Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

“Li Jun, we can give you the money, and we can even let you take advantage of us, but we don’t want Li Bancheng’s information and his son’s interview video to be leaked.”

After receiving a meaningful glance from Peng Jiakang, Shen Bi immediately replied.

“No problem, Manager Shen. I’m a person who always keeps my mouth shut and will never reveal any secrets. Also, I will arrange for Li Bancheng’s son to take a boat to Luzon, and then fly from Luzon to Manila to Amellica. This is what I promised Li Bancheng, and I hope you can understand me.”

Li Jun said with a smile.

Li Jun promised Li Bancheng to let his son off the hook and even send his son to Amilica to enjoy a life of luxury, and Li Jun kept his word.

But whether those hawks in Hong Kong would worry about Li Zehao talking nonsense, or whether they would send someone to Amília to kill him to silence him, Li Jun didn't know.

Upon hearing Li Jun's words, Shen Bi's expression changed slightly, and then he slowly said, "Okay, I understand."

"Manager Shen, it was a very pleasant conversation with you. I hope we'll have another chance to talk properly."

Li Jun said this with a smile and then hung up the phone.

'Beep beep beep beep~'

Hearing the busy tone from the receiver, Shen Bi's face turned ashen. He slowly pressed the hang-up button, then looked at Peng Jiakang and repeated in detail what Li Jun had just said to Li Bancheng.

Then, Shen Bi continued.

“Governor, Li Bancheng’s son is going to America, should we…”

Shen Bi had lost all friendship with Li Bancheng, who was willing to jump off a building to harm himself; all he felt was disgust and hatred. Therefore, Shen Bi had only one thought regarding Li Bancheng's son: to kill him to silence him.

After all, they couldn't do anything to Li Jun, but they could shut up Li Bancheng's brat. Besides, only the dead can keep secrets forever.

"Manager Shen, it's best to leave professional matters to professionals. I will notify MI6 and ask them to take action."

Peng Jiakang said quietly.

“Alright, Mr. Governor, I will go and prepare the cash for Li Jun. Please also inform those people at Standard Chartered Bank and Jardine Matheson as soon as possible, and tell them to hand over their share to HSBC Bank as soon as possible.”

Shen Bi nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, Manager Shen, I won't leave HSBC to shoulder this responsibility alone."

Peng Jiakang said slowly.

Hearing Peng Jiakang's assurance, Shen Bi left Peng Jiakang's office with peace of mind.

After Shen Bi left.

"Richard, dial the Eagle's hotline for me."

Peng Jiakang said calmly.

"Yes, Governor."

Richard immediately nodded in agreement.

A few minutes later.

“Merry, my Prime Minister, it is I, Peng Jiakang. There is something I need your help with personally. I need you to put in a good word for me with HSBC. Two things.”

"The first thing to do is to get them to agree to the equity-for-debt plan proposed by HSBC manager Shen Bi."

"The second thing is to find a pretext to dismiss Shen Bi after he proposes the 713 plan."

Peng Jiakang spoke softly into the microphone.

His caller was none other than John Merri, the Prime Minister of the United States.

"Yes, I was very unhappy during my time on Hong Kong Island. Those damned Chinese had no gratitude whatsoever. They were determined to rebel against us, their saviors who brought them civilization, and they were very clever in their methods. I was forced to the point of being helpless."

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, with the Zu family as my backing, everything is just a minor issue. In a year at most, you will hear good news from Hong Kong Island. I won't bother you any longer, goodbye."

Peng Jiakang spoke very eloquently, then slowly put down the microphone and raised his left hand.

"Governor, what do you need me to do?"

Seeing Peng Jiakang's actions, Richard immediately understood.

"We need to find a Chinese mid-level manager at HSBC. Shen Bi has to leave, so we must find a scapegoat for him so that the time bomb in Li Jun's hands can be deactivated."

Peng Jiakang spoke slowly, each word distinct and cold.

at the same time.

Nanyang, New Guinea Island.

After nearly 10 hours of marching, Palani finally led 4 Javanese soldiers to a place less than 5 kilometers from the port of Nabile.

Upon reaching their destination, Palani immediately ordered several other generals to lead their troops to attack the port of Nabile.

pity…….

[213] The foreigners back down; Li Jun's spoils-sharing meeting; dividing up Hong Kong's interests.

Nanyang, New Guinea Island.

