Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 153 Caliber Is Truth

"Be careful!"

Wu Fei pointed at Zhang Wenyao, and then looked at the traffic downstairs: "The road is very chaotic, Zhang Sir."

Done.

He turned around and followed Ji Bu downstairs.

"stop!"

Zhang Wenyao's expression changed quickly for a few minutes, then he let out a cold drink, and then stepped forward and rushed to Ji Bu to block him.

He reached out his hand to take out his ID card from his pocket and hung it on his chest, and reached out to stop Ji Bu and Wu Fei:

"Ji Bu, the two of you are suspected of threatening the personal safety of the police officers. I seriously suspect you two now. Please follow me to the police station."

"Suspected of threatening the personal safety of police officers?! Go to the police station?!"

Ji Bu frowned, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Wenyao: "The senior superintendent came out to pull people in person, I'm so proud of myself!"

He gave a cold drink, his face turned cold: "Get out of the way!"

"I now suspect that you two are hiding weapons!"

Zhang Wenyao's tone became a little higher, and he stood still and blocked the two people's way: "Follow me to the police station!"

"!"

Ji Bu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Wenyao, then stretched his hands forward, and put them in front of Zhang Wenyao with fear: "Come on, pull!"

He scolded again in a deep voice: "If you are brave enough, pull me!"

Behind.

Wu Fei, who was standing behind Ji Bu, turned to one side after Ji Bu finished speaking, lifted the hem of his coat with his right hand, and pressed directly on his waist.

That action seemed to say that as long as Zhang Wenyao dared to make a move, he would dare to pull out his gun and shoot Zhang Wenyao to death on the spot, feeling full of oppression.

"..."

Zhang Wenyao pursed his lips, watching Wu Fei's action of drawing out his gun, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his Adam's apple twitched.

"you pull!"

Ji Bu stretched his outstretched hands forward again, seeing Zhang Wenyao who had no further action, he stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Wenyao away who was standing in front of him:

"You dare to drag someone, what are you doing here!"

Pushing Zhang Wenyao away, Ji Bu walked downstairs swaggeringly.

"Shit Hugh!"

Wu Fei walked out behind Ji Bu, and when he passed by Zhang Wenyao, he made a shooting gesture with his right hand and shot Zhang Wenyao:
"biubiu shot your head off!"

"Zhang Sir, remember to pay the bill!"

Wu Fei who walked to the front desk did not forget to say a few words to the front desk lady, and pointed to Zhang Wenyao standing behind, meaning that he would pay the bill.

"Hem home shovel!"

Zhang Wenyao stood where he was, looked at Ji Bu and Wu Fei who had disappeared, gritted his teeth with a livid face, looked at the receptionist who came over, took out a banknote to pay the bill, and then walked downstairs.

After driving back to the police station, Zhang Wenyao locked himself in the office, one cigarette after another in his hand.

Now that he has come back to his senses, Ji Bu must have always been involved in the matter of loyalty and righteousness.

one afternoon.

Zhang Wenyao has been reviewing all the information related to Ji Bu, but he is not going to do it right away.

He was also not sure how much information Ji Bu had about himself. If the Eight-faced Buddha was in his hands, many things would be full of variables.

"Jibu!"

Zhang Wenyao stared at the busy traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling windows with dark eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"People are mortal, and some people need a little help. Since you don't know the heights of the world and want to die with all your heart, then I will help you!"

After thinking for a long time.

Zhang Wenyao got up and came to the door, first locked the door of the office from the inside, then folded the shutters of the window to cover it, and sat back on the seat.

He picked up the phone, his fingers paused in the air for a while, and after a little memory, he quickly pressed a string of numbers to go out.

Soon.

The call is connected.

"Hey."

Zhang Wenyao's voice sounded, and he spoke first: "Brother Chen, it's me."

This call was to Han Chen.

"Ah."

