Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 628, Section 218: Greedy people deserve to die.

Seeing that the boss was already determined, Shrimp took Wen Hailiang's Patek Philippe watch, put it in his pocket, nodded, and indicated that he would definitely do as he was told.

Five million! He couldn't earn that much in his entire life! If he doesn't work hard now, when will he?

"Don't worry, I will definitely do as you say!"

Hearing Xia Zai's assurance, Wen Hailiang felt a little relieved. He took the money box from Xia Zai's hand and let Hua Pao lead the way.

Huapao whispered a few words to his trusted subordinate, gave him some instructions, and then led the way.

One after the other, the two entered the warehouse. As soon as they entered, Hua Pao closed the warehouse door and forcibly took the box from Wen Hailiang's hands.

“Wen Sheng, this was arranged by Sa Sheng, please forgive us.”

"this way please!"

Huapao simply explained the situation, pointed out the direction, and told Wen Hailiang to move forward.

Man is a knife, I am a fish!

Having exhausted all other options, Wen Hailiang could only keep moving forward. His doubts grew stronger, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep going.

After walking through rows of shipping containers for five minutes, Wen Hailiang arrived at the back door of the warehouse. But the scene behind the warehouse left him speechless.

Five or six forklifts were working around the clock, and a dozen or so shady-looking gangsters, wearing safety helmets, were moving the mountains of home appliances out of the warehouse in batches.

The warehouse at Taikoo Wharf contains at least tens of thousands of small household appliances, including refrigerators, color TVs, washing machines, radios, kettles, rice cookers, and electric fans. These are all manufactured by the electrical appliance factories under the Wen family.

These appliances are outdated, but outdated doesn't mean worthless. There's a shortage of home appliances north of the border, and Hei Ahu has already managed to get a batch out, selling them at a profit.

That's why Wen Hailiang didn't clear out the stock or sell it at a rock-bottom price. These are all cash, and the tens of thousands of appliances are worth tens of millions.

"Fireworks, what's going on here? Who are they from?"

Wen Hailiang looked terrible and couldn't hold back any longer, so he asked directly.

"Mr. Wen, I don't know. Mr. Sa only asked me to invite you. These gangsters have nothing to do with Mr. Sa!"

Huapao didn't know either. When he arrived, he saw these gangsters moving goods. He asked Sadangdan, who told him to pretend he didn't see anything and avoid trouble, saying it was the order from above.

Seeing someone tearing his flesh away, Wen Hailiang's face turned very ugly, but he knew what was important and what was urgent. Now was not the time to worry about such a trivial matter, so he continued to follow behind Huapao.

The two walked out of the warehouse, through the container area, and finally arrived at the dock unloading area.

Sadangdan was standing on the shore, chatting with someone.

It was too dark, and Wen Hailiang's eyesight was failing, so he couldn't see who Sa Dangdan was talking to at all, and could only continue walking forward.

"Uncle Wen, you look much more haggard than I have seen in the past few days!"

When Wen Hailiang reached half a meter in front of Sadangdan, he was stunned to see the person who greeted him. His mouth was agape, and he was speechless for a long time.

The person who greeted Wen Hailiang was Chi Mengli. He was still wearing the same evening tuxedo he wore when he met Wen Tianxin. He turned around and waved to Wen Hailiang.

Fell into a trap!
Realizing he couldn't escape, Wen Hailiang tried to reach for his waist, but someone grabbed his hand and pulled the lion-nose belt from his waist.

"Uncle Wen, we're all old acquaintances, there's no need to get so angry as soon as we meet."

Spinach Dong, wearing gloves, held a Black Star pistol in one hand and Wen Hailiang's Lion Nose in the other. He then gave Wen Hailiang a push, making him walk forward.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind! Ah Sheng, you've lured away all my partners! Your methods are truly cunning. This old horse of mine is getting old; it's time for this new horse of yours to make way."

“Sasheng, we’ve known each other for many years. Over the years, I’ve given you tens of millions in cash alone, not to mention countless other valuable gold, silver, antiques, and paintings. Isn’t it a bit much to turn your back on me now?”

With his last trump card taken away, Wen Hailiang was completely without support. He could only look to Sadangdan and prepare to launch a personal appeal.

"Wen Sheng, I'm sorry, I had no choice. The plane you've created this time is just too big. The higher-ups want me to step up and solve it. If I can't solve it, the whole ship will be trapped."

"So I can't take your side this time!"

Saddam was also in a bit of a dilemma, but Gerwei told him to get things sorted out, so he had no choice but to take drastic measures to end all the trouble.

"What goes around comes around, and this year it's my turn!"

"Ah Sheng, these foreigners are wolves. If they don't have enough meat, they'll eat you and me. My today is your tomorrow!"

Wen Hailiang coughed and said miserably.

Chi Mengli had been standing silently to the side until he heard Wen Hailiang's words, at which point he finally spoke up: "Uncle Wen, actually we had a very good working relationship before, without any unpleasantness, but you old horse are just too greedy!"

"As you get older, you can't be too greedy. If you have too good an appetite, you'll definitely suffer from indigestion!"

Confucius said that a gentleman should guard against three things: when he is young, his blood and energy are not yet settled, so he should guard against lust; when he is in his prime, his blood and energy are vigorous, so he should guard against fighting; and when he is old, his blood and energy have declined, so he should guard against greed!

"Uncle Wen, you have too good an appetite. Your business partners are very worried about you."

"With the sky as my blanket, the earth as my bed, and this beautiful sea view before me, I should be content!"

"Holy crap! It's on fire!"

