Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 749, Section 340: A Show of Force
"Hello! Brother Ding Gou!"

Mei Feng was not alarmed when A-Zai revealed his true identity. She calmly squeezed Ding Gou's hand and then withdrew it.

His calm and composed expression and movements made Ding Gou fall into thought once again.

The person in front of me is so quiet and reserved. Could he be a key figure in the Song Sheng Group?
Is it just a coincidence that I share the same name as some fallen hero in the martial arts world?
Ding Gou suddenly realized that his tracking today had been too reckless. He had been conducting a secret investigation without reporting it to anyone. If A-Zai turned against him, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously reached for the lion's nose on his waist, wanting to give himself a sense of security.

"Sit down! Everyone, sit down!"

A-zai sensed Ding-gou's unease and, wanting Ding-gou to go all out, interrupted Ding-gou's next move.

Mei-Feng sat down next to A-Zai, making her stance clear. A-Zai then picked up a San Miguel beer and poured Mei-Feng a glass.

"Ding Gou, weren't you going to get takeout for Guo Sir?"

"I've already ordered the food: a fried chicken and a serving of rice. You can just pick it up at the front desk."

Seeing that Ding Gou was suspicious and uneasy, A-zai chased him away and told him to go back to the arsenal.

"Haha! He's afraid I'll be a third wheel. Okay, thanks for this meal, Brother A."

"Sister Meifeng, I'll take my leave now. You two can continue your conversation!"

The situation was too dangerous. A wise man doesn't stand under a crumbling wall. Taking advantage of the reason given by A-zai, Ding Gou quickly stood up and left the dining table to A-zai and Mei Feng.

When the third wheel isn't working properly, this couple, both getting on in years, will definitely be like dry wood meeting a raging fire after dinner, and they'll end up having sex.

However, the Chinese restaurant is convenient, as it is located inside the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, so you can finish your meal without delaying anything.

Meifeng also stood up and watched Ding Gou leave. Once he was out of sight, she sat down.

"I'm being watched!"

A sat down, picked up the braised chicken wings, stirred them, took a sip, but quickly frowned.

The broth was too salty to eat.

Mei Feng noticed that A-zai was not feeling well, so she quickly picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of Biluochun tea to help him get rid of the saltiness in his mouth.

"Being targeted is not a problem. If there is a problem, we will investigate; if there is no problem, it will naturally dissipate."

“From the beginning, you didn’t give me much information. I only asked you to investigate Handsome Sheng.”

Meifeng waved her hand, asking the waitress to bring her a new set of bowls and chopsticks and the menu. She hadn't eaten lunch, and her stomach was growling.

The Chinese restaurant's menu hadn't been updated, and there were no new dishes. She only wanted a pig's feet with ginger and a lotus root, peanut, and pork rib soup.

"The exorbitant consultation fees at the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital are beyond my means, even if I sold myself."

A-zai put down the braised chicken wings, picked up his chopsticks, and proactively placed a prawn in Mei-feng's bowl: "The foreigners in the Ministry of Internal Affairs all have sharp eyes."

“If you do anything wrong, they will collect it and bring it out at the crucial moment.”

“I retrieved the records from the police station’s archives, which should have already been sent to the Ministry of the Interior, but they won’t use this small oversight to launch an attack, because the Tian Si case is not over yet.”

"Tian Si died under mysterious circumstances, and there are no clues at all. I am the lead investigator. If I use this as a pretext, no one will complain."

Mei-Feng peeled shrimp while listening to A-Zai speak, her mind slowly turning to the conversation.

"You're scratching me, something's definitely up. Are you hungry? Are you just waiting for me to feed you?"

A-zai picked up his own San Miguel beer, poured it into a glass, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Mei Feng rolled her eyes at A-Zai, but there was a hint of unspoken words in that glance, indicating that she had been hit where it hurt and was unhappy.

Eating your fill is the most important thing, but what follows is even more important!
"Have you been working with Biaojin lately?"

Meifeng dipped the peeled shrimp in the sauce before putting it in her mouth. The shrimp tasted very fresh and firm, indicating they were live shrimp.

A-zai paused for a moment, then looked at Mei-feng, urging the gossipy woman to continue.

"The pork business is jointly managed by the group and the Number Gang, with Professor A in charge. It can bring the group huge profits every year."

"The pork business isn't a monopoly; anyone with a basic understanding of chemistry can open a kitchen."

"The dead fellow Daoists won't call the police to report or complain to you; there's no after-sales service."

"But Blue Blood and Fire Phoenix are exclusive businesses of the group. As long as these two products are available, everyone in the group can make a living."

“Now that Biao Jin has stepped in, he’s clearly overstepped his bounds! Everyone in our group is a good citizen, although we don’t want to show our faces and receive the Good Citizen Award.”

