Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 207: Need help, sir?The Eighth Oath of Hongmen!
"Brother God."

Wu Zhihui looked at Ren Qingtian with a smile: "I'm not late."

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui who was covered in blood with a complicated expression, his eyes gradually turned red, and he nodded vigorously.

Not long ago, Wu Zhihui, who he had watched grow up step by step from youth to now, appeared in front of him like a bloody war god, slashing a bloody path with his sword, just for Ren Qingtian's sake. Life.

"bang"

Wu Zhihui swung the knife with his right hand, and the blood-stained short knife was deeply embedded in the dining table next to him, and the blade made a little trembling sound.

He pulled out the stool and sat down, stretched his legs, took out a crumpled cigarette box from his pocket, lit one, squinted his eyes and took a heavy drag, and the blood on his hands soaked the cigarette. .

Blue smoke stretched out in a line in front of him.

He shook the cigarette in his hand, raised his eyes slightly and looked sharply, and glanced coldly at the horses surrounding him: "Fuck you, just a few people want to kill me?!"

Ma Zai unconsciously took two steps back.

"call"

Superintendent Zeng frowned and looked at Wu Zhihui sitting directly in front of him. His brows couldn't help but wrinkled and his breathing became heavier.

Wang Bao's expression also darkened.

He knew exactly how many gangsters Feilong had arranged in the garage downstairs. The seven swordsmen in the elevator were among the best. With so many people in a small elevator, Wu Zhihui could not be killed? !
Feilong himself opened his mouth slightly with an expression of disbelief.

In such a small car, seven people swarmed up and stabbed Wu Zhihui to death. How could they let him come out standing?
Feilong's Adam's apple twitched, and he felt an inexplicable dryness, and his eyes towards Wu Zhihui were a little more fearful.

outside.

There was a loud sound of footsteps.

Abu appeared at the door of the tea restaurant with a short knife and four handsome boys covered in blood.

There were about ten people in the group, but only a few of them came up.

"Brother Hui, the people in the garage have taken care of it!"

Abu clutched the curled dagger. Although there were several stab wounds on his body, he still stood on the spot with his back upright and said loudly, "Let's come up and take Brother Tian back home!"

"Take Brother Tian home!"

The remaining four handsome boys roared loudly, their eyes widening and full of ferocity.

a time.

In the tea restaurant, with their appearance, there was a brief silence.

Quiet.

No one spoke.

"call"

Wu Zhihui exhaled the smoke, took off his blood-stained Rolex watch and placed it on the table in front of him. The stainless steel chain supported the watch, showing the moving second hand under the dial.

He looked at the dial and murmured: "As the saying goes, sooner or later, people who come out to mess around will have to pay back, especially those who are unfaithful and unjust."

"Flying Dragon!"

He held a cigarette between his fingers and looked at Feilong sideways: "You are disloyal and unjust, colluding with outsiders to try to kill your boss, are you talking about this?!"

"Yes, so what?!"

Feilong gritted his teeth, stared at Wu Zhihui and replied in a stiff tone: "Times are developing and everyone is making progress. What's the use of following an old antique like Ren Qingtian?"

"With such a good land, you don't want to sell pills and just want to do business? Then what are you doing out there? You can just go back to the countryside and farm."

The matter is over, there is no turning back when the bow is fired, even if Wu Zhihui is strong enough, but so what? !

Tonight, Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian must be dealt with.

"I think Feilong is right."

Wang Bao took a step forward, and having reached this point, of course he would not let go: "Those who don't know how to adapt will be eliminated by this society sooner or later."

He must stand up to support Feilong.

"Shut up!"

Wu Zhihui shouted angrily, pointed at Wang Bao with the finger holding the cigarette, and said with sharp eyes: "Do you have the right to speak about our family affairs?!"

"Why can't I speak?!"

Wang Bao was not timid at all and sneered: "When I came out to hang out, I didn't know where I was working as a parking boy."

He took another step forward and turned to look at Superintendent Zeng who was sitting in his seat: "This is Superintendent Zeng. Tonight, we have asked Ren Qingtian to come out for a discussion, and we gave him a chance."

"But, people like Ren Qingtian are too crazy and don't know how to adapt, so it developed like this. We don't want to make things too ugly."

