Hong Kong variety show: Building a century-old family, starting with Hung Hing

The reason he came here was because this matter involved the Eight-Faced Buddha. Even though he knew there were no clues here, as the narcotics investigation department had the authority, they still had to come and take a look.

"Collect the team."

After inspecting the scene, Huang Zhicheng led his team back to headquarters.

"How's it going?"

Lu Qichang looked at Huang Zhicheng, who had led the team back, and asked.

“There are no clues that suggest any connection to Hung Hing.” Wong Chi-shing shook his head.

“Don’t keep focusing on Hung Hing.” Lu Qichang shook his head and looked at Huang Zhicheng, saying, “Now, Jiang Tiansheng of Hung Hing is not someone you or I can arrest so easily.”

Even inviting someone back to the police station to assist with the investigation is something the police rarely do.

There was no other way; Jiang Tiansheng was not only the head of Hung Hing, but also the chairman of Tiansheng Telecommunications Company and Yinhan Mobile Phone Company.

Currently, both Tiansheng Telecom and Yinhang's Xiaolingtong are incredibly popular in Hong Kong.

The police knew that Chiang Tin-sing was the head of Hung Hing, but they had no evidence.

Ordinary people had no idea who Jiang Tiansheng was.

To ordinary people, Jiang Tiansheng is a respectable and successful businessman.

"I'll find something on him sooner or later." Huang Zhicheng remained steadfast in his belief.

“I really don’t understand you. Why are you so fixated on Hung Hing? You weren’t like this before.” Lu Qichang shook his head and didn’t try to persuade him any further.

Huang Zhicheng in the past indeed did not keep an eye on Hung Hing.

But now, he has formed a partnership with someone. He helps them eliminate Hung Hing, and in return, they help him gain some credit so that he can be promoted smoothly.

"Damn it! Ever since Hung Hing changed its leader, our business has suffered a lot." Ni Kun, from the Ni family, was already quite old, but he still couldn't help but curse loudly.

There was nothing they could do; Hung Hing had gone too far.

In the past, during Chiang Tin-sang's era, Hung Hing turned a blind eye to flour.

A large portion of the Ni family's flour was distributed within Hung Hing territory, accounting for nearly a third of their output.

But now, since Jiang Tiansheng took control of Hung Hing, he has thoroughly implemented the family rules.

They don't touch it themselves, nor do they allow others to sell it on their territory.

In just over a month, the Ni family's share of flour sales dropped by a third.

In other words, he would lose at least 20 million yuan a month, no wonder Ni Kun would expose him.

"Han Chen, what did your police friend say?" Ni Kun asked, looking at Han Chen.

“Brother Kun, he has promised me that he will keep an eye on Hung Hing and arrest Jiang Tiansheng as soon as he makes a mistake,” Han Chen said, and continued, “However, he wants to see our sincerity first.”

"Sincerity? You can arrange this matter." Ni Kun nodded and said.

As long as Jiang Tiansheng can be eliminated and the losses of the Ni family can be recovered, he doesn't care about a little bit of sincerity.

Sincerity is not about money.

Instead, the Ni family would provide Huang Zhicheng with intelligence so that he could claim credit and be promoted.

"Come out."

After Han Chen left, Ni Kun spoke up.

Then, Han Chen's wife, Mary, came out from behind the screen.

"Come here, blow on it for me."

As Ni Kun spoke, he waved to Mary.

Han Chen's rise from a lowly subordinate to someone highly valued by Ni Kun is largely thanks to his wife, Mary.

For an old man nearing the end of his life, Han Chen's wife Mary was truly radiant.

In their first confrontation, Hung Hing emerged victorious against the Eight-Faced Buddha.

None of the Hong Kong triads would be surprised by this.

This is Hong Kong, and Hung Hing is a local power. No matter how powerful you, Eight-Faced Buddha, have to bow down.

All the major gangs were waiting for Eight-Faced Buddha to take revenge on Jiang Tiansheng.

That guy, Eight-Faced Buddha, is a tyrant in Southeast Asia, with a lot of military forces under his command.

It's easy to imagine that the Eight-Faced Buddha will stop at nothing to get rid of Jiang Tiansheng, and assassins are the easiest and simplest way to do it.

"I wonder if Jiang Tiansheng can withstand the Eight-Faced Buddha's assassins."

Currently, various organizations are discussing this matter extensively.

"Waste, all of it is waste."

When Tailan learned that his mercenary squad had been wiped out as soon as they arrived in Hong Kong, he was furious.

For many years, no one has dared to go against him.

"Jiang Tiansheng must die."

As he spoke, the Eight-Faced Buddha said to Myna, "Contact an assassin organization for me and offer ten million US dollars for Jiang Tiansheng's head."

Ten million US dollars is an astronomical price.

That's exactly what he wanted. He, the Eight-Faced Buddha, is not short of money, but he can't afford to lose face.

With such a high price, he didn't believe that those killers who made a living from money would let go of Jiang Tiansheng, this "fat fish".

"Yes, Dad."

Myna nodded in agreement.

After Myna left, Eight-Faced Buddha thought for a moment, then called his son, Salid: "Select 100 elite men for me and send them to Hong Kong to kill Chiang Tin-sheng of Hung Hing, and the other Hung Hing leaders..."

At this moment, the Eight-Faced Buddha hated the entire Hung Hing Society.

Although the Eight-Faced Buddha dotes on his daughter Myna the most, he also knows that his business will eventually be handed over to his son, Salit.

Therefore, the armed forces of the Eight-Faced Buddha are all under the responsibility of Shali.

