Chapter 13 - Broaden your horizons, Pork Lard! Five hundred million is not enough!

Chapter 13 Broaden your horizons, Pork Lard! Five hundred million is not enough!

Pretend to load goods at Nampo Incheon, then secretly swap them by ship to the mainland. The distance from Wei Hai to Incheon is only about 200 nautical miles, with a 10-hour journey by ship. If arranged well, it’s possible to depart in the morning and return with the goods by evening.

The ships departing from the mainland would turn off their radios and radar, relying only on gyroscopes and distance measuring instruments to navigate.

The challenge here lies in whether Huo Dong can sync with the timing of the mainland. After the drugs are unwrapped, their volume isn’t that large, so a few short-distance ships can handle the load. Afterward, the ships would be burned, erasing all evidence. Even if the Americans arrived, they wouldn’t be able to do anything.

Huo Dong was sweating nervously, never expecting that Lei Luo would have such guts. He wanted to refuse, but just then, Alo looked at him.

“At a critical moment, you must make crucial choices. Being too cautious won’t get things done.”

“Follow through with the plan, and inform them after we’re out at sea. No matter what, nothing will be brought back.”

“Just tell them I forced you to do it.”

Lei Luo leaned back on the couch, holding a cigar in one hand and resting the other on the armrest. The smoke obscured half of his face, making it hard for Huo Dong to see his expression clearly. However, the domineering and confident posture was undeniable, causing Huo Dong to momentarily lose focus.

The room fell into a brief silence as Huo Dong weighed the pros and cons. Alo, on the other hand, was thinking about the reactions back home. If the old man were still around, directly blaming it on North Bang wouldn’t work, as they’d never agree to it.

The elder’s mindset was too high-level for him to ever catch up with. Since that was the case, let the subordinates handle the dirty work, and avoid soiling his eyes. However, blaming it on North Bang wasn’t entirely Alo’s fault, since they had done similar things before.

After a few minutes, Huo Dong took a deep puff from his cigar.

“Let’s do it!”

“I’ll go arrange things now.”

Huo Dong stood up, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Lei Luo. In the past, he hadn’t dealt much with Lei Luo, only hearing people talk about his greed and how he’d been treated like a dog.

He didn’t know that was the version of Alo before his memories awakened, and he had assumed it was just people smearing his name. After all, in today’s Hong Kong Island environment, how could one be a good person?

Impossible.

If Lei Luo had chosen to be a good person, he might have been dead a long time ago. Huo Dong left to make arrangements, and he still had to fly to Japan Island, so time was tight.

After he left, Pork Lard brought a young man into the private room. The young man had dark skin, calloused hands, and seemed a little shy when he saw Alo.

Pork Lard poured him a drink to boost his courage and then pulled out two brown paper envelopes. One contained a thick stack of cash, and the other, a gun.

“Where are you from before you came to Hong Kong Island?”

Alo raised his glass to the young man, who quickly returned the gesture.

“I’m from San Mountain.”

“Why did you come to Hong Kong Island?”

“There are too many people in my family, no food to eat, and one of my sisters died of starvation. I don’t want the others to starve to death.”

Hearing the young man’s words, Alo lightly tapped his fingers on the table. Before his rebirth, he had already been in the 21st century.

By that time, Summer Nation was at the top of the world, looking down on all others. The hardships of history could only be seen in books, and he didn’t experience them deeply.

Many like this young man had smuggled to Hong Kong Island, but many more had died along the way. Even after making it to Hong Kong Island, many quietly died here because there weren’t any proper jobs for them, and most had to join gangs.

They worked during the day and fought at night. It was an everyday routine. If they won, the boss would be in a good mood, and they’d get some food and a few coins. If they lost, they might just end up as a body by the dirty gutter.

“Here’s 100,000. The gun has six bullets.”

“Go to the walled city, find an opportunity, and shoot Li Tai or Uncle Jiu.”

“If you can escape, I’ll send you to Macau, and from there, send you back home.”

With 100,000, if he made it back home alive, the young man would be set for life.

He wouldn’t have to worry about his younger siblings starving to death anymore. Even if he died, Alo would make sure to send the money back to his family.

Alo signaled Pork Lard to take the young man aside to discuss the plan in detail. There, they would look at a rough map of the walled city, decide where to act, and plan the escape route.

Such instructions would give the young man more confidence and make him more determined. By the time everything was confirmed, it was already around four or five in the afternoon.

The young man hurriedly left and returned to the Yian Society’s headquarters to follow orders. He had been with Yian Society for a year, and because of his exceptional skills, he was highly valued by Xiang Yan.

Xiang Yan intended to groom him as the new red stick of Yian Society, so he decided to bring him to the walled city for some exposure. Pork Lard had no idea that Alo had already bribed the young man.

Even if Huo Dong hadn’t come today, the young man would still find an opportunity to report back. Holding his glass, Alo walked over to the window and looked out at the city, which was half in light, half in darkness.

The bright areas were Kowloon’s bustling districts, the intoxicating haven of wealth. The dark areas were the bottom levels of Hong Kong Island, the world of triads. Pork Lard returned to the room, bringing with him some fast food, and sat down to eat.

“Lo, are you going to make a move on Uncle Jiu? The walled city will be in chaos.”

“If this leads to a Kowloon riot, we might not be able to explain it to the higher-ups, right?”

Pork Lard asked between bites, his mouth full. Alo laughed and walked over to slap his subordinate’s shoulder.

“Broaden your horizons, Pork Lard.”

“I told you back then, if you’re going to be greedy, aim for five hundred million!”

“Now, I’m telling you again, if you’re going to create chaos, make it complete chaos!”

“After chaos, there will be order!”

“A group of people with only three-inch views think they can outsmart me? They won’t even know how they die!”

Pork Lard didn’t fully understand Alo’s words, but he didn’t argue. He just nodded vigorously. Because he knew, as long as Lo said it, he would follow through. Alo laughed loudly and sat down to eat his fast food.

Meanwhile, in Kowloon Walled City, it had just turned night, but everyone was already indoors. In a space of less than 0.1 square kilometers, over 50,000 people lived, with less than 1 square meter per person.

Those trying to make a living here were mostly under Uncle Jiu’s management. Tonight, Uncle Jiu’s people were going door-to-door, notifying everyone to stay indoors and lock their doors. Soon, Li Tai’s and Yian Society’s cars arrived at the Walled City’s outskirts.

But the two groups entered from the south and north, separated from each other. Xiang Yan looked at the filthy, sewage-filled ground of the walled city and felt a strange sense of unease.

“Boss Xiang, Uncle Jiu is waiting for you.”

A member of the Walled City urged him. Xiang Yan nodded and stepped forward.