Chapter 234: Black Eats Black

"Sir Chen." Li Shutang greeted him.

"Sit." Chen Jiajun made a gesture of invitation: "The steak here is quite good, would you like to order some?"

"Sir Chen, let's talk about business."

Li Shutang got straight to the point, refusing the offer to dine.

"Six tons, next Monday, Huangshi Pier." Seeing him so dull, Chen Jiajun was also crisp and efficient.

"Only six tons?" Li Shutang was slightly disappointed.

"Yes, they changed the transaction details at the last minute, but Ice Queen will show up, and Vincent will come to Hong Kong for an exchange in the name of the Navy Anti-Drug Unit. I need one of your people to keep him under control. Capturing Ice Queen, as well as Vincent, and the six tons of goods, is already a great merit."

Chen Jiajun took a sharp puff of his cigar, advising the other party to be content.

Li Shutang asked: "Not trading at your Tuen Mun Pier?"

"Tuen Mun Pier was built at a high cost; if they use heavy weapons, will your Police Station reimburse me?"

Li Shutang continued to ask for details: "How many people does the other side have, and what weapons will they carry?"

"These matters are not for me to control; just act according to the highest standards of the Flying Tigers. The people you send this time must be an all-Chinese team; I'm afraid the Gweilo will leak the news."

"Additionally, wait until my people open fire before you launch the operation. Remember, the sound of gunfire is the signal. The most important point is, when your police write the report, you must leave me out of it. Can you do that?"

Taking a puff of his cigar, Chen Jiajun added a few details.

"Of course. Also, Commissioner Han Yili asked me to pass on a message to you: on behalf of the Hong Kong Police Force and the citizens of Hong Kong, thank you for your cooperation. We will not forget you."

Li Shutang revealed a sincere smile.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said: "No need to remember me. I am a businessman now. We businessmen like a vibrant, upward-looking Hong Kong; only a stable and prosperous Hong Kong allows us to make big money."

"Yes, Sir Chen, you are quite right." Li Shutang nodded and said.

Monday afternoon.

Flying Tigers base.

Two all-Chinese teams were fully armed and assembled, quickly rushing toward two service vehicles.

"Da-da-da."

The firm and powerful footsteps of the all-Chinese team echoed on the parade ground. Everyone had a serious expression, their magazines fully loaded with bullets. They had received information on short notice that they were going on a mission.

At this moment, Assistant Commissioner of Police Li Shutang, wearing a headset, walked onto the parade ground and boarded the vehicle without saying a word.

The solemnity of the atmosphere and the tightness of the operation made many Flying Tigers feel the severity of this mission.

Driving to Sai Kung Tai Mong Tsai, all Flying Tigers members got out of the vehicle.

Li Shutang also got out and issued the order: "Attention everyone, we have received intelligence that an international drug trafficking organization is trading at Huangshi Pier today. For the sake of this operation's secrecy, everyone will now perform a six-kilometer forced march to the vicinity of Huangshi Pier."

"YES, SIR."

"There is still plenty of time, pay attention to maintaining your physical strength. Also, one of the groups trading tonight is Sir Chen of the Guojun Group; he is one of our own, be careful not to injure him by mistake. The other group consists of experienced former Navy SEALs members."

"YES, SIR."

The all-Chinese Flying Tigers team shouted in unison.

"Move out."

Although they did not understand why the superior would issue such an order, the superior's order was the order.

Arriving at the destination, in the forest two hundred meters away from the trading site, the Flying Tigers members checked their firearms again without a word and smeared green camouflage paint on their faces.

Huangshi Pier.

Several inconspicuous Toyota Camrys and two refrigerated trucks arrived here.

As soon as they got off, a full thirty Hell Knights stepped down from the refrigerated trucks, wearing suits and sunglasses, holding MP5 submachine guns.

The pager vibrated, and Chen Jiajun looked at the message: "Cold War Operation begins."

Chen Jiajun looked up at his surroundings; if it hadn't been for the other party's reminder, he really wouldn't have discovered the Flying Tigers' hiding spot upon closer inspection.

He sent a message to the number he provided to Ice Queen: "No moles, safe to trade."

Night fell.

A beam of light suddenly shone across the sea surface. Chen Jiajun looked at Tian Yangsheng, and Tian Yangsheng signaled back with three short flashes and one long flash.

"Dock."

Ice Queen put down her binoculars and waved her hand.

The inconspicuous fishing boat slowly approached Huangshi Pier.

Dozens of elite and fierce former Navy SEALs, holding M4A1 assault rifles and MP4 submachine guns, got off the boat with a vigilant look, spreading out in a fan shape.

Afterward, Ice Queen also got off the boat, "I really don't know how you found such a remote place."