Han Chen's voice was not salty, and he replied lightly: "Of course I know it's you calling, and other people don't know this number."

"After all, you haven't called this number for several years, right? Senior Superintendent Zhang Wen Yaozhang!"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Wenyao smiled.

"Isn't this Zhang Wen Yaozhang Sir?"

Han Chen's tone became more playful, and he said with a half-smile, "What? Why do you have time to call me today?"

"I remember that Zhang Sir is very busy. I wanted to call you several times but I couldn't make an appointment. Today you took the initiative to call me, which really surprised me."

"Brother Chen, look at what you said, isn't it because there were too many things before, and there were too many things to worry about and no time."

Zhang Wenyao accompanied the smiling face without changing his tone, and quickly brought the topic to the past, and skipped it on his own:

"I called you today because I have something I want to report to you."

"report?"

Han Chen snorted, shook his head and said, "Don't say that, I, Han Chen, don't dare to take it seriously. Zhang Sir is a dignified senior police superintendent, a senior police officer."

"You said that you, a senior police superintendent, reported to my ordinary citizen, Han Chen, and it's not appropriate to say it, right?"

Zhang Wenyao fell silent when he heard the words, and didn't answer, with beads of sweat already appearing on his forehead.

It can be seen that Zhang Wenyao was still under psychological pressure when facing Han Chen.

"Ha ha."

Han Chen paused for a moment, and then continued to add: "Although you, Zhang Wenyao, are the pawns I threw out."

"..."

Zhang Wenyao was silent again, his lips twitched, and he smiled, "Brother Chen, look at what you said, I belong to you, no matter how high I am, I will still remember Brother Chen."

"Um"

Han Chen nodded angrily: "It seems that you still remember, I thought you forgot."

"Just remember, just remember, I am very pleased."

His five fingers moved rhythmically back and forth on the table, seeing that Zhang Wenyao on the other end of the phone did not speak, so he continued:

"Tell me, call me today and tell me something."

I can see it.

Han Chen still had a strong desire to control, and only after he fully grasped Zhang Wenyao's aura did he talk about things.

"Is such that."

Zhang Wenyao organized his language briefly, told Han Chen what happened, and got straight to the point:
"I was targeted by Lin Kun, and now they have some evidence in their hands, and they are coming to attack me."

"I think, let Brother Chen handle it for me."

"Ok?"

Han Chen laughed when he heard the words: "Are you sure you want to do something to you?!" He paused, raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said:
"If I'm not wrong, you went out three hours ago and went to a coffee shop in Saigon to meet Jibu."

"I don't know what you guys were talking about, but judging from the expressions on your and Ji Bu's faces, you guys chatted happily at the beginning? What's the matter? Ji Bu is going to attack you again."

The phone suddenly fell into silence, an inexplicable and strange silence.

"Also, if I remember correctly, you have been fighting Lin Kun and the others a long time ago."

"What? I just came to find me today, and I can't solve it by myself? That's why you came to call me?!"

Zhang Wenyao's expression froze.

With a smile on his face, Han Chen was holding the phone with a playful smile, and his fingers were still tapping rhythmically on the table.

"..."

At this time, Zhang Wenyao felt cold sweat on his back, a burst of coldness, and after calming down his emotions for a while, he nodded with a smile:

"That's right, Ji Bu asked me out today and said he had something to talk to me about, and then I went."

He was still very selective in his speech, he didn't bother with Lin Kun, and continued quickly:

"Brother Chen, you probably don't know something. Ji Bu is Lin Kun's top horse. I couldn't refuse him when he found me, so I went to see him."

"Ah."

Han Chen nodded, and said in a light tone, "Tell me, what did you all say?"

"Ji Bu told me that Lin Kun wanted to deal with Brother Chen, so let me stand on their side and deal with Brother Chen together."

