Chapter 174: Dragon Five and Dragon Nine

It was at this moment that Legislator Lin Guowei stood up and said righteously:

"Everyone, I would like to say a few words!"

"A month ago, fishermen from Shanwei came in a surge, thousands of sails arriving together, numbering about three to four thousand people. To escape the earthquake disaster, they filled the waters of the Hong Kong sea, causing a serious situation.

But the authorities firmly refused, dispatching military and police vessels to effectively obstruct them, trapping the fishermen in the area of Donglong Chau, unwilling to relax or let them in any further. The fishermen stayed for several days and finally returned.

On Monday, there were also fourteen Mainland fishing boats that broke into Qingzhou; they were discovered by the water police and expelled from the Hong Kong sea.

It is evident that the authorities hold fast to a consistent principle regarding incoming immigrants, unwilling to change it in the slightest!"

"Yet, for the refugees fleeing from Yue Nan by sea, they almost turn no one away!

Consequently, the number of Yue Nan refugees reached over one hundred thousand at its peak! I would like to ask everyone present: how can a small island with a radius of a hundred miles like this port accommodate so many refugees?"

"As of now, this port still has one hundred thousand refugees, and less than half have been accepted by other countries! This port still has to look after their living and housing, carrying a huge burden!"

"The magnitude of this burden is not at its limit yet; in the future, there may be even heavier loads.

Just look at the period from January to September; another three thousand Yue Nan refugees have fled here. According to the refugees, about one hundred ships full of refugees are arriving one after another! Based on the load capacity of fishing boats, each can carry about 100 people! If one hundred ships arrive completely, it will bring ten thousand refugees to Hong Kong!"

"And it does not stop there! It is more than four or five times the number of fishermen from Shanwei who were avoiding the earthquake disaster!"

"…Hong Kong faces the threat of a massive influx of refugees, and without any public-spirited countries to help share the hardship, how can we sustain this?"

"Sir Mai Lihao, you are the most popular Governor in the history of Hong Kong citizens.

I believe you have also seen the attitude of all the high-level officials of the Three Secretaries and Thirteen Bureaus, including us legislators. I would like to ask you to reconsider the refugee issue carefully and propose a reasonable plan to solve the Yue Nan refugee problem in Hong Kong!"

After Lin Guowei delivered his impassioned views, he put down the manuscript in his hand.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

Enthusiastic sounds erupted at the scene.

After the applause stopped, Mai Lihao aimed at the microphone and said: "Legislator Lin, your opinion is indeed quite good.

How about this, since everyone is here today, there is no time like the present; what opinions and countermeasures does everyone have?"

This meeting of the Hong Kong government regarding Yue Nan lasted from seven o'clock in the evening until midnight.

The next day.

The headlines of all major newspapers and weeklies in Hong Kong, including even some entertainment gossip magazines, were without exception reports about the Yue Nan refugees.

…

In the following days.

The Hong Kong government changed its reception policy; all industrial and commercial sectors in Hong Kong were forbidden from hiring Yue Nan refugee employees.

This news was a bolt from the blue for the Yuenanzai.

In the 1980s, Hong Kong's economy was developing rapidly and was known at the time as one of the "Four Asian Tigers." Back then, if one went to Hong Kong to work as a laborer, the money earned in a single day could even equal half a year's income in Yue Nan.

At the same time, the Correctional Services Department and the Royal Hong Kong Police also strengthened the management of Yue Nan refugee camps.

Immediately following this, the Correctional Services Department and the Royal Hong Kong Police repatriated a portion of the Yue Nan refugees who frequently caused trouble.

The Hong Kong government even paid out of its own pocket to charter flights to send a portion of the Yue Nan refugees to countries like the United States and England.

Just like that, Chen Jiajun hadn't even played his trump card yet!

The scope of the North Vietnamese's activities in Hong Kong was reduced step by step, and they were even trapped in the refugee center. Jiang Tianyang had one of his wings directly cut off, leaving only the Tsim Sha Tsui Branch, Guanyong Branch, Yau Ma Tei Branch, and Kwun Tong Branch.

Diamond Hill Villa.

"Brother Tianyang, what should we do now?"

A Zha paced back and forth, looking as if the sky had fallen; his brothers were now all trapped in the refugee center.

What terrified him even more was that an official from the Correctional Services Department told him he was highly likely to be repatriated to Yue Nan.

After enjoying a life of luxury and wealth in Hong Kong, how could he be willing to return to the poor mountains and treacherous waters of Yue Nan now!

"You ask me, who do I ask? This is the Governor's decision."

Jiang Tianyang felt somewhat irritable; because one of his wings had been severed, several other syndicates had crossed the line recently.

And just a week ago, his faction's strength was almost reaching that of a top-tier syndicate in Hong Kong.

Taking a puff of his cigar, he frowned and said: "I've asked around; there is only one way now: fake marriage!"

Tony looked up: "Fake marriage?"

Jiang Tianyang nodded and said: "Go to the brothels and find some women to enter into fake marriages with you!"

"Damn it!"

Hearing this, A Zha immediately cursed; who would be willing to marry a woman from a brothel as a wife?

Jiang Tianyang comforted him: "Heroes don't ask where they come from; finding a woman from a brothel to be your wife is still more comfortable than letting you return to Yue Nan."

