Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 651, Section 241: Taking a Gamble Even with a Slight Chance of Victory (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Chi Mengli didn't believe that Teacher Li could win the final victory tonight; Lang Wan was clearly treating Teacher Li like a pushover.

But since we're just killing time anyway, we might as well go find some fun with Teacher Li.

Two Toyota pickup trucks were parked on the dock. In the driver's seat of the first one sat a man he had never seen before. When he saw Teacher Li appear, he quickly got out of the truck and bowed.

Teacher Li nodded, then opened the car door for Chi Mengli and gestured for her to enter.

Chi Mengli nodded to Wei Guo, who immediately understood and disappeared into the night, leaving on foot. Acong got into the passenger seat.

Seeing that his two younger brothers were ready, Chi Mengli thanked them and got into the Toyota pickup truck.

Teacher Li patted the car door, indicating that the number one maid should get into the Toyota pickup truck in the back, while she walked around the front of the truck, opened the back door, and got in.

Clark is not all slums; it also has bustling commercial centers. When we arrived in Angel City, an American military base, we saw drunk American soldiers everywhere.

Its prosperity rivals that of Tsim Sha Tsui and North Point in Hong Kong, with countless bars, cafes, strip clubs, and upscale restaurants, and the entire street is bathed in the light of colorful light bulbs illuminating the signs.

The man driving the car was named Banu. He was a Khampa who was a Catholic. He was a man that Teacher Li bought when he went to Nepal. Teacher Li sent him to school, trained him to be a warrior, and arranged for him to take care of the business in the Philippines.

Banu parked the Toyota pickup truck and said in broken Hong Kong dialect, "Boss, today is Juan's birthday. He's having a birthday party at the Hilton Hotel in the East District of Angel City."

"Juan sent out invitations to his business partners, hoping that everyone could celebrate his birthday together."

“Here’s an invitation!”

After saying this, Banu placed the two invitations on the armrest box.

Teacher Li picked up the two invitations, looked at them, memorized the company names on them, and then called Chi Mengli to get out of the car.

Banu stayed outside to watch the car, while Acong and the No. 1 maid walked into the lobby of the Hilton Hotel with Teacher Li and Chi Mengli.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

A waiter with a Southeast Asian appearance walked up to Teacher Li and greeted her in fluent English.

“Voy a la fiesta de cumpleaos del seor Juan!”

(I'm here for Mr. Juan's birthday party!)

Ms. Li explained her purpose in fluent Spanish, and then handed the two invitations to the Hilton Hotel staff.

"Mr. Juan's birthday party has already started; I'll take a few people over."

Upon seeing that Teacher Li could speak Spanish, the waiter immediately switched languages ​​and invited Teacher Li and Chi Mengli to come this way.

The group took the sightseeing elevator to the top floor of the Hilton Hotel, the 22nd floor. Chi Mengli looked out through the tempered glass and found that the entire Angel City was dazzling with color.

In the distance, however, Angel City was shrouded in darkness, with only a few scattered lights.

In a free society built on capitalism, heaven and hell are separated by only a street or a block.

"Ding"

"We've arrived at the 22nd floor!"

The English announcements from the sightseeing elevator drew Chi Mengli's attention back, and he looked at the elevator doors.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and a bodyguard in a suit with headphones on appeared before everyone.

"These are Mr. Juan's guests, and this is their invitation."

The waiter handed the invitation to the bodyguard standing at the elevator door and said a few words in the local Luzon dialect.

The bodyguard remained expressionless. He simply nodded, took the invitation, examined it carefully, and, finding no problems, accepted it, saying in his local dialect, "It's that damned Chinese again!"

"The two of them can go in, but the bodyguards won't allow it."

Teacher Li and Chi Mengli couldn't understand the local dialect, but judging from the bodyguard's tone, they knew that this scoundrel hadn't said anything nice. However, they were only guessing and hadn't found any real evidence, so they couldn't take this scoundrel as a clue.

Hearing Juan's bodyguard's abusive language, the Hilton waiter frowned. He couldn't afford to offend either side, so he cut Juan's words short and said softly, "Gentlemen, bodyguards are not allowed to enter this banquet."