Zhang Wen's eyes flickered for a moment, and he selectively repeated the content of the conversation between the two to Han Chen:
"I was able to stand in this position because of Brother Chen's support. I, Zhang Wenyao, would definitely not be that kind of person. I would definitely not be able to help him deal with Brother Chen, so I refused without hesitation."

What he has to do now is to pull himself to Han Chen's side, and stand on the same opposite side as Ji Bu and the others.

"Ah."

Han Chen just nodded when he heard the words, and replied: "What you said should be true. I understand when you say that. Let me just say that when you two meet, the middle part of the conversation is still good. Why did they suddenly start arguing again when they were leaving?"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Wenyao smiled and lost his smile, but he didn't speak, and his heart became more and more afraid.

His every move is under Han Chen's surveillance.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything I shouldn't have said when I was talking to Ji Bu, otherwise, if there was a monitor or something on the scene, it would be completely over.

"Okay, I understand the conflict between you and Lin Kun. Ji Bu asked you to deal with me, but you refused, and then you clashed."

Han Chen first made a brief summary, and then analyzed according to his own thinking: "That is to say, you have something to be caught by them?! And you still can't solve it yourself, so you found me, Han Chen, and I Can you understand it that way?"

"Um"

Zhang Wenyao was silent for a moment, but nodded in agreement.

"If something goes wrong, find the boss. This idea is correct."

Han Chen stroked his chin with his fingers, his tone pondered, showing a posture of thinking, and then his tone was suspicious:

"But I don't understand. Didn't Zhang Sir cultivate his own person? That loyalty?!"

"I think back then, you and Lin Kun were so happy to cooperate, and you were about to get together. If you didn't stop it in time, maybe you and Lin Kun have been completely tied together now."

"..."

Zhang Wenyao was still silent, but lit a cigarette distractedly, sucked heavily, stared at the blue smoke coming out of the cigarette butt, and remained silent.

"Back then, I think you meant that you didn't seem to be very willing to break with Lin Kun. Later, you had no choice but to stand on the opposite side with him."

Han Chen's tone gradually became colder as he spoke, and continued to say:
"Or, you don't seem to like me, Han Chen, so you slowly started to build up your own strength, such as loyalty and faith."

"You slowly formed Zhongxinyi by yourself and supported Lian Haolong. Zhongxinyi should be regarded as your absolute core team, why? Let them come out to help you solve this matter?!"

"Brother Chen."

Listening to Han Chen's words, Zhang Wenyao could only bite the bullet and explain: "Loyalty does have something to do with me, but it definitely doesn't mean that I want to use my independent ideas."

"Everything I do is just to cooperate with Brother Chen more conveniently, and I have absolutely no idea of ​​establishing my own family."

As Zhang Wenyao went higher and higher in the police force, he got smoother and smoother, and gradually he came up with the idea of ​​getting rid of Han Chen's control.

So ever.

This is also the product of loyalty and righteousness.

It's just a pity.

There was a civil strife in Zhongxinyi, and his thoughts were completely shattered.

"Oh, I remembered the news a while ago."

However, Han Chen didn't respond to Zhang Wenyao's words, and continued to follow the topic he had just said: "Loyalty is gone, Lian Haolong, Lian Haodong and other leaders have all gone to the street."

"Ah Fa, who snatched guns in the police car to resist being shot, and Susu, who was cut by a decoration worker at the gate of the police station, seems to have something to do with your Zhang Sir?! I don't know if I have Guess right?!"

"Zhang Sir, you cultivated this all by yourself. You said you can really do it? Kill all the ones left!"

It is clear.

Han Chen knew everything about Zhang Wenyao well.

"Ha ha."

Zhang Wenyao smiled in embarrassment. He had already said this, so he couldn't deny it anymore, he could only admit:
"My dog ​​is disobedient, so I can only deal with it. There is no other way, that's the only way."

"Tsk tsk."

