novelaction Chapter 1200 We Can't Afford to Get Away with This Muddy Water
Chapter 1200 We Can't Afford to Get Away with This Muddy Water
As soon as Ma Shih-hao returned to his villa, the housekeeper spoke to him.
"Second Master, the Master is waiting for you in the study."
Ma Shih-hao was happy.
"My older brother is back."
The butler said in a low voice.
"He just got back half an hour ago. He doesn't look well and has been staying in the study the whole time."
Ma Shih-hao fears nothing but his older brother. Whenever he hears that his brother's expression is not good, his heart leaps into his throat.
Upon entering the study, I saw Ma Shaolin sitting in the boss's chair, his back to the door, smoking a cigar.
Ma Shih-hao quickly smiled.
"Brother, why didn't you let me know you were coming back? I could have gone to buy you Wangji's roast goose."
Ma Shaolin and Ma Shihao are not biological brothers; they are just from the same village. However, their parents died early, and they grew up together, relying on each other for survival. Ma Shaolin loved his younger brother the most in his life.
Ma Shaolin sighed, turned his chair around, and looked at Ma Shih-hao, who felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze.
"You went to see Boss Lei?"
Ma Shih-hao grinned and laughed heartily.
"Brother, we're about to strike it rich!"
Ma Shaolin's tone was heavy as he stared intently at Ma Shihao.
"Is it about those five tons of gold in the hands of the Japanese devils?"
Ma Shih-hao asked in surprise.
"Brother, how did you know? Weren't you in Singapore on business? How could this be?"
Ma Shaolin said slowly.
“I returned this morning and was present at the banquet hosted by the Governor of Hong Kong at the Peninsula Hotel tonight. I know everything that happened from beginning to end.”
"What? Brother, you're at the Peninsula Hotel tonight? That's too dangerous. I heard there were explosives, they threw several, and some kind of virus too? Are you alright?"
Ma Shaolin finally smiled. He hadn't spoiled his younger brother for nothing; all he cared about was his safety.
He stood up. Ma Shaolin didn't look like much when he was sitting in the chair, but when he stood up, he looked like a mountain of flesh.
He took two boxes of cigars and tossed them to Ma Shih-hao.
"These are genuine cigars I found in Havana. I bought two cases. You can smoke them first, and I'll buy more when you're done."
Ma Shih-hao took the cigar, laughed heartily, and came over to put his arm around Ma Shao-lin's neck. The two brothers looked at each other and smiled.
The butler outside breathed a sigh of relief and quickly brought in the prepared food and wine, placing them on the table.
"Second Master, the Master hasn't eaten or drunk anything since noon. I bought some roast goose from Wangji. Please have a bite with him."
Upon hearing this, Ma Shih-hao became anxious and quickly pulled Ma Shao-lin to sit down.
"How can you not eat? What if you get thin from starving?"
These words made Ma Shaolin laugh in anger, and he gently patted his younger brother's head.
"I weigh over 300 pounds, how much weight can I lose by skipping one or two meals?"
The two brothers chatted as they ate. Ma Shih-hao recounted everything that had happened at Lei Luo's house that day. Ma Shao-lin was also really hungry and ate two roast geese before putting down his chopsticks.
Ma Shih-hao said in surprise.
"What's wrong, brother? Why are you having such a poor appetite? You've only eaten so little."
Ma Shaolin poured himself a glass of wine, sipped it slowly, and shook his head.
"Tonight is extremely dangerous. In my entire life, apart from the time with Gold Tooth C, I have never been in more danger than this."
Ma Shih-hao gasped. Jin Ya-bing was their godfather Wang Lao-ji's sworn brother. After Wang Lao-ji died, Jin Ya-bing tried to seize the lottery stall and even wanted to throw the Ma brothers into the sea. The Ma brothers were outnumbered and outmatched, and fought bravely to kill Jin Ya-bing. That was truly the biggest hurdle in the brothers' lives.
When Ma Shih-hao heard his elder brother say that the danger tonight was similar to that of Jin Ya-bing, he couldn't help but feel his heart leap into his throat.
Ma Shaolin recounted the events of the evening to his younger brother in detail, and then said...
"Ah Hao, this gold deal involves too many things. We brothers are too small to afford to get involved. I've already asked my friends in Japan, and a passenger plane bound for Hong Kong tomorrow morning has been chartered."
My friend said that the person who chartered the plane was Ishikawa Akino, the second-generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and that it's rumored that chartering a plane allows the carrying of weapons.
Ma Shih-hao's mouth was open for a long time before he grinned and said something.
"One passenger plane with 150 people, damn it, is this a special forces team?"
Ma Shaolin tossed the goose bones onto the table, wiped his hands with a towel, took a cup of tea from the butler, rinsed his mouth, and then spoke.
"Let's bring our people back. We can't afford to get involved in this mess."
Ma Shih-hao hurriedly tried to make a call, but he couldn't get through no matter what he did. He was so angry that he jumped up and down cursing. Just as he was about to go out and personally inform his men, Ma Shao-lin frowned and stopped him.
Ma Shih-hao turned to look at his elder brother in confusion. Ma Shao-lin shook his head, a bad feeling creeping over him. He feared that his brothers were likely in grave danger.
……
As it turned out, Ma Shaolin's guess was correct. Outside the dock warehouse, Limpy Ho sent more than two hundred of his men, led by a man named Leopard Strong, who was Limpy Ho's top lieutenant, Double Flower Red Stick.
Hong Kong has very strict gun control. For the sake of social stability and harmony, the Hong Kong government has an unwritten rule: if gang fights involve only axes, machetes, or watermelon knives, the Security Bureau will not escalate the situation to the highest level of defense. However, if firearms are used, the two gangs involved will be in serious trouble; at the very least, several of their leaders will be sent to Stanley Prison.
Over time, the gang got used to fighting with melee weapons, which was good because it reduced casualties.
Leopard Qiang and his men were all armed with axes, except for a dozen or so short men who carried Type 56 triangular bayonets made in China.
This type of bayonet is difficult to stitch up no matter where it pierces the body, and most of the injured people die from excessive bleeding.
Holding such a triangular bayonet requires close combat, so those who wield this weapon are extremely fierce. These dozen or so men are the newly recruited South Vietnamese by Limpy Ha.
Han Chen also brought more than twenty men. This short, stout man was very clever. Sending too many men would result in heavy casualties, which would be a loss. If he didn't send any men, he wouldn't get a share of the spoils. So, he just ran away when he couldn't win, so he didn't lose anything no matter how you looked at it.
However, Han Chen did not get out of the car. He told his bodyguards not to turn off the engine. If they won, they should rush over and beat the dog when it was down. If they lost, they should turn the car around and run away.
But the most eye-catching were the men led by Hung Hing's Lam Yat-ming. More than forty of them were his apprentices, each one incredibly fierce-looking, shirtless and showing off their muscles. They all had iron chains wrapped around their left arms, with the chain ends held in their hands, so that they could be used as both shields and chain guns.
Holding a machete in their right hand, these forty-odd burly men stood silently behind Lin Yiming, their imposing presence truly intimidating…