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

Wang Yaotang flipped through the documents in his hand. Across from him, Cheng Wenhai, Mutong, and Gui Liren exchanged glances. Finally, Gui Liren was pushed forward and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yao, should we talk to the Chen, Zhuo, and Zheng families beforehand?"

Before Wang Yaotang could speak, A-Jie chuckled and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Did you three old geezers take money?"

"No, no." The three of them hurriedly waved their hands, "How could we dare? We really didn't."

Ah Jie sat up, leaned forward, and looked at the three old men with an overwhelming sense of pressure. "Do you think you can do anything to me once you're out of Hong Kong? Do you think you can hold your own now?"

Seeing that Wang Yaotang remained silent, the three men immediately went limp and slid off the sofa to kneel on the ground. "Brother Jie, Brother Jie, how could we dare? We're so old, all we want is a peaceful life! We really don't have any!"

"Heh, it doesn't matter if you have it or not, as long as you can hold on. In the end, it still comes down to ability, doesn't it?" A-Jie smirked.

"I won't look, I won't look. I am loyal to Master Yao and have absolutely no disloyalty."

"Alright, who are you trying to fool with this attitude? It's like I've wronged you guys." Ah Jie lazily lay back down again.

The three of them glanced at Wang Yaotang before slowly getting up and sitting back down.

The bear was beaten to death on the dock. As part of the local power, regardless of whether it was related to them or not, the three families could not just stand by and watch. They did contact the three old guys in private to discuss the matter.

If Shengyi accepts it, then they will have to participate in dividing it up.

If Shengyi retaliates, then they should at least be prepared to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

However, Wang Yaotang hasn't revealed anything, so they can only make some judgments based on Wang Yaotang's past behavior, which is why they want to make a connection.

"You guys don't need to go back. Just get a room at the hotel. Things are tense right now, it's not safe. That's all for today." Wang Yaotang waved them away.

The old guys are getting on in years and have lost their drive to strive. They're easier to manage than the younger generation, but we still need them for overseas expansion.

The three of them left as if they had been granted a pardon.

"What do we do?" A-Jie was lying on the sofa with one leg draped over the back.

"Where's Zhao Kehan? Still no news?"

"They just called. They killed two more and arrested one. They took him back for questioning. He's one of Napinan's men," Aji said.

"The police didn't come knocking?" Ah Jie asked curiously.

“You can treat the Thai police as if they don’t exist, as long as you don’t bomb their police station,” Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

"So watery?"

"You can't say that. In terms of the case-solving rate, the results are still quite good."

"Huh? How is that possible?"

“Why not? As long as you don’t do anything, eventually no one will report the crime. With fewer cases, the crime-solving rate will be higher.” Wang Yaotang raised his eyebrows.

"Holy crap! You can do this?!" A-Jie exclaimed in shock. "No, what the hell is the police for? What's their purpose? Don't the higher-ups care?"

"Manage? Why should we manage? A moderate degree of chaos is conducive to stability."

"Huh?" A-Jie was confused and greatly shocked.

"As the saying goes, when people are well-fed and warm, they think of lustful desires. Do you know what that means?" Wang Yaotang asked, looking up.

"Now that you're well-fed and clothed, all you think about is playing around with women," Ah Jie said with a grin.

"Aji, remember to remind me when you get back to give him double the political lessons." Wang Yaotang looked at Aji.

"No!" A-Jie panicked, rolled off the sofa, scrambled to his feet, and lunged at Wang Yaotang. "I'll get you! You beast! This is revenge, blatant revenge!"

"I'll take revenge on you? What do I have to take revenge on you for?" Wang Yaotang sneered. "Use the time you would spend playing around with women to study more, so you don't fall behind. This is for your own good."

"Ah! No!" Ah-Jie clutched his head. "I knew you were just envious and jealous!"

Wang Yaotang wiped his nose and then burst into laughter.

After a round of laughter, Wang Yaotang explained, "Being well-fed and clothed refers to the basics of human survival. After satisfying the basic needs of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, people will develop greater desires, which can be achieved by climbing the social ladder. In a vibrant society in its ascending phase, this is not a problem. However, the Bangkok Dynasty has been in existence for 200 years, and the social classes have long been solidified. Not to mention the upper class, even the middle class is already too crowded."

"So how do we solve this problem?"

"The best way is of course development, but development is too difficult. There is a simpler way: let the lower class struggle on the line of food and clothing and the line of safety. If they are not well-fed and clothed, they will not think about so much."

"The chaos in the rich area, the middle-class area, the working-class area, and the slums is all within a controllable range and does not affect the rich area. Look at the hotel, is there even the slightest bit of chaos? No!"

