Chapter 289: 290. Chapter 290: Taking in Gao Jin

290. Chapter 290: Taking in Gao Jin

"Mr. Hong, what happened?" the fisherman asked, looking a bit strange.

Hong Wengang shook his head and said, "I don't know, I threw my phone away. Get me a phone and prepare a fishing boat."

The fisherman's wife quickly brought over a phone, while the fisherman himself went to prepare the fishing boat.

Hong Wengang dialed Gao Jin's number again.

At this moment, Hong Wengang dared not trust anyone and could only continue to contact his trusted aide.

Fortunately, the call was finally answered this time, and Gao Jin's cold voice came through: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Hong Wengang let out a sigh of relief: "What's going on over there? Why didn't you answer the phone for so long?"

Gao Jin said indifferently: "There was some trouble in Pattaya, the mayor is having some issues. But don't worry, everything is under control. That Chen Zhijie will be caught soon."

"Be quick. I can't hold on much longer." As his confidant, Hong Wengang naturally did not suspect anything and continued: "Something happened in Hong Kong, come to the High Seas to pick me up. Remember, alone."

"Understood, Mr. Hong," Gao Jin said in a serious tone.

At this moment, another voice rang out on the fishing boat.

"Yes, Mr. Hong."

Hong Wengang roared in a rage: "Speak. Why?"

Gao Jin said with a serious face: "Someone raided my prison and rescued Chen Zhijie. I went to seek help from the mayor of Pattaya, and subsequently, someone brought the Human Rights Council and foreign reporters to expose the organ factory."

But at this moment, Gao Jin did not speak, only looking at Hong Wengang indifferently.

Hong Wengang immediately became agitated: "Why are you only telling me now?"

This was also what they had agreed upon back then, as long as Hong Wengang used this favor.

The fisherman turned and left, paying no more attention to Hong Wengang.

Then, Hong Wengang watched in horror as Chen Jiajun actually walked out from the fish hold of the fishing boat.

However, the fishing boat's range was not very good, and it could not go very far.

Beside him followed two people, a man and a woman.

It was unclear whether it was an attachment to his younger brother's heart, or an attachment to his career.

"Gao Jin, you bastard, you actually dare to betray me." Hong Wengang's eyes were bloodshot, staring viciously at Gao Jin: "What exactly did he give you?"

"Wh-what?" Hearing this series of news, Hong Wengang was also a bit dazed.

The fisherman nodded and immediately approached the other fishing boat.

After about half an hour, another fishing boat appeared in Hong Wengang's field of vision.

It was just that by the time it reached the High Seas, it was already running low on fuel and could only stop to wait for Gao Jin's rendezvous.

Now there was no hope for his own younger brother's heart; the hitman hadn't sent news for a long time, clearly having been tricked by the police.

"What do you mean?" Hong Wengang could no longer care why Chen Jiajun appeared here, but stepped back two paces and asked vigilantly.

The fisherman nodded: "Understood, Mr. Hong."

"Chen Jiajun?" Hong Wengang looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, his mind suddenly in chaos.

After the long journey, Hong Wengang's heart could no longer take it.

Soon the fisherman's boat was ready, and he said to Hong Wengang: "Mr. Hong, when are we leaving?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Literally what I said. Gao Jin, help your former boss sober up."

After coughing twice and sitting down, he said to Gao Jin: "What exactly happened in Thailand? What's going on with the mayor of Pattaya? How did he suddenly fall from power for no reason?"

At the same time, he realized a very fatal thing: this dog Gao Jin, this stray dog he had picked up from the K Industrial Park in Cambodia, was now no longer under his control and had instead recognized Chen Jiajun as his master.

Soon Hong Wengang boarded an unremarkable fishing boat, but standing by the side of the boat looking at the night view of Hong Kong, he was full of unwillingness.

He didn't know why Chen Jiajun had targeted him, and the most terrifying thing was that he hadn't even noticed.

The salty seawater made Hong Wengang very uncomfortable, but he was quickly lifted up.

If one followed Gao Jin's meaning, not only had his lair in Hong Kong been raided, but the one in Thailand was no exception.

