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

The victims will also be punished by law...

Han Yili also found this to be outrageous!
What's outrageous is that this kind of thing actually happened; in this department, we've seen plenty of these shady dealings.

In the past, the punishment of victims only happened to ordinary people. When did it become possible for nobles and the wealthy to encounter such a thing?
What the hell!

However, neither party involved in this incident is a well-known figure in Hong Kong, and given the intensity of their conflict, the police have no right to act as peacemakers; they can only handle the matter officially!
Of course, the so-called "handling official business" doesn't mean that Xiao Jia should be punished. There will naturally be people below to take the blame, but it's still a bit embarrassing in the industry.

This was even more painful for him than killing Xiao Jia!

Ignoring the fact that they were in Han Yili's office, Xiao Jiadao was both angry and frightened. She couldn't control her temper at all and started cursing wildly to vent her anger. It took her a long time to stop, panting heavily.

Han Yili pretended not to see it and finished his coffee. Seeing that Xiao Jiali had calmed down, he rang the bell to let his secretary come in and replace the coffee.

The secretary came in, subtly gestured, and smiled at Mr. Kadoorie, saying, "Mr. Kadoorie, your security team and legal team have arrived and are downstairs."

Xiao Jia nodded. They didn't trust people of other ethnicities. Their family had its own oil stain security team, but it wasn't large and they hadn't faced any threats to their personal safety except during World War II.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and returned to his gentlemanly demeanor. He nodded to Han Yili and said, "Thank you for your help, Director Han. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm done with this busy period."

"Okay, I won't see you off. It wouldn't be good for you if the media saw this." Han Yili saw you to the door.

When the man surnamed Wang arrived, although he was eager to watch the show, he knew that if a real conflict broke out, it would cause a lot of trouble, and he didn't want to get involved.

On the other side, as soon as Xiao Jia Daoli stepped out of the elevator, she saw her security team confronting someone. They were also a group of people in black suits, but the only difference was that they were short and had buzz cuts.

Seven or eight policemen, sweating profusely, stood between the two sides. When they saw Mr. Kadoorie emerge, they breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Mr. Kadoorie is here! Make way, make way!"

The crowd parted immediately, creating a passage, and Xiao Jiali walked out with her chest out and head held high, her steps full of vigor.

He loved these moments the most, when he felt like Moses, as if he could lift his hand and split the sea in two, leading the Oil People across the sea to the land promised by God.

Just as our ancestors led the Oily people across the sea to the East, exactly as described in the Bible, this is the promised land that God gave to the Kadoorie family!
At this most exciting moment, on the other side of the sea, Wang Yaotang, dressed in a casual suit and with his hair neatly combed, strode over and raised his right hand at a 45-degree angle from a distance, "West Sea, Mr. Kadoorie, what a morning!"

Facing a group of oil-stained 'crows raising their hands' is tantamount to praising the greatness of the Chinese massacre, instantly turning Xiao Jiadaodao and the security team red-hot!

Wang Yaotang clearly saw that the eyes of several security guards were red, so he smiled even more brightly and walked with more force!

Several security guards with oil stains gritted their teeth and looked at Xiao Jia with a sense of justice.

"You, you bastard, you beast, you Nazi, you deserve to die!!" Xiao Jia could no longer tolerate it.

"Go to hell!" Several security guards stained with oil rushed forward, waving their fists.

The police officers standing in the middle looked bewildered. Why did they suddenly want to fight and kill? Are all the Kadoorie family members crazy?

Wang Yaotang took a step forward and kicked out with lightning speed. His taut thigh muscles were like steel bars. He concentrated all his strength in his foot and kicked the person in the abdomen, sending the person flying off the ground.

He sidestepped the incoming fist, took small steps forward, clenched his right fist, and bulged his muscles from under his ribs. He delivered a straight punch squarely to the oil-stained security guard's chest. In an instant, the fat and muscles collapsed inward, and the ribs made a 'crack' sound as if they could not bear the weight. As if he had been hit head-on by a hammer, his back arched and he staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A gust of wind blew behind him, and although he looked down, he couldn't completely dodge the attack. A fist grazed the back of his head, causing him to tilt slightly. Using his right foot as a pivot, Wang Yaotang drew a half-circle with his left foot to the side and back, using the Bagua You Shen Step to dodge the kick. He then swung his left arm and slammed it hard into the temple of an oily security guard.

