Dehua was very happy when he heard that he would be opening a martial arts gym for his master soon. He immediately put the herbs aside, picked up the menu, and started ordering.

A master can fight and eat.

Facing the short mule, the waiter in the tea restaurant did not show his unruly and heroic temperament, but obediently remembered the meal.

After all, this is a group with a lot of force. If they say they will hit you, they will hit you and they will never hold back.

Pork chop rice, steak rice, burgers and other foods, the entire table was filled within five minutes.

Lin Huaile moved his cell phone, newspapers, and cigarettes aside so that Dehua could spread them out.

"Brother Dehua, how can you eat so much at noon? Have you finished eating?"

Situ Haonan looked at the table full of food, then looked at Dehua, who was not very muscular, and asked in disbelief.

Silently eating and sleeping has been Dehua's habit for many years. Besides, he couldn't find the time to answer now, so he could only nod his head desperately, indicating that there should be no less in the evening and midnight snacks.

What a loser!

Situ Haonan praised him secretly in his heart.

Lin Huaile took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan, and handed it to the cleaning man. The rest was treated as a tip.

The waiter glanced at the table awkwardly, sighed, and was about to leave.

Seeing this scene, Lin Huaile immediately understood that the money he gave was not enough, so he picked out two more and handed them to him.

For a meal that costs more than ten yuan, eating three hundred yuan is still a feat.

The waiter said thank you gratefully, took the money, and went to pay the bill at the door.

The guests in the tea restaurant gradually disappeared, and only the three of them were left.

There was entertainment gossip on the TV, which happened to be news about Hong Kong sister Deborah.

No, Hong Kong sister is a thing of the past, now she should be called TV drama queen.

Deborah has become the goddess in the hearts of men in Hong Kong since she finished shooting the cover of FHM.

Her acting career has also been consolidated. Of course, the verbal criticism from the moralists has also stripped her of her skin.

But the good thing about Xiangjiang is that although the old and the new are in sharp opposition, they still maintain the rationality to meet each other easily in the future.

This made Lin Huaile quite dissatisfied. After all, his plan to spend 200,000 to bribe reporters and continue to scold Deborah for half a month was completely ruined.

While he was watching TV, the door of the tea restaurant was pushed open.

I thought it was Xie Lan who had finally put on her makeup and was finally willing to put it down, but unexpectedly it was Liu Zijian who walked in.

Compared with his previous high spirits, Liu Zijian has looked a lot more haggard recently.

At noon last week, I happened to pass by my house because my clothes were stained, so I wanted to go up and change my clothes and take a shower.

But as soon as I got home, I found that there was a pair of leather shoes on the shoe rack. Judging from the size, they were not my own.

In the bathroom, the sounds of men and women playing and flirting could be heard.

Liu Zijian was very familiar with the woman's voice. After all, he had listened to it for more than ten years.

He was shaking all over and subconsciously touched the gun on his body, but reason still prevailed.

Liu Zijian sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette in despair, and waited for the wild mandarin duck to come out of the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, the two naked people walked out of the bathroom and were about to go to the big bed where Liu Zijian rested to make love, only to find the male host smoking silently.

Liu's wife was stunned on the spot. The adulterer was smarter. He must have seen the gun on the coffee table and immediately turned around and ran out, even taking off his clothes.

This sudden return home made Liu Zijian lonely.

Nothing remains except the house.

That's fine, I can fight the dwarf mules to the end.

"Brother Le, why are you taking your time today and not going out to rob houses?"

Liu Zijian sat aside, while Gou Lao went to the front desk to order drinks.

Lin Huaile put down the newspaper, looked at Liu Zijian with a smile, and said hello: "Why are you so free, Sir Liu? He came to me to drink tea and chat when you have time."

"However, if you say you are passing by, I will believe it. After all, Xiangjiang is a place where you can always meet someone you know if you look down or up."

"What do you want to drink? I'll take it!".

Liu Zijian took out his cigarette, lit one for himself, blew a smoke ring provocatively into Lin Huaile's face, and then smiled to see his reaction.

Seeing someone being disrespectful to his boss, Situ Haonan immediately stood up and prepared to teach the poor guy in front of him a lesson.