Han Chen couldn't help being speechless when he heard the words, and his brows flocked together, his tone playful:
"The dogs you raise are just disobedient, so you get rid of them. Then the dog raised by me, Han Chen, is not only disobedient, but even wants to get rid of me as the master and even kill me as the master. Then you say I what can we do about it?!"

"I do not have!"

Zhang Wenyao's voice was sharp, and he immediately refuted: "Brother Chen, I don't, I never had any thought of being unfavorable to Brother Chen, really."

His tone was flustered, and he spoke quickly to defend himself: "We have known each other for so many years, I have never thought of this before, I have always been grateful, if it wasn't for Brother Chen, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"As long as you know!"

Han Chen scolded in a cold voice, and said in a low voice, "You think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"I, Han Chen, sent you to this position. You're fucking fine. You still think that I, Han Chen, have restraints on you, and want to resist me?"

"Senior Superintendent?! Do you know that if the people above said you were useful, you would be going to the position of Senior Superintendent now? You would have fucked up the street a long time ago."

"The only thing you are smart about is that you didn't show your horse's feet before you were completely sure of getting rid of me, so the higher-ups mentioned you to the position of senior superintendent."

"In our eyes, you are nothing. As long as we think about it, we can trample you to death immediately. You are nothing!"

"..."

Zhang Wenyao's face was a little ugly, but he still suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and nodded repeatedly with a smiling face:

"Brother Chen, you have to trust me, I won't do this, and I don't dare to do it, really, you"

"Okay, I'm sorry you don't dare, you don't have that ability!"

Han Chen waved his hands impatiently, and interrupted Zhang Wenyao's words directly. After making enough deterrents, he then stepped into the topic:
"Tell me, if there is any trouble that can't be solved, I will help you find a solution. If you encounter a problem that can't be solved, you will finally think of me, Han Chen."

"Brother Chen, it's like this."

Zhang Wenyao was very perceptive, completely ignored Han Chen's intention to get rid of his control, and directly said his own things:

"Lin Kun's leader, Ma Jibu, is very thoughtful. He made some targeted arrangements for me, and his actions are also very targeted. He"

"Say the point!"

Han Chen interrupted him impatiently: "I want you to address the question directly, not to use your official language to praise how powerful Ji Bu is, understand?!"

"Besides, you can be caught by him, not necessarily because he is strong enough. Is there a possibility that you are too aggressive to be manipulated by him?"

"..."

Zhang Wenyao was silent when he heard the words. Although he was not happy with Han Chen's statement, he had no way to solve this trouble right now, so he could only grit his teeth and not refute:
"It's like this. Ji Bu first instigated the two superintendents under me, Superintendent Sun and Hou Jingcheng. Superintendent Sun has already rushed to the street, and the rest is Hou Jingcheng who is still helping him."

"Hou Jingcheng, I don't know if he has something to do with me, but the existence of this person is definitely risky."

He organized the language briefly, and then said: "Then there is the Eight-faced Buddha. The Eight-faced Buddha is in the white powder business in northern Myanmar."

"You also know that Lin Kun is also in the white powder business. I used the Eight-faced Buddha to deal with Lin Kun, but now the Eight-faced Buddha has also fallen into Ji Bu's hands. The Eight-faced Buddha may have provided them with more information. "

"and also."

"and also?!"

Han Chen frowned: "There are several fucking articles, and you still have evidence in his hands?!"

"..."

Zhang Wenyao curled his lips, and continued: "The other one is Luo Tianhong, who is loyal and loyal. Luo Tianhong is the champion of Lian Haolong. He has very good skills, but he was saved by Ji Bu."

"Ji Bu will definitely use him to deal with me. Now all the things are piled up, and I don't have enough people in my hand."

"Okay, I get it."

Han Chen let out a long breath, and made a final conclusion: "I understand, you were eaten to death by Ji Bu, and you have no ability to resist at all, so you thought of me, Han Chen, right?! "

"You're really bad at playing. You've beaten all your good cards to pieces. I understand. If you didn't have this kind of thing, you still wouldn't contact me!"

