"Back in the day, after the bloody battle of Dangyang, I won four months' worth of cigarettes using this trick."
Seeing that the young boss's mind wasn't on him but kept glancing at the bloody crime scene in the distance, Tan Jingwei let out a burp. "Sigh, I told you to leave first, but you wouldn't go. These Thailand are troublesome; they love killing to cover their tracks. Be careful they don't make you stay."
Seemingly confirming Tan Jingwei's statement, the two Thailand men covered in blood straightened up and turned to look at the old man and his daughter at the back of the stall, while the other two Thailand men holding guns turned their guns and pointed them at the stall owners.
Tan Jingwei slammed the still-spinning coin down onto the table, stretched, and stood up. "If a person has no end in life, what is the point of living? I'm full, I'll stretch my muscles."
Chapter 501 The Noisy Harp Restaurant (Part 10)
Xu Enbo sat in the back seat of his Rolls-Royce- Royce. His bodyguard, A-Chao, in the passenger seat, and the driver, who was holding the steering wheel, both glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, trying to catch some signals from Xu Enbo's expression.
After Song Tianyao left, Xu Enbo met with Xu Pingsheng for half an hour, then came out with a cold face and had the driver drive the car around Kowloon as if there was no destination at all.
Raindrops pattered against the car window, and the driver turned on the wipers. Taking the opportunity, bodyguard Ah Chao turned and asked:
"Mr. Xu, it's getting late. The Observatory says a level 5 typhoon signal will be hoisted tonight, so it won't be convenient to go back to Hong Kong Island. How about I book a suite for you at the Peninsula Hotel?"
Xu Enbo took a cigarette from his suit pocket, lit it, and blew a puff of smoke through the closed car window. The smoke shattered against the window and scattered in pieces. "To Tsim Sha Tsui Pier."
Once the destination was finally known, the driver made a sleek U-turn at the next intersection and headed towards the Tsim Sha Tsui Pier.
Seemingly to confirm the accuracy of the Observatory's weather information, the No. 5 typhoon signal was hoisted not to cause a commotion, but because a gust of wind blew by, the signs and banners hanging on some shops on the street were blown so hard that they were about to fall down at any moment. Xu Enbo's driver was so frightened that he kept looking at the signs on both sides of the street while driving, in case the signs fell down and damaged the car.
When the car arrived near the Tsim Sha Tsui Pier, and we looked up to see the wide Victoria Harbour, the rain was already pouring down. In the dark bay in the distance, hundreds of boats of various sizes were anchored in Victoria Harbour, taking shelter from the strong winds and rain.
Although the driver and bodyguard didn't know what Xu Enbo was doing at the Tsim Sha Tsui Pier in the rain, when they saw Xu Enbo about to get out of the car, the bodyguard immediately got out in the rain, opened a sturdy umbrella, and helped Xu Enbo open the car door. However, an umbrella wasn't very effective in this kind of weather. Xu Enbo had only been out of the car for less than ten seconds, and apart from his head, face, and chest being barely protected by the umbrella, the rest of his body was completely soaked. Xu Enbo was also impatient with the bodyguard holding the umbrella, so he took it himself and walked to Pier Number Seven at the Tsim Sha Tsui Pier, walking without stopping, as if he wanted to walk directly into the sea along the pier.
The driver was lucky enough to stay in the car and wait, while Ah Chao, soaking wet, followed Xu Enbo until they reached the end of the pier. Standing side by side with Xu Enbo, all they could see was the dark sea, with boats of all sizes moored on both sides, and no one else in sight.
"Be careful not to catch a cold, Mr. Xu. With such a strong wind and rain, you should wear a raincoat." A woman's voice rang out from a tall fishing boat swaying in the wind and rain on the left. It reached Ah Chao's ears through the heavy rain and shocked him as if struck by lightning. He quickly turned halfway around, slid to the side, and protected Xu Enbo's left side. Looking at the fishing boat, he already had a dagger in his hand.
The next second, Xu Enbo also spoke up, "I was afraid that if I wore a raincoat, you wouldn't recognize me. You have a photo of me, but I've never seen you before."
"Whether I see you or not is irrelevant, and whether I see you, Mr. Xu, is also irrelevant. What's most important is that my people went through so much trouble to bring the goods here, so where is your ship flying the Britain flag?"
"Those four 'Big Tin Yi' are all people we've dealt with before: the Duan brothers, Duan Sanbao Duan Sanpao, Tang Mazi, Wu Liuzhi. This gang of 'Big Tin Yi' are definitely formidable figures. They actually bought a boat and weapons after robbing money. I heard they might even have cannons on their boat. I wonder why they've come ashore and run here tonight." The subordinate got into the back seat of the car and said to Chen Liang, who was sitting in the back listening to the car radio.
Chen Liang looked at the other person and said, "If you were to commit robbery and steal goods worth hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan, would you use the money to buy guns and cannons to continue committing dangerous crimes, or would you use the money to leave your hometown and start a legitimate business?"
"With millions, who would risk their life?" the subordinate muttered.
Chen Liang laughed, "Even you know this, how could Duan Sanbao not understand? He makes money but doesn't enjoy it, instead continuing to throw his life away?"
"So, Brother Liang, what do you mean?"
"Duan Sanbao's gang is nothing more than a bunch of remnants of the Kuomintang, recruited by them and obeying their Kuomintang military orders. Last time, Boss Liao had a batch of goods that he was helping a friend prepare—goods that couldn't be brought to light and weren't insured—shipped from Macau to Hong Kong. They were robbed as soon as they left Macau's waters. It was Duan Sanbao who did it. They were extremely greedy, demanding five million Hong Kong dollars for the entire shipment, including the lives of the crew, while the original value of the goods was only a little over three million." Chen Liang paused here, staring blankly at his subordinate.
His subordinate looked at him with some confusion. "Brother Liang, what's wrong? Is Boss Liao unwilling to pay and planning to send you with some men to snatch the goods back?"
Chen Liang shook his head. "Then a mediator appeared and mediated, and in the end, the cargo only cost 400,000, and everyone, including the people and the goods, returned safely..."
"That would be a win-win situation. For Boss Liao, 400,000 is nothing."
"Brother Liang, something's not right! Look! It's not unusual for a few dozen foreigners to come here, but with the heavy rain tonight, fewer foreigners are coming. Instead, wave after wave of China person are arriving, and they don't seem like good people." The subordinate in the front passenger seat, who was specifically keeping an eye on the main entrance of the Cloud Palace Hotel, spoke up.