The anti-black police officer in the anti-black group looked ugly the more he said it.

Ding Yicha took a sip of wine and threw the wine glass to the ground with a bang. The slags of the glass were scattered at his feet. Ding Yicha stepped on the slags of the glass, making a crunching sound.

Ding Yichi continued: "My dad is now shot dead, Ah Sir, it's shot dead! If you don't go to find the murderer now, you actually talk to me about the law of Xiangjiang, what is the law of Xiangjiang, what is the law of Xiangjiang, what is the law of Xiangjiang?"

As he said that, Ding Yichi suddenly overturned all the wine glasses and desserts and fruits on the table. "Fuck the Xiangjiang law, I am now bullied by these dogs because I have abide by too many Xiangjiang laws."

"Ding Yichi, you..." A policeman wanted to take action as he said, and the anti-black group Sir stopped him.

"My dad is dead, the woman is gone, and he still becomes enemies with me. He is the law of Xiangjiang. I should have completely exterminated the Fang family back then. How could there be so many bad things now? I will bear all the things myself. At worst, I can go to jail!" Ding Yichi murmured.

"But now my dad is gone, and people live like dogs, haha, Xiangjiang Law!" As he said that, Ding Yichi sat on the sofa, covering his face and cried bitterly.

The inspectors from the anti-black groups next to them looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade Ding Yixi.

At this time, the big sir of the feedback group touched his forehead and said toughly: "Ding Yichi, I advise you to be more polite, otherwise, with your case, I can arrest you at any time."

"We are the Royal Police of Xiangjiang. I represent the interests of Xiangjiang. We will not let Xiangjiang get messy."

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Ding Yichi covered his face and suddenly laughed, then raised his head and laughed loudly. The policemen next to him were covered in cold hair.

Suddenly the laughter stopped, and Ding Yi Chai woke up as if he was drunk.

"Fatty, this scene is so quiet, making them lively!"

"Boss, what song do you want to order?"

Ding Yicai dipped wine in his hands and touched his hair with a big back.

"Will my life in the underworld be fine?" Feifa climbed upwards, and then Ding Yichi said.

"You fucking, uneducated, what's in the days of the underworld!"

"A few big sirs are sitting here, can you give them some face? That's called flying sand in the wind! During my days in the underworld, that's the name of the movie!"

"I told you to read more books every day, and you will know that you are lying on a woman's belly. Fucking it, you are as fat as a pig and don't exercise."

"Yes, give the boss some sand flying in the wind."

Ding Yichi smiled and came to the inspectors of the anti-black group and said, "Sir, are you satisfied with this song? Don't you want my answer? This is the answer!"

Ding Yichi came to the senior inspector of the anti-black group and said softly: "You can't stop me. After all, rich people in Xiangjiang can do whatever they want. I'm happy to buy all your police station."

After Ding Yichi said this in the ear of the senior inspector of the anti-black group, he laughed wildly and continued: "Fat, sing it for me!"

"Yes, boss!"

At this time, several senior inspectors and inspectors of the Anti-Black Group looked as dark as the bottom of the pot.

The Chief Superintendent of Wan Chai Police Station in Yau Tsim Mong District was also dark as if the bottom of the pot was. "You mean that Hong Kong has entered many international killers?"

The senior inspector sighed and said, "Yes, sir, the 200 million bounty has been released. Now, the international killers of the whole world are rushing to Xiangjiang!"

"So, isn't the Fang family robbed?"

"Sir, Fang Zhanbo, what should I do?"

The Superintendent sighed and said, "Find a reason to keep locked up. Let him go out now, just let him die."

"Also, don't let him be locked up with those prisoners now, let him live alone in a room. Sometimes the inside of the prison is more dangerous than outside. These short mules have been thinking about turning over for a long time, and probably want to kill Fang Zhanbo and be crazy."

"The chief is thoughtful. Fang Zhanbo has experienced three rounds of assassination in prison these days, one round more dangerous!"

The Superintendent stood up, looked at the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, shook his head and sighed, "In Xiangjiang, you really have money to do whatever you want!"

"Ding Yichi's words stirred up the storm of the entire Xiangjiang area, and even we have to protect the Fang family."

In the detention center, Fang Zhanbo was temporarily detained by the police on suspicion of murder.

Before the investigation was clear, the police did not dare to let him go, because letting him go now is really like pushing Fang Zhanbo into the fire pit.

There are so many people who want to kill Fang Zhanbo to get a bounty. After all, the Fang family has a total of three women and one man, which is worth 200 million in total.

The average life of a person is 50 million, and Fang Zhanbo alone accounts for 80 million.

How much does a human life in this world cost? How much does a bullet cost?

Major news weekly magazines in Xiangjiang also reported huge titles.

Ding Yichi undoubtedly made the front page headlines of major Xiangjiang weekly magazines again. It is precisely because of this that the Xiangjiang police are under tremendous pressure.

If the Fang family members are killed in this situation, it will be a major blow to the stability of the Xiangjiang community.

Fang Zhanbo sat on the bed guarding the prison, staring at the moths on the walls in the prison, one, two, three, four, and five.

A man opposite him lay on the pillow and said, "Boy, you are really valuable now. It's spread all over the prison. You kid, you still live in a single room!"

"I really didn't expect that you were worth such a high price, 80 million? Even if I sold my wife, it wouldn't be worth so much money, so I wanted to kill you."

"Brother, do you think rich people are so willful?"

"When Fang Jinxin had money, he snatched other people's horses and turned into his own wife. Now the retribution is coming. Oh, things are really impermanent!"

Fang Zhanbo suddenly stood up and grabbed the iron railing, "What are you robbing someone else's horse? Sister Ling and my dad are in love with each other!"

The man smiled calmly and said, "Two people are in love? Everything in this world is fake, and love is bullshit. Where does love come from without money?"

"If Luo Huiling really wants to believe in love, why didn't she fall in love with Fang Jinxin early? How could she go to Shatin with Ding Chi? She is not looking at other people's money."

"I think my wife is like this. Luo Huiling is also like a bird. There is no difference. Women are just jealous of money. If you have money, your legs will be spread out. If you don't have money, you will talk about love. Boy, I think you are stupid!"

"You have watched too many TV series. Only rich young men have the so-called love. We poor people like us, love! Love is nothing!”

"The poor have no love, and the things of the poor can be measured by money. The love of the poor is piled up with every penny, and it is all blood and sweat."
Chapter completed!