"Brother Chen!"

"Okay, wait for me to call you."

Han Chen hung up the phone without waiting for him to finish.

Zhang Wenyao held the busy phone, looked at it for a long time, gritted his teeth, and took a picture of the phone. He sat on the seat and smoked with his brows pinched.

This side of the phone.

After Han Chen hung up the phone, he simply sorted out what happened just now, and then picked up the phone again to dial out:

"Hey, it's me, it's Ah Chen."

His tone also became respectful, and his words were full of smiles: "It's like this, there is something wrong with Zhang Wenyao."

"Hmm...Okay, I see, that's fine, then I will do as you said. Okay, that's it, I will contact you if there is something else."

After hanging up.

Han Chen picked up the phone again and called Zhang Wenyao again.

Zhang Wenyao, who was smoking and waiting, quickly picked it up and smiled again: "Hey, Brother Chen."

"Ah."

Han Chen replied in a low voice, and then said the matter directly: "This matter has been mentioned above, let me help you handle this matter, and what to do next, you just need to cooperate with my people."

"Okay okay."

Zhang Wenyao nodded quickly when he heard the words, and said, "If Brother Chen is willing to help me, this matter must not have gone away."

"The people above have sent a letter, you just need to hide your own things, and deal with all the property that should not appear within your scope of authority."

Han Chen succinctly conveyed the solution given above: "The eight-faced Buddha and Hou Jingcheng you are talking about, they definitely have no so-called evidence of corruption that can directly target you."

"But they"

Zhang Wenyao wanted to speak, but Han Chen had no intention of speaking to him at all.

"Furthermore, even if they have any evidence, it doesn't matter, what are you afraid of, let them submit it to the relevant department to report!"

Han Chen spoke quickly, and his tone was full of confidence: "It's just a bunch of jumping clowns. The one above said that he will take care of it. Even if someone comes to investigate, it's just a formality." .”

"well!"

As soon as Zhang Wenyao heard what Han Chen said, he immediately became more confident, because the person above spoke.

The one above, as long as he speaks, he really has enough skills to handle this matter well.

"but."

Zhang Wenyao pondered for a while, and seemed to be a little anxious: "Although the person above can handle it well, if they submit these things to ICAC, the people from the ICAC will investigate."

"Fall on the street!"

Han Chen scolded angrily, with a unique and hoarse voice, and dismissively said: "What are you, you are a senior police superintendent, ICAC can easily come to you and come back to the ICAC for coffee?"

"Besides, you underestimated the ability of the person above. Since he said so, he must be foolproof. What about ICAC? Although they have enough power, they are also human beings."

"As long as he is a human being, he must have weaknesses. The higher-ups must have prepared for it long ago. He said that if he can handle it, then you don't have to worry about it. It's not something you should consider, you know?"

"it is good!"

Zhang Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Chen, I feel relieved if you say so."

By now.

With the consent of the person above, Zhang Wenyao finally felt relieved.

"correct."

Han Chen's tone changed, and his words became a little more stern: "We are willing to help you, not because you, Zhang Wenyao, must be you. We are willing to help you because you are still useful to a certain extent."

"In the future, if you are so ignorant again, don't worry, you will be replaced immediately!"

"Yes"

Zhang Wenyao replied with sweat on his forehead.

"That's fine."

Han Chen stopped talking nonsense, and simply made a plan for him: "Next, I will let my people contact you. Our first step is to deal with the traitor Hou Jingcheng first."

"Hou Jingcheng?"

Zhang Wenyao thought for a while after hearing the words, and said: "Why don't you just remove him?!"

"Fall on the street!"

Han Chen scolded unceremoniously: "Hong Kong Island is a society ruled by law. If you take him down, he won't be able to make trouble every day?"

"Those media always jump on them when they see a news gimmick. If Hou Jingcheng really gave something to the media, the whole street will know, how can he protect you at that time?!"