"can!"

"Thank you for your service!"

Teacher Li folded up a five-dollar bill and handed it to the waiter who had shown her the way and acted as her translator.

"Thank you, sir. Have a pleasant evening."

The waiter pointed to the door at the end of the corridor, which was the entrance to the birthday party, and then he stepped into the elevator.

"Looks like we'll have to brave the dragon's den and the tiger's lair together!"

Teacher Li told the number one maid to wait for her outside, while her gaze fell on Chi Mengli, who was stuffing a cigarette into her mouth.

"It's a great honor!"

Chi Mengli took a puff of her cigarette, exhaled two puffs of smoke from her nostrils, and then answered.

"The bodyguards can go to the lounge here to rest."

Juan's bodyguard, who was standing to the side, pointed to the lounge next to him and said.

Ah Cong glanced at Chi Mengli, saw the big boss nod, and then followed the number one maid into the lounge.

Teacher Li and Chi Mengli walked side by side toward the door. The bodyguards guarding the door saw their companion nod and, without even searching them, let the two unannounced guests into the banquet hall.

Inside the banquet hall, a jazz band was playing energetically, and the central area had been transformed into a makeshift dance floor, where dozens of men and women were dancing.

Chi Mengli and Teacher Li randomly found a table. Teacher Li opened his cigar box, took out a humidified cigar, skillfully cut off the tail, heated the cigar body with fire, and put it in his mouth to light it.

"Look towards eight o'clock, yes! That's the central grandstand. The middle-aged man sitting in the very center is Juan, Mei-Feng's most powerful partner in Clark."

"This bastard's father was an American secretary and had connections with five-star general MacArthur, so half of Clark, including this city of Angels right here, is the territory of Juan's family."

“Meifeng’s choice is ruthless and cunning. Such a person has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds and can provide a protective umbrella for Meifeng’s transportation business.”

"So Mei Feng has a small dock in Clark, with an annual cargo volume of only over 8,000 tons, and it has been losing money year after year. But Mei Feng doesn't care about the dock business at all, because the small dock in Clark alone can transship more than 50 tons of Miss Bai every year."

"If we want to get rid of Mei Feng and cut off Song Sheng's right and left arms, we need to take control of the small port of Luzon Island."

Teacher Li took the cigar out of his mouth, blew out a smoke ring, and said softly.

"For a one million pound sterling gift and a two million Hong Kong dollars deposit, Lang Wan is willing to risk being uprooted?"

"Isn't it a bit of a waste?"

Chi Mengli was even more puzzled. He didn't understand Teacher Li's logic. There was no reason why Lang Wan, this counterfeit dealer, would dare to go against Hu An, unless Lang Wan also had a powerful backer.

"Luzon is a country of gangsters. The official rule is that the chastity of prostitutes is something that simply doesn't exist. The commercialization of these Southeast Asian monkeys was brought by the Chinese, the history by the Spanish, and the modernization by the Americans."

"It's unrealistic to imagine a group of monkeys still in the trees suddenly entering a modern society and holding elections!"

Teacher Li spoke with disdain for the Southeast Asian monkeys, his eyes filled with coldness as he watched these gracefully dancing, mixed-race-looking foreigners.

"The general trend of the world is overwhelming and unstoppable; those who follow it prosper, and those who oppose it perish."

Chi Mengli recited Sun Yat-sen's famous quote: "No one can defy the will of Heaven."

The two sat in chairs, drinking champagne and enjoying the music and dance, when they saw a slut who shouldn't be in Clark.

Mei Feng!

Chi Mengli had only seen photos and videos of Mei Feng. Although the photos and videos were of poor quality, Mei Feng had a distinctive feature: a scar on her neck.

The scar was very noticeable, resembling a burn from flames, and Mei Feng never tried to hide it, as if it were her medal of honor, something to be proud of. Chi Mengli immediately recognized Mei Feng's presence, coughed lightly to draw Teacher Li's attention to herself, and glanced at Hu An's box, directing Teacher Li to look towards the stands.