"Let me tell you about this."

The fisherman was very familiar with the environment around Hong Kong, and taking Hong Wengang, he bypassed the marine police and soon left Hong Kong's waters.

Hong Wengang had the fisherman use a flashlight to signal.

"Now." Hong Wengang stood up with his cane.

Chen Jiajun leaned against the railing of the fishing boat and said indifferently: "He isn't telling you because it was my order."

Then, in Hong Wengang's terrified eyes, Gao Jin actually walked directly in front of him, grabbed him, lifted one of his legs, and dunked it fiercely into the seawater twice.

Sure enough, in the other fishing boat, Gao Jin's tall and straight figure appeared before Hong Wengang.

Hong Wengang nodded at this moment and said to the fisherman: "You go back. Remember what should be said and what should not."

So Hong Wengang prepared to flee to Thailand, to use an electronic heart to hold on for a period of time first.

From then on, there would be no connection between the two, and this fisherman would not know a person named Hong Wengang.

Soon the opposite fishing boat also responded to the signal.

After checking twice and confirming there were no problems, Hong Wengang said to the fisherman: "Bring the boat alongside."

At this time, Chen Jiajun's voice drifted over from the side: "Let me interrupt, the betrayal you mentioned might not be appropriate."

Hong Wengang looked at Chen Jiajun: "What do you mean?"

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said: "It's very simple, I didn't turn Gao Jin, I controlled him."

After the matter of the organ factory in Thailand was resolved, Gao Jin became a stray dog.

Even when alone, he still launched a suicide attack on Ya Qi without mercy.

As for the result, it is easy to imagine.

Gao Jin is very formidable, true; perhaps in the Hung Hing, only Tian Yangsheng could firmly suppress him.

But when matched against Ya Qi, it was clearly not enough.

He was directly beaten severely by Ya Qi, and then captured.

This guy Gao Jin has many merits: loyalty, combat ability, and proficiency in multiple languages; he is indeed a talent.

Chen Jiajun clearly felt a desire to recruit him, so he had Bai Lu cast Mental Control on him.

Although Mental Control has a success rate, those without a firm mind cannot withstand it.

And if not done carefully, it will burn out the brain.

Yet after using it seven or eight times in a row, which exhausted Bai Lu, she still controlled Gao Jin.

From the moment the Mental Control succeeded, Gao Jin, this loyal dog of Hong Wengang, became Chen Jiajun's.

Although he did not know what Chen Jiajun's control meant, Hong Wengang knew he had no way out.

"Why, why must someone like you also come to stop me?" Hong Wengang roared hysterically at Chen Jiajun: "What does this matter have to do with you?"

Chen Jiajun looked at Hong Wengang's performance and said with some disdain: "Tsk, I didn't expect that this level would be enough to make a guy like you break down?"

At this moment, Hong Wengang just wanted to vent all the anger in his heart: "I saved many people, I saved many people's lives. Why is it that now that I am about to die, I can't find someone to save my life?"

"Hong Wenbiao is my own younger brother; what does the business between us two brothers have to do with you people? Why must you all insist on stopping me? My path is so difficult to walk; being able to reach today is all thanks to Heaven's protection."

"Those who don't know how to cherish their own bodies, why can't I take their lives to save those in need? You are also a rich man; what if you need me one day?"

Seeing Hong Wengang's twisted logic, and the way he actually felt he was very reasonable, Chen Jiajun was left speechless.

However, Chen Jiajun did not bother to lecture such a person; this guy's worldview had already been completely destroyed.

And Chen Jiajun did not intend to let him live.

Because Hong Wengang's life was something he would use to establish his authority.

So Chen Jiajun said indifferently to Hong Wengang: "I am not interested in the business you do, nor am I interested in your life. I only know that if you do things you shouldn't do in Hong Kong, there should always be a punishment."

"You mean, the rules you set?" Hong Wengang said with a mocking face: "Others call you 'Hong Kong King' and you really think you are a king? Hong Kong is the territory of the England Gweilo. You are nothing but a dog in an England colony."

