Paitoon thanked them and, led by Kondo Kohei, walked with the two Japan doctors to the other end of the corridor.
The sound of four footsteps echoed in the corridor, but Paitoon's mind was once again filled with Nai Khun's words, and worry reappeared on his face.
In Paitoon's view, Song Tianyao is currently locked in a fierce battle with the forces in Hong Kong and Shanghai, presenting a perfect opportunity to fish in troubled waters. Nai Khun's move to provoke Song Tianyao's family at this time is an extremely irrational act.
Ultimately, however, he was merely one of Sai Zhalunwang's trusted confidants, while Nai Khun was Sai Zhalunwang's most beloved son. Their statuses were vastly different, and even if Nai Khun had his own methods Paitoon could not stop him.
Forget it, Nai Khun isn't any dumber than me, and besides, he's with Sai Ba, so he probably won't do anything out of line. I shouldn't think too much about it now; I should just deal with this short, elderly Japan man beside me.
Thinking about this, Paitoon let out a somewhat frustrated sigh.
Just then, Kondo Kohei suddenly stopped in front of the dining room, turned around, and gave Paitoon a friendly smile, "Mr. Paitoon, we've arrived."
The winding mountain road to Hanging Neck Ridge was only half-finished before it abruptly ended, leaving behind a bumpy dirt mountain road. After a heavy rain last night, the ground was muddy and silted up. Compared to other prosperous industrialized areas in Hong Kong, this place seems to be a deserted area, far inferior to even the New Territories, which is known as the countryside.
However, in reality, Hanging Neck Ridge is not a no-man's land. On the contrary, it is home to many refugees who have fled. Last year, the Hong Kong Government relocated a group of poor people from Mount Davis to this place. Now, at least tens of thousands of residents live on Hanging Neck Ridge.
That's why there was a half-section of the mountain road from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. However, the Hong Kong Government later discovered that the poor people on Hanging Neck Ridge did not have cars to travel, so the road construction plan was stopped. They then set their sights on Tseung Kwan O and planned to build the Tseung Kwan O New Town. A large number of workers were transferred to Tseung Kwan O, which is why the current Hanging Neck Ridge mountain road is only half-built.
Sheng Zhaozhong was now standing on this half of the mountain road, heading towards Hanging Neck Ridge. He quickly walked through the cement ground, but there was still a long way to go to reach the top of the mountain. Sheng Zhaozhong had to wade through the mud, stepping deep and shallow as he continued forward.
After walking for about half an hour, Sheng Zhaozhong finally saw the few simple tin-roofed wooden huts at the highest point of Hanging Neck Ridge. This was where Han Chongshan and his men usually hid. This was the first place Sheng Zhaozhong and Tan Jingwei visited when they first arrived in Hong Kong.
However, upon seeing those familiar tin-roofed wooden houses, Sheng Zhaozhong's face did not show any relief; instead, he frowned slightly.
Last night's torrential rain had already left the already dilapidated tin-roofed wooden hut somewhat damaged, with several roofs even being blown off by the wind and rain. Even if Han Chongshan's men could endure such harsh conditions, what about their wives and daughters?
The dilapidated tin-roofed wooden house remains unrepaired to this day, which can only mean one thing: no one lives there anymore.
Indeed, this seemed to be the case; Sheng Zhaozhong looked around and couldn't see a single person near the few tin-roofed wooden huts.
Sheng Zhaozhong stroked his chin, his brows furrowing unconsciously. If these former Kuomintang subordinates scattered and fled because of Han Chongshan's death, then the number of people he and Tan Jingwei could mobilize would be greatly reduced.
However, if they are so frightened by the death of Han Chongshan that they run away, it seems that whether or not they are won over is not so important.
Sheng Zhaozhong this, Sheng Zhaozhong's furrowed brows slowly relaxed. He shook his head with some regret, stepped closer to the tin-roofed wooden houses, and prepared to confirm again so that he could give Tan Jingwei an explanation when he returned.
"Stop! Don't move!" A man's voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Then, Sheng Zhaozhong felt a cold gun barrel pressed against the back of his head, followed by a series of chaotic footsteps behind him.
Sheng Zhaozhong showed no panic. Instead, he relaxed, slowly raising his hands and saying with a hint of amusement, "Brother, we're on the same side. Be careful your weapon doesn't go off."
Chapter 534 Room 309
In the Lu Family's living room, Lu Yuanchun tilted his head, holding the telephone receiver between his long neck and a pen, writing something down with a piece of paper in his hand, occasionally exchanging a few words with Song Tianyao on the other end of the phone.
Besides Lu Yuanchun, his two older brothers, Lu Rongkang and Lu Rongfang, were also sitting on the sofa in the living room. These two rising stars from Hong Kong were focused on Lu Yuanchun, who was on the phone. Lu Rongkang was relatively calm and did not show much of a reaction, but Lu Rongfang, who was always impatient, had already craned his neck, wishing he could get close to Lu Yuanchun and hear what Song Tianyao was saying on the other end of the phone.
"Okay, I understand." Even through the phone line, Lu Yuanchun nodded slightly, responding to Song Tianyao on the other end. Then, after a slight hesitation, he calmly added, "It's very chaotic outside right now, be careful."
On the other end of the phone, Song Tianyao's somewhat cynical voice came through. "Alright, if you really care about me, just consider this a free favor..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanchun hung up the phone without hesitation, then stood alone at the phone table for a few seconds before turning back to look at Lu Rongkang and Lu Rongfang sitting on the sofa.
Seeing her hang up, Lu Rongfang eagerly asked, "How was it Chunmei? What did Song Tianyao say to you?"
Lu Rongkang, who always demanded that his brothers remain calm and composed, unusually refrained from reprimanding them. Instead, he looked at Lu Yuanchun with the same questioning gaze.
Lu Yuanchun, clutching the sheets of paper filled with writing, didn't immediately answer her two brothers. Instead, while looking down at the papers, she slightly raised her voice and called to her secretary outside, "A-Nan."
The slightly ajar door to the guest room opened from the outside, and Chen Shengnan, Lu Yuanchun's secretary and senior manager of Guangyi Bank, stepped in.
On the sofa, Lu Rongfang, who hadn't received an immediate reply from Lu Yuanchun, looked Chen Shengnan up and down as she entered, and scoffed, "Tch! Tomboy!"