"Get rid of the bad things on you first, just kill Hou Jingcheng and let him shut up forever. After dealing with him, let's continue to deal with Lin Kun and the others."

"Okay, listen to Brother Chen's arrangement."

Zhang Wenyao hurriedly nodded in agreement, exchanged some greetings in a respectful tone, and then hung up the phone.

"call"

He put down the phone, exhaled with relief, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, and then lit a cigarette again to calm his emotions.

Fortunately.

Fortunately.

Everything is still under control.

in fact.

In the early days, Zhang Wenyao had the idea of ​​getting rid of Han Chen as he rose step by step in the police force.

At that time, he didn't know Han Chen's ability, and he didn't know that there was someone in Han Chen.

It was only later that he gradually learned that Han Chen not only placed himself as an undercover agent in the police force, but also arranged for several other undercover agents to join the police force.

Zhang Wenyao only discovered the ability of the person above after he was suddenly promoted to the senior police superintendent.

Although he didn't know who the person above was, he could feel that the position he was fighting for was nothing more than a game of power in their eyes.

and so.

Zhang Wenyao began to regret that he was going to sing against Han Chen.

Especially just now.

He once again experienced the ability of the person above him, and he was even more thankful that he didn't completely tear himself apart with Han Chen and the others.

Corruption-related matters, which they are extremely taboo, are nothing in their eyes, and they are simply covering the sky with their hands.

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In the blink of an eye.

Nearly half a month has passed since meeting Zhang Wenyao.

During this time, Ji Bu was not idle either.

He made some attempts according to his own ideas. First, he tentatively tried to post some information about Zhang Wenyao's corruption that he had sorted out to newspapers and media, but all of them disappeared.

Unbelieving Ji Bu simply took out a piece of evidence and arranged for Ma Zai to report Zhang Wenyao to the relevant department.

Although these evidences cannot directly confirm Zhang Wenyao's charges, they can at least allow Zhang Wenyao to accept investigation.

only.

Even weirder things happened.

Ma Zi, who went to report, not only failed to handle the matter well, but was directly detained by the police.

After seeing the relevant evidence he submitted, the police immediately detained him without saying a word, and wanted to investigate him for the crime of framing.

"Grass!"

After Ji Bu heard the news, his brows were directly knit together: "Zhang Wenyao's connections are so tough? Our people are still being detained?!"

"Is such that."

Wu Fei nodded helplessly, and scolded angrily: "We still underestimated Zhang Wenyao's ability too much, there are obviously people in this guy?!"

"so."

Ji Bu briefly thought about it, and gave instructions: "Go to Hou Jingcheng first, he is the superintendent of police, let him find someone to help operate it, and let the little brother inside operate it first."

"it is good."

Wu Fei nodded without thinking: "Then I'll call Hou Jingcheng first, and make an appointment with him when we're done."

"Go."

Ji Bu waved his hand, took out a cigarette, lit it, and drove to the clinic where Luo Tianhong was.

Intuition told Ji Bu.

To deal with Zhang Wenyao, it seemed that he could not use conventional means to deal with it, and he must have noticed his own actions.

and so.

Ji Bu had to make other plans first.

soon.

He drove to the clinic.

this time.

Luo Tianhong didn't leave, and stayed here to recuperate his injuries. After more than half a month, his whole complexion obviously improved a lot.

"Yo."

Ji Bu stepped into the backyard, looked at Luo Tianhong who was sitting on a stool basking in the sun, grinned and said:

"You seem to be recovering well."

"Jib."

Luo Tianhong was sitting on the seat, holding the eight-faced Han sword in his right hand, fearing the ground, and turned to look at him after hearing the voice:
"You came."

"Ah."

Ji Bu glanced at Luo Tianhong's eye-catching blue three-to-three-quarter-point hairstyle, stepped in front of him, pulled another stool and sat down, and took out a cigarette:
"Come on one?"

