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On the third day, Shunhe Freight suddenly announced the suspension of acquisition negotiations, explaining that "the internal structure needs to be reorganized".
That same night, the port manager of Kowloon Harbour got drunk at a bar in Central and was "escorted" into a black car by several unidentified people. Two hours later, he was dumped at the door of his apartment in Kowloon. He was not injured, but he was trembling with fear and said that someone kept repeating in his ear.
"You've stepped on Tung Sing's territory!"
Xu Lang didn't show up or give any orders to take action, but the whole of Hong Kong knew—the Tung Sing gang was still around. No matter who was behind them, anyone who touched their business would end up the same way.
A few days later, Kowloon Harbour suddenly announced that it was preparing to withdraw from the port agency business and instead focus on the transshipment of goods from mainland China.
Meanwhile, their offices on Hong Kong Island also closed one after another, and they moved to the outlying islands to handle the follow-up matters.
Xu Lang sat in his office, looking at the latest report handed to him by Hong Wentong, and lit a cigarette.
"This group still has a backup plan!"
"But there's no rush. They're not withdrawing their business, they're withdrawing their identity!"
"Those who are meant to show their faces will do so soon!"
"We won't chase, but we'll keep a close eye on things!"
"If they try to take this bite, I'll show them that biting the wrong person comes at a high price!"
Inside an office building in the southwest of Hong Kong Island, a judge is reviewing a classified document transmitted from the intelligence relay team.
This information was sent by He Xigui. After several days of covert investigation, they finally got a rough idea of the source of the force behind Kowloon Club.
The judge sat at his desk, his brow furrowed.
Many of these names were ones he had heard of during his business dealings in Southeast Asia.
A criminal gang from southern Thailand specializes in laundering goods, transferring money, and engaging in usury along the border. They are the kind of scourge that profits from human suffering by reselling goods.
They don't often appear in the public eye; they do the work behind the scenes, using a company like a gun—once it's used, it's discarded, and then repackaged and put back into operation.
This time, they didn't target the gray area, but rather the very lifeline of business in Hong Kong Island—not just any small business (Li and Zhao's), but the core of Tung Sing's logistics system.
In the past, anyone who dared to do this would have been wiped out long ago, but this group didn't even plant a flag in the first place. Even the Tojoyama branch was cleaner and more efficient than them.
Lei Yaoyang and Hengmei came in at this moment. Lei Yaoyang was carrying a bag of surveillance photos and threw them onto the table one by one.
"...Brother Lang asked us to keep an eye on 'Tongrui Logistics,' but the night before last, someone secretly moved things out—all accounting books and documents. Looks like they've run away!"
Chapter 556 The Yamaguchi-gumi Closes the Net
"The person is gone, but those documents they left behind are quite interesting!"
The judge opened it and his brow furrowed.
"This is... information about who they work for?"
Lei Yaoyang nodded.
“We followed him for two days. The person who delivered the documents went to the place where the person in charge of Kowloon Harbour used to live. He didn’t go in, but he threw the documents to a woman!”
"The woman looked unfamiliar; we couldn't find out her identity, but her walking habits and accent suggested she was from the southeast!"
"The fact that someone else is taking over suggests they're likely preparing for a second phase of development!"
The judge sneered and slammed 570 documents onto the table.
"This group of people isn't here to steal our business; they're here for Dongxing's supply chain!"
"They have no intention of settling down on Hong Kong Island. They just want to destroy our exits, rob us, and run away!"
He didn't say anything, but lit a cigarette and took a couple of puffs by the door.
When does Brother Lang plan to make his move?
The judge glanced at him and lowered his voice.
"It's not something that happens easily; it's about catching that big fish they're trying to get away with!"
"If these people don't take the bait, it's pointless for us to mobilize more people!"
"But if they dare to swallow that line, we'll cut it off in one swift motion!"
"Brother Lang has his eye on the new permits for 'Hengxing Wharf,' that's their real target!"
Lei Yaoyang's eyes flashed.
"Is it that batch of garments shipped across borders?"
"Once that shipment moves, three mainland contract manufacturers and two companies with European and American orders will all have to rely on it to clear customs!"
"Swallowing it is like swallowing an entire air route!"
The judge nodded, his voice crisp and clear.
"So Brother Lang said that this cut should be made when their mouths are wide open!"
"Not now!"
Meanwhile, Xu Lang was meeting with Hong Wentong at the old Dongxing Clubhouse on the other side. This clubhouse was left over from the early years and is generally not open to the public. Only the most core members of Dongxing meet here.
The room was small, with a wooden structure and old tables and chairs, but it was quiet and secluded, a place to discuss serious matters.
Hong Wentong brought news from another side: the people of the Dongtiaoshan branch had made a move again.
Cai Dafa had just admitted defeat when he secretly met with Tojo Yamashita, which was not surprising. But the key point was that what they were talking about had changed.
