Hong Kong: Black Gold Tycoons

Jiang Tiansheng chickened out.

He dared not gamble on whether those two madmen's bombs were real.

She even worried that if she didn't agree, she might not be able to leave this place tonight.

The whole nightclub bombing thing was fake; the real purpose was to lure them out.

His clothes were soaked with sweat.

This young man looks handsome, so why does he act so recklessly?

Is he running a magazine publishing house, or is he just trying to make a quick buck?

Jiang Tiansheng remained silent for almost three minutes before saying, "I agree to both of these conditions!"

"Mr. Jiang, don't go back on your word. I hate people who go back on their word," Chen Fei said. "I've always enjoyed making friends. Since you agreed so readily, Mr. Jiang, I'll give you a gift. I'm sure you'll like it."

"What gift?" Jiang Tiansheng asked, puzzled.

Chen Fei smiled and said, "If the gift is told, there will be no surprise. Mr. Jiang, just wait for the surprise. Now, get the money ready."

Jiang Tiansheng gave Big Brother B a wink.

Big B leaned over and said, "Mr. Jiang."

"Go and gather all the cash from all the venues and see if you can raise 300,000. If you can't, come to my house and get the money," Jiang Tiansheng instructed in a low voice.

Big B was taken aback. "To Jiang Sheng's house?"

"Do you think they'll leave if they don't get the money?" Jiang Tiansheng asked, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction. "They're clearly taking advantage of me."

Big B didn't dare to waste words and quickly took action.

Jiang Tiansheng chatted with Chen Fei intermittently, stalling for time.

He realized that the young man was the leader, while the guy with bombs strapped to his body and eyes darting around was the henchman.

The two chatted for a while, but he didn't even get any information about Chen Fei's background.

Chen Fei also kindly reminded him, "Go quickly and take Changmao to stop the bleeding. It would be bad luck if he bled to death."

Just as Jiang Tiansheng was getting anxious, Big B finally rushed back with two boxes.

Big B placed the box on the table, opened it, and said, "There's 300,000 in cash inside."

Jiang Tiansheng glanced at Chen Fei, "Brother, please give me your opinion."

"No need, I still trust Mr. Jiang's reputation." Chen Fei rummaged through the box to see if there were any smuggled goods inside.

After confirming that the box was full of money, he closed it and said, "Mr. Jiang, please see us brothers out."

Jiang Tiansheng reluctantly got up, followed closely by Big B and Hung Hing's men.

Once outside and in the car, Jiang Tiansheng escorted him for several hundred meters before letting him out.

Chen Fei patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Jiang, it's been a pleasure working with you. I hope to hear good news from you at the beginning of next month."

Jiang Tiansheng remained silent with a gloomy face.

Chen Fei drove the car forward another hundred meters or so, then stopped to make a phone call.

"Yako, you told me last time that your uncle works at the police station, right?"

Aya was a little puzzled when she received the call, but she still said, "Yes, what's wrong? Do you want me to look into the incident where the magazine office was vandalized?"

"No need," Chen Fei said. "I've already taken care of that matter. Now I want to talk about something else."

"What? You want me to acquire which company?"

"No, I just went to Hung Hing for tea and to settle some scores, but I found a lot of weapons in the Golden Sparrow Nightclub. It's not surprising that Hong Kong triads have guns, but they shouldn't have standard-issue weapons, right? Does Hung Hing smuggle weapons?" Chen Fei said.

Yako's heart skipped a beat, and she tried her best to remain calm. "Standard weapon? Are you sure you didn't see that wrong?"

"I'm an arms enthusiast, and I collect all kinds of military magazines. How could I be wrong? I took a quick look and there were Sten submachine guns, L1A1 semi-automatic rifles, and L42A1 sniper rifles, at least three or five of each, and a lot of ammunition. This doesn't seem like something Hung Hing would have."

These things were all bought by Chen Fei to frame Hung Hing, just as he said.

He's not the kind of person who likes to accept his bad luck and suffer in silence.

