Although Shau Kei Wan was one of the earliest developed areas in Hong Kong since its opening as a port, in fact, until the 1920s, only a dozen small factories were developed on this land. After that, Hong Kong experienced the period of Japanese occupation, a large number of refugees poured into Shau Kei Wan for refuge. The population of Shau Kei Wan soared several times from 30000. In this bay of less than 60000 acres, the population was approaching 100000.

Before the economy developed, the population began to advance by leaps and bounds, so that now there are many illegal tin houses in Shau Kei Wan, which are comparable to the Kowloon Walled City in terms of environment and sanitation, making every Hong Kong Governor frown.

At this time, a fishing boat slowly moved forward in the calm waters of Shau Kei Wan.

Sheng Zhaozhong stood on the fishing boat sampan, standing against the wind, wearing a neat suit, which was wrinkled by the sea wind. His running days made him look a little haggard, and the stubble on his jaw was more decadent.

However, Sheng Zhaozhong's eyes were still divine. When he glanced at the high hanging neck ridge across the Bay intentionally or unintentionally, his fierce eyes flashed away.

Sheng Zhaozhong didn't know what Tan Jingwei, a senior brother from Huangpu, said about song TIANYAO. However, after learning about the various means before and after song TIANYAO's rise, he realized that Han Chongshan and his brothers would probably fall into each other's hands, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

Sheng Zhaozhong narrowed his eyes, felt the cigarette from his arms, lit it, swallowed a mouthful of smoke and slowly spit it out.

It was only a short night before and after Han Chongshan went down the mountain to the accident. He and Tan Jingwei brought civilian personnel from Taiwan to mediate with the British. When Han Chongshan died, he had to hang his neck ridge and find a good gun again.

As for Thais

Sheng Zhaozhong thought of this and disdained to hook the corner of his mouth.

Not to mention selling tobacco in Hong Kong, but to mention colluding with the Japanese, when the whole thing is over, Tan Jingwei doesn't have to speak, and he can't accommodate them.

The boat shook slightly, interrupting Sheng Zhaozhong's thoughts.

Sheng Zhaozhong looked up and saw that the fishing boat had docked. The winding mountain road on the shore went directly to diaojing ridge. The trees on both sides were lush and showed heavy shadows under the refraction of the morning light.

Sheng Zhaozhong looked back at the boat. The fisherman glanced at the standard pistol pinned to Sheng Zhaozhong's waist and looked nervous holding his daughter under the age of 10.

Sheng Zhaozhong's face was expressionless. His eyes missed the fisherman's frightened face and looked at the young Fisherman's daughter in his arms. The girl also looked at Sheng Zhaozhong with curious eyes. At a young age, she still wondered why her father would show the same expression when she was hungry and found by adults when he saw this uncle.

Sheng Zhaozhong and the fisherman's girl didn't look at each other for long. The fisherman smiled and kept his daughter behind him. He squeezed out an ugly smile at Sheng Zhaozhong: "here you are, sir."

After the fisherman kept swallowing his saliva and a cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, Sheng Zhaozhong finally nodded, took out several Hong Kong dollars with a face value of 100 yuan from his arms and threw them in front of the fisherman: "come and pick me up before dark. If I haven't come down after 8 p.m., please run to the Central Hotel and tell a Mr. Tan in room 407."

Sheng Zhaozhong said and raised his eyebrows at the fisherman.

The fisherman nodded hurriedly, "clear, clear. Don't worry, sir. I'll be there before dark."

Sheng Zhaozhong gave a sound and looked back at the winding mountain road. The road wrapped by the woods looked from a distance like a huge mouth for choosing people.

Sheng Zhaozhong put the cigarette on his lips and took a puff. The scarlet flame had no cigarette butts. Then he stretched out his hand. The cigarette butts fell into the water and raised a wisp of white smoke. Before the white smoke dissipated, Sheng Zhaozhong had stepped ashore and stepped on the winding mountain road alone. His body quickly disappeared in the shadow of the woods.

Wood road crossing, Wanchai, Hong Kong Island.

In the clinic where Kondo used to hide people's eyes and ears, the door of the dean's office was closed, and two Japanese doctors, a man and a woman, stood in front of the office, staring straight.

Naikun, the son of Sai zhalenwang, leaned lazily against the corridor wall, looked away from the hot figure of the female doctor and gave a frivolous whistle.

Patton, standing opposite him, smiled and talked to naikun in Thai: "Kun, saipa and Kondo are talking about business inside. If they make a deal, you can let this Japanese woman lie in your bed in uniform tonight."

Naikun grinned, touched the stubble on his chin and said, "the Japanese can't believe it. I don't want to die in bed without a clear explanation, and I'm only interested in one woman now."

Patton stared into naikun's eyes: "are you still thinking about sister song TIANYAO?"

Naikun stretched out and said faintly, "like most Chinese people, song TIANYAO put family affection first. When he heard that he was still a small role, he dared to attack Jianghu people in Hong Kong for his family. If I could marry his sister, do you think he would cooperate with us?"

Patton frowned: "do you want to move song TIANYAO's family? Father Sai won't agree with you. We haven't got a firm foothold yet. Song TIANYAO's influence in Hong Kong is complex and against him..."

Patton shook his head before he finished. He clearly remembered that Sai zharon Wang said that everyone was under the fence of others. Now they are not Thai officers, but Thai people living in Hong Kong.

At present, most Hong Kong businessmen are at loggerheads with song TIANYAO. Both sides lack skills and ignore them. It is the best time for these people to develop their influence in Hong Kong under the leadership of saipa. At this time, it is obviously irrational to provoke a guy who is qualified to make Hong Kong celebrities uneasy about sleep and food, so they are sent to annex naikun.

"Although I'm not interested in my father's business, I've learned a lot about it. Our biggest backer now is Tan Jingwei, but just like I said that the Japanese can't trust, the Chinese......" naikun said here, disdainfully glancing: "the Chinese may not trust!"

Patton looked a whole and solemnly asked, "Kun, have you already done it?"

Naikun smiled and shook his head. Patton was relieved. Naikun nodded again.

Under Patton's nervous gaze, naikun said, "song TIANYAO is a smart man. I asked them to inquire about where his family lives, but there are no people there. Guess leopard got the news. Song TIANYAO's family left for Macao."

Patton's nervousness cleared away. Sai Zhalon Wang asked him to stare at naikun. What he was most afraid of was that the young master caused trouble. He almost provoked song TIANYAO's sister in the theater last time. Now naikun wants to take the initiative to lean up, which undoubtedly gives Patton a headache.

However, since Song TIANYAO's family is not in Hong Kong now, at least naikun will not do anything to embarrass him.

Patton relaxed when he thought of this and teased naikun in Thai: "Kun, it seems that your plan to be song TIANYAO's brother-in-law won't work, but I've seen song TIANYAO's sister. She's just a little girl who hasn't developed yet. When Cypriot dad takes us to a firm foothold in Hong Kong, you can hit them kneeling at your feet with money, whether you like Chinese women or Japanese women, even British women."

Naikun smiled noncommittally and looked sideways at the dean's office at the end of the corridor. The door of the office was still motionless.

Naikun raised his hand and looked at the gold watch on his wrist. His father and Kondo had been in it for two hours. They just talked about counterfeit money and smoke. It doesn't seem to take so long?