late at night.
Saigon warehouse.
A clothing factory.
At this time, at one o'clock in the morning, forty landowner bodyguards, wearing black suits, with guns on their waists and ear-mounted communicators, were scattered around the factory.
Surveillance cameras are erected on gates, gardens, walls, and pathways, observing every sign of trouble.
"A Gan", the bodyguard captain in charge of warehouse security, came to the designated location according to the patrol plan, patted his brother on the shoulder, and reminded: "Mingzi, something happened outside recently, everyone, please be careful."
"I got it, brother." Mingzai nodded, signaling to the captain to reassure him.
These bodyguards were all raised by Huang Shitong after he first became rich, according to the standard of one team of bodyguards for each big boss of the landlord association, and a team of ten bodyguards. In fact, there were a total of fifty people.
The cost of raising children is allocated from the internal fund of the landlord association.
However, since the five teams of bodyguards are usually scattered around the five big bosses, everyone still has a close relationship. Among them, A Gan and Ming Zai usually follow Chen Zhan, so the relationship between the two will naturally be closer. .
However, no matter how close the relationship is, the bodyguards in the landlord association have been very alert in the past two days, for fear of making any mistakes.
Because everyone knows that the US$1.9 billion bailout money is being sealed in a safe and temporarily stored in the factory workshop. This capital determines the life and death of Hong Kong Island's finance and the future direction of the world economy. No one dares to relax at all!
Especially "A Gan", the bodyguard captain, serves as the bodyguard "A Tou" of the landlord association for the first time. He is meticulous in everything he does and must implement the protection plan to the end.
Usually, when there is a big event where the landowners' bodyguards are sent out collectively, the person who serves as the "head" is the top horse of the same uncle, "A Jin".
But now "Ah Jin" is guarding the hotel with the only remaining bodyguards to protect the safety of Uncle Tong and other big shots. Uncle Tong and the others, just in case, decided to stay in the hotel for the past few days.
"It's the hour again. It's time to call Brother Jin to report that he's safe."
"Agan" raised his watch and took a look. The time was exactly on the hour, so he took out his mobile phone and stood in the garden to make a call.
According to the plan, the Saigon Warehouse needs to proactively contact the Peninsula Hotel every hour.
But unexpectedly, after "Agan" took out his mobile phone, the signal on it was zero...
"What's going on? There was a signal before." Agan suddenly realized something was wrong. Just when he was about to ask a question, the lights around the clothing factory dimmed.
The two bodyguards sitting in the monitoring room suddenly realized something was wrong: "Brother, the power cord has been cut into sections! The backup motor has been started!"
"Someone came in outside, more than fifty people!"
"Retreat! Retreat to the workshop!" As soon as A Gan heard the number of people on the other side, he immediately and decisively gave the order to shrink into the earphone.
The other party made it clear that they came prepared. Not only did they have more people than them, but they also blocked the signal in advance. It is almost certain that the person who attacked the warehouse this time is definitely the person who robbed the 100 million US dollars outside.
Come on, don’t these people have too much appetite? Now the bodyguards are patrolling scattered at various points, and they can easily be scattered and shot. The best way is to retreat to the workshop. Use the terrain and safety doors of the workshop to resist and hold on until reinforcements from the Landlord Club arrive.
He believed that as long as "Brother Jin" didn't receive the latest news, he would definitely know that something happened in the warehouse and report the news to Uncle Tong. As long as they hold on for fifteen minutes or even half an hour, the Landowners Association will find ways to support them.
Although they already make up the majority of the Landowners Association's troops, as long as the news is passed to "Mr. Li", "Mr. Li" will definitely find a way.
Just as A Gan thought, "Mr. Li" was now running towards the warehouse.
However, the opponent's attack speed was faster than expected.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Groups of figures riding motorcycles flew directly over the wall and rushed into the factory.
"Puff, puff, puff." This locomotive had excellent shock absorption and landed firmly on the ground.
The gunmen wearing black leather jackets and helmets immediately abandoned their vehicles and landed. Throwing the locomotive to the ground, the locomotive still rolled on the ground.
They all raised their submachine guns from behind their waists and fired unscrupulously at the bodyguards in the factory.
"Puff puff..." The bodyguards who were caught off guard were shot one after another and fell down in their respective positions.
The garden that was full of brothers just now was now the only one left with the gunman in black leather.
A Gan saw with his own eyes that the little brother who had just been joking with him was beaten into a sieve in an instant. He could not restrain himself and shouted: "Ming Zai!"
"Go to hell! Go to hell all of you!" Agan raised his pistol and fired repeatedly with a red face. His marksmanship was not bad, and he hit two gunmen extremely hard.
The gunman who was shot groaned, and his helmet fell to the concrete floor. The other gunmen who were traveling with him noticed the movement and immediately turned their guns and fired in A Gan's direction.
Agan gritted his teeth and did not continue to fight with the gunmen. Instead, he moved along the flowers, firing back twice from time to time, and finally jumped into the factory workshop.
When he came to the workshop and looked at the people and horses in front of him, he felt that his eyes were filled with darkness: "Just two minutes after the war started, there are only thirteen of us left?"
A Gan raised his gun and leaned against the wall of the workshop. He shook his ears and suddenly heard movement on the ground.
