Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 634, Section 224: Give me the list

In March, the temperature in Hong Kong reached over 20 degrees Celsius, neither too hot nor too cold, but the air was quite humid. It was the "return of spring" weather, and you could wring water out of the air just by reaching out your hand.

Chi Mengli lay in a wooden cage, staring blankly at the sky, feeling utterly speechless.

The sun was blazing, the air was humid, and the wooden crates were packed tightly together.

This wooden box is a well-worn joke among Hong Kong film enthusiasts. Back in the day, Big D used this very box to give Uncle Lung a ride on the Hot Wheels. Who would have thought! I never imagined I'd actually get to experience a classic like this myself.

Old Man Wen hired three scoundrels to mess with him. In a month, he had already taken down one of them, sent the scoundrel a cement coffin, and thrown him into the sea to join the little fish and shrimp.

But despite Chi Mengli's best efforts, he couldn't scrape off the remaining two filthy rats.

Teacher Li, who had just returned from her overseas vacation, learned of her predicament and arranged a meeting for her. The other party knew where the remaining two filthy rats were hiding.

For the sake of her own life, Chi Mengli agreed to the meeting, drank a glass of Teacher Li's wine, and after waking up, curled up in the wooden box.

Looks like Teacher Li should drink less alcohol from now on! It's poisonous!

The car ride was very bumpy, and even though the air was humid, dust was flying everywhere. Chi Mengli covered her mouth and nose with her clothes to reduce the amount of dust.

Through the gaps in the wooden box, Chi Mengli determined her approximate location. She should have arrived in the New Territories because there were fewer and fewer high-rise buildings and the roadsides were full of shantytown houses.

The pickup truck entered the mountains and drove along a dirt road into a ravine, finally stopping in front of a wooden house.

The pickup truck driver turned off the engine, opened the door, jumped out, walked to the back of the pickup truck, opened the cargo bed, and called the men in the cabin to come over and lift the wooden crates down.

Chi Mengli felt like a cheating husband caught in the act, stuffed into a pig cage, waiting to be drowned. It was a terrible feeling.

The judge, having escaped the police's pursuit, emerged from the wooden hut. His short legs and large belly concealed his short legs, making him look like a rolling ball when he walked, which was quite comical.

Chi Mengli wasn't sure who the judge was, but he had seen photos of all the employees of the data cleaning company and had a deep impression of this dwarf man, so he was 100% certain that the little ball in front of him was the judge.

"Open the wooden crate!"

"I've said it many times, I hate this kind of delivery method the most!"

The judge glanced at the wooden crate and once again told his men that he hated this method of transporting goods.

He walked to the sunshade in front of the cabin, sat on a beach chair, took out a bottle of chilled beer from the ice bucket on the broken wooden table next to him, bit the cap open with his teeth, and poured a big gulp into his mouth.

The judge's men quickly opened the wooden box, released Chi Mengli from it, and also picked up the combination lock box next to it.

Because his legs had been curled up for too long, blood supply was insufficient, and he was a little unsteady on his feet. The judge's men were very gentlemanly; they simply lifted him up and threw him into the wooden chair opposite the judge.

They're all vulgar people! They're hardly fit for refined tastes!

Chi Mengli straightened her suit, sat up straight, and said to the judge opposite her, "Mr. Judge, this is our first time facing each other, but it is definitely not our first time going head-to-head."

"I'm sorry I took out two of your men. I'm willing to make amends with a woman's head, because those two bastards are only worth that much!"

Chi Mengli reached into her pocket, took out a cigarette case, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, and put it in her mouth.

"If you take someone's money, you're obligated to solve their problems!"

"The Thunder God and Thunder Goddess are not my subordinates; they are just task contractors. The bonuses I give them are three times that of others, and the difficulty level is also three times that of others!"

"Accepting the bonus means accepting the task; accepting the task means accepting the risk, and that risk includes being killed!"

The judge was no stranger to the fallen man before him. He knew that Handsome Sheng had killed the Thunder God and Thunder Goddess. He was also very understanding and did not pursue the matter. The task his employer gave him was simply to trap Handsome Sheng.

The Thunder God and Thunder Goddess are the most suitable, so they are given a reward. People die for wealth, and birds die for food; this is the way of heaven!
What is the principle of Heaven? The principle of Heaven is the Way, the law of operation, which is that big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, and shrimp eat mud.