"This is what we call professional."

Chen Jiajun reached out and shook hands with Ice Queen.

Ice Queen asked: "Did you bring the money?"

Chen Jiajun snapped his fingers. Ya Qi and Dumu exchanged a glance, walked to the vicinity of the pier, pulled up an iron chain, and dragged it backward.

"Clatter."

An iron box surfaced from the water.

Dumu and Ya Qi dragged the iron box onto the shore, took out a key to open it, and suddenly, a cubic meter of green US banknotes appeared before everyone's eyes. The iron box was extremely well-sealed.

"Recruiting you to join the Ether Society was truly the right choice."

Ice Queen clapped her hands lightly, marveling at Chen Jiajun's professional spirit.

"Where are the goods?" Chen Jiajun looked toward the fishing boat.

Five or six former Navy SEALs members moved the goods off the fishing boat.

Once all the cargo boxes were moved ashore, Jing Kun stepped forward, pulled out a Dagger to pry open a wooden crate, and then took out a bag of goods.

"Three A."

Jing Kun used a Dagger to pick up a crystal-clear, flawless white grain of "ice" from the bag.

He used a lighter to ignite the ice, and a wisp of magical smoke rose from the ice grain.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "The Ice Queen is truly as legendary as they say."

The Ice Queen said meaningfully, "Without real skill, how would I dare to seek out you, Sir Chen?"

"Check the money."

Looking behind her, the Ice Queen said again.

A fully armed former Navy SEAL member came up and took out several stacks of US dollars, inspecting them: "NO PROBLEM."

Of course there was no problem; these were solid, real US dollars.

Without using real US dollars, how could they lure the fish onto the hook?

However, apart from this large stack being real US dollars, the rest were fake.

Chen Jiajun took out a Cigar and lowered his voice: "Let the Tuen Mun side start entering the Warehouse. Once they finish moving the goods in, we will complete the transaction here. Now, it is Cigar time."

"Of course."

The Ice Queen took out a mobile phone and arranged for the people in Tuen Mun to enter the storage immediately.

Afterwards, just like Chen Jiajun, she gazed at the pitch-black sea surface, puffing away.

Meanwhile, several demon slave minions dragged the other iron boxes, which were disguised as US dollars, onto the shore.

……

"Sir Li."

In the jungle two hundred meters away from Huangshi Pier, Flying Tigers Captain Wang Dong, holding an MP5, walked cautiously to Li Shutang's side.

"Stay calm, wait for the signal."

Li Shutang put down his binoculars; although he could not hear the conversation between the two, he understood the situation perfectly.

Besides their Flying Tigers unit, there were four other assault boats standing by on the nearby sea surface.

"Understood."

Wang Dong nodded.

"Once the signal sounds, remember, you must protect Sir Chen and his people. Do you hear me?"

Li Shutang patted Wang Dong on the shoulder again.

"Understood." Wang Dong nodded.

……

Tuen Mun Pier.

When the last batch of goods was brought ashore and entered the Warehouse, Lao Yu grinned, revealing his ghastly white teeth: "Brothers, you've worked hard."

The next moment, Lao Yu pulled out a Handgun directly.

"Fuck, a double-cross."

That former Navy SEAL member reacted quickly, but no matter how fast his reaction was, it could not compare to Lao Yu's hand speed, nor to the dozens of Hell Knights lying in ambush around the Warehouse.

After a burst of gunfire, these former Navy SEAL members, either shot in the chest or hit in the forehead, all fell to the ground.

Lao Yu took out a mobile phone and dialed a number.

Huangshi Pier.

"Transaction complete."

When Chen Jiajun heard these four words from the receiver, he stepped on his Cigar to extinguish it; it had been less than two minutes, not a long time, and he hadn't even smoked a few puffs of his Cigar.

"We can trade now."

"OK."

The Ice Queen nodded and snapped her fingers at the Gweilo Majai.

Afterwards, she took out her mobile phone, but she could not get through to the team responsible for the transaction at Tuen Mun Pier no matter how she tried.

"I don't know why, but I feel like tonight is a bit strange. Everyone, move quickly." The Ice Queen had just finished speaking.

With a "Bang," a gunshot rang out, and Chen Jiajun cleanly pulled out his Desert Eagle and blew her head apart.

"Fuck."

"Da-da-da."

"Pa-pa-pa-pa."

"Kill them all."

In an instant, the sound of gunfire erupted on the Pier.

Dumu, Lao Yu, Azu, Tian Yangsheng, and the others immediately surrounded Chen Jiajun, keeping him in the center, and raised their MP5s, firing wildly at the former Navy SEAL members.

"Action."

"Move out."

