Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

Uncle Li,

Zhong Yuemin is concise and to the point.

"Please provide me with all the relevant information about Ning Wei and his team's mission, including the details of the operation, the personnel list, the infiltration route, and the coordinates of the last known location where they lost contact. I don't need the rest; I'll figure out how to get them myself."

"Leap People!"

Commander Li's tone became serious.

"That's the Golden Triangle, a no-man's-land where three countries meet. Warlords, drug traffickers, and bandits roam freely. The terrain is complex and extremely dangerous! Moreover, Ning Wei and his men may already be... Is it worth it for you to go there personally?"

"Worth it!"

Zhong Yuemin answered without the slightest hesitation.

“They are all soldiers I trained, my brothers from the ‘Old A’! Even if… even if they really sacrifice themselves, as the captain, even though I have already taken off my uniform, I have a responsibility… to bring their remains back and bury them in their hometown. I can’t let them… stay in that desolate wilderness in a foreign land, as lonely ghosts!”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Zhong Yuemin could hear Commander Li's heavy breathing. Finally, Commander Li sighed heavily, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness, understanding, and a touch of his former iron-willed heroism:

"...Okay! I'll organize the information as soon as possible and find a way to deliver it to you safely. Yuemin...as for reinforcements, I'm afraid that's difficult, after all, that's not China..."

"Uncle Li, we have enough information. I'll handle the rest myself."

"...Be careful in everything you do, and make sure you come back alive!"

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Li!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yuemin turned around. Ning Qun was staring at him expectantly, her face still wet with tears, and asked anxiously:

"Yuemin, you...you just said on the phone that you were going to the Golden Triangle?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded solemnly.

"This...this is too dangerous!"

Ning Qun instinctively objected, but more so with unease and guilt. "Yuemin, you've already retired. You have a family now. I can't let you take such a big risk because of Xiaowei. Besides... Xiaowei might already be..."

Ning Qun,

Zhong Yuemin interrupted him; his voice wasn't loud, but it was full of power.

“Ning Wei is your younger brother, that’s true, but I’ve long considered him my own brother, my soldier, one of my ‘Old A’ men. Even if he really sacrifices himself, I will bring his remains back so that his soul can return to his hometown. He can’t be left to rot in the wilderness in that godforsaken place!”

Hearing these words, Ning Qun's tears welled up again, and he wiped his face forcefully.

“Yuemin, if you’re going… you must take me with you. He’s my younger brother. As his older brother, I can’t hide behind. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t be a burden to you…”

"Row!"

Zhong Yuemin didn't hesitate for long, and patted him on the shoulder.

“Then let’s go together. Once Uncle Li sends over the detailed information, we’ll study it carefully. In the next couple of days, pack your things and be ready to leave at any time. Remember, don’t tell anyone about this yet.”

"Okay, I understand!"

Ning Qun nodded vigorously.

That afternoon, an encrypted document bag marked "Top Secret" was delivered to Zhong Yuemin through special channels.

He locked himself in his study and meticulously studied all the materials related to this "Golden Triangle decapitation operation":

The operation's code name, the target, Sawang, the number two figure in Khun Sa's group known as the "Drug King" who had been entrenched in the Golden Triangle for many years, the infiltration route map, the coordinates of the planned rendezvous point, satellite photos and terrain analysis of the last area where contact was lost... No detail was overlooked.

After reading it, he frowned.

That area is located in the heart of the Golden Triangle, with high mountains, dense forests, and crisscrossing rivers. It is a typical uninhabited tropical rainforest area and a "no man's land" where various armed forces are intertwined. The complexity and danger of the environment far exceed ordinary people's imagination.

Going there alone would definitely not work, so without any delay, he immediately picked up the phone and dialed the Hong Kong Island hotline.

"Zhu Long, it's me. It's urgent. Go find Xin Yi'an... and get it done immediately..."

On the same day, Stanley Prison, Hong Kong Island!

Footsteps echoed in the gloomy and oppressive corridors of the hardened criminal inmates' ward.

"Wu Xihao, someone's visiting! Come out!"

The prison guards' shouts rang out from outside the iron gate.

On the bed against the wall, a man with gray hair, a calm face, and a slight limp in his left leg slowly sat up. He was Wu Xihao, who once dominated the underworld in Hong Kong, Macau, and even Southeast Asia and was nicknamed "Crippled Ho".

He was sentenced to 30 years in prison for a sensational case that shocked Hong Kong many years ago, and has now spent a long time in the most secure section of Stanley Prison.

He silently stood up, limped, and followed the prison guard out of the cell, through a series of iron gates, and into the heavily guarded visiting room.

Through the thick bulletproof glass, Wu Xihao saw the people outside. One of them was someone he recognized, Xiang Huayang, the current leader of Xin Yi An. Beside him were two unfamiliar men, one burly with a calm gaze, and the other lean and reserved with a calm demeanor.

Wu Xihao sat down in the visiting chair, his gaze calmly sweeping over the three men before finally settling on Xiang Huayang. His voice was hoarse and flat.

"What a rare guest! Xiang Longtou is doing very well these days, what brings you to this old geezer?"

"Brother Hao, you're joking."

Xiang Huayang bowed slightly, adopting a very humble posture.

"Although you are in prison, your seniority and status in Hong Kong Island and even the entire Southeast Asian underworld are unshakeable. You will always be the 'Brother Hao' that we younger generations look up to..."

"okay,"

Wu Xihao waved his hand, interrupting the pleasantries, and asked directly,

"No need for flattery, just tell me what you need me for."

Xiang Huayang stepped aside and introduced:

"Brother Hao, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Zhu Long, and this is Mr. Zhou Changli. They are both... the bosses of Yuelong Group."

"Ok?"

Wu Xihao's brow twitched slightly. Although he was imprisoned, he was not isolated from the world. He had heard about some major news and power shifts in Hong Kong.

The Yue Lung Group has emerged as a rising star in recent years, spanning multiple sectors including real estate, shipping, and retail. With its formidable strength and impressive momentum, it is said to be on par with the four established families of Hong Kong Island.

Their wealth is comparable to that of a nation; this is no exaggeration.

No wonder Xiang Huayang, the dignified leader of the new council, personally accompanied him and respectfully introduced him.

He glanced at Zhu Long and Zhou Changli again, his tone remaining calm:

"What business do you two big bosses have with me, a prisoner?"

Zhu Long didn't beat around the bush; he got straight to the point in a low voice:

"Brother Hao, time is of the essence, so let's get straight to the point. Our big boss has a trusted brother who went missing and is trapped in the Golden Triangle while on a mission. His fate is unknown, and he urgently needs rescue."

You know the situation there best. It's complex, with various factions vying for power. It's difficult to get things done when you're unfamiliar with the area. We know that you, Brother Hao, were a frequent visitor there back in the day; you have extensive connections and deep relationships.

So we'd like to ask you, Brother Hao, to help us make a connection or point us in the right direction. Money is not an issue; just name your price, and we'll do our best to meet it.