Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 173 The Way of the King

When Le Huizhen returned home, she asked Wang Dao with great concern:
"Honey, is the situation with Hung Hing in a bad way?"

Wang Dao was completely bewildered.

"Hung Hing is in trouble? How come I didn't know?"

Le Huizhen explained:

"Today, the Hong Kong Island Regional Headquarters asked me to do a special program about the crackdown on triads."

"I followed the police to raid several venues and arrested a lot of gangsters."

"According to the investigator in charge, this is the territory of Chan Yiu, the Tiger of Hung Hing in Wan Chai."

Wang Dao was taken aback:
"Chen Yao's place was raided?"

Le Huizhen nodded repeatedly, saying with concern:
"Isn't Chen Yao one of the leaders of Hung Hing?"

"This police operation is very aggressive and will likely deal a huge blow to Hung Hing."

Wang Dao countered with a question:
"What does it have to do with us that his venue in Wan Chai was raided?"

Le Huizhen was stunned.

Wang Dao chuckled lightly:
"Wife, remember this: your husband is always a legitimate businessman, not some shady gangster."

"The world of martial arts is vast, and the only people truly connected to us are Kun's faction."

"Aren't you well-informed?"

"Then tell me, have Kun's men been affected?"

Le Huizhen shook her head.

How could Liang Kun's people be affected?
They could earn millions a month just by running brothels on two streets in Mong Kok.

Should we pursue other traditional businesses?

That would be a thankless task.

Aside from those two streets, Liang Kun's business is Qiankun Film and Television Company, which is a legitimate business.

If those foreigners dare to come and inspect, a complaint will make them regret it.

Le Huizhen said with delight:

"So I was worrying for nothing?"

Wang Daowen said gently:
"It's a good thing that you're worried about me. How can you say that your worry was in vain?"

"But you can ask me later if you need to worry."

Le Huizhen immediately relaxed:

"Honey, I need to go back to my parents' house."

Wang Daoqi said:

Did your parents call you?

Le Huizhen chuckled:
"No, but didn't you top up my savings account?"

"I'm planning to go back and get my parents a bigger house."

Wang Dao nodded:
"Of all virtues, filial piety is the most important, which is a good thing."

“In this way, you pay half and I pay half, so that I can show my filial piety.”

Le Huizhen hugged Wang Dao and said happily:

"It's good that you have the intention, but you don't need to."

"To be honest, my secret stash of money was given to me by you."

“I won’t get them a 10,000-square-foot mansion, just 1,000 square feet will do.”

"That way we won't have to go through such a hardship to get home."

Wang Dao thought for a moment and said:

"A thousand square feet is still too little. Let's say 1,500 square feet. That way, there will be more rooms and they will be bigger."

"If a bedroom can't have three sides exposed to the ground, can it even be called a bedroom?"

"You only need to pay half, I'll pay the other half."

"However, I have something to do today, so I won't be able to go home with you."

Le Huizhen pulled Wang Dao towards the bedroom, and Wang Dao asked in surprise:

"what are you doing?"

Le Huizhen's eyes were alluring:
"You have work to do tonight, so I won't be coming back. I'll sleep with Huihui tonight."

"So that you won't go off to philander when I'm not around, you'd better pay your dues first."

Wang Dao laughed heartily:

"Yes, I'd love to!"

So the two of them started their passionate lovemaking without even returning to the bedroom, and it's unclear when they finally stopped.

Wang Dao grew increasingly satisfied with Le Huizhen, even though she couldn't cook.

But it's no big deal, it's just eating at a restaurant.

It's not like their family can't afford it!
The two even had time to take a bath together before sending her away.

It's really worth it to make my wife so happy with just a little money.

Wang Dao took out a can of beer and slowly drank it, waiting for midnight to arrive.

When midnight arrived, Wang Dao immediately checked the intelligence system.

① Jiang Tiansheng realized that his worries were wrong. Liang Kun had no intention of challenging him and would not covet his position. He was eager to repair his relationship with Liang Kun.

Wang Dao shook his head.

