At the beginning, I want to quit the arena

Chapter 69

New Reclamation Street Sweetheart Clock Apartment.

The picture of Sheng Jiale torturing Feng Ao'er was played on the TV screen. Although Feng Ao'er's face could not be seen clearly, Sheng Jiale's face was captured very clearly in the camera, with a ferocious expression and wolf-like eyes.

"Where did the clip come from?" Luo Zijie bit his cigarette, and asked Snake Ming, who was pressed by Ding Wenxin and Peng Aochong so that his entire upper body was pressed against the coffee table, and he turned his face sideways trying to raise his head.

She Ziming was restrained so tightly that he could not move, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know."

Luo Zijie put on his gloves, took out a bag of Miss Bai from his jacket pocket, and threw it on the coffee table in front of Shezai Ming: "I weighed you for you, and it's just enough for you to sit for three years. I wish you a prosperous business after three years."

"Your old mother stinks..." Snake Ming looked at Miss Bao Bai in front of him, and wanted to curse Luo Zijie angrily. Going back, he continued to ask, "Where did you come from?"

"You guys have bad manners and no credibility..." She Ziming didn't say anything, but continued to scold Luo Zijie and others.

Seeing that Snake Ming refused to speak, Luo Zijie looked at Peng Aochong and Ding Wenxin: "Let him go."

The two looked at Luo Zijie upon hearing the words, Luo Zijie nodded and repeated: "Let him go."

The two let go of She Ziming, She Ziming straightened up and panted, Luo Zijie waved to him: "Let's go."

Hearing Luo Zijie's words, She Ziming couldn't believe it, and Ding Wenxin who was beside him also yelled at him:
"I heard nothing, I told you to go!"

She Ziming looked at Miss Bai on the table, then at the three of them, then turned and walked outside.

As soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt a soft sound behind him, and turned his head suddenly. Behind him, Luo Zijie was taking the gun from Ding Wenxin.

"You...you..." She Ziming's back was wet with cold sweat for a moment, and his voice trembled a little.

Luo Zijie waved his hand at him: "Turn around, don't look."

"Sir...it's not so fun! I'm just a groom!" Snake Ming looked at Miss Bai on the table, and then at Luo Zijie, his voice was a little panicked: "At most, sue me for manipulating others to engage in pornography!"

"Where did the clip come from?" Luo Zijie pointed the pistol, and asked while biting a cigarette without looking at She Zaiming.

She Ziming lowered his head: "Dabao... Dabao gave it to me..."

"Why did you hand it over to you? When did you hand it over?" Ding Wenxin took the initiative to ask.

She Ziming said as if resigned to his fate: "A few days ago, Dabao came to me for the first drink, and said that although Damo had withdrawn from the arena, he still told him what to do. Dabao hoped that Damo could come in and live for a while, and stop meddling in his business. .”

"Please tell me clearly." Luo Zijie said to She Ziming.

"Lao Rong has taken off the signboard now. Dabao wants to continue to do business in Yau Tsim Mong. Of course, he has to pass the time. Damo means to let him worship Lin's mother, but Dabao has a good relationship with Liangpan, and he wants to worship under Jingpan's persuasion. Tiger." She Zaiming said in a low voice: "He gave it to me because now everyone knows that I have cooperated with the Chicken Killing Group, and I hope I can give the fragment to the Chicken Killing Group and make a knife for him to send Dalmo to the ancestral hall. "

Luo Zijie turned the roulette with the gun: "Then why didn't you give it to us?"

"Because you broke the rules, I don't want to leave it to you to cause trouble. How could you rush over as soon as it was opened." She Ziming lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Are there any more clips?" Luo Zijie took out the tape from the video recorder and asked She Ziming.

She Ziming shook his head, but said again: "I only have this little, but Dabao has more in his hand. If you are interested, he said, you can talk about it in detail."

……

Whampoa, Hung Hom, Kowloon, Whampoa Garden, Palm Court.

This is the flagship housing estate among the private residences in West Kowloon. Most of the people who live here are the upper-middle class or representatives of foreign companies working in Hong Kong. The developer Hutchison Whampoa also won the title of the top ten well-known developers in Asia that year because of this property.

In 800, the opening price was HKD 941 per square foot. The apartment Ouyang Feng bought with a loan was located on the [-]th floor, [-] square feet. It was the best and largest apartment in Palm Garden, overlooking the sea.

Ouyang Feng was dressed in light gray home clothes, and came out with two cups of coffee in his hands. In the living room, Luo Zijie was turning on the video recorder, and the clips he had obtained began to play on the TV.

