Hong Kong: Black Gold Tycoons

Night falls.

Inside the Black Gold Group.

The statue of Guan Yu sits on a high table behind the desk, with a red face, long beard, silkworm eyebrows, and phoenix eyes that are half-open and half-closed.

Three incense sticks were inserted in the bronze incense burner in front of me, and wisps of smoke rose from them, filling the room with the fragrance of sandalwood.

Song Zihao stood in front of the statue of Guan Yu, holding incense in both hands, and bowed deeply.

He silently prayed, "May Lord Guan protect us and ensure a safe journey. My fourth uncle is old and can't withstand any more hardship. Please, Lord Guan, protect him and keep him safe. Ah Jie is stubborn and insists on becoming a policeman. Please, protect him and keep him out of this mess. May he return safely."

He bent down, very devoutly.

Chen Fei followed local customs and joined Yang Ning and Wang Jianjun in paying homage to Guan Yu.

After offering incense, Yang Ning's gaze swept over Song Zihao, then looked at Wang Jianjun, who was silently wiping his military dagger to the side, and finally landed on Chen Fei's face.

He then lowered his voice and asked, "Just the few of us?"

Chen Fei nodded: "More than enough to deal with Gao Yingpei."

Yang Ning thought he had misheard.

Song Zihao, a washed-up former gangster who has just been released from prison.

Wang Jianjun, a taciturn and cold-faced killer.

Looking at Chen Fei again, it seemed like he wasn't telling the truth at all.

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Ning lowered his voice even further, but the doubt in his tone was unmistakable.

"I never joke around," Chen Fei smiled. "Like I always say, when you're poor, you use flanking maneuvers; when you're rich, you use overwhelming firepower. Now that I'm rich, just wait and see what a baptism of fire looks like."

Yang Ning opened his mouth, as if to say something, but then swallowed his words back.

Whether Chen Fei's words were true or false, she was already on this ship, had invested money and lost her life, and now it was too late to say anything.

After offering incense, Song Zihao placed the incense sticks into the incense burner and turned around.

Chen Fei said, "Now that everyone is ready, let's set off. We've already paid homage to Guan Gong, so the feng shui should improve."

Feng shui is a traditional Chinese culture, and Hong Kong people hold it in high esteem.

The most obvious example is in the practice of worshipping Guan Gong.

Whether in the business world, the police force, or the underworld, everyone loves to worship Guan Gong.

However, there are still differences between the two.

The Guan Gong statues enshrined in the temple are mostly depicted in red robes, with open eyes and a vertical sword.

The Guan Gong figures worshipped by business people and police are mostly depicted in green robes, with closed eyes and a horizontal sword.

Before the operation, the police officers prayed to Guan Gong (a deity associated with the emperor) for a swift resolution of the case and for the officers' safe travels.

Before fleeing, members of triads would also pray to Guan Gong, hoping for a smooth escape and a safe journey.

Both the righteous and the underworld members respectfully burned incense and bowed before Guan Yu, before disappearing into the vast night of Hong Kong.

Anti-gang office.

Inspector Wong stood in front of the statue of Guan Gong, holding the incense stick in his hand upright.

Before every major operation, he would come to offer incense, asking for nothing more than that he and his brothers could return safely.

"May Lord Guan bless me," he whispered, bowing three times before placing the incense sticks into the incense burner.

Then we went into the office for a meeting.

Several photos were posted on the whiteboard: a photo of Richard arriving at the airport, a photo of the transaction in the Peninsula Hotel parking lot, and two blurry figures.

"Everyone, come here."

Several of his men surrounded them.

Inspector Wong pointed to the photo on the whiteboard: "This group of foreigners is the American Wild Wolf Gang. This is the leader, Richard, nicknamed White Glove. They just entered Hong Kong. The higher-ups suspect they might be planning something in Hong Kong. Coincidentally, we found them making a deal with someone in the parking lot this afternoon."

He paused, then pointed to two blurry photos: "But now that the negatives have been leaked, we can't tell who these two people are, but the fact that they were able to lure the Wild Wolf Gang to Hong Kong shows they're not small fry."

One of his men asked, "Inspector Wong, what are they trading?"

"Didn't see clearly. Since the Wild Wolf Gang leader could personally fly over, it's either weapons or counterfeit money." Inspector Wong turned to look at everyone. "I believe they'll act soon, so our task is to keep a close eye on them. Any questions?"