"Shut up!"

Wu Zhihui's fingers holding the cigarette tapped heavily on the table, full of momentum: "Let me ask you, are you, Wang Bao, going to interfere in tonight's matter?"

"Originally I didn't want to participate."

Wang Bao did not directly answer this question: "But I have business cooperation with Feilong, and his affairs are my affairs."

"what"

When Wu Zhihui heard this, he nodded in realization: "Business? What kind of bullshit business? If you want to, just get involved. If there's anything you don't dare to admit, you can."

He looked at Wang Bao coldly: "It seems that blood is going to spill on the streets between you and me."

"presumptuous!"

Wang Bao's eyes widened and he scolded Wu Zhihui: "Wu Zhihui, how brave are you, how dare you openly expose me to blood in front of a senior police officer like Superintendent Zeng?"

"I think you don't take Superintendent Zeng seriously at all!"

"I'll ask you one last time."

Wu Zhihui ignored him at all, stood up from his seat, pointed at Wang Bao and said, "Are you going to interfere in our affairs?!"

"Yes!"

Wang Bao answered sonorously and looked at Wu Zhihui with his chin slightly raised: "How?!"

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui grinned, put the cigarette into his mouth and took a heavy drag. The thick smoke enveloped him, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Suddenly.

Wu Zhihui held the cigarette butt, pinched his thumb with his middle finger and ejected it hard. The cigarette butt flew towards Wang Bao's face: "Then die!"

Wang Bao subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it.

That is at this moment.

Wu Zhihui touched his waist with his right hand, picked up the sharp fish scraper, and flew directly towards Wang Bao, the whole movement done in one go.

"call out"

The fish scraper flew through the air quickly, making a little sound of breaking the wind.

"!"

Wang Bao had just avoided the cigarette butt when he saw the fish scraper flying towards him. His eyes shrank and he suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot. His whole body turned sideways and rolled in the air.

Although Wang Bao is fat and bulky, he is extremely flexible in his movements. He is like a flexible fat man. He rolled in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

"綶"

The fish scraper passed by Wang Bao, passed through where Wang Bao originally stood, and pierced directly into the screen behind him. It penetrated deeply, and the end trembled uncontrollably, making waves of trembling sounds.

Wang Bao steadied his body and looked at the fish scraper embedded a few centimeters deep into the screen in disbelief. He turned around and looked at Wu Zhihui with fear in his eyes.

There was a tingling sensation at the corner of his mouth.

There was already a one-centimeter wound on his upper lip.

Blood flowed out, running down his upper lip, dripping and splashing on the white floor, like plum blossoms in the snow.

Fangcai.

If he hadn't been equally agile and reacted quickly to dodge in a short period of time, or if Wu Zhihui's arm was not injured, it would definitely not be as simple as losing his appearance.

This flying knife must pierce directly into his neck.

Terrible!

Wu Zhihui was also a little surprised at this time.

Wang Bao's skills were even more powerful than he imagined. A fat man like this could quickly react and dodge in a short time, which was more powerful than ordinary people.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

The policeman next to him also realized it later and was surprised for several seconds. Then he took out the .[-] from his waist and pointed it directly at Wu Zhihui.

"Wang Bao!"

Wu Zhihui ignored these police officers and stared at Wang Bao coldly: "You said, you show up here tonight, your territory, who has anything to say at night?!"

His voice was raised several points: "I suggest you make a call now and ask how business is doing in your area tonight."

"Ok?"

When Wang Bao heard Wu Zhihui's words, his whole expression was stunned, and he suddenly realized it belatedly.

Immediately.

He picked up the phone and called his confidant directly, but no one answered the call.

No one answered for a long time, and until the phone automatically hung up, there was still no answer.

At this moment.

Wang Bao's territory has been in chaos for a long time, and his core market has already been in chaos. Aji arrived with five NO.60 horses and started fighting directly, and the van crashed into the nightclub on the street.

Ma Zai, who was in charge of watching the market, heard the commotion and rushed out. The two sides immediately fell into a melee. Ah Ji was extremely conspicuous in the crowd, and Wang Bao's people couldn't resist him at all.