"But helping the cops and taking down criminals is what good citizens should do."

"If we get rid of these bastards, we law-abiding citizens will live a more comfortable life!"

Mei-Feng spoke with an air of righteous indignation, her expression conveying a sense of "I'm doing this for your own good," implying that everyone could cooperate.

Eliminating the bidder and eliminating a competitor will free up a significant market share. The Golden Triangle area doesn't lack female customers; what it lacks is a sales market.

"Hehehe"

A-Zai was amused by Mei-Feng's shamelessness. After laughing, he said, "You want to use me to kill your enemies."

"Tell me the details first, then I'll see if you're qualified to use someone else to do my dirty work."

Although he didn't have many trump cards, A-zai still asked Mei-feng to reveal her secrets to see how much useful information she had.

Meifeng put down her chopsticks, picked up a napkin, wiped the oil off her fingers, opened her Hermès handbag, and took out a photograph.

A-zai didn't immediately grab the photos; he suppressed his curiosity and continued drinking his tea.

"All the raw materials you've been longing for are in this place."

Meifeng pushed the photo over and explained its significance.

Raw materials!
Synthetic ephedrine!

A-zai suddenly became interested, but he pretended not to care and picked up the photo to look at it.

"This is an ice factory, a stall that Bald Eagle opened for his mistress. The batteries are guarded inside the ice factory, and all the synthetic ephedrine has been frozen into big blocks of ice."

Mei-Feng wanted to cooperate. After she finished speaking, she reached into her Hermès handbag again, took out another photo, and placed it on the dining table.

“Biao Jinren is in Hong Kong. He just met with Snotty at Ya Gu Restaurant.”

Mei Feng is indeed incredibly resourceful; she actually managed to take photos of the Waterway King Biao Jin meeting with Slug!
A-zai picked up the photo and examined it closely, but could only make out the slug's face.

"This photo was taken from CCTV footage, so the image is a bit blurry. Please excuse the quality."

"The transaction location has also been determined; it will be the Oak International Terminal."

If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!
Mei-Feng directly revealed the location of the transaction, doing A-Zai a huge favor.

The transaction location Mei-Feng mentioned matched the information A-Zai currently had, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong—it was too simple!

Pinkie Pie isn't a stray dog; he won't always urinate in the same place, nor will he always ship goods from the same dock.

Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) also noticed this, so they specially dispatched a team to keep an eye on Handsome Sheng's small pier.

The enemy's will is in disarray and they are caught off guard. The image of Kun below and Dui above suggests that it is advantageous to take advantage of their lack of self-control and seize the opportunity!
Feinting to the east while attacking in the west! It's a clever trick, but it's a bit old-fashioned. However, the older the trick, the higher its success rate.

A-Zai held the photo, his mind racing, trying to figure out how Handsome Sheng would make his move.

"This is a big giveaway, no reward is needed!"

Mei-Feng readily handed over the intelligence she had bought at a high price to help A-Zai solve the case.

Mei-Feng's reason was simple: to attack competitors. This is true, but not entirely true.

After spending a long time with this gossipy woman, I figured out her tricks. Everything she said was the truth, but it was all incomplete truth.

Only the truth is not afraid of investigation, but the truth that hides crucial parts is the most terrifying.

A-zai remained silent, not uttering a word or making any statement, his mind racing.

"Check, please!"

Mei-Feng didn't force A-Zai to make a statement. She only needed to say everything verbatim to fulfill the old man's order.

The old man is the type to think ten steps ahead before taking one; he can't possibly guess what's going on inside.

We'll have to wait until the answer is revealed to know whether the old man's move was a stroke of genius or a desperate, ill-advised blunder.

She shook her head, dismissing these pointless calculations, took out her long wallet, pointed out four large gold bull bills, and slapped them on the table: "Keep the change!"

"Here's your tip!"

A-zai finally came to his senses, stood up, and put the two photos into his pocket.

Mei-Feng, wearing sunglasses, took A-Zai's arm and walked towards the elevator. She had already booked a room.

Now that I'm full, it's time to do something naughty!

Bai He drove his Range Rover to the antique shop. After parking, he turned to look at Jiu Guniang sitting in the back seat and whispered, "Boss!"

Upon hearing the reminder, Ninth Sister put down the magazine in her hand, picked up the sunglasses placed on the seat next to her, and put them on her nose.

Bai He pushed open the car door and got out, then helped Jiu Guniang open the door and helped the boss out. "Holy crap! Where did you rotten fish and shrimps come from?"

"This is a private parking space. Move your car, or I won't be polite!"

The parking attendant, seeing that Sheng Ge's designated parking space had been taken, quickly stood up, ran to the Range Rover, and asked Bai He to drive the car away.