I was originally planning to throw out the heavy machine gun.

But his company had just opened, and if he took out the heavy machine gun, Yako might run away.

So let's take out a few standard-issue weapons first.

Upon hearing that Hung Hing actually possessed such standard-issue weapons, Ya Zi immediately thought it must be related to the heavy machine gun case and said, "I'll call my uncle right now."

After hanging up the phone, she immediately reported it.

Upon learning that the Golden Sparrow Nightclub was stocked with active-duty firearms, Cyril, the foreign superior of the Major Crimes Unit, immediately flew into a rage.

Why would a gang possess so many active-duty standard weapons? What are they trying to do?

Rebellion?

He might be the perpetrator of the heavy machine gun case.

Cyril immediately mobilized his troops, including the Flying Tigers, and rushed to the Golden Sparrow Nightclub as quickly as possible.

……

Big B and his gang were secretly getting anxious at the entrance of the nightclub.

Because Chen Fei was driving too fast, he was gone in the blink of an eye, leaving them no time to catch up.

Just when they didn't know where to look for Jiang Tiansheng, Jiang Tiansheng unexpectedly returned in a taxi.

The crowd quickly went to meet them.

"Mr. Jiang! Are you alright?"

"Quickly, take Jiang Sheng back inside."

"..."

A large group of people welcomed Jiang Tiansheng back to the nightclub.

Jiang Tiansheng sat on the sofa, still shaken. Big B sat beside him, and Jiang Tiansheng said with his head down, "Mr. Jiang, about tonight's events..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Tiansheng said, "This isn't your fault. I didn't expect these two young people to act so recklessly. However, you also bear some responsibility!"

Big B immediately raised his head, "Mr. Jiang, I'll accept whatever punishment you give me."

"This 300,000, we'll split it in half," Jiang Tiansheng said slowly. "Consider it a lesson learned."

"Yes, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Jiang." Big B agreed without hesitation, then thought for a moment and asked, "Mr. Jiang, that kid said he wants us to help with distribution. Should we really help him?"

Jiang Tiansheng said, "Let's find out their background first; it's still a long way from next month."

Big B seemed to have thought of something, "Mr. Jiang, that kid said something about a mysterious gift, could it be something like ears or fingers that he's sending us?"

People in the underworld often receive these kinds of gifts.

It's nothing more than threatening the person involved with the organs of someone close to them.

After thinking it over, Jiang Tiansheng realized that he didn't seem to have anything that the other party could use to threaten him for the time being.

"Who knows what it is?" Jiang Tiansheng shook his head and said, "Find a few private investigators to check his background, but be careful not to give anything away."

"clear."

Jiang Tiansheng rubbed his throbbing temples, reached into his pocket, and prepared to light a cigar to calm the nerves he had been feeling that night.

But along with the cigar box, he also pulled out a crumpled piece of paper with rough edges, showing no signs of deliberate folding, as if it had been casually stuffed into his pocket.

Jiang Tiansheng casually unfolded it, and saw a line of words written on it: "Jiang Sheng, your father is in my hands. Cooperate obediently and don't try any tricks."

These dozen or so words exploded in Jiang Tiansheng's mind like a thunderbolt, and he was suddenly stunned.

His father, Chiang Chen, the first leader of Hung Hing, had already passed away in 1975. How could he possibly be "held in someone's hands"?

Just a moment later, Jiang Tiansheng suddenly thought of a terrible possibility.

Was my father's grave dug up?

Just as this question popped into my head, a commotion suddenly broke out at the nightclub.

All that could be heard was the sound of ping-pong balls, followed by dozens of heavily armed police officers rushing in.

As soon as they came in, they threw out several smoke bombs, filling the entire nightclub with smoke that made people's eyes water.

At the same time, someone outside shouted, "This is the Hong Kong Royal Police Force! You are surrounded! Everyone, lay down your weapons, raise your hands, and surrender!"

Jiang Tiansheng was instantly stunned. What was going on?

Why are there so many police officers here?