Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 183 Rich people value their lives; they have no reason to risk their lives against us.

Martin tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes fixed on Wen Jiasheng with a judgmental gaze.

However, Wen Jiasheng was not guilty. Over the years, as an MI6 agent, Martin felt that his greatest strength was his accurate shooting.

But only Wen Jiasheng himself knew that his greatest strength was his mental fortitude, which was unmatched by most people.

The fact that he managed to save his life from He Yaozong is the most compelling and irrefutable proof!

"Sir, do you still remember when you asked me to go to Thailand to investigate Yan Xiong's background?"

I was doing freelance work in Thailand at the time, and that's how I met that local tycoon.

Following the ideas provided by He Yaozong, Wen Jiasheng embellished the story and told Martin about a non-existent connection between himself and Yan Runli.

This immediately piqued Martin's even greater interest.

Two thousand US dollars?

He kept repeating the number, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Wen, do you know how much the Far East Science and Technology Institute's annual operating budget is?"

"No...don't know..."

"That's right, Wen. Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?"

"Sir, didn't you say that I shouldn't bring up things that aren't related to the mission and bother you?"

"No, no, no, I can tell you that the activity funding that our Far East Science and Technology can get in a year is not even a fraction of twenty million US dollars!"
Damn it, as the head of the Far East Section, I even have to rack my brains every day to raise enough funds for activities.

Raising enough funds for us is, in a way, contributing our own strength to completing the mission!

Wen Jiasheng straightened his back; he knew what he should say now.

“Sir, this is just the initial contact.”

That Thai man is named Yan Runli, and he controls most of the underground businesses in Bangkok's Chinatown.

As far as I know, he has a stockpile of weapons in Africa that he urgently needs to sell.

A brief silence fell over the office.

Martin got up and walked to the window, looking down at the panoramic view of Hong Kong Island below Victoria Peak.

From this vantage point, he could see the towering skyscrapers of Central, the busy ships in Victoria Harbour, and the Kowloon Peninsula faintly visible in the distance.

The city's wealth and power seemed to be laid bare before our eyes.

But in this place, not a single corner belongs to me...

"Wen, I need you to help me dig out more information about Yan Runli."

Martin suddenly turned around, his eyes gleaming with greed: "But not in the name of MI6!"

Wen Jiasheng felt a pang of anxiety, but remained outwardly calm.

What do you mean?

“Yan Xiong has been living in seclusion in Bangkok’s Chinatown for many years and has close ties with local forces. Let him act as an intermediary to find out about Yan Runli’s background.”

"But Yan Xiong has been retired for so many years, I'm afraid he..."

"He will."

Martin interrupted Wen Jiasheng with a cold laugh: "Back then, he relied on Great Britain to amass wealth in Hong Kong and ran away with countless banknotes!"

"Letting him spend a million pounds to buy his life is far too lenient on me!"

Wen Jiasheng immediately stood up straight and forced his right hand to give Martin a less-than-perfect military salute.

"Yes Sir!"

That afternoon, Qiu Gang'ao received a call from Wen Jiasheng at Bijia Mountain.

After receiving the call from Wen Jiasheng, Qiu Gangao immediately passed the information on to He Yaozong.

"Boss, the fish has taken the bait!"

He Yaozong gently blew away the steam from the tea and spoke calmly.

"Don't believe Wen Jiasheng's words too much, but the play still has to go on!"

Call Thailand and instruct Yan Runli to fully cooperate with us to make this a success.

……

Bangkok's Chinatown.

Yan Runli stood in the office of a nightclub, looking down at the street through one-way glass.

Chinatown was brightly lit and bustling with activity at dusk.

"Mr. Yan, Detective Yan has arrived."

When his subordinate came in to report, Yan Runli's serious expression immediately disappeared, replaced by a smile.

"Invite him in!"

When Yan Xiong entered the office, he was noticeably more reserved than the last time they met.

He was wearing a slightly worn but neat Tang suit, leaning on an ebony cane, his eyes flickering.

"Detective Yan, I'm so sorry for disturbing your rest last night!"

Yan Runli warmly greeted him and personally pulled out a chair for Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong forced a smile, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Ever since Yan Runli visited him at his residence last night and mentioned the Sixth Military Intelligence Bureau, he had a vague feeling that his peaceful life was not going to last long.

But he didn't expect his peaceful life to be disrupted so quickly. In less than a day, MI6 called his home again!
"Mr. Yan, I've come to see you today because there are some things I'd like to ask you about."