He glanced sideways outside the window and saw a Mitsubishi heavy truck buzzing forward. It was like a steel hand raised up, and with a bang, it ran over the front door of the factory.
Then he rushed to the workshop non-stop, bang, bang, bang, knocking down the iron doors, wooden tables, and goods in front of him, and stopped in front of A Gan and others.
"Da da da..." Three gunmen stood on the roof of the car, raised their rifles and fired wildly at A Gan and others.
I saw A Gan and others who were still in shock. They had just raised their pistols, and there were already many bullet holes all over their bodies.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it took less than ten minutes.
In order to grab this batch of US dollars, it can be said that the Japanese side also spent all their money and did it by force.
…
Next, the gunmen did not clean up the scene, but followed Zhou Weisheng into the factory workshop and watched personally as Zhou Weisheng opened the warehouse where the funds were stored.
Zhou Weisheng was stared at by these gunmen, and he was afraid that after the incident was over, he would also be killed.
But now, he has no way out. I can only be brave enough to take out the key and open the iron lock of the safety door.
Fortunately, the iron lock of this safety door has not been replaced yet. Holding the key in his hand, Zhou Weisheng easily opened the door and saw huge safes.
"The money is all in the boxes." Zhou Weisheng breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw the money boxes.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." The person in charge of the Japanese operation stepped to the cash box with a smile on his face.
As long as he gets this cash box, his mission for this trip will be completed. You can first ask your subordinates to transport the cash box back to Tokyo, and then the big boss in Tokyo can find someone to open the cash box.
At that time, these US dollars will be turned into assets for the Tokyo financial community to resist Wall Street. Let the landowners of Hong Kong Island bear the wrath of those Russian arms dealers.
So "Junichiro Koizumi" waved his hand, and the gunmen beside him immediately hung up their firearms. Three or five people worked together to lift the cash box and move it onto the cargo box of the heavy truck.
It can be seen that they plan to use heavy trucks to transport the US dollars to the pier first, and then pick them up by ships at the pier, and send them from Hong Kong Island to Tokyo that night.
Soon, the gunmen loaded all the cash boxes into the truck, fastened the iron bolts and locked the door tightly.
Zhou Weisheng felt relieved when he saw that the gunmen had no intention of killing anyone, and cautiously asked: "Xiaoquan-kun, should I go to the dock with them?"
"No, you stay in Hong Kong Island with me!" Junichiro Koizumi chuckled and glanced at Zhou Weisheng with disdain.
"What! You promised me to arrange for me to go to Tokyo for surgery as soon as I get the money!" Zhou Weisheng screamed, realizing that he had been deceived.
But Junichiro Koizumi did not care about his feelings at all. He held the katana at his waist tightly and glared at Zhou Weisheng: "That was the answer of the Minister of Finance, not my idea!"
"Now I invite you to stay on Hong Kong Island for one more day and do me a favor. Aren't you willing?"
Zhou Weisheng felt the cold gaze of the other party, and his heart trembled: "What do you want to do!"
"I'm looking for a police officer named Li Shaoze..." Junichiro Koizumi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhou Weisheng with interest.
As the eldest brother who inherited the Itto style, he had long known that it was Li Shaoze who confiscated the "Jiangong Kiri" and broke the sword given by the Emperor in half.
This incident had a serious impact on the Itto-ryu Martial Arts School. He had to sacrifice Li Shaoze's life to wash away the shame of the "Ittou-ryu Martial Arts School" losing the sword given by the Emperor.
Thinking of this, he felt that his fellow junior "Jiro Kojima" was simply a waste! There is no need to avenge him! Reviving the reputation of Itto-ryu is the most important thing!
Otherwise, this simple mission would not be enough for him to leave the martial arts school and take the initiative to apply to serve as a "secret military attache" to Hong Kong.
Zhou Weisheng suddenly heard someone calling his big boss's name, and immediately said in shock: "You're crazy! Don't you know who Li Sheng is?"
"What, you don't know where your boss lives? Does that mean you don't want to go to Tokyo for HIV treatment?" Junichiro Koizumi smiled and silenced Zhou Weisheng with just one sentence.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Weisheng sighed: "Okay, okay, okay! I'll take you to Mr. Li!"
Now he is like a puppet who can be manipulated by others, with no confidence to refute.
It's a pity that Zhou Weisheng doesn't know at all. How can there be any operation in Tokyo to treat HIV? At that time, giving him a passport and some special medicine would be the greatest kindness.
The original intention of Japan's plan is simple.
I just received the assistance report from Hong Kong Island and habitually mobilized intelligence to investigate.
Unexpectedly, after an investigation, they discovered the money laundering of "Taifu Bank" and the news that two billion US dollars were shipped into Hong Kong Island. Knowing in advance that the landlord would be short of money, they immediately guessed the truth.
Immediately afterwards, they checked the medical records of Zhou Weisheng's trip to Tokyo and found that Zhou Weisheng was infected with HVI. So several staff members met and quickly formulated this plan. In the end, diplomats were sent to fool Zhou Weisheng. Zhou Weisheng, who was in a hurry and sought medical treatment, suddenly agreed to become a young man.
