Chapter 431: Bombardment
Although Nguyen Van Dung has done something tremendous, he also knows that we should stay out of the spotlight.

After sending people to attack the call girl coming out of Lan Kwai Fong and throwing her into a corner, this guy immediately hid himself.

Several of his nightclubs, including the dance hall and Hanoi Star nightclub, are still operating as usual and are managed by external managers.

Nguyen Van Dung himself disappeared from Hong Kong with a dozen trusted bodyguards and henchmen.

On the night when Lin Jing of Sun Yee On greeted all the community groups, Hanoi Star in Mong Kok was surrounded by several groups of people.

People outside couldn't get in and people inside couldn't get out. What's even more bizarre is that the manager of this nightclub made more than a dozen calls to the police, but after being besieged for an hour, not a single policeman came.

Those who surrounded the nightclub were none other than the more than 14 gangsters sent by the Sun Yee On and K, in addition there were dozens of people from other gangs helping out.

Nine o'clock in the evening, inside the Hanoi Star nightclub.

Xiang Huabo and Guangtou Bing were sitting on the sofa in the middle of the lobby on the first floor, each holding a cigar, puffing away at the manager standing in front of them and several rows of Vietnamese ladies.

The more than 50 thugs who were originally responsible for the security of the nightclub were either knocked to the ground and unable to move, or had their hands tied behind their backs and were forced to squat in the corner of the door. No one escaped.

Other people in the nightclub, such as customers, were asked to go to the second floor and be kept under custody, and were not allowed to leave the nightclub until the two bosses had finished asking questions.

As for the dozens of waiters, they were all taken to the kitchen in the back and kept under guard. None of them was so foolish as to want to stand up for the boss, Ruan Wenyong.

As the seventh son of Xiang Qian, the founder of the Sun Yee On, and the seventh brother of the current leader Xiang Huayan, Xiang Huabo would not personally participate in the fighting.

After all, the Xiang family's consistent practice is that family members do not need to charge into battle, both because they are worried about casualties and because they are afraid of being hunted down by enemies in the future.

However, this time is different. The Xiang family must do their best to work for Hong Kong's richest man, Fang Hexuan, even if it is dangerous.

Therefore, Heung Wah-yan sent out Heung Wah-po, a member of the Heung family and one of the four tigers of the second generation of the Sun Yee On.

Although Bald Bing was promoted by Wu Xiuyong to be the leader of Temple Street, his status and reputation were still not as good as those of Xiang Huabo, one of the Four Tigers of the Sun Yee On.

Therefore, this interrogation was mainly directed at Lao Qi, while he was standing next to him with a pair of ears.

Xiang Huabo took a deep puff of his cigar, then took a sip of the XO on the coffee table, then nodded to the people around him. One of his men picked up a suitcase from the side, put it on the coffee table and opened it.

"Don't bow your heads, lift them up and take a look."

The translator next to them said a few words, and then the young Vietnamese girls who had been standing in five rows with their heads down, all raised their heads obediently. Although they were still timid, they were more afraid of the group of vicious people who suddenly surrounded the nightclub.

"This box contains 100 million Hong Kong dollars. Whoever can tell where your boss Ruan Wenyong is hiding will get the money. Moreover, we can guarantee her safety."

The translator continued to talk incoherently, and the eighty-plus Vietnamese girls all turned their eyes to the opened suitcase on the coffee table in front of them.

One million Hong Kong dollars may not seem like a lot, but it is something that these girls who were sold from Vietnam to Hong Kong can never dream of in their lifetime.

Although Hanoi Star is doing good business and the customers who come in to consume are not stingy, 80% of the tips and rewards these girls receive every day are taken away by Nguyen Van Dung.

Even for the remaining 20%, the girls still had to pay Ruan Wenyong for food and accommodation, which was extremely harsh treatment.

Therefore, even if they work hard with their young bodies in Hanoi Star Nightclub for a year, their income may only be slightly better than that of ordinary Hong Kong workers.

Now, the young girls have the opportunity to get all the money they have earned in twenty or thirty years in one go. How can they not have any fluctuations or thoughts in their hearts?
However, although they wanted to take the 100 million, none of these girls dared to be the first to betray Ruan Wenyong. After Xiang Huabo finished speaking, he didn't get any response for a long time. He frowned and continued:
"I've given you a chance, but if none of you step up, I won't be polite either."

"The countdown starts now. If I don't get the results I want within fifteen minutes, one of you will be pulled out and have five fingers chopped off every three minutes."

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense, and the translator wiped the sweat off his face and quickly informed the Vietnamese girls.

Sure enough, what our ancestors said about "using both kindness and severity" was effective. Within two minutes, a girl raised her hand.

Xiang Huabo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded with satisfaction. Then his subordinates took the girl to another room on the first floor for questioning.

Five minutes later, Xiang Huayan knew the result he wanted.

It turned out that the girl had been raped by one of Ruan Wenyong's trusted bodyguards. After raping her, this man actually treated the girl as his woman.

The girl was forced to become a couple with the bodyguard, unknown to outsiders. Naturally, the bodyguard, in a drunken and relaxed state, revealed to the girl the place where his boss often took refuge.

Now, faced with the temptation of 100 million Hong Kong dollars and the threat of having her fingers cut off, the Vietnamese girl decisively betrayed Nguyen Van Dung's bodyguard.

At 1 a.m. the next day, at Aberdeen Typhoon Shelter Pier.

There are fishing boats going back and forth to Aberdeen every day, but late at night, most fishermen will anchor their boats in the shallow waters of the typhoon shelter to rest at night.

There were hundreds of fishing boats, big and small, the largest of which was four or five hundred tons, and the smallest was just a small sampan.

On one of the fishing boats, which weighed more than 300 tons, there were two or three kerosene lamps lit sporadically, and the people on the boat had no idea that danger was approaching.

That’s right, Ruan Wenyong and his dozen or so bodyguards were on this fishing boat at this time.

Based on the confession of the Vietnamese girl, Sun Yee On and 14K quickly organized people to come here by boat all the way from Kowloon.

Nearly 200 people boarded more than motorboats and surrounded Nguyen Van Dung's fishing boat little by little.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, Fang Hexuan was drinking coffee and pounding his waist, feeling that his energy seemed to have declined recently.

There was no other way. From Christmas Eve 1982 to January 1983, 1, his battle over these ten days could be described as a bloody battle with continuous gunfire.

Not only did he have to appease Li Meiren, but he also had to deal with Stephanie Seymour who flew in from the United States.

Even Donatella, who was far away in Italy, came to Hong Kong to ask him for his essence.

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.

After picking up the phone, Fang Hexuan listened for more than a minute, then nodded with satisfaction.

After hanging up the phone, he drank the remaining half of the coffee and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Just now, Xiang Huayan of the Sun Yee On told him that there were no more Vietnamese named Nguyen Van Dung in Hong Kong.

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(End of this chapter)