It's not that Jiang Tiansheng was slow to realize this; after all, he was targeting Liang Kun from the beginning, so he would naturally be wary of him.

After all, a guilty conscience needs no accuser!
It's not enough to fully realize this now.

Now it depends on Chiang Tin-sang's performance. If he doesn't perform well, although Leung Kwan won't become the leader of Hung Hing, it's not impossible for him to be promoted to the position!

② Tung Sing's Ah Ben and Camel conspired, believing that the foreigners' targeting of Hung Hing was a ploy to achieve their own ends. The two decided that if Hung Hing really couldn't hold on, they would contact other triads to take over Hung Hing, trying to prevent Tung Sing from becoming the second Hung Hing.

Old fox!
This is Wang Dao's assessment of the two.

In particular, after Ah Ben's failed attempt to join forces with Jiang Tiansheng to form the Great Dragon and Phoenix, he decisively went into hiding, making it impossible for anyone to find his hiding place.

They only step forward when things become clear.

A top-tier old fox... or rather, a turtle-like player.

Wang Dao stroked his chin. This method of protecting one's life is something any martial artist should learn.

Unfortunately, people in the martial arts world are often not in control of their own destiny. Where else can one find someone like Ah Ben with such advantages?

First and foremost, being able to deceive the gangsters is something many people cannot do.

The camel is also a fox; apart from being a bit short-tempered, it's practically perfect.

Wang Dao continued reading and finally found the information he was looking for.
④ James was very satisfied with the operation he had launched. So far, he had not found any voices against him in the police station, and he was full of confidence for the next step.

Wang Dao sneered, "Now that you're in the intelligence system, all your secrets will be revealed to me."

⑤ James lives in apartment 201, Block 7 of a high-end residential complex in Repulse Bay. He only returns there to sleep at 2 AM every day. The residents are all foreigners. The host will need to disguise himself when entering.

Wang Dao chuckled.

Isn't this it?
Disguise?

It seems I've acquired a disguise technique, but I haven't had a chance to use it until now.

⑥Sai B has a secret room in a unit in Sham Shui Po. It contains Sai B's treasure, his personal treasury, which even his wife is unaware of. The host can use it at will.

Huh? Did that rocket sent by my friend B arrive?

That's really great!

⑦ After Sai B's death, the position of head of Tsz Wan Shan became vacant. Chiang Tin-sang was not comfortable using Sai B's subordinates, so he planned to bring back E-Mian from the Netherlands to take over as head of Tsz Wan Shan.

Yi Mian (a type of noodle)?

Wang Dao is full of questions.

Who is this guy?
Shouldn't Jiang Tiansheng have let Xi B's godson, Dao Younan, take over?

It seems that those fragments from past lives all say the same thing, right?
Who the hell is this?

⑧ Ekin Cheng, also known as Yi-Mian, is one of the top fighters in Hung Hing. His mentor is the Dutch veteran Wah Tung, and his trusted subordinates are Siu-Chun (Lau Siu-Chun), Sai-Chiu (Wong Chiu-Yeung), Sing-Jai, and Chiu-Wai (Yeung Chiu-Wai).

Wang Dao had a strange expression on his face.

Suddenly he remembered something: it seemed that after Ekin Cheng played the role of a gangster in his previous life, Cowman explicitly stated that they were not real gangsters.

The Daoist Nan created by Niu Lao was based on the appearance of Liu Tianwang with eagle nose, while Zhao Shanhe was based on the appearance of Mr. Liu, a kind-hearted citizen.

Was it really him?
really interesting!
But what does this have to do with me?
⑨ Lok Wai-chun spent one million to buy her parents a 1,500-square-foot luxury house in Sham Shui Po. The family was very satisfied with their son-in-law, Wang Dao.

Ok?
The money was spent by Lok Wai-chun, shouldn't we thank Lok Wai-chun?

My parents-in-law are so open-minded!

⑩ Big D wants to run for the position of head of Hetu. He has been hosting banquets for many of his uncles these past few days, but the feedback he received has left him disheartened.

Big D still won't give up!

Wang Dao expressed his understanding, for the leader of the number one gang in the world, what he longed for most was the position of the chief of staff.

