Chapter 822 The Last Side

"En." Hong Wuxing opened his eyes, bloodshot in his eyes, but his eyes were still sharp, but he couldn't hide the lines appearing in the corners of his eyes, and he still had a gloomy aura.

Hong Wukun moved, and the shadow covering him seemed to recede in an instant, placing his tear-stained face under the faint light shining in from outside.

There were no tears in his eyes at the moment, but the deep tear stains on his face hadn't disappeared. He turned his head and looked at Hong Wuxing, his eyes were misty and unfocused.

Hong Wuxing's eyes immediately turned red. Because of his martial arts training, he was full of energy and blood, and he looked younger than his younger brother.

However, compared with ordinary people, Hong Wukun's mental outlook is definitely much better than that of his peers. In his 50s, he looks like he is only in his forties.

However, in less than two hours, he originally only had gray hair on his temples, but now his head is full of gray, and his energy has been taken away, like an old man in his 60s.

"I want to avenge Ah Yi." The tone was very flat, but it was full of ruthlessness. If the murderer stood in front of him at this moment, he would definitely swallow his flesh and drink his blood raw.

"..." Hong Wuxing was silent, he knew what he meant, he wanted to use the power of the Hong family to find out the murderer and take revenge himself.

"Brother, brother." Hong Wuxing's silence caused the calm expression on Hong Wukun's face to crack, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcasm-like cry: "You put your hope in the police? Oh, they wanted to catch Ah Yi before, and they wronged Ah Yi killed people, and you still believe them? No, I don’t agree, I will take Ah Yi home and catch the murderer with my own hands.”

Hong Wuxing lowered his eyes and answered after a while: "Akun, now is a society ruled by law..."

"Is it because of the rule of law, or because of Ye Fan?" Hong Wukun interrupted him directly, and kept suppressing the sudden outburst of emotions. This kind of outburst is not hysterical, but an outburst of forbearance, gritting teeth and bloody outbursts, which is better than yelling The louder is more heart-pounding.

"Ye Zu, who is it? She brought people to arrest Ah Yi, and the eldest brother welcomed them into the house like VIPs, and even led her here to arrest them. Now that Ah Yi is dead, he was killed. She blocked us outside, not even letting us see each other for the last time, and the elder brother entrusted A Yi's death on her?"

Hong Wukun questioned loudly, like a lone wolf moaning: "Brother, Ah Yi is your nephew."

Hong Wuxing fell into silence again, and Hong Wukun didn't speak anymore, and the car suddenly fell into a suffocating silence.

In front of Shenghao's gate, the police blared for a long time, and then there was another wave of loud noise.

It was because of the meddling of the media, coupled with the powerful and wealthy bosses in Shenghao, the scene was too noisy. Take the people inside back to the police station for investigation.

If this goes on until dawn, more people will come.

There was no other way but to dispatch special police.

Facing real guns and live ammunition, the heavily armed special police finally calmed down after the noise.

The special police isolated all the media outside the cordon, and the police officers inside brought out Sheng Hao's staff and guests, and brought them into the police car one by one.

Behind was a stretcher carried out, covered with a white cloth, covering from head to toe, it was obviously the deceased, Hong Yi, a bigwig in the entertainment circle who was rumored to have been killed.

The media that had been quiet went crazy again, but they were stopped by the special police. They couldn't rush up, so they just pointed their guns and cannons at the corpses on the elevating frame to shoot, and the media set up a live broadcast, and they restrained themselves after being warned by the police. .

Seeing the stretcher being lifted out of Shenghao, Hong Wukun pushed the car door and was about to rush over, but Hong Wuxing, who had been prepared for a long time, pulled him back, and he used his skill to completely suppress him.

For the first time, Hong Wukun showed hatred towards Hong Wuxing.

Hong Wuxing couldn't bear to glance away, and looked at Ye Fan who came out of Shenghaoli. She immediately noticed his gaze, looked towards him, and nodded to him.

Drip~~Du~~~Drip~~Du~~

The siren sounded, and the police car roared away. After the police car got on the road, the special police closed up and left. The media on the scene were divided into two groups, and one group stayed where they were. Although Sheng Hao was sealed up by the police, as the scene of the first crime , still worth paying attention to, another group followed behind the police car.

The noisy entrance of Shenghao suddenly became quiet, and the excitement dissipated, only the cold wind remained.

Hong Wuxing brought Hong Wukun into the car, met his cold gaze, took out his mobile phone, pulled out a phone, and said solemnly: "Open Xiangtang."

It was just three words, but full of coldness and solemnity, Hong Wukun's eyes couldn't help but change, and his heart beat violently.

After hanging up the phone, Hong Wuxing ordered his disciples to drive, then turned his head, looked at Hong Wukun with a serious expression, and said majesticly: "Don't you want to know who Ye Zu is? Go back and tell you."

After a pause, the voice softened a little; "Also, don't mess around, if you still want to see Ayi again."

Hearing this sentence, Hong Wukun's heart was really shocked. His blood-red eyes widened, and his voice was hoarse: "What, what do you mean? Is Ah Yi not dead?" The gray and lifeless eyes suddenly burst into hope shine.

Hong Wuxing tilted his head, couldn't bear to see the hope in his eyes disappear again, but still sighed, shattering the impossible disillusionment in his heart, and said euphemistically: "Ye Zu is not a mortal, she can let us see A Yi for the last time , and only she can do it."

The hope that Hong Wukun raised just now was shattered again, his whole body fell limply on the car seat, and the streetlight shone in and fell on his face, flickering on and off.

In the middle of the night, the criminal investigation building of the police station was suddenly brightly lit, and footsteps were heard from every building, making the atmosphere tense and busy.

Ye Fan just finished the record of punching the deceased Hong Yi twice and leaving wounds on his body. Chang Dui and He Pingfei followed her. They acted as time witnesses for her in the record.

Looking at the chaotic office, the three of them stroked their foreheads helplessly in unison. There was no need for such a big fight. The criminal investigation team has never handled any major cases or experienced any scenes, but...

The three of them looked out of the window. In the dark night, even if the window was closed, they could still see the noise like that of a vegetable market, which made their heads ache.

"Did you reveal the news of Hong Yi's murder? Isn't this adding to the chaos?" He Pingfei really wanted to drag the person who leaked the news in front of Ye Fan and let her punch her twice, too much for the police to find trouble for them .

 Second update~~~~

  

 

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