The skull was struck hard at its weakest point, and the person instantly lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, in just three or four seconds, Wang Yaotang took down three people!
"Protect the boss!"

"Kill them!"

The crew-cut men behind them yelled and rushed up, more than 20 of them instantly engulfing the remaining 5 security guards stained with oil.

Looking at the security guard lying at his feet, clutching his lower abdomen in pain and turning purple, unable to utter a sound, Xiao Jiadao instantly thought of the time when Wang Yaotang killed the Japanese boxing champion in the ring. He had witnessed it with his own eyes!
Looking up, I met Wang Yaotang's gaze. It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over my head. Xiao Jiali thought to herself, "He deliberately provoked me. He wants to kill me!"

The thought arose, and Xiao Jiali retreated in terror, her face ashen.

I'm over 50 years old. If someone punches me, won't I be sent to meet God?
"Stop it, don't fight anymore!"

The police finally realized what was happening and rushed over.

"You'll kill someone if you do that!"

“You all saw it, right? It was Xiao Jia Daoli who had the security guards attack me.” Wang Yaotang grabbed the highest-ranking officer at the scene, a senior superintendent. “Damn it, he ran a red light, seriously injured one of my men, and that wasn’t enough. Now he’s organized people to attack me.”

Senior Superintendent Wei Xingye's face was grim. He gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Yaotang. Although he didn't understand what was wrong with the way he greeted him just now, there was definitely something wrong with it. He didn't eat pork offal soup!

It was clear that Xiao Jia and the security guards were both enraged.

But this isn't the internet age decades from now. Who in Asia cares about this? They're just a tiny, insignificant nation. Who the hell cares about their pain points?

Knowing it was useless, the reality was that Kadoorie's security suddenly attacked Wang Yaotang, which led to a conflict. Wang Yaotang was acting entirely in self-defense.

He was unarmed, acting in self-defense, and only struck once; it's impossible to even accuse him of excessive self-defense.

The chaos lasted for more than a minute before the crowd was separated. Kadoorie's security guards, covered in oil stains, were lying on the ground, twitching slightly, clearly seriously injured.

Wei Xingye only regretted that time could not be turned back. Even if he jumped off the building and fell into the hospital, no one would come to deal with this matter.

A major brawl broke out at the Hong Kong Royal Police Headquarters, leaving multiple people seriously injured... What a mess!

Sinkhole!

The kind that has no bottom!

This time, there's no need for the police to arrest anyone. They're right there on the scene, and both sides even brought their own legal teams. They'll just be detained and dealt with immediately!
He was efficient, but Wei Xingye's face was extremely gloomy. It's over!

Wang Yaotang patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "What are you afraid of? At most, you can quit and come to Umbrella Security Company, where the pay will be doubled!"

Wei Xingye's expression became incredibly complex; he was momentarily unsure whether to thank Boss Wang for his generosity or to unleash a torrent of curses that would ruin his career.

After a long pause, she grinned, a mixture of laughter and tears in her eyes, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

……

The reporters outside had no idea what was happening inside. They had been informed by their informants that something big was going to happen here. They had just seen Wang Yaotang's bulletproof Cadillac go in, so they waited patiently, but they never expected that an ambulance would rush in with a 'whoosh' sound.

"Take this, is something really serious?"

"No one's dead, is there? This is police headquarters!"

"Maybe, maybe. The little God of Wealth just went in."

"I can't help but laugh when you mention the Little God of Wealth. Wherever he goes, death and injury follow." A reporter suddenly burst out laughing.

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding reporters scattered, leaving him alone, and all looked at him with strange eyes.

"I...I didn't mean that!" The quick-tongued reporter panicked, waving his hands frantically, "Feed me peanuts, feed me peanuts!"

Reporters: You should tell that to the King of Hell!

……

"Director, a fight has broken out!" the secretary exclaimed in a flurry.

"What, they've really started fighting?" Han Yili stood up with a smile, wanting to ask, "Was it exciting?"

He disliked Wang Yaotang and they had some conflicts, but he was just following orders and didn't have any real principles.

Those who make knives are not far from their doom once they take a stance.

