C27 The Deal

"I'm afraid I won't make it to the party."

Killing was his way. Stealing was his way. It was the most effective way for those bastards who came to his triangle.

His worries were not unfounded. Besides, he had no idea what Cheng Haonan was trading with, and he didn't know if the amount of money they were trading would make this heartless man want to kill him.

The taxi driver parked the car in front of a big hotel outside the dock before the "banquet" began.

The subordinate guarding the door recognized Tian Yangsheng. Since he did not receive any notice to stop him, he let him pass.

Instead of entering the private room, Tian Yangsheng went straight to the hotel's surveillance room and knocked out the security guards without any hesitation. Then, he brought up the surveillance footage of several important security points in the hotel.

The surveillance footage of the five-star hotel was clear, Tian Yangsheng sighed silently.

He was not paying attention to the situation in the room. According to their vigilance, the surveillance footage would have been taken care of long ago.

The camera slowly zoomed in.

The mellow-looking men were dressed in the style of Southeast Asia. Although their waists were not very obvious due to their clothing, it could still be seen that these people had a lot of hot weapons on them.

Hot weapons were much more troublesome than cold weapons.

Walking out of the monitoring room, he casually picked up one of his men and whispered, "Liu, did Boss Nan say what he wanted to trade?"

The thug called Liu thought for a moment and said, "He didn't say it very clearly."

"Then do you know what it is?"

"It's something the old man asked for. Boss Nan, come over and help me sign for it." Sign for the receipt was just a cover. The hatchet man looked at the private room where Cheng Haonan and the others were and whispered in Tian Yangsheng's ear, "Although I don't know what exactly it is, when I helped move a box up to check the goods, there was a metallic sound, and it was quite heavy. I guess it's a gun."

Tian Yangsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. "About how much?"

"Quite a lot." Liu recalled, "Quite a lot. At least that much." He made a two and a zero with his hand and continued, "The old man likes guns. There must be a lot of them."

Tian Yangsheng nodded, looked at Liu, and pulled off the hat on his head. "Lend it to me. I'll return a new one to you when we get back."

"There's no need to be so polite. Just take it."

The haze in Tian Yangsheng's eyes was completely hidden under the shadow of the hat, and the killing intent that filled the sky was forcefully hidden in his chest.

Twenty boxes of gun money was not a small amount.

That greedy bastard, Chun Du, would definitely not let go of this opportunity to earn a lot of money.

Even if he killed Cheng Haonan, his father wouldn't take any real revenge on him. The Golden Triangle would make him happy for a long time with the money.

He lowered the brim of his hat and leaned against the wall casually. With a toothpick in his mouth, he silently watched everyone present.

It seemed that he was going to have a fierce battle tonight for Cheng Haonan.

His fingers were clenched into fists, and the short sword he had hidden in his back was pressed against his back. It hurt.

It was time to settle the score from six years ago.