It’s not just Wang Bao here.

at this time.

The same is true for Feilong's territory. Big D wielded a big hammer and wielded the tiger in the wind. The horses under his hands became braver one by one, and directly pushed Feilong's base camp across the board.

"Wu Zhihui!"

Wang Bao's expression changed and he became completely angry, and he growled at Wu Zhihui: "You are looking for death, how dare you try to invade my territory!"

He never expected that Wu Zhihui would dare to enter his territory and perform a desperate act.

"So what if I hit you?"

Wu Zhihui said sonorously and forcefully: "You are the one I'm going to hit! If I can hit you once, I can hit you a second time until you fall off the street!"

"Hem home shovel!"

Wang Bao cursed in a low voice, turned to look at Superintendent Zeng, and signaled Superintendent Zeng with his eyes to directly order Wu Zhihui to be shot to death.

only.

Superintendent Zeng did not give him any feedback and did not give any orders.

He is also calculating.

The situation on the scene was different from my script.

original.

According to his plan, if he could reach an agreement with Ren Qingtian, then he would do so. If he couldn't, then he would kill Ren Qingtian. Wu Zhihui was also a link that needed to be resolved.

but.

They didn't get rid of Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui walked out of the elevator alive. The problem was not big. Just kill him.

but.

They didn't get rid of the remaining horse boys under the garage. Five more people came up. Should they shoot them all to death?

It's not impossible, it's just a group of dwarf mules. They can do this tonight in this posture.

only.

According to Superintendent Zeng’s own intelligence, it seems that Ren Qingtian has someone to support him in the police force. What is his level and position?Superintendent Zeng didn't know this.

If the position is too high and used in this matter, Wu Zhihui's horses are already very united. If he takes advantage of these short mules a little bit, it is likely to create a new uncontrollable situation.

and so.

Superintendent Zeng was hesitating, thinking about what to do to maximize benefits, and whether Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian could be killed directly.

"Sir Zeng!"

Wang Bao was anxious and urged again: "Tonight is the best opportunity!"

Just then.

Footsteps sounded again outside, and Superintendent Xu appeared with someone.

At a glance, he saw Wu Zhihui, whose white shirt was stained with blood. The wound on his arm was very conspicuous, and his expression was obviously stunned.

But even so, Wu Zhihui still stood straight and steady, full of aura.

Superintendent Xu pushed past Abu who was blocking him, and stepped in. His eyes slowly swept across the people in the tea restaurant, and finally landed on Superintendent Zeng, with a surprised expression.

"Haha...Old Zeng, why are you here tonight?"

Superintendent Xu chuckled lightly, and came directly to Superintendent Zeng. He gestured to the policeman with a gun next to him with his lips raised: "What? They just drew their guns? Can they shoot?"

He asked and answered himself, and then added: "If I remember correctly, it seems that you have no right to shoot, right?"

"Ha ha."

Superintendent Zeng chuckled lightly and glanced at Superintendent Xu: "Old Xu, it seems that I still have to learn the police regulations from you. I don't notice it at ordinary times. I am not showy."

There was something in his words, a pun.

Seeing Superintendent Xu appear here, Superintendent Zeng never thought that Ren Qingtian could actually get in touch with Superintendent Xu from the Chinese faction? !
Superintendent Zeng waved his hand: "Put the gun away."

"Each each other."

Superintendent Xu still had a smile on his face. He touched the cigarettes placed in front of Superintendent Zeng and lit one for himself: "I didn't expect that. I always thought that you, Old Zeng, were for theater. I didn't expect that you also It’s not just about watching a show.”

The dialogue between the two has something to say.

If I remember correctly, Superintendent Zeng belongs to Cai Yuanqi.

As a local faction, Cai Yuanqi has never had much contact with the Chinese faction, and he has never been a ghost guy. Why did Cai Yuanqi suddenly directly intervene in this matter?

It was obvious that he was helping the ghost guy.

"Old Zeng."

Superintendent Xu puffed on his cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke: "What are you doing here at this late hour?"

"It's not like someone called the police. I just happened to be passing by and came here."

Superintendent Zeng made an understatement and asked: "Old Xu, you are quite leisurely. You showed up here with someone late at night."