"Yes, father."

"The mission is complete. This is Luo Maosen."

When Tian Yangsheng and the others drove back to the South Bay Villa, Zhengang was still waiting there.

Zhen Gang nodded, and then left with Luo Maosen.

After capturing Luo Maosen, Jiang Tiansheng immediately convened a meeting with all the leaders of Hung Hing.

“As everyone knows, Luo Maosen killed our Hung Hing leader.” In the conference room, Jiang Tiansheng said slowly, “But what you don’t know is that Crow from Tung Sing was also involved.”

"A crow? Is that him?"

"Damn it... that stinking crow dares to wait for our Hung Hing people."

Since the establishment of the Enforcement Hall, Hung Hing has gradually become more united.

Although Fat is a very annoying person, as long as he is a member of Hung Hing, everyone will definitely side with their own people.

"Quiet."

Chen Yao tapped the table and then said, "Let's hear what Mr. Jiang has to say."

"What I mean is, let's not worry about Dongxing for now..." Jiang Tiansheng said, explaining his thoughts to everyone.

The three major triad societies in Hong Kong: Hung Hing, Wo Luen Shing, and Tung Sing.

The number gang used to be very powerful, but now it has been divided into various groups of numbers, and they are not united with each other, so it no longer poses a threat.

Now, there is already friction between Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing.

According to Jiang Tiansheng's idea, they should not touch Dongxing before they have completely swallowed up Heliansheng.

Moreover, Hung Hing now has another enemy, the Eight-Faced Buddha.

Hung Hing will definitely lose if it has too many enemies on the opposing side.

Hung Hing now has thirteen leaders, namely Prince, Han Bin, and Dinosaur, who were all convinced by Chiang Tin-sing back then. Only Brother Kei and Greyhound remain.

Brother Kei has always been a fence-sitter and knows the current situation of Hung Hing, so naturally he agrees with whatever Chiang Tin-sing says.

Greyhound is completely impervious to reason; he hasn't pledged allegiance to Jiang Tiansheng, not even verbally.

"Since no one objects, it's settled then."

As Jiang Tiansheng spoke, he looked at Chen Yao and said, "Yao, Luo Maosen is in your hands. Spread the word to the outside world, then publicly execute him, so that everyone knows what will happen to anyone who dares to lay a hand on our Hung Hing people."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang."

Chen Yao nodded in agreement.

This treatment of Lo Mau-sen will definitely deter many triads in Hong Kong.

"Damn it, will that guy Luo Maosen betray me?" After hearing the news, Crow from Dongxing was quite uneasy.

He wasn't sure if Luo Maosen would betray him.

If it were him, he would definitely do that.

"Should we tell the truth to the camel leader?" Crow was at a loss for what to do.

He didn't want to tell anyone, fearing that Hung Hing might suddenly come after him.

But if he told him, he was afraid that Camel would hand him over to Hung Hing for punishment. Knowing Camel as he did, he was certain that Camel was capable of doing such a thing.

Death may not be possible, but one will certainly suffer physical pain.

"Mr. Number 19, we meet again."

On the hilltop near Shek O on Hong Kong Island, Mr. Gao looked at the broken water supply and said with a smile.

At that time, Shek O was still undeveloped and a desolate place.

"Mr. Gao, you can inspect the goods now."

Duan Shui looked at Mr. Gao and gestured.

In front of the two men was a wooden box. When the box was opened, a Glock 17 pistol was revealed inside, along with two magazines.

"Oh? A magazine holds 19 bullets?"

Mr. Gao picked up the pistol and glanced at it, then looked at the broken water with surprise.

"Mr. No. 19, if I'm not mistaken, this pistol was developed by you, right?" Mr. Gao asked, looking at Duan Shui.

DOA Group, having been in the arms business for so many years, what kind of handgun hasn't he seen?

As soon as Mr. Gao picked up the pistol, he knew he had never seen one before.

First of all, this pistol is different from other pistols in terms of its materials; it has a plastic feel to it.

Secondly, he had never seen a magazine that could hold 19 bullets in a pistol before.

"Mr. Gao, you'll see once you try it."

There was no response regarding the water outage.

In fact, the development of this pistol began in 1983, while it is only 1982 now.

"it is good"

Mr. Gao picked up the pistol, about to fire, when he suddenly realized something was wrong; "This gun doesn't have a safety device?"

"Have"

Duan Shui nodded, then said, "However, it's on the trigger."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Gao tried it and found it to be true.

"Ingenious design."

Mr. Gao nodded.

Then he pointed the gun at a short distance away and fired, emptying the magazine in one go.

"The recoil is almost non-existent, the accuracy is good, and the stability is also very good..." Mr. Gao said, describing the advantages of the pistol.

It's fair to say that this pistol has far more advantages than any mobile phone on the market.

He believed that once the pistol was launched on the market, it would definitely be a hit.

"Mr. No. 19, how much is this gun?" Mr. Gao asked, looking at Duan Shui.

"A pistol costs 1.2 yuan, and bullets cost 5 yuan each."

Duan Shui arrived in a flat tone.

"this price……"

Mr. Gao frowned at first; the price was a bit high compared to other handguns on the market.

Of course, this refers to the wholesale price.

If sold retail, this handgun would cost at least 3 yuan, and bullets would cost tens to hundreds of yuan per bullet.

"it is good."

Mr. Gao quickly made a decision: "We'll take as many of these guns as you have."

“I can provide you with 10 handguns and 500 million rounds of ammunition every month.” Duan Shui nodded and then said, “The total price is 12.25 billion.”