Double Impact Page #2

See that door? You've both got

10 seconds to get the f*** out.

Hear what they've got to say.

- Five seconds!

- Damn it, Alex.

You stay here.

Don't even think about it, pal.

Don't even think about it.

Sit down.

OK, let's talk.

You ever hear of a guy

named Nigel Griffith?

That's like asking a New Yorker

if he's heard of Donald Trump.

- What about Raymond Zhang?

- Yeah.

- What about him?

- What's this got to do with Alex?

It's simple.

The Victoria Harbour Tunnel

was built by a man I used to work for

after my tour of Nam.

Halfway through construction

he ran into money problems.

So they pulled in Griffith

as an equity partner.

Griffith got his cash from a secret loan

courtesy of the Zhang family.

When the tunnel was completed, and

my employer's construction expertise

was no longer needed,

they had him and his wife

exxed out by a Triad hit team.

Only, the Triads f***ed up

because they had two sons, babies,

who they were gonna wipe out, too,

so they wouldn't come back

and claim what was rightfully theirs.

You're full of sh*t.

Paul and Katherine Wagner.

And their two sons, Chad and Alex.

- Those two men, can we find them?

- Let's go after Raymond Zhang.

You've got an army outside, or what?

Did you hear what he just told us?

These were our parents. Look at them.

I hear bullshit every day, pal.

You want some advice?

Take your fancy clothes and your silk

underwear and go back to Disneyland.

That's it. I guess you and I, Frankie.

Like always.

OK.

You want some real action, tough guys?

Let's do it.

This is beautiful.

- What's the piece for?

- Just in case.

In case of what?

There.

Let's say hello.

I don't believe this.

A smooth operator.

OK.

- They don't get those cars in China.

- The UN should give you a prize.

- Cash.

- Yeah.

Right.

This is the Hong Kong Marine Police!

Prepare to have your vessel

boarded and searched!

You set us up.

No Mercedes, no cash.

Drop it. Get your asses off the boat.

Chad! Get down!

This is the Hong Kong Marine Police.

- Nice going.

- Nice going?

Nice going, my ass! I almost got killed.

And the cops are still chasing us.

Trust me.

Hey, can this piece of sh*t

move any faster?

Frankie, help me.

C'mon, baby. C'mon.

Welcome to Hong Kong.

Chad, take a bite. Be a man.

What's it supposed to do?

Make my dick bigger?

All right, Alex. I think that Chad and I

established our credentials yesterday.

Now, what do we do about your tunnel?

My tunnel?

Is there proof?

Any legal documentation?

There doesn't have to be, girlie.

I was there.

- I got the scars.

- Those won't carry weight in court.

Let me tell you, the only law that Zhang

knows is the law of a 12-gauge shotgun,

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