Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 672, Section 262: A Grand Meal
"I know!"

"However, I should prepare a large duffel bag. Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the water room has plenty of rice. Just scrape a handful, and it will be enough for us brothers to eat for a lifetime."

"Since we're all risking our lives anyway, we might as well try to make as much money as possible."

"It's not a big problem!"

Lasers are a dangerous breed; they'll rob the money vault and the water room, and they certainly won't let them get away with it. Since it's already a fight to the death, they might as well grab as much as possible and enjoy themselves for a while longer.

"Eight minutes. Start timing as soon as you go in. There are definitely some tough guys in the cash vault. Once you've dealt with everyone, take as much as you can."

"Get out of here as soon as the time is up."

"After everything is settled, a car will pick us up downstairs and deliver the goods to the location designated by the boss. Then we will go to the New Territories, take a large speedboat to the north of the border, and return to Hong Kong after the sea has calmed down."

The car for the rendezvous, the speedboat for the escape – Spicy K had everything ready. If successful, he would leave that very day, hide for ten days or half a month, and then return to Hong Kong after the storm had passed.

There are many people in Hong Kong who make a fortune through this business. Even if the money launderers want to extort money from someone, they need evidence. The boat that ran away was rented by Lakk a week ago, supposedly to transport goods to Southeast Asia, and the rental fee had already been paid.

He had been hiding in Nam Shui Wai and hadn't shown his face. For the past week, he had been hiding in a subdivided flat on Shanghai Road. Even his daily meals and drinks were bought by his henchmen.

Now even his own powerful patrons think he went to Southeast Asia to work as a porter.

The familiar spray bottle was already filled with exploding peanuts. Spicy K stood up, threw the black plastic bag he had prepared beforehand onto the table, picked up the landline hanging on the wall, and called his three younger brothers downstairs, asking them to come up and get their weapons.

Laser opened the black plastic bag, poured out more than a dozen bags of stockings, selected a red stocking, tore open the outer packaging, and poured the two single-leg red stockings onto the table.

There were scissors on the table. He picked them up and began cutting the red stockings. To prevent anyone from seeing his face, he put the two red stockings together and put them over his head. After determining the positions for his eyes, mouth, and nose, he cut slits with the scissors.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The young men from the subdivided flats downstairs all ran up, each carrying a duffel bag.

Spicy K opened the observation window and, seeing that there was no one else behind his younger brother, opened the security door and let his younger brothers into the house.

A subdivided flat of less than ten square meters can hold five people, which is a bit cramped.

Spicy K opened his duffel bag, grabbed a set of old military green uniforms, and threw them at Laser. These were the clothes that the Big Circle Boys liked to wear when they were doing things. This time, they were going to pretend to be Big Circle Boys to cause trouble.

After dealing with the laser on the stockings, I quickly changed into my old military uniform. The uniform was a bit big, but it was just right to hide the weapon inside.

Five people, each busy with their own tasks, were all dressed in less than three minutes.

Spicy K told Laser and the other three to line up and relieve themselves, since they were about to have a big meal and didn't want to get diarrhea at this crucial moment.

Even if there was no water to relieve themselves, they would still go into the cramped bathroom and pee a few drops. The seasoned veteran, Laser, even took advantage of the break to tie a knot in his sneakers and then use a rope to secure his trouser legs.

The other three henchmen followed suit, tying their sneaker laces into a tight knot.

Spicy K, who had just come out of the bathroom, fastened her belt, picked up her duffel bag from the ground, and led the way out of the subdivided flat.

The five men went down to the first floor. Instead of going through the main entrance, they went through the back entrance, intending to sneak around the back alley and launch a surprise attack.

After passing through two alleys, we arrived near Shuifang Qiancang, a five-story tenement building. To prevent thieves from digging tunnels, it was not connected to any of the other tenement buildings in the surrounding area.

Spicy K reached into her pocket, pulled out a pair of pre-prepared stockings, put them over her head, and used her fingers to pull open the eye area before putting on a pair of black swimming goggles.

The laser standing next to him also put on a stocking mask, rubber gloves, and then added a pair of white wool gloves over the rubber gloves.

The henchmen took out the bottled water they had prepared beforehand, poured it onto their gloves, and soaked them so that they wouldn't slip and lose their grip on the sprayer later.

Standing in the first position, Spicy K took out a small mirror and cautiously peered out, looking for the henchman in the water room. She found the scoundrel sitting in a chair, dozing off.