At this point, Teacher Li's face was already quite grim, and Lang Wan did not launch an attack.

This is the best time to attack. People tend to let their guard down when they are complacent. If we can kill Juan, especially in front of his partners, even if we fail, we will still make Juan lose face, which will be a fair exchange for the money we paid.

If we don't act now, we won't have a better opportunity.

Teacher Li was furious because he had already lost a lot of goodwill in front of Chi Mengli. He had taken the lead in organizing this trip, but it had no effect whatsoever. It had only wasted two days of Chi Mengli's time, making future cooperation difficult.

Thinking of this, the anger in Teacher Li's chest burned even more fiercely, but he still followed Chi Mengli's gaze and found Meifeng sitting next to Hu An, chatting and laughing.

"Are you trying to cause trouble?"

Teacher Li immediately understood, took a sip of champagne, and spoke.

"This is the perfect opportunity, Teacher Li. Do you know why you can't beat Song Sheng? It's because you value intelligence too much and believe too much in conspiracies and tricks!"

"You're not a fanboy! Or rather, you're not a qualified fanboy! You're not a qualified home-destroying expert!"

"Although I don't know who your boss is, Teacher Li, or how much hatred you have for Song Sheng, I can guarantee that Song Sheng still doesn't know that you are an enemy, or to be more precise, he has never regarded you as an enemy."

"And Song Sheng's enemies have never considered you a partner they could support!"

From the very beginning, Chi Mengli believed that Teacher Li was playing a deadly game. He was role-playing, acting as Song Sheng's enemy. If it weren't for wanting to get some information from this good-for-nothing next to him, he would have kicked this old good-for-nothing away long ago.

Teacher Li is not as good as Xiao Shandong. Xiao Shandong knows the rules of the criminal world and understands how the criminal world works.

Where did I go wrong?

Hearing what the young man Chi Mengli said, Teacher Li was not angry. Instead, he thought for two seconds and asked in return.

“Lang Wanyi is obviously a member of the Hongmen Triads. When you do business with Hongmen members, you need a middleman. This middleman must be of high rank and seniority, and he must also have countermeasures to punish those who do not keep their promises.”

"It can't be an empty shell, or a moldy big shot."

“If you can’t get a big shot like that, you have to let Lang Wan know your determination.”

"Please remember, I'm talking about determination, not power or strength."

“If it were me, I would blow up Langwan’s theater or destroy Langwan’s transportation lines. The deposit and gift you gave Langwan would be Langwan’s compensation.”

"Let Lang Wan know that if he doesn't get on the ship, I'll kill him first!"

"It's a game where everyone's head is at stake; there's no turning back."

Chi Mengli took out her cigarette case, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, put it in her mouth and lit it. These few minutes were the only time she could smoke in peace.

Sitting in his chair, Teacher Li slowly pondered Chi Mengli's words and realized that he had indeed been naive. The Hongmen had its own code of conduct, and as Chi Mengli said, he was not even a qualified demolition expert.

Because the Eight-Faced Buddha has a very high success rate in recruiting and beating people, the partners simply don't dare to renege on their promises.

The reason why the partners dare not cheat or play tricks is precisely because Eight-Faced Buddha is willing to risk everything to achieve what he wants to accomplish and eliminate whoever he wants to eliminate.

Once the goal is set, the only logic of the Eight-Faced Buddha is to achieve the goal, and to achieve the goal at all costs!

I used to laugh at Eight-Faced Buddha, thinking he was a brainless brute. But Chi Mengli's words tonight have enlightened me. This is the way gangsters do things, and this is the way people in the underworld do things.

These unspoken rules are followed by everyone, because those who don't are already in the deepest hell selling salted eggs.

"Juan has at least a dozen bodyguards around him, and they're all armed. Do you really think you're Rocky? A boxing champion?"

"In reality, Sylvester Stallone isn't invincible either. Don't take movies as reality!"

"Stop being funny!"

"Let's go back first, discuss this further, and wait for the next opportunity!"

