Port Birth, Wang Fengyi

Hong Kong Movies world.

Under Hong Kong Island's neon-woven night, Starry Building stood in Tsim Sha Tsui's core commercial district like a silent beast.

From the chairman's office on the top floor, the glittering night view of Victoria Harbour stretched beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Dazzling lights shone through the enormous glass curtain wall, casting mottled reflections across the mirror-smooth marble floor.

Lin Yao slowly opened his eyes, his fingertips twitching slightly as he sensed the tidal force surging through his body—the combined strength of six parallel-world versions of himself.

Lin Yao's lips curved into a satisfied smile at the fulfilling sensation of winning while lying down.

However, he deliberately suppressed the leakage of his power, because there was still an outsider standing before his desk.

A lawyer in a tailored black suit was carefully putting away the signed employment contract.

Fine beads of sweat covered the man's forehead as his gaze swept over Lin Yao.

Faced with a man who was publicly a Hung Hing hall master, yet controlled several massive and entirely legitimate financial chains and radiated an unmistakably untouchable aura, his tone became increasingly fawning:

"Mr. Lin, rest assured! No matter what legal trouble you encounter in the future, even compliance issues involving triad affairs, I can handle everything flawlessly for you!"

"I naturally trust a lawyer's expertise."

Lin Yao rose to his feet and lightly shook the lawyer's hand, the pressure in his fingertips impossible to question.

"I'll be relying on you from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look behind him.

A beautiful secretary in a champagne-colored, figure-hugging dress was lowering her head as she massaged his shoulders and neck. Her long black hair draped softly over her fair neck.

"Port Birth, see the lawyer out. Also, invite Mr. Li in."

"Yes, Boss."

Port Birth raised her head in response. Her delicate features appeared even more radiant under the warm yellow lights. She bent her knees slightly, her skirt outlining her graceful figure.

When she stood, her long legs wrapped in black stockings moved with elegant curves. Raising a slender hand in invitation, she spoke gently yet efficiently:

"Mr. Lawyer, this way, please."

Port Birth was the female lead of The Unwritten Law. However, her fate had long since been rewritten when she met Lin Yao.

Originally, she had been a girl plagued by misfortune.

Born on Hong Kong Island, she had failed to obtain a birth certificate due to a hospital oversight and had lived on the mainland with her mother since childhood.

As her mother lay dying, she tremblingly stuffed an old yellowed photograph into her hands and told her to go to Hong Kong Island to seek refuge with her aunt.

Yet the moment she set foot on the Hong Kong Island docks, greedy human smugglers had their eyes on her. Fortunately, she encountered Lin Yao, and everything changed.

All those people from the original story who had caused her tragic fate were found by Lin Yao.

On a stormy night, the human smugglers, her uncle by marriage, and the rest were directly encased in cement and sunk into Victoria Harbour.

Meanwhile, Port Birth underwent a complete transformation under Lin Yao's guidance.

Not only did she learn business etiquette and financial management, but she also trained in basic combat skills under Lin Yao's arrangements.

The timidity that had once filled her eyes was long gone, replaced by composure and competence.

At this moment, every gesture she made displayed the charm of a professional woman. Yet when she looked at Lin Yao, there remained a trace of dependence that was difficult to detect.

Knock, knock, knock—

The crisp knocking interrupted his thoughts. Port Birth led a dark-skinned young man in a gray jacket inside.

The young man had dark skin and an ordinary appearance. Only his sharp eyes revealed his cleverness. He was Li Jiayuan, nicknamed Jimmy, the male lead of Triad Society.

"Mr. Lin, hello. I'm Li Jiayuan."

As Jimmy entered the office, his gaze swiftly swept across the luxurious decor.

The Italian leather sofa, the custom-made German desk, and the famous oil paintings hanging on the walls made him pause slightly before he immediately stepped forward to shake Lin Yao's hand respectfully.

"No need for formalities, Mr. Li. Sit."

Lin Yao pointed at the sofa opposite him, his tone calm.

As Jimmy sat down, his back tensed slightly.

Unlike other punks, he had not joined Wo Luen Shing to fight his way to the top, but to protect his business.

Hong Kong Island's public security was chaotic, and idle triad members could be seen everywhere on the streets.

Ordinary businessmen without triad connections would, at best, have people constantly come to shake them down for money. At worst, their shops would be smashed and their goods stolen.

To keep his business alive, he had gritted his teeth and joined Wo Luen Shing.

Over the years, using Wo Luen Shing's name, his business had grown larger and larger. Yet the thought of going legitimate had already taken root in his heart.

He had secretly shifted most of his businesses to the mainland, trying to cut ties with the triads, but Director Shi on the mainland had given him a difficult condition.

