Hong Kong Island Police Station.

Yan Xiong looked at Beng Yacai who threw himself on the street in surprise!

A few flies were still buzzing around Beng Yacai's body.

Yan Xiong’s brain is a bit too hard to turn around!

According to what Xie Yonghua, the "cobra" in front of him, said, the death of the twelfth emperor's uncle in the Hehe Tu was "suicide out of fear of crime"!

Xie Yonghua stood in front of Yan Xiong in a straight suit, with an extremely humble attitude. He took off his glasses, wiped his tears with a handkerchief and said: "Master Yan, this is the truth! Beng Yacai and Shorty Zhou have always been good friends. This time

Shorty Zhou was caught by you because of Shi Zhijian's affairs, and his life and death are still unknown! Our boss Beng Ya was so angry that he kidnapped Shi Zhijian's nanny out of a sudden thought!"

"Afterwards, Mr. Yan, you issued an order to find the kidnapper! Our boss Beng Ya was afraid of your old reputation. He knew that he could not escape, and he deeply regretted it! In order to make up for the mistake, he had to commit suicide in the execution hall. Before he died, he only asked Yan

Master, please let us, the Wharf people, go! Please, Master Yan!"

After Xie Yonghua finished speaking, he knelt on the ground towards Yan Xiong with a bang, tears and runny nose streaming from his eyes!

Yan Xiong rolled his eyes. As a veteran and a big shot in the police force, he looked at Beng Yacai's injuries. It didn't look like he had committed suicide!

Xie Yonghua saw Yan Xiong circling the body with his hands behind his back and looking at the body carefully, and said hurriedly: "Master Yan, there is something else I haven't told you -"

As he spoke, he respectfully took out a suicide note from his arms and held it to Yan Xiong with both hands: "This is the suicide note that our boss wrote before committing suicide. I would like to ask you, Mr. Yan, to read it!"

A suicide note?

Yan Xiong almost laughed!

Who knows that this Bengya talent can only kill people with two swords, but is illiterate, and even learned to write a suicide note before he died?

Yan Xiong sneered and took the suicide note held by Xie Yonghua and opened it——

There was a huge check worth one million dollars inside!

Then Yan Xiong closed the suicide note again with a snap, and sighed with his hands behind his back: "He died well! He died well! Although he committed suicide out of fear of crime, he still saved you Wharf people!"

Xie Yonghua kowtowed to the ground and said, "Thank you, Master Yan!"

Yan Xiong nodded, "From now on, Hehetu Wharf will be under your management, right?"

Xie Yonghua didn't raise his head, and knelt at Yan Xiong's feet in a humble posture: "It's the big guy who's asking for love, but it's a pity that I'm just a straw sandal, and according to the rules, I'm not qualified to hold a job!"

Yan Xiong's eyes rolled around. This Xie Yonghua seemed to be very obedient. Why not take him in and treat him like a wolf dog?

With a calculation in his mind, Yan Xiong sighed again: "Well, I, Yan, have some status in the world, and now I am the Chief Inspector of Hong Kong Island - I can help you get a job!"

Xie Yonghua immediately hugged Yan Xiong's thigh and said excitedly: "Master Yan! If this is really the case, I am willing to serve you all my life! I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Yan Xiong smiled, "Very good! I like your words! You will be the new boss of Wharf from now on!"

…

After Xie Yonghua left, Yan Xiong pointed to Beng Yacai's body and ordered someone to dispose of it.

At this time, a plainclothes man came forward and said: "Master Yan, I think this Xie Yonghua is not simple! This Bengya was obviously killed by someone! According to the rules of the world, killing a big boss is a heinous crime!"

Yan Xiong said disdainfully: "The rules of the world? The rules are all set by people! If one of them is ruthless enough, the other one is the one who makes the rules! Besides, dying only after Bengyao has no harm to you and me, we can use him to prevaricate

Shi Zhijian, what if the man named Shi is dissatisfied if I hand over a minion?"

"Also," Yan Xiong returned to his seat and sat down, taking a cigar and biting it in his mouth: "This Xie Yonghua is just a dog in my eyes! I raise a dog to help me in the world.

It will be a lot more convenient! If he dares to bite me back, I will kill him and make a dog meat hotpot!"

After saying that, Yan Xiong lit his cigar and blew out a puff of smoke arrogantly!

…

Xie Yonghua walked out of the police station with unruly steps and a ponytail.

The black-footed chicken was waiting for him in front of a Mercedes-Benz.

There were four cars behind the Mercedes-Benz, all of them people from Hehetu Wharf.

When Blackfoot saw Xie Yonghua coming out of the police station, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Hua, how are you?"

