Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"So, has it gone well? Have you reached an agreement?"

"No, He Yaozong's conditions are too outrageous!"

What conditions did he offer?

Li Zhikai's voice had become somewhat somber. After thinking for a moment, Bearded Yong still answered truthfully.

“Mr. Li, He Yaozong not only wants the Ding Quan in Bao Le Fang, but also wants Hysan Development to give up its real estate development project in Kowloon Walled City and transfer the land there to him at a low price…”

"Damn it! Why doesn't he just grab it?! Isn't he afraid of choking himself to death?!"

As expected, Li Zhikai immediately started swearing.

But Bearded Yong still had to bite the bullet and continue speaking.

"Not only Mr. Lee, Ho Yiu-chung said that if we don't give him a satisfactory answer before midnight, he will drag that thug to Tsim Sha Tsui to hold a press conference."

Then send the person to the police station, but I'm afraid that..."

Li Zhikai immediately replied, "I'm afraid your Number Gang will be in trouble then, right?"

"Bearded Yong, I hope you can quickly find a way to resolve this matter and not let it drag the Li family into it!"

Bearded Yong couldn't help but feel annoyed; he felt like he was nothing more than a chamber pot in the eyes of these real estate tycoons.

When you need it, just pull it out from under the bed and use it.

When there's no need for it, they complain about how smelly they are!

After something like this happened, his first thought was to make me take the blame. We've already lost our business, and he expects me to take the blame for his own mother?!

“Mr. Li, why don’t you…why don’t you talk to He Yaozong in person?”

"are you joking?"

Li Zhikai's tone remained disdainful, then he lowered his voice and said...

"Listen, this mess was caused by your people. You need to figure out a way to shut that thug up!"

As for what solution to come up with, that's up to you.

In short, don't let him be interviewed or questioned by the police; it's better for both of us!

Hu Xuyong was taken aback, but immediately understood what Li Zhikai meant.

But before he could say anything, Li Zhikai continued speaking.

"Hysan Development's development projects in the New Territories will not stop in the next few years."

There will be plenty of business opportunities waiting for you in the future. I hope you've thought this through. If you mess this up today, don't blame me for not taking care of your business in the New Territories in the future!

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Li Zhikai hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

"Fuck your mother!"

Enraged, Bearded Yong immediately threw his cell phone into the car, but he also had to carefully consider Li Zhikai's words.

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After Hu Xuyong left the teahouse, He Yaozong didn't sit idle. He took out his phone and dialed several numbers in a row.

When Hu Xuyong came to negotiate with him on behalf of Li Jia, he already knew that he wouldn't get anywhere with Hu Xuyong.

One thug firing a gun is not enough to force the Li family to submit.

To drag the behemoth that is the Li family down, at the very least, a triad boss of the caliber of Bearded Yong would be needed as bait.

So Ho Yiu-chung decided to play a game of risking big for small gains.

In front of Bearded Yung, he deliberately said that he would hold a press conference in Tsim Sha Tsui to make things bigger.

If the Li family backs down and agrees to withdraw from Kowloon Walled City and hand over the land to us, that would be the best outcome.

It's impossible to just think about it.

However, Li Jia refused to compromise, and he didn't care. Ah Chan, the thug, became bait to lure Bearded Yong into the trap.

If nothing unexpected happens, Bearded Yong might resort to desperate measures and hire a gunman to kill him at the reception to cover it up!

If he dares to hire a gunman to do the work, it will be like adding fuel to the fire. In that case, Bearded Yong will become a heavyweight bargaining chip for him to force the Li family to bow down!

He had no choice; no gang would be willing to give up such a lucrative business as real estate!

After calling Dabazi, Qiu Gangao and others, He Yaozong's last call was to Chen Yongren, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time!

At 10 a.m., in an ice cream parlor in Tsim Sha Tsui East Plaza, near the East Side.

When He Yaozong arrived at the second floor of the ice room and met Chen Yongren, he found that Chen Yongren was still as listless as ever.

"Inspector Chan, you're back to being a cop, but you still don't seem very happy."

Chen Yongren opened a can of chilled beer, gestured to He Yaozong, and then tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful.