"Attack from both sides!"

"Knock the person unconscious, scrape the key, open the door, and go upstairs."

Spicy K whispered to Laser, telling him to go around from behind the building and join them in the operation. After speaking to Laser, he took out a car key and handed it to his henchman behind him, instructing him to drive the white van parked on the street.

Holding a laser pointer of five or six digits, he nodded, turned and left, jogging all the way to the other side of the tenement building. Standing at the base of the wall, he held his breath and waited for three or five seconds until his heartbeat slowed down before peeking out.

The henchman in the water room was sitting in a chair, nodding incessantly, drool dripping from his mouth.

On the other side, Spicy K saw that the laser was in place, so he made a gesture to let the laser do its work, and then slowly walked forward along the wall.

UI!
Laser darted forward, raised the five-six-piece weapon in his hand, and with all his might, smashed it into the back of the water room henchman's head.

“Bang, bang…”

The henchman, struck hard on the back of the head, fell headfirst to the ground, the chair beneath him also toppling onto the blue bricks.

Laser was also startled. Although he was a big shot, he had no past grudges or recent feuds with the henchman lying on the ground, so there was no need for him to kill him right away.

It's just about making money; there's no need to cause a murder case!

When a murder case occurs, the police will inevitably get involved and will definitely want to find out the truth.

Thinking of this, Laser quickly squatted down and placed his hand over the mouth and nose of the water room henchman. Seeing that the unlucky guy still had a faint breath, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as no one died!
After confirming that the unlucky guy on the ground wasn't dead, Laser quickly reached into the guy's pocket and searched inside and out, but couldn't find the key.

Finding nothing in his pockets, he reached for the unlucky man's waist, but this time he found nothing; instead, he found the key to the tenement building's main entrance.

Getting the key was only the first step; he quickly dragged the unconscious water room henchman and the chair to the wall.

After dealing with the water room henchmen, Laser quickly inserted the key into the keyhole of the main door, turned it to the right, and heard the lock spring open. He then breathed a sigh of relief, waved to Spicy K, and signaled him to come over quickly.

Seeing that the laser had succeeded, La K immediately lit the 10,000-firecracker he had prepared beforehand. Seeing the fuse hissing and sparking, he forcefully flung the firecracker onto the main road and, with his three younger brothers, rushed headlong toward the entrance of the tenement building.

"Crackling and popping..."

Ten thousand firecrackers went off on the main road, and the sudden excitement drew the attention of everyone around.

Laser used his body to block the door, pressing himself against it as much as possible so as not to hinder his brothers' progress.

Spicy K took the lead, rushing into the water room and money storage, heading straight for the nearest room.

The thugs in the water room also noticed the firecrackers on the main street. They came out of the room to see what was going on, only to find that the hot ke had rushed in.

"Holy crap! Someone broke in!" "Which star should we choose!"

"boom"

Upon seeing someone emerge, Spicy K had no choice but to open fire. He pulled the trigger, sawed off the barrel of the gun, and fired thousands of small steel balls, turning the two bewildered thugs in front of him into sieves.

The sounds of firecrackers and shotguns firing overlapped, making them impossible to distinguish.

The people in the water room upstairs probably didn't hear anything!

Spicy K grabbed a slightly bewildered henchman and told him to guard the door, while he led Laser and the rest of his henchmen upstairs.

The 10,000-shot firecracker explosion quickly ended, and the hurried, dense footsteps alerted the gangsters in the water room on the second floor. They quickly pulled out machetes and baseball bats and ran downstairs.

When Spicy K saw the bastards from the water room rushing out, he felt terrible, but he didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger.

In the cramped stairwell, thousands of small steel balls bounced around randomly, indiscriminately.

Today was a bit of bad luck. Spicy K got bitten by his own exploding peanut, but it was on his shoulder, so it's not a big deal and he can keep going.

The henchmen who rushed down from the water station were hit by an area-of-effect attack and all fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Spicy K gritted his teeth, stepped on the bodies of the water room henchmen on the ground, and charged upwards, with the lasers behind him following the leader.

Jin Suanpan, who was sitting in his office fiddling with his abacus, heard firecrackers downstairs and sensed something was wrong. He put down his abacus, went to the window, and saw a fool setting off firecrackers on the main road. He immediately realized that someone was going to make a move against Qiancang.

He strode back to his desk, quickly picked up the receiver, and dialed the phone number for Shenxianjin's office.

