The torrential rain outside showed no sign of stopping, relentlessly lashing the world. The stool beneath him creaked and groaned as it shook, and the submachine gun in his arms gleamed eerily in the embers of the campfire.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and Drunkard Liang looked out in the light. The entire Five Finger Mountain was illuminated as bright as day for a moment, desolate and damp. The next second, thunder roared, making one's eardrums ache. An ordinary person might feel terrified in such a place, but Drunkard Liang felt no fear. Having witnessed the carnage of battlefields, he was already unafraid of the might of nature.
"Pfft~" The Drunkard Liang spat out a piece of rat leg bone from his mouth, looked down to reach for cigarettes in his pocket, and just then, a figure stood up at the perfect moment in front of the window directly opposite him!
Just as the Drunkard Liang lit a cigarette, looked up, and hummed a tune while looking outside, another bolt of lightning flashed by. The sudden appearance of a figure outside made the Drunkard Liang stumble and almost fall backward off the stool!
The figure, half-skull-shaped and soaked in rain, was staring at him with a sinister smile!
The Drunkard Liang reacted quickly, using his waist to push forward, gripping the submachine gun with both hands, and pulling the trigger without even aiming!
In a matter of moments, half a magazine of bullets gushed from the muzzle! They struck the window and the metal sheet, leaving behind numerous bullet holes!
"Don't move. Three guns, slowly drop them onto the table one by one." Before the Drunkard Liang could confirm whether he had hit the figure outside, he had just stopped firing when a gun was pressed against the back of his head. The voice was rough and muffled, devoid of any emotion.
The Drunkard Liang casually tossed the submachine gun onto the table in front of him, then slowly lifted his shirt, pulled out a pistol from his left hip with the safety off and ready to fire at any moment, and tossed it over as well. Just as he was about to hesitate, a chill ran down his spine. The Drunkard Liang slowly lifted his trouser leg, revealing a makeshift holster made of bandages on his calf, and pulled out a hidden pistol, tossing it onto the table!
The fact that the other party could so easily say that he was hiding three guns meant either Han Chongshan and his group had run into trouble, or that he had already been targeted when they first arrived at Peng Chau Five-Finger Mountain, since the other two handguns were hidden there!
"Brother Xiao, he's clean now," a voice said from behind.
The figure outside the window reappeared, but this time he walked in through the door, as if he knew this hut like the back of his hand. He reached out and grabbed the half-empty bottle of liquor that the Drunkard Liang had placed at Zhuo's feet, unscrewed the cap, took a swig, and then exhaled heavily.
"If it weren't for A-Yao's orders to thoroughly investigate your situation, I would have killed you the moment you put this bottle of wine here." The figure took a sip of wine, threw off his raincoat, sat in front of the campfire adding firewood to the remaining embers, then warmed his hands by touching the embers, and said calmly.
The Drunkard Liang raised his hands halfway, afraid to move. "Who are you?"
"The head bodyguard of the Song Family." Yao Chunxiao, whose face was half-burned like a skeleton, was hired by Song Tianyao from Macau to guard the house in Hong Kong according to custom. He took a swig of wine and spat it onto the campfire with a "poof." The already dim campfire suddenly leaped several feet higher, and the bluish flames made Yao Chunxiao's face look even more eerie and terrifying. "Ah Si, he's exactly like Lei Danzai's men. A-Yao ordered it, it's reciprocity."
Amidst the torrential rain, piercing screams echoed from the hut.
Chapter 508 He's Gone Mad!
Following Xu Minjun's instructions, Xu Enbo carefully stepped onto the footboard and finally entered the cabin of the fishing boat. Although he came from a shipping family and owned many cargo ships, he rarely appeared at the dock, let alone on such an old fishing boat. Although it looked like it had been carefully cleaned up and the cabin was sprinkled with some strongly scented lemon water, there was still a faint fishy smell in the air, which made Xu Enbo subconsciously take out a half-damp handkerchief and gently cover his nostrils.
Xu Minjun lowered the boat curtain, separating the inside and outside of the cabin. She then lit an oil lamp and hung it inside the cabin. Combined with the flashlight in her hand, the cabin of the fishing boat became much brighter. Only then did Xu Enbo follow Xu Minjun's gaze and notice a wooden packing box about two meters square in the corner of the cabin.
"This is the cargo?" Xu Enbo asked uncertainly, then frowned after looking around the hold and finding nothing else that resembled cargo. His tone turned unfriendly. "What's Song Tianyao up to? Does he think I don't know how to get angry and is trying to annoy me?"
Xu Minjun handed the flashlight to Xu Enbo, then picked up a cast iron crowbar next to the wooden box. Her movements were swift and unlike those of a female secretary in the newspaper industry. She pried open the long nails that held the wooden box in place, and finally opened the box. Inside were foam and layers of waterproof oil paper.
Xu Minjun untied the tightly bound oil paper, which was twisted with lead wire, revealing the goods inside.
The moment Xu Enbo saw the goods, his expression changed. His face became more gloomy and ferocious than the storm outside. He shifted his gaze from the goods to Xu Minjun's face. "Song Tianyao has gone mad and wants to die. Don't drag me and the Xu Family into this!"
The metal parts in the wooden box were clearly taken from an airplane. Even if Xu Enbo had never flown a plane, he had traveled long distances by air and naturally recognized the contents of the wooden box as resembling the flap actuators from an airplane!
Xu Minjun looked calmly at Xu Enbo, her tone indifferent, as if the goods in front of her were not airplane parts, but vegetables and fruits in a market. "The engines, racks, and precision instruments of the seventy-one aircraft of China National Aviation Corporation and Central Air Transport Corporation parked in Hong Kong, everything that could be dismantled by the workers of the Two Airlines Uprising during the uprising, were all dismantled."
Xu Enbo's face turned ashen. He pointed at Xu Minjun and said, "This isn't about doing business with me; it's about ruining my Xu Family in Hong Kong!"
Xu Minjun seemed not to hear Xu Enbo's words and continued, "The employees of the two airlines revolted and recognized the People's Republic of China. The Kuomintang did not want the mainland to acquire these assets for nothing, but they could not defeat the mainland themselves, so they could only ask the United States to intervene. The Britain did not dare to go against the will of the United States and were preparing to forcibly transfer the seventy-one aircraft belonging to the People's Republic of China to American Airlines. American Airlines has applied to the US military stationed in Japan for help and requested that the United States aircraft carrier come to Hong Kong to help American Airlines load the aircraft. In the next few days, the British Forces in Hong Kong will forcibly take over the assets of the two airlines. If they are not moved out now, they will never be able to move them out at all. This is why Song Tianyao rushed around after returning from Macau and met with the two shipping magnates in succession."