The election is held every two years, and theoretically, at least three people can sit in this position within ten years. With such great power as Big D, if he doesn't take this position, he would be embarrassed to even greet people when he goes out.

This was his obsession, but unfortunately... those old foxes in Hetu wouldn't let him do it.

What about HeTu? HeTu is about to disintegrate, and you still want to sit in that position?
It would be safer to just go for a new winning streak.

Wang Dao was delighted. In any case, in his previous life, no matter where Da D went, he never forgot to mess with his new and winning streak.

Let alone Big D, even Wang Dao, when watching the reruns of "Empresses in the Palace," always thought that Zhen Huan would pull out a Gatling gun and sweep everyone away or ride off on a motorcycle the next second.

Slicing is harmful!
Looking at the time, Wang Dao prepared to leave. He went to his bedroom, found some materials, and with a few casual tinkering, he transformed into a blond old man.

Even with Wang Dao's professional eye, he nodded in satisfaction. His own skills weren't inferior to that of the King of Shadow Warfare, were they?
Wang Dao arrived at the garage, fiddled with the car for a bit, and the license plate number immediately changed.

With everything prepared, we headed straight for Repulse Bay.

The place wasn't far from the mansion that was being renovated, and he knew the area very well.

Following the map, Wang Dao calmly arrived at Building 7, Room 201.
No key?

Wang Dao didn't need a key. He took out a wire, bent it slightly, reached in and pushed it open.

Of course, he was wearing gloves when he did these things.

The other party is a senior agent of the Fog City Telecommunications Bureau, and Wang Dao will not leave them any clues.

Once inside the room, Wang Dao acted as if he were the master, moving around freely.

The room was very ordinary, except for the safe inside.

Wang Dao glanced at it briefly, smiled slightly, and began to take action.

About half an hour later, everything was done.

Wang Dao nodded in satisfaction and headed back home.

He believed James would be satisfied with his gift; if not, then they would have to draw lots to see who would win.

…………

James finished his day's work and returned to his Repulse Bay home as usual.

His work schedule is very irregular, but he will definitely be back at 2 a.m.

Secret agents face immense pressure and need a support system to alleviate that pressure.

Some people like gambling, some like money, some like women, and some like alcoholism.

All of the above activities are good ways to relieve stress, but James doesn't like them.

These methods may relieve stress, but they can easily corrupt the mind. How could James, a man with a bright future, use such methods?
His method was quite ingenious: he set a specific time for himself to go home.

As long as I get back to my safe house at 2 a.m., I feel safe and can completely relax.

Repulse Bay wasn't his home, it was his safe haven.

There are countless spies in Hong Kong. If he doesn't return to the safe house, he will feel constantly unsafe and his nerves will always be on edge.

That will inevitably lead to a major incident sooner or later.

James walked up to apartment 201 in building 7 and smiled.

Everything is as usual; today is another safe and relaxing day.

But when he opened the door, he was stunned!

Where the hell is my furniture?

Where the hell are my appliances?

Where the hell are my clothes?

What James saw was an empty house!
Empty.

Furniture, appliances, and decorations were all thoroughly cleaned.

Clothes, materials, and even the safe were taken away.

James was furious. "This is supposed to be a high-end neighborhood?"

I've been robbed!

James turned to look for the apartment's security guard when something suddenly caught his eye.

It was a box standing straight in the center of the hall.

In the empty space, the box was particularly eye-catching.

James instinctively pulled out his gloves. He didn't want to damage the fingerprints on the box, even though he felt it was unlikely that there were any. Better safe than sorry.

James carefully inspected the box to make sure it was safe before cautiously opening it!

His pupils suddenly contracted!
Inside the box was a human head!
James has received specialized training and isn't afraid of losing lives.

He wanted to know whose head it was.

After a quick inspection, he secretly grimaced. The head was very fresh; it had been preserved with lime shortly after death, which was why it could remain undecayed for several days.

But that's it.

James aligned the head with the person's face and immediately recognized its origin—the head of the Hung Hing Tsz Wan Shan gangster, Little B!

