Chapter 635
Lian Haodong's Actions
The top floor of a luxurious building.
Lian Haodong smiled as he stared at the expectant figure on the table, then raised his right hand and, amidst the astonished looks on the other side, declared a checkmate.
"General, stop looking, it's a dead end."
The man laughed heartily, "Lost again."
Lian Haolong smiled slightly, picked up his teacup, and said, "Here, have some tea."
Sister-in-law Susu came out from the side door, holding a brand-new check in her right hand, and sat down next to the man. "Fourth Brother, this is the... 80 million."
Fourth Brother smiled and carefully put the check away.
"You're no match for me at chess, Fourth Brother. Let's find another pastime in the future, like playing golf... You can beat me at golf."
Fourth Brother laughed heartily, "What's there to be so smug about? I'll definitely come back to retaliate next time."
Lian Haolong stood up. "Okay, then I'll wait for Fourth Brother... I'll take you downstairs."
The three of them turned around and walked away with smiles on their faces.
A car with license plate KH9888 was spotted outside, speeding away with Fourth Brother in tow.
As the bus turned downhill, it stopped on the side of the road.
There was a fat young man and a middle-aged man sitting in the car.
The two glanced at each other and then looked away.
The fat man kept his head down and wrote down the train ticket.
"Commander Liao, shall we follow?"
Liao Zhizhong took a sip of coffee from the car control panel, then picked up his phone and dialed, "What are you following me for?"
"Hey, any news from Lian Haolong's side?"
A woman's voice came from across the street, "There was no sound, I just saw a woman hand over a check."
"Okay, goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Liao Zhizhong took the record handed to him by the fat man and said, "Have the Ministry of Transport check whose car it is."
The fat man agreed, "They're very careful. I'm afraid they won't find anything."
Liao Zhizhong sneered, "Lian Haodong and his gang run prostitutes and gamblers, and they don't respect the police at all."
The fat man pondered for a moment, "Strictly speaking, wouldn't Fourth Uncle have broken the law?"
Liao Zhizhong leaned back in his seat. "Of course it counts. He's the one who provided the money to support Lian Haolong."
The fat man took a breath. "Actually, banks only lend money to factories, but they don't run factories."
Liao Zhizhong smiled and said, "You knew that Lian Haolong and his gang were trafficking drugs and forcing women into prostitution, yet you still lent them money. Isn't that breaking the law? When someone commits murder, do you only arrest the murderer? The mastermind is guilty of a much bigger crime."
The fat man nodded. "That's true."
Liao Zhizhong's gaze swept over the document in the fat man's hand and landed on the beginning of it. "You really want to be transferred?"
The fat man nodded, "Yes, my three daughters are still young, and I'm about to retire. I'm applying to be transferred to watch the reservoir."
Liao Zhizhong sighed, "This gang must be dealt with this time; it's been seven or eight years..."
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night.
A Hong Kong restaurant from the 1990s.
The third leader of Zhongyixin and the assassin, dressed in suits with their chests open, strode in.
The receptionist recognized them immediately and quickly said, "Mr. Luo Wu, Mr. Guo Heng, Mr. Lian have arrived."
The two walked straight to the elevator.
A man in a suit wearing sunglasses stood at the elevator entrance and smiled slightly when he saw the two of them.
"Yesterday, Tianhong was the star of the show, taking on Billy and his entire gang like a mad bull," Ah Heng said with a resentful expression.
"Damn it, what era are we living in? Still playing one-on-one?" Ah Wu shouted angrily, feeling that Luo Tianhong had completely stolen their thunder.
In a gang, whoever has the greatest ability will get more support from the underlings.
We'll rely on these underlings to grow bigger and stronger in the future.
Ah Wu pointed to himself and laughed, "Our generation eats brains more than money... Do you think this is the era of Chan Ho-nam? We told him to worship Guan Yu, not to become Guan Yu himself."
Ding-dong!
The elevator arrived at the first floor, the door opened, and three people walked in.
After pressing the floor button, two thugs, each about 1.6 meters tall, suddenly squeezed in.
"Are the three of you blind? Didn't you see us?"
The three of them exchanged a silent glance.
Upon reaching their floor, the elevator doors opened, and the receptionist greeted the three of them with a smile.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm before retreating.