Since he was already on a dead-end path, Hong Wengang simply let go of all reservations.

Even when facing the renowned Chen Jiajun, he did not flinch at all.

But what Hong Wengang did not expect was that Chen Jiajun did not get angry, but instead said indifferently: "That's right, what I say is the rule. And who is the dog, who is the master, who knows?"

Hong Wengang was stunned for a moment, then burst into wild laughter.

All along, he had thought he was a madman, a maniacal guy.

After all, he could even lay a heavy hand on his own younger brother; other than himself, no one was important.

But today he saw someone even more arrogant than himself.

"I always thought I was a madman, I didn't expect you to be even crazier than me." Hong Wengang laughed until he coughed, and only managed to make the sentence clear intermittently.

Chen Jiajun did not care; after all, although England is still constantly going downhill now.

In the eyes of many, it is still that Empire on which the sun never sets.

Some even take pride in being able to be a dog for England.

But Chen Jiajun is different; he has the vision of someone who has seen the next fifty years, and in his hands, he has a cheat that can flip the table.

If he wants to play, he continues to play; if he doesn't want to play, he flips the table and runs away.

What do those England Gweilo count for?

So Chen Jiajun had no interest in chatting any further, and said indifferently: "Slaughtering you seems to be letting you off too easily. I heard your heart condition is quite serious, so let's play a game of choice."

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun gave Gao Jin a look, and Gao Jin grabbed Hong Wengang by the collar and threw him directly into the sea.

Hong Wengang already had a serious heart condition, and the heart's blood and oxygen supply were already constantly decreasing. If he kept struggling in the sea, this process would be even more rapid.

But if he did not struggle, he would be drowned by the seawater.

So Hong Wengang now had only two choices: either keep consuming his physical strength, leading to a heart attack, or be directly drowned; there was no third option.

And the fact that Hong Wengang could lay a hand on his own younger brother showed he had a strong desire to live.

Now, he kept struggling in the seawater, maintaining his body's balance, and then, in despair, his heart stopped.

This was the punishment Chen Jiajun gave him for doing so many dirty businesses.

The next day, Hong Wengang's younger brother, Hong Wenbiao, woke up.

And he testified to everything Hong Wengang had done.

The police immediately obtained an arrest warrant, preparing to arrest Hong Wengang directly.

Although they caught Hong Wengang's subordinates, no matter how the police interrogated them, no one knew Hong Wengang's whereabouts.

With no other choice, the police could only issue a wanted notice.

A few days later, at a Pier on Lantau Island, the marine police reported finding a floating corpse.

And this corpse, after DNA testing, confirmed that the floating corpse was Hong Wengang himself.

Moreover, the cause of Hong Wengang's death was not homicide, but was personally confirmed by the forensic doctor as being caused by his own heart attack.

Although the police were unable to personally arrest Hong Wengang, it seemed a bit of a pity.

But fortunately, this transnational organ trafficking case could be closed.

Only Chen Guohua of the International Criminal Police Organization did not look good.

"A Hua, the case is already closed, why are you still looking so gloomy?" Chen Guohua's superior walked over and said with a smile: "Because we performed meritorious service this time, your rule-breaking operations will not be pursued by the higher-ups, and you've even been promoted a small grade. I heard your nephew is also fine in Thailand, and is preparing to return after donating bone marrow to a little girl."

Chen Guohua smiled reluctantly and said: "It's nothing, I just have some links I haven't figured out."

Chen Guohua remembered the old prison guard who suddenly appeared that day, as well as Hong Wengang's unnatural death, and always felt this matter had something to do with Hong Hing, but now he could only wait for Chen Zhijie to return to know the ins and outs of this matter.

The police did not know why Hong Hing had to intervene in this matter.

But it seemed to have already spread in the underworld.

First, the K Industrial Park in Cambodia was destroyed, and then the organ factory in Thailand was exposed.

Both of these matters had to do with Hong Hing.

Plus, Old Yu had previously notified all the triads in Hong Kong, intending to root out those bastards involved in the human trafficking business.