"Five people were seriously injured, and Wang Yaotang personally injured three of them. Their injuries are very serious, Director!" The secretary said in a deep voice, his lips twitching. "Hiss—" Han Yili gasped, scratching his chin. "That Wang guy seems arrogant, but he's actually full of scheming. What's going on?"

"He made a crow gesture at Kadoorie," the secretary said, trying not to laugh.

"Fuck you!" Han Yili chuckled darkly. "I'm anti-Nazi, but... well, this... ku... ku ku ku..."

Oil stains are disgusting wherever they get on you. There are people who like them, but very few.

"Okay, this is hell. How did that guy surnamed Wang know about this gesture?"

Anti-Nazi does not mean supporting the oil smear. The United States did not join the Berne Convention until 1989, and the media in various countries began to publicize the oil smear after 1990.

"Do you want to go take a look?" the secretary asked.

Han Yili shook his head without hesitation, "No, no, no, let them handle it according to the normal procedure."

……

"One died. The hospital just called. He had a broken rib that pierced his heart and died as soon as he arrived at the hospital. Of the other two, one had a ruptured intestine and was leaking feces all over his stomach. They'll definitely have to open his abdomen to remove the feces. The last one's temple collapsed."

Assistant Chief of the Criminal Investigation Department, Cabel, grinned. "Morton, this matter can only be handled by your Major Crimes Unit."

Morton opened his mouth, then reluctantly agreed.

“Don’t worry, there’s CCTV footage at the scene, the facts are clear, and obtaining evidence shouldn’t be difficult.” After offering a reassuring remark, Cabel asked hesitantly, “What do you think about this…”

“If an individual’s property and other rights are being protected from unlawful infringement, and the actions taken to stop such infringement cause harm to the infringer, it is considered legitimate self-defense and does not incur criminal liability.” Morton thought for a moment and said, “He only struck once, knocking the other person down, without causing secondary injury, so it can be said that it fully meets the conditions for self-defense.”

"But whether it constitutes excessive self-defense needs to be argued by a lawyer in court; I cannot make a judgment."

“Well, he went too far,” Cabel shrugged. “Hopefully he’s alright.”

With so many private collaborations, Wang Yaotang is a good person!

……

"What do you mean? Do you know what you're saying? He killed someone!" Xiao Jia's neck veins bulged as she pointed at the lawyer in front of her, spitting all over his face. "He also tried to kill me, and now you're telling me that even a lawsuit won't get him convicted?"

“Mr. Kadoorie, I know your security guard has passed away, but please calm down,” Derek Jones said, taking two steps back and frowning.

“Calm down, tell me to calm down! He made that sodium-slick gesture at me! He’s a complete sodium-slicker! He’s provoking the entire oil-slicked tribe!” Little Jia shouted hoarsely.

"He accuses you of instigating your men to attack him and make threats against him because you were unhappy with his acquisition of CLP Power shares." Derek Jones once again took a step back to avoid further controversy.

"Shameless, bastard, vermin, deserve... deserve..." Xiao Jiadao's face turned a deep liver color as she clutched her chest and fell backward.

Derek Jones's eyes widened instantly, and he took two steps forward to reach out and pull her up. Little Kadoorie's secretary also rushed forward to support her.

"Go call an ambulance!"

"The police station should have first-aid supplies and personnel, go and call them!" Derek Jones shouted at his deputy, turning around abruptly.

His provocative words were meant to plant a seed of difficulty in Xiao Jia's mind, so that if things didn't go well, she wouldn't blame him for his incompetence. But he never expected it would cause her to have a heart attack.

He's an Englishman, how could he not empathize? That's too fragile!
It's just a simple gesture, if you really love it that much, why don't you respond with a kiss?
The police station was in chaos. After taking nitroglycerin, he was immediately sent to the hospital, and the police later granted him bail.

……

"He can get bail but I can't?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

Morton sighed helplessly, "Yes!"

Wang Yaotang burst into laughter.

"Aren't you afraid that the court will find you guilty in the end?" Morton asked in a low voice.

"What's there to be afraid of? I don't believe the jury members are all born from rocks, or that they're all lackeys of the greasy people, willing to have their whole families turned into animal feed rather than stand up to me." Wang Yaotang sneered.