"Coincidentally, I also received the alarm. In line with the concept of serving the citizens, I rushed over immediately. It seems that I came just in time."

Superintendent Xu responded with a smile, then turned to look at Wang Bao, whose skin was curled up and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He stared at him with squinted eyes for several seconds and sneered: "Friend, you look like you are injured. ?”

"Is there anything you want to complain about? Do you need me to call a taxi for you?"

Although Wang Bao didn't know Superintendent Xu, looking at Superintendent Zeng's attitude, he knew that Superintendent Xu's position was not low either. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "No!"

"No? Well, if you need anything, you can tell me."

Superintendent Xu raised his hand and patted Wang Bao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't wander around at night if you have nothing to do. Look, did you hit your mouth?!"

Wang Bao turned his head away from Superintendent Xu.

"look at me!"

Superintendent Xu's tone became colder and he scolded, saying word by word: "Tell me, did you hear it?"

He directly called Wang Bao's name: "Your name is Wang Bao, right?!"

Wang Bao clenched his molars, and his cheek muscles moved visibly. He looked at Superintendent Xu, twitched the corners of his mouth, and shouted loudly: "I know, sir!"

"Well, that's right."

Superintendent Xu nodded with satisfaction and gestured to the door with his lips raised: "Go back early if you know."

"By the way, I just heard someone say that there seems to be something wrong over there. There is a fight, the situation is very chaotic, and there is no business to be done. You should go back and take a look at the situation. It's too late, and I guarantee that the territory will be lost. .”

"Thanks for the reminder, sir!"

Wang Bao gritted his teeth and growled, took a deep look at Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian, and stepped away directly.

Superintendent Zeng glanced at Superintendent Xu with a cold face, his lips moved and he did not curse: "The Yan family shovel!"

Things have developed to this point, and it is definitely impossible to continue. He gritted his teeth and pressed on the table and stood up.

"Pretty boy!"

Superintendent Zeng walked up to Wu Zhihui and stared coldly at Wu Zhihui, who was covered in blood: "You are quite capable. You can still stand so steadily even if you are injured?!"

"Thank you for your concern, sir!"

Wu Zhihui's voice was loud and clear, and he said coldly: "I am determined, sir!"

"A tough life? Yes, indeed."

Superintendent Zeng snorted coldly: "What caused the injury on your body? Is there anything you need sir to help you with? Do you need me to call a white car for you?!"

What Superintendent Zeng said was exactly the same as what Superintendent Xu said. This was a rivalry between him and Superintendent Xu.

"no!"

Wu Zhihui replied with a firm tone: "I can handle my own affairs myself!"

"Okay, there is a kind."

Superintendent Zeng sneered coldly, looked at Ren Qingtian, and pointed at him: "At dawn, I want to see the people related to this matter surrender at the police station. Don't ask questions about you."

"Close the team!"

He scolded him angrily, and left the scene with his people.

"Sir!"

Feilong looked at Wang Bao and Superintendent Zeng who were leaving one after another. He immediately panicked and chased forward two steps, but was stopped by the police: "Sir Zeng, Sir Zeng, me, and I, I want to Surrender, I want to apply for police protection!”

Both Wang Bao and Superintendent Zeng ran away, could he escape? !

Superintendent Zeng didn't even look back at Feilong, and left with his people.

"Since everyone has nothing to complain about, I'm leaving."

Superintendent Xu glanced around: "Close the team!" He took his own people and left.

"Sir, me, and me!"

Feilong yelled and tried to follow them, but no one heard him. He tried to rush out, but was kicked back by Abu who was blocking the door.

Feilong rolled twice on the ground, knocked down on the dining table, then quickly rolled on the spot to straighten his body, and came to Ren Qingtian with a rolling and crawling look on his face, and knelt directly in front of him:

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian, ​​it's not me who wants to do this. It's Wang Bao. It's Wang Bao and that damn guy who jointly planned to blackmail me."

"I couldn't help it. I was caught by the police as soon as I started delivering the goods. They used this to blackmail me, so I did this."

He knelt down in front of Ren Qingtian and kowtowed as he said: "Please, Brother Tian, ​​can you give me one more chance?"