These two idiots arrived at just the right time. The car that overturned had just left, and Sheng Ge's Volvo hadn't arrived yet, allowing these two idiots to take advantage of the situation.

"What are you saying!"

“City government office, when did it become your water room? Aren’t you afraid people will laugh their heads off?”

Baihe took a step forward, blocking the parking attendant in front of her, and retorted sharply: "Open your eyes! Stop yelling and shouting here."

“It was your boss, Handsome Sheng, who invited us here. If we leave now, believe me, Handsome Sheng will skin you alive.”

"You idiot! You have no manners!"

Bai He's words were reasonable and well-founded, suppressing the arrogance of the parking attendant and intimidating him.

Upon hearing that Miss Jiu was a VIP invited by the big boss, the valet shrank back and took a step back, not daring to be arrogant, but still argued, "This is Brother Sheng's private parking space."

"You are Sheng Ge's VIPs, so I won't hold it against you this time, but this will not happen again."

The valet gave himself an out and walked back to the parking spot.

Picking up the walkie-talkie, he muttered a complaint: "Two bastards came, claiming to be Brother Sheng's VIPs, and they took up Brother Sheng's parking space."

"Look at the time, Brother Sheng will be here soon. Quickly move one of the cars to make room for him."

Bao Zhong, who was sitting at the entrance of the antique shop, stood up after watching the interlude and walked to Bai He: "Ninth Aunt, Brother Bai He, Sister Xi Ren has arrived."

“Young man, you are blind and do not recognize the great man. I will teach you in the future.”

People belong to the water room, eat the water room's food, and use the water room's bowls; it's none of the number gang's place to scold them.

The quick-witted Ninth Sister naturally understood Bao Zhong's words, but she was too lazy to talk to these minor characters. She simply nodded indifferently and walked into the antique shop.

She had been here many times before and knew the way well. She stepped across the threshold and entered the antique shop with its antique decoration, but she did not see Xiren, so she stopped.

As a guest, and with a favor to ask, I couldn't be too casual.

Baihe, who was following behind, also wanted to enter, but was blocked by Baozhong's hand.

"Ninth Aunt, my boss said he's only seeing you this time."

Ninth Sister took off her sunglasses and looked at Bao Zhong at the door. This unfamiliar face was really courting death, daring to block her leader.

"The number of people entering the house is not up to me, nor is it up to you."

After speaking, Xiren put her sunglasses back on, waiting for the good show to begin.

Bai He had been following Jiu Gu Niang for a long time and knew what his boss meant. He immediately took a step forward, his toes crossing the threshold, wanting to enter the antique shop.

But before his toes even touched the ground, a powerful gust of wind from the right, carrying a force as heavy as thunder, crashed towards him.

Bao Zhong, in a horse stance, thrust his right fist forward, but when his palm was less than half a foot from Bai He's waist, he suddenly withdrew three-tenths of his strength, only letting the wind from the punch make the opponent's clothes tremble three times.

The white crane twisted its body and waist, creating distance, and its left palm, like a crane's beak, slanted and pierced Zhong's wrist pulse.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch the taut muscles under the other person's shirt, he immediately withdrew, while simultaneously pressing his right hand against the door frame, using the momentum to slide into the doorway.

This plan was well thought out, but Bao Zhong blocked it with his left elbow, pinning it against his shoulder.

The two men's arms collided with a muffled thud. Bao Zhong slightly lowered his elbow to deflect the force, and Bai He also took the opportunity to stop his forward momentum.

The white crane gently spun its foot on the threshold, then retreated back to the doorway, maintaining a half-arm stalemate with its opponent.

But Bao Zhong didn't give up. He turned his right fist into a claw and grabbed Bai He's wrist, which was pressed against the door frame. His knuckles stopped just as they touched Bai He's wrist bone.

Baihe then used the momentum to raise his knee, the tip of his knee brushing past Baozhong's knee pad on the outside of his thigh before slowly falling down before touching his skin.

Their breaths mingled, Baihe's palm was still pressed against the door frame, and Baozhong's elbow was still against the other's shoulder.

After exchanging blows for one round, neither side had gained the upper hand, and they remained in the same spot, neither making any move forward.

What amazing skills!
Baihe looked Bao Zhong up and down, feeling incredulous.

Because a gangster with such skills would have already made a name for himself in Yau Tsim Mong, and wouldn't have remained unknown.

The fact that there is no such person as Heung Po Chung in Yau Tsim Mong means that this guy is an unknown nobody.

The water room is truly a place where hidden talents abound; every now and then, someone will jump out and stand out like a doorman.

"Brother Baihe, don't make things difficult for me, the gatekeeper. My boss said that only Aunt Jiu is allowed to enter."

"A person is just a person!"

