dmims 【016】Kill them until they're terrified
【016】Kill them until they're terrified
After Wang Jianguo left.
As Lin Haowen handed a red Wan cigarette to Wang Jianjun, he asked, "Jianjun, I'm in dire need of manpower right now. Do you have any reliable comrades you can recommend?"
The large-scale troop reductions in the north involved the complete elimination of entire units. Lin Haowen was 100% certain that Wang Jianjun must have had many comrades who were also eliminated along with him.
It's such a waste to keep these talented people at home; we must bring them to Hong Kong Island to make them shine.
Wang Jianjun frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then nodded, saying, "My two roommates with Jianguo are quite skilled. I'll ask someone to contact them as soon as possible."
"Jianjun, you said you're quite skilled, so you must be an expert. Tell them that as long as they're willing to come, they'll get a base salary of 20,000, with additional compensation for extra operations."
Lin Haowen laughed and held a lighter to Wang Jianjun's mouth, ready to light his cigarette.
"Brother Wen, it's our good fortune to have a boss like you."
Wang Jianjun snatched Lin Haowen's lighter, lit Lin Haowen's cigarette, and then lit his own before doing so.
Although these gangsters are ruthless and fierce, the locals on Hong Kong Island look down on them. They call each other brothers, but they don't let them touch money. When it comes to settling accounts, they are like brothers, keeping clear accounts.
People like Lin Haowen, who are willing to give money and trust them, are extremely rare and hard to find.
"It is my blessing to have met you all."
Lin Haowen smiled and patted Wang Jianjun on the shoulder, then took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Sixth Brother, it's me."
"Boss, what can I do for you?"
The sixth brother's voice came through the receiver.
"Ten thousand per person, hire six big-shot gunmen for me, they need to be here tonight. Also, I need ten Black Star rifles, price doesn't matter, I need them tonight. Can you do that?"
Lin Haowen said calmly.
"No problem. Hong Kong Island has everything, but it doesn't lack gangsters and guns. As long as the boss has the money, I can take care of it in no time."
On the other end of the phone, Lao Liu beamed with joy.
In his mind, Lin Haowen's face had already transformed into the image of the God of Wealth.
"It's 10 p.m. now. If you finish before midnight, I'll give you an extra HK$10,000 bonus."
Lin Haowen knew very well that in Hong Kong Island, money talks, and money can make even the devil do the work.
"OK, no problem, boss, wait for my call."
The sixth man's smile widened, and after saying that, he immediately picked up another cell phone next to him and began to contact his contacts.
Upon hearing Lao Liu's words, Lin Haowen immediately hung up the phone and dialed Li Xiangdong's number again.
"Xiang Dong, how's the situation at the venue? Have any of the Tung Sing people come to cause trouble?"
After the call was connected, Lin Haowen first asked about the venue.
"No one from Dongxing has arrived yet."
Li Xiangdong replied immediately.
"Wait for me at the food stall across from the Golden Wind Nightclub. There's something I need you to do."
Lin Haowen then steered the conversation to the main topic.
……
On the other side, a three-story ding house located in Sha Tin.
Ring ring ring~
A phone call woke up the East Star Dragon Head Camel, who had fallen asleep early.
"Which one?"
Camel spoke from behind the microphone.
"Old Ding, it's me, Wei. I just got word that Crow was hacked to death at the Golden Wind Nightclub!"
Wu Zhiwei's voice came through the receiver.
"What? The crow was hacked to death? Who did it?"
The camel's triangular eyes widened suddenly, and its drowsiness vanished instantly.
"When Crow was killed, Han Chen's subordinate named Lin Haowen happened to be leading a group to sweep the area."
Although Wu Zhiwei did not give a definite answer, his words implied that he had already decided on Lin Haowen.
"Who is Lam Ho-man? I've never heard of him before. Damn it, Crow is such a piece of trash. He can't even handle a nobody like him. He should have died in the Netherlands back then, so he wouldn't have brought me back to Hong Kong and embarrass me."
