A man's life is complete only if he has cried, knelt, and shed tears. Yang Chen understood the true meaning earlier than his peers. Tears...sometimes do not mean weakness.
Only a man who has cried for his woman knows what love is.
Therefore, Yang Chen did not stop Stone from kneeling down beside Xiaoli's body, who was weeping in grief, and allowed Stone to vent his anger.
Having experienced the blow of both parents' death at the age of **, he has been in mixed society for some years and is used to seeing life and death. Shitou is by no means the kind of loser who is immersed in sadness and cannot get out of it for a while. He vents his heart out quickly and wipes away the tears on his face.
He stood up straight and said to Yang Chen: "Yang Zi, let's go."
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the two sonorous men walked out of the scene blocked by the police step by step. Their desolate backs were still majestic, so that most people present did not dare to look at them.
"Brother Stone!"
"Brother!"
The men in black who came with Shitou were full of grief and anger, gnashing their teeth and ready to move. With just a look from Shitou, these gangsters completely ignored the presence of the police, rushed in regardless of the consequences, and set fire to the Paradise Entertainment City to vent their anger for Brother Shitou.
Brother Shitou's woman takes revenge.
"Listen, come back to me and do what you are doing. If I don't let you go, whoever dares to use my guise to summon brothers to find Chen Biao is not my brother, Shitou." Shitou looked around at the brothers with an expressionless face.
, the unquestionable eyes made these unruly men almost suffer internal injuries and left hesitantly.
Only by staying calm in times of trouble can great things happen.
Yang Chen felt sad for his brother and felt very relieved.
The big dye vat of society has finally added some heroic qualities to the stone.
Shitou's confidant Ma Zai drove away. Yang Chen kneaded the crumpled soft Chinese cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it to Shitou, and lit one himself. The two stopped on the roadside and smoked silently. Xiaoli's passing also made Yang Chen sad.
I feel a little uncomfortable when I think of the poor girl who was my old comrade-in-arms Mouse who was humiliated and committed suicide.
They are all poor women.
"Yang Zi, I know you have already thought of a countermeasure. Tell me what to do next." Shitou blew out a string of smoke rings and stared sideways at the most trusted person in the world. Only the persistence of revenge and no trace of sadness remained on his rough face.
, all the sadness was suppressed deep in his heart, and he would recollect it bit by bit in the future when he was emotionally moved or lonely.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood."
Yang Chen's answer was straightforward and brief.
Just as Shitou said, this guy has made up his mind. Chen Biao must die. Only by dying can he comfort Xiaoli who is under the pressure of the world, and can he make the big brothers in Xijing feel a little in awe.
"Okay!" Shitou, eager for revenge, nodded excitedly.
A few minutes later, the black Wrangler off-road vehicle sped away, and the underworld in Xijing would no longer be peaceful.
At the scene of Xiaoli's fall and death, a group of police officers were busy collecting the body and preparing for an autopsy. Another group entered the Paradise Entertainment City to investigate and collect evidence. In full view of everyone, they had to go through the cutscene. They wanted to extract the surveillance video, but were told by the surveillance camera on the sixth floor.
All the probes were broken, and when they asked about Chen Biao's whereabouts, everyone in the entertainment city said they had never seen him before, including Xiaoli's sister who made K-suits. They spent the entire afternoon with no success.
The next day, the police station that received the call announced that Xiaoli committed suicide and fell from a building. A female police officer who had just graduated from the police academy and participated in yesterday's investigation came to the director and questioned whether the conclusion was too hasty. The fat director behind the desk lowered his face and became serious.
The voice said: "The autopsy report and witness evidence fully prove that he committed suicide and jumped from the building. You have just started working, what right do you have to question?!"
The young female police officer was speechless and walked out of the office angrily.
The fat director waited for his stupid subordinate to leave, locked the door of the office, and made a call on his mobile phone. When the call was connected, he said with a smile: "Brother Wang, there should be no problem here. Oh, thank you.
Close the case as quickly as possible and return Paradise Entertainment City to justice
Bai, this is what our police are supposed to do. Putting aside the relationship between you and me, Mr. Hong above you has a close relationship with our Zhou Bureau. If I don't handle this little thing properly, how can I have the face to sit in charge of Zhou Bureau?
Okay, okay, some other time we brothers can take some time to sit around and get drunk."
After making the phone call, the fat director crossed his legs and hummed. It didn't take long for another payment to be transferred to his secret bank account. Then he thought about the recent rumors that Director Zhou would be transferred from the Public Security Bureau. The fat director couldn't be happy anymore.
, tapping his fingers on the desk, worriedly wondering what he would do after Director Zhou left.
Golden Shield Hotel.
The former public security department guest house.
It is very close to the office building of Shitou Office.
Yang Chen, Shitou and Long Jiu, who was arranged by Yang Chen to be beside Shitou, the three ferocious beasts carrying an unknown number of lives went into Shitou's office to talk until lunch time.
The three of them walked out of the office. Shitou said to Yang Chen: "I have booked a private room at Zhenwei Pavilion on the second floor of Jindun. Let's go there for lunch."
Yang Chen nodded and said yes. He had something to hide in his heart. Everything he ate was the same. The food was not satisfying. The three of them left the office building. No need to drive. They walked for three to five minutes to the Golden Shield Hotel, which was renovated at the beginning of the year. When they crossed the hotel lobby
, a large group of policemen in uniform came forward.
Shitong Longjiu frowned almost at the same time, obviously not interested in the police, while Yang Chen remained calm. Judging from their police ranks, it was clear that these people were all cadres of the public security system, the smallest being the director of the police station.
As the two sides approached, Yang Chen took a closer look and couldn't help but step forward. He was overjoyed and lamented that the world is so small that he unexpectedly met an acquaintance here, his father's life and death comrade-in-arms.
Zhou Zhengchuan.
The top leader of Xinfeng Public Security Bureau six years ago.
Now wearing a white police uniform with a dazzling first-class police officer epaulette on his shoulders, he is calm and powerful.
Yang Chen, who has been in the military for many years and has a good understanding of military and police ranks, knows that only first-level police supervisors, municipal public security directors or provincial public security department directors are qualified to wear them. A few months ago, Uncle Zhou was mentioned in the provincial station news as a provincial police officer.
As the No. 2 in the department, he issued orders and set off a crackdown on the Zhu family. In just a few months, he made great progress. He is worthy of being one of his father's most optimistic old comrades-in-arms.
"Uncle Zhou..." Now that I have met Yang Chen, how can I miss it?
"Xiaochen..." Zhou Zhengchuan stared at the handsome young man who called him Uncle Zhou. He was stunned for a long time before he recognized who he was. No matter how many subordinates stared at him with wide eyes and laughed heartily, he was forced to leave home and join the army six years ago.
The young man has now grown up and has an extraordinary temperament. He is sincerely happy for his old comrade who has worked hard for half his life and has been buried with countless honors.
"Good boy...well done..." Zhou Zhengchuan held Yang Chen's hand tightly with his right hand and patted Yang Chen's shoulder with his left hand, making no secret of his care and joy for the junior.
The lobby of the Golden Shield Hotel was silent.
A large number of cadres from the public security system watched silently, many with complicated eyes. Two of them knew Yang Chen, one was Li Qiang, the director of Jinhai Road Police Station, and the other was Wan Dayou, the fat director of the police station who asserted that Xiaoli committed suicide. The former and
Yang Chen met Yang Chen many times, but the latter only met Yang Chen at the scene where Xiaoli jumped from the building.
The expressions of the two of them were similar, they were frightened, scared, and uneasy.