Hearing the gunfire at Huangshi Pier, Li Shutang immediately gave the order.

Thirty Flying Tigers members wearing bulletproof vests immediately rushed out of the bushes with guns in both hands.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Royal Hong Kong Police, everyone get down!"

"Bang, bang, bang."

Flying Tigers Captain Wang Dong charged at the very front.

The team members followed closely, pulling the Trigger and firing continuously at their targets.

The Police shouted as they were supposed to, but drug dealers were heartless fellows who usually wouldn't surrender unless they saw they were at a dead end. Therefore, the Flying Tigers members also kept pulling the Trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Facing the former Navy SEALs who outnumbered them two to one, they immediately launched a counterattack.

"Police!"

"Retreat!"

They were well-trained; several members were responsible for covering the rear, while two leaders immediately boarded a speedboat, started it, and quickly fled the scene.

The next moment.

"Bang, bang."

A burst of gunfire struck; the two minor leaders hadn't even traveled a few meters when they were shot in the forehead, and then the fuel tank was hit.

"Boom."

"Bang."

A violent explosion rang out, illuminating the sea surface.

At the same time, four police patrol boats on the sea advanced toward this location at full speed, "This is the Hong Kong Royal Police, drop your guns and surrender immediately, or you will be killed without mercy."

The remaining former Navy SEAL members, seeing people on all sides, immediately chose to run along the hillside.

"Bang."

Li Shutang held a shotgun and blasted a Gweilo Majai away.

"Bang."

After switching cartridges, Li Shutang once again riddled a Gweilo Majai with holes.

"Bang."

"Bang."

As an Assistant Commissioner of Police, Li Shutang's personal ability was nothing to sneeze at; his performance was incredibly brave.

Five minutes later, the firefight on the beach was declared over.

Li Shutang ran to Chen Jiajun: "How is it? Are any of your men injured?"

Chen Jiajun looked at his brothers.

"We're fine."

Everyone shook their heads one after another. There were occasional hits from stray bullets, but the problems were not significant.

Li Shutang looked at the Ice Queen lying on the ground and sighed, "What a pity, the Ice Queen is dead; you really were willing to destroy such a flower."

Shaking his head, Li Shutang took out a pack of White Marlboro and handed it to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun took a cigarette and gave a thumbs up: "I thought the top brass at the Police Station didn't know how to handle guns."

"Click."

Li Shutang took the initiative to take out a lighter and lit it: "Don't underestimate me. By the way, what did you and the Ice Queen talk about just now?"

"Their organization is called the Ether Society, and they wanted to cooperate with me long-term to use Hong Kong as a distribution hub for Southeast Asia."

Chen Jiajun took a drag of his cigarette and made an excuse, "Originally, I wanted to spare her life, but when I heard that, I really couldn't help myself."

"Isn't there still a big fish in Hong Kong?" Li Shutang laughed, his face full of excitement.

The big fish in Li Shutang's mouth naturally referred to the Navy Anti-Drug Unit—Vincent.

Chen Jiajun took a few puffs of his cigarette, got into the car, and said: "I'll leave this to you. You know how to write the report, right?"

"Don't worry."

"Brothers, today's success in cracking this major case is all thanks to Sir Chen."

"Snap."

As he spoke, Li Shutang gave a salute to Chen Jiajun.

"Swish."

All the Flying Tigers members saluted Sir Chen.

Chen Jiajun thumped his chest toward the Flying Tigers and Li Shutang and said: "If you have time, come to my place. For the Flying Tigers, everything is on the house. See you again."

After finishing, he got into the car.

The Toyota Camry left Huangshi Pier, and Chen Jiajun called Vincent, taking the initiative: "Vincent, the Ice Queen is dead, and the six tons I was trading with her have been intercepted by the police. Did you betray me?"

"What?"

"How is that possible? What about the other 54 tons!" Vincent said in shock.

"Fuck your mother, you still have the nerve to ask me? Dealing with you Gweilos is never safe, not professional at all. You better find a place to kill yourself, you loser!"

Chen Jiajun cursed and hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy signal on the receiver, Vincent immediately began to pack his luggage.

Carrying his luggage, Vincent opened the hotel door and saw a Gweilo in front of him, wearing a suit, holding a Browning Pistol in his hand, looking at him in a refined manner.

Former Director of Political Department He Guorong raised his head, revealed a toothy smile, and said: "Where do you want to go, Vincent?"

"Who are you? Mmph."

The next moment.

Several young demon slaves quickly covered his mouth and dragged him directly into the room. He Guorong opened the suitcase, took out a needle, and injected it into Vincent's neck.

A few minutes later, after setting up the suicide scene, He Guorong left the hotel with his brothers.

(End of this chapter)