Chen Yongren put down his beer, wiped the beer stains from the corner of his mouth, and sighed.

"Thankfully, at least I sleep much more comfortably at night now."

He Yaozong also walked to the table and sat down, picked up a can of beer that Chen Yongren had prepared, opened it and took a sip.

"Are you being ostracized within the police force?"

Chen Yongren's lips twitched slightly, and his eyes showed even more desolation.

After a long pause, he nodded and said, "Yes, after being a gangster for over ten years, I've long forgotten how to be a cop."

Being ostracized by colleagues and not fitting in is understandable...

Chen Yongren was speaking from the heart; most of his superiors in the police force were dead!

When he first returned to the police station with a bunch of files on moles, he was certainly in the limelight, but over time, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) began to isolate him.

No one would truly trust an undercover colleague who had been a gangster for ten years and almost took over the Tsim Sha Tsui territory from the Ni family!

He raised his beer and clinked it against Chen Yongren's before speaking.

"Who are you working for now?"

"Liao Zhizong, Liao sir."

Chen Yongren sighed sadly, and then said.

"I haven't taken any academic courses for over ten years, and I can't even pass the exam for trainee inspectors."

Now, when the team is handling important cases, they don't want me involved. If this continues, I'm even considering applying for a transfer to an administrative department.

"Are you willing to take a break from your clerical job?"

He Yaozong put down his beer and then spoke.

"Do you want me to give you a hand and help you establish your authority within the police force?"

Chen Yongren was taken aback, and then quickly put down the beer in his hand.

"Is there any juicy gossip to be revealed?"

"It's not exactly breaking news!"

Ho Yiu-chung then said, "At noon, I plan to hold a small press conference in the banquet hall of the Lung Kong Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui."

To tell you the truth, I've already identified the gunman in the Baolefang shooting incident!

I plan to hand him over to your Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) after this press conference!

"You're going to hand him over to me?"

He Yaozong shook his head: "Giving it to you would only be Liao Zhizong doing a favor for nothing. I don't even know him!"

This guy has already been reserved for Fatty Sha from Group B.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Chen Yongren's eyes before he spoke.

"So what do you want me to do?"

He Yaozong lowered his voice: "You don't need to worry about it. I won't let any police officers into this reception except for you."

I'll let you know when to bring it. Remember to bring a gun; you might catch a big fish at this reception!

Chen Yongren sat up straight: "Could you explain in more detail?"

"Don't reveal any more details over there, but in short, don't let anyone know about this!"

It's much more exciting than spending your days in the archives at the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau!

After saying that, He Yaozong picked up the beer on the table and gestured to Chen Yongren.

He Yaozong finished the rest of his beer in one gulp, stood up, smiled at Chen Yongren, and then walked downstairs with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the beer can that He Yaozong had crushed on the table, Chen Yongren fell into deep thought.

Fate is unpredictable. Even after returning to being a policeman, compared to his unfamiliar colleagues in the police force, the triad boss who saved him from dire straits still felt closer to him...

At 11:50 a.m., in Tsim Sha Tsui, downstairs from the Lung Kong Hotel.

Reporters who had been invited arrived one after another, carrying invitations.

The reception staff at the entrance were quite relaxed. The boss had given the order that anyone who wasn't a policeman could come in and join the fun, even without an invitation.

Five minutes before the reception was about to begin, a gray van drove up from the undersea tunnel and stopped downstairs at the hotel.

The two men in the car were members of the Number Gang. The driver was a square-faced man with a thick beard, and the passenger was a burly man with high cheekbones and a long face.

The driver pulled a Glock pistol from under the driver's seat, examined it, and then handed it to his companion in the passenger seat.

"Brother Yong has really gone all out this time with the investigation."

Once this matter is settled, each person will receive 300,000 and go to the Netherlands to lay low.

The boat is already waiting for us at the triangular pier. Let's not dawdle; get it done and leave!

"Brother Tian, ​​I've heard that the Netherlands is a paradise for gangsters."

But I'm just a country bumpkin, so I'll have to trouble you to take good care of me over there!

The driver laughed and said, "Don't worry, even though you can't read all the words, you're a good shot."

With this skill, you could live a carefree life just as well in the Netherlands!