Inside the elevator, Guan Tou lay on the ground, his arms bent backwards, covered in blood, his nose knocked off, barely breathing.
The three walked out indifferently.
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The elevator doors slowly closed, separating the two bald thugs, who had been beaten beyond recognition, into a crimson, enclosed space.
The hostess collapsed to the ground, her face ashen.
Lian Haolong was sitting in the main seat of the luxury private room, a cigar between his fingers, his expression blurred by the swirling smoke.
Sister-in-law Susu sat quietly to his left, playing with a gold pen in her hand.
She nodded slightly when she saw Ah Wu, Ah Heng, and Luo Tianhong walk in.
"Brother Long," the three greeted in unison.
Lian Haolong nodded, gesturing for them to sit down.
Su Su clapped her hands lightly, and the waiters filed in, bringing out one exquisite dish after another.
Only five people were seated around the large round table.
“Uncle’s side has been taken care of,” Lian Haolong said, picking up a piece of abalone. “The smooth delivery this time is all thanks to Tianhong for taking care of Billy and his group the day before yesterday.”
Luo Tianhong said expressionlessly, "They're blocking the way."
“I know you’re capable,” Ah Wu said sarcastically, “but what era are we living in? How much money can you make from fighting and killing? We’ve built such a big business with our brains!”
Ah Heng quickly smoothed things over: "Ah Wu is right, Tian Hong's skills were a great help. Everyone has their own strengths."
Su Su was elegantly cutting her steak when she suddenly interjected, "The police have been keeping a close eye on us lately. Today, when Fourth Uncle came, there were tails following us outside."
Lian Haolong sneered: "Liao Zhizhong and his gang have followed us for seven years, what have they accomplished? They've just wasted their time."
“Better safe than sorry,” Su Su warned. “I heard there’s some new activity within the police force, and it seems they’re going to target our funding chain.”
A brief silence fell over the private room.
Luo Tianhong suddenly spoke up: "If the police are going to take action, they should take action against Fourth Uncle first."
Lian Haolong looked up at him and said, "Continue."
“Fourth Uncle is our money bag. It’s difficult for the police to find evidence of Lian Haolong’s drug trafficking, but it’s easy to catch him for financial crimes.” Luo Tianhong said calmly, “That 80 million check today may have already been photographed.”
Su Su's expression changed slightly.
Ah Wu disagreed: "Fourth Uncle does things cleanly, the police won't find anything."
"Does murder only result in arresting the murderer?" Luo Tianhong retorted, repeating what Liao Zhizhong had said in the car earlier that day, "The mastermind's crime is much more serious."
A hint of admiration flashed in Lian Haolong's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
He raised his glass: "Let's not talk about that today, let's celebrate this successful deal. Another shipment is coming from Thailand next week, Tianhong, you go pick it up."
Luo Tianhong nodded.
Ah Wu's face was grim; this was originally his job.
Halfway through the dinner, Lian Haolong's phone rang.
He glanced at the number, frowned slightly, got up and walked to the window to answer the call.
The call was brief, and when he returned, his expression was noticeably gloomy.
"What's wrong?" Su Su asked softly.
Lian Haolong glanced at the four people present and slowly said, "Afa lost 30 million in a casino in Macau and borrowed money from loan sharks."
Ah Fa is the alias of Lian Haodong, Lian Haolong's younger brother. He is the nominal second-in-command of Zhongyixin, but in reality, he is a spendthrift playboy.
Ah Wu couldn't help but curse, "They'll get us all killed sooner or later!"
“That’s enough,” Lian Haolong stopped her. “He’s my brother. Susu, send him the money tomorrow and settle the accounts.”
Su Su hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay."
The dinner ended hastily in an unpleasant atmosphere.
When leaving, Luo Tianhong was the last to walk.
As he turned the corner in the corridor, a waiter accidentally bumped into him, spilling red wine from his tray all over him.
"I'm so sorry, sir!" the waiter apologized hastily.
Luo Tianhong looked down at the wine stains on his suit, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the waiter by the neck, lifting him off the ground. The waiter kicked wildly, his face turning purple.
"Tianhong." Susu's voice came from behind.