"bang bang bang"

Chi Mengli looked towards the warehouse and saw that it was engulfed in flames, with gunshots echoing in the air. The sea breeze was strong, and the flames, aided by the wind, leaped up and quickly spread to other warehouses.

"Goodbye, Uncle Wen!"

The fire has already started, but no matter how big the fire is, it can't burn away the bluestone and red bricks, or even the bones.

The several hundred kilograms of gold bull stolen in the HSBC airport robbery had been hidden in the Wen family warehouse at Taikoo Wharf, but the cops were too incompetent to find it.

What Renekton wanted, Chi Mengli had already provided. Renekton's brother-in-law's construction company only needed to provide a bulldozer to clean up this mess without any trouble.

After everything is burned down, the insurance company will compensate the warehouse owners for their losses. Seeing that the leading Wen family has been brought down by Taigu, these warehouse owners will definitely become more understanding and easier to talk to, since they all hope to become the next Wen family.

"Ah Sheng, you haven't won! I still have a chance to turn things around!"

"After I found out that you were the one behind it all, I bought myself an insurance policy. If I disappear or am killed without explanation, someone will take care of you."

“You and the bastards behind you need someone to take the blame, and I will! I concede this round, and I will shoulder all the blame.”

"We're all working together, there's no need to fight to the death. If you have blood on your hands, it'll be a stain on your life forever. Sa Sheng and Hua Pao will definitely come out and bite you."

Wen Hailiang suddenly spoke, saying something that surprised Chi Mengli and the others.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hailiang prepared a backup plan in a short period of time. Experience is indeed the best teacher!
Chi Mengli sighed inwardly, but didn't answer; she simply snapped her fingers.

Upon receiving the order, Spinach Dong did not hesitate at all. He pointed the muzzle of his Black Star pistol at Wen Hailiang's chest, pulled the trigger, and fired two shots.

Two peanuts shot into Wen Hailiang's chest, and his legs immediately went weak, unable to support his body, and he fell directly to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Wen Hailiang looked at Chi Mengli with disbelief in his eyes. He hadn't expected that Chi Mengli, this good-for-nothing, would be so ruthless and merciless, without even a moment's hesitation.

A serial killer doesn't care about the life or death of others. The more he has experienced the terror of life and death and has teetered on the brink of death, the more he cares about his own personal safety.

But to his surprise, Chi Mengli didn't care at all. She didn't even try to question the middleman. Without the slightest hesitation, she issued the kill order.

"Uncle Wen, I have a question for you!"

"Alright, enough with the riddles! You're probably too shy to open your mouth now!"

Chi Mengli noticed the confusion in Wen Hailiang's mind, so she squatted down and moved closer to him. While the old man was still conscious, she continued, "Which is more important to me, the silver paper or you?"

The peanut pierced his heart, and Wen Hailiang didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. He could only crack his tongue and try his best to keep his consciousness from fading away, listening to what that good-for-nothing Chi Mengli had to say.

"Actually, the money isn't important, and Uncle Wen, you're not important either. But it's not you who matters to me!"

After reciting her classic quote that could be submitted for UNESCO World Heritage status, Chi Mengli stood up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and said to Sa Dangdan, whose face was grim, "Sa sir, I don't need to teach you how to clean up the mess, do I?"

“One million in cash has been deposited into your account in the Cayman Islands, and the Department of Justice will award you a medal for solving such a major case.”

"I won't stay here any longer!"

"Pity!"

Tsing Pi stood by the roadside, looking pained. He made a five-point gesture with the Hongmen hand, meaning he would only bring out half of the money.

It's indeed very difficult to move hundreds of thousands of home appliances in just one night, even with more manpower.

Seeing this, Chi Mengli felt a pang of pain in her heart and shook her head, preparing to leave Taikoo Wharf and return the home ground to Sa Dangdan.

"Wait a minute! Mr. Chi, this has now turned into a murder case. Mr. Wen gave me two million, but you only gave me one million. That's not fair!"

"Besides, you took all the goods from Wen Sheng's warehouse. This fire has helped you settle your accounts. But everyone who sees this batch of goods should have a share. I'm not greedy, I only want five million."

Give me five million, and once things have calmed down, I'll resign immediately and never return to Hong Kong for the rest of my life!

One million! This young man is offering far too little!
Saddam can no longer stay in Hong Kong. All sides will not let him, the insider, go. It is best to resign and leave as soon as things calm down.

This is his only chance to make money, and for the sake of a comfortable life in the future, he has to take advantage of this young man.

"Can you handle so many people?"

Upon hearing Sa Dangdan's words, Chi Mengli turned around, looked at Sa Dangdan with a smile, and asked.

It's just one criminal dead, we can definitely handle it!

Now, throughout the entire Taikoo Wharf, his men are everywhere—in front, behind, left, right, up, and down. He himself said that Wen Sheng, who was lying on the ground and had already breathed his last, was Black. He was a criminal who couldn't be blacker than the darkest criminal.

Similarly, if he were to say that Chi Mengli is a criminal, this confident guy would also find it hard to escape the law.

Sadangdan gave a cruel smile and a look at Huapao, signaling his trusted brother-in-law to get ready.

"Alright! Since you can handle it, I'm willing to spend more money. Let's make money together. I'll give you five million. I'm known for keeping my promises!"

Hearing that the young man was willing to obediently hand over the money, Sadangdan smiled, but when he heard the next sentence, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"However, it seems unreasonable that such a big case shouldn't result in the death of a police officer!"

"Fireworks, get started!"

When Sadan saw Chi Mengli holding Wen Hailiang's lion nose and pointing it at his head, he shouted and quickly reached for the pistol at his waist. But before his fingers could touch the handle, a gunshot rang in his ears.

(End of this chapter)