"It's rare that Detective Yan is so thoughtful as to take the initiative to come and have a cup of tea with me."

"Ask me anything, and I, Yan Runli, will answer to the best of my knowledge!"

Yan Xiong pondered for a moment, then lowered his voice: "I heard that Mr. Yan has a batch of weapons stockpiled in Africa?"

Yan Runli's smile gradually faded, and his eyes sharpened.

He replied with a forced smile, "Detective Yan, you can't joke like that!"

"I, Yan Runli, run legitimate businesses. Nightclubs, bars, gold shops—what business doesn't make money? Why would I go into the arms trade?"

Yan Xiong spoke again after Yan Runli finished explaining.

“Mr. Yan, there’s no need to be nervous. I have been grateful for your care all these years since I arrived in Thailand.”

Although I, Yan Xiong, am not as glorious as I used to be, I still have disciples and former officials all over the world, and I know people from all walks of life.

If Mr. Yan has any difficulties, perhaps I can help!

It's no secret in Chinatown that the batch of weapons Yan Runli purchased in the Golden Triangle was stockpiled in Africa.

Seeing that Yan Xiong had spoken frankly, Yan Runli simply stopped pretending.

"Thank you for your trouble, Detective Yan, but I've already had someone take care of this problem."

"Oh?"

Yan Xiong asked casually, "I wonder who has such great abilities to manage relationships in Africa?"

"It's Ho Yiu-chung from Hong Kong Island!"

"His influence extends all the way to Africa?!"

Yan Xiong was greatly shocked, his words filled with disbelief.

If what Yan Runli said is true, and He Yaozong was able to manage relationships with African warlords, then there is only one explanation—the powerful backer behind He Yaozong has far exceeded his imagination…

"No, that's not it. Mr. He encountered a small problem in Thailand before, and I helped him solve it."

In return for my kindness, knowing that I was having trouble with my business, he offered to take over the deal.

He plans to pay me the remaining balance for the arms deal in cash; now the deal is his!

"So much money? Just sent to Thailand like that?"
Aren't you going through the banking route?

"Detective Yan is joking. Drug lords in the Golden Triangle only accept cash when shipping their goods, let alone in the arms trade."

"I see, but I'll say something I shouldn't."

Detective Yan, don't trust strangers too easily before you see real gold and silver!

Faced with Yan Xiong's persuasion, Yan Runli immediately put on a grateful expression.

Unfortunately, he didn't intend to continue the conversation with him on this topic.

By partially concealing the truth, leaving Yan Xiong with more room for imagination, and letting him go back to report to Martin, He Yaozong considered his task complete.

"Well, it's not convenient to talk about this with Detective Yan any further."

By the way, the Bangkok Police Department wants to hire a consultant to manage the security of our Chinatown.

"Detective Yan, you've also worked as a detective. Would you be interested in going to the police station and offering some pointers?"

Yan Xiong quickly waved his hand: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Yan, but I have been retired for so many years, and I no longer think about showing off."

I'm so sorry to have bothered you tonight and been of no help whatsoever!

"Detective Yan, you're too kind. I'm extremely grateful for your kind intentions!"

As Yan Runli spoke, he patted Yan Xiong's hand, a sly glint in his eyes.

Yan Xiong, however, did not understand his meaning. After chatting about some trivial matters, he leaned on his cane and took his leave.

That night, Yan Xiong called Hong Kong Island to report to Martin what he knew.

Martin, on the other end of the phone, became even more eager after learning that He Yaozong had indeed partnered with Yan Runli on a batch of arms deals, and that the transactions were being paid in cash.

"Detective Yan, you can now enjoy your retirement in Thailand."

You did a great job! Far East Science and Technology will never bother you again!

“Mr. Martin, you said the same thing five years ago!”

Although Yan Xiong was displeased, he didn't have any good solutions and could only vent his dissatisfaction by saying such a thing.

Martin chuckled lightly, didn't say anything more, and hung up the phone directly.

Martin then immediately ordered a halt to all assassination attempts against Ho Yiu-chung.

He wouldn't allow anything to happen to Ho Yiu-chung before he intercepted the $20 million cash deal.
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Kwai Chung Container Terminal 3

Wearing a baseball cap and a mask, Zhang Shih-hao stood in the shadows of the containers, observing the activity on the dock. His three accomplices were scattered around, posing as stevedores.

"Brother Hao, it's confirmed. The Li family's car will arrive in ten minutes!"