"Madam..." Luo Zijie turned to Ouyang Feng and said, Ouyang Feng handed him the coffee in his hand: "Speak slowly."

"Thank you Madam." Luo Zijie took the coffee and took a sip: "According to She Ziming, this clip is the big treasure who now takes over Shengjiale's business. Cao Shaobao provided it. He may have a follow-up clip in his hand. Cao Shaobao is dissatisfied with Shengjiale Golden Pot After washing his hands, he is still pointing fingers at him, so he hopes to send Sheng Jiale to live there for a few years, because She Zaiming cooperates with SDS, so Dabao asked the other party to give us the clips when they set up a peace wine, expressing their cooperative attitude , but it is doubtful that as soon as She Zaiming got the footage, someone made an anonymous phone call and informed us to meet She Zaiming, saying that he had information."

Ouyang Feng drank his coffee and finished watching the clip with a blank expression. Instead of caring about the clip, he asked, "What is the result of ICAC's investigation on you?"

"It doesn't matter, this kind of investigation will be done several times a year. I'm telling you that it's the order of Chief Shi Boli, and it's none of your business." Luo Zijie took out his cigarette and took a puff.

Ouyang Feng's expression changed: "It's my order."

"Madam..." Luo Zijie lit a cigarette and looked at the sea view outside the living room window: "You and I are both of yellow race, and we can do things well, but of course the British chief will be the one to handle the trouble, we can't handle it, the ICAC people are all It's a ghost, and the officer is also a ghost, so of course this kind of thing should be resolved between them."

He didn't wait for Ouyang Feng's response, he looked back at Ouyang Feng, and found that Ouyang Feng's face was gloomy, Luo Zijie hesitated to ask: "Madam, when you face ICAC, why...you didn't speak?"

Ouyang Feng stared at Luo Zijie: "I am the one who gave the order. You are lying to ICAC when you tell ICAC that the order was given by Chief Shi Boli."

"Madam, we are working hard for the chief during this time. In fact, we are no different from those rotten boys outside who work for the underworld bosses. The rotten boys cause trouble, and the rotten bosses want to come out to support us. We are all the same. Stand up and make decisions for us at all times, otherwise the next one will work hard for him in the future! As long as he is willing to carry it, he will be able to carry it, he is a ghost!"

"Then what if he refuses?" Ouyang Feng asked Luo Zijie.

Luo Zijie was silent for a moment: "That's because Ashin and Achong and I have bad eyesight. I believed in the wrong you, and Madam, you believed in the wrong ghost."

"You will not trust the wrong person. Remember to explain all the questions truthfully next time you ask. All your actions are planned and presided over by me." Ouyang Feng said to Luo Zijie while drinking coffee as if nothing had happened.

Luo Zijie nodded, he is just a senior sheriff, even if he wants to take on the whole thing, he is not qualified, now he can only convince himself that Shi Boli will not give up on Ouyang Feng, after all Ouyang Feng has been selected into the SO potential pool, and Ouyang Feng is right Shi Boli is loyal and obedient.

"Do you want me to contact Dabao?" He continued to ask Ouyang Feng: "If he really has material in his hand, at least we won't be as passive as we are now."

"No need, it's probably bait." Ouyang Feng picked up the coffee and brought it to his mouth, and said softly: "Tomorrow I will attend the court hearing as a perpetrator, and I believe I will not trust the wrong person."

Luo Zijie exhaled smoke and nodded understandingly: "It must be all right, Madam, the ghost is willing to cover you, everything will be fine."

But Ouyang Feng remembered the words he asked Luo Zijie just now, and kept echoing in his mind: "What if he refuses?"

"No." Ouyang Feng tried to drive this question out of his mind, and said to himself.

　This volume will be almost finished tomorrow~~It’s finally finished~It’s a little different from what I expected before, but it’s okay, it’s just a technical adjustment... It’s just that the style seems a bit fragmented, and the writing is not strong enough, my fault.

　　There is also the great author of "I Have a Home in 1982", full metal bullet casings, after I promised to arrange to take him to collect folk songs, he gave me a chapter push~~ He is an old friend who has known each other for ten years. When I was in high school, he said he would go to Caifeng. Ten years have passed, and I have already started to code, but he is still talking about going to Caifeng...

　　The most frightening thing is that he goes to collect news every day, and he still has the energy to write [-] words a day. I should have known that I should not have gone to the doctor yesterday, but should have asked him directly what medicine he took.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)