Li Wenfang was born into a police family and has been in the police force for three generations. She is almost paranoid about her work and hates evil as much as she hates evil. She can't let go of her grudge against the bad guys who escaped legal sanctions.
It can be said that she was born to be a good police officer, but... her impulse to catch Yang was mixed with a trace of resentment caused by being despised by men.
She raised her gun with murderous intent and strode towards the scene of the shootout, which was closely surrounded by SDU commandos. Her feminine demeanor attracted the attention of many male police officers.
"Superintendent Li, please stop, this place has been taken over by our SDU." Fully armed members of the Flying Tigers with cool masks blocked Li Wenfang.
Li Wenfang is the queen of the Hong Kong police force, and everyone in the Flying Tigers knows her. She said with a stern look on her face: "Please get out of the way. Catching bad guys is the duty of every police officer."
"this...."
"I order you to get out of the way. If something happens, you don't need to take responsibility."
With a sullen face, Li Wenfang pushed aside the Flying Tigers members who were blocking the way, took a few steps quickly, and blended into the tight formation, waiting for the SDU team to launch an assault at any time.
Three police armored vehicles blocked the road and became a bunker for the commando team. Li Wenfang squatted down with a gun in hand, leaning on the edge of the rear of the armored vehicle, and peered at Yang Chen.
Standing among the corpses, Yang Chen looked awe-inspiring and fearless.
Arrogant... Li Wenfang looked at Yang Chen's unhurried and free and easy energy and was filled with anger, wishing that a bunch of bullets would be poured out on Yang Chen.
"Superintendent Li... what are you doing?" a person in charge of SDU approached Li Wenfang and asked knowingly.
"Leave me alone, do what you have to do." Li Wenfang remained calm and the man who approached him smiled bitterly. In terms of position, Li Wenfang was a powerful police superintendent without any substance.
Superintendent, the senior police rank in Hong Kong, is only two levels short of Chief Superintendent Song Zihao. Among the many departments directly under the headquarters, Ji Ji is the only high-ranking chief superintendent. It is quite special. Above Song Zihao, there are only a handful of police departments.
An awesome guy with that many levels.
The top leader of the Flying Tigers was only a police superintendent. He was wearing heavy equipment and wanted to persuade Li Wenfang to leave. There was really nothing he could do against this overlord.
"You said you, after working as a police officer for ten years, are still so impulsive. We are the disciplinary forces of Hong Kong, not gangsters. It is outrageous to violate orders at will." Song Zihao hurried over, followed by more than a dozen key members of the police.
Li Wenfang said stubbornly: "Sir Song, I want to catch him with my own hands."
"What are you trying to catch? Neither you nor I can catch him." Song Zihao was angry, glared at Li Wenfang, and continued: "He has a special status and has the right to kill dangerous targets."
"What..." Li Wenfang couldn't believe it. What a special identity could be above the laws of Hong Kong?
"Chief Secretary for Administration Situ is on his way here. He is not here to take charge, but to apologize on behalf of the Chief Executive." Song Zihao said the shocking news he had just learned.
Li Wenfang was in a daze, and then in a daze again.
About twenty minutes later, Director Situ appeared and shook hands with Yang Chen in the middle of the blood-stained road in front of the 14k Hall in Sham Shui Po. He apologized deeply. Fortunately, the body had been taken away by the police. He was originally on a surprise attack mission to defeat the enemy.
Several SDU teams temporarily acted as security forces to protect the target... Yang Chen.
In the gym.
Don't talk about others, Sang Biao, who was well aware of Yang Chen's inscrutableness, was no longer calm. Chief Secretary for Administration Situ Feng, who was second only to the Chief Executive in his fierce presence, shook hands with Yang Chen showing humility.
How awesome is a young man who is only twenty-six or seventeen years old... Sang Biao thought about it and had no clue. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he was only qualified to be someone else's lackey in this life.
Not far away, the 14k brothers looked dull, as if they had seen a ghost.
Li Wenfang, who was among the backbone of the O Ji group, looked at Yang Chen, who was surrounded by dozens of people and was finally put into the back seat of a luxury car by Director Situ, and felt particularly tangled.
Several confrontations.
She regarded him as her enemy, and was even more angry because of his disdain for her. At this moment... she felt relieved and thought to herself: In his eyes, she must be an insignificant person who does not need to be taken seriously.
After thinking about this, she felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing.
………………………
Prince of Wales Hospital.
Nalan Haishican received treatment at the same time.
Shi Can's injury was just a skin injury, and he could recover with a simple bandage and hospitalization for a few days. Nalan Hai's situation was more complicated, and surgery to remove accumulated intracranial congestion was very risky.
Yang Chen spared no expense and hired a top team from the United States to perform the surgery. The moment Nalanhai was pushed into the operating room, Nalan Tongtong clasped her hands together, praying that the operation would be completed smoothly.
"Uncle, he must be fine." Yang Chen hugged Nalan Tongtong to comfort him.
"Brother Chen is right, uncle Nalan Jiren has his own destiny." Shi Yuan interrupted weakly, not because she meant something wrong. After getting close to Nalan Tongtong, she couldn't help but feel inferior. She felt like the girl who looked up to the beauty.
The ugly duckling of the swan is too ordinary and humble.
"Thank you, Yuanyuan." Nalan Tongtong turned to smile and thanked Shi Yuan, and said sincerely: "After listening to your brother nagging that you dreamed of studying abroad, I took it upon myself to help you contact the University of Munich in Germany, where the law major
The best in the world.”
"Uh..." Shi Yuan froze on the spot, her happiness came so suddenly, and she was at a loss for words.
"I will help you with the tuition fees first, and then you will pay me back when you become a barrister." Nalan Tongtong smiled brightly. The reason why he said this was because he was afraid that Shi Yuan, who was extremely powerful, would refuse.
After all, most people are willing to accept reciprocal help rather than alms from above.
Shi Yuan nodded heavily, and then said with worry: "I...I'm afraid I can't do it..."
"Believe me, where there is a will, there is a way..." Nalan Tongtong left Yang Chen's arms and held Shi Yuan's hand, her smile full of encouragement.
Time passes quietly.
Six hours into the operation, Ye Fengyi rushed to the hospital. Her choice to divorce Nalan Hai was an act of anger, not a breakup of the relationship.
During the two years when Nalan Hai was neither alive nor dead, she regretted it countless times, blaming herself for being careless and easily ruining her thirty-year marriage.
Now that the man who has spent thirty years with her is still alive, how can she turn a blind eye to her?
"mom...."
"Aunt...."
Nalan Tongtong and Yang Chen quickly greeted Ye Fengyi. When Ye Fengyi learned that the operation was still in progress, her heart suddenly lifted and she muttered silently: "Old man, you have to survive this time no matter what. Don't leave me and Tongtong behind."
Everyone waited silently.
The operation entered the seventh hour, and the door of the operating room finally opened. The American expert who performed the surgery walked out, took off his mask, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled to congratulate Yang Chen, Nalan Tongtong, and Ye Fengyi who came around.
The surgery was very successful.
Nalan Tongtong cried with joy, Ye Fengyi burst into tears, and Yang Chen was also happy. She sincerely thanked the surgeon and promised to increase her remuneration by one million US dollars.
Nalan Hai has just finished surgery and needs to rest.
Ye Fengyi personally stayed with the bed, and the advanced special care ward was also equipped with a nurse. The two took turns guarding Nalan Hai 24 hours a day. Nalan Tongtong, who had not slept much last night, was persuaded by Yang Chen to go back to the hotel.