Teacher Li was not optimistic about Chi Mengli's performance. He believed that if Juan's bodyguards were all armed with watermelon knives and steel pipes, the double-flower red sticks beside him would be no problem at all.

But this is Luzon Island, not Hong Kong, where there are no rules against using firearms on the streets.

Juan is also Clark's security advisor. He has the power to mobilize the police and is capable of taking action, but he must ensure his own safety and not risk his life at every opportunity.

A person can walk on a tightrope once, but not every time, because you won't be lucky every time.

Chi Mengli stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, put his feet on the chair, and started tying his shoelaces. He regretted it a little; he should have chosen the sportier Chelsea boots instead.

But there's no going back in this world. He shook his head and said, "I'm a gambler. I'll take the plunge even if there's only a 10% chance. Do you have any weapons on you?"

Teacher Li reached to her waist, took out a small Willrod silenced pistol, and, using the table and dim light as cover, handed the pistol to Chi Mengli.

Chi Mengli had seen this small pistol in a gun magazine. It was a silenced assassination weapon designed by the British Ninth Bureau and was still used by the SAS for covert operations in 1978.

栓动式、无标识、噪音仅73分贝，使用9mm或.32 ACP弹，弹匣容量6-8发。

This is considered a weapon used exclusively by MI6, and it is rarely used by outsiders. This is also the description written by the editor-in-chief of Gun & Ammo after introducing this niche and famous gun.

Chi Mengli remembered this sentence very well because in his previous life, he had met a mysterious lady who had this pistol in her collection.

But the mysterious woman said that the Willard silenced pistol she kept as a collector's item had its firing pin removed and was now a useless gun.

But nobody knows the truth!

After taking the Willard silenced pistol, Chi Mengli released the safety, counted the peanuts, and found there were exactly eight. He then deliberately pulled back the bolt and found that there was another peanut hidden inside.

With this pistol, he had figured out a bit about Teacher Li's background. He put the pistol in his waistband and then pulled out his shirt to cover it.

"Now is a good time to leave, so that if something goes wrong later, you won't be able to leave!"

"Teacher Li, you'd better have Banu wait at the drop-off point, or I'll end up wandering around Angel City."

"By the way! Your pig girl must be carrying a weapon. Have her give it to Ah Cong and have Ah Cong quickly take care of the two bodyguards at the door, preferably making a commotion."

"Ah Cong is a lunatic, he knows what to do!"

With everything prepared, Chi Mengli picked up a wine glass, found a waiter who looked to be of Chinese descent, and asked where the restroom was. After the waiter pointed him in the right direction, he disappeared into the crowd.

Teacher Li watched Chi Mengli disappear into the dance floor and shook his head helplessly. There are two kinds of gamblers: those who gamble with money and those who gamble with life.

Clearly, Chi Sheng belongs to the latter type; he is a gambler in life, willing to go all in if there is even a 10% chance of success.

Mr. Li was still unfamiliar with this crazy mode. He stood up, brushed the ash off his suit, and walked out of the banquet hall.

Juan, the bodyguard standing at the door, watched Teacher Li warily. Teacher Li reached into her pocket, took out her wallet, counted out a fifty-dollar bill, and threw it at Juan. She then instructed the bodyguard in Spanish to call out the number one maid and Ah Cong.

When Juan's bodyguard saw the fifty dollars that had fallen to the ground, his cold face immediately broke into a happy smile. He went straight to the room where the bodyguards were staying, opened the door, and let Teacher Li appear in front of everyone.

Ah Cong and the number one maid came out. Ah Cong frowned when he didn't see his boss.

"Leave now! We can talk in the elevator if you need anything!"

Teacher Li didn't give Acong a chance to speak. He waved his hand and told Acong to get on the elevator.

Ah Cong walked into the elevator with a blank expression. Teacher Li pressed the close button, but instead of pressing the first floor number, she said to the maid, "Give Ah Cong the thing you're carrying."

"Your boss wants you to make some noise. He says you're crazy and know what to do!"

The maid didn't know what was going on, but she was still very obedient and gave the thing on her body to Ah Cong.

(End of this chapter)