Luo Hui's incident was the largest anti-gang operation in Longjiang's history.
Luo Hui's death meant that Longjiang as a whole had achieved its greatest victory in history.
Such great achievements will definitely spread throughout Dongchuan Province and even the whole country under the arrangement of some people.
However, Yang Ruoshan, the first person in Longjiang's officialdom as the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, did not feel even a trace of happiness, and even felt a little lost.
"Is he dead? Didn't he agree that he was just acting in a play? Why did he really die all of a sudden!"
Two bodies were finally pulled out of the crashed police car. One was wearing a police uniform, and the other was wearing clothes he recognized as those worn by Luo Hui!
Although both corpses were disfigured by the disaster, they were still certain to be Luo Hui.
Luo Hui is dead, and for Yang Ruoshan, death means death. What he really cares about is his son. Once Luo Hui dies, can the son who was taken away still survive?!
Although he was very worried, he still had to put on a smile when interviewed by TV stations and even newspapers. No one knew that he, the secretary of the municipal party committee, was reminding him every day, fearing that he would die in that minute.
Say goodbye to this world.
He had seen that Luo Hui's subordinates were really a group of desperadoes, and his status as secretary of the municipal party committee really had no effect.
After Zhang Peng and others separated from Luo Hui, they went to a relatively remote place to sleep in order to avoid being discovered by the police. Now that it was so chaotic outside, it was difficult for them to go out and move around.
But in the morning, when one of the people who came down from Fengwu Mountain with Mo Zi went out to buy breakfast, he just went out and stood stupidly under a TV wall in the city for a few minutes before running back.
"Something happened, something happened!"
The person who went to buy breakfast was called Wangzhuang. Zhang Peng, Mouzi and others said angrily: "Wangzhuang, what do you call me so early in the morning, and you can't let anyone sleep?"
"Sleep on your head, something happened to Brother Hui." As he said this, Wangzhuang, a big man, actually shed tears.
When Zhang Peng and others heard this, they immediately jumped up from the bed with their eyes wide open. Zhang Peng, Du Yu and Da Chong all rushed to Wang Zhuang at the same time and asked with greatly changed expressions: "Wang Zhuang, tell me clearly, Brother Hui is out."
whats the matter?"
"Brother Hui,...Brother Hui is dead."
"Fuck your mother!"
When Zhang Peng heard this, the three men shot at the same time, and each punched Wangzhuang away. When Mouse saw this, he quickly helped Wangzhuang up, then stood in front of Wangzhuang with an ugly face and said: "What are you doing?
I mean, you beat someone without asking anything clearly!"
"Damn it, Wangzhuang, you'd better explain it clearly to me. You are so brave. You dare to say that Brother Hui is dead!"
Zhang Peng, Du Yu and Da Chong looked at Wang Zhuang and said, while Wang Zhuang's face was full of smiles and said: "I just found out about it when I saw the news on TV in the city when I went out to buy breakfast. Brother Hui, Brother Hui today
I was racing with those policemen this morning, and I crashed and died!"
Zhang Peng, the three people, and even Mo Zi and the others all turned pale at this moment. Then Zhang Peng, the three people pushed Mo Zi and the others away and rushed over.
Mouzi and the dozen or so people who had not yet felt what was going on after coming down from Fengwu Mountain hesitated for a moment and followed them out.
Beicheng City.
Han Beixing looked at today's provincial newspaper and was stunned when he saw the news about Luo Hui. After throwing away the newspaper, he immediately went to find Li Tai.
"Brother Tai, Luo Hui is dead!" Han Beixing said.
Li Tai's expression changed drastically, and he immediately yelled: "Fuck you, who did this!"
"An anti-gang operation launched by Longjiang officialdom."
"Fuck...isn't this ruining my big business?!"
Han Beixing didn't say anything, and Li Tai looked livid, but after a while, Li Tai suddenly sighed: "That guy is such a talented person. He has achieved so much in his early twenties. I am so jealous of talents.
Hey... we’re heading north, let’s go to Longjiang to pay our respects.”
"Well, I'll go talk to Yigang. He has a good relationship with Luo Hui."
"Go and find him, and then we will go to Longjiang together."
Dongping City.
One after another, vans parked at the former residence of King Molong, which is now the headquarters of Luo Hui's forces. However, at noon, Heizi and Heimao's eyes were red and swollen with bloodshot eyes, and their arms were tied with black cloth.
His face was full of sadness.
Heizi and Heimao glanced at the nearly a hundred vans behind them and shouted with choked voices: "Brothers, let's go home and see Brother Hui!"
Tianjing City.
Ma Zhengliang walked in at the Tianxing Summit Hall, which was equivalent to Empress Dowager Dou's palace, with a look of despair on his face, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
When he saw Empress Dowager Dou, Ma Zhengliang said: "Rong Rong, Luo Hui is dead."
Empress Dowager Dou was drinking tea. The tea cup in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. After a long silence, Empress Dowager Dou said anxiously: "Quickly, prepare the car to go to Longjiang. Tan Qing, that nun."
I don’t know what’s going on!”
Provincial capital, Seoul, Luojia.
Wei Ziqing walked into the extremely luxurious villa with excitement on his face and forgot to knock on the door.
"Director Luo, good news, great news!"
Luo Yao sat on the Grand Master's chair. He was originally a little unhappy that Wei Ziqing didn't knock on the door, but when he saw Wei Ziqing being so excited, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the good news?"
"Luo Hui is dead! What happened early this morning!" Wei Ziqing said excitedly.
A morbid ecstasy suddenly appeared on Luo Yao's face, he grabbed Wei Ziqing's hair and exclaimed: "Are you telling the truth?!"
Wei Ziqing was in great pain when Luo Yao grabbed his hair, but he still smiled and said, "I don't dare to lie to you."
Luo Yao burst out laughing immediately, sat back on the Grand Master's chair and said with a smile: "Today is really a good day, a good day...haha."
Wei Ziqing smiled faintly, then unzipped Luo Yao's pants and stood up. A few minutes later, Luo Hui laughed again, while Wei Ziqing hurriedly got a tissue.
"Ziqing, prepare a car for me. After all, I am also his uncle. How can I not go see him off on his last journey?"
Wei Ziqing spit out what was in his mouth, nodded and said, "Yes, Director Luo."
Luo Yao hummed, and then a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that the feeling of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person is so wonderful."
The four major cities in Dongchuan all became a sensation today because of the death of one person. Some people are happy, some are sad, and some are sad, but they are all inextricably related to that person!
Is he dead? Only God knows!
However, he alone has created such a big sensation. Who can have this ability? Even if he dies, the moment he is buried, not only a skeleton will be buried, but also the man who once moved the wind and rain and the