Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

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A Mercedes-Benz slowly drove out of the He family villa.

Li Jun picked up the satellite phone next to him and dialed a number.

"Ahua, it's me."

After the call connected, Li Jun spoke.

"Brother Jun, what can I do for you?"

Ahua's voice came through the receiver.

"How are the preparations going with Guotai Aviation?"

Li Jun asked calmly.

"Brother Jun, everything has been arranged as you instructed. Now we are just waiting for your order to begin the operation."

On the other end of the phone, Ahua nodded in response.

"Ah."

Li Jun nodded slightly, then continued, "Huang Wenbin can start working on the case now."

"Okay, Jun-ge."

Ahua answered immediately.

Upon hearing Ahua's words, Li Jun immediately hung up the phone, leaned back in his seat, and glanced at the He family villa through the car window. The glazed tile roof shimmered in the sunlight.

"The Glass House, the He family, you're not qualified to be the behind-the-scenes winner."

A cold smile appeared on Li Jun's lips.

If you want to get something from Li Jun, you have to pay the corresponding price, no matter who it is.

the other side.

A wasteland in Kwun Tong.

A Rolls-Royce slowly came to a stop on a wasteland overgrown with weeds.

At this moment, not far from where the Rolls-Royce was parked, four or five men were digging a hole with shovels. Next to these four or five busy men, Andy Lau stood by with Leung Chun-yee, who was blindfolded and had his hands tied.

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Soon, a man with slicked-back hair stepped out of the Rolls-Royce. He was Ma Zhihua, the behind-the-scenes boss of Fenghua International.

With a cigar dangling from his mouth, he slowly walked up to Liang Junyi and said calmly, "Officer, if you want to make money off my information, no problem. But why kidnap my people? It disrupts my plans and will make things difficult for me and the big shots behind me."

"..."

Upon hearing Ma Zhihua's words, Liang Junyi remained silent.

“Officer, actually I wasn’t planning to come see you, but my boss told me he wanted to see how you little parasites die, so…”

Ma Zhihua smiled, turned to look at Hua Zai standing next to Liang Junyi, and said calmly, "Hua Zai, don't forget to record the video."

"Okay, boss."

Andy Lau immediately nodded in agreement.

At this moment, neither Ma Zhihua nor Hua Zai noticed that Liang Junyi's fists were clenched tightly, with veins bulging on the back of his hands, clearly indicating that Liang Junyi was extremely agitated.

'Boom~'

Just as Ma Zhihua turned to return to his Rolls-Royce, a crisp gunshot faintly reached his ears.

Then, a man who was digging a pit was shot dead on the spot.

'Bang~''Bang~''Bang~''Bang~''Bang~'

With almost no time to react, the remaining men who had dug the pit, as well as Hua Zai standing next to Liang Junyi, were all shot dead. Terrified, Ma Zhihua immediately ran towards the Rolls-Royce.

'Bang~' 'Bang~' 'Bang~'

Sniper bullets struck Ma Zhihua's feet repeatedly, splashing grass and dirt onto his face. He was so frightened that he raised his hands and dared not move.

Soon, a dozen or so black figures appeared in front of Ma Zhihua.

"Bang, bang, bang~"

The leader first shot Ma Zhihua's driver several times, then walked step by step toward Ma Zhihua.

"Hey sir, who are you? Just tell me what you need."

Ma Zhihua looked at the cold-faced man in the lead and loudly begged for mercy.

Ma Zhihua is not afraid of the Hong Kong British government, the Hong Kong Island police force, or the law, because he knows that none of them can do anything to him. However, he is genuinely afraid of the ruthless thugs in front of him, because he understands that these people really will kill him.

Wang Jianjun walked up to Ma Zhihua, and without exchanging any words, knocked him unconscious with a single slap. He then dragged Ma Zhihua by the tie and walked towards a Toyota sedan not far away.

A few men stepped forward from the dozen or so, picked up the shovels scattered on the ground, and continued digging the pit. They then buried the dead bodies and the Rolls-Royce together in the large pit.

After they left, the entire wasteland was empty except for a patch of fresh soil, as if no one had ever been there.

Apart from.

"Hey, is anyone still here?"

Standing rooted to the spot, Liang Junyi couldn't help but ask a question after the footsteps faded away and silence fell around him.

But his only response was silence.

At this moment, Leung Chun-yee was unaware that a great storm was about to begin from this wasteland and then sweep across the entire Hong Kong Island.

In this storm, some will lose everything, some will be ruined and die in humiliation...

[161] The stock market is your toy, and you are my toy.

The basement of a detached house in Kowloon City.

'Zhiqua~'

The sound of a door opening caught Ma Zhihua's attention.

At this moment, Ma Zhihua looked weak and fearful, and no longer had the smugness he had shown as the mastermind behind the scenes.

The reason is simple: the inhuman torture he had just endured made him say everything he should and shouldn't have said.

Ma Zhihua was like a dead fish, waiting for a quick death. He watched as a man slowly walked up to him and said indifferently, "Ma Zhihua, do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

This man was Ahua.

"Hehe, I've told you everything. Even if you let me go, the landlords' association won't."

A bitter smile appeared on Ma Zhihua's face.

The "Landlords' Association" he mentioned was his backer, an organization that secretly controlled the Hong Kong stock market.

Under the remote control of the Landlord Association, Ma Zhihua used the Hong Kong stock market to launder money from the world in the dark. He made a fortune just from the 20% commission he earned through money laundering.

Ma Zhihua originally thought that landlords were omnipotent, until today...

Ma Zhihua finally understood that saying: those in finance are just money bags with guns.

“Ma Zhihua, if you cooperate with us, I guarantee you’ll leave Hong Kong safely, take your Swiss bank deposits, and travel the world in style.”

Ahua looked at Ma Zhihua and said calmly.

"Why should I trust you?"

Ma Zhihua stared at Ma Zhihua, his tone somewhat dejected.

Why should you believe me?

Ahua smiled slightly upon hearing Ma Zhihua's words, then raised his wrist to check the time before continuing, "It's 3:17 PM now. Before 5 PM, you'll know why you should believe me."

"..."

After hearing Ahua's words, Ma Zhihua remained silent.

Little did he know that after he revealed the list of members of the landlords' association, everything had already been settled.

……

Tsim Sha Tsui, the headquarters of the Rundong Group, Building 673.

Lin Rundong (from the movie "Overheard 2") is reviewing the group's documents in his office.

Everyone in the Rundong Group thought that Lin Rundong was just the owner of a foreign trade company with a scale of about HK$1 million. No one knew that Lin Rundong's true identity was a member of the Landlord Association.

He, along with Huang Shitong, Ma Zhuoqun, Mai Shengyun, and Chen Zhan, secretly manipulated the Hong Kong stock market, earning far more than 10 billion.

At this moment, a car stopped at the bottom of the office building where the Rundong Group headquarters building is located.

Then, two men in gray suits walked into the office building.

A few minutes later.

"Hello, I am Inspector Chan Man-leung from the Commercial Crime Bureau of the Hong Kong Island Police Force. This is my colleague, Inspector Lee Tin-cheung. We would like to see your boss, Lam Yun-tung."

Chen Wenliang walked to the front desk of Rundong Group and said to the receptionist with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I need to report to my boss first. Please wait a moment."

The receptionist spoke very politely to Chen Wenliang.