Unless he became Wo Luen Shing's leader, he could forget about establishing himself in the mainland market.

Therefore, he greatly envied Lin Yao's ability to develop steadily while maintaining a triad identity.

"Mr. Li, I've never liked beating around the bush."

Lin Yao picked up the pu'er tea on the table, the rising steam obscuring his expression.

"I think highly of the mainland's prospects and want to establish businesses there. I heard you have plenty of connections on the mainland, so I want to partner with you.

"Also, I know you're competing to become Wo Luen Shing's leader. To show my sincerity, I can fully support you in taking that position. What do you think?"

Jimmy's fingers curled slightly as he fell silent for a moment.

While waiting in the reception hall, he had already noticed the guards from Starry Security.

Every one of them stood straight as a pine, with sharp eyes and bulging waists. One look was enough to tell they were veterans who had experienced battlefields.

The fact that Lin Yao could recruit such people spoke volumes about his wealth and connections. What Jimmy lacked most now was support, and Lin Yao's proposal was exactly what he wanted.

"Mr. Lin, happy cooperation!"

Jimmy extended his hand, a flash of resolve crossing his eyes.

After reaching the agreement, Lin Yao immediately made a call:

"Wong Kin Kwan, take your squad and help Mr. Li deal with Wo Luen Shing. Remember, keep it clean and efficient."

A deep response came from the other end of the line:

"Understood, Boss."

Wong Kin Kwan was Lin Yao's most "special" subordinate. Compared to Li Kit and Li Fu's moral limits, his own were lower than the dust.

As long as the money was enough, even if he were told to charge into a police station with a blade in hand, he would not so much as frown.

That was precisely why Lin Yao had assigned him to an independent security squad, specifically to handle those matters that could not see the light of day.

At present, there were three people qualified to compete for leadership of Wo Luen Shing: Jimmy, Dongguan Boy, and Lok Shao.

Jimmy was more of a businessman and lacked capable fighters under him. In the original story, he spent heavily to hire Pay More Brother to deal with the other two.

But now, with Wong Kin Kwan's squad, there was no longer any need for Pay More Brother. Those men fresh from the battlefield were ten times more ruthless than him.

Several days later, Stanley Prison.

The air conditioning was turned up high in the warden's office.

Lin Yao sat on the sofa, looking at the man in prison uniform before him.

Xiahou Wu, formerly a disciple of the Foshan Wuguan Heyi Sect, had been hired as a martial arts instructor for the Hong Kong Island police force half a year ago. However, he had accidentally killed an opponent during a sparring match and was sentenced to prison.

Xiahou Wu stood tall. Even in prison clothes, he could not conceal his fierce presence. He was the male lead of Kung Fu Killer.

Not only was he highly skilled in martial arts himself, but he was also adept at teaching others. In the original story, Feng Yuxiu had become a top expert after studying on his own for three years using only the notes Xiahou Wu left behind.

"Mr. Xiahou."

Lin Yao got straight to the point.

"I know you have a junior sister waiting for you outside. If you are willing to join Starry Security as an instructor and teach your martial arts to my people without holding anything back, I can have you out immediately."

A flicker passed through Xiahou Wu's eyes as his junior sister's smiling face appeared in his mind. After a moment of silence, he nodded heavily. "All right. I agree."

Lin Yao immediately contacted a lawyer. After some "maneuvering," Xiahou Wu walked out of prison under the pretext of medical parole.

That very day, he changed into Starry Security's instructor uniform and began training the veteran soldiers.

"We now interrupt with breaking news. An explosion occurred at Galaxy Mall, owned by Property Group, half an hour ago. Thick smoke is billowing from the scene, and it is suspected to be a terrorist attack. The police have sealed off the area..."

Lin Yao was reclining on the sofa, continuing to familiarize himself with the suddenly increased power within him, when the news bulletin on television made his eyes narrow.

The Galaxy Mall Bombing was the plot of Police Story 2.

Since the second film's plot had begun, the third was not far away—that was an unexpected windfall of 330 million USD, and he naturally would not miss it.

But the bombing also reminded him that the Hong Kong Movies world was far more dangerous than he had imagined. Even with Li Kit and the others protecting him at close range, he still had to remain cautious.

His current strength could withstand ordinary bullets, but if he encountered wide-area weapons of mass destruction, he would still be in danger.

"I still need to develop quietly."

The moon was dark and the wind was high. Waves crashed against the reefs, producing dull booms.

In a remote stretch of sea at the southwestern corner of Hong Kong Island, two speedboats silently drew close under the cover of night.

Everyone aboard wore black raincoats and masks. They swiftly moved heavy wooden crates, all of them filled with smuggled weapons.