"If you let me go, if you let me go, I will hand over all the territory myself and give all the money in my hand to the company. I don't want any of it."

"bang bang bang"

As Feilong spoke, a dull kowtow sounded, and blood flowed out. Feilong knew very well what Ren Qingtian was like, and he had already been dominated by panic.

"roll!"

Wu Zhihui raised his foot and kicked the flying dragon in front of him away, knocking over the cutlery box behind him and being buried by the cutlery.

"Ah Hui is right, you will have to pay back sooner or later if you come out to fool around."

Ren Qingtian breathed out, sat down on the stool, and looked at Feilong coldly: "Feilong, you have been with me for so many years, have I, Ren Qingtian, ever treated you badly?!"

"From the time when I was Ponyboy to where I am now, you have done a lot of things for me, but I have never treated you badly, and I have not left you any less than you deserve."

He leaned over and looked at Feilong and scolded: "Even if you said you wanted to sell pills, I didn't care about you, right? I gave you the land and you did it yourself, and I didn't let you get the money?"

"What about you, are you going to repay me in the end?"

Ren Qingtian was extremely angry: "I really didn't expect that you were the biggest flaw around me. If Ah Hui hadn't warned me in advance, I might have been manipulated by you, street boy!"

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian, ​​I really know my mistake!"

Feilong looked at Ren Qingtian with a fearful expression and begged frantically for mercy: "You also said that I have done so many things for you, right? It is Feilong who contributed to the company's success today."

"For the sake of my past work for the company, can you please let me go? Let me go, and I will definitely not appear in Xiangjiang again."

"Okay."

Ren Qingtian nodded in response: "I'll let you go, no problem. As long as Ah Hui promises to let you go, you can leave."

"Ah Hui...Brother Hui!"

Feilong immediately looked at Wu Zhihui on the side: "Brother Hui, can you let me go? What happened tonight was purely a misunderstanding. I was forced to do this because of Wang Bao and the others."

"For you to reach this point today, I, Feilong, have supported you a lot, right? For my sake."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyes and glanced at Feilong coldly: "Do you think you can survive on your own?!"

"Wu Zhihui, don't go too far!"

Feilong heard the determination in Wu Zhihui's tone, looked up at him, and threatened: "Don't forget, I, Feilong, also have people. If you attack me, my people will definitely stand up."

"You don't want to see chaos, right? If we start fighting among ourselves, other societies will reap the benefits!"

"Feilong, you really took drugs and broke your head."

Wu Zhihui sneered and looked at the clown-like flying dragon: "When have you ever seen a dead person threaten others?"

"I arranged for Big D to go to your territory early in the morning. Your people are supporting you? You want to kill the big boss and get the position yourself. If this matter is revealed, who the hell dares to support you?"

"Now, I estimate that your territory has been beaten almost completely. Whoever dares to show up will be beaten!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Feilong listened to Wu Zhihui's words and looked at Wu Zhihui with wide eyes and disbelief: "No one notified that there was a large-scale movement of people at night. It's impossible. You absolutely can't do things quietly."

"Crazy line!"

Wu Zhihui snorted disdainfully: "Do you think my people, Wu Zhihui's, are the same as your Feilong's people? Why do you think I separated them without taking them away? Just to keep an eye on you!"

His eyes widened: "Wait for someone to notify you? Wait for death!"

"Bah."

Feilong seemed to have lost all strength, his body lost balance, and he collapsed on the ground.

"You like to play?"

Wu Zhihui looked at the frightened Fei Long: "Okay, I'll let you experience it too."

He gave Abu a look, and Abu immediately understood and walked towards Feilong. He picked up Feilong from the ground and punched his stomach with two fists. Feilong's stomach convulsed and became a shrimp, allowing Abu to drag it forward. In the elevator, the car door is stuck.

Wu Zhihui turned his head and looked sharply at the remaining flying dragons standing in the hall.

Ma Zai noticed Wu Zhihui's eyes, and immediately put down the swords and sticks in his hands one by one, and knelt on the ground: "Brother Hui, it has nothing to do with us. It was Feilong who asked us to do this."

"I know."

