Chapter 330

Wei Jiacheng planned to have his whole family move in once the Qingluo Bay project was completed.

Ni Yongyao naturally understood Wei Jiacheng's golden reputation in Hong Kong; in some respects, he had more influence than himself. Having him move into Qingluo Bay would naturally attract more dignitaries and elites.

"Mr. Wei, we will prepare the best villa for you when the time comes."

"Good."

Soon, after the two briefly agreed, Wei Jiacheng hung up the phone, leaving everything to Ni Yongyao. It seemed he would be able to sleep well tonight. As for Zhang Ziqiang, he likely wouldn't notice anything unusual.

As for his son, he would at most be abused, but his life would not be in danger.

Suffering a little bit was fine; it would serve as a lesson. Their Wei family's name was too big in Hong Kong; it seemed they would need to hire more bodyguards in the future.

……

At the Ni residence, Ni Yongyao hung up the phone and looked at the Fox beside him, saying:

"Fox, have the informants we scattered found the location of Zhang Ziqiang and his men?"

The Fox nodded:

"When they kidnapped Wei Zeju, we received the news immediately and secretly sent people to follow them, uncovering their location."

"Their hideout is in an apartment in Yau Ma Tei."

"Well done."

A satisfied smile appeared on Ni Yongyao's face. The Ni family's informants were spread throughout Hong Kong, creating one intelligence network after another.

Countless low-level thugs provided them with information, and people from the black market and all walks of life were connected to the Ni family. Even if Zhang Ziqiang hid in the wilderness,

as long as he was in Hong Kong, they would find traces of him.

Moreover, Wei Zeju's identity was special; Ni Yongyao had long since arranged for people to watch him. When Wei Zeju was first kidnapped, the first to know wasn't Wei Jiacheng, but the Ni family.

Since the location was found, things would be easy to handle:

"Fox, call Li Wang, Wesley, and Wu Lin."

Three five-star assassins were enough to show how much Ni Yongyao valued this matter.

The Fox had no doubts and nodded:

"I will notify them immediately."

An hour and a half later, Wesley, Wu Lin, and Li Wang were already in the Ni family study.

Wesley bowed and asked:

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Li Wang and Wu Lin were the quiet types, waiting on the side for Ni Yongyao's command.

Before they arrived, people from the Wei family had already come with the villa's construction plans.

Ni Yongyao handed the construction plans to Wesley and said:

"This time, someone is threatening a friend of the Ni family. He has a bomb strapped to his body. You must hit the vital point and give him no chance to react."

"I trust you more with this sniping mission; I'm leaving it to you."

Wesley took the construction plans without asking too many questions:

"Mr. Ni, I will not let you down. I will resolve the target quickly."

Wesley had never failed an assassination mission.

"I will go to the villa to scout now. I won't alert the target, ensuring the mission is foolproof."

Even if there was a bomb, so what? Under his sniping, Zhang Ziqiang would be headshot with a single bullet, without even a chance to trigger the bomb.

Moreover, the moment he received the mission, Zhang Ziqiang was already a dead man. He didn't even bother asking for his name, as it was unnecessary.

Ni Yongyao nodded. Wesley was decisive and swift; he was used to his style and had never disappointed him on a mission.

Wu Lin spoke up at this moment:

"Then, Mr. Ni, what do you need us to do?"

Ni Yongyao said calmly:

"Fox, give them the location. The day after tomorrow, your goal is to rescue Mr. Wei's son, Wei Zeju."

"You must ensure the safety of the hostage. They have a dozen or so ordinary firearms and hand grenades, which pose no threat to you."

Li Wang was already impervious to blades and bullets, with bones of steel; ordinary firearms could hardly hurt him.

Wu Lin had excellent leg techniques and was as light as a swallow; ordinary bullets couldn't threaten them.

The only concern was the safety of the hostage. As an assassin and bodyguard, Wu Lin would surely complete this mission beautifully.

Li Wang's voice was calm:

"Sir, should we leave any of them alive?"

Ni Yongyao had no interest in that:

"Kill them all; it will serve as an explanation to the Wei family."

These notorious thieves might be arrogant in the eyes of others, but to the Ni family, they weren't even worth a second glance.

Ni Yongyao would likely forget them by the next day; they were completely insignificant characters.

The "King of Thieves" and "fierce bandits" were terms for ordinary people; in front of five-star assassins, they were just nobodies.

"Fox, you handle the specific work. I have another business deal to discuss this afternoon."

After Ni Yongyao finished speaking, he didn't give the matter another thought.

Having three five-star assassins strike was the greatest show of importance; there would be no accidents.

The Fox nodded slightly, took out a photo of Wei Zeju, and trusted in the abilities of the two assassins.

……

Inside the Wei villa.

In the morning, Zhang Ziqiang was sleepy, his eyes red and swollen; he hadn't slept very soundly.

He had a bomb strapped to him that could be detonated at any time, and he couldn't leave it behind. Besides, these rich people had too many tricks, and he was afraid Wei Jiacheng would go back on his word.

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But inside the Wei villa, other than the atmosphere being a bit strange, there wasn't much reaction.

Even Wei Jiacheng's younger son and daughter-in-law were still eating breakfast.

To deceive the enemy, one must first deceive one's own people; they couldn't let Zhang Ziqiang notice anything unusual.

Wei Jiacheng's calm and composed attitude alone was worthy of the title of the richest man. Otherwise, how could an ordinary person be so unruffled knowing a time bomb could explode in their home at any moment?

At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang stretched, feeling a bit hungry. He looked at the Wei family, squinted, and helped himself to a bowl of soup.

Wei Zeju's eyes were filled with anger, but he said nothing, daring not to speak.

Wang Liqiao was worried and had little appetite.

Zhang Ziqiang acted as if he were in his own home, ignoring their expressions:

"Sorry, I'm interrupting your breakfast, but I'm a bit hungry."

After finishing the porridge, he looked at Wei Jiacheng and smiled:

"Mr. Wei is worthy of being Hong Kong's richest man. I've met many people who claim they aren't afraid of death, but under the threat of bombs and guns, they all caved."

"Yet Mr. Wei remains so calm, not worried about your son's safety at all."

Zhang Ziqiang squinted, staring at Wei Jiacheng, trying to see if there was anything unusual about him.

Wei Jiacheng unhurriedly picked up some vegetables and small fish with his chopsticks, put them in his mouth, and chewed carefully.

"Mr. Zhang, you are a man of the underworld. Since you are seeking money, you wouldn't really die with me and kill my son in the end."

"Besides, I cherish my old life. I am a businessman and have always valued integrity. The money I promised will not be a cent short."

"In three days, dozens of banks will withdraw the old banknotes and hand them over to you."

Zhang Ziqiang laughed heartily upon hearing this:

"Mr. Wei speaks straightforwardly. Don't worry, after this matter is settled, I am also a man who values integrity. I guarantee I won't touch a hair on anyone in the Wei family again."

In fact, whether it was due to keeping his word or principles, Zhang Ziqiang never kidnapped anyone from the Wei family again.

Zhang Ziqiang asked: "When will the money arrive?"

His words carried a hint of heat. One billion! That amount of money could probably be piled into a small hill.

Wei Jiacheng was unhurried:

"I have already arranged for the butler to withdraw the money. Besides, your request is very strange—all non-sequential old banknotes."

"But we can gather three hundred million in funds by tonight and send it to the designated location."

"As long as you don't hurt my son, I am willing to pay this one billion."