The transaction was completed quickly, and the two speedboats departed in different directions. Their engines soon vanished into the night.

One of the speedboats made a wide detour before finally stopping at an uninhabited beach.

The leading man in black jumped ashore first. Rain soaked his raincoat, outlining his muscular frame.

He waved behind him, and his subordinates immediately carried the wooden crates ashore and transferred them into an underground chamber in a nearby warehouse.

Once all the weapons had been stored, the man in black removed his hood. It was Wong Kin Kwan.

He took out his phone and called Lin Yao. "Boss, it's done."

"Mm, good work."

Lin Yao's voice came through the receiver, accompanied by what seemed to be soft laughter in the background.

"Tell the brothers that everyone gets a bonus. Consider it compensation for their hard work."

"Thank you, Boss!"

Wong Kin Kwan's eyes lit up as he hurriedly thanked him.

After hanging up, Wong Kin Kwan looked at the weapons in the underground chamber, a vicious smile curling across his lips.

He knew that the buyer in this transaction was He Shichang—the trusted confidant of Uncle Dong, the leader of Quanxing Society.

Quanxing Society was a second-rate triad with several thousand members.

In recent years, Uncle Dong had been intent on taking the triad legitimate and had gradually shut down its illicit businesses, causing considerable dissatisfaction among many of its leaders.

Not long ago, Uncle Dong had gone to prison, and the triad's power had fallen into the hands of his daughter, Wang Fengyi.

However, Wang Fengyi was a pampered young lady who had never been exposed to triad affairs. The moment she took office, she announced a complete ban on all illicit businesses.

This thoroughly offended the leaders who made their living from such activities. They appeared compliant on the surface, but they had long since been defying her in secret.

"The people below want to rise to the top. Too bad the Boss has stepped in now."

Wong Kin Kwan understood some of the intricacies involved. He sneered and turned to lock the underground chamber's door.

Meanwhile, Lin Yao was quite interested in Wang Fengyi's innocent and pitiful appearance.

"Helping her out while I'm at it can count as doing a good deed."

Smiling, he picked up the red wine on the table and handed a glass to Port Birth beside him.

Tsim Sha Tsui, office of the Anti-Triad Unit chief.

Lü Jianda rubbed his throbbing temples. A stack of Quanxing Society files lay spread out before him, but he could not read a single word.

More than half a month ago, he had personally arrested Uncle Dong and sent him to prison. When his girlfriend Wang Fengyi learned of it, she had argued fiercely with him on the spot, and their relationship had plunged to freezing point.

What gave him an even bigger headache was that after Wang Fengyi took over Quanxing Society, his position at the police station had become extremely awkward.

His colleagues suspected that he would show favoritism, while his superior had summoned him for a reprimand and ordered him to either break up with Wang Fengyi or voluntarily request a transfer.

"One side is my career, the other is my girlfriend..."

Lü Jianda irritably raked his fingers through his hair, caught in a dilemma.

Knock, knock, knock—

Someone knocked on the door. A beautiful female officer in police uniform entered and handed him a letter. "Chief, this is for you. It's anonymous."

Lü Jianda opened the letter, and his expression grew darker the more he read.

The letter gave a detailed report of He Shichang smuggling weapons. Although there was no concrete evidence, it was written with enough detail that it was clearly not fabricated out of thin air.

"Wang Fengyi!"

He abruptly rose to his feet and called his girlfriend, suppressed anger in his voice.

"Come to my office immediately!"

Half an hour later, Wang Fengyi stormed into the office in a white dress. "Lü Jianda, what are you getting angry about?"

"What am I getting angry about?"

Lü Jianda slammed the report letter onto the desk.

"Look at this! He Shichang is smuggling weapons. What kind of triad leader are you? Either give up Quanxing Society immediately, or get your people under control! Don't make things difficult for me!"

Publicly reprimanded, Wang Fengyi's eyes reddened, but she stubbornly bit her lip. "I'll handle it!"

With that, she turned and left, heading straight for Jinxing International Company under Quanxing Society. He Shichang's office was there.

Meanwhile, in Jinxing International Company's conference room.

He Shichang, dressed in a crisp suit, looked at Lin Yao opposite him with a broad smile.

"Mr. Lin, you've inspected Jinxing International as well. Uncle Dong established this company to go legitimate, and it's only valued at thirty million Hong Kong Dollars. You're willing to buy it outright for fifty million. You truly have a keen eye!"

Holding a cup of coffee, Lin Yao slowly stirred it. "Manager He, the price is negotiable as long as the paperwork is completed quickly."

He Shichang was overjoyed—selling a thirty-million company for fifty million would give him enough money to buy even more weapons. Before long, he could become worth over a hundred million.