Luo Tianhong looked at him, and reached out to take the cigarette: "You come here alone, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?!"

"Cut me?!"

Ji Bu bared his teeth and smoked his cigarette with a relaxed expression, exhaling a blue line of smoke:
"I saved your life, why are you beheading me? Luo Tianhong is famous, it seems that there is no such evaluation as revenge."

He raised his hand and patted the soot that fell from his trousers: "Besides, you have never seen my skills. Are you so sure that you can kill me?"

"To tell you the truth, I stayed in Shaolin Temple for a few years and practiced some moves, and I even won the title of national martial arts champion. My skills are also very good. If you don't believe me, let's do some tricks?"

"Humph!"

Luo Tianhong snorted coldly, glanced at Ji Bu and ignored him: "Tell me, why did you come to see me today?"

"You were waiting for me, weren't you?"

With his right arm resting on his knee, Ji Bu leaned forward: "You should know what I'm here for."

"Are you so sure?"

Luo Tianhong looked at him, and pinched the cigarette butt in his hand: "Brother Long's death, the destruction of Zhongxinyi, you, Ji Bu, cannot escape."

"The strong prey on the weak, that's how this society is, let alone those of us who come out to fish."

Ji Bu took a mouthful of his cigarette, looked up at the sky, and breathed out: "My loyalty and loyalty with you are originally a competitive relationship, and it is very normal for us to fight for some profit."

"Moreover."

He turned his head to look at Luo Tianhong: "What happened to Zhong Xinyi, how Lian Haolong died, and who is behind it, I think you should know better than me!"

"Strictly speaking, when I was only using my brain to deal with Zhong Xinyi, Zhong Xinyi had already hit the street, and I hadn't used force yet."

"Humph!"

Luo Tianhong gritted her teeth, snorted coldly and said nothing.

On the night of Zhongxinyi's accident, Luo Tianhong himself was at the scene and saw Lian Haolong being burned to death with his own eyes.

The people who killed him were Lian Haolong's wife Susu and Afa, who colluded with Lao Ying to plot Lian Haolong.

"Speak!"

Luo Tianhong extinguished the cigarette in his hand, picked up the Eight-Faced Han Sword beside him, drew the sword out of its sheath and stared at the blade:

"Who is the eagle?"

"Zhang Wenyao!"

Ji Bu glanced at the Eight-faced Han Sword in Luo Tianhong's hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me see?!"

"Shh!"

With a wave of the Han sword in Luo Tianhong's hand, he slashed at Ji Bu.

Ji Bu squinted at the whistling Han sword, and remained calm.

Han Jian stopped in front of Ji Bu.

Ji Bu reached out to take the Han sword, took it in his hand and looked at the sharp blade carefully, then grasped the hilt skillfully and made sword flowers one by one.

The Han sword is like a swimming dragon in his hand.

Luo Tianhong looked at Ji Bu who was perfectly controlling and mastering the Eight-faced Han Sword, and couldn't help squinting slightly from the corner of his eyes.

From his own perspective, this Ji Bu seems to be an expert.

"clang"

Ji Bu put the sword back into its sheath, and then handed the Han sword back to Luo Tianhong: "The sword is not bad, but the sword itself is a bit hostile and needs to be nourished."

He has something to say.

Of course Luo Tianhong also heard it, but he didn't pay attention to him, and reached out to take the Eight-faced Han Sword, rubbing the scabbard with his fingers:

"You practiced too?!"

"Flower shelf."

Ji Bu waved his hand with a smile: "Didn't I tell you that I won the national martial arts championship, and I also practiced at that time, but they are all props and swords, just showy, and I can't compare with you."

"Besides, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, our martial arts practice is all about strengthening the body, and we don't advocate fighting."

"Humph."

Luo Tianhong snorted incomparably proudly, and asked again: "When are you going to do it?"

"When I need you, I will naturally notify you."