"So, Kowloon Walled City corresponds to a slum, Kwun Tong to a working-class area, Kowloon Tong to a middle-class area, and Mid-Levels to a wealthy area?" Ah-Jack thought for a moment and said, "The Hong Kong British government didn't actually have no way to deal with Kowloon Walled City; rather, it deliberately left such a loophole."

"No way, the Walled City houses over 100,000 people. If things get chaotic, how will the Hong Kong government manage it? They can't possibly actually open fire and kill people, can they?" Ah Jie asked, frowning.

Wang Yaotang scoffed, "We don't need to do anything. The water and electricity in the Walled City are supplied by the Hong Kong British government. After cutting them off, it won't take more than three days for them to obediently come out and accept resettlement!"

"It's not like Africa or South America, some remote mountain forest. In a big city, what can't the government manage? It's just a matter of whether they want to or not."

Ah Jie gasped. It was just a part of his daily life, and he'd never really paid attention to this before. Damn it, how could these foreigners be so wicked!

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, old monk, old monk," Wang Yaotang shouted loudly.

Bisna pushed open the door, threw a can of cola at the door, and walked over.

"Damn it!" Wang Yaotang grabbed a cushion to block the spill, and the cola fell onto the sofa and rolled onto the floor. "OK, Miss Bi, calm down."

Ah Jie chuckled.

"Are you familiar with the terrain?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

“We’re familiar with them now. Lu Shaotao and the others spent the whole day running around yesterday.”

"Is the accommodation ready?"

"We booked a budget hotel."

"Where's the car?"

"Ten modified Toyota Hiace vehicles, with their engines and chassis numbers ground off, their license plates fake, and their windows tinted."

"Okay, contact Zhao Kehan's side and make arrangements to pick him up."

“Okay.” Bisna turned and left.

"Wait, don't go yourself. People can tell from a distance that you're not good enough. Just be the one directing." Wang Yaotang called out with a laugh.

Bisina turned her head and glared at her fiercely, "Too talkative!"

……

Pattaya, a small fishing boat swayed and left the pier, and after an hour it stopped near Koh Klanai Island, more than 20 kilometers away. Zhao Kehan ​​took out the radio.

"Calling the sea, this is the dock, please respond."

"Calling out to the ocean, this is..."

After a while, followed by a crackling sound, it said, "This is the ocean, ocean received."

Whew, Zhao Kehan ​​let out a slight breath. The two sides confirmed their positions and met at sea half an hour later.

Looking at the milky white luxury yacht, Zhao Kehan ​​pursed his lips. When they first smuggled themselves into Thailand, they were on a shabby fishing boat that his mother had been smuggling. They drifted at sea for eight days, hiding and living in constant fear.

Damn it, comparing yourself to others is just asking for trouble!
Although he knew in his heart that Wang Yaotang had let his whole family off the hook back then, he still felt uncomfortable. He jumped onto the deck and glanced at the dozen or so sharp-eyed, dark-skinned men with crew cuts. Zhao Kehan ​​didn't know why, even though they were all his own people, he still froze on the spot.

"Hey, boss, don't block the way here!" Ah Yan shouted from behind.

Zhao Kehan ​​swallowed hard, a smile blooming on his cold face as he stepped forward to greet them. "Hey Lei Hou, my name is Zhao Kehan, just call me Ahan. Master Yao sent me to pick you up. You must have had a long journey."

"Hello, my name is Hai Dazhao. Haha, there's no hardship at all. It's a luxury yacht, and even a single floorboard here is more expensive than my bed at home. It's hard work of troubling you to come and pick me up." Hai Dazhao laughed and extended his hand.

After a few brief pleasantries, not daring to waste any more time, Hai Dazhao directed his men to load the equipment onto the fishing boat. Zhao Kehan ​​and the others, on the other hand, had never seen such a luxurious yacht before, and they toured it from top to bottom.

After the handover was completed, Zhao Kehan ​​returned to the fishing boat, took 40 crew members with him back to the fishing village pier, and Hai Dazhao and 10 others boarded the yacht again and headed straight for the Bang Krum district pier in Bangkok.

On the way back, A'an whispered to Zhao Kehan ​​and the others, "Do you know how much equipment they brought?"

"How many?"

"I just peeked out and saw that everyone had a Type 56 assault rifle, as well as light machine guns and grenades, but do you know what the most outrageous thing was?"

"Don't you fucking sell me a lawsuit!"

"I saw mortars and 40mm guns!" A'an said in a low voice.

A group of people gasped for breath, their eyes filled with horror. Was this some kind of coup?

madman!

……

"Big brother, big brother!" The door was pushed open with a bang, and a man wearing a blue cotton-linen jacket and with a mouthful of rotten teeth rushed in.

The man lying on the sofa shuddered violently, grabbed a cigarette pack from beside him, and threw it at the man, yelling, "Can't you fucking knock?!"

The woman kneeling on the ground smoothed her hair, looked up at the man but didn't say anything else, and then buried herself in her work again.

