PFC Chapter 325 Catching up with international swimming champions
Chapter 325 Catching up with international swimming champions
"is it?"
Jiang Tiansheng's eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a deep pool, making it difficult for others to fathom their depths.
Gao Jin was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. In his heart, however, he was startled. He had not expected that Mr. Jiang in front of him would be so domineering and was no ordinary person.
...
"This Mr. Jiang is impressive!"
After the group left the private room, Gao Jin and He Xin walked together.
Gao Jin opened the door.
"Of course, otherwise how could he be courted by both the mainland and the Zu family at the same time?"
Even though Mr. Jiang has now chosen the mainland side, the Zu family doesn't dare to make any rash moves.
Even the newly appointed Governor of Hong Kong had to give Mr. Chiang some face.
This ability, which even relevant departments fear, is not something an ordinary person possesses.
He Xin said loudly, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes: "For example, I didn't have such great abilities in Macau, I was just trying to make a living."
If the head of the Macau administrative region came, I'd probably have to kneel down.
There's nothing shameful about being alive.
"Yes!"
Inside the reception room of Stanley Prison.
A black wooden table stands out, with the eight simple yet powerful characters "Confess and be treated leniently, resist and be punished severely" hanging on it.
Chen Jincheng wore reading glasses, had a head of silver hair, and a withered face.
His eyes were filled with malice as he looked at his godson Hussein, who was sitting opposite him.
“Godson, it’s been so many days and you’ve only just remembered to visit this old man. If you hadn’t come, I would have almost forgotten that I even had a godson like you.”
Chen Jincheng's voice carried a hint of resentment.
Hussein's lips curled down, his face arrogant, and he leaned forward, his eyes gleaming: "Godfather, I came to Hong Kong this time specifically to avenge you."
In your early years, you were framed by the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun, and unjustly imprisoned, sentenced to thirteen years in prison.
"This time, using your name, Godfather, I'm determined to ruin Ko Chun's apprentice, Chan Knife-jai, that gambling knight, making him suffer the same fate you endured back then."
"It all depends on your own abilities. All I have left in this old body is this reputation, which you can make do with for now."
Chen Jincheng leaned back in the hard yet slightly soft wooden chair, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
"Hahahaha!"
Hussein laughed loudly.
Dressed in a white suit, with cold eyes and an arrogant face, he appeared exceptionally haughty. "Don't worry, godfather, your godson will definitely avenge you!"
"Remember, in this small corner of Hong Kong, never offend one person—Mr. Chiang."
Chen Jincheng gave a meaningful instruction.
"Godfather, I understand."
Hussein stood up straight and strode out of the reception room.
Although Chen Jincheng was sentenced to thirteen years in prison in Stanley Prison, he still possessed a deep foundation built up outside the prison and a network of connections accumulated in the first half of his life.
This was enough to allow him to live a fulfilling and enjoyable life even while in prison.
They can even occasionally seek pleasure with women, though they're not as free as they are outside.
"Gao Jin, this time, even if you don't die, I'll make you lose a disciple."
Chen Jincheng murmured softly.
After leaving Stanley Prison, Hussein walked straight to a Lamborghini.
He got into the car, stepped on the gas, and the engine roared deafeningly. The car sped off like an arrow toward the Hong Kong port.
"We can't offend Mr. Chiang?"
"I'd like to see just how capable this big boss, Mr. Jiang, really is after I, Hussein, return from Australia."
As Hussein spoke, he casually flicked his right hand, and the cigar in his mouth was thrown behind the car, hitting some innocent passerby on the head.
A cry of pain followed.
Wherever Hussein went, his extremely arrogant laughter echoed.
Hussein soon arrived at the port.
The Lamborghini was parked to the side.
He got out of the car, followed by a group of bodyguards in black.
at this time.
He saw Fu Guang.
"I've heard of you, you notorious international bandit."
Fu Guang had previously traveled to various Western countries and committed numerous major crimes.
This sudden trip to Hong Kong, one of the Four Asian Tigers, must have made you really itchy to get your hands dirty, right?
"Want to go all out with me?"
Hussein, with a brand-new Cuban cigar dangling from his lips and his gleaming leather shoes, arrogantly walked up to Fu Guang and looked down at him.
Fu Guang wore sunglasses and a black coat. He was broad-shouldered and had a domineering expression. However, at this moment, he was the second party, while Hussein was the first party, and their positions were different.
.........
"How much can you earn?"
Fu Guang asked.
"One hundred million, this is your share, and also the money used to hire you."
Hussein continued.
Fu Guang secretly considered the matter and quickly made a decision: "Okay, based on what you said, we will definitely cooperate to the end this time."
Hong Kong.
There are plenty of opportunities to make money; if we work together, we're sure to make a fortune.
"That's for sure, your name, Fu Guang, is quite well-known in the underworld."
The two looked at each other.
His scheming was more elaborate than that of the Hydra in the Amazon rainforest.
Hussein left shortly afterward.
Fu Guang also left the vicinity of the dock.
Recently, the Hong Kong Customs Force has been increasing its patrol efforts.
If these international criminals don't hide well, they'll be in big trouble once they're tracked down by Hong Kong customs and mainland police.