Ah Xun walked over and whispered something to him.

Zhang Shih-hao nodded, but still asked, "Are you sure? If we alert them, it won't be so easy to make a move later!"

"There's no mistake, the ship that came from Australia tonight is carrying a batch of custom-made building materials that are worth a lot of money. Li Zeju must personally sign for them!"

Zhang Shih-hao glanced at his watch; it was 9:15 PM.

"Remember, you have to be quick!"

Zhang Shih-hao gave his final instructions: "After you get the person, set sail for Cheung Chau Island immediately!"
I had Jin Feng prepare a celebratory drink for us over there. Tonight is our first deal done independently, and we absolutely cannot afford any mistakes!

"understand!"

Ah Xun nodded solemnly, then waved to his accomplices to take their positions and wait for Li Zeju's arrival.

Practice makes perfect, and this wasn't the first time these men, led by Qiu Gang'ao, had kidnapped people under their leadership.

But unlike before, where intelligence and action plans were arranged by Qiu Gang'ao and his group, they only needed to mechanically follow the plan.

This plan was entirely devised by Zhang Shih-hao, and frankly, some people weren't sure whether it was reliable or not.

In the distance, a convoy of black Mercedes-Benz cars slowly drove into the dock.

Zhang Shih-hao took a deep breath and cocked his pistol.

The convoy stopped at Pier 6, and several bodyguards got out of their cars to stand guard.

Then, a middle-aged man in a dark blue suit stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz in the middle; it was Li Zeju.

"action!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhang Shih-hao gave an order almost without hesitation, and everyone immediately took their positions.

In an instant, all the lights on the dock went out.

In the darkness, after a few muffled shots from silenced pistols, the bodyguards fell to the ground.

Zhang Shih-hao rushed forward and covered Li Ze-ju's mouth and nose with a handkerchief soaked in anesthetic.

As this was his first business deal, Zhang Shih-hao set an example by himself, confident that he had done everything flawlessly.

Even the dosage of the anesthetic was verified and verified repeatedly.

He didn't want to harm Li Zeju's life; he wanted to build his reputation in the industry.

He needed to let other wealthy people know that as long as they obediently paid money, their lives would not be seriously threatened if they fell into his hands, Zhang Shih-hao's, hands.
"go!"

After drugging Li Zeju, Zhang Shih-hao did not hesitate at all.

Several henchmen put away their guns and stepped forward, carrying Li Zeju towards a large aircraft that was already prepared next to the dock.

The others quickly cleaned up the body of the bodyguard lying on the ground. In less than two minutes, everyone successfully completed the plan!
When the dock's backup power came on and the lights came back on, the area was already deserted.

Only a few shell casings and one of Li Zeju's leather shoes remained on the ground.

……

"Young Master Li, you're finally awake?"

On a secluded bay on Cheung Chau Island, the moon and stars were few.

When Li Zeju vaguely opened his eyes, a slightly teasing voice immediately entered his ears.

Startled awake, Li Zeju looked around and immediately found himself locked in an iron cage, his mouth taped shut, and all that was left on him was his underwear.

Looking outside the iron cage, a man with slicked-back hair and a wide smile was looking at him mockingly.

Li Zeju was immediately horrified!
He knew, of course, that he had been kidnapped, but what frightened him even more was that the kidnappers were so brazen that they hadn't even covered their faces.

Does this mean they'll kill me?!
"woo woo woo woo……"

Li Zeju shook his head frantically, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhang Shih-hao simply sat cross-legged on the sand and gestured for Li Ze-ju to be quiet.

He then said, "Mr. Li, please calm down. I can assure you that your life will not be in danger."

Li Zeju's eyes widened, but he still fell silent.

He was panting heavily, not daring to look up at Zhang Shih-hao again.

"Ah Xun, go and untie the tape for Mr. Li. I want to talk to him."

Seeing that Li Zeju had quieted down, Zhang Shihao immediately snapped his fingers.

"Behave yourself. If you dare to shout or yell, I'll blow your head off!"

The two men, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, after threatening each other with words, Ah Xun immediately took the tape off Li Zeju's mouth.

Then Zhang Shih-hao pointed to his nose.

"Take a good look at me. I wonder if Mr. Li recognizes who I am?"

Upon hearing Zhang Shih-hao's words, Li Zeju subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Zhang Shih-hao a few more times.

A moment later, he suddenly remembered and recognized the guy as Zhang Shih-hao, who had robbed the armored truck at Kai Tak Airport years ago!

