"Thanks to Sir Yan's care and the support of my friends in the underworld, I was able to open an Opium den and three Gambling den in your Mong Kok territory last month," said Bo Cong, as Yan Hung pulled him to sit at the table. "Even when A-Tai misspoke and did something wrong last time, you still looked after Heroes. I am extremely grateful."
Although Bo Cong downplayed the matter, saying that Chen Tai had said or done something wrong, both of them knew that the matter was not as simple as Chen Tai saying or doing something wrong.
"A-Tai is a law-abiding citizen in Mong Kok. Of course, I like having more people like A-Tai; it would make things much easier for us cops." Yan Hung glanced at Chen Tai, but said to Bo Cong, "There's something I'd like to ask Brother Cong for help with."
"Sir Yan needs my help, of course I'll do my duty without hesitation," said Bo Cong with a smile.
Seeing that Yan Hung was still staring at Chen Tai, Bo Cong waved his hand. "A-Tai, go and entertain the officers that Sir Yan brought outside."
"Understood, Big Brother." Chen Tai turned and left the private room.
Yan Hung shifted his gaze back to Bo Cong's calm, smiling face, "Wo On Lok, the Foreign Devil in the Police Force are very dissatisfied with Wo On Lok lately. Wo On Lok's Opium den is running rampant, and foreign reporters even took pictures of it and published it in the newspapers. So I want to find an excuse to gain some credit and at the same time flatter the Foreign Devil."
"Sir Yan, you've come to the wrong person for this kind of thing, haven't you? Both Heroes and Anle have the character 'He' in their He-prefix gangs. It would be a laughing stock for outsiders if they fought among themselves. Besides Sir Yan, you're Lao Fu's Red Pole. You shouldn't need Heroes's help with this kind of thing." After hearing Bo Cong Yan Hung finish speaking, Bo Cong's smile remained unchanged, and he still spoke to Yan Hung with that amicable and prosperous demeanor.
Yan Hung was silent for a moment, then extended his left hand, fingers spread, and gestured in front of Bo Cong: "I'll pay this amount if you're willing."
"Although I have a limp and it's hard for me to make a living, I only have 50,000 yuan..." Bo Cong's smile grew even brighter, even carrying a hint of disdain.
"It's five hundred thousand." Yan Hung interrupted Bo Cong: "Lee Jusheng, and a Detective Chief Inspector will fill his position. My boss is planning to promote me to the Detective Chief Inspector position. If I can get on good terms with Wo On Lok and flatter the Foreign Devil, the Detective Chief Inspector position should be a sure thing."
Bo Cong gasped!
If you offer 500,000 in bonuses to Wo On Lok, not to mention Harmony Heroes, a small gang that's barely considered middle-class now, even big gangs like Fuyixing, the Five Counties Youth Society, the Eastern Guangdong Gang, Wo Shing Wo would be tempted. You don't even need that much money to buy a Detective Chief Inspector position. Isn't Sergeant Hung's flattery price a bit too high?
Bo Cong tapped his cane. "Sir Yan, 500,000? Don't even mention my Heroes, even the big gang leaders would be scrambling to take it. Why would you think of letting a cripple like me get it?"
"Because this 500,000 will be paid off later," Yan Hung said frankly to Bo Cong. "Among the Hong Kong underworld figures, you're the first person I think of who would dare to bet on this."
Bo Cong stroked the smooth ball-shaped head of the cane, his smile gradually fading. "You think too highly of me, Sir Yan. Even the big gangsters at Harmony Heroes Temple wouldn't dare bet on you, Harmony Heroes. What if you deny it later? Am I supposed to go to the police station to collect the debt? Today's expenses for you and the officers are on me. It's best not to say anything that might spoil the mood."
After saying that, he got up to call the waiters at the club to arrange the banquet, and the woman came in to keep Yan Hung, while he himself wanted to leave.
Yan Hung sat down, biting his lip, a fierce glint flashing across his face. "Brother Cong, about the price..."
"Hey~" Bo Cong turned around and interrupted Yan Hung: "Lord Ting Wo On Lok and more than a dozen Big Brother have gone abroad for vacation. Even if Harmony Heroes could take the opportunity to cause trouble now, it wouldn't be in accordance with the rules. When they come back, they can call on other He-prefix gangs and drive me out. It's just idle talk."
Yan Hung tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "There are two sides to everything. If you go back to Hong Kong Wo On Lok those Big Brother like Anle, then Harmony Heroes will naturally be in trouble. But have you thought about what if they don't come back? If you lose the gamble, you can blame your bad luck; if you win, you'll be rich. The most important thing is, do you want to gamble?"
Bo Cong nimbly twirled his cane before sitting back down in front of Yan Hung: "Actually, we could look into this. I have a safer idea."
Chapter 391 Blood Splattered at the Soda Factory
Chen Tai, with a dozen or so men, stood across the street from the gate of the United Soda Factory in To Kwa Wan, waiting for the Soda Factory workers to finish their shift.
"That guy from the Shui Fong named A-Mao owes you seven yuan. You went to collect the debt and he and a few other workers beat you up, right?" Chen Tai spat out his cigarette butt and asked a timid-looking middle-aged man dressed as a laborer next to him.
The middle-aged man, his face lined with wrinkles, looked quite distressed and burdened. Hearing Chen Tai's question, he hurriedly nodded and repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, yes..."
"Don't be afraid. You've joined Harmony Heroes today, you're my brother. If someone hits you, they're disrespecting me Harmony Heroes. You call me Brother Tai, of course I'll stand up for you. When those bastards come out, make sure you recognize them carefully," Chen Tai instructed.
"I know, I know, I know them all."
It was already getting dark, around 6 p. m., when the iron gate of the Soda Factory was finally pushed open. Groups of soda workers dressed in various outfits poured out, calling out to their friends, seemingly preparing to get together for a few drinks after work.
"A-Su, take him over to get a closer look so he can recognize you." Chen Tai had received instructions from Bo Cong today, and the men he brought were all shrewd and capable. His leader, Tie Tou Su, had even been specially summoned from Central to To Kwa Wan.
"I know, Big Brother." Tie Tou Su put his arm around the middle-aged man's neck, led a few of his men across the street, and stood directly in front of the Soda Factory's gate. "Recognize him, tell me, and I'll help you keep him here."
When Tie Tou Su and his group walked to the factory gate, the workers leaving the factory made way for them and walked away from both sides. They didn't seem surprised to see martial arts figures here. Some workers lost money gambling, and every now and then, martial arts figures would block the gate to collect debts. So, the workers and Tie Tou Su were just like the other martial arts figures, here to wait for the workers to collect their debts.