Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 525, Section 115: Don't be a greenhorn!
The pastor drove the car out of the factory warehouse area and continued along the predetermined route. He put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and admired the beautiful night view of Hong Kong.

When the car exited the tunnel and encountered a traffic light ahead, he deliberately slowed down and stopped in front of the red light.

The driver of the refrigerated truck ahead saw the pastor stop at a red light, so he didn't wait for him and continued driving at full speed.

There's a lot of cargo tonight; I'll have to make at least a dozen trips before I can go home. After this trip, I'll quickly make a couple more trips to finish and go home as soon as possible. As a driver, I don't know the way, so I don't need any special treatment.

The pastor didn't panic when the car in front of him disappeared from sight. After all, he had deliberately shaken off the car in front of him. Seeing that the annoying guy was gone, he continued to move forward. However, he did not follow the planned route. Instead, he made a U-turn at the intersection ahead.

Drive the car onto a side road and continue until you reach a wasteland.

Several people were standing in the wasteland. When they saw the refrigerated truck arrive, they threw away their cigarette butts, picked up their backpacks from the ground, and quickly ran over.

"Big guy!"

When the henchmen saw the pastor, they quickly greeted him.

The pastor, who jumped out of the driver's seat, nodded and instructed only Rotten Mouth Kei, one of the Thirteen Protectors of Tsz Wan Shan, "Kei, get things done quickly."

After saying that, he reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a brand new lead chain, and threw it to Rotten Mouth Guy.

Catching the lead seal chain, Rotten Mouth Guy discovered it was just a thin strip and couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn! It's such a tiny piece of wire, you don't even need pliers, just a small pair of scissors is enough to handle it."

"Get to work! Time is running out! Stop whining here."

The lead chain is meant to protect employees, not thieves. As Rotten Mouth Guy said, it's a thin chain that can be easily cut with a small pair of scissors.

The pastor cursed and told the foul-mouthed guy to get to work quickly, as time was of the essence.

Rotten Mouth Guy pulled out pliers from his backpack, cut the lead seal chain, and turned the wrench to open the rear door of the car.

The other henchmen opened the remaining two backpacks and took out brand-new gold bulls. These were the same numbered gold bulls that Handsome Sheng's henchmen had just delivered, all of which were dog food from Professor A's money vault.

"Boss, this is pure cash. Instead of letting other losers profit, why don't we keep it for ourselves? Shall we swallow the money and mix in something else?"

Upon seeing the stacks of gold bulls wrapped in plastic wrap, Rotten Mouth Guy immediately hatched a wicked plan to swallow the two backpacks full of money!
The pastor shook his head. There was something wrong with this batch of banknotes. The henchman sent by Handsome Sheng had mentioned it beforehand. He had also opened a few packages and found that they were all large gold bulls with the same serial number, which meant they couldn't be spent at all.

"These amounts are impossible to spend. Once they're exposed, the cops will definitely come knocking. If you want to run away, just say so, and I, as the boss, can grant your wish."

"Here you go! One bundle for each person!"

The pastor opened his pouch and pulled out bundles of large golden bulls. He threw one bundle to each person, except for Rotten Life Guy, who got two bundles.

"This was given to us by the boss. After the job is done, each of us will receive 50,000 yuan as hush money. Only by taking this amount can we feel at ease!"

If Chi Mengli heard this, he would definitely laugh out loud, because this was dirty rice obtained from the hands of the immortal brocade, and it was just as unsafe.

However, 50,000 dollars per person is only 50 bills. The gangsters only spend their money in a limited number of places, such as entertainment venues, restaurants, and gambling dens.

Fifty thousand dollars may seem like a lot, but if you can manage to do it for five or six nights, you should keep chanting "Amitabha" and thanking Buddha for his blessing!
The henchmen, having received their hard-earned money, were all beaming with joy and worked much more efficiently. Rotten-mouthed Kei took the lead, carefully opening the pine box containing the dried sea cucumbers and putting all the large golden bulls of the same size into the ice packs underneath the dried sea cucumbers.

There were hundreds of boxes of dried sea cucumbers in the refrigerated truck. Two backpacks full of them were not enough to go around; at most, there would be one box and one bag.

Despite his shivering from the cold, he still checked all the boxes in the refrigerated truck. Once he found them all intact, he jumped out of the truck, closed the back door, and re-secured the lead seal chain.