“This is Shanghai Street in Yau Ma Tei. Right next to it is Brother Sheng’s land. I’d bet my life that Aunt Jiu will be fine.”

"If Brother Baihe doesn't mind, you can come with me to the tea restaurant across the street for a cup of milk tea, it's on me!"

Bao Zhong is a member of the Shui Fong gang, but he originally worked for the Hong Kong Tsai gang. However, he has now switched to the Yau Ma Tei gang.

The "big boss" he was referring to wasn't Chi Mengli, but Xiren.

For a member of the Hongmen to address a figure from the martial arts world as a "big boss" is a violation of the family rules.

Chi Mengli did not punish him severely, but instead opened the Mingtang Hall, struck him ten times with a stick, pulled his incense from the incense burner at the entrance of the Tuodi Hall, and wiped it off from the seabed.

Therefore, Bao Zhong can only refer to himself as a Jianghu person and cannot mention to outsiders that he is a disciple of the Water Room.

Because Chi Mengli had already distributed the red stickers to other branches of the Water Room, cutting off the path for Bao Zhong.

Following a powerful figure means you can only go down one path to the bitter end; a cunning guy who tries to have his cake and eat it too will never have a good ending.

"Whether we go in or not isn't up to you, nor is it up to you, the big boss!"

Baihe took a step back, assumed a fighting stance, and prepared to confront the scoundrel in front of him, but his fingertips remained pressed against the door frame, without moving an inch.

He suddenly touched the ground with his left toe, his body soaring up like a crane, and his right leg stepped straight onto the inside of the threshold.

The step was so fast that it was just a blur; his ankle had already crossed the threshold by an inch, and he was about to land safely.

But at that moment, Bao Zhong's right fist moved, aiming straight for Bai He's soft side ribs. When the fist was less than two inches away from the flesh, he quickly stopped.

Even after stopping, Baihe felt a numbness in his waist, not from pain, but from the tension in his muscles caused by the force of the punch.

But his footwork didn't stop. His left leg bent slightly, and his right leg sprang out like a crane's leg, his toes pointing straight at the outside of Bao Zhong's knee.

That's the most vulnerable part of the kneecap. If you get kicked there, you'll either be in so much pain that you can't stand up, or you'll suffer a fracture.

Bao Zhong dared not be careless. He suddenly swung his left leg outward and simultaneously slammed his right fist down, the force of the punch sweeping towards Bai He's ankle.

The moment Baihe's toes touched Baozhong's knee, he suddenly flicked upwards, avoiding the incoming fist. Baozhong also withdrew his hand in time, without falling down.

Both of them were very measured, stopping short of causing serious harm.

Although Bao Zhong is just a doorman, he represents the owner. Once you enter, you are a guest, and you have to give him some respect, since this is a stall and you have to do business here.

If word gets out that the shop assistant hit a customer, customers will never want to leave the antique shop again.

Bai He didn't dare to go too far, because Liang Zai Sheng was known for protecting his own. He had seen Liang Zai Sheng fight back when he was there to fight over Ding Cai Pao.

When the handsome guy overpowered everyone else, he watched with wide eyes!
In Bai He's mind, the only one who could suppress Liangzai Sheng was the Double Flower Red Stick Madman from the Number Gang.

However, their fighting styles were completely different. The "Crazy Man" was indifferent to life and death, and he didn't care about his own life or his opponent's life.

It seems like the crazy guy has unlimited stamina and can go on from start to finish without needing to rest.

Under Seventh Grandpa's arrangement, Crazy Guy has flown to Bangkok again to compete for the number team and fight for market share.

I heard that all the Bangkok boxing champions who had fought against the "madman" before were crippled or killed.

Actually, for someone like Bai He who practices martial arts, he really wanted to see the Madman and the Handsome Man fight each other and see who would win.

"Bao Zhong, please invite Brother Bai He in."

While sitting in the private room watching the show, Xiren noticed that Ninth Sister had taken the parking space, so she used the walkie-talkie to instruct Baozhong to give Ninth Sister a hard time and also to test Baozhong's back.

You should know that your bedmate has said it himself: Bao Zhong's fists and feet are so-so, but his lower body is stable and his reaction is fast.

However, Chi Mengli was right. Bao Zhong's skills were indeed so-so, but he was still able to stop the Red Stick White Crane of the Number Gang, which was not bad.

The show of force had been given, and she saw her husband's Volvo sedan parked in the parking space. It was time to end this farce.

"Ninth Aunt, I'm sorry, my subordinates are ignorant."

"I'll teach you the rules, please come in!"

After saying a few polite words, Xiren personally led the way and invited Ninth Miss in.

Ninth Sister nodded to White Crane and told the leader to find a place to sit, while she followed Xiren into the private room.

(End of this chapter)