"General Palani, and several other generals said their troops had been marching for more than 10 hours and were in dire need of rest; they could not attack."

An aide walked up to Palani and spoke.

"Humph!"

Hearing the staff officer's words, Palani snorted coldly. He knew very well that all the talk about fatigue and not being able to attack was just a way to preserve the strength of his own troops and avoid taking the lead.

If what lay ahead wasn't Nabile Port but an undefended village, those guys would have run faster than anyone else.

Although he was furious, Palani could only suppress his anger. He picked up his binoculars and glanced at the distant port of Nabile. After confirming that he hadn't found any fortifications, Palani said to his staff officer, "Tell those guys that I'm sending 5000 soldiers as the vanguard to attack Nabile. Each of them must also send 5000 men to cooperate with my men in the attack, or they won't be able to escape court-martial!"

Parani's ability to become a local tyrant on New Guinea Island was not due to Sutoha's appointment letter, but rather to the American-equipped regiment under his command. With just this regiment, Parani could crush any minor warlord on New Guinea Island, and this was the source of his confidence.

As for the vanguard, it was naturally not his trump card, the American-equipped reinforced regiment, but rather 5000 miscellaneous soldiers he had specially recruited. The role of these miscellaneous soldiers was to help Palani plunder resources from the indigenous villages on New Guinea Island, and also to force other warlords to send troops.

After all, I, Palani, have already sent people out, shouldn't you lowly servants also send people out?

Soon, encouraged by Parani, the entire 2 Javanese soldiers marched in a scattered and demoralized manner toward Port Nabile.

"These Javanese monkeys are hilarious; how can people like them be allowed to join the army?"

Xu Xi looked at the Javanese soldiers through his binoculars and sighed.

“Southeast Asian monkeys are like this; their brains haven’t fully evolved yet, so you can’t expect them to do much more.”

Luo Sanpao had obviously dealt with the monkeys of Southeast Asia a lot and was already used to it.

"Ah Pao, your men are in position, right?"

Xu Xi put down the binoculars, turned to look at Luo Sanpao standing next to her, and asked.

"Don't worry, it's already in place."

Luo Sanpao spoke slowly.

"Okay~".

Xu Xi nodded slightly, then picked up her binoculars again to watch the densely packed Javanese soldiers marching toward Nabile Port.

Perhaps because there was no movement in Nabile Port, or perhaps because these Javanese soldiers were used to bullying the natives of New Guinea, even though they were less than 1 kilometer away from Nabile Port, they still strolled around leisurely without any precautions.

"Fire!"

Just then, Xu Xi picked up the walkie-talkie and gave his order.

'Boom!' 'Boom!' 'Boom!' 'Boom!' 'Boom!' ...

As Xu Xi finished speaking, 16 cannons on the four modified gun emplacements opened fire simultaneously, and the shells crashed directly into the Javanese soldiers, splashing up flowers of blood and flesh.

'Da da da da da~'

The 'elite veterans' hiding in the trenches also peeked out and pulled the triggers at the Javanese soldiers, instantly suppressing them.

Almost instantly, the Javanese soldiers were utterly demoralized. After leaving behind more than two thousand corpses, they fled frantically toward the Javanese army's main camp.

The 'elite veterans' followed the 'deserters' at a distance, eliminating their manpower while forcing them into the Javanese army's headquarters.

now.

"what's the situation?"

Palani stared dumbfounded at the Javanese soldiers swarming like rats through his binoculars.

Palani knew that these 2 men must be very weak in combat, but he never expected them to be this weak, collapsing in one blow. What kind of trash are they?

But at this moment, he couldn't afford to think too much. Palani was very clear that if these defeated soldiers escaped into the camp, it would cause very serious consequences. At the very least, it would trigger a large-scale riot, and at worst, it could even cause the camp to be destroyed.

Without a moment's hesitation, Palani immediately said to his secretary, "Immediately notify the officers that they must properly receive these soldiers returning from the battlefield. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Palani's secretary immediately nodded in agreement, then turned and left.

"Hey!"

As the deserters drew ever closer to the camp, Palani sighed deeply.

At this moment, Palani was unaware that the real King of Hell had already come to his side, or more precisely, to his back.

Soon, the Javanese defeated soldiers rushed into the Javanese stronghold, crying and screaming.

Although the order had been issued, Parani overestimated the Javanese army's ability to execute it. His order was not entirely ineffective, but it was essentially a waste of time.