Ji Bu waved his hands, turned around and walked outside: "You take care of it first, don't worry, I will give you a chance to avenge Lian Haolong."

Luo Tianhong sat on the seat, looked at Ji Bu who turned to leave, then looked away, and sat there motionless.

The seemingly nonsensical dialogue between the two has achieved its purpose.

Luo Tianhong knew in his heart that the reason why Ji Bu saved him was just to use him to solve Zhang Wenyao.

And he.

The purpose is also very clear: revenge for Lian Haolong.

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the other side.

Wu Fei first hung up a phone call with Hou Jingcheng to explain the situation, then drove to pick up Hou Jingcheng, and the two went to the police station to find someone.

Hou Jingcheng himself didn't need to come forward for this kind of thing, and it wasn't too difficult for him as a police superintendent to find someone.

"Thanks."

Wu Fei looked at Ma Zai who was released from the gate of the police station, and looked at the co-pilot: "This matter will trouble Superintendent Hou."

It's fine to see Ma Zai being released, and the two of them will naturally not show up.

"you are welcome."

Hou Jingcheng waved his hand to indicate that the problem was not serious: "It's just a small matter, and it's easy to do. You can tell Abu that Zhang Wenyao is not that easy to deal with."

"Ah."

Wu Fei nodded, then started the car and left the police station: "Let's go, let's find a place to drink?!"

Hou Jingcheng doesn't work today, he has plenty of time.

"Hehe, stop drinking."

Hou Jingcheng shook his head, and directly refused: "It's almost time for dinner. My daughter is having her birthday today, so I'm going back to accompany her."

"That's fine."

Wu Fei didn't insist on hearing the words, and turned the steering wheel towards Hou Jingcheng's residence: "That's right, I will pass by the cake shop later and buy a cake to go back."

"Oh, okay."

Hou Jingcheng nodded, and the two chatted casually. They passed by the cake shop on the way to pick up the cake that Hou Jingcheng had ordered in advance, and sent him downstairs to his house.

"Thanks."

Hou Jingcheng opened the door and got out of the car, followed by the door of the back seat, and took down the cake on the back seat.

"Here."

Crowfly walked down with a cigarette in his mouth, took out an envelope from his pocket, and put it on the outer packaging of the cake:

"This is given by the boss, for the child's birth."

"Fuck!"

Hou Jingcheng glanced at the thick envelope, smiled and shook his head directly: "No, we won't use this kind of thing between us."

"I still have to thank Abu. Since I helped him do things, I have felt a lot more at ease. Everything I do can save me from squatting for a few years in the future. How can I still take your lai see?"

"Depend on!"

Wu Fei laughed and cursed and stuffed the envelope into Hou Jingcheng's pocket, not allowing him to refuse: "One size is one size, just keep it. It's not for you, it's for the baby."

"you."

Hou Jingcheng shook his head a little dumbfounded: "Okay, okay, I really convinced you."

"Ha ha."

Crowfly raised his head and laughed.

not far from them.

A black car pulls up to the side of the road.

front seat.

Two men in black sat in the driver's and co-pilot's seats, looking at Wu Ying and Hou Jingcheng who were talking over there.

"hold on?!"

The man in the driver's seat glanced at the two of them, then turned to look at the man in the co-pilot: "Wait until he's gone before doing it?!"

"Wait a fuck!"

The middle-aged co-pilot was sitting on the seat, holding a shotgun in his arms, and was pressing bullets into it one by one:

"Anyway, it needs to be done. It will be resolved sooner or later. It's the same if there is more or less of him."

He pulled the bolt to push the bullet in, grasped the shotgun, and aimed the black muzzle at the two people in front:

"I spray out this shot, let alone two people, and two more who still can't hold it, the caliber is the truth!"

"Go!"

"it is good!"

The driver responded, started the car, and quickly drove towards Wu Ying and Hou Jingcheng who were standing there.

(End of this chapter)