"Haonan, go sit aside, you have nothing to do here."

Lin Huaile first blocked the impulsive subordinate with his hand, and then asked him and Dehua to go aside and eat, so as not to catch the enemy here.

"Young Master Le, you are becoming more and more like a general."

"I don't dare to drink your drink. If you report it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I won't be able to walk around without it."

"Maybe, the military uniform on me will have to be stripped off."

"You've been so bad lately, there are rumors about you all over the world."

"You're very skilled. Even McCaw's majesty can be overpowered by you. It's really amazing!"

"It's such a surprise to see each other after three days apart!"

"When are you going to resign? I can send you a big flower basket!"

When Liu Zijian saw Lin Huaile stopping his fiery subordinates and driving them away, he stopped doing anything boring and leaned back in his chair, waiting for his answer.

"What happened to Chief Liu today? Did he take gunshot pills?"

"I just make a living. My brothers pushed me out, so I naturally wanted to take over."

"Zhaozhi is what the Triads call me. I am a good citizen and I will never break the law or discipline."

Lin Huaile frowned, and instead of taking his own cigarette, he picked up Liu Zijian's cigarette and lit one, denying his identity as a triad member.

"You said it's not true? I haven't paid homage to Mr. Guan!"

"If Qilin Wen hears this, he will definitely have you stabbed."

"Are you still in the habit of smoking? I don't have the money to buy a million dollars, so I'll just smoke."

When Liu Zijian saw Lin Huaile twitching and frowning, he asked him to make do with it.

A chief inspector earns at least 7,000 yuan a month. This does not include various subsidies. He cannot even afford a red million, which is unconvincing.

(Senior Sister Tuoqiang, everyone has seen it! Sister E is a mobile unit, a military uniform for patrolling the streets. She is a captain. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, she could get 20,000 Hong Kong dollars.)

(The salary of government employees in Xiangjiang was frozen last year. Low-level employees, after working for three to five years, can get about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, depending on their performance points, that is, working hours.)

(The current starting salary for grassroots police officers is between HK$26,190 and HK$44,380, according to official data.)

"I've made it to the time of being the Chief Inspector. It's so hard to draw red cards. You're lying!"

Lin Huaile was really not used to smoking Haiqing, a native of Hong Kong, so he put it out in the ashtray and pushed away the smoke with his hands.

"If you have anything to do, just say it."

"If you, Commander Liu, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing and come to see me, you must be in trouble to take care of me."

After the smoke dispersed, Lin Huaile began to ask Chief Liu what his purpose was.

"That's how O remember it. Dealing with short mules all day long makes you tired, and I'm tired of it too."

"I am considered one of the last members of the Three Flags. My seniors once said a joke: When will Xiangjiang lose its prefix, we will have to wait until the earth is destroyed."

"You started a fight with the old and the new, and if one of you died, he was dumped in Hung Hom."

"We checked and found that it's you and Xinghe. You have to give me an explanation, otherwise I won't be able to get the job."

"When the time comes, I will trouble you too."

Liu Zijian has been very busy recently, so he didn't even bother to chat with Lin Huaile, and just told him his purpose.

A brother died!

Lin Huaile immediately frowned. He had been in Hung Hom for three days, but he had not heard of any brothers dying. All the injured were sent to the hospital.

"They should not be my people. All the injured people have been sent away."

"Saving one person is a rescue, and saving ten people is the same. I, Lin Huaile, do not lack this little money."

Lin Huaile called Situ Haonan over and chatted for a few words. After making sure that no one was left behind, he answered decisively.

Liu Zijian doesn't care whether he recognizes it or not.

At most, he is not your young master's favorite Ma Zai. It's the same when he goes to find Qilin Wen. Someone will always come out to recognize him.

"If you don't admit it, don't admit it. Whoever is found out will be unlucky."

"You're always writing about Qilin, and you send invitations all over the country. It seems like you're going to be promoted to a new position."

"You are more promising than your father. When I just graduated from school, your father just got a job and became a popular worker."

"When I became the inspector, your father was just the boss."
To be continued...