Everyone couldn't help but suspect that this matter was likely the doing of Chen Jiajun, who stood behind Old Yu.

"Damn, Dalao Jun is so Babi."

"Although he is no longer in the underworld, the underworld still has his legends."

"Hmph, I've long been disgusted by those bastards who trade in human trafficking and beggars; now they've kicked an iron plate, haven't they?"

"It's fine to be in the underworld to make money, but how dare they engage in such a lowly business?"

"Stop being shameless. What's so good about you bastards who run brothels? You're just gilding your own faces."

The underworld was in an uproar, but everyone knew that Dalao Jun was giving everyone a warning: if anyone dared to engage in human trafficking in Hong Kong, they shouldn't blame him for being impolite.

Such deterrence was still very effective; at the very least, the major triads in Hong Kong were all very well-behaved.

Even those who ran brothels didn't dare to bring in any special services from outside anymore.

Because they knew that Chen Jiajun was playing for real on this matter. If anyone didn't listen, people would truly die.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiajun himself was at home looking at a list provided by Zheng Hanshou.

These bastards involved in human trafficking all had connections, to a greater or lesser extent.

This network was extremely vast, from the brothels in Bangkok to the streets of Manila, from the Station in Moscow to the cargo routes in Tanzania, from the suburbs of New York to the beaches of Mexico; it could be said to be omnipresent, lurking in the shadows.

However, Chen Jiajun wasn't very concerned about things outside of Asia; he only cared about his own patch of land.

Apart from the K Industrial Park in Cambodia and the organ factory in Pattaya that he had destroyed, the only other relatively famous organization in Asia was one called Asian Dolls.

This organization was different from simple human trafficking; although they also kidnapped minors, they generally targeted girls, and after kidnapping them, they trained them to become assassins, though their scale was not large.

But the things they manufactured could be said to be extremely vile.

At the very least, the number of people dying at the hands of this assassin organization every year in the three places of the Greater Bay Area (Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan) was not small.

Moreover, this organization was still arrogantly mocking people to their faces; it was absolutely impossible that they didn't have someone backing them.

Chen Jiajun vaguely felt that this organization was very familiar; he must have seen similar films in his past life.

But he had almost forgotten the specifics because too much time had passed.

However, since he had found a clue, Chen Jiajun wouldn't let it go; it would just happen to add some difficulty to Ya Qi's Information Organization.

"By the way, Boss, I discovered something very interesting this time when you returned from Thailand."

Ya Qi didn't leave immediately after receiving the order, but instead hesitated for a moment before saying to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun was stunned for a moment and said, "What is it?"

"A major drug lord has returned from Thailand," Ya Qi said solemnly. "This guy is called Ceng Jian, and he was once the head of the largest Laundry Powder group in Hong Kong. Moreover, this guy was the one who grabbed the largest share of the market after the Four Great Sergeants stepped down."

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun became interested immediately upon hearing this: "Then why have I never heard of this guy's name?"

Ya Qi frowned and said, "Seven years ago, this guy was betrayed during a deal. Afterward, he was wanted by the police across the board, and having no other choice, he fled to Thailand."

"I think that since this guy chose to return at this time, he must have already prepared for revenge. I think the underworld will surely stir up waves again."

Chen Jiajun rubbed his chin and thought carefully.

To be honest, the relationships between Hong Kong triads were tangled and complex, and Chen Jiajun didn't want to manage them at all.

When the time came, these gangs would automatically perish, and by then, there would be no soil for their survival at all.

Even if they were currently fighting until their brains were smashed, it had nothing to do with Chen Jiajun.

But those bastards who dealt in Laundry Powder were different; these guys would poison people for thousands of miles.

This was also the reason why Chen Jiajun chose to finish off Ice Queen, Lin Kun, and those other traffickers.

Chen Jiajun had no impression of this Ceng Jian at all.

He figured he probably wouldn't be able to stir up any waves either.

So, after hesitating for a moment, he said to Ya Qi: "Let's first see what kind of commotion this guy can stir up. If the people from the Narcotics Bureau are truly too useless, we'll give them a hand." (End of this chapter)