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The Nie family's gun storage room is located within the shooting range halfway up the mountain.
There was only one stool in the room. Nie Zhao moved it to Chen Rou, who sighed and then moved it to Liang Lisheng. But the old man looked at Nie Zhao with displeasure and said solemnly, "Thank you, Third Aunt."
A group of people in black suits were surrounding a fat old man, but everyone's eyes were on the projection equipment on the wall.
The projection shows the location, exterior, and interior facilities of the three cruise ships currently docked.
Wade said, "Of course we can bring guns on board, but the police will definitely bring guns. And after my repeated investigations over this period of time, I believe that there are three of Inspector Yu's confidants, including Wu Yaozu."
Furthermore, "The Hong Kong Police Department can only send a total of six officers onto the ship. At present, I can only provide a preliminary list. To be on the safe side, it would be best if you dealt with them after the reporters left and before the operation began."
Seeing that everyone remained silent, he continued, "I don't know how Inspector Yu will get on the ship, but I'm sure he will."
Leung Lee-sang said, "Six police officers are easy to deal with. With that audio evidence, dealing with a large number of police officers wouldn't be a problem either. But what about the two big shots in Kowloon? How do we deal with them?"
Nie Zhao rested his hands naturally on the back of the chair, about to speak, when Chen Rou said, "Uncle Liang, let me handle this."
“Ah Rou, you need to tell us how you want to handle this so we can understand,” Liang Lisheng said.
Nie Zhao, being the one in charge, carried more weight than Chen Rou. He said, "I know, that's good. Now, let's talk about you, Uncle Liang..."
Liang Lisheng sighed and said, "Ah Zhao, I won't be able to take care of you then, but I will fulfill your filial duty."
To put it bluntly, he only has one goal in the future: to protect his elder brother. He doesn't care about anything else.
In broad daylight, inside the locked room, the incandescent light shone on everyone's heads, illuminating Wade's nearly bald head, as well as the heads of Nie Zhao, Song Yuanchao, Sam, Hank, and Ram, who were all covered in hair.
Finally, Nie Zhao turned to look at his group of bodyguards: "Thank you all for your hard work. If this is successful, each of you will receive an extra $100,000 bonus."
Sam and Hank were there to make money, and they were good at expressing their emotions, so of course they shouted "Yay!" in unison.
Nie Zhao, feeling bored, went out first, while Song Yuanchao followed behind, wanting to say a few more ignorant things to Chen Rou. He said, "US dollars are foreign exchange. Boss, isn't it too wasteful to give out 100,000 dollars at a time? I feel ashamed to accept it."
“If he gives you the money, you can spend it; if you don’t want to spend it, you can save it and build a house back in your hometown later,” Chen Rou said.
Song Yuanchao has already received a month's salary, which is on par with several foreign bodyguards—80,000 Hong Kong dollars. It's deposited in a bank account, and at the current exchange rate of 8:1 between mainland China and Hong Kong dollars, that's a full 640,000.
Building a house?
Song Yuanchao said with emotion, "Miss Chen, I have to say something crude, please don't mind. My monthly salary is enough to build a government building for our county."
Chen Rou smiled and said, "You're really amazing."
He added, "I'll trouble you to handle the matter in Kowloon. Be as cautious as possible, and don't alert the enemy."
Song Yuanchao said, "Don't worry, I'll deliver the letter and photos on time tomorrow night!"
This brings us back to the solution Chen Rou hasn't yet been able to tell Liang Lisheng regarding the two bigwigs in Kowloon.
It's actually very simple.
Today, Yu Zhengrong, through Wu Yaozu, conveyed instructions to the two big shots, ordering them to send assassins to storm the cruise ship Supreme Treasure under the pretext of a gang fight the night after tomorrow, one at sea and the other on land.
Once on board, anyone who wasn't a police officer was killed.
Murder and arson in Victoria Harbour are serious crimes, and they are a challenge to the judicial authority of Hong Kong. If caught, the perpetrator would certainly be sentenced to hanging, and it would be a public hanging.
But Master Er and Master Dong have plenty of loyal and righteous men under their command. As long as they reach an agreement, they can get some money and a boat after the matter is over, allowing them to sail directly out to sea and escape to the Philippines. With the Americans protecting them, even the King of Heaven can't interfere.
Therefore, the indiscriminate killing spree will officially begin the night after tomorrow.
Of course, Yu Sir's meticulous plan also included a way out for the two big shots, who were eager for news of their grandson. Although they hesitated, they agreed in front of Wu Yaozu.
Well, the two old men are quite old, and they don't have much of a relationship with the Nie family.
When it comes to children, especially the only descendants of their family who are there to carry on the family line, they can't care about anything else.
The very next evening, the old servant of the Dong family found an envelope at the door. When she opened it, she saw a photo of a sachet and a letter inside. Sensing something was wrong, she handed it to the butler, who then gave it to Mr. Dong. Upon seeing it, Mr. Dong immediately burst into tears.
He recognized the sachet; it belonged to his wife, and he remembered that his son, Dong Ying, had given it to that northern girl.
The persuasiveness of this photo is self-evident: whoever is holding the sachet is his grandson.
On the other side, Grandpa Er found the letter himself. These old men all have kung fu skills. Despite his age, he has been practicing kung fu for many years. His hearing is good, his eyesight is good, and his legs are swift. He was practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard when he heard footsteps at the gate. After a few quick movements, he was already at the gate. He instinctively felt that someone was outside. He flashed out and saw a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes turn around and run away.
When he returned to the yard, he saw the envelope.
He recognized the photo in the envelope, of course, because it was a jade bracelet; he still keeps the other half of it.
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On this ordinary night, two stubborn and unyielding old men were moved to tears by the keepsake they had.
They both disbelieved in fate, both firmly believed that the other was the lucky one, and both eagerly flipped through the letters.
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