"Boss, it's done!"

Rotten Life Guy took out his cigarette case, lit one for the priest first, and then put it in his own mouth.

The pastor nodded, seeing that the lead seals were done and were exactly the same as before, he reached into his pouch and took out the remaining lead seals.

"There's no code on the box. Even if we investigate, we won't find a single clue. Tell the brothers to keep their mouths shut and not to gossip. If they ruin the boss's plans, they'll ruin the brothers' livelihood."

"If anyone has really betrayed us, I promise to clean house."

"That's all for tonight. We'll do the same thing at the same time and place tomorrow night."

"I go first!"

After the pastor finished giving his instructions, he got into the refrigerated truck, started the engine, and headed to the cold storage.

Rotten-Mouthed watched the pastor leave, then called to his men to leave together. "Things are done, let's go get some hot pot."

The entire process of cutting in line, including travel time, took less than fifteen minutes. The pastor drove to Wan Chai Ferry Pier as if nothing had happened, showed his pass to the gatekeeper, Nan Yazai, and then drove into Wan Chai Ferry Pier openly.

The Wan Chai Ferry Pier is a public pier that only serves as a transit point; no containers are now being brought in.

Following the road signs, the pastor drove the car to the designated cold storage facility.

The cold storage was brightly lit, and the workers were working hard to earn overtime pay. When a new refrigerated truck arrived, they began unloading it.

The workers in the cold storage first checked whether the lead seal chain was intact. After finding no problems, the foreman signed the document. The document was in duplicate, one copy for the cold storage company and one copy for the pastor to take back as proof of delivery.

Tian Tian Fish Farm Company also collects documents as evidence.

The pastor leaned against the carriage, watching boxes of dried sea cucumbers being transported into the cold storage.

With the help of a forklift, a truckload of goods was unloaded in just thirty minutes.

Once the carriage was empty, the pastor spat his cigarette butt onto the ground, closed the door, and returned to the train to continue his work for the night.

It took six refrigerated trucks more than a dozen trips to finally get all the dried sea cucumbers in the three refrigerated containers sorted.

This is only the first night; for the next three days, we will continue to work overtime to deliver goods.

Xi Ren got out of bed and found that her bedmate had left. She sat on the bed, stretched towards the window, and showed off her graceful curves.

With nothing to do today, she walked naked into the bathroom of the suite, took a nice shower, sat on the dressing table to dry her hair, put on a brand new designer robe, and left the room.

Good morning, Miss Xiren!

Teacher Li was flipping through the newspaper, a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. Two pretty girls dressed as maids stood in the doorway, each carrying a Uzi submachine gun. "Good morning, Teacher Li. I kind of miss the days when I wore maid outfits."

"The person you requested is ready, but Brother Sheng wants to pull off a fancy move. He asked me to ask if you're interested in going all out?"

If you put yourself in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Xiren would be like Lü Wenhou, the traitor who served three masters. After all, she was like a rootless duckweed on the sea, having served too many masters.

Teacher Li, Song Sheng, Boxing King Sheng, Handsome Sheng! I wonder which station will end here.

“I heard something: Mei-Feng came out of the gutter and was one of the people who killed my wife.”

“I have been loyal to the Eight-Faced Buddha for a long time. I thought he would help me get revenge, but he threw me a bag and told me to find another wife.”

"This is my reason for betraying the Eight-Faced Buddha: I want revenge for my wife!"

Teacher Li put down the newspaper in her hand, did not reply, but picked up her coffee cup, took a sip of coffee, and said calmly.

Xi Ren didn't believe a word this old scoundrel said. In Liang Zai Sheng's words, this old ass doesn't utter a single truth; it's all lies.

But it can be concluded that this is true, but the protagonist in this story is definitely not Teacher Li.

"Teacher Li, you're a professional spy, so I don't believe a single word you say!"

"Brother Sheng asked me to ask you, are you willing to participate in this game? If everything goes smoothly, Song Sheng will lose many of his partners!"

Xi Ren had had enough of Teacher Li's fabricated stories, so she steered the conversation back to the main topic, wanting to end the conversation quickly, as her spa appointment was approaching.

How much loss am I going to make?

Teacher Li put down her cup, glanced calmly at Xiren, but still couldn't resist the temptation and asked.