Fu Guang was driving a Mercedes-Benz W140.
He scratched his head, put on his sunglasses, and sneered, "Once we get the money, we'll double-cross Hussein and take him down."
talking.
He made a throat-slitting gesture, "Only then will we truly be rich."
This is how I, Fu Guang, have always done things.
The two henchmen following behind him, both skilled in martial arts, chimed in, "Don't worry, boss. Just look at Hussein's behavior earlier. If it weren't for your sake, we would have kicked him away long ago."
"So what if he knows a little gambling? At worst, we can pick someone in our team who can learn from him, and we can set up a betting operation and make a fortune using this method."
Fu Guang's eyes sharpened as he looked at the underling who had spoken earlier: "I'm leaving this matter to you."
Do you have that ability?
If we were truly capable, we wouldn't be in this mess now.
"If you're not capable, don't talk nonsense. Go back and pick someone from the lower ranks. Our team needs to grow stronger."
The younger brother quickly replied, "Yes, boss."
at the same time.
In a tea restaurant, Xiao Hei and Sha Qiang, whom he had just met, were sitting together and bragging.
"Let me tell you, my boss is incredibly powerful. In Hong Kong, he's the undisputed local tyrant."
His body was tattooed with a blue dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and an old ox in the middle. He wielded two daggers, exuding an imposing aura.
Sha Qiang bared his chest, showing off.
Xiao Hei, with his head of white hair, stared wide-eyed like copper bells. His eyes lit up slightly, and he proudly proclaimed his boss's name: "Hong Kong is such a small place, no matter how much trouble it causes, it's just a minor disturbance."
My eldest son is a formidable figure who has made a name for himself internationally.
Gangsters only use a few things: cleavers, machetes, and at most they kill a few more people. But our boss and his gang use guns.
"The Number Gang and the Big Circle Gang are really something." Sha Qiang bowed.
Xiao Hei chuckled.
He's not stupid, even though he gets along well with Sha Qiang.
They wouldn't reveal all of their boss's secrets the moment they met: "Let me tell you, we're going to do a big deal in the near future. If it goes through, we'll make a fortune."
Sha Qiang narrowed his eyes, his expression instantly becoming serious.
He didn't think the little black guy in front of him was joking. After so many years of navigating the underworld, he had seen all sorts of people, and he knew who was human and who was ghost.
He could tell them apart at a glance, which was a "special ability" he had developed over many years of hard work.
"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore."
"That was a good meal. It was an honor to meet you, brother."
As Xiao Hei spoke, he shook hands with Sha Qiang.
He then straightened up and left the tea restaurant first.
Sha Qiang seized the opportunity and picked up his mobile phone, pointing it at Xiao Hei's profile and face.
A flurry of shots.
After shooting.
He immediately informed his gang leader, Dafei: "Brother Dafei, someone is planning something in Hong Kong, it seems to be in our Yuen Long district."
You should pay close attention to this! Our Hung Hing is now doing legitimate business and is a major taxpayer.
If someone tries to vandalize our place, it might be our shop.
"what?"
Dafei shouted, "How did you know?"
Has the message been sent?
"It's been sent. Please keep an eye on it."
"That's what Sha Qiang said."
Dafei agreed without hesitation, immediately sending out several unfamiliar underlings and greeting people from other Hung Hing branches.
With the collective action of the Hung Hing members, Xiao Hei was quickly brought before Da Fei.
Who are you going to attack?
Dafei asked while picking his nose.
He had wavy hair, wore a burgundy coat, crossed his legs, and stared intently at Xiao Hei with dark circles under his eyes.
If Xiao Hei doesn't give a proper explanation today...
He won't let them go easily.
Xiao Hei quickly begged for mercy.
He couldn't take hardship, and in the blink of an eye, he blurted out what he knew, "Mr. Jiang, the richest man in Hong Kong, we are being ordered to kidnap Mr. Jiang by my boss."
Upon hearing this news, Dafei's pupils constricted sharply, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
After reacting.
He laughed maniacally: "You little minions think you can kidnap my boss?"
What a joke! You definitely have someone backing you up...."
Dafei continued to ask questions and gradually learned about Xiao Hei's group.
Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Dafei did not hesitate to personally bring the person to Jiang Tiansheng.
He felt that coming in person was the only way to make a good impression on Mr. Jiang and highlight his achievements. There were only benefits and no drawbacks. Dafei considered himself extremely clever.
...
Arriving at the gate of Jiang Tiansheng's villa on the hillside, Dafei looked at the high barbed wire fence, walked up to his brother Aji who was on patrol, and cautiously asked, "Brother, which of the boss's wives are here today?"
Dafei was afraid that Aji would ignore him, so he quickly recounted what had happened at the Kowloon Villa.
He felt that he had probably offended the two female bosses, so he had to be extra careful.
Aji told the truth.
Dafei breathed a sigh of relief and led Shaqiang and the others into the villa.
They arrived at the swimming pool.
I met Jiang Tiansheng.
"Hello Mr. Jiang! Your swimming skills are almost on par with international swimming champions."
If the Olympics were held, Mr. Jiang would definitely win a gold medal.