Little B's eyes were wide open, he died with his eyes wide open!
James's heart skipped a beat. He looked around in confusion. Had he cleaned his safe house just to put this human head there?

What does it mean?
Surely no one would want to use my safe house as a tomb for Little B, right?

James was amused by this sudden idea.

He admitted that if someone really thought that way, it would be quite creative.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

James thought for a moment, then carefully examined the box again. There was a layer of padding paper inside the box. After removing the padding paper, there were two more items underneath.

James's pupils suddenly widened.

That was a high-explosive shell!!
The exploding bullets worn into a cross shape were worn on his head.

Next to the exploding shell was a piece of A4 paper with a sentence typed out on it that almost made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave:
"James, a senior agent of the Fog City Telecommunications Bureau, said that killing Babi was a decision made by Si B alone, and Si B's head is an explanation to you."

"If you want to continue like this, the next day I won't be sending you this head."

exposed!
Everything has been exposed!
James's heart pounded wildly, and a huge panic gripped him.

He swore to God that he felt death approaching!
Everything about them was under the control of the other party, but even among the foreign high-ranking officers in the police station, they only knew that the orders against Hung Hing came from the top.

He had no idea that he was the one who issued the order.

It's important to know that James's hidden identity in the police station was merely that of a senior superintendent in the Special Branch!

How did Hung Hing find out?
Do not!
How did the people behind Hung Hing find out?
Hung Hing is just a triad society; how could they find such intelligence?
Stop joking.

It must be the person behind Hung Hing.

Hong Kong has been infiltrated by spies from various countries, and heaven knows what powerful figures are behind Hung Hing!

James has only been in Hong Kong for a short time; almost everything is kept secret.

And now, just a few days later, the news has been leaked?!

James ran to the monitoring room like a madman, frantically demanding to see today's security records.

What terrified him even more was that nothing came to the front of the seven buildings today.

Apart from the homeowner, there wasn't a single worker in sight.

Do not!
Apart from three visitors, no one else came at all.

Of the three visitors, two were women and one was an elderly person.

There's absolutely no way they would do something like moving.

But James' room had been completely emptied.

Based on James's professional judgment, even the most professional moving team would need a considerable amount of time to process the move.

It's absolutely impossible not to leave a trace!
But reality is just that surreal.

There was no moving team, not even a vehicle, and hardly anyone.

Everything seemed to have vanished into thin air.

This completely overturned his worldview.

James returned to his room dejectedly and examined it carefully, trying to find any clues.

According to his calculations, no matter what, after undertaking such a large project—moving out a 1,500-square-foot mansion—there must be some footprints and fingerprints left behind, right?

However, what was both unexpected and yet reasonable was that he didn't notice a single clue.

James slumped down, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Incredible, yes; unimaginable, yes.

But the greatest fear is boundless terror!

"I only wanted to use Hung Hing as a starting point because Siu B killed Ba Bi."

"But what monster did I provoke?!"

That's right!

monster!

James absolutely refused to believe that the surveillance video he had just seen was real.

That is impossible.

There is only one reasonable explanation: someone must have bribed the entire surveillance team, or at least the property management staff.

Otherwise, it would be completely illogical.

James was more convinced that no matter how much he searched the property, he wouldn't find any clues.

Since the other party had gone to such lengths to bribe the property management company, even managing to replace the surveillance videos, and then there were the heads and bullets inside the safe house...

The other party was practically standing in front of him, pointing a gun at his forehead and saying, "Don't fight me. This is just the tip of the iceberg of my power."

James broke out in a sweat, quickly pulled out his phone, and dialed Iguodala, completely ignoring that it was already 3 a.m.
"All operations against Hung Hing have been cancelled."

The eldest brother was fast asleep when he suddenly heard these words and hadn't yet come to his senses:

"what?"

James suddenly found an outlet for his anger, and he yelled:
“Listen up, you son of a bitch, tomorrow at work I will issue an order to halt all activities targeting Hung Hing.”

"If you want to die, you better not drag me into this."

"If you don't give the order tomorrow, I'll shove your head up your asshole!"

(End of this chapter)