Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Four police cars were parked on the street below the building, and a team of 12 police officers jumped out of the cars.

"You guys go to the back, block the stairs, the rest of you come upstairs with me," the senior inspector in charge ordered, and the team immediately dispersed.

They took the elevator to their target floor, walked quickly over, and knocked on the door. "Knock, knock, knock," "Knock, knock, knock."

After knocking four times without any response from inside the room, the senior inspector waved his hand, and one of the men took a CT scan film, inserted it into the crack in the door, swiped it up and down a few times, and then the door clicked open.

"Boss, nobody's here!"

"The room was a bit messy, and the clothes were only half packed. The person left in a hurry."

"Ask the neighbors," the inspector instructed, then looked around the house, touching things here and there, and found that the electric heater was still warm, indicating that the person had just left.

"Boss, the neighbors said that a lot of people dressed in black just came and took the old man from this house away."

"What!" The senior inspector frowned. "Let's go, to the next one!"

They went downstairs, turned on the siren, and rushed out. The supervising inspector leading the team had a furrowed brow. Who was it?
They were only slightly faster than them. Did someone leak the information?

Just as they reached the building where their target, Cheng Wenhai, lived, they suddenly saw seven or eight men in black emerge from the stairwell and escort a man in a jacket into a Toyota Hiace.

"It's them! Chase after them!" the inspector shouted into the walkie-talkie.

Watching the car speeding away ahead, the inspector scratched his head. Toyota Hiace, black uniform—isn't that Cai Shenyao's guy?
Police suspect that the person who ordered Kan Ting-shan to kill Senior Superintendent Fox is the one who orchestrated the incident!
Damn it, it really was him!

If we can capture these people and get them to talk, we can definitely convict Wang Yaotang.

A stroke of good fortune!

Get promoted and make money!

I'm determined to catch these guys!
"Be careful, these people are suspected to be under the command of Sheng Yi Cai Shen Yao, and they are suspected of having weapons. Be prepared."

"Brother Ze, the cops are catching up," the underling warned.

They came really fast. Sha Ze turned his head and looked around. "Bring out the Molotov cocktails."

"Okay, Brother Ze."

Sha Ze opened a hidden cover at the back of the car, pulled out a Type 56 assault rifle from underneath, and smashed the rear window with two loud bangs.

He took the Molotov cocktail from his underling, lit it, and tossed it over.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three black and red flames rose up in the middle of the road.

"Damn it!" With a cry of alarm, the police car slammed on the brakes. After speeding a short distance, the car veered sideways and crashed out of the flames. Just as the officers inside breathed a sigh of relief, one of them suddenly shouted, "The car's on fire! The car's on fire! Run! It's going to explode!"

He then flung open the car door and jumped out, stumbling and running toward the roadside.

The Molotov cocktail contained butter and sugar, making it very sticky and difficult to shake off once it got stuck to the wheels.

Fortunately, cars don't explode easily. The police officers in the two cars that rushed towards them jumped out and escaped. The two cars behind them braked in time and didn't go into the fire. The drivers were covered in sweat and fell a long way before collapsing in their seats, panting heavily.

Standing by the roadside, the senior inspector in charge stared blankly at the police car slowly burning, his mind completely blank.

Forget about sudden fame and fortune, to hell with it! It's just a few thousand yuan a month, why risk your life?
"How to do?"

"Disperse the surrounding crowd to prevent innocent civilians from being harmed after the explosion. Call the fire department and have them come to put out the fire." After giving the order, the inspector looked around, found a shop's phone number, and called headquarters directly to report the situation.

It's not that we don't try, it's just that the enemy is too ferocious!
……

"Calling command, this is Aze."

"Command received." "Prepare two vehicles to the intersection of Sai Yeung Choi Street North and Boundary Street. I need them."

"receive."

"Kai, you drive over and handle this. Yu, change your clothes, grab the gun and follow behind. We'll get out and walk over there."

Having been around Wang Yaotang for so long, I found it easy to handle these kinds of situations.

We had just arrived at our destination when the cars were already waiting by the roadside. We switched to two Nissans and drove towards the Sham Shui Po reclamation area.