"Big brother, hehe, I was just in a hurry." Rotten Tooth glanced at the kneeling woman, the thing in her hand was dark and limp, and he thought with disdain, "So what if you're the boss..."

Budipong lay down again, pointed to the cigarette box on the ground, and Rotten Tooth quickly picked it up, took out a cigarette and handed it to him. He squatted down next to the boss, lit it and said, "Boss, didn't you tell me to keep an eye on Sheng Yi's men? Today, the guy surnamed Zhao went to the airport to pick someone up... Sheng Yi's boss came over with more than 30 people, all wearing combat uniforms."

"Are you sure this is Sheng Yi's boss, surnamed Wang, and very young?"

"It's confirmed. Napinan's men also sent people to follow them. They were discovered halfway there. Zhao Kehan ​​blocked them on the road, killed two on the spot, and arrested one."

“Ha, ha, ha ha, Napinan’s fools.” Budipon laughed. “They want a piece of the pie, fine, let them.”

"I also received a message from the Chen family at the docks, and I think there's something wrong with it," Rotten Tooth added.

"what?"

"A luxury yacht registered in Hong Kong arrived half an hour ago with 10 people on board, but the staff at the dock said they didn't look like wealthy people at all, but rather like thugs."

“What do you mean?” Budipen asked, frowning.

"There wasn't a single woman on the yacht. It was all men driving the yacht out to sea. And there wasn't a single fat man. They all looked very capable, around 30 years old, and had fierce eyes."

"Ha, so what if we're all men? Men have their own way of doing things." Budipong chuckled, then frowned and thought for a moment before suddenly raising his hand and slapping the woman who was engrossed in her work across the face. "Smack!"

The woman was stunned by the slap, covered her face and fell to the side, staring blankly at Budipeng.

Budipong smiled and beckoned with his finger. The woman crawled over despite the pain, and Budipong grabbed her face and tugged at it. "Go, get out."

Watching the woman crawl out, Budipeng stood up, pulled up his pants, and spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth. "Damn it, these Chinese are really cunning. On the surface, the leader led the team and stayed in a big hotel to distract us, but secretly he sent his best men to sneak into Bangkok. If we only focused on keeping an eye on him, we would have fallen into his trap!"

"You won't even know how you died!"

"Hiss! What do we do then? Boss, should we leak the news?" Rotten Tooth asked in a low voice.

Budipong thought for a moment, then smiled smugly and said, "No, just pretend you don't know. We'll stay somewhere else tonight. Napinan is in a hurry to jump out, isn't he? If he can't find me, Shengyi will naturally go after Napinan."

"Boss, awesome!" Rotten Tooth gave an exaggerated thumbs-up.

"How can you be the boss if you're not tall!" Budipeng laughed.

"Boss, if that guy surnamed Wang can stay in a fancy hotel, we should go too. It's not very safe over there, do they...?"

"Slap!" Budipong slapped the rotten tooth with his hand.

Rotten Tooth covered his head, looking completely bewildered.

“You…” Budipong pursed his lips, “You fucking know nothing!”

"You get out too!"

Is it that I don't want to stay in a five-star hotel?

Do you think five-star hotels are stupid, thinking they can buy safety for a few hundred dollars?
The hotel's reputation is worthless; they simply don't cater to gangsters and criminals like them. They would be refused service if they went there, and it would be a complete disgrace.

The guy surnamed Wang... he's a famous billionaire, a tycoon in clothing, audio-visual products, and entertainment. His identity is completely on a completely different level.

They're all in the same boat. Thinking about themselves and then about that guy surnamed Wang, they couldn't help but start cursing. It seems like they smuggle hundreds of millions of dollars worth of goods every year, but the lion's share is all greased up and down the chain, and it never ends up in their own hands. And that bastard Mawei Bear is trying to snatch this pittance from them!

You want to eat everything? You'll choke to death!

……

Around 9 p.m., two cars pulled up near the hotel and stopped, but no one got out.

Two or three minutes later, Hai Dazhao and his men came downstairs from the hotel. They looked around at the door before opening the car door and getting in. Zhao Kehan ​​peeked out and said, "Drive."

"Brother Dahai, the documents are here." Zhao Kehan ​​tossed over a brown paper bag.

Hai Dazhao opened the app, revealing enlarged photos of people and villas, a map, and a clearly planned escape route. Zhao Kehan ​​explained, "Napinan, a local, is involved in drug trafficking, smuggling, and human trafficking. He has more than 40 men under his command."

"Only 40 people?" Hai Dazhao looked up, his face full of surprise.

With this number of people, they could at most run a small business in Malan, Hong Kong. Do they have the guts to challenge Sheng Yi?