"No sir!" the men answered in unison.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," said Inspector Wong.

A police officer pushed open the door and said with a smile, "Officer Wong, your girlfriend is here."

Upon hearing this, the officers immediately understood.

"Officer Wong, your wife must have brought you a late-night snack."

"Inspector Wong and his wife are a perfect match, one a police officer and the other a teacher, they're truly a powerful couple."

"Hey, when are you going to give us wedding candy, Inspector Wong?"

"..."

Faced with his subordinates' teasing, Inspector Wong waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and study the data, and while you're at it, contact the guys in the second team."

"Yes, sir!"

As soon as Inspector Wong came out, he saw Ho Man waiting for him with a thermos in her arms. She said in a gentle tone, "I saw you've been busy until now and haven't had dinner yet, so I brought you some late-night snacks."

The seriousness on Huang Sir's face instantly faded a bit. He quickly stepped forward, took the thermos, and said with a smile, "It's so late, why aren't you resting at home? Why did you come all this way?"

He Min's tone held a barely perceptible worry: "I knew you had another mission since you didn't reply to my messages. Hong Kong has been quite turbulent lately, and I can't sleep whenever you go on a mission."

Inspector Wong felt a warmth in his heart, but also a pang of guilt: "I'm sorry for making you worry, but that's how it is when you're a cop."

He Min sighed softly, "I'm not blaming you, I just..."

She's been feeling very tired of being with her boyfriend lately, as he's always busy.

Moreover, they had fewer and fewer things in common. Every time they spent together, Inspector Wong would only talk about cases and never ask about her situation at school.

She grew to hate the police more and more.

Looking into her eyes, Inspector Huang said solemnly, "Amin, I promise you, after this mission is over, let's get married, okay?"

At this moment, he was like a general on a theatrical stage.

He Min forced a smile: "Then you must return safely. Eat something first, don't go hungry."

"Okay." Just as Mr. Huang opened the insulated container, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

A police officer rushed out: "Inspector Wong! Team Two just sent word that Richard and several men have left the Peninsula Hotel in two cars. Team Two's men have caught up with them and are requesting immediate backup!"

Inspector Wong's expression changed drastically. He put down the thermos and said, "Notify all the men to prepare to head out and meet up with Team Two. Remember, stay hidden, don't alert them, and keep a close eye on Richard and his men. Don't let them escape!"

"Yes, sir!" the officers responded in unison, immediately took action, quickly grabbed their equipment, and headed towards the door in an orderly fashion.

Inspector Wong turned to look at Ho Man, his eyes full of apology. "I'm sorry."

"Go ahead and get busy." He Min silently put away the thermos.

Inspector Wong nodded and quickly went out with the other officers.

At the same time, silently recite the following:

May Lord Guan protect us!

May Lord Guan protect us!

Gao Yingpei stood in front of the statue of Guan Yu, holding incense sticks in both hands, bowed respectfully, and then inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

He then got up and sat down at his desk.

He asked his subordinate, "What's Long Si up to lately?"

The subordinate replied, "The old man drinks tea and reads the newspaper every day; there's nothing unusual about him."

Gao Yingpei sneered: "Useless. You have such a good business, but you can't do anything right."

He has followed Long Si for many years, rising from a lowly henchman to his current position.

On the surface, he appears loyal, but in reality, he is ambitious and has long coveted Long Si's shipyard and power. He also secretly manipulates counterfeit currency activities behind Long Si's back.

Now they are waiting for the right opportunity to frame Long Si, pinning the evidence of their secret counterfeit currency dealing on Long Si, taking the opportunity to seize Long Si's shipyard, take it over, and completely take everything from Long Si.

Gao Yingpei added, "An American buyer will be coming over later. Be prepared and keep an eye out for any suspicious people."

"Yes," the subordinate replied.

At this time.

A car drove up to the front gate.

Gao Yingpei's men cautiously surrounded the car and saw several foreigners sitting inside.

Cole, in the passenger seat, spoke up: "We had an appointment with Mr. Gao."

The gatekeeper immediately asked for permission, and after confirming that everything was correct, he let the person in.

When Inspector Wong and his team arrived by car, they just saw Cole's car drive into the villa, and then the gate slowly closed.

"Have you found out whose house this is?" Inspector Wong asked the officer.