Hong Kong variety show: I can boost loyalty, the most generous boss.

Chapter 22. Liang Kun is my ATM!

Yang Jun and KK walked upstairs to the second floor, whispering sweet nothings to each other. A pair of jealous eyes peered out from afar, and the little stutterer followed them upstairs furtively.

She eavesdropped at the door for a while, her eyes turning red with embarrassment.

"You two are such a scumbag, you're playing games without me? Humph!"

Two hours later, KK went downstairs to eat, but her legs gave way and she fell into the stutterer's arms.

"Sorry, my legs are weak!"

The stutterer "."

Good grief! You secretly played with it until your legs were sore behind my back; you don't know how to share good things.
When Yang Jun saw the stuttering girl, he was stunned for a moment. Who was this pretty girl?

Kaxilan has big eyes, light makeup, long, straight black hair, delicate and beautiful features, and two small dimples when she smiles.

It's just a little fierce, no wonder it's called Little One.
"Brother Jun, don't you recognize me?"

Little Stutterer was very happy. This outfit was indeed to Jun-ge's liking. It turned out that Jun-ge liked pure and innocent schoolgirls.

"Little stutterer, your makeup looks beautiful today!"

Yang Jun had important business to attend to today, so he only glanced at the room briefly before having Ahua call several of his core underlings into the private room.

The private room was occupied by Wang Jianjun and his brother, Luo Tianhong, Ahua, Jiuwenlong, Dashui Niu, and six others, making a total of seven people including Yang Jun.

"Brothers, our chance has come. Let's go big."

Yang Jun had previously said he was going to rob a gang, and the brothers had been waiting for orders. Now the news had finally arrived.

Luo Tianhong's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands excitedly, saying:
"Brother Jun, who are you robbing? Is it Boss B?"

So far, Boss B has the deepest grudge against Yang Jun, and the two can be said to be irreconcilable enemies. Luo Tianhong thought he would target Boss B.

Big Brother B? What's so great about robbing this poor guy?

Yang Jun scoffed, "If we're going to do something, let's do something with a big dog."

“Our target is Hung Hing’s Leung Kwan. I’ve had people watching him for a long time. His business is very large, and most of it is gray and black business.”

Black market businesses are those that can't be done in the light of day. Everyone knows that Leung Kwan sells baby formula in Hung Hing; he's the richest tycoon in Hung Hing.

Not only does Liang Kun have shady businesses, but he also owns a film company that makes a lot of money producing risqué films.

Ba Bi owed him 20 million. If even sworn brothers can owe so much money, then Liang Kun's assets must be at least hundreds of millions.

"Liang Kun?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances. They weren't familiar with Liang Kun, but they had heard that he was ruthless and cruel, even to his own gang members.

"Ahua, explain the situation to everyone!"

Ah Wah had been monitoring Leung Kwan's men for the past week. Based on the whereabouts of Leung Kwan's henchman, Silly Keung, he took out a map of Mong Kok and pointed to a location on it.

“Leung Kwan owns many properties, most of which are underground casinos and drug dens. According to my investigation, this warehouse is most likely Leung Kwan’s slush fund.”

Since Liang Kun's business is shady, he can't keep his money in a bank; he can only keep his dirty money in a slush fund.

With so much money flowing in and out, there must have been some clues. After a week of careful investigation, Ahua has uncovered the location of the slush fund.

"There are usually eight people at this location, all of them short mules with black stars on their bodies."

Eight people? Yang Jun could handle it by himself, but he didn't want to struggle to carry the money onto the truck by himself; money is heavy too.

Soon, Ahua took out a bag containing two AK47 assault rifles, five Black Star pistols, and several hundred rounds of ammunition.

"It was bought from Cambodia, so the police won't find out."

AKs and Black Stars are commonplace in Hong Kong Island, and the police couldn't find any clues on the weapons, especially since Ah Wah bought the weapons from overseas.

Yang Jun, also an undercover police officer, knew the key to this, so he said to everyone:
"To avoid any unforeseen complications, let's make our move tonight!"

Yang Jun looked around and found that everyone there was trustworthy, so he had Ahua drive while the six of them sat in the back of the van.

Soon, the van traveled from Wan Chai through the Hung Hom Tunnel to the Yau Tsim Mong district of Kowloon, arriving at a remote suburban factory.

"Handsome Kun, this kid knows how to pick a spot. This place is secluded enough." Yang Jun chuckled. No one would hear him firing a shot here.

The others exchanged smiles, put on black masks, revealing only their dark, hollow eyes.

"These people are drug dealers. Killing them is doing the people a favor. Don't be lenient later, just leave one alive."

"understood!"

When the Wang brothers heard that they were dealing with drug dealers, their eyes lit up. They had heard stories of the Opium War and deeply hated drug dealers.

Yang Jun looked around and then was the first to get off the bus.

"Follow me!"

Yang Jun took the lead, getting out of the car first and walking towards the entrance of the abandoned factory.

Seeing this, the Wang brothers quickly followed, their trust in Yang Jun growing even stronger.

"Loyalty +2" * 2
Yang Jun smiled and walked forward with an AK47 in hand. The four people playing cards at the opposite door finally realized what was happening.

The four Hung Hing henchmen were stunned for a long time when they saw Yang Jun wearing a hood, and they still couldn't react.

What's going on? Making a movie?

"Stop! Don't come any closer!"

The four Hung Hing henchmen frantically tried to draw their guns, but before they could even raise them, a bullet pierced their foreheads.

bang bang
Da da da da da.
Yang Jun took down two, and the Wang Jianjun brothers behind him each took down one. The four Hung Hing henchmen at the door were wiped out.

Inside the abandoned factory, Sha Qiang heard gunshots outside, and his head was buzzing.

"Something's wrong! Someone's coming."

Sha Qiang and three others crouched down, peeking out of the window with their Black Star pistols in hand. A bullet pierced through their heads, startling them so much that they shrank back inside.

"Fight them! There are only two or three of them."

Sha Qiang gave his three men a pep talk, but he secretly slipped away, planning to leave through the back door.

Three Hung Hing henchmen foolishly became the first to stick their necks out, becoming easy targets for Yang Jun and his men, and soon fell into pools of blood.

The Wang brothers, both former reconnaissance soldiers, were a force to be reckoned with when dealing with these thugs, hitting them every time. With Yang Jun's masterful gunfighting skills, the battle was quickly over.

"There was another person who went out through the back door."

"I'll chase him!"

Wang Jianjun volunteered, and his younger brother Jianguo also went out to chase after them. Yang Jun and others finished off the drug dealers in the factory.

Regardless of whether the other person is dead or alive, they will finish them off with a shot to the forehead.

Liang Kun's henchmen were all heinous criminals and deserved to die, but Yang Jun showed no mercy in dealing with them.

Soon, Sha Qiang was caught by Wang Jianjun and begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

"Brother, please spare me, I can tell you the safe's combination."

Before Yang Jun could even begin asking questions, Sha Qiang betrayed their leader, Liang Kun, offering the safe's combination as a condition for Yang Jun and his men to let him go.

"What is the password?"

Yang Jun lowered his voice and asked in a deep tone.

Sha Qiang still wanted to negotiate, stammering for a long time, but Yang Jun shot him instead.

"Ah! My leg!!!"

Sha Qiang let out a miserable cry, on the verge of tears. "It's not that I don't want to talk, I'm just too nervous, I'm stuttering."
"666856"

One shot cured Silly Qiang's stutter, and he didn't dare to pause when he said the password, for fear that these evil stars would shoot him again.

(End of this chapter)