As for Jinxing International's business, compared to weapons smuggling, it was simply not worth mentioning.

"Rest assured, Mr. Lin. I guarantee that all the procedures will be completed within three days!" He Shichang promised, patting his chest.

Knock, knock, knock—

Urgent knocking suddenly sounded. The secretary, Aida, hurried into the room and whispered a few words into He Shichang's ear.

He Shichang's expression changed drastically. Wang Fengyi had barged into his office and was searching through everything!

"Mr. Lin, I'm terribly sorry, but I have a personal matter to handle. Please wait a moment."

He Shichang stood up and then instructed Aida, "Pour Mr. Lin a fresh cup of coffee. Treat him well."

Watching He Shichang's hurriedly departing figure, a playful smile appeared on Lin Yao's lips.

He was the one who had arranged for that report letter to be sent to Lü Jianda. His goal was to force Lü Jianda and Wang Fengyi to fall out, accelerating He Shichang's move against Wang Fengyi.

As for acquiring the company, it was merely an excuse for him to show up in person, all so he could "just happen" to arrive in time for a hero saving a beauty.

Inside He Shichang's office, Wang Fengyi was bent over, searching through a filing cabinet. Her red miniskirt clung to her movements, outlining her shapely curves, while her long legs encased in black stockings were especially eye-catching.

She held a stack of photographs, all showing He Shichang conducting deals with arms dealers. She trembled with rage.

"Miss, what are you looking for?" He Shichang quietly shut the door and locked it, his voice carrying a hint of malice.

Wang Fengyi spun around and slammed the photos onto the desk. "He Shichang! How dare you smuggle arms behind my back!"

"Behind your back?"

He Shichang sneered and advanced on her step by step.

"Ever since you shut down all the side businesses, which one of the bosses hasn't been complaining? Without money, how are they supposed to support their men? I'm smuggling arms to help you keep the gang stable!"

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Wang Fengyi's wrist, yanked hard, and shoved her onto the sofa.

"Besides, Miss, I've liked you for a long time. I liked you from the very first time I saw you."

"Let go of me! Help! Somebody help!"

Wang Fengyi struggled desperately, but He Shichang pinned her down tightly. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

"Scream all you want. Even if you scream your throat raw, no one will come save you! Everyone outside is mine!"

He Shichang grinned viciously and reached out to tear her skirt.

Bang—!

At that moment, the office door was kicked open with a violent crash, sending splinters flying.

Li Kit and Li Fu rushed in at once, dragged He Shichang away, pinned him against the wall, and rained punches down on him.

Lin Yao walked in, took off his tailored suit jacket, and gently draped it over Wang Fengyi.

Her skirt had already been torn, exposing a patch of fair skin. "Miss Fengyi, are you all right?"

Wang Fengyi looked up and saw the gentleness in Lin Yao's eyes. All her strength collapsed in an instant, and she threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears. "Sob..."

"Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, no one will ever hurt you again."

Lin Yao gently stroked her back, but his eyes were icy cold as he gave Li Kit a meaningful look. Li Kit understood, drew a dagger, and with a flash of cold light, He Shichang let out a miserable scream—his "fifth limb" had been destroyed.

Lin Yao took out his phone and called the police. "Hello, police? There's been an assault at Jinxing International Company. The suspect has been subdued. Please come immediately."

Not long afterward, Lü Jianda hurried over.

Seeing that Wang Fengyi was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he frowned when he saw Lin Yao's suit on her, his tone turning even more displeased. "Fengyi, how many times have I told you to stay away from people in these gangs?"

"Lü Jianda!" Wang Fengyi shoved him away, her eyes filled with disappointment. "I was almost assaulted just now. He saved me, yet instead of thanking him, you're blaming me? We're through!"

Lü Jianda froze, then sneered. "Fine, then we're through! I've long had enough of being pointed at by my colleagues because of you!" With that, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Watching Lü Jianda's retreating back, Wang Fengyi cried even harder. Lin Yao gently patted her back, a calculating gleam flashing through his eyes—everything was under his control.

Night fell, and Lin Yao accompanied Wang Fengyi back to her villa. In the living room, wine bottles lay scattered everywhere. Wang Fengyi's cheeks were flushed, her gaze unfocused; she was clearly already drunk. "Mr. Lin, thank you... If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would've done..."

"Just call me Lin Yao." Lin Yao supported her, his tone gentle. "Don't think about those unhappy things anymore."

Wang Fengyi raised her head and gazed into Lin Yao's deep eyes. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him. Lin Yao did not push her away. Instead, he swept her into his arms and carried her toward the bedroom.