"Beep beep beep beep."

The phone kept ringing with a busy tone, and Jin Suanpan was getting impatient, hoping that Shenxian Jin would answer the call soon.

"Which one?"

Seeing that Shenxian Jin had finally answered the phone, Jin Suanpan could no longer hold back and quickly said, "Brother Jin, someone has tampered with the money storage! It's a bombshell!"

Shen Xianjin on the other end of the phone frowned, but didn't show much emotion. He said, "A rat entering the rice granary must be after the rice! I'll send someone to help you right now. We'll risk our lives to save the ledgers."

"The rice can be lost, but the account books cannot!"

"Choose that star. Uncle Gui just entered the operating room and someone couldn't sit still. They came to test how good my Divine Brocade is."

“Bang, bang…”

Two claps of thunder signaled to Jin Suanpan that his underlings had failed to stop him. He said, "I know!" and hung up the phone. He quickly walked out of the office and said to his trusted underlings, who had already taken out their short dogs, "Protect the ledgers."

"Go and close the roller shutter door on the fifth floor. Don't open it for anyone who calls. Wait for the brothers from Tuodi to arrive."

The young men, having seen their share of storms, felt reassured upon hearing Jin Suanpan's command. They quickly ran to the stairwell, pulled down and locked the roller shutter, and, holding their short dogs, aimed them at the shutter, ready to fire at any moment.

But LaK's target was never the fifth floor, but the third floor. The third floor contained loose rice, which was the uncounted fees, water pumps, and hundreds of safes, all containing important treasures from the water room.

After dealing with the bastards in the water room on the second floor, Spicy K continued to lead the charge, rushing into the third floor under the cover of lasers.

Most of the people on the third floor were bespectacled. They were mostly accountants trained by the water company. They worked at the money exchange booths on weekdays. After the fees and water pumps were delivered, the money changer would call people from the list and make temporary notifications.

These bespectacled guys are all on the same side, most of them are former traitors, and they all worship the same patriarch.

Anyone who can enter this tenement building is trustworthy.

Four-eyed guy is four-eyed guy, his mind is sharp and quick-witted. When he saw Spicy K rushing in with a shotgun, they all gave up resisting and hid under the table.

"Holy crap! I'm rich!"

"This time we're really rich!"

Upon seeing a long table piled high with bundles of silver notes, Laser's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim, but he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

Hong Kong is a small place, and most of the gangsters know each other. Laser also has many old friends in the water room. If he speaks rashly, he will be easily recognized.

Spicy K threw his duffel bag on the ground, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, memorized the number on it, stuffed the paper into his pocket, and quickly went to the safe. He then searched for his target according to the numbers on the safe.

【818】

After scanning around a few times, Spicy K finally locked onto safe number 818. He stepped forward, entered the password 888, and opened the safe door.

Inside the safe was a bronze-colored earthenware jar, which people from Guangdong and Guangxi would immediately recognize as a urn containing remains.

"What bad luck to choose that star!"

Spicy K immediately realized that the boss who paid them to do the work wanted the urn of bones right in front of him.

Bad luck may be bad, but things still need to be done.

The urn of bones was too large to move, so he could only put his hands together, bow to it, and mutter, "Don't blame me! Don't blame me!" before smashing it and taking out the bones from inside.

Spicy K was scavenging bones, and the laser was scraping silver paper. He didn't care about the red snapper at all; he only wanted the big gold bulls, stacks and stacks of them, all stuffed into his duffel bag.

He didn't have many Golden Bulls left, and after taking them all, he had no choice but to settle for second best and start pretending to be a Golden Bull.

"Time's up! Get out of here!"

Spicy K's Casio digital watch beeped, a timer reminder. Five minutes had passed since he entered the room, and eight minutes was the absolute limit. In life and in business, one should always leave room for maneuver and a way out.

This wasn't the first time they'd worked together, so Laser immediately stopped. Although he was still very envious of the pile of silver coins on the table, reason told him that while it was important to earn enough for a lifetime in one go, he also needed to be alive to spend the money.

If we were trapped in the room by the water room, everyone's fate would definitely be miserable.

"Holy crap! This is heavy!"

Laser picked up the duffel bag, feeling that it was a bit heavy, but he could still hold it up. He picked up the five or six knives in one hand and backed away step by step.

There are still many bones in the urn, but processing them will take a long time, and time is exactly what Spicy K needs most right now.

(End of this chapter)