The camel's face was now ashen.
"Old Ding, now even a nobody we've never heard of before can step on our Tung Sing's head. If we don't react, all the triads on Hong Kong Island will laugh at us."
Wu Zhiwei added fuel to the fire for the camel.
"Ah Wei, I know you've always kept the triad in mind. So, I'll leave this Lin Haowen to you. After you take him down, you'll be in charge of managing Tung Sing's business in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"Remember, make sure it's done in a grand and impressive way!"
"It's a camel," the camel said slowly.
During the two years he fled to the Netherlands, Tung Sing was leaderless and its power declined drastically. It lost most of its lucrative territories in Yau Tsim Mong and Wan Chai.
In contrast, Hung Hing was at its zenith. Prince had taken over Tsim Sha Tsui, Big Brother B had taken over Causeway Bay, and Young Master Kun had established a presence in Mong Kok. All of this made Camel feel resentful.
"Don't worry, Lao Ding, I will definitely make Dongxing a name for itself."
Although the crow is dead, neither the camel nor Wu Zhiwei take Lin Haowen seriously.
Wu Zhiwei, in particular, immediately dialed another number after hanging up with Camel.
"Uncle Ben, it's me. Just as you predicted, Camel has entrusted me with the task of dealing with Lin Haowen."
As soon as the call connected, Wu Zhiwei spoke, his tone even more obsequious than when he was talking to Camel.
"Um."
On the other end of the phone, Uncle Dongxing, nicknamed "White-haired Old Man," nodded slightly.
During the two years that Camel was on the run, he "used his wealth to get close to people," and among the Five Tigers of Tung Sing, Golden Tiger Sha Meng, Smiling Tiger Wu Zhiwei, and Dragon-Catching Tiger Situ Haonan were all already his men.
In his view, he was only one step away from becoming the leader of Dongxing.
"Yes, camels can no longer keep up with the times."
Wu Zhiwei chuckled and chimed in, then continued, "Lin Haowen is quite capable for taking down Crow, and I heard he's even willing to come up with ten million..."
Get to the point!
The old man with white hair interrupted Wu Zhiwei.
"Uncle Ben, what I mean is, just in case, could you perhaps have your men, Golden Leopard and Cola, help me?"
Golden Leopard and Cola are the two most skilled gunmen under Whitehead's command. With their help, Wu Zhiwei can be completely at ease.
"OK."
After saying this, the old man hung up the phone and then called the leopard over to him.
"Ah Bao, you and Cola go help Wu Zhiwei kill someone. After you kill that person, take care of Wu Zhiwei. You will then take over Tung Sing's territory in Tsim Sha Tsui."
At this point, the old man with white hair smiled slightly, "After doing so many dirty things behind my back for so many years, it's time for you to take the stage and become the big brother."
"Thank you, Uncle Ben!"
The leopard's expression was extremely excited, as if it wanted to bow down in worship.
"The men Camel sent out this time were all wiped out, which has disgraced the gang. Unless he has no shame, he must step down."
The old man with white hair seemed to have already seen the position of the East Star Dragon Head beckoning to him.
Late that night, a message spread rapidly through the Hong Kong underworld.
Wu Zhiwei, one of the "Five Tigers of Tung Sing," declared that Lam Ho-man should get out of Hong Kong Island before dawn, or tomorrow's sunrise would be the last sunrise Lam Ho-man would ever see.
"Ah Wen, it seems your methods haven't intimidated the Tung Sing people. Do you need my help?"
Upon hearing this news, Huang Bingyao immediately called Lin Haowen.
"Inspector Wong, if you help now, won't that tell all the triads on Hong Kong Island that I'm a strange person?"
Lin Haowen laughed heartily, then his smile vanished. "Killing a crow won't scare them, so let's kill them until they're afraid."