There must be something wrong with me

That night.

After Xiaoxu left the restaurant, he really went back to get the car and fetch the money.

His home was right next door to Big Uncle’s house.

After getting the money, he drove the car.

And took a homemade gun from the house.

At three in the morning.

Xiaoxu headed back to the restaurant.

The big guy with him was sweating on his forehead.

’I finally understand how Brother Xu got tricked into addiction.’

The big guy was speechless and glanced at Xiaoxu, who was glowing in the passenger seat, ’The exact background of that boss Zhang hasn’t been figured out, yet Brother Xu trusts him so easily?

Does he even want to follow him to the border?

He thought to himself and finally advised,

"Brother Xu, I know that along the way, no matter what I say, you won’t listen, and I also know I can’t stop you.

But can we wait a bit? Like, check out more about that chef Zhang’s background."

"What’s there to check?" Xiaoxu said puzzled, "I asked the police station, and Boss Zhang used to be an honest person.

Big Uncle also said that Boss Zhang did such things because he was forced by Er Gui.

So I think Zhang is definitely a good person!"

Xiaoxu was adamant, very sure.

Of course, you have to ignore his constant sniffing.

It was obvious he wasn’t trusting Zhang Feng, he just wanted to go to the border.

"..." The big guy saw Brother Xu’s craving for ’border powder’ and knew he couldn’t be persuaded.

"Are you going to report me?" Xiaoxu suddenly looked nervously at the big guy, "I thought of you as a brother!"

"Uh." The big guy slammed the brakes, glanced at Xiaoxu full of pleading, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I won’t tell my dad.

But I’m going with you so at least we’ll have each other’s back."

The big guy chose brotherhood over right and wrong.

Because the big guy was only seventeen, just looked mature.

...

Three days later, in the morning.

In the small house by the Kowloon Walled City.

"Where did those two brats go?"

Big Uncle paced anxiously in the yard, filled with worry.

Click-clack—

At this moment, a burly man with a scarred face rushed in, and upon seeing the anxious Big Uncle, he immediately stopped at the courtyard,

"Uncle, I’m back."

"Oh." Hearing the voice, Big Uncle calmed down a bit and asked, "Any news? Did you find the car? Did they go play somewhere? Or did they do something wrong and got caught by someone?

How come they haven’t been seen for three days?"

"Found the car." The scarred face quickly replied and pointed south,

"Someone saw their car near the ferry, but the car was empty.

I asked the snakehead in charge of smuggling there, three people went to the border the night before, and one of them looked a lot like Xiaoxu, sniffing a lot.

I guess Xiaoxu and the others probably went to the border."

"The border? Three people?" Big Uncle’s heart sank.

If they really went to the border, he really didn’t have a good way to handle it.

Now he could only pray the snakehead was wrong.

Or that the extra person was a tough guy from their group.

"Are we missing any brothers?" Big Uncle then asked, "Gangzi hasn’t been here these days, did he go with them?"

Gangzi was a ’Double Flower Red Pole’ in the Walled City.

"No." The scarred face shook his head, "Gangzi is doing business outside, I contacted him this morning, it’s not him.

The one with Xiaoxu and the young master should be an outsider."

"An outsider..." Big Uncle felt an ominous premonition, "What about the ferryman? The ferryman should have escorted them along the way, he should remember? Who was that person? What does he look like?"

"The snakehead said the ferryman will only be back next month." The scarred face shook his head, "We can’t get more information."

"Next month?" Big Uncle was dazed for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Can’t wait that long! Contact Bald Cypress on the border now to help find them, no matter the cost!"

Bald Cypress was a small leader on the triangular border, with some influence.

He was also the only boss from the triangle Big Uncle knew.

Because Big Uncle didn’t deal in border goods.

Meanwhile, Big Uncle instructed, "If Bald Cypress can’t find them, visit other contacts on the river, some of them smuggle drugs and know many people on the border." frёeωebɳovel.com

...

Twelve days later.

After a series of official checks evasion processes.

This afternoon.

Zhang Feng led Xiaoxu and the big guy to the border city he remembered.

The moment they arrived here.

Although Zhang Feng saw that the city’s appearance was different from the underworld, he felt an old sense of familiarity.

He looked again at some of the local thugs on the road.

Their eyes, which seemed to wish to stab someone, added to this feeling of familiarity.

’This side still has its wild ways.’

Zhang Feng thought joyfully, as if he was back to his former ’Feng undercover’ days.

But the big guy and Xiaoxu felt a bit timid, feeling that everyone around was looking at them as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Because compared to the ’plain attire’ of the locals.

Xiaoxu and the big guy’s ’trendy Hong Kong style’, even after being worn and old during hiding, still stood out.

"Boss Zhang..." Xiaoxu, feeling a bit scared, asked Zhang Feng, "Where are we going? Where’s the person you know?"

On the way, whenever he asked, Zhang Feng always said they’d find out when they got there.

And now, they’ve arrived.

"Let’s take a look around."

Zhang Feng’s first goal was the ’former nightclub’.

Because this was relatively easy to find.

But the current roads were different from the ones in his memory.

Zhang Feng took a few steps, lost, and finally looked at a passing thug, then shouted in the local dialect, "Little brother, do you know where Lang Street is?"

Zhang Feng didn’t know the current name of the place, he could only mention the name from more than ten years ago.

"Lang Street? What are you up to?" The thug glanced at the amiable Zhang Feng, then at the restrained big guy and Xiaoxu, "What are you doing there? Where are you from?"

’It actually exists?’ Zhang Feng was delighted inside, feeling it would be easy to find.

But as the thug questioned, some nearby people also turned their gaze.

But that was purely sizing up strangers, with little other intent.

Still, Xiaoxu and the big guy felt anxious, involuntarily moving closer to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was used to it, handing the thug a pack of cigarettes, "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t, just enjoy the smoke."

"Is that all I get?" The thug hung onto Zhang Feng, taking the cigarette while saying, "You haven’t said where you’re from yet?"

Zhang Feng didn’t want to chat much, so he casually said, "I came from the mountains, looking for someone."

’Is he from the settlement? Is he here to collect drug debts?’ The thug’s originally fierce eyes seemed to clear up a lot upon suspecting the person across was a debt collector from the mountains.

And he handed the cigarettes back to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng pushed the cigarettes back, "When I give something, it’s yours, take it."

"Thank you, boss..." He thanked and pointed south, "Lang Street is over there, the fifth street from here."

After saying this, he dashed away.

Not only him, but nearby pedestrians also hurried off.

Because they didn’t know which settlement Zhang Feng was from.

Some settlements were decent. Others, hardly anyone was good.

Zhang Feng glanced around and headed in the direction indicated by the thug.

"Boss Zhang..." Xiaoxu followed a few steps but asked, "Are you really from the settlement? No way?"

"Can you understand the language here?" Zhang Feng looked at him sideways.

"I know a little..." Xiaoxu admitted, "Someone from here plays over there; he taught me some."

"Hmm." Zhang Feng nodded, then said, "I’m not from the settlement, I bluffed him."

"You tricked him?" Xiaoxu was taken aback and said, "What if someone spreads rumors about you pretending to be from the settlement, what then?"

"Easy." Zhang Feng said directly, "Where’s the gun?"