Seeing that Handsome Sheng had no fire, the judge picked up a disposable lighter from the table and threw it at him.

"Thank you!"

Chi Mengli caught the disposable lighter that was thrown to him, lit the Double Happiness cigarette in his mouth, leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and blew out a smoke ring. He hadn't smoked for most of the day and was about to suffocate.

"What's inside the box?"

The judge finished a small bottle of beer in a few gulps, threw the bottle aside, looked at his subordinate who was using a knife to pry open the combination lock box, and asked in confusion.

"It's just a small gift. It's our first time meeting, and it would be inappropriate for me to come empty-handed!"

Chi Mengli flicked the ash from her cigarette and said indifferently.

The judge's henchman, who was using a knife to pry open the combination lock, was furious to see that Chi Mengli was unusually calm, not at all like a prisoner, but more like a guest. He pulled out the short dog tucked into his waistband, quickly walked to Chi Mengli's side, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Chi Mengli's head.

“Judge, if I may be so bold, this is not a very polite thing to do.”

“I swore a long time ago that I would never let anyone point a short dog at my head!”

"I have shown my goodwill, Judge, now it is your turn to show yours!"

Chi Mengli glanced at the madman pointing a gun at her head. The judge was a dangerous viper. His body was his disguise, but the madmen always overlooked the powerful force within him.

"Sorry! There are always people who can't see the situation clearly!"

The judge, sitting in the chair, apologized very sincerely to Chi Mengli, then picked up the Black Star pistol next to the ice bucket and shot his hot-tempered and reckless subordinate, blowing his head open.

Brain matter and blood splattered all over Chi Mengli. He looked at his HK$20,000 Armani suit, shook his head helplessly, stood up, walked to the suitcase, entered the correct password, and opened the suitcase.

Inside were bundles of pounds, all in twenty-dollar denominations. He carried the box to the judge's side, swept the ice bucket and beer off the wooden table onto the floor, and poured the box of pounds onto the table.

The table was piled high with pounds, and the judge's henchmen around him stared wide-eyed. These wretches had never seen so much silver before.

Chi Mengli threw the cigarette in her mouth onto the ground, stomped her foot into the soil, and the damp soil enveloped the cigarette butt, which sizzled and went out completely.

"Here's one million pounds, all in twenty-pound notes, very easy to circulate! Any money exchange will accept them and exchange them for Hong Kong dollars!"

This million pounds was, of course, counterfeit. People in the underworld never have clean rice in their hands. As long as it can circulate normally, what kind of rice isn't money?
Chi Mengli had two circuit boards, and Xiren found him a group of experienced craftsmen who worked overtime to produce a large batch of counterfeit pounds. "I've recently encountered a little trouble, and I've discovered that this little trouble was caused by you, Judge."

"I agree with what you said. Taking money to solve problems for others is just a business deal, a bonus!"

"Before coming here, I had already dealt with one problem, but I knew that more problems would come knocking at once. Solve one, and two more will appear! Alright! No more beating around the bush! I want the names of the remaining two filthy rats!"

Chi Mengli lit another Double Happiness cigarette, blowing smoke rings, hoping the judge would sell the two filthy rats for the sake of the British pounds.

Everyone likes the pound sterling. The judge looked at the pounds on the table, satisfied. He nodded and said, "We are the fish on the chopping block! Our roles are different, and our goals are different!"

"But I am now the butcher, why should I care about the opinions of the fish?"

“Brother Sheng, in the martial arts world you are a well-known big shot with a prestigious reputation, but in this desolate wilderness, you are just a piece of dead meat. The money is mine, and the secret is mine too. I will send you to the Western Paradise and then collect my bonus. It’s a win-win situation!”

Before Chi Mengli arrived, he had already imagined this scene. He raised his wrist, saw that his gold Rolex was still there, glanced at the time, and then said, "You have less than fifty seconds left!"

"Your henchman is a great driver, he bought you an extra fifty seconds! He deserves an extra chicken leg for dinner tonight!"

Chi Mengli stood up and looked at the glass greenhouses in the valley. These glass greenhouses covered at least ten acres of land. The entire valley had been leveled, and more than a dozen expensive glass greenhouses were lined up in a row.

Three diesel generators were running, a well was pumping water continuously, and the nearest glass greenhouse was brightly lit, even brighter than the outside.

