In the bar, mobile unit Li Yongsen and anti-gangster group Fei Sha came to the bar to have fun with the cigarette shovel.
When the bar owner saw Li Yongsen wearing a blue hat, he quietly went up and asked,
"What's up?"
"No need to stop."
Li Yongsen said something to him and went to find Yan Shoule. The team members behind him asked the boss as usual.
"Is he in charge?"
"right."
"Please bring out your license plate."
"Sir, please come over here. The license plate is in the office."
Li Yongsen and Fei Sha found the happy Yan Shoule. The boy at the Yan Shoule table stood up, and Li Yongsen gently pushed past Yan Shoule's boy.
"Sit down, over there."
Fei Sha found a seat and sat down.
Li Yongsen knew about Yan Shole and Sang Kun. He looked down at Yan Shole and said,
"Sangkun died, what happened?"
Li Yongsen wanted to know what happened. He had been working on Temple Street for a long time. There was a mix of good and bad people there, and it was common for him to ask someone for help.
Li Yongsen wanted Yan Shoule to make friends by himself and do things without making friends.
Yan Shoule looked at Li Yongsen disdainfully,
"I'll call his mother first and let you know as soon as possible, sir."
When Li Yongsen heard that Yan Shoule didn't want to make friends, he raised his head slightly and said,
"So you don't want to talk to me?"
Huo Bao came over to interject at this time, and said to Li Yongsen with an arrogant and contemptuous expression,
"Then you go talk to his mother."
Fei Sha raised his head and stared at Huo Bo who lit the cigarette. He picked up the beer from the table and poured it directly on Huo Bo's head, pouring it all down.
After finishing pouring Feisha, he put down the beer and looked at the arrogant hot again.
"If you go too far, I'll get to work."
"Sweep your place every day until you beg for food."
Fei Sha stood up and turned around to leave with Li Yongsen. Yan Shoule shouted behind them,
"Sir, please help me collect that corpse."
Li Yongsen made his own judgment. If Yan Shole didn't hand over someone, then this person was not himself, or he was too hot to get close to him.
Since Yan Shoule won't cooperate, the next target we're looking for is...
——Blind glow.
…
Even after Blind Hui was beaten up by Sang Kun, he was still selling cigarettes on the street. If he made much less money today, Xiao Hui would find out that something might have happened to him.
Blind Hui thought his matter was over, until Li Yongsen came to him again.
Blind Hui was taken to the alley. He leaned against the wall timidly, not daring to look at Li Yongsen.
Li Yongsen looked at Blind Hui and said slowly,
"say."
"Fifteen minutes before the incident, you had an argument with Sang Kun."
"Don't tell me, this matter has nothing to do with you."
Blind Hui, who lives on Temple Street, knows that he cannot be a 25-year-old boy if he wants to survive. He shakes his head desperately to deny it all.
The sir from last time saw that Blind Hui refused to tell the truth, so he went up to give Blind Hui some words and hit the wound on Blind Hui's head hard.
"Let the people in Temple Street think that he gave us information to frame him."
"You want to kill him. We are looking for someone, not unjustly accusing him."
Li Yongsen had cooperated with his black and white face many times, but he still couldn't bear it when he looked at Blind Hui who was squatting down and covering his head in the corner.
After Li Yongsen and others left, Blind Hui still shrank on the ground.
He silently touched the top of the beer bottle's head, and the healed wound began to ooze blood.
Blind Hui opened his worn shoulder bag and saw that the cigarettes inside were all fine. He smiled happily, stood up and continued to sell cigarettes on Temple Street.
Blind Hui has been selling cigarettes for a long time, but Xiao Hui has been absent-minded, and the customers began to abuse her for her perfunctory service attitude.
Xiaohui simply closed her shop and stopped doing business. She waited for a long time and Blindhui finally came back.
The moment Xiao Hui saw Blind Hui, her tears turned red and she looked at Blind Hui happily. Blind Hui had more wounds than yesterday...
Xiaohui touched Blind Hui's face as usual,
"What happened today? Did they beat you again?"
“…”
Blind Hui shook his head as always, showed his unskilled smile, and gave all the money in the bag to Xiao Hui so that Xiao Hui could buy groceries tomorrow.
Xiaohui felt sorry for this man. Although Blind Hui looked stupid, he was the only one who was kind to her.
The joy of the two meeting each other diluted the sadness.
…
"Yesterday, a gang vendetta occurred in Temple Street, Yau Ma Tei. I believe everyone has heard of it."
"Data show that this is related to the association and Hexing to which the nickname Yan Chanle belongs, as well as the Tangkou and Liansheng to which the nickname Sangkun belongs."
"There is an order from above to crack down on Yan Tu Le's association and Hexing."
"According to information, He Hexing ran unscrupulous places, sold illicit cigarettes, smuggled drugs, and underground casinos in the Temple Street area, and engaged in a series of criminal activities."
"Tonight we have an operation to unite customs and anti-gang departments."
Everyone in the police station stood up and shouted,
"Yse, sir!"
…
Yan Zhanle and Huo Bang looked down from the high parking lot, and saw a long line of arrests at He Hexing's place, and the entire place had been cleaned up.
Yan Chanle sighed, put his hands on the railing and said,
"Tell all my people to stop and don't start work this month. Don't do anything."
Huo Bo took a deep breath from the cigarette in his hand, turned away angrily, and threw the bottle against the wall.
"What the hell, both those who knew and those who didn't knew were all wiped out by the police."
"I'm sure it's Blind Hui who's causing trouble."
"I personally saw that guy jumping on the street, chatting and laughing with the policeman."
Yan Shoule frowned, knowing in his heart that Blind Hui had nothing to do with this matter.
However, if Huo Bao wanted to do Blind Fai, he wouldn't stop him, he would just let Huo Bao vent his anger.
…
Blind Hui and Xiao Hui were sleeping comfortably. Blind Hui felt that the matter was over. No one came to see him today, whether it was the people from Yan Shoule or the police.
Life returned to calm, which he cherished especially.
There was a knock on the door,
When Xiao Hui saw Blind Hui's tired look, she got up and opened the door. She thought it was a guest looking for her so late.
Xiao Hui opened the door and saw Huo Bao lighting the Molotov cocktail and saying,
"Being a 25-year-old boy?"
Xiaohui realized something was wrong, and she wanted to close the door, but the hot-tempered boy across the iron fence held the door with his hand.
Huobang threw the Molotov cocktail inside, and the small 20-square-meter house burst into flames. The fire spread to Xiao Hui's body.
Xiao Hui's screams made Blind Hui wake up. He stood up and saw the fire on Xiao Hui's body. He pulled off Xiao Hui's clothes and put out the flames with his hands.
The door had already been locked by Huo Bao with a chain as thick as his arm, and Blind Hui climbed out of the window with Xiao Hui.
In the early morning, Blind Hui supported Xiao Hui and walked on the deserted street...
Xiaohui sat in the alley and wailed. Not only her burned body, but also everything she had was gone.
The rental home is gone, and the money I have saved over the years is gone.
Cao Dahua and Zuo Dahua had just gotten off work and were going to Temple Street for breakfast.
"Left hand, let me tell you."
"What are we going to do in the negotiations tomorrow? Secretly grab two cannons and prepare some swordsmanship..."
Hearing screams in the alley with his left hand, he pointed to the alley,
"Brother Da, there seems to be a woman being raped inside..."
"Ah~ Damn it, I hate this kind of thing the most. Let's see how I, Mawangda, teach them a lesson."
Cao Dahua rolled up his sleeves and walked into the alley, cursing.