Wu Zhihui lit a cigarette and nodded with deep understanding: "It's not easy for you young people. You can only do whatever the big boss tells you, otherwise you will be disobeying the big boss."

"Yeah yeah!"

Ma Zai turned around one after another and nodded in agreement: "It's all Fei Long's fault. He relies on his words and we don't dare to oppose him."

"The fact that you can voluntarily put down your weapons shows that you don't really want to be an enemy of the company. We are all brothers, and I don't want to embarrass you."

Wu Zhihui took a puff of his cigarette and glanced at these people. He leaned forward and looked at them with a sense of oppression: "Then let me ask you, Feilong is trying to kill Brother Tian and kill me. How to deal with it?" ah?"

"Forehead"

All the horses looked at me and I looked at you, hesitating and daring to speak. Everyone had an answer, but wouldn't they be sad if Feilong didn't rush to the street?
"Should kill!"

I don’t know who said it first, but the rest of the people no longer had any taboos, and they all rushed to speak first.

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded and chuckled: "It seems that the answer in everyone's mind is very clear, but does everyone know why they want to kill him?"

"Brother Tian has been in charge of the company for so long. He has led his brothers to conquer the territory. He treats every brother with love and justice. He also wants to let Feilong go, but according to the gang rules, he deserves to die!"

Wu Zhihui's face turned cold: "According to the eighth oath of Hongmen's 36th Oath, anyone who fabricates brothers' unfaithfulness, plots to kill the incense owner, or assassinates brothers will die under ten thousand swords!"

He pointed at Feilong and scolded these horse boys: "Pick up your knives. What to do is up to you!"

The boys looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, they all picked up the knives on the ground and walked up to the flying dragon in the elevator over there.

"Street basher!"

Feilong staggered up from the ground and roared at Ma Zai who was walking towards him: "Don't come here, kill your boss, you are seeking death!"

He stepped back and hit the car. There was no way out: "Don't come here! Get out, get out of here!"

"The eighth oath, fabricated brothers."

Ma Zai muttered something, and with the support of the Eighth Oath, he immediately felt that it was natural for him to kill his boss Feilong, and a group of eight people entered the elevator one after another.

Ma Zai raised his hand and pressed the button on the first floor, and the sedan door slowly closed.

The tractor started operating slowly, and the cable pulled the car down slowly, causing a brief feeling of weightlessness.

In Feilong's sight, several horse boys showed fierce expressions and slashed at him with their swords. Along with the movement of the elevator, screams came from top to bottom.

"Ding"

The elevator made a soft sound, and the car door slowly and automatically opened to both sides. Ma Zai stepped out from inside. Feilong standing behind covered his neck, his vision became increasingly blurred, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"bang"

"bang"

The elevator door closed automatically, was blocked by the flying dragon lying at the door, opened automatically, and then closed again, and so on.

···
in the cafeteria.

"Oh shit."

Wu Zhihui flexed his fingers and clenched his fists, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and murmured: "Wang Bao is so aggressive, we have to find an opportunity to kill him."

"clang"

He squinted and chewed a cigarette, took off his blood-stained shirt, and threw the thin iron accessories tied to the front and back of his chest on the ground, leaving many sunken puncture marks on them.

His upper body was naked, revealing the tight muscles on his body, and the belt tied around his arms showed several open wounds.

The body movements caused the wound on his arm, and Wu Zhihui took a breath of pain and said, "Damn it, if it weren't for these two iron sheets on the front and back, I probably wouldn't be able to get out."

Wu Zhihui was prepared in advance. Although it was Feilong cooking on the surface, several waves of people were involved behind the scenes. Of course he would not come up shirtless. Who knows if someone would take a cold shot at the scene.

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui with a complicated expression, feeling quite sad.

Although he guessed that Wu Zhihui might make some moves, he never expected that Wu Zhihui would dare to appear at the scene in person for his own sake.

With Wu Zhihui's government, he could actually do something else about this matter and just arrange for Ma Zai to come over.

At worst, if he was killed, Wu Zhihui could logically kill Feilong and then take over his territory and become the boss under the banner of eradicating the traitor Feilong.

but.

Wu Zhihui did not do this.

