The two men simultaneously hurled their pistols at each other, then simultaneously dodged to the side. Sheng Zhaozhong then headbutted Huang Liu! Huang Liu delivered an elbow strike to Sheng Zhaozhong's chest! The force was so great that Huang Liu's nose bled, and he was thrown out of the car by the impact of the blow!
Sheng Zhaozhong nearly couldn't catch his breath, and he also quickly got out of the car, neither giving the other a chance to continue the close-quarters combat!
Within seconds of getting out of the car, a torrential downpour soaked the two men. Huang Liu wiped the blood from his nostrils, punched the rearview mirror glass, and pointed a sharp triangular shard of glass at Sheng Zhaozhong across the Sheng Zhaozhong!
Sheng Zhaozhong hunched over slightly, staring at Huang Liu, and pulled off a bracelet from his wrist, turning it into a noose. They faced off across the car in the pouring rain.
"What a heavy rain..." The two faced off for a moment, then Huang Liu shivered and took a few steps back. "Hey, if you're not planning to go to the warehouse, then let's call it a night. There's no need to fight to the death anyway."
"This time it was Mr. Tam who instructed me to make a call. You and your boss won't be so lucky next time." Sheng Zhaozhong released his hand, the hinge retracted, and he put the belt back on his wrist before getting into the car.
"Hey... do you think I'm Han Chongshan? How about you give me a ride again?" Huang Liu leaned towards the car, wiping the rain off his face, and called out to Sheng Zhaozhong inside.
Sheng Zhaozhong started the car and drove away with the two corpses in it, ignoring Huang Liu.
Huang Liu shouted from behind, "Hey... hey... fuck your mother! Taiwan person have no loyalty!"
Seeing the car still driving away without stopping, Huang Liu cursed and ran to take shelter from the Wind-and-Rain Corridor the covered walkway of the arcade on the side of the street. Soon, a dozen or so policemen in uniform appeared in the distance, led by Zhao Wenye, Song Tianyao's cousin.
"Brother Six," Zhao Wenye said to Huang Liu, "We arranged manpower as you said, but the warehouse is deserted. The Foreign Devil are getting impatient."
"Let them pack up. They'll still get their money back. Damn it, the Taiwan won't fall for it. What can I do?" Huang Liu cursed in frustration. "Do you have a car? Take me to the Harp Restaurant. Oh, and make a phone call for me first."
The hands of the exquisite Western clock in the Harp Restaurant were almost overlapping. Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere in the restaurant was not as relaxed as usual tonight, the work that should have been done by the waiters was now done by a large group of middle-aged white men. They were now smiling and walking around the tables, bowing slightly and apologizing in English to inform the guests that the restaurant was about to close and asking them to take their clothes.
Song Tianyao stared listlessly at the hands of the clock. The restaurant manager walked over to their table, and Song Tianyao looked away and glanced at the manager.
The manager, beaming, said, "Sir, Madam, it is an honor to have you three patronize our restaurant. However, our restaurant closes at midnight as we are about to begin our final cleaning. We hope you enjoy your meal tonight. If time constraints prevent you from fully enjoying yourselves, we apologize. If the weather makes it inconvenient for you to go out, our restaurant can help you arrange a taxi or book rooms at the Cloud Palace Hotel."
The people at the other tables, Lei Danzi, Zheng Yutong, Duan Sanpao, and Chen Liang, had already been urged by the foreigners to leave and could no longer stay. They all got up and headed outside.
Seeing Zheng Yutong stand up, Song Tianyao said, "Shark-Gall Tong! Let's chat for a bit."
Zheng Yutong hadn't greeted anyone else all night, only dealing with Duan Sanpao Big Tin Yi. Hearing Song Tianyao call out to him, Zheng Yutong turned and walked over, forcing a smile, "A-Yao?"
As Song Tianyao took out some money from his wallet and handed it to the manager, saying, "The rest is your tip," he took two steps forward to face Zheng Yutong and whispered in her ear, "You're staying at the Cloud Palace Hotel tonight. It's a bit chaotic outside. Is that Big Tin Yi across from you? In trouble? I can take care of it for you."
"No need, I can handle it myself." Zheng Yutong glanced at the two women at Song Tianyao's table, then looked at Song Tianyao: "Are you going to cause trouble again tonight?"
"I don't want to cause trouble either, but when trouble comes knocking, there's no way to avoid it. You should stay at a hotel tonight to avoid the hassle of going downstairs," Song Tianyao said.
Zheng Yutong nodded. "Okay, let's have tea together another day."
After saying that, Zheng Yutong turned and left. He saw Song Tianyao dressed in a Black Jockey's uniform. The jockey, having received a tip, bowed politely and said, "I wish your horse a victory in the race, sir."
"Thank you." Song Tianyao looked at the two women. Lu Yuanchun and Qi Weiwen stood up and followed Song Tianyao out of the restaurant. In the distance Lam Kong and the others saw Song Tianyao stand up and didn't care.
Just then, the phone on the restaurant bar suddenly rang. "Ring ring!"
The crowd, who had already left their seats, immediately stopped and looked at the phone. The Belarusian waiter at the bar answered the phone, then looked at the many customers staring at him in the restaurant, and asked with a somewhat puzzled tone, "Is there a Mr. Song here?"
Upon hearing the call, Song Tianyao smiled and said, "Yes, it is."
"Your friend wants you to take the phone." The waiter handed the phone receiver to Song Tianyao.
Song Tianyao stepped forward and answered the phone, "Brother Six."
"Boss, even with the real deal and me, the other party didn't take the bait and has dispersed now," Huang Liu's voice came from inside.
Song Tianyao hummed in agreement. "Then it seems we need to have a chat?"
"I'm downstairs. Apart from Sister Yun still being at the Peninsula Hotel and Miss Qi being with you, Miss Meng and your family have all arrived in Macau. My third brother personally brought people and a boat to pick them up, including your grandfather."
"That's all, see you downstairs." Song Tianyao said and hung up the phone.
Outside the restaurant, A Wai rushed over. Lam Kong quickly greeted him, said a few words, and then walked up to Song Tianyao: "Mr. Song, Mr. Chu and his car are waiting for you downstairs. They'd like to talk to you."
"Then let him wait. I'm not interested in talking to him." Song Tianyao patted Lam Kong on the shoulder. "Just tell him that."
Lam Kong stared at Song Tianyao's face. Seeing that Song Tianyao wasn't joking, he turned and walked over to A Wai, explaining Song Tianyao's meaning. A Wai's expression changed, he glanced at Song Tianyao, and then turned and left first.