Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 85: The Knife Hidden in the Dark
The meal lasted until late at night. Boxing Champion Sheng was drunk and was helped up by his henchmen and taken to the car.

Chi Mengli watched Boxing King Sheng leave in a rage, then paid for the bills for the tables. After the deal was done, he asked his men to go back and check things out, while he took Bocaidong back to Xiao Qiwan Apartment.

"Brother Sheng, Huanxi has been with me for a long time. She is smart, quick-witted, and nimble. She has no other shortcomings except that she is a little bit lustful."

"But we just gave him a place a few days ago. Now let him be in charge of the lottery business. Will it make the other brothers dissatisfied?"

Since taking charge of the parking stalls, Bocaidong has grown a lot. After all, he has more than 40 parking assistants under him. Managing these young, hormonal guys does take a lot of thought.

"A casino is a casino, and business is business. The most important thing in the odds business is the handicap. If the handicap is not set well, everything will be in vain."

"Go to HKU and find a math genius. Ask everyone if they have relatives or friends who have immigrated to their hometown. Pay them monthly and have them go to their hometown's casino to copy the odds. Send one a day. Don't be afraid to make international calls."

"The rest of your men are just a bunch of big guys with big muscles but big brains. If you ask them to kill people, they are all good guys. But if you ask them to use their brains, they are not smart enough and are stupid."

"It's good to be happy. It's a talent to come back and tell me after you finish your work."

"Besides, the brothers followed you for the sake of prestige, to be cool and stand out. If they don't get what they want, they will definitely move to other clubs."

"Once we get rid of the big-mouthed duck, I will give out rewards to the brothers who have done a good job."

"By the way, how is the matter going with Hei Ah Hu, the loser?"

"There are still two days left. If he can't handle it, you can let Jimi take over. Wang Sheng is a Shanghainese and a wealthy boss. If you can make him happy this time, business will definitely keep coming."

Chi Mengli was a little tired. He thought too much and calculated too much every day. Walking on the tightrope was exciting, but his nerves were too tense and problems would arise sooner or later. He sighed in his heart, picked out two cigarettes from the cigarette box, lit them, and handed one to Bo Xidong.

He has been smoking more and more cigarettes recently, from one pack a day to two and a half packs a day. If he smokes for a while longer, he should be able to make his debut. No, he can smoke three packs a day.

Bo Xidong picked up the lit DHS cigarette in his mouth, turned on the radio, and hummed along with the music on the station.

The radio was playing Dire Straits singing "Sultans Of Swing".

"You get a shiver in the dark"

(You shuddered in the dark!)

"It's raining in the park but meanwhile, South of the river you stop and you hold everything"

(At this time, there is a drizzle in the park, and you stop by the south bank of the river with your bags)

Chi Mengli was listening to rock music and looking at the night view outside the window. The ash from the cigarette in his hand fell on his pants, but he didn't react at all.

They drove back to Shau Kei Wan, parked the car, paid the parking attendant, and asked the parking attendant to help look after the car. The people in Shau Kei Wan are all poor and live in housing estates.

They don't care whether the car belongs to a gangster or not. They will definitely take off your two tires when they meet you and sell them to the scrap yard to pay back the money. These vagrants can't even get a meal. Even if a foreigner named Youde comes, they will still steal it.

Shau ​​Kei Wan is the territory of Sun Kee Lo Man, and all the parking stalls are managed by Sun Kee. It only costs HK$50 a night and someone will take care of the safety of your vehicle.

Bo Xidong parked the car, took out fifty yuan and gave it to the parking boy, then followed Chi Mengli, and the two of them got on the elevator together, talking and laughing. Chi Mengli, whose mood turned from cloudy to sunny, pressed the floor button, and the elevator door slowly closed. Bo Xidong quickly stretched out his hand to block the elevator door: "Oh, Brother Sheng, there is no toilet paper at home, I'm going to buy a few more cans of beer and some stewed food."

"Go ahead, be careful, I'll leave the door open for you."

Chi Mengli nodded and told Bo Xidong to go back quickly.

Bocaidong hurried out and went to the nearby convenience store to buy toilet paper, beer, and braised food.

Chi Mengli pressed the door closing button again. The elevator door must have lacked lubrication and made a creaking sound. Just when the elevator door was about to close, a big hand stopped the elevator door and it opened again.

A man wearing a raincoat, a baseball cap, a mask on his mouth and carrying a shoulder bag walked in. It was a stranger, a stranger that had never appeared before.

Chi Mengli sighed in his heart. Today's knifemen are becoming less and less professional. Although Hong Kong is an island city with a changeable climate, it was cloudless all day today, so there was no need for a stuffy and thick rubber raincoat.

Throwing the street!

He cursed in his heart, and then his brain worked quickly. After a few seconds, he ruled out the possibility of Bo Xidong's internal and external collusion.

The reason was simple, because the toilet paper in the bathroom was indeed used up, and this guy couldn't think of such a plan.

Chi Mengli looked at the electronic sign in the elevator. There were three more floors to go before she reached her floor. Risking her life in the elevator was something only a lunatic would do.

The elevators in housing estates are not of any reliable brands. The foreigners will just find a small elevator manufacturer in their hometown, buy cheap products at a high price, and then everyone will share the profits.

All crows are black! All the engineers on the blue planet are of the same character.

The elevator arrived at Chi Mengli's apartment floor. The elevator door opened and he was the first to walk out of the elevator without any pause. The man in the raincoat and baseball cap behind him also followed him out.

The long corridors of the housing estate are filled with sundries placed by each household.

Chi Mengli walked and looked around, trying to find a handy tool. A broom wouldn't work as it had no killing power at all. A mop wouldn't work either as the wooden pole was too brittle and broke with just a hit.

There is a shovel placed against the wall two meters away!
This one is pretty good. You can poke, slap, and chop it. It’s the right length and is easy to hold.

This is it!
He quietly took out all the cigarettes from the cigarette box, crumpled them into pieces in his palm, slowed down his pace, and waited for the knifeman behind him to take another step forward.

One step, two steps, three steps.
The man in the raincoat and baseball cap quickened his pace and moved his shoulder bag in front of him. He reached in and pulled out a matte-finished Gurkha knife. This knife was the famous Gurkha knife. In Hong Kong, only South Asians were willing to use this kind of knife to do things.

When Chi Mengli heard the sound of the knife cutting through the shoulder bag, the corners of his mouth curled up, he sneered, then turned around quickly and threw the tobacco in his hand out, accurately throwing it into the eyes of the man in the raincoat and baseball cap.

The knifeman was hit in both eyes and immediately used his hands to block.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chi Mengli took the shovel and hit the knifeman hard on the head.

(End of this chapter)