He nodded subconsciously at first, then, as if remembering something, he quickly and frantically shook his head!
"Young Master Li, your life is worth more than that of an ordinary person."

You don't need to be so afraid, I wouldn't have the heart to kill you!

Zhang Shih-hao's smile faded as he continued.

"Now that I've done it, I'm not afraid of being recognized by you."

I'll call your dad in a bit; I need to talk to him about the ransom in person!

If your father pays the ransom in full, I guarantee you'll be safe and sound.

"If he dares to call the police, it's not just that I'll fall into their hands, but you'll be finished too!"

Although the tape over his mouth had been removed, Li Zeju was still too terrified to speak, and could only nod frantically to indicate that he would cooperate.

Seeing the dignified young master of the Li family acting this way in front of him, Zhang Shih-hao couldn't help but feel even more smug.

He beckoned to Ah Xun to return the cell phone that Li Zeju always carried, and then gestured for Li Zeju to dial Li Jiacheng's number.

Li Zeju dared not delay, took the phone, and dialed Li Jiacheng's number with trembling hands.

The phone rang only twice before it was answered.

"Dad..."

"Stop talking, I know everything!"

Before Li Zeju could speak, Li Jiacheng's deep voice came through the receiver.

"Give them the phone, I'll talk to them about the ransom!"

Li Zeju's lips parted slightly, and then he looked up at Zhang Shihao.

Zhang Shih-hao didn't say much, but snatched the phone from Li Ze-ju's hand with a cold smile and slowly brought it to his ear.

"Li Daheng is really straightforward! I love dealing with people like you!"

"Friends, let's cut to the chase. We're all in this for the money, so let's not cause any deaths."

"How much ransom do you want? How should I deliver it to you? Give me instructions, and I'll do it right away!"

Seeing that Li Jiacheng spoke so readily, Zhang Shih-hao couldn't help but feel great.

“Many things cannot be explained over the phone. Since Mr. Li is sincere, I can also guarantee your son’s personal safety!”
"How about this, Mr. Li, could you spare some time tonight? I'll come to your house and we can discuss the ransom."

Even the well-informed Li Jiacheng was stunned.

"Are you crazy? You really think this is a legitimate business?!"

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Li. You didn't call the police, did you?"

"That's not true!"

"That's settled then. You didn't call the police, and I had no intention of harming your young master's life. What's wrong with us talking face to face?"

Li Jiacheng took a deep breath on the other end of the phone.

"Although I didn't call the police, there were police everywhere around my place!"

You know what's been going on these past few days. My villa is surrounded by people. Your presence would be too conspicuous and inevitably arouse the suspicion of the police!

"It's rare that Mr. Li would actually consider my feelings, but I must have a talk with you in person tonight!"

Mr. Li, if you feel there's no point in continuing the conversation, then we can end the call now!

"Wait!"

Li Jiacheng couldn't help but feel anxious. He sighed and then spoke.

"That's settled then. I'll send someone to meet you at the back of Deep Water Bay at 10 p.m.

"Anything is negotiable, just don't make things difficult for my son!"

"A word is settled!"

Zhang Shih-hao hung up the phone with a smile, and for a moment looked at Li Ze-ju with the same gaze he would give a rare and precious treasure.

Ah Xun, however, approached with some concern.

"Brother Hao, is it really necessary to take such a risk?"
Going to the Li family to negotiate with Li Jiacheng in person is too dangerous!

Zhang Shih-hao rolled his eyes at Ah-hsun, then replied dismissively.

"What do you know? We're not doing short-term business. This time, we're determined to make a name for ourselves!"

These tycoons have their own circles, and even if they don't report it to the police, what I do will still circulate within those circles.

"Once I've built up a reputation, these tycoons will all know that I, Zhang Shih-hao, keep my word. If they ever fall into my hands, I'm not afraid they won't pay the ransom!"

Ah Xun was still puzzled: "But Brother Hao, what if someone calls the police? What if these tycoons team up to retaliate?"

Zhang Shih-hao immediately slapped Ah-xun on the head, his face full of disappointment and frustration.

"Then you should definitely go and see Li Jiacheng. You need to let them know that we are not to be trifled with, and that we are more wicked than anyone else!"
They dare to retaliate. As long as we have one brother left, we will find a way to get revenge.

Rich people value their lives; they don't have the guts to risk their lives against us, nor is it worth it, understand?!

(End of this chapter)