Even a fool could see that the judge was doing a side business. These glass greenhouses must be planted with leaf trees, because they need enough sunlight and a lot of water. Besides avocados and lemons, leaf trees were the only ones left.

Unexpectedly, the judge was hiding in the deep forests of the New Territories, living as a farmer!

However, this path was well chosen because Hong Kong is now full of prostitutes, brothels, K-picks, and cocoa extractors. When the cops see Smurfs and Leaf, they will only collect the goods, not arrest the people.

The police officers in Hong Kong are worldly-wise and look down on such petty stunts.

Many guys who go out to have fun are quite rational; they're more likely to dabble in adult entertainment than to go straight for brothels or brothels.

“A big deal!”

Faced with the judge's threat, Chi Mengli was not flustered at all. He clapped his hands and sincerely admired the judge.

The reason why Hong Kong's underworld is so lively is all because these scoundrels like Judge are bold, decisive, and incredibly proactive. With these highly proactive scoundrels around, Hong Kong will never have a peaceful day!

“I’ve been reading Genesis recently and I’ve memorized a passage: ‘Then the Lord sent sulfur and fire down on Sodom and Gomorrah from the Lord in the heavens.’”

"In fact, Jehovah gave Sodom and Gomorrah many opportunities, but these two evil cities gave them up. They mocked the omnipotent Hua Ge, thinking that Hua Ge would not take action."

"Recently, business has been slow in Hong Kong's 'Zhengxing' industry, and every store is offering discounts. It's not just Zhengxing that's having discounts; the underworld is also having sales, especially Red Russian Arms. I got five RPG-7 rocket launchers; I heard that this weapon is very popular among black people."

"The black guys are causing a lot of trouble for the foreign tanks with their RPG-7 rocket launchers!"

Chi Mengli stretched and looked at the glass greenhouse as she spoke slowly.

"Taking down a bastard doesn't take fifty seconds, one second is enough!"

"But I'm curious, what will happen in fifty seconds?"

"Even if you're incredibly powerful, Brother Sheng, you can't make a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher fly more than ten kilometers and accurately hit this valley!"

"If you can persuade the foreigners to drop a missile into the New Territories, I have nothing to say."

The judge raised his Black Star pistol, pointed it at Chi Mengli's head, and said coldly.

"What happened fifty seconds later was quite simple: the judge told me my name for free!"

"Wait! Let me check the time, it's 19:87."

"coming!"

As soon as Chi Mengli finished speaking, a helicopter floated over from the coastline and quickly arrived above the valley. A masked man picked up a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher and aimed it at the glass canopy below.

A whistling sound pierced the air as the rocket streaked across the sky, tearing through the air and crashing into the glass canopy at the farthest point.

An expensive glass greenhouse was blown to pieces, and the flame retardant turned the leafy trees into burning trees.

The judge stared in astonishment at the scene before him. Fifty seconds ago, he was confident of victory, but fifty seconds later, the situation had completely reversed. This was illogical!
But the sea of ​​fire before him reminded him that this was not a dream, it was all real!

Fuck! Damn it! You bastard!

A glass greenhouse costs tens of thousands of yuan. Plastic panels are not transparent enough and cannot be used. Only glass can be used.

The wattage of the fluorescent lamps is insufficient. If you want to buy professional laboratory-grade fluorescent lamps, you need to place an order and wait at least five months for them to be delivered to Hong Kong.

After cursing three times in his heart, the judge finally calmed down a little.

"Judge! Judge! You're asking for trouble! I know there are many idiots like you in the martial world, not just you."

"Tell me the list! God Hua Ge is definitely on my side, and He will punish you with heavenly fire!"

"The feeling of being drenched in fire and rain is not pleasant!"

"Be smart!"

Chi Mengli looked at the fiery rain before her with great satisfaction. Such a scene was very rare in the West, but it was almost extinct in Asia. Of course, if you went to Hanoi, you could also experience the turmoil there.

He was so excited that he was thirsty, so he walked to the wooden table, picked up a bottle of high-proof vodka, bit off the cap, and took a sip.

Horse urine!

Absolutely horse pee!
Chi Mengli shook her head, cursed inwardly, and then looked at the judge, hoping that this good-for-nothing would make the right decision.

Those who understand the times are wise! This simple truth doesn't need to be taught!
(End of this chapter)