"Whether it's Professor A, Song Ci, or Professor K, they are all liabilities to us. We've used professionals and experts, and we have to torture them for more than three hours every day, but they still won't give up."

“I don’t believe you have any other ideas, Teacher Li. Since they’re already a liability, why don’t we just use them as bait and throw them at the cops, so they can fight against Song Sheng?”

Xi Ren revealed the plan that was already in progress, staring intently at Teacher Li, wanting to see his reaction.

“This time, Mei Feng didn’t come out alone. Song Sheng also sent a young man, who is said to be Song Sheng’s disciple and successor. There are rumors in the martial arts world that this young man is Song Sheng’s illegitimate son.”

“Using Professor A as bait, I agree. The cops are also making trouble for Song Sheng. The cops can't kill Song Sheng, but they can cripple his supporters. For us, that is a victory.”

Teacher Li didn't think his interrogation techniques were much better than Handsome Sheng's; at most, he could use some truth serums developed by MI5 and MI6.

But this stuff is useless against bad guys with strong willpower; many of them have survived by sheer willpower.

Since they're useless, let Professor A and Song Ci, this pair of doomed lovers, go and die.

"Brother Sheng is avenging his boss, and Teacher Li is avenging his entire family. As long as Song Sheng suffers losses, everyone is happy!"

"But Teacher Li, Sheng-ge needs your help again!"

Seeing that Teacher Li agreed, Xiren continued.

"What's the deal?"

Teacher Li also became interested and wanted to know what kind of tricks Handsome Sheng was going to pull.

Xi Ren stood up and went into the study. A minute later, she came out of the study with a folder in her hand and placed it in front of Teacher Li.

"I believe Teacher Li is very familiar with this photo!"

Hearing Xiren's words, Teacher Li already had an answer in his heart, but in order to confirm his answer, he still picked up the folder and opened it.

Just as he expected, the photo was from a CCTV recording at Kai Tak Airport, showing him chatting with that damned female foot. Although the resolution was a bit low, anyone who knew him could recognize his handsome figure at a glance.

"This ghost woman is a foot. Her body and suitcase are full of Miss Bai. Her return was purely accidental, and being a foot was a side job she took on."

"If Song Sheng's henchmen knew, they definitely wouldn't agree."

"Because this devilish woman's heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys have all been reserved by someone else!"

"But my appearance shattered the hopes of all these big shots."

Teacher Li was very pleased with himself. After all, he rarely had the opportunity to strike Song Sheng hard. Others might not know, but he knew in his heart that the Xinglin Medical Clinic in Kowloon Walled City was Song Sheng's property.

Many underworld figures who couldn't wait for appointments would go to Xinglin Medical Clinic to be exploited by Song Sheng. The annual rental fee of $200,000 was something that ordinary citizens would have to sell their possessions to pay.

"If I remember correctly, this wicked woman was one of the female pigs that Robin sold back then."

Teacher Li added a sentence to help Xiren clarify her thoughts.

"Brother Sheng received word that a senior member of the Gang has already traveled from Kaohsiung to Hong Kong by boat and is now inside the Xinglin Medical Clinic in Kowloon Walled City. I heard that this senior member is also waiting for the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney."

"This big brother is Song Sheng's main partner in Taiwan, protecting him. Now he needs organs to stay alive. Teacher Li, you won't cause trouble for this big brother, will you?"

Xi Ren quickly came up with a possibility and spoke it out. When she saw Teacher Li's smiling face, she knew that her deduction was correct.

“Song Sheng has many partners. Over the years, these partners have taken a lot of money from Song Sheng. As long as these people are around, we can’t do anything about Song Sheng.”

“In your eyes, I am trash, a piece of trash, only fit to hide in the gutter and secretly cause trouble for Song Sheng.”

"Handsome guy Sheng is a greenhorn who wants to charge forward like a man, but doing so leaves him no room for maneuver. Once you officially become Song Sheng's enemy, Song Sheng's enemies will openly and secretly place their bets on you."

“Once you fail, they will take the initiative to help Song Sheng eliminate the failed investment, and then continue to chat and laugh with Song Sheng and continue their big business together.”

Teacher Li sighed. He didn't have the courage to accept the investment because he wasn't confident of winning. So far, he had never clashed with Song Sheng; all he had dealt with were Song Sheng's henchmen.

(End of this chapter)