Morton lowered his head and rubbed his temples. "I'm a police officer, a chief superintendent of the Criminal Investigation Department. Isn't it a bit much to say to my face that I'm going to turn someone's whole family into animal feed?"

Do you even know what "the rich are above the law" means? If it weren't for that, who the hell would be involved in capitalism!

Bernie Madoff, Ivan Bosky, Michael Milken, Kenneth Leigh... Over the years, there have been many wealthy people imprisoned in the United States, but they have all been involved in financial cases.

Imprisonment for assault or murder?
nonexistent!

They can eat people, and they're still fine!
Besides, he was acting in self-defense, so why should he worry?

"As long as you're confident in your mind." What could Morton do?
Of course, I pretended not to hear it.

The paperwork was completed, and all the crew-cut guys who had just started the fight were released on bail. It was just assault, nothing serious...

He swaggered out of the headquarters lobby, and the reporters outside rushed up in a 'whoosh'. He'd finally come out!
"Mr. Wang, may I ask..."

"No need to ask, no need to ask." Wang Yaotang raised his hand and pressed down.

The 40-inch-haired man set up two layers of police tape, and the reporters suddenly became orderly.

"Something happened today that I, as a Chinese person, find deeply abhorrent. This morning, the Kadoorie family, known for their charitable and civilized practices, ran a red light and collided with a car belonging to one of their companies, resulting in my employee being seriously injured and hospitalized. As the boss, I went to the police station to understand the case and encountered Mr. Kadoorie on the first floor. I went up to greet him, intending to discuss the accident, but who knew..."

Wang Yaotang looked around with a heavy expression. "Xiao Jiadao, who often appears in public under the guise of charity, actually hurled insults at me, calling me a 'bastard,' a 'beast,' and 'deserving to die,' and even ordered his security guards to attack me!"

A group of reporters looked at Wang Yaotang, who was raising his hands and loudly accusing him, with strange expressions: Do you want to hear what you're saying?
Did that old man have someone attack you in person?
Does he have Alzheimer's disease?

Who in Hong Kong doesn't know you can fight?

Seeing that the reporters had no reaction, Wang Yaotang raised his voice and shouted, "He had someone attack me! Reporters, there's CCTV footage to prove it!"

Reporter: So Xiao Jia really does have Alzheimer's!
"I also believe this matter is directly related to my acquisition of shares in CLP Power on the stock market!"

"Wow—" The reporters on the scene finally perked up.

"Yes, I will soon be making a bid for CLP Power."

"Chong Hwa Power, the name of China Power is ridiculous. It's controlled by oily capital, and apart from retail investors, there are no Chinese shareholders. How can it be called China Power?"

"It controls the power supply in Kowloon, the New Territories, and the outlying islands, but the Chinese, who are the main ethnic group in Hong Kong, have no influence over the company. How can we ensure the continuous, safe, stable, and reliable supply of electricity during this period?"

"As a Hong Kong citizen, I have questions about this. Is there a problem with Chinese capital participating in the management and ensuring the power supply? There is no problem!"

"Perhaps this thwarted some people's nefarious schemes and threatened the interests of certain forces, which is why they harbored great malice towards me and launched an attack!"

"Does this mean that oil stains can cause capital to do whatever it wants?"

"Is this still Hong Kong? Is this still a Hong Kong for Chinese people?"

"This kind of banditry reminds me of more than a hundred years ago, when the Sassoon family monopolized the opium trade. In order to better sell opium to the Chinese, the British East India Company was established under the operation of the Sassoon family. It was at this time that the Kadoorie family was brought to Hong Kong by the Sassoon family, and subsequently occupied Hong Kong, turning it into a colony and turning all of us Chinese into colonists. I don't need to tell you what happened after that, do I?"

Wang Yaotang shrugged, while a reporter's lips twitched.

Is this even newsworthy?
The Sassoon family spearheaded the creation of HSBC, which is now the leading financial institution in Hong Kong. You dare to say that, but we dare not report it!
Even if we dared to report it, the newspaper wouldn't dare to approve our article!
Seeing the group of reporters shrink back, Wang Yaotang shrugged and waved his hand, "You have to report the truth!"

Having said that, he ignored any further questions from reporters, got into his car under the escort of security, and drove away. (End of Chapter)