usatvline Chapter 187 Social Death Scene
Chapter 187 Social Death Scene
Situ Haonan is indeed very lucky.
This is inseparable from his cautiousness.
The people sent by Shan Ji were directly captured by his younger brothers.
After Situ Haonan was assassinated, he learned his lesson.
As long as there are new faces.
Just let me keep an eye on them.
Shan Ji's men thought that no one knew them anyway.
Came to the Dongxing territory with arrogance.
People just arrived.
It was discovered.
Then he pressed it.
Situ Haonan looked at the gun that his younger brother had found.
Situ Haonan had a severe toothache.
He quietly put on his gloves, walked up to Shanji's men and said, "As long as you tell me who sent you, I will let you go."
Brother Shan Ji gritted his teeth and glared at Situ Haonan.
"We said that Shan Ji, the leader of the Venomous Snake Hall in Wanwan Province, sent us here."
Situ Haonan cursed: "Fuck, he has no moral principles at all. What grudge do I have against him? Why would he come to mess with me?"
Shan Ji's subordinates: "Our leader said he wanted to avenge his dead boss."
Situ Haonan's younger brother came over and said, "Boss, this Shan Ji used to be with that Chen... Chen Haonan."
Situ Haonan cursed inwardly, "What a screwed man."
Looking at Shan Ji's men, Situ Haonan frowned and said, "Your hall master Shan Ji... do you know where he is now?"
Shan Ji's men really said everything: "He went to kill Hong Xing Liang Kun."
"Fuck, this pheasant is really crazy."
Call your men over.
"Ask if you know if Liang Kun is dead."
Situ Haonan just finished speaking.
Smiling Tiger called.
"That Liang Kun fell to the ground and was killed. Hahahaha..."
Situ Haonan: "Is the news accurate?"
Smiling Tiger laughed happily: "How could it be inaccurate? That Liang Kun fell to the ground with bullet holes all over his body, like a sieve. Hahahaha..."
Situ Haonan looked at Shan Ji's men.
"Smiling Tiger, guess who did this?"
Smiling Tiger was stunned and asked in surprise: "Did you hire someone to do this?"
Situ Haonan: "Fuck, how could it be me? You know I'm broke."
Smiling Tiger didn't have time to laugh: "Who is it? Tell me who is so brave?"
Szeto Ho-nam: "It was a bastard called Shan Ji. Not only did he send his men to kill Hung Hing Leung-kun, he also sent his men to get me."
Smiling Tiger was stunned, wondering how Situ Haonan could be so lucky.
It's such a pity that he's not dead yet.
"Oh my god, pheasants are so brave."
Situ Haonan frowned and said, "Okay, let me spread the news and say that it was Shan Ji who killed Liang Kun."
The Smiling Tiger never minds any trouble. If Hung Hing fails, Tung Sing will definitely step in and take advantage of it.
Situ Haonan looked at Shan Ji's men.
"I said I would let you go, so I let you go. Don't let me see you again next time. Go away."
After saying that, Situ Haonan turned around and didn't look at Shan Ji's men.
Shan Ji's men were excited and thanked him for not killing them.
Situ Haonan suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Sorry, we meet again."
"Pour cement into them and sink them to the bottom of the ocean."
Situ Haonan's younger brothers knew in their hearts that the boss would not let these people go.
"Yes, boss." Dongxing's younger brothers are really cruel and ruthless.
Looks very tough.
Put the people directly into buckets and take them out to pour cement.
Sink to the bottom of the sea.
All in one go.
Situ Haonan: "You guys go spread the news too. Just say that Shan Ji's men assassinated me."
The subordinate nodded and went out to do his work.
Situ Haonan said to himself: "It seems that I need to keep a low profile during this period."
Then the news spread on the street that Shan Ji assassinated Liang Kun and Situ Haonan.
It exploded.
The sky has fallen on Hongxing.
Dongxing is fine, Situ Haonan is fine.
But this time, Hongxing is in big trouble again.
The faucet is hanging again.
When Thirteenth Sister of Hongxing got the news, she was very happy and called two beauties to celebrate with her.
Thirteenth Sister hugged the beauty, hugged her left and right, looked at Shan Ji, and gave a thumbs up: "Shaan Ji, you did a great job this time."
