50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 814 Intimidation
Most people who join triads on Hong Kong Island are not very educated, and expecting these uneducated people to know when to quit while they're ahead is simply a pipe dream.

In fact, with the departure of some sensible bigwigs, the vacated territory and underground profits have attracted many gang leaders who swarm to seize them like flies to blood.

Thus, a third fate emerged for triad bosses, which is also the fate of most triad leaders in Hong Kong: defying the law, remaining unrepentant, and ultimately being killed.

In those three years at the end of the century, of the 18,000 triad members arrested, 87% were sentenced, averaging more than four years of imprisonment per person in Stanley.

Those once arrogant and domineering "big brothers" are either living a comfortable retirement in Stanley or, after being released, can only make ends meet by doing odd jobs.

Besides the three outcomes mentioned above, there is a final one for the gang leaders and henchmen: scattered remnants.

After entering the 21st century, there were only about 500 members of triads left on Hong Kong Island, who continued to eke out a living by being active in entertainment venues such as nightclubs and dance halls.

But they can only engage in sporadic extortion, and they have to commit their crimes in blind spots of surveillance.

Once they show their faces, they will be captured by ubiquitous cameras, and the police will arrive at the scene within minutes.

Even if they aren't caught on the spot, they'll be thoroughly investigated in the police department's massive database.

In the 21st century, Hong Kong's triads are like rats in the street, living in constant fear and uncertainty, even worse off than ordinary people. They long to return to the era when triads were rampant, but that is no longer possible.

Because in the new century, there is no longer any institutional basis for the survival of community organizations, and ordinary people would not want to return to the life of the past.

Nowadays, you can stroll around Hong Kong Island with peace of mind, whether it's Mong Kok late at night or Yau Ma Tei at night.

The streets and alleys are equipped with 24-hour surveillance cameras, and the police respond to emergencies very quickly. The crime rate has been declining for more than a decade, making Hong Kong Island one of the safest cities in the world.

But did those scumbags in society just disappear? No, the story of the gang never ended; it just had a new script.

The disappearance of gangsters from the streets doesn't mean triads have truly vanished. When traditional methods of violence become unviable, they turn to more covert and "civilized" crimes.

In 21, an organization established a trust company and then opened accounts in many banks in the name of this company.

Over the next three years, they used these accounts to deposit a staggering 198 billion yuan of funds of dubious origin.

Then, through an extremely complex system of transfers, cryptocurrency purchases, and luxury goods shopping sprees, they make this money cleaner than your face.

This method of operation is far more covert and far more profitable than openly attacking people in the street. Of course, the police have never stopped cracking down on it.

Just two years ago, an operation codenamed "Ambush" resulted in the arrest of 82 people and the freezing of 11.3 billion yuan in funds.

In May 2025, Operation "Operation Elimination" arrested 83 people and seized flour worth HK$225 million.

In the same month, Operation Shadow struck again, arresting 129 people on a wide variety of charges.

Therefore, the story of Hong Kong Island's triads has never ended; it has simply turned a new page.

The gangsters took off their flashy shirts and put on sharp suits, replacing their machetes with keyboards and calculators.

What used to be street brawls has escalated into a full-blown battle of wits in the financial markets. The fight against triads is far from over; the battlefield has simply changed completely.
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Victoria Harbour Warehouse Area C, 12:30 PM.

Sun Zhiwei had already used his spatial ability to collect all the "robbers" who had rushed into the warehouse. Now, seeing the remaining henchmen outside screaming and fleeing the warehouse area, he didn't make a move.

He needed these people to spread the word about what happened at the warehouse, which is why Sun Zhiwei let them go.

Now that there was no one else here, he first put all the containers containing the temple's treasures back into his spatial storage.

Then they threw out the corpses of the gang leaders and elites that they had just taken away, piling them up haphazardly in the middle of the warehouse.

The blood from the mountain of corpses flowed down the slope of the warehouse, from the middle to the main gate, and then through the open gate into the sewer at the entrance.

We need to see the body; if we don't show the corpse, how can we intimidate the triads on Hong Kong Island?

But killing them won't work. Many of the club members are just there for show, only to avoid paying a few cents in sanitation fees. A little scare is enough.

What he was worried about was the police who would inevitably come to clean up the mess.

We mustn't let the grand spectacle he deliberately created be turned into a missing person case by the police, otherwise his purpose of deterring villains will be greatly diminished.

This is no joke. In a big city, it's not uncommon for a few hundred or a thousand people to go missing every year. If the people don't report it, the authorities won't investigate.

But if hundreds or thousands of people die at once, that's a serious matter; it'll probably make international headlines.

This kind of thing will almost certainly be covered up later.

Sun Zhiwei didn't really want to ruin Hong Kong's international reputation, but at the very least, he wanted the remaining members of the triad to know the truth.

That's exactly what Sun Zhiwei wanted to do; he wanted to give those who had slipped through the net a good scare.

Seeing that the scene looked like something out of a horror movie, he couldn't bear to look any longer and quickly looked away, no longer paying attention to the warehouse crime scene.

They then turned their attention to the terrified gangsters who had run away earlier.

There were tens of thousands of henchmen surrounding the dock, and they were completely baffled when they saw these people rushing out of the warehouse incoherently.

In the end, since they really couldn't figure out the situation and none of the big shots inside came out to explain, they could only select a few people to go in and check the situation.

As expected, those who were chosen to go in came out just like the others who rushed out earlier—they were all terrified and acted like they were going crazy.

However, from their few words, the underlings outside still managed to glean one thing: all the big shots who went into the warehouse were dead.

How could this be? Hearing such crazy talk, none of the underlings outside believed it, so a new batch of men was selected to go into the warehouse area to investigate again.

This time, because they were mentally prepared, a few people managed to escape, though they were terrified by the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

(End of this chapter)