“These 40 people are all relatives and fellow villagers, and they all work with guns,” Zhao Kehan ​​explained. “It’s different here than in Hong Kong. The government’s management is very lax. For example, with human trafficking, do you know where they get their supplies?”

Zhao Kehan ​​answered himself: "People selling clothes and general merchandise in the market, restaurant waiters, and bartenders will just grab people directly when they find a suitable target. Do you think the person who collects the goods is someone who specializes in this line of work? No, it's probably just a truck driver who just hauls the goods away like a cargo carrier, passing them down layer by layer until they end up in their hands, and then they sell them overseas, so there's no need for so many people."

"It seems like there are no outsiders, but there are outsiders everywhere."

"It's the same when it comes to smuggling and drug trafficking. The boat captains who come here will bring goods and sell them directly to them. They then distribute the goods to other boats. The dockworkers are paid by the trip or by the month. The police are the same. Nobody cares. Even an ordinary person can do it as long as they are bold. But if they get caught, they are doomed."

"This... are the officials eating shit?" Hai Dazhao couldn't believe it. "Aren't they afraid? Aren't they afraid..."

He felt there was something wrong with it, but couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.

The mainland authorities' reach extended down to a small squad. When he arrived in Hong Kong, he felt that the British administration was very lax, and the triads had grown to the level of 100,000 people. He never imagined that this was not the lowest point...

When it came to a deal with Thailand, even the British Hong Kong government seemed to take it seriously and be responsible.

Damn it, Hai Dazhao couldn't understand it.

"Afraid of trouble from below?" Zhao Kehan ​​chuckled. "Coups are commonplace in Thailand; they're all military governments."

"I, this..." Hai Dazhao opened his mouth, but finally shook his head. "Never mind, it has nothing to do with us. Let's get to work."

"Hmm." Zhao Kehan ​​nodded, then asked somewhat casually, "The Budipon family made the horse-tailed bear, so why is our target Napinan?"

"I don't know, Jun. Well, just follow orders." Hai Dazhao shook his head.

Zhao Kehan ​​lowered his head, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

Hai Dazhao and his 10 companions fell silent and began organizing their equipment.

The equipment was brought by Zhao Kehan: 10 Type 56 assault rifles with spare magazines, all fully loaded, 10 hand grenades, but no mortars or RPGs.

These weapons were left over from when we took over Xiaopingtou. There was no one at the Bangkok branch of the gang at the pier. We used to buy guns from people who smuggled them from the Golden Triangle, and they didn't know how many times they had been passed on to us.

There's a reason why the bear wanted to expand his business in the port; without influence in Bangkok's ports, there's no future.

……

Dusit Thani Hotel.

Wang Yaotang and his group were having fun at the hotel bar, drinking, dancing, and singing. As people came and went, Lu Shaotao and his group of five disappeared into the crowd without them noticing. However, since there were so many of them, the absence of five people was not noticeable.

After leaving the hotel, we changed cars halfway and arrived at a parking lot. Soon, five modified Toyota Hiace cars came out and drove east for half an hour. After arriving at the outskirts of the Bangkok metropolitan area, we parked downstairs at the hotel we had booked in advance.

After shouting a few times on a walkie-talkie, two people came out, opened the hotel's iron gate, and the car backed in. More than 30 people quickly got into the car...

Just as Lu Shaotao and his group were pulling their men out, Zhao Kehan ​​was already close to their target location.

……

"The Napinan family's warehouse is just ahead. Most of their goods are transshipped here, but Napinan himself isn't here at night. What should we do?" Zhao Kehan's orders were to follow Hai Dazhao's command.

Hai Dazhao looked at the map and saw that the distance to his residence was not far, about 15 minutes if there was no traffic.

"Dazhi, check the watch. Take half the men to the target's house. Make your move in 20 minutes. Take no survivors."

"understood."

After turning off the headlights and stopping more than 100 meters away, Hai Dazhao picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "One last setup of the equipment."

After saying that, he put on the bulletproof vest next to him, attached the spare grenade magazine, hung the walkie-talkie on his chest, and then took out a monocular-like object from his backpack and installed it on his helmet.

Zhao Kehan's expression gradually changed, "Brother Dahai, what is this...?"

"Low-light night vision device," Hai Dazhao said without looking up.

Zhao Kehan: ? ? ?

No, it's just a fight with a bunch of gangsters, why make such a big deal out of it!
Also, where did you get this night vision device?
Even the Hong Kong Royal Police don't have this!
He bets the Thai police don't have it either!
If you do it like this...

Suddenly I felt a little sorry for them...

"What, you like it?" Hai Dazhao finished packing, looked up and smiled at Zhao Kehan, "I definitely can't give this to you, but you can ask Yao Ye, they all came from America."

Zhao Kehan ​​was taken aback. Oh right, we're in cahoots!

That's all right now! (End of Chapter)