"Where are they taking us?" Cheng Wenhai knew something was really wrong when he saw the wooden barrel after getting on the bus. He was very nervous. He had thought he might be rescued when he saw the police, but the fire scared him so much that he didn't dare to chase after them anymore.

Fuck!
"Why ask so many questions? Killing one or two of you would have been enough. Why did I bring you out here?" Sha Ze glanced at the two men. "Behave yourselves. You'll find out when we get there."

The reclamation area was chaotic, with people and machines everywhere. A group of men in black attracted a lot of attention, but they just looked around and no one came up to ask anything.

We boarded a fishing boat on the shore, and it slowly sailed away from the shore amidst the clattering sound of its diesel engine.

Cheng Wenhai and Mutong exchanged a glance. They should have fired, so why did they cowardly go with these people?
Everyone in Changsha knows that killing someone is easy, but collecting the body is difficult. These Sheng Yizi (a nickname for a group of people) will definitely lure them to the sea and then kill them.

Sha Ze didn't explain. He sat on the bench, crossed his legs, and pulled out a bag of dried squid from somewhere, chewing on it. He watched the two men's fear, panic, anger, and grief with a rather wicked sense of amusement...

No wonder Yao-ge likes to scare people like that, it's so funny!
The fishing boat was moving very slowly, taking an hour to travel only about 20 kilometers before it turned off the engine, dropped anchor, and stopped in place.

Before long, another large truck arrived, and another person was put onto the fishing boat. Cheng Wenhai and Mutong recognized him at a glance as Gui Liren.

They exchanged glances, but neither of them wanted to speak.

……

Guangzhou, shipyard.

Two oddly shaped speedboats with dark blue paint were moored on the sea.

"This is it, take a look," said Director Zhao of Wenchong Shipyard with a smile.

The design is somewhat similar to the large flying boat, but the hull is narrower and longer. The entire boat is sealed off, with a rectangular cockpit protruding. The aft deck is about 3 meters long, and there is an iron fence around both the front and rear for securing and protection.

"How fast can it go?"

"The boat is 8.2 meters long and 2.6 meters wide, and can carry 6-8 people. According to your idea, the top speed is 45 knots. A multi-functional universal bracket is reserved on the top of the cockpit." Director Zhao introduced with a smile: "Come on, let's go up and take a look."

As they approached the speedboat, Wang Yaotang noticed rows of rivets at the connection points of the cockpit, giving it a very sturdy feel. "How is its bulletproof performance?"

"In actual testing, it can defend against 7.62mm intermediate rounds within 100 meters. There are hooks on the bulkhead, so you can hang sandbags if needed. It can also withstand full-power rounds. Of course, the glass is not bulletproof, so there's nothing we can do about that."

Wang Yaotang jumped from the small boat onto the speedboat, bent down and patted the aft deck, then stood at the rear door of the cockpit and grabbed the universal bracket, pretending to operate a machine gun. The bracket was fixed with cross steel bars, which looked like it could withstand recoil, so there would be no problem installing a recoilless gun.

"Small boat, not bad!" Wang Yaotang laughed heartily.

None of the four people on the ship mentioned how this thing was used for loading cargo, while the three people from the shipyard simply watched quietly as Wang Yaotang inspected it inside and out.

How many kilometers can a full tank of gas last?

"400 kilometers, the ship has a high frequency/very high frequency maritime radio station, which can communicate within 200 nautical miles."

"very good!"

"We've produced two so far. Whether they're any good or have any shortcomings still needs to be tested in practice," Zhao Changzi said with a smile.

"No problem, I'll cooperate. I'll cover all expenses during the testing period. You decide on the candidate, Director Zhao, but keep your mouth shut," Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

"You can trust me to handle things." Director Zhao leaned closer and whispered, "You know that our surface forces are very weak right now. These small patrol boats can carry out daily patrols along the coast, protect fishing boats, and conduct maritime rescues. Currently, many shipyards are developing them, and I hope they can be finalized as soon as possible."

"Since Director Zhao has said so, I'll drive it away today and try it out in the vicinity, since it's all near the coast."

"No problem!" (End of Chapter)