Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

An Xiaohai sang three songs in a row, but then seemed to find it boring. He threw down the microphone, sat back down, and started eating from the fruit platter, which was obviously specially made and was exceptionally plentiful and delicious.

"Brother Hai, what's your decision?" The man in black watched An Xiaohai eat for a while before asking.

"When I was in Country Y, I heard about a man named Dapeng. Is he one of your people?"

"Yes, he is one of our Sea Hawks. He and the Dapeng Gang he established are the most important link in our maritime transport line."

"Oh, what's his name?"

"Huang Peng, Dapeng is his nickname."

"The roc seems to have no connection with the sea hawk."

"It really has nothing to do with it, it's just a way of calling it that," the man in black explained, without the slightest hint of impatience in his tone.

What's your nickname?

"Wild geese".

"What's your real name?"

"I can't tell you that right now."

"You can only tell me after I've finalized our partnership, right?"

"You could say that we've established a cooperative relationship, and you've become the sixth-generation leader of the Flying Bird Gang. This is just a prerequisite for knowing our true identities, but unless absolutely necessary, it's best for everyone to remain a mystery."

This would be much safer and better for everyone, don't you think?

"I think that's true, but it's damn unfair. I'm the leader, but everyone knows who I am, while I don't know who you are. What's the point of being the leader?"

"And it seems none of the leaders of your Flying Bird Gang have had a good ending."

"..."

The man in black was speechless.

An Xiaohai smiled slightly: "May I have a nickname?"

"Of course you can. You can choose any name you like, as long as it's a bird and no one else is using it."

"Oh, that's great, I've already thought of a nickname."

"What is it?"

"Come a little closer, I'll tell you quietly, I don't want these two guys to know!" An Xiaohai said, pointing to the two bodyguards behind the man in black.

The man in black seemed to frown, but he still patiently moved closer to An Xiaohai. Before he could finish sticking his head out, An Xiaohai suddenly sprang up, grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table with his right hand, and slammed it heavily on the man's head with a bang!

The ashtray hit the man in black on the head and then flew out of his hand, striking a bodyguard in the face with incredible accuracy.

At the same time, An Xiaohai swung his left hand, and the fruit fork in his hand flew towards the face of another bodyguard. The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation!

"Ah!~"

"what!"

Two screams rang out in quick succession!

The first scream came simultaneously from the man in black and the bodyguard who was hit by the ashtray. The second scream came from the bodyguard after An Xiaohai lunged forward, twisted his wrist, and took the gun from him.

At this moment, the man in black's hat was knocked off, and the scalp where he was hit by the ashtray was torn open, with blood gushing out.

With the pistol in hand, An Xiaohai didn't hesitate to shoot and kill the bodyguard who had been hit by the ashtray. Then he grabbed the man in black by the hair and slammed his head against the coffee table twice, instantly rendering the man in black unable to resist.

Another bodyguard, with a gun pointed at him by An Xiaohai, retreated to the corner in a panic.

As gunshots rang out in the private room, a commotion erupted in the corridor. Once An Xiaohai had brought the situation under control, the corridor quieted down considerably.

The savage opened the door and nodded at An Xiaohai.

"Kneel down!" An Xiaohai's face was ashen, his voice icy. The bodyguard knelt down with a thud, lying prostrate on the ground, not daring to raise his head again.

An Xiaohai grabbed the man in black's hair again and turned his face up. The man in black let out a painful groan. An Xiaohai raised his pistol and, along with the mask, forcefully shoved the muzzle into the man in black's mouth.

The man in black trembled, his dazed eyes immediately clearing. He looked at An Xiaohai in despair, making muffled sounds, but he dared not move an inch.

"Do you know why I did this to you?!" An Xiaohai asked through gritted teeth. His fierce expression, coupled with the deep scars on his face, made him look particularly ferocious.

The man in black was sweating profusely. He wanted to answer, but his mouth was stuffed with a mask and a gun barrel. He wanted to shake his head but didn't dare to move at all. Two large tears slid down his cheeks.

This guy, he cried...

"I'm messing with you because you had nothing better to do than mess with me. Say it again, are you Hongyan? Are you the fifth-generation leader of the Flying Bird Gang? Think it through before you speak!"

The man in black shook his head frantically, his whole body trembling.

"That's right. When doing business, you need to have the right attitude. Be sincere, and stop going on and on like this! Do you think I'm made of clay?!"

I'm sparing your life today not because you're handsome, nor because I'm in a good mood. I'm sparing your life so you can go back and tell your boss:

Starting tomorrow, we are officially at war. It's either you die or I live; there's no room for negotiation!

Leader? 50 billion? Are you out of your mind?! I don't care about this bullshit power you're giving me. If I want power, I'll take it myself!

Did you understand?!

The man in black nodded frantically, tears washing away the blood on his face, leaving two distinct marks.

"Hmph!" An Xiaohai snorted coldly, quickly removed the gun from his hand, wiped the marks off with his clothes, threw it on the ground, and then turned and left without hesitation.

The man in black immediately collapsed to the ground. Watching An Xiaohai disappear outside the door, he desperately tried to get up, but his legs were weak and he felt a warm sensation in his groin. He tried several times but failed.

The situation in the corridor was rather gruesome. Two members of the Flying Bird Gang lay on the ground, their fates unknown. The other six people, including two waiters, were crouching on the ground with their heads in their hands, all covered in blood.

The vulture was nowhere to be found, but An Xiaohai couldn't be bothered with him; he was just a nobody.