Shan Ji took a sip of wine, but he didn't feel happy.
The men he sent out to kill Situ Haonan have not returned yet.
Han Bin walked into the private room in a hurry: "The news that Shan Ji killed Liang Kun has been leaked."
Pheasant stood up in panic.
Thirteenth Sister also put away her smile.
Thirteenth Sister: "Let Shan Ji run away on your smuggling boat."
Shan Ji heard it and looked at Han Bin.
Han Bin didn't waste any words, nodded and said: "I'll make the arrangements, you hide here with Thirteenth Sister first."
Pheasant: “Thank you.”
Han Bin waved his hand.
He helped Shan Ji escape for the sake of Thirteenth Sister.
………………
Zhang Lang looked at the excited Le Huizhen and asked, "What does your father like?"
Le Huizhen: "He likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, antiques and so on."
Zhang Lang smiled and took out several paintings and an antique from the space.
Le Huizhen doesn't understand the value of this thing.
Zhang Lang didn't quite understand either.
But he knew that the calligraphy and antiques collected by those elite people in Shanghai must be of good quality.
Zhang Lang smiled and said, "When your old man sees these two things, will he give you to me directly?"
Le Huizhen gave Zhang Lang a blank look.
"Impossible, I am the most precious one."
Zhang Lang has met He Min's parents and Zhou Wenli's parents.
I have some experience.
The only difference is that Le Huizhen's father's status is slightly higher than that of Zhou Wenli and He Min's parents.
But it’s all the same for Zhang Lang.
Zhang Lang looked at Lao Letou who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Lao Le is in his seventies, wears glasses, and looks in good spirits.
His wife Huang Meizhen looks to be in her fifties and has maintained herself well.
Zhang Lang has heard about Lao Letou's deeds and has now donated money to more than 20,000 schools.
The point is whether it's Old Le or Jazz.
The status is evident.
Lao Letou's attitude towards Zhang Lang is average, as this guy has stood him up several times.
If his daughter hadn't begged him, he would never have met a junior police officer like Zhang Lang.
Zhang Lang politely gave the antiques and calligraphy and paintings he brought to Lao Letou.
Old Letou's eyes lit up when he saw the antique.
Zhang Lang knew that this was most likely true.
Then Huang Meizhen pulled her over to chat about family matters.
Huang Meizhen looked at Zhang Lang.
The more I watch, the more satisfied I become.
Huang Meizhen smiled amiably and poured a cup of tea for Zhang Lang: "Ah Lang is really a handsome man. I heard from my brother Bingyao that you are already the Chief Inspector. That's amazing."
Zhang Lang took the teacup with both hands and smiled, saying, "It was Chief Huang who helped me, otherwise I might still be a small police officer."
"Don't be modest. If it weren't for you, my brother might have stepped down from his position as Chief Superintendent."
Zhang Lang smiled and waved.
Yue Huizhen sat next to Huang Meizhen and said with a smile: "If it weren't for Alang, my uncle would have gone home to plant flowers and grass now."
At this time, Lao Letou put down the antique and walked over with the calligraphy and painting: "You dead girl, how can you talk like that."
Zhang Lang quickly stood up.
Old Letou said to Zhang Lang without any hesitation: "The antiques and calligraphy and paintings are all real. I'm curious about where you got them."
Zhang Lang didn't care about the old man's attitude and said casually, "These two things have always been in my house. I don't know much about this. Huizhen said that you like calligraphy and antiques, so I thought of borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."
Lao Letou: "You really don't understand. That antique is real, but..."
Le Huizhen asked doubtfully, "But what?"
Zhang Lang also frowned, he didn't even look at what the paintings were about.
Lao Letou unfolded the first painting and pointed at it and said, "Is this how Wu Song beat the tiger? He picked up the tiger and spanked it?"
"And this, 'Good deeds are rewarded, and a crocodile embraces its own crocodile', which means two crocodiles hugging each other?"
“These two are understandable.”
Zhang Lang was sweating profusely.
Social death.
Le Huizhen covered her mouth and laughed secretly.
Huang Meizhen couldn't help but clench her teeth and laugh.
Old Letou took out another painting.
"Look at this, look at this, whose Guan Yu's journey of a thousand miles alone was on a bicycle?"