Luo Tianhong released his grip, and the waiter collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
"It's just a piece of clothing," Su Su approached and handed him a handkerchief. "Why get so angry?"
Luo Tianhong took the handkerchief but didn't wipe away the wine stains: "He didn't do it by accident."
Su Su raised an eyebrow.
Luo Tianhong bent down, took a miniature camera from the waiter's pocket, and crushed it on the ground.
“The police,” he said coldly.
Su Su's expression changed drastically as she looked around.
The corridor was deserted, but a sense of crisis lingered.
"Hurry up," she whispered.
The two quickly left the restaurant and got into the waiting Mercedes.
Inside the car, Lian Haolong had been waiting for a long time.
"Is it cleaned up?" Lian Hao asked without looking up.
Luo Tianhong nodded: "One undercover police officer. There might be more than one."
Lian Haolong finally raised his eyes, a cold glint in them: "It seems Liao Zhizhong is serious this time."
The car drove into the night.
Looking at the neon lights flowing outside the window, Su Su said softly, "I don't think A Dong's matter is simple. The timing of his losing money in Macau is too coincidental."
Lian Haolong was silent for a moment: "You suspect someone set a trap?"
“Loyalty and integrity are a big target, and there are many people who want to bring us down,” Su Su analyzed. “The most effective method is to undermine us from within. A Dong is our weakness.”
Luo Tianhong suddenly spoke up: "Do you need me to go to Macau and take a look?"
“No,” Lian Haolong rejected, “You have more important things to do. Susu, send someone to investigate Macau and see who is behind this.”
Everyone understands that Chung Yee Shin is facing the biggest crisis in seven years, and this crisis comes not only from the police, but also possibly from enemies lurking in the shadows.
Meanwhile, inside the police surveillance vehicle, Liao Zhizhong was listening to a wiretapped recording.
The technical officer took off his headset and shook his head: "One was found; the equipment was destroyed."
Liao Zhizhong wasn't surprised: "If Lian Haolong were so easy to monitor, he would have been caught long ago. What about the other listening points?"
“The surveillance cameras outside the restaurant captured them leaving, but we couldn’t listen in from inside the car. However,” the officer pulled up a blurry video, “this was ten minutes ago, when Lian Haolong’s driver went to the underground parking garage alone and lingered by the trash can for thirty seconds.”
"Check the trash cans."
“We’ve already checked,” the officer said, handing over an evidence bag containing several charred pieces of paper. “Most of them were burned, but the forensic team pieced together a few words: ‘Thailand,’ ‘next week,’ ‘pier.’”
Liao Zhizhong's eyes lit up: "They're going to transport new cargo. Notify the marine police and customs to keep a close eye on all the docks, especially those that can receive ships from Thailand."
The chubby police officer, who was taking notes, couldn't help but ask, "Sir, why don't we just arrest Lian Haolong? We should have enough evidence."
"What good would arresting him do?" Liao Zhizhong smiled bitterly. "He has a top-notch legal team; he'll only be detained for a few days at most. What we want is to uproot him completely, catch him red-handed, and bring him to justice."
He looked out the window in the direction where Lian Haolong's convoy had disappeared: "Moreover, I have a feeling something's going to happen within Zhongyixin. The conflict between Awu and Luo Tianhong is becoming increasingly apparent, and Lian Haodong is a ticking time bomb. Sometimes, it's the enemy of my enemy."
The words were left unsaid, but the meaning was clear.
The fat man nodded thoughtfully.
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Luo Tianhong returned to her apartment.
A spacious room on the top floor of an industrial building was almost empty except for a bed, a sandbag, and a wall full of swords.
He took off his wine-stained suit, walked shirtless to the sandbag, and began to hit it.
Each punch was heavy and precise, and the sandbag swayed with a dull thud.
His thoughts drifted back to many years ago, when he was a street thug who was being hunted down because of a bloody incident. It was Lian Haolong who saved him and gave him a new identity and status.
loyalty.
This is the only principle that Luo Tianhong believes in.
But lately, he has become increasingly uneasy.
Ah Wu's ambition grew ever larger, and Lian Haodong's stupidity could kill everyone. Meanwhile, Sister-in-law Su Su and Luo Tianhong stopped hitting, sweat dripping down their muscle lines.