The savages were cleaning the blood off their bodies, unsure whether it was their own or someone else's.

An Xiaohai took a cigarette out of the savage's pocket, lit it, and glanced around.

There are only four private rooms in this area. Besides the one they were in, one was empty, and the guests in another were singing enthusiastically and didn't notice anything unusual in the corridor.

In the small window of the last private room, two pretty faces were squeezed together, staring intently at him.

An Xiaohai smiled slightly, while Chong Maixiaoyu and Xia Qing shook their heads almost imperceptibly. Then, An Xiaohai patted Yeren on the shoulder and walked towards the exit of the KTV.

An Xiaohai exhaled a puff of smoke and licked his lips.

Although the man in black acted quite convincingly, An Xiaohai was already certain when he first passed by him that he was definitely not Hongyan, much less the fifth-generation leader.

The man in black had a scent that An Xiaohai recognized very well. An Xiaohai had a very deep impression of this scent; he had smelled it on Jian Long and Wang Tiejun before—it was the smell of drugs.

As the fifth-generation leader of the Flying Bird Gang, or perhaps as Wild Goose, is it possible that he would personally come into contact with drugs? The chances are extremely small; is he possibly an addict? Even less likely.

The Flying Birds have a very distinct style of doing things: they will only sell drugs to others, and they will never, and cannot, touch their own important figures.

They fear both embezzlement and drug use leading to trouble.

Therefore, the man in black could only be a fake. That's why, when An Xiaohai saw that Mai Xiaoyu and the others had arrived, he immediately started singing to signal them not to make any rash moves.

Is there any chance for things to turn around? Will the real Wild Goose, or the fifth-generation leader of the Flying Bird Gang, appear?

An Xiaohai believes there is still a chance, and a turning point may come soon. An Xiaohai has already used drastic measures to corner them. If they hesitate any longer, things may get out of control.

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"Reporting to the director, the wind has risen above the lake, the wind has risen above the lake, he's alone... no, his men are following behind, but at some distance."

"What?! Are you sure? No one else is with you?" Xu Congzhou frowned.

"I'm sure, I saw it clearly, there was no one else following... the wind is almost blowing it away now."

Did he send any attack signals?

"No, he didn't make any move."

"Okay, continue to observe."

"yes!"

What happened? Did something go wrong? Xu Congzhou looked at the sky, which was completely dark and he couldn't see anything.

Xu Congzhou thought for a moment and forced himself to calm down.

073 should be watching this area from high altitude. Since it hasn't given any orders either, we can only continue to wait.

An Xiaohai didn't get into the extended Mercedes-Benz, but instead got into the driver's seat of the car behind it. He planned to drive himself to get rid of the frustration in his heart.

Just then, a person wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses suddenly walked slowly toward An Xiaohai's car.

The savages immediately became alert. An Xiaohai also noticed something was wrong and gave them a look, signaling them not to make any rash moves.

The man in the trench coat walked very steadily, but his posture was somewhat hunched, as if walking was a difficult task for him.

The man in black slowly walked to An Xiaohai's car, stood by the passenger side window, and gently tapped on the window glass with his finger.

Although he couldn't see the person's face, An Xiaohai's keen eyes noticed that under the person's black trench coat, there should be a uniform.

An Xiaohai gritted his teeth and pressed the car door switch.

The man in the trench coat moved aside, opened the passenger door, and slowly got in. After he was seated, he reached out and closed the door with some difficulty.

An Xiaohai heard him breathe softly.

An Xiaohai stared at the man in the trench coat's profile, his hand in his pocket tightening around his gun.

The man in the trench coat took several deep breaths before slowly taking off his hat, pulling his sunglasses up to his nose, and turning to smile slightly at An Xiaohai.

"I am Hongyan, are you satisfied now?" The man in the trench coat's voice was deep, hoarse, but full of magnetism.

I know you.

"Oh? I always thought you didn't recognize me. I remember I've never appeared in front of you before," the man in the trench coat said with a friendly smile.

"You have never appeared in front of me, but I have seen your photo in the lobby on the first floor of the No. 1 prison office building."

Your photo is on the first row, third one. Chung Chen, Warden Chung.

"Hehe..." Zhong Zhen chuckled wryly, "This Section Chief Yang is really bold, daring to bring just anyone into the office building..."

Actually, I was very opposed to displaying everyone's photos there, and I tried to stop it, but I failed. Their reason was that other organizations were doing the same thing.

It's all because of fame and fortune!

"That's right, Warden Zhong, or rather, Hongyan. What exactly do you want to tell me?"

"I wouldn't dare to offer advice. I'd like you to come with me, and I'll show you the world you're about to take over."

But you can go alone. Let the guys outside wander around the city. They're all kids from the mountains, and it's a shame they haven't had a chance to properly experience the city's vibrancy despite coming here several times.

What do you think of my suggestion?

"I think your suggestion is excellent. Warden Chung really cares about his subordinates."

An Xiaohai stretched his hand out of the window and waved to the savages. The savages immediately understood, got into another car, and soon started the car and drove slowly forward.

"Alright, let's go. It's getting late. I need to get home and rest before 10:00 PM, otherwise my body really won't be able to take it."

I'm getting old!

"Okay, where do we go?"

"Go to the place you know best."

"The First Prison?" An Xiaohai asked after thinking for a moment.

"You are a person of great wisdom!" Chung Chen smiled and nodded, then leaned back in her chair wearily and closed her eyes.