Fei Long, without any surprise, took out a list and said to Yang Jun:
“Bulletproof vests, night vision goggles, M16 assault rifles, combat vests, special combat boots, all in 50 sets. Plus four Hummers with accompanying machine guns, a total of 10 million Hong Kong dollars.”
Yang Jun took the list and glanced at it, his heart bleeding! But these were all essential tools for robbing and killing.
No input, no output?
However, Yang Jun had opened two nightclubs recently, spending a lot of money, and he only had seven million cash on hand, which couldn't cover such a high cost!
“Fei Long, who is the seller?”
Orders of tens of millions couldn't be handled by small arms dealers. Only internationally known arms groups could fulfill this order.
“Jun Ge, we can't contact the final factory. We got in touch through an arms middleman in Hong Kong and managed to buy this batch of goods.”
Fei Long chuckled wryly and helplessly spread his hands.
Good heavens, there was even a middleman taking a cut! Yang Jun was very unhappy!
“Who is this middleman?”
“It was Lian Hao Long, the head of Zhong Xin Yi, who made the connection. The middleman is Lian Hao Long himself. He's been getting into the arms business lately.”
Damn! It was Lian Hao Long! Yang Jun's eyes lit up.
Lian Hao Long was the biggest FIR person in the Number Gang, the head of Zhong Xin Yi, and his territory was right in Wan Chai and Causeway Bay. From Lockhart Road to Hysan Avenue, it was all Zhong Xin Yi's territory!
Aside from Yang Jun, Zhong Xin Yi was the largest triad in Wan Chai and Causeway Bay. They had many formidable members, like Luo Tian Hong, Luo Ding Fa, and Guo Zi Heng, all skilled fighters.
Yang Jun curled his lips into a wicked smile and said calmly:
“I don't want to pay, but I want the goods!”
“Do you guys have any ideas?”
Ah! Everyone was stunned, not knowing what Jun Ge meant.
Only Pu Guang's eyes lit up. This is right up my alley!
“Jun Ge, why don't we just rob them?”
Rob them! Yang Jun nodded. There were system rewards for this.
Would you refuse a system reward?
“Jun Ge, Lian Hao Long is not someone to mess with. Are we really going to do this?”
Fei Long was a little worried. The current strength of the Causeway Bay branch was still not enough to rival Zhong Xin Yi. If they failed, they would be in a big trouble.
“Damn! What's to be afraid of? We'll outsmart them, they're doomed!”
“It’s not that I’m afraid! It’s just not necessary.”
Yang Jun waved his hand. Both Pu Guang and Fei Long had not closed their mouths.
“Alright, I've made up my mind. I'll lead the team myself.”
“Find 50 more gunners, we'll move tomorrow night!”
Fei Long had agreed with the other party to trade at the No. 4 Pier in Wan Chai. They would wait until late at night, after all the workers on the pier had gone home, to start the deal.
This was an arms deal worth tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars. Neither Lian Hao Long nor Yang Jun wanted the police to interfere.
No. 4 Pier in Wan Chai.
The bustling pier, usually crowded during the day, was now eerily quiet, illuminated only by the faint moonlight. About ten people stood on the pier, the men sent by Zhong Xin Yi to make the exchange.
“Dong Ge, you think something will happen tonight?”
A Wu squatted on the pier and looked around nervously. They had been waiting for hours, but the other party had not shown up yet.
Lian Hao Dong, however, took a puff of his cigarette and calmly exhaled a plume of white smoke.
“Don't worry. Even if something happens, we can handle it!”
“Once this deal goes down tonight, each of you will get HK$20,000 for your hard work.”
Lian Hao Dong said generously. This deal would bring him a profit of over HK$1 million on the HK$10 million transaction. It was a huge windfall for him.
“Thank you, Dong Ge.”
“Just wait a little longer. Ah, they're here.”
Headlights appeared in the distance, several cars driving towards them. The two sides exchanged a code before relaxing and approaching slowly.
Yang Jun, wearing a black trench coat and holding a cigar, emerged from the darkness. He was followed by Pu Guang, Tian Yang Sheng, and others, a total of over ten people, each carrying a briefcase.
Lian Hao Dong saw the cases and a smile spread across his face.
“So, you're the handsome Jun? Indeed, you are quite handsome. You could be a movie star.”
Yang Jun exhaled a plume of smoke and said without any fuss.
“A Dong? Where's my goods? We want to inspect it first!”
Lian Hao Dong was taken aback but still laughed and said:
“Jun Ge, why are you so eager? A Wu, let them inspect the goods.”
Yang Jun motioned for Tian Yang Sheng to go and inspect. Tian Yang Sheng followed A Wu to a container and opened it.
A Wu took out an M16 and handed it to Tian Yang Sheng. Tian Yang Sheng's eyes lit up, and he excitedly took it and played with it.
“This is a bulletproof vest specially made for the military. You see, we worked hard to get it. It's a good thing!”
He took a bulletproof vest and inspected it. He tried it with a knife, and it remained intact.
“And these are single-soldier grenade launchers, each equipped with ten shells. The Hummers are in that container over there.”
“Everything on the list is here, you can check it.”
After Tian Yang Sheng inspected the Hummers with A Wu, he nodded in satisfaction and gave Yang Jun an OK sign.
Seeing that the inspection was complete, Lian Hao Dong smiled and extended his hand to Yang Jun.
“Happy cooperation!”
“Have you ever seen anyone go to a funeral home and shake hands with a dead person?”
Yang Jun looked at Lian Hao Dong with an ambiguous smile, causing Lian Hao Dong's face to change dramatically, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.
“What are you saying?”
“Just kidding!”
“This joke isn’t funny, hehehe…”
Lian Hao Dong laughed awkwardly, wiping the sweat from his face. It was a close call!
“Right, the goods are inspected, where’s my money?”
Lian Hao Dong's eyes were fixed on the black leather briefcase in Yang Jun's hand. Based on his experience, the cash was usually hidden in these briefcases.
They were in the underground business and never transferred money through banks. It was always a cash transaction, no credit!
Yang Jun chuckled, but his laughter sounded eerie in the darkness.
“Guys, give them the money!”
“Dong Ge, the money is here!”
Under Lian Hao Dong's gaze, Yang Jun slowly opened the briefcase in his hand. Instead of money, it contained an AK47 assault rifle, emitting a black, ominous glow.
“Damn, they want to rob us!”