Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

Hu Tianwen had already heard the gunshots, and after seeing Fatty Li rushing over, he immediately asked a question.

"nailed it?!"

Fatty Li was out of breath from running. He just nodded and hadn't had a chance to speak when he saw Hu Tianwen sneer and pull out a .38 pistol from behind him.

"Good thing it's done, Fatty Li. You dared to kill someone in front of the police and resist arrest with a gun. You have some nerve!"

As they spoke, the gun was already pointed at Fatty Li's head.

Fatty Li was horrified; in an instant, he understood everything.

He was so frightened that his body couldn't react at all.

When the gunshot rang out, Fatty Li instinctively closed his eyes, feeling his mind go completely blank.

My legs trembled, and a warm current flowed from my crotch...

He didn't die?

When Fatty Li opened his eyes, he found that Hu Tianwen, who had just pointed a gun at him, had been shot between the eyebrows and was lying in a pool of blood.

The shooter was a tall, thin man. Although his face was completely covered by a mask and medical cap, the fierce glint in his eyes sent chills down Fatty Li's spine.

Without saying much, the man picked up the pistol that Fatty Li had dropped earlier after killing Hu Tianwen, fired two more shots at Hu Tianwen's body, and then threw the gun back to the ground.

Then he simply extended his right hand, which was wearing a rubber glove, pressed the elevator button, and went inside.

The elevator doors closed again and then drove downstairs.

Fatty Li finally came to his senses, looked around, and then ran desperately toward the passenger elevator on the west side.

At this moment, outside Guanghua Hospital, Liao Zhizong was leading a group of his trusted confidants into a car, preparing to head to a nearby late-night food stall to fill their stomachs.

One of his trusted confidants suddenly stopped in his tracks before getting into the car.

"Inspector Liao, I think I just heard gunshots coming from the hospital!"

Liao Zhizong sat in the driver's seat and couldn't help but shrug.

"You must be too tired. Why bother with all that? Even if someone shoots, it'll be that bastard He Yaozong who gets killed."

It's good he's dead; we won't have to keep an eye on him day and night anymore!

"Should I go back and check? What if something happens and we get blamed for dereliction of duty? We can't afford that!"

"Then go and take a look!"

Chapter 148 What do you think Hong Kong Island is, a place you can come and go as you please?

Feeling anxious and lost like a stray dog, unable to spend a single day in a state of constant fear.

When Fatty Li escaped from Kwong Wah Hospital, his thoughts began to become clearer—he was completely finished.

The foreigners have already treated him as a pawn, and the Wo Luen Shing and Hung Hing sides will not let him go.

He's really going to die now!

However, even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Fat Lai is definitely not one to sit idly by and wait for his doom.

After leaving Kwong Wah Hospital, he drove back to North Point to pack his belongings for his escape while dialing a number.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered.

An impatient string of curses came from inside.

"What the hell are you doing calling in the middle of the night? How's your mother doing?!"

Fatty Li dared not be negligent: "Chairman Xiao, are there any boats left tonight?"

I need to go to Kaohsiung, the boat fare is 80,000 NTD, and I need the boat now!

Upon hearing that a business opportunity had arrived, the tone on the other end of the phone immediately softened considerably.

Who are you?

"I'm Fatty Lai from North Point! Mr. Siu, I'm about to pass away, please send a boat to North Point to pick me up!"

"Ah, it's Fatty Li. I wouldn't call him Chairman Xiao."

"You haven't patronized my business in ages since you started your magazine. What happened?"

Fat Li responded anxiously as he turned the steering wheel to prepare for the cross-sea tunnel.

"Please stop asking. Just tell me, are there any boats left tonight?"

"There are still boats available, but at this time, the smuggling boats have already set sail."

There are only a few dilapidated fishing boats. I'm afraid you, as a big boss, won't be used to sitting on them.

The key point is... it might cost you extra to have them pick you up specifically!

"How much?"

"150,000! We came and went empty-handed, and charging you 150,000 is already a friendly price!"

Fatty Li couldn't help but curse inwardly, but he had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

After hanging up the phone, he had no suspicions and couldn't help but step on the gas, speeding the car toward North Point.

Fat Lai previously owned a detached villa by the sea in North Point.