"Brother Tianyang, I understand." A Zha nodded.

Jiang Tianyang continued: "Additionally, I have already found out that this matter is being stirred up behind the scenes by Dalao Jun."

"It's him?" A Zha asked in surprise.

Jiang Tianyang nodded and said: "Yes, I had Taizi capture a few employees of the Oriental Daily News and used torture to extract a confession."

"You know what to do, right?"

"We know!"

A Zha picked up his teacup and took a fierce gulp.

"Wait until after the deal tomorrow night to do this; tomorrow, send people to follow Dalao Jun and figure out his whereabouts!"

Jiang Tianyang knew one thing: only by getting rid of Chen Jiajun could he return to the position of Dragon Head.

…

Over these past few days, after handling Konglong's funeral arrangements, Chen Jiajun had been sitting in command at the Guojun Building, ready to receive information from the prison at any time.

To strengthen security management between the Kowloon Peninsula and Hong Kong Island, the Hong Kong government struck with a heavy hand, setting up layers of checkpoints on the roads between the New Territories and Kowloon, requiring identification to be shown for passage.

Facts proved that if the Hong Kong government was truly determined to maintain public order, its methods were quite effective; Hong Kong had been very peaceful during this period.

The next evening, Chen Jiajun said solemnly to his brothers:

"I've received word that at 11:00 PM, Ba Mian Fo and Jiang Tianyang are conducting a Laundry Powder transaction, with money and goods separated! Jiang Tianyang and Ba Mian Fo are meeting at Baisha Bay in Sai Kung, while the three Tony brothers are trading Laundry Powder at the Yuanyuan Guanyin Tianhou Miao in Yuen Long."

"A Qiang!"

Lu Jinqiang raised his hand and said: "Big Brother, I'm here!"

"Notify the Wang Jianjun brothers to get to work; the three Tony brothers and Wei Shali must not be left alive!" Chen Jiajun issued the order coldly and ruthlessly.

"Yes, received!" Lu Jinqiang nodded decisively.

Chen Jiajun then looked at Lao E, who had rushed back from Macau, and said: "Lao E, you take your men and finish off Ba Mian Fo and Jiang Tianyang!"

"Understood!" Lao E nodded.

Chen Jiajun then looked at Tian Yangsheng and said:

"A Sheng, Jing Kun, tonight you are responsible for leading the brothers; sweep all of Taizi's venues for me!"

"Understood!"

"Xiyan, Bai Lu, tonight you are responsible for the Kwun Tong branch; I want to see Chen Dayu's head on a platter."

"Understood, Big Brother!"

After giving the instructions, the brothers went out to do their work.

In the afternoon, Chen Jiajun left Guojun Building.

On the roadside not far away, inside an ordinary Toyota sedan, Ruan Wenshan, a subordinate of A Zha, was using binoculars to watch Chen Jiajun's departing motorcade.

"Follow!"

Ruan Wenshan put down the binoculars and told the subordinate beside him to drive and follow.

He was of the Viet ethnic group, a second lieutenant in the 19th Company of the South Vietnam Special Forces; he had a scorpion tattoo on his exposed, muscular arm, and due to his formidable skills and military background, he was highly valued by the three Tony brothers.

"Damn his mother, this kid is really afraid of dying! Bringing so many bodyguards!" the lackey driving the car said.

There were five Mercedes-Benz cars in total, followed by at least twenty bodyguards; this was already about the same number as their own squad.

Moreover, according to their observations, these bodyguards were definitely not ordinary people.

Every one of them had muscles built up to their necks.

Furthermore, the scent of blood exuding from them was something they, as former South Vietnam Special Forces, were all too familiar with.

"Brother Shan, should we ask Jiang Tianyang for more money?" a lackey said with dissatisfaction.

"It won't be too late to negotiate terms after we take down Chen Jiajun."

Ruan Wenshan cursed at the lackey, who was also his former subordinate, and then took out a walkie-talkie: "Everyone, get ready."

"Didn't Brother Zha tell us to act tomorrow?"

"Am I your Big Brother, or is A Zha?"

Ruan Wenshan retorted immediately; according to his observations, this was the fewest bodyguards Chen Jiajun had ever had around him—if they didn't kill him now, when would they?

"Yes!"

Everyone stopped talking and simultaneously took out their Handguns to begin checking their weapons.

A BMW sped past; inside the car were a man and a woman. The man had a stern expression and a resolute face, while the woman had short hair and a heroic, spirited look.

Captain of the 19th Company of the South Vietnam Special Forces—Long Wu—withdrew his gaze from the cars nearby: "Ninth Sister, it looks like Ruan Wenshan and his men are going to make a move."

As Ruan Wenshan's former superior, Long Wu was all too familiar with his personality.

"Received, I will notify the Political Department immediately."

Long Jiu held the steering wheel with her left hand and pulled out a mobile phone with her right; her identity was that of a Senior Inspector in the Royal Hong Kong Police Political Department.

She and her siblings were among the earlier refugees to flee from Vietnam; because each of them possessed formidable skills, several of the brothers and sisters worked in the Police Force, with the exception of Long Wu, who was the eldest brother.

(End of this chapter)