After saying this, Ryuzaki suddenly loosened his grip.
Yuecheng Zhengdao collapsed like a bag of garbage that had lost its support.
"Cough! Cough cough cough..."
Yuecheng Zhengdao slumped onto the cold floor in a disheveled state, clutching his neck tightly with both hands, desperately opening his mouth to greedily inhale the air.
The intense feeling of suffocation and fear of impending death caused by lack of oxygen was slightly relieved as fresh air rushed in.
After regaining his senses, the chilling words that Ryuzaki Makoto had just spoken instantly echoed in his mind.
What this young man just meant was... that he killed Sato?
If that's the case, then his extraordinary promotion from a small group leader to his current position must have been orchestrated by him behind the scenes!
At this moment, Ryuzaki's face had lost all its fierceness. Instead, he bent down, revealing an extremely concerned expression, and reached out to help him up.
"Brother Yuecheng, how could you be so careless as to fall on the ground? The floor is cold, get up quickly, we still have important things to talk about."
Seeing Ryuzaki Makoto's face change instantly, his smile becoming as warm as a spring breeze, a chill ran down Tsukishiro Masamichi's spine.
He sensed that the ever-smiling young man before him was shrouded in an unfathomable shadow.
Or perhaps this young man is the shadow itself.
With his wife and children at home, if this young man were to do something to his family in the future, would he really be able to resist?
The answer is obvious.
Ryuzaki Makoto's smile widened as he looked at Tsukishiro Masamichi, whose expression was constantly changing and whose eyes were filled with fear.
"Do you know? 'Moon City Righteous Path' is not a person, but a title, a position, a partner who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me."
"Even if one Moon City Righteous Path is gone, another Moon City Righteous Path will emerge."
Do you understand what I mean?
After saying this, Ryuzaki Makoto slowly stood up and elegantly adjusted the collar of his expensive suit.
He turned to leave.
When Ryuzaki Makoto reached the doorway, he suddenly paused. Without turning around, he said casually.
"Don't do anything bad that would ruin the friendship we've just built."
"If I'm unhappy, I guarantee someone will die a horrible death."
"See you tomorrow night."
After saying this, Ryuzaki Makoto pushed open the door, faced the blood-red sunset outside the window, and strode away.
Only Yuecheng Zhengdao remained, slumped on the ground, his body drenched in cold sweat.
...
The following night.
Container terminal.
Under the blinding searchlights, the massive gantry crane moved slowly, emitting a deep roar. One after another, heavy containers were lifted precisely from an ocean-going cargo ship like building blocks and then steadily placed on trailers at the dock.
The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, blew by, stirring up some dust from the ground.
Generally speaking, when cargo ships that arrive at port late at night are unloading, a team of customs officers will be present, holding a list, to randomly check, verify, and register each unloaded container.
This is the rule, and also the procedure.
But today, there were only five figures in customs uniforms standing in the shadows, silently watching everything. The leader was none other than Yuecheng Zhengdao.
A subordinate named A-Qiang approached Yuecheng Zhengdao and asked in a low voice with some hesitation.
"Big brother, are we... really going to come to this?"
The four people behind Yuecheng Zhengdao were all his old partners who had been with him for more than ten years.
After Ryuzaki Makoto left yesterday, Tsukishiro Masamichi thought about it all night and finally told them his plans.
That's right, rather than figuring it out, it's more accurate to say I'm scared.
Moreover, he developed an irrepressible longing for the life of the wealthy, who could spend money like water and decide life and death with a single word.
In the end, I decided to do it!
Yuecheng Zhengdao glanced at the four old buddies behind him, whose eyes were equally complicated, and slowly took out a thick brown paper bag from his pocket, stuffing it into Aqiang's hand without saying a word.
"Ah Qiang, your son is taking the college entrance exam this year, right? I heard his grades are good enough for him to study abroad? Isn't that what's been bothering you lately? Take this money, don't let your child's future be ruined."
Ah Qiang subconsciously squeezed the thickness of the kraft paper bag; it felt heavy in his hand, and judging by the feel, it was worth at least a million.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and the hesitation in his eyes was instantly replaced by greed. With a gritted tooth, he still tucked the paper bag tightly into his chest.
"Damn it, let's do it! Anyway, this son of a bitch government is really mean to us low-level folks. Sometimes our salaries are delayed by half a month. Why do those high-ranking officials get raises every year?"
A smile appeared on Yuecheng Zhengdao's face. He then took out three more paper bags and handed them to the other employees.
"Old buddies, if we really have to talk about right and wrong, we were wrong, but my conscience tells me I've done right by the twenty years I've spent diligently guarding the dock! We all have families, wives and children to support!"
"Those high-ranking officials live in mansions on the mountaintop and drive fancy cars. How could they know our suffering? Are we, in this era, destined to struggle at the bottom and make our wives, children and parents suffer with us?"
After hearing Yuecheng Zhengdao's words, the others gripped the paper bags in their hands even tighter.
These words from Yuecheng Zhengdao were less meant for his old buddies and more for himself, giving himself a plausible excuse.
"Once we embark on this path, there's no turning back! But I don't want to turn back either!" His voice suddenly rose, carrying a resolute determination, "I promise you, I will lead my brothers to climb higher and higher!"
"Slap, slap, slap..."
Just then, a crisp clapping sound suddenly rang out from the shadows cast by the stacked containers.
Yuecheng Zhengdao froze, instantly becoming alert, and turned around sharply to look.
A familiar voice, accompanied by footsteps, approached from afar.
"Brother is right. In the future, we will make money together and enjoy happiness together. Also, brother, don't worry, I, Ryuzaki Makoto, have always been very low-key and will never cause you any trouble."
"As long as everyone works together happily, it's not impossible for me to take the position of Commissioner of the Port Police Station. I can handle all of this."
Hearing Ryuzaki Mana's relaxed words, Tsukishiro Masamichi took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"Ryuzaki-kun is right. From now on, we brothers will all rely on Ryuzaki-kun for support."
Ryuzaki Makoto waved his hand, walked over to him, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Alright, enough with the pleasantries. My men are waiting outside. Send someone to bring them in."
Yuecheng Zhengdao immediately gave his old friend behind him a wink.
Ah Qiang nodded knowingly and quickly walked towards the entrance of the dock.
Three minutes later, three black heavy trucks, accompanied by an elegant and imposing black Mercedes-Benz 560 SEC coupe, slowly drove into the cleared work area.
The car door opened, and a young man in an expensive suit, with a beaming smile, stepped out of the car. It was Li.
"Ryuzaki-kun! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! You handled such a huge situation all by yourself!"