Susu is Lian Haolong's wife and the actual financial controller of Zhongyixin.
She was intelligent and calm, but Luo Tianhong always felt that she was hiding something.
Especially recently, she has been meeting with her fourth uncle more and more frequently in private.
His thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of his phone.
It was an encrypted message: "Meet me at the usual place at 10 AM tomorrow. —Su"
Luo Tianhong frowned.
Su Su rarely contacted him directly, and even less often arranged to meet him in private.
He replied with a single word: "Okay".
The next morning, Luo Tianhong arrived at a quiet coffee shop in Central as agreed.
Su Su was already sitting in the corner, wearing sunglasses, with an untouched cup of coffee in front of her.
"Sister-in-law." Luo Tianhong sat down opposite her.
Su Su took off her sunglasses, revealing faint dark circles under her eyes: "Tian Hong, I'll get straight to the point. There's a traitor in Zhongyixin."
Luo Tianhong's expression remained unchanged: "Who?"
“I’m not sure, but in the last few operations, the police seemed to know about it in advance.” Su Su lowered her voice. “I suggest canceling or rescheduling that shipment from Thailand.”
"Brother Long won't agree."
Su Su gave Luo Tianhong a deep look and then laughed, "That's true."
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That afternoon, Lian Haolong convened a meeting of core members.
Besides Awu, Aheng, Luo Tianhong, and Susu, there are three other hall masters.
Lian Haolong cut straight to the point: "The shipment from Thailand arrived ahead of schedule and will be at port tomorrow night."
Ah Wu exclaimed in surprise, "In advance? Why weren't we notified in advance?"
"For security reasons," Lian Haolong said calmly, "the fewer people who know, the better. Tianhong, you take people to pick up the goods. Awu, you're in charge of warehouse security. Susu, prepare the funds."
Su Su nodded, but Luo Tianhong noticed a hint of tension in her brief eye contact with Lian Haolong.
Ah Wu was clearly unhappy about being assigned a secondary task, but dared not object.
Lian Haolong looked around at everyone: "This transaction is related to the operation of Zhongyixin for the next six months, and it cannot be lost. Whoever causes problems will be dealt with according to the family rules."
The meeting ended, and everyone dispersed.
Luo Tianhong deliberately stayed until the end, and after everyone else had left, he said to Lian Haolong, "Brother Long, I think this operation is risky."
Lian Haolong lit a cigar: "What's risk-free?"
"My sister-in-law seems very worried."
Lian Haolong paused slightly as he smoked, his expression inscrutable behind the smoke: "Susu has been under a lot of pressure lately; the events in Macau have made her nervous. Just focus on your work, don't worry about anything else."
Luo Tianhong nodded and left, but her doubts deepened.
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Inside the police monitoring station, Liao Zhizhong received an anonymous phone call. The caller only said six words: "Tomorrow night, Sai Kung Pier."
"Who are you?" Liao Zhizhong pressed, but the call had already ended.
He pondered for a moment, then ordered: "Mobilize manpower; there will be a major operation at Sai Kung Pier tomorrow night. Notify the marine police for support."
"Sir, is the information reliable?" the fat man asked.
"It's better to believe it's true," Liao Zhizhong said sharply. "This might be an opportunity we've been waiting for for seven years."
Meanwhile, Luo Tianhong was wiping his longsword in his apartment.
My phone lit up with a message from an unknown number: "Beware of an inside job, there's something wrong with the goods."
Luo Tianhong stared at the message for a long time without moving.
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Meanwhile, at the Buddha's Church.
Chan Ho-nam and his gang of henchmen were cleaning up the corpses on the ground, he didn't even dare to lift his head to look at them.
Feng Yuxiu sat in his chair, staring at the trembling Buddha. "Call the police. Lian Haolong's goods are at Saigon Port."
Brother Buddha looked terrified. "Big Brother, what are you going to do?"
"I'll give you three seconds, or I'll chop you up and feed you to your daughter in a meat grinder."
"Yes, yes, yes." Brother Buddha hurriedly stood up and ran out. After running a few steps, he stumbled and fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to stop at all and continued to crawl forward.
The devil, this is a devil.
Killing people is as easy as mowing grass!
The devil. (End of Chapter)