Yan Xiong stood in the box of the Main Hall, turning the gold ring on his finger, looking blankly at a western **** oil painting hanging in the box, but his mind was thinking about what Song Tianyao had handed him.

Lin Xiaokang is now frozen into the freezer and treated as an unknown corpse. If he was replaced by an ordinary poor person, he would have been thrown away to a righteous village in the country, or buried directly in the wasteland. The original arrangement was to let Laofu’s brother "accidentally" After recognizing Lin Xiaokang, he then went to the Lin family to investigate. By the way, letting Rong Ge Shui Ge identify the murderer could only be temporarily delayed. Yan Xiong patted Yin Guotao to ensure that the identity of the deceased could be identified as soon as possible, and finally held back temporarily.

Finally, he sent the corpse to the freezer of the hospital in Mong Kok. He arranged his confidant to stare at him. Before catching his breath, Huang Liu went to the door again and asked him to find a way to clash with He Anle and set the fire to Lianhe Soda. factory.

The United Soft Drink Factory is the Lin family’s business. Yan Xiong naturally knows that not only he knows it, but other people in the rivers and lakes also know. With the promise of sufficient benefits, even Fu Yixing's Jinya Lei refused.

If it weren't for Huang Liu's urgency, and the look like I would find someone to do it myself if you didn't do it, Yan Xiong wouldn't have moved to see He Qunying Cong Cong.

After all, the relationship between Fu Yixing and He Zitou is not close, and even some business rivals. Chen Tai under Cong Cong and Song Tianyao’s distant cousin all stood opposite his group at Saigon Pier, but In desperation, Yan Xiong only thought of Cong Cong, because he felt that if Cong Cong was not tempted, other Jianghu people would be even less likely to have a chance.

Cong Cong was able to take a group of brothers to Burma when he was in desperate situation, and from the gunpoint of the Kuomintang's defeated soldiers, he broke his life to negotiate and purchase opium. , Vision is one of the best in the arena.

He was thinking about how to talk to Cong Cong when the door of the box had been pushed open from the outside.

"Yan Sir, I'm so interested, come to my place to join in?" Cong Cong walked in with a cane with a smile on his face, followed by the terrifying Chen Tai behind him.

Yan Xiong glanced at Chen Tai, and Chen Tai nodded faintly at Yan Xiong: "Brother Xiong, long time no see."

Since the night at the Saigon Pier, Yan Xiong and Chen Tai have not had much contact. Chen Tai’s business in Mong Kok has always been done by the people below. It’s not the same as before. He sits down with Yan Xiong and fights drinks from time to time. Chatting, that night, Chen Tai chose to stand on the side of his son-in-law, Lu Le, instead of on his side, Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong smiled slightly at Chen Tai, and then also smiled, stepped forward to support the shoulders of Li Cong, and walked towards the table with his arms around him, and said affectionately:

"Brother Cong, Qunying has developed well recently."

"Thanks to Yan sir for taking care of me, friends on the rivers and lakes take care of my lame man, so last month we opened an opium shop and three small gambling stalls on the site of Yan sie, your Mong Kok." Li Cong sat down with Yan Xiong's arms around. He went to the table and said, "The last time Artest said something wrong and did something wrong, you still cared about Qunying. I am grateful."

Although Cong Cong said an understatement, saying that Chen Tai said the wrong thing and did the wrong thing, but both people knew that this matter was more than that Chen Tai said the wrong thing and did the wrong thing.

"Artai works well in Mong Kok. Of course, I like Artai as many people as possible, so I don't know how easy it will be for us messengers." Yan Xiong looked at Chen Tai along the way, but said to Li Cong: " There is something, I would like to ask Brother Cong to help."

"Yan Sir needs my help, of course it is my duty." Cong Cong said with a smile without hesitation.

Seeing that Yan Xiong was still staring at Chen Tai, Cong Cong waved his hand: "Atay, go entertain the senior officers brought by Tongyan Sir outside."

"I see, boss." Chen Tai turned and left the box.

Yan Xiong regained his gaze on Cong Cong’s calm and smiling face: “He Anle, the ghosts of the police force are very dissatisfied with He Anle recently. The unscrupulous opening of the He An Le Opium House resulted in the photos being taken and posted by foreign reporters. It’s in the newspapers, so I want to find a reason. I will take some credit and slap up the ghosts by the way."

"Sir Yan, have you made the wrong person for this kind of thing? Qunying and Anle are both fighting with the words, fighting with each other, and being jokes by outsiders, let alone Yan sir, you are Lao Fu’s red stick. This kind of thing shouldn’t be needed. Qunying's helper." After hearing Yan Xiong's words, Chong Cong said to Yan Xiong that the smile on his face remained unchanged, still in a kind and wealthy appearance.

Yan Xiong was silent for a moment, stretched out his left hand, spread his fingers, and gestured in front of Cong Cong, "As long as you are willing, I will give this amount."

"Although I limped and made life difficult, it was only 50,000 yuan..." Cong Cong's smile became brighter and even a bit disdainful.

"It's five hundred thousand." Yan Xiong interrupted Cong Cong's words: "Li Jisheng hangs up, and the inspector will make up for him. My boss is going to lift me up to sit in the inspector's position to get peace and comfort and pat the ghost. Asshole, the detective's position should be secure."

Cong Cong took a breath of air!

Take out a bonus of 500,000 and have a touch with He Anle, not to mention He Qunying, which is now barely counted as a small prefix, even if it is Fu Yixing, Wuyi Youth Club, East Guangdong Gang, He Sheng and those big gangs. Absolutely, I don’t need so much money to buy a detective's position. The price of this flattery is too high, right?

The lame Cong paused with his cane: "Yan Sir, half a million, not to mention my heroes, even those big letters are rushing to do it. How do you think that I am a lame man?"

"Because the 500,000 yuan has to be paid afterwards." Yan Xiong said frankly to Li Cong: "Among Hong Kong people who have the courage to bet on my shop, I am the first to think of you."

Cong Cong rubbed the smooth ball-shaped stick head with his hand, and the smile on his face was put away a little bit: "You look at me too much, Yan sir, and Qunying Temple, the goddess is small, and the big heads dare not bet you, and Qunying is even more afraid. If you don't admit it afterwards, should I go to the station to collect the money? Today you and the chief executives are counted on me. These non-compliance words should not be irritated."

After speaking, he got up and prepared to greet the waiter in the hall and arrange a banquet. The woman came in to accompany Yan Xiong, but he wanted to leave.

Yan Xiong bit his lip while sitting in the seat, his face flashed sharply: "Brother Cong, in terms of price..."

"Hey~" Cong Cong turned around and interrupted Yan Xiong's words: "He Anle, now Ting Ye and a dozen or so elders have gone on vacation abroad, even if they can take advantage of the opportunity to engage in trouble with Qunying at this time, it is not compliant. When they come back, they call other Hezi clubs, and it's just a gossip to stop me."

Yan Xiong tapped the table with his finger once and lightly: "There are two sides to the matter. If the big guys and Anle return to Hong Kong, they will naturally be unlucky with Qunying, but you have never thought about it. If they can't come back? Your own luck is bad. If you win the gambling, you will be prosperous. The most important thing is whether you want to bet or not."

Cong Cong turned the cane in his hand flexibly, and then sat back in front of Yan Xiong: "Actually, I can study it. I have a better idea."