Previously it was the outer territory, now it's the flow of funds—they've started targeting Tung Sing's financial chain, especially the film company and jewelry store, where funds flow frequently, making it easy to launder money and also easy to cut off.
Xu Lang held a pen in his hand, but didn't move it. After listening, he simply flicked his finger slightly.
"Don't move yet!"
"After I finish dealing with Kowloon Club, I'll have Lei Yaoyang knock on the door of the Tojoyama branch!"
Hong Wentong didn't say anything, just nodded, then stood up and walked out.
That evening, the white-clad assassin, Ah-Jack, appeared in a parking lot on Harbour Road in Central.
He was wearing a plain T-shirt and work pants, carrying an old leather briefcase, looking like a deliveryman passing by on his way home from get off work.
He stepped into a gray van, where a man with a gloomy face was already sitting. He was one of the managers in charge of on-the-ground operations among the people behind Kowloon Group, named Bai Wenquan.
Bai Wenquan has noticed that someone is watching him these past two days, but he hasn't been able to identify who it is yet.
He was sitting in his car, about to access some data, when Ah Ji, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke up:
"There's too much stuff, we can't fit it all!"
Bai Wenquan was taken aback. He turned around and was about to speak when Aji placed a hand on his neck and gently twisted it.
The sound of a bone dislocation is extremely faint.
Chapter 557 The Mastermind Revealed
As soon as the car door closed, Ah-Ji pulled down the sunshade, put the man's phone and laptop into his bag, got out of the car, and walked into the nearby night market, blending into the crowd.
The next morning, news of Bai Wenquan's disappearance spread within the company. Kowloon Group immediately suspended all temporary financial settlements and then held an emergency meeting to reorganize the division of labor, but the matter could no longer be contained.
The documents that Aji brought back were delivered directly to Xu Lang by the judge.
It was a complete fund transfer plan, starting from the first stepping stone company and going all the way to the third-level overseas account, bypassing five underground exchange points in between. The ultimate goal was to launder nearly 30 million yuan of gray funds through this batch of goods.
“This is the lion’s share!” the judge exclaimed.
Xu Lang remained expressionless, simply asking:
"Are the people at Hengxing Wharf ready?"
The judge nodded.
"Everything is ready, just waiting for the other party to place the order!"
Xu Lang nodded.
"Then let's wait for them to come and have a taste!"
"Then we'll make the cut!"
The dispatching process at "Hengxing Wharf" is not complicated.
This is an old wharf with outdated port facilities, but it is advantageous due to its secluded location and single access route.
Many years ago, this was one of the outer cargo yards of the Dongxing Gang. Later, as bulk cargo shifted to the new port, Hengxing gradually transformed into an inner port transshipment center, and it has not received much attention.
But this time, it suddenly became the "target" of Kowloon Harbour.
Three days ago, Kowloon Harbour submitted a cooperation application for "cargo transshipment + port warehousing" through a third-party logistics platform. On the surface, it was a reasonable business arrangement with complete documents and procedures, and the price was slightly higher than the market price, making it a very attractive offer.
More importantly, the goods they were transiting through were electronic components from Haojiang, requiring cross-port customs clearance, and had to go through Hengxing's channels to be successfully delivered.
Once this shipment arrives, it will bring with it tens of millions of dollars, subsequent logistics and transshipment rights, and formal penetration of control over the port.
At this time, Hengxing Wharf had been re-controlled by Dongxing.
Lei Yaoyang arranged for four assault teams to infiltrate the porters' group, while the other two teams remained on the perimeter, ready to be deployed at any time.
The judge personally oversaw the accounting and goods handover process, while Hong Wentong contacted the old bosses within Hengxing and replaced all the dispatchers with his own people, so that any abnormalities could be reported immediately.
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Everything was like a calm lake, but every rustle of wind was being monitored.
On the morning of the fourth day, the Kowloon Harbour convoy arrived.
Five trailers, three containers, and two commercial vehicles flanking them, without any markings, but all the paperwork was in order.
The driver in the front of the car was a new face, and his background was unknown.
The person in charge of the on-site handover was a middle-aged man in dark blue overalls. He looked like the general manager, but Lei Yaoyang recognized him at a glance. He was Bai Wenquan's second-in-command before his disappearance. His name was Lin Zhiming. He used to run smuggled goods in the south. He suddenly disappeared in the past few years and now it seems that he has hidden in the logistics team of Kowloon Club.
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The truck entered the storage area, and the unloading began.
The judge stayed in the monitoring room, watching the entire scene through hidden cameras.
He recorded the container numbers while simultaneously checking the records with the dispatch center, without encountering any problems.
But he knew that the problem was never on the surface.
Lin Zhiming entered Hengxing's internal office and met with the dock agent upstairs. The two talked for less than five minutes before signing the documents. Afterward, they hurriedly went downstairs to prepare for coordinating the next batch of transit procedures.
At that moment, he glanced at his phone, a smirk appearing on his lips, and then immediately made a phone call to the other end.