However, since leaving Hong Kong Island last time, he has packaged and sold off all his assets in the North Point area to cash out.

The money was divided into two sums: one deposited in Standard Chartered Bank and the other in Citibank.

This money is enough for him to find a place to hide and live comfortably for the rest of his life.

What he's going back to North Point to sort out isn't cash, but rather some documents and materials related to his dealings with the Special Branch.

He doesn't have many connections or resources in Taiwan, so these things might come in handy in the future, and he considers them a kind of 'glorious resume'.

squeak-

He hastily parked the car in front of an apartment building in North Point, and Fat Lai immediately got out and ran towards room 8011 in Block A2 of the building.

There is a three-bedroom suite here, which Fat Lao Li used specifically to store the old film negatives from the magazine and private documents exchanged with the Political Department.

Upon entering the room, Fatty Li didn't even have time to change his soaking wet pants.

He rummaged through the house with a travel bag, and in just five minutes, he had packed the bag until it was bulging.

Just as he was carrying his travel bag, opening the door to go downstairs to North Point Pier to wait for the ferry, the scene that appeared before him made his heart sink.

Jiang Tianyang was standing at his own doorstep without anyone noticing.

Following behind him were Hung Hing's chief clerk Chan Yiu, Prince, and a group of thugs with unfriendly expressions.

"Fatty Li is amazing, he's got connections everywhere. How's he planning to develop things on Taiwan this time?"

Jiang Tianyang took out a cigar from his pocket and walked into the room as if no one else was there.

bang-

Fatty Li's knees buckled and he collapsed to the ground.

The travel bag on his back also slipped off.

Gan Zitai picked up the travel bag from the ground, a mocking look on his face, and glanced at Fatty Li's soaking wet pants.

He roared, "Go inside!"

"Your Highness, don't disturb the neighbors."

"Come in, everyone. I need to have a good talk with Fatty Li!"

Jiang Tianyang lit the cigar, and a group of thugs dragged the fat man Li, who looked like a dead dog, into the room. Chen Yao followed behind to finish up and gently closed the door.

Jiang Tianyang took a puff of his cigar and smiled at Fatty Li.

"What's wrong with you? You're supposed to be the leader of Hung Hing!"

They're trying to run away, and they don't even bother to change their pants. Isn't this a disgrace to Hung Hing?

"Mr. Jiang, I..."

Fatty Li instinctively wanted to argue, but then he realized that Jiang Tianyang had even obtained information about his plan to flee to Taiwan, so he must have been monitored by Jiang Tianyang long ago.

He immediately lowered his head and dared not respond.

Then Jiang Tianyang spoke again.

"Fatty Li, I'll give you one more chance tonight. You have to tell me the truth when I ask you anything."

You can't refuse to do whatever I ask you to do.

But remember, this is your only chance!

Fatty Li shuddered, then looked up at Jiang Tianyang.

But then Jiang Tianyang asked with a smile.

"Did the Political Department send someone to kill my older brother at the Triangle Wharf?"

Fatty Li was caught off guard and didn't know how to answer such a pointed question right away.

However, Jiang Tianyang did not give him time to think, and just threatened him with a smile.

"You're so careless. You shot and killed a senior superintendent at Kwong Wah Hospital tonight, and you didn't even get the gun back."

Luckily, I had a friend handle the scene for you. You need to think this through; that gun had your fingerprints on it. If you shoot and kill a police superintendent, the foreigners won't help you anymore!

Without my knowledge, I was made into a pig.

Fat Li was speechless for a moment, and a sense of sorrow welled up in his heart.

“That’s right… Mr. Jiang, your elder brother’s death was orchestrated by the Political Department.”

Upon hearing Fatty Li's admission, Jiang Tianyang did not ask any further questions, but instead made his own request.

"Very good. Tomorrow I will file a lawsuit with the court. When you are in court, in front of the jury, you will give a detailed account of what the Political Department has done."

I'll use my connections to apply for an emergency hearing. If all goes well, you'll appear in court tomorrow afternoon in front of a large media presence to bring charges against the Special Branch!

"what?!"

Fat Li felt a buzzing in his head. In front of a group of media, if he were to bite back at the Political Department, it would be to completely sever his roots in the Political Department!