Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 715 - 715 704 Begin to Rectify Teng Huayang


715: Chapter 704: Begin to Rectify Teng Huayang 715: Chapter 704: Begin to Rectify Teng Huayang “Finally arrived,”


At Zhonghai High-speed Rail Station, Teng Huayang, accompanied by Teng Dong, stepped into Zhonghai territory, surveying his surroundings with anticipatory eyes.


“Should we visit that Ning Fan today, or should we rest for a night first?”


Teng Huayang turned to ask Teng Dong.


Having finally arrived in Zhonghai, upon entering its domain, Teng Huayang immediately perked up, finally feeling energized.


In Jiangcheng, he had grown too bored, constantly dealing with members of the Shangguan Family; only after coming to Zhonghai did he feel as if he had truly left home.


“Young master, shall we not first gather some intelligence?”


Teng Dong replied with a wry smile, considering they had not yet ascertained Ning Fan’s actual situation and were planning to seek him out directly, which seemed too risky.


In Teng Dong’s opinion, after arriving in Zhonghai, they should be acting covertly; Teng Huayang’s approach was much too high-profile.


Upon hearing this, Teng Huayang’s expression soured, his eyebrows furrowing, he snorted coldly, “Is that not possible?


Or are you saying you’re scared?”


Being timid was not in Teng Huayang’s nature; besides, he had come to Zhonghai especially for Ning Fan, and now Teng Dong was telling him it wasn’t possible?


However, Teng Huayang wasn’t entirely unreasonable; he would be inflexible with others, but he would still consider some of Teng Dong’s words.


But that didn’t stop the annoyance — stopped by Teng Dong, but still feeling irked.


“Have you arranged the hotel?”


Since they still had to observe from the shadows, Teng Huayang figured it may as well be dropped for now, and with the sky darkening, resting for the evening seemed reasonable.


Seeing Teng Huayang heeding his advice this time, Teng Dong let out a sigh of relief, “It’s all arranged; someone should be here to pick us up.”


No sooner had he spoken, a Bentley appeared in front of them, the hotel-arranged vehicle arriving as if on cue.


“Young master,”


With due respect, Teng Dong opened the car door for Teng Huayang, and after both were in, they drove off towards the Zhonghai International Hotel.


En route, Teng Dong kept eyeing the driver, and just as they were getting ahead, he suddenly asked, “What did you used to do?”


“Uh?”


The driver was taken aback, caught off guard, not understanding why Teng Dong was suddenly questioning him.


With a cold gaze settling on the driver, his body stiffened significantly, turning his head, he replied somewhat fearfully, “I…


sir, what do you mean by that?”


“I advise you to be honest.”


Teng Dong furrowed his brow, clearly sensing something off about the driver — an aura that only those who had taken lives could possess, which couldn’t be hidden.


The driver swallowed nervously, cautiously explaining, “I used to run in the underworld, worked under Zi Hongyu, you know him, right?


From the Six Fan Gate of the West District in East Sea!”


Having said that, the driver dared not speak any further.


However, after hearing the driver’s explanation, Teng Dong didn’t withdraw his gaze, but kept scrutinizing the man as if trying to see right through him.


“Teng Dong, aren’t you being too sensitive?”


Teng Huayang said impatiently.


He didn’t believe there was anything wrong with the driver.


After all, he was only a man who had taken a few lives, and having been in the underworld, it was normal to have blood on one’s hands.


“Young master, better safe than sorry,”


Although he didn’t recognize Zi Hongyu, Teng Dong maintained the necessary vigilance since this wasn’t Zang City or Jiangcheng but Zhonghai instead.


In unfamiliar territory, one could inevitably encounter some trouble.


“Since you’ve run in the underworld, don’t you understand that you shouldn’t look at things you’re not supposed to see?”


Teng Dong had noticed earlier that the driver kept glancing at them through the rearview mirror, which was why he became suspicious of the driver.


The driver let out a bitter laugh, cursing his bad luck inwardly.


He had merely looked at them out of curiosity, after all, having been a part of the underworld, he could tell that Teng Huayang and Teng Dong were no ordinary men.


“Sir, I really didn’t have any other intentions!”


“I’ll give you another chance.”


“No, look at my leg!”


The driver promptly stopped the car and pulled up his pant leg, revealing his right leg’s prosthetic limb.


“I’m just a cripple now, and all I can do is drive for people!”


After losing a leg, the driver had retired from the underworld and used his minor connections to get a job as a private chauffeur, while still being listed with Six Fan Gate.


Teng Dong, seeing the driver sweating profusely and looking anxious, now believed that the guy had no ulterior motives.


“Keep driving.”


“Yes, yes, yes!”


Upon hearing these words, the driver, as if pardoned, breathed a sigh of relief and sped up back to the hotel.


The driver, cursing his bad luck inwardly, just wanted to quickly get rid of the two calamities.


This subconscious act of his probably saved his life.


About ten minutes later, after they arrived at the hotel, the driver hurriedly opened the door, “Gentlemen, we’re here.”


“Young master.”


“Let’s go, I’m quite tired too.”


Teng Huayang rubbed his eyes and got out of the car first, while Teng Dong took out five red banknotes and handed them to the driver.


“No need, no need, I know the rules!”


Where would the driver dare to take the money, but Teng Dong’s gaze became threatening.


It seemed that accepting this hush money was essential, and the driver, swallowing nervously, took the banknotes handed over by Teng Dong.


“Travel safely!”


After respectfully seeing Teng Dong out of the car, the driver slumped back in his seat, wiped sweat from his brow, and thought to himself what kind of people they were, considering how unlucky he was to encounter a grim reaper today.


“Better knock off early today…”


Muttering to himself, the driver’s cellphone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.


He took out his phone and saw a slightly familiar number without a saved contact.


He immediately perked up; that number, after confirming the last few digits, was undoubtedly an internal Six Fan Gate number.


He quickly opened the message.


“Citywide search for these two men—”


Below were two photos, and as the driver looked further down, he gasped in shock.


“My goodness, is today my unlucky day, or is it my lucky day?!”


Weren’t those two photos precisely those of Teng Huayang and Teng Dong?


Though he was just listed with Six Fan Gate, the driver counted as one of their informants in Zhonghai.


Like him, there were many others, and relying on this status, he could receive quite a substantial monthly compensation.


Licking his somewhat dry lips, the driver’s eyes flickered with hesitation.


He looked at the five banknotes in his hand, and after a couple of seconds, he threw them out of the window.


If it weren’t for this message, he would have kept the money, but now, it seemed ominous.


The driver didn’t dare to be greedy, even if just for mental comfort.


Besides, the reward afterward would be much more.


So, after driving off, the driver immediately dialed a number.