Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 214 3 Knives

On the vast sea as deep as the night, stars are dotted like lost pearls, and an old fishing boat sways leisurely with the caress of the waves.

At the bow, a man in black leather jacket sat steadily, an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. His gaze pierced through the layers of waves and headed directly to the unreachable place where the sea and sky meet, deep and focused.

The man had his hair combed back, revealing his angular facial features.

His eyes are firm, his jawline is clear and strong, and his skin is slightly dark.

Inside the cabin, the soft and dim lights contrast sharply with the cold sea view outside, adding a bit of warmth to this lonely sea journey.

The man held a cigarette between his fingers, and the cigarette butt flickered in the inky night sky.

At this moment, a thin man approached quietly.

He held a cell phone tightly in his hand and reported respectfully, "Brother Thirteen, Uncle Shan is calling."

The sound is soft but clearly audible.

The man turned his head, took the phone and put it close to his ear.

"Hey, Uncle Shan."

On the other end of the phone, a steady and powerful old male voice pierced the silent night sky.

"Thirteen, how's it going?"

Shisandao held the phone steadily in his left hand, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. He took a light puff, and the cigarette butt flashed a bright flame.

"It went pretty well."

After listening to this, Uncle Shan said, "Oh," and then asked, "I heard that when you were operating, Xiao Jiu's men saw through your clues. Were there any casualties among the brothers?"

Thirteen Blades exhaled a puff of smoke and replied in a neutral tone, "One died, and one was captured."

"But they are both Southeast Asian black monkeys. Xiao Chengzhou hasn't suspected us yet."

"I guess he thought that this operation was done by the Myanmar-Lai local army."

After listening to this, Uncle Shan was a little disapproving: "Not necessarily. Xiao Jiu seems to be careless, but he is actually very meticulous. Maybe you have been exposed."

Shisandao threw the cigarette butt onto the deck and extinguished it with his foot.

The sparks went out instantly, leaving only a wisp of smoke rising.

"It's okay to be exposed. Anyway, I have no parents or children. If you hadn't saved me from my smoking father and taught me a lot of skills, I might have died long ago."

The man on the other end of the phone sighed and recalled the past.

"Thinking back to the days when Lao Longtou was in charge of the Green Gang, we were so powerful and majestic, with influence all over the world and business that was unmatched."

"Xiao Liu is most like Lao Longtou. If he were still alive and took over the Qing Gang, we wouldn't have to be so humble when dealing with those black monkeys."

Uncle Shan seemed to be lost in past memories. After a moment, he came back to his senses and continued to ask:

"Have you successfully delivered the thing I entrusted to you, A'mo?"

Thirteen Blades responded quickly: "Yes, Uncle Shan, I have handed it to the young master personally."

Uncle Shan's voice was mixed with a hint of expectation and trepidation: "So...did he say anything to you?"

"No."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Shan sighed again.

"In a few days, it will be Huilan's memorial day. By then, he will understand the painstaking efforts of his grandfather."

Then, he changed the subject and his tone became serious: "Also, remember, as soon as you arrive tomorrow, you must immediately transfer Xiao Jiu's daughter to the park and keep her under separate care. She is crucial to our operation and is a trump card in our hands."

"You have to know that she is not only Xiao Jiu's daughter, but also the wife of the head of the Xie family in Beijing."

Thirteen Blades: "Yes, Uncle Shan."

......

Among the mountains in eastern Myanmar, a heavy military armored vehicle was struggling to move along the winding and rugged mountain road. Its wheels rolled over gravel and soil, making a heavy roar.

Inside the car, a tense and serious atmosphere enveloped every corner.

Xie Jincheng and Xiao Heng sat side by side in the back seat of the armored vehicle. In front of them was Mosan, the commander of the government forces in this operation.

Mosan looked solemn, and his words revealed sincerity and determination:

"Seventh Master, I am deeply sorry for my negligence last time. We have learned a lesson from it and have ensured that this operation has the highest level of support and authorization. This time, we will definitely go all out."

Xie Jincheng's eyes were dark, and he responded slowly: "Chief Mo, I won't say any more polite words. Anyway, the most important thing for me to come this time, in addition to taking away our business information, is to find my brother He Yang. His safety is of vital importance to me. If you can't find him, you should think about the consequences."

Hearing this, Mo Sang nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xie, we have distributed Captain He's information to all the team members involved in the operation, and they will all go all out to search for Captain He's whereabouts."

As soon as Mo Sang finished speaking, the cell phone in Xiao Heng's pocket rang.

He slowly took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. It was his father Xiao Chengzhou.

He looked at Xie Jincheng and asked, "Sister...Seventh Master, my dad called me, can I pick up the phone?"

Xie Jincheng turned his head and nodded slightly, "Take it."

After receiving a positive answer, Xiao Heng unconsciously sat up straight and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Dad."

"We've arrived, everything is going well, don't worry."

Xiao Chengzhou on the other end of the phone said something, and then Xiao Heng made a sharp explosion.

"what!!!"

"You said that Chizuru sister was kidnapped right under your noses!!!"