jdhmnovel Chapter 693 Clash at Midnight
Chapter 693 Clash at Midnight
The bald man forcefully stubbed out his cigarette, smashed it on the ground, and stomped on it, a ruthless glint in his eyes.
"Something happened? How could something have happened? Miyamoto Musashi is dead. They were just here to transport a batch of weapons. How could something have gone wrong?"
He stood up abruptly, grabbed one of his men by the collar, and said fiercely, "Did the police find out something? Or did those three betray us?"
The subordinate, struggling to breathe, shook his head repeatedly.
"I don't know, brother. The Japanese haven't explained it clearly either. They just told us to be extra careful and that if they haven't delivered the weapons by midnight tonight, we should immediately evacuate, hide temporarily, and wait for further instructions."
"Withdraw?" Baldy sneered, releasing his grip. His tone was full of resentment and arrogance. "I've been hiding in Sham Shui Po for so long, and I finally managed to get this batch of weapons. As long as I get them, I can lead my brothers to carve out a place for ourselves in Hong Kong. How could I just withdraw like this?"
He walked to the window, pulled back the tattered curtains, and stared menacingly at the alley entrance, muttering under his breath:
"Even if something happens to those three Japanese, even if the police discover something, I won't give up easily. Tonight at midnight, whether they come or not, I'll be waiting at the agreed location. As long as I can get the weapons, it'll be worth it even if I have to fight the police!"
Outside the attic, a vendor in a tattered coat, pushing a tricycle, slowly walked past the alley entrance. His eyes subtly swept across the attic window, then he quietly pulled out a walkie-talkie hidden in his sleeve, lowered his voice, and whispered his report:
"Officer Ye, the target location has been confirmed. There are at least five people in the attic, including Baldy Qiang himself. He is acting strangely and seems to have sensed something is wrong. We are deploying countermeasures."
Ye Haoxuan's voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, calm and firm:
"Received. Continue surveillance, do not expose your presence, closely monitor the movements inside the attic and any unusual individuals in the vicinity. Report immediately if any signs of weapons being transferred are detected."
After hanging up the walkie-talkie, the vendor pushed his tricycle slowly away from the alley entrance and blended into the crowd in Sham Shui Po, appearing as if he were just an ordinary vendor and attracting no one's attention.
As darkness fell, the streetlights of Sham Shui Po gradually illuminated the narrow alleyways, their dim yellow glow unable to penetrate the conspiracies and crimes hidden in the shadows. Ye Haoxuan stood in a concealed vehicle on the outskirts of Sham Shui Po, a walkie-talkie in his hand, his sharp eyes fixed on the direction of Sham Shui Po. He knew that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Baldy Qiang's arrogance, the Yamaguchi-gumi's secrets, and that batch of weapons harboring murderous intent intertwine to form a huge net, shrouding the skies above Sham Shui Po.
He and his brothers will personally tear down this net and completely eradicate all evil.
As midnight draws ever closer, the tension in the air grows ever stronger, and a thrilling contest is about to unfold in this old town rife with undercurrents.
The midnight bells echoed faintly over the old town of Sham Shui Po.
Ye Haoxuan remained standing in the concealed vehicle, his fingers tightly gripping the walkie-talkie. Through his earpiece, he heard real-time reports from plainclothes police officers, every word tugging at his nerves.
"Inspector Ye, two unlicensed vans have been spotted at the northwest alley entrance. They are moving slowly and are suspected to be vehicles used by the Yamaguchi-gumi to transport weapons. They are heading towards the attic and there are at least six people in the vans, all carrying unidentified weapons."
"Ye sir, three more unfamiliar figures have appeared around the attic, scattered on both sides of the alley entrance. They are wary and should be Baldy Qiang's lookouts. They are less than fifty meters away from our surveillance point and show no signs of being exposed."
A cold glint flashed in Ye Haoxuan's eyes. He pressed the intercom button, his voice deep and powerful, penetrating the static in the earpiece:
"Attention all groups, the target is approaching. Remain concealed and do not make any rash moves. The 'Overlord Flower' group, closely monitor the van's movements and ascertain the exact location of the weapons; the SWAT team and the anti-drug team, prepare to encircle it. The moment the van stops and Baldy Qiang and the others meet, act immediately. Make sure to block all escape routes and do not let anyone escape."
"Roger that!"
The headphones came through the uniform responses from each group, brief and concise, yet carrying an unquestionable determination.
Sasaki Miho's voice followed closely behind, her tone slightly hurried, yet still composed:
"Haoxuan, I have some new information. The contact suddenly remembered that when the Yamaguchi-gumi transports weapons, they arrange for two lookouts disguised as sanitation workers to patrol the area near the agreed location and keep watch. Also, there may be a small amount of high explosives hidden in this batch of weapons, so please be careful."
"I understand." Ye Haoxuan's heart tightened, and he immediately added instructions, "Notify all plainclothes officers to focus on checking people dressed as sanitation workers in the surrounding area. Once confirmed, take them into custody immediately, and do not alert them. The SWAT team should prepare riot control equipment. If any explosives are found, immediately activate the riot control plan and prioritize the safety of the surrounding residents."
At this moment, at the northwest alley entrance of Sham Shui Po, two unlicensed vans slowly came to a stop. The wheels rolled over the stone pavement, making a slight sound that was particularly jarring in the quiet night.
The car door opened, and six men wearing black hoodies and masks quickly got out of the car. Their movements were swift and efficient. They worked in pairs with clear division of labor—two men stayed by the car to keep watch, while the other four bent down and opened the trunk of the van, carefully unloading large black boxes. The boxes were heavy and made a dull thud when they hit the ground. It was obvious that they contained the weapons that were meant to kill them.
Baldy Qiang, who was in the attic, heard the commotion at the alley entrance and immediately stood up. He looked out the window with a sinister gaze and gave a low shout to his subordinate beside him:
"Go, go provide backup! Remember, be quick, grab the weapons and immediately retreat to the attic. If you spot anything unusual, open fire without hesitation!"
"Yes, boss!" Several henchmen immediately responded, drawing their guns from their waists, releasing the safety, and following closely behind Baldy Qiang, they quietly left the attic and cautiously walked along the wall towards the van at the alley entrance.
Baldy Qiang walked at the front, the scar on his forehead appearing even more ferocious in the dim light. His hand gripped the gun tightly, his knuckles turning white, and his eyes warily scanned his surroundings. He was extremely cautious with every step he took—although he was arrogant, he knew that at this moment, the slightest carelessness could lead to utter ruin.