Ren Qingtian was filled with emotion for a moment, and his eyes when he looked at Wu Zhihui became more and more sure, and he said with great satisfaction: "Hui Zai, I owe you my life this time."

"Fuck off, Brother Tian, ​​why are you looking at me like that?! I'm not interested in men."

Wu Zhihui did not take over Qingtian's words. When he saw him looking at him, he turned to the side, biting his cigarette and muttered: "Fortunately, the wounds are all on my hands and legs. If this were scratched on my He has a handsome face, so I guess Brother Tian will have a chance to compete with me in appearance."

"Stinky boy!"

Ren Qingtian was amused by Wu Zhihui's words, and scolded him angrily: "Are you trying to insinuate that Brother Tian is rotten? Are you looking for death?"

Several people walked outside.

"Ah Hui, actually you don't have to come here tonight. I was killed and you just avenged me."

"Come on, there's only one big boss. If I don't come, who will?"

"Do you need me to help you?"

"No, just call a taxi for me. I think I can still save him. I need to suture the wound."

"Find me the best doctor, use the best suture technique and the most expensive sutures, and don't leave too obvious scars."

"You brat, scars are a man's badge. What's wrong with having a few wounds? I'll arrange an intern for you."

"Wow, no, Brother Tian, ​​you are so picky."

"Hahaha"

Their voices gradually disappeared in the corridor.

tonight.

The hospital was really busy. White cars drove into the underground garage one after another, loaded up the wounded and ran away. Cars from other hospitals were also temporarily called for reinforcements.

Mingxin Hospital.

Wu Zhihui's left and right hands were wrapped in white gauze, and six wounds were sutured with more than 30 to [-] stitches. He pushed the door and entered the hairy ward.

The sudden appearance of Wu Zhihui startled Changmao, who was lying on the bedside of the hospital bed with his head close to Xiaomei's and reading the newspaper. He sat up hurriedly and said, "Boss, why are you in here too?" ?”

As he spoke, he was about to get off the ground: "If you are injured, I will kill this one and throw him into the street."

Changmao has been in the hospital for nearly two months, and his overall recovery is good. In addition, with Xiaomei's care, he is fed three meals a day on time, and the recipes are not repeated throughout the week.

Changmao has recovered very well, has gained a little weight, and even gained a little beauty, which can be said to be a blessing in disguise.

"it's okay no problem."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand, signaling to Changmao not to be nervous: "It was just a small conflict. It has been resolved. Anyway, I have to sew, so I came to see you. It seems that you are doing well in the hospital."

"How can I be spared such a thing? The boss should have informed me in time."

Changmao had no choice but to scratch the back of his head, and then looked at Xiaomei: "Quickly call Brother Hui."

"Brother Hui."

Xiaomei lowered her head and shouted timidly.

"You're welcome. From now on, we are all our own."

Wu Zhihui looked Xiaomei up and down: "This kid Changmao is so lucky. He even picked up a girlfriend for nothing when he was hospitalized."

Xiaomei's face suddenly turned redder.

"Hahaha"

Wu Zhihui laughed: "Okay, I won't disturb you two anymore, I'll take a look and leave."

"Take good care of him. The traitor Feilong has been dealt with. I will need you to come out and help with business matters."

"No problem, Brother Hui."

Changmao patted his chest and agreed.

The night passed quickly.

early morning.

The sun climbed up from the horizon, and the golden light of the morning sun shone brightly on the city of Xiangjiang.

Police station.

office.

Sunlight shone in through the window, and dust jumped up and down in the light column. Superintendent Zeng fell asleep on the sofa.

"Sir Zeng, Sir Zeng"

The subordinate walked in with breakfast, looked at the sleeping Superintendent Zeng, and woke him up: "It's eight o'clock, it's time."

"Oh."

Superintendent Zeng sat up from the sofa, frowned and pinched his eyebrows, his eyes bloodshot: "So fast."

Last night, Superintendent Zeng didn't even go back. He went back to the police station and started to review the incident. He didn't know where the mistake was. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally realized it.

People had been wary of him for a long time, or maybe Feilong was a deliberate lure. Even though his methods were thunderous enough, he could not withstand Wu Zhihui's reaction.

