never rang out.

(End of this chapter)