Xie Yonghua looked at the black-footed chicken with a smile, and said with something in mind: "What do you think?"

The black-footed chicken was so frightened when he saw it that Xie Yonghua saw it, as if Xie Yonghua had seen through all his thoughts.

In fact, Blackfoot Chicken is still not convinced by Xie Yonghua. He also wants to have a taste of the boss's throne. Now, on the surface, he surrenders just because he wants Xie Yonghua to be his scapegoat.

Anyone who knows whether Yan Xiong will let Wharf off easily, if he gets violent, Xie Yonghua will bear the brunt and become the scapegoat for all of them!

"Brother Hua, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? You know it well!" Xie Yonghua took out a cigarette from his arms and held it in his mouth, squinting at the black-footed chicken.

Blackfoot Chicken quickly took out a lighter and helped Xie Yonghua light the cigarette.

Xie Yonghua puffed out his smoke, reached out and patted Blackfoot on the shoulder and said: "Money, women, I agree with you! If you want to be a boss, you can, just kill me, and then you Blackfoot will be the boss of Wharf!"

"Haha, Brother Hua, you are kidding! I am so loyal to you!" Black-footed Chicken looked embarrassed.

"Loyalty? Are you also very loyal to Beng Ya? As a human being, you must be aware of current affairs!" Xie Yongcai said, opening the car door and getting in the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

The black-footed chicken also hurriedly got into the car.

Xie Yonghua was sitting in the back of the car, holding a cigarette and flicking it with his arms, and said with a surly face: "Sit in the seat as big as your butt is!"

Blackfoot laughed awkwardly.

"Now, you know what I said, Yan Xiong has promised to help me get a job, and I will be the new boss of Wharf from now on! Do you understand?"

When Black-footed Chicken heard this, he was shocked in his heart!

Yan Xiong wants to help Cobra, who is on the street, to find a job? Doesn't that mean that he is justified in taking the position and he will never have a chance again?

"You have a chance, unless you kill me!" Xie Yonghua kicked the seat of the black-footed chicken in front of him with his foot, as if he heard the black-footed chicken's heartfelt voice!

The black-footed chicken turned pale with fright, and quickly turned around and said: "Where are you, I don't dare!"

Xie Yonghua smiled and ordered: "Drive! Go to the wooden house on Temple Street!"

…

Temple Street, wooden house area.

"Smelly cousin! You're not even worth three dollars! I'm willing to play with you just to give you face!"

Outside the wooden house, a big man grabbed Pheasant Ping's hair, sat on her and slapped Pheasant Ping's cheeks hard.

Bang bang bang!

Pheasant Ping was slapped until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen.

"I didn't expect that you stinky bitch would dare to steal my money while I was going to the toilet to pee! I have to beat you to death today!"

Bang bang bang!

Pheasant Ping was beaten to death and struggled: "I don't have it, I just want to lend you some money! I'll pay you back later!"

"Really? You're still a ghost! No one in this temple street knows that you, Pheasant Ping, are a rotten woman!" The big man looked ferocious and showed no mercy.

The surrounding poor people in the wooden hut area were also watching the fun, and some were laughing and pointing at the pheasants.

"This Pheasant Ping also has today!"

"Yeah, it's embarrassing!"

At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz sedan drove up, followed by four cars. It was a huge scene.

People from such a poor place had never seen such a magnificent luxury car. They were immediately startled and speculated that some big shot was driving it.

The big man who was beating Pheasant Ping also stopped and turned back to stare at the passing motorcade.

The Mercedes-Benz stopped.

Black-footed chicken hurriedly got out of the car and helped open the door with his own hands.

The cars behind also stopped, and twelve burly men got out of the four cars and lined up in two rows to welcome Xie Yonghua as he got off.

Everyone looked towards the car door.

Pheasant Ping, whose nose and face were bruised and bruised, was also lying on the ground and looking at the car door with bared teeth.

Xie Yonghua stepped out of the car door with one leather shoe, and then appeared in front of everyone in a suit and leather shoes.

Wearing a suit, a ponytail, a cigarette in his mouth, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looked surly and arrogant!

"This is-"

The poor people in the wooden hut area were dumbfounded.

I wonder if I saw it wrong!

Pheasant Ping got up from the ground and rubbed her eyes vigorously, "He is our... Hua Zai? No way, he's not dead yet?"

Xie Yonghua held a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes as he glanced around at the neighbors who usually looked down on him and called him a street boy and a rotten person. Then he glanced at his mother Pheasant Ping, who was crawling up like a dog with a bruised nose and face, and he smiled.

"Sister Ping, you are fine!"

Xie Yonghua held a cigarette between his arms and walked domineeringly toward Pheasant Ping with cat steps.
To be continued...