Chapter 188 Kidnapping Case: The Frustrated Kidnapper
Chapter 188 Kidnapping Case: The Frustrated Kidnapper
"Is that so? What does Young Master Qian plan to do?" Li Bohan lit a cigarette and asked in a muffled voice.
Huang Mingqian gritted his teeth and said, "Let Hu Bochao disappear. As the only candidate, I will naturally win."
"Make Mr. Hu disappear." Li Bohan flicked the ash off his cigarette. He had expected this, but getting rid of a former municipal official did require some courage.
Huang Mingqian drank another glass of wine, and as he became drunk, he spoke without restraint.
"Bohan, take care of him for me. I will be elected as the district councilor and I will take care of your business."
"If Xinji opens another incense hall, I will definitely support you to take the top position!"
Li Bohan waved to the bartender to pour a glass of whiskey, took a puff of cigarette, and said slowly: "Thank you, Master Qian, for your high regard. Leave it to me!"
"It is guaranteed that Qian Shao will be selected."
Huang Mingqian drunkenly raised his glass and said with great joy: "Thank you!"
"Congratulations in advance to Mr. Qian on being elected as the Kwun Tong District Councillor." Li Bohan, wearing a silver signet ring on his right index finger, raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with Huang Mingqian.
Huang Mingqian put on his suit jacket, straightened his tie, and left the bar accompanied by the driver. He spat on the ground and said, "Fuck his mother, he is looking for someone to do dirty work. Do you think I can't call anyone?"
There have been many cases in Hong Kong Island throughout history where people have fought to the death for a district councillor position.
The more grassroots the election, the more violence is involved.
The top management is afraid of hurting themselves and affecting their reputation, while the lower level people just like to have fun and have excitement!
Boxer A Feng, with a white bandage wrapped around his right hand, took two steps forward and warned, "Brother Bohan, Shen Xian Tang is Lao Zhong's double-flowered red stick, he is not easy to mess with."
"I know. If he was easy to provoke, would he need to call us?" Li Bohan looked thoughtful with a smile on his face. He was different from a mere fighter. As the operator of the Lantian Arena.
He has been learning business from Guizaitian and understands that one needs to use brains to accomplish big things.
Ah Feng tilted his head, touched the cup on the table, took a sip, and smiled: "So what are you going to do?"
"Pick out a few brothers and take Hu Bochao's family to Haojiang tomorrow to force him to withdraw from the election!" Li Bohan pondered, "As long as the matter is done covertly enough, Shenxiantang will know it was us and won't be able to do anything to us."
Ah Feng's eyes lit up: "Boss, you really have a way."
"Remember what Brother Tian said. For everything, use your brain and there will always be a solution." Li Bohan pointed at his head.
Xin Ji is a big name, and Lao Zhong would never dare to attack them unless they were caught. The double-flowered red sticks of Zhong Yi Tang are so arrogant, how can the double-flowered red sticks of Xin Ji lose?
As the best among the Ten Elites, Gui Zai Tian is the sworn brother of Tuen Mun Tyrant "Axe Jun" and the sworn brother of Wan Chai Tiger Chan Yiu Hing. All three sworn brothers are Double Flower Red Sticks!
They are the forces that can influence the overall situation in Xinji, and they are even more powerful and influential in the martial arts world.
You know, the Five Tigers and Ten Heroes are names in the underworld. One of them is based on their power and status, and the other is based on their popularity. For example, Chen Yaoxing has been very popular in recent years and has acted arrogantly, so he has taken the position of the Tiger of Wan Chai.
Axe Chun dominates Tuen Mun, but due to the remoteness of Tuen Mun, he has not even been ranked among the Five Tigers. He will have to wait until next year when he is transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui East to be a stylist, and then he will be known as the Tiger of the Tigers in Tsim Sha Tsui East and the First of the Five Tigers.
Since Guizai Tianneng could become sworn brothers with the two of them, his power must not be weak. He is currently the chairman of the World Muay Thai Association. He is a social elite on the surface, but a drug dealer in reality.
Li Bohan has Guizai as his backer, so he is not scared of Lao Zhong at all.
However, it was somewhat difficult for him, a four-nine-year-old with two flowers, to do it, but he still had the courage to steal chickens. If you want to get ahead, you have to be willing to take risks when opportunities are in front of you.
There are many Xinji gangs and many big bosses. Those who have no strong power or big backers and run a small business all make straw sandals to gain a reputation.