He told his subordinates to wake him up at eight o'clock, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Superintendent Zeng took a sip of coffee, picked up the pineapple bun, took a bite, and asked with a cold face: "Has anyone come here to surrender?"

"Ah."

The subordinate nodded, observed Superintendent Zeng's expression, and said cautiously: "They are all unimportant boys who managed to survive the matter."

Paused.

He thought about it for a while and finally said: "By the way, Ren Qingtian asked me to leave a message to Sir Zeng."

"Say."

Superintendent Zeng took a hard bite of the pineapple bun and chewed it vigorously.

"He said that he has already arranged everything that should be arranged."

The subordinate finished the sentence in one breath: "He doesn't want his business to be affected, so he will let Sir Zeng handle this case. If the case is too serious, he will find a way to have a good chat with Sir Zeng."

"Boom."

Superintendent Zeng raised his hand and slapped the table, leaving the pineapple bun on the table, which scared his subordinates into silence and dared not speak anymore.

"Take it away."

Superintendent Zeng waved his hand distractedly, touched the cigarette on the table, lit it, and sucked heavily.

After smoking a cigarette, he calmed down a bit, stood up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, arranged his clothes in front of the mirror, and then left the police station and drove to the police station.

Police building.

08: 30.

Office of the Chief Superintendent.

"Old Zeng, look, this new office building is being built quite quickly."

Cai Yuanqi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding coffee in one hand and looking out the window at the new police building under construction: "I heard that the new office is much better than here, and the assistant director's office is much more spacious."

"Sorry, Sir Cai."

Superintendent Zeng lowered his head, a little embarrassed: "I didn't handle this matter well, it's my problem."

"good."

Cai Yuanqi waved his hand, turned around and put down the coffee, took out a cigar and lit it: "You are already very efficient in doing things. It's good to be able to do this in a short time."

"Although I didn't defeat them, I at least learned a lot about things, such as Superintendent Xu."

He picked up the file of last night's case in front of him and took out the information inside and looked at it a few times: "Last time, we should have thought of the incident between Ghost Guy William and Zhang Jingliang."

"The Chinese faction fought so fiercely with Gui Lao. They should have thought that Liu Jiehui would set his sights on Ren Qingtian and compete with Gui Lao for this person."

Cai Yuanqi's eyes moved away from the file and shifted to Superintendent Zeng: "Maybe William's case last time was related to their group of people, but it has passed."

"Do you want"

A cold look flashed in Superintendent Zeng's eyes: "Since Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui are so unwilling to take the road, why not increase our efforts to suppress them and then find an opportunity to kill them."

He was a little angry now. If it hadn't been for Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui, he had already taken care of this matter, and he wouldn't have been so embarrassed in front of Cai Yuanqi.

"Need not."

Cai Yuanqi shook his head: "You have to understand one thing. It is impossible to clean up the Xiangjiang community. If the police behave too fiercely and stimulate them too much, it will cause their backlash."

"Since Liu Jiehui has arranged to support Ren Qingtian, and Ren Qingtian has such a good relationship with He Liansheng, in the next step, Xu and the others will definitely contact He Liansheng."

He thought clearly and continued: "Right now, Gui Lao is also planning to fight with Lian Sheng. The Chinese faction will definitely compete with Gui Lao. Thinking about it, Lian Sheng has become an important goal for them. We can also transfer it. The focus is on Heliansheng.”

"Compared with a society as big as Lian Sheng, I prefer getting rid of it and Lian Sheng. It is big enough. Only by participating can I exchange chips with the ghost guys and get more profits."

He opened the drawer, took out a file from it, and threw it to Superintendent Zeng: "Take a look."

Superintendent Zeng opened the file and pulled out the documents inside. The first one was a piece of personal information, with the name Lin Huaile in the name column.

Next to it is a photo of him when he was young.

"This is?"

Superintendent Zeng looked at Lin Huaile's information and looked at Cai Yuanqi.

"There is still one month or one year to go before Lian Sheng's speaker. Preparations have begun for a new round of speaker election."

Cai Yuanqi tapped his fingers on the table and gestured to the document in Superintendent Zeng's hand with his lips: "Lin Huaile, I am more optimistic about Liansheng's white paper fan."

(End of this chapter)