Among The Dragon Lines
Further to the northeast along the coast, at the site of the old Kai Tak airport, smugglers, counterfeiters, junk merchants, and tinkerers have turned the old runway into an open-air bazaar. Most of the goods come in by boat, pulled up right alongside the runway that extends over the water or passed off to the boat people who live all year in their sampans and houseboats in the adjacent typhoon shelter. Kai Tak has found its niche in Hong Kong; this is where you go to buy the items you can’t get anywhere else in the city—and where you sell things you can’t usually get rid of.
Let’s say you’re not in the market for a fake Fairlight or a jade love charm. Where do you go to pick up a new nine-millimeter, a box of armor-piercing rounds or parts for your drone’s weapon system? The action you want is at the old Kai Tak airport off of Kowloon City after the sun goes down. As night falls over Hong Kong, the Kai Tak runway lights up, bustling with smugglers off-loading their goods. Sampans and fishing trawlers pull right up to the runway and hand off crates of gear they purchased from local pirates.
The Kai Tak Night Market is Hong Kong’s worst-kept secret. The Executive Council knows about it, but the whole operation is run by the Triads—and the Triads have corporate ties. Hell, the corporations use the Night Market to get goods out of the city that aren’t legal elsewhere, like Wuxing’s Kongchip BTLs. The Police Force raids the Night Market now and then for show, but by the time the cops arrive, all the really illegal goods have vanished. As long as you stay out of their way, the cops won’t hassle you. You’ll even be free to continue your shadow-shopping as soon as they leave.