Li Bohan was unwilling to give in. He wanted to beat him to death, even if it meant beating his brains out!
Dan Tart Boy and the big boss had been canvassing for votes all day and were so tired that their legs were weak.
In the evening, after having dinner with Hu Bochao at a restaurant on Garden Street, he arranged for two ladies to take him to the Crown Hotel, and the work for the day was completed.
Sitting in the boss's Rolls-Royce, Dan Tart prepared to go back to the Kowloon venue to guard the stage.
Although many of Malan's regular customers are handed over to younger brothers to manage, there are accounts to be checked and business to be followed up. If a clerk is a hands-off manager, it is easy for younger brothers to cheat him out of money. "I really admire Councillor Hu. He is in his forties and still full of energy." Dan Tart leaned against the sofa with a bottle of soda in his hand.
Yin Zhaotang lay in the back seat with his eyes closed, taking a short nap during the journey.
Dan Tart was holding a straw in his mouth. He glanced at an acquaintance outside the window and shouted in surprise: "Boss, your left hand is picking up girls!"
"Oh?" Yin Zhaotang opened his eyes and saw Zuoshou, dressed in a neat suit and holding two branded paper bags, serving as an attendant to a beautiful young girl on the side of the road.
"Hey, boss, I think that pretty girl might be a policeman. Let's go back and ask some brothers to check it out." Dan Tart had a sly grin on his face and didn't look like he was doing any serious work.
Yin Zhaotang nudged him with his elbow and said, "Don't mind your own business. Let your left hand have fun."
Niu Qiang drove the car and said: "Brother Dant, if there is such a beautiful policewoman in the police force, she would have played with her by herself a long time ago. Why would they give her to a bad boy like you to ride on?"
Egg Tart thought about it and it really made sense. He said indignantly: "If you can't even use the honey trap, then you have read all the books in vain."
Hu Bochao had a happy night at the Crown Hotel.
The next day, at noon, when I woke up, not only did my legs feel weak, but my hands were also sore. After hugging her left and right all night, I could still smell the fragrance when I put my palms in front of my nose.
When the guard saw him coming out, he immediately greeted him, "Mr. Hu, are you awake? Were you satisfied with the service last night?"
"That's great. Thank you very much. It's a thoughtful arrangement by Mr. Yin." The suit that Hu Bochao wore last night had been dry-cleaned and ironed. He looked neat and upright, without any of the frivolous air of having spent the night out.
The henchman used a lighter to light Mr. Hu's cigarette, nodded and bowed, and said, "As long as Mr. Hu is happy, I'll pay the bill. Bring your friends next time."
"sure!"
While smoking a cigarette, Hu Bochao thought of partitioning off a few rooms in the hotel to make private clubs, which would be perfect for running his clique in the District Council.
Guo Zhengmin had spent the night in leisure and drove his boss back to his home on Castle Peak Road in Sham Shui Po. It was a three-story old-fashioned tenement building with a small courtyard in front of it and the iron gate had rusted.
The size of the Tang building shows that the Hu family's ancestors were wealthy. The walls and courtyards were covered with ivy, which had eaten away at the wall skin and cracked layer by layer, revealing the stone bricks inside.
When Hu Bochao returned home, he found his wife and children were not at home. He called out to them twice, but they ignored him and happily began to water the flowers. His eldest son was already in middle school, and his youngest was just six years old.
My wife either takes them to training classes or goes to the beauty salon alone.
Until a day and a night passed.
Ah Feng couldn't help himself in the rental house, and called the boss to curse: "Brother Bohan, fuck him, the guy named Hu hasn't called me yet!"
"Did you leave your phone number?" Li Bohan asked with a frown.
Ah Feng said angrily: "I put the note on the refrigerator! Is he blind?"
Li Bohan fell silent and said, "Maybe he hasn't even opened the refrigerator. Let's call him and inform him that voting will start tomorrow morning and it must be done by evening!"
"Got it." Ah Feng hung up the phone, glanced at the three ginsengs in the dog cage, picked up the IC phone card, and went downstairs to the public telephone booth to make a call.
I called Hu Bochao's home more than a dozen times, but no one answered.
Ah Feng was so angry that he punched the phone booth, went back to the room, found the phone number of Hu Bochao's office, called twice and finally someone answered.
"Fuck you, Mr. Hu, I have kidnapped your wife and children!"
After cursing, Ah Feng felt much better. This was not the first time he had done kidnapping, but this was the first time he had been such a frustrated kidnapper.
(End of this chapter)