Secretary Ling was very happy to escape back to her home. After pulling the beige curtains, she stripped herself naked. She really needed a hot bath to relax, so she walked into the bathroom with her concave and convex body, letting the hot water fill the bathtub and then put herself in.

The hot water flowed through her wonderful body, and the warm heat made Secretary Ling close his eyes intoxicatedly. After raising his legs slightly, he reached out and rubbed his plump breasts. She would never have thought that a person would flash from behind the curtains in the bathroom, holding a disposable syringe in his hand, gently approached Secretary Ling and stabbed her neck.

The almost negligible pain made Secretary Ling turn his head and look back, but before he could see the murderer's face clearly, he fell into a sleep. The murderer shot all the syringe into Secretary Ling's neck, then closed the window and closed the exhaust system, and let the gas in the bathroom leak out slowly, and finally he wiped his footprints and left.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom was bombarded in ruins!

Chu Tian was drinking tea in depressedly. Brother Xu's subordinates had found Secretary Ling, but unfortunately they had a burnt corpse. Judging from her intoxicated expression, she didn't suffer any pain when she was dying, but no matter what, Chu Tian felt uncomfortable. After all, she did not do her best to protect her.

Brother Xu brought the coffee to cheer Chu Tian up, and he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't feel the fragility of life, but lamenting the speed and strength of the murderer. It only took a few minutes from Secretary Ling's departure to finding her address, but the murderer was able to complete the assassination within a few minutes, and the arrangement was as if unexpected.

Chu Tian finished drinking the coffee and never spoke.

After almost half an hour of dazed, two pots of tea were drunk. Brother Xu smoked his cigarette quietly, his eyes shining like fireworks, and the two cigarettes were gone. He stepped forward and patted Chu Tian on the shoulder: "Don't be sad! The way God has already decided to go for as long as you eat, let alone you have tried your best."

Chu Tian nodded and leaned on the sofa and smiled bitterly: "Fate!"

Just after he finished sighing, Chu Tian's phone rang. He picked it up and answered it and heard Fang Qing's voice: "Young Marshal, the underworld referee who asked me to investigate before leaving Beijing now has news. You should not underestimate the origin. Send me the fax number from Hong Kong to you, and I will pass the information to you now!"

Chu Tian finally found things from his depression to divert his attention, so he hurriedly sent the fax number to Fang Qing. After a moment, he received nearly five pages of information from Fang Qing, and glanced at him while drinking coffee. As Fang Qing said, this gangster referee was more complicated and powerful than he thought, and Director Jiang was scary.

According to Fang Qing's information, of course, during the Anti-Japanese War, Shanghai was captured by the Japanese army. Du Yuesheng, the leader of the Qing Gang at that time, was unwilling to work for the Japanese, so he moved to Hong Kong to save his life. When he was on the boat at the dock, he ran into a wailing boy. He asked about it carefully and found out that his parents were bombed to death.

Out of compassion, Du Yuesheng took the two-year-old boy by his side and named it "Jiang Shengli" to Hong Kong for care. Of course, the surname "Jiang" was to please Chiang. Later, Hong Kong fell. Du Yuesheng had to move to the accompanying capital Chongqing again. After Shengli, he took Chiang Shengli back to Shanghai.

In April 1949, the People's Liberation Army won a series of victories in the Liberation War, and liberation of Shanghai was just around the corner. So in early May, Du Yuesheng fled to Hong Kong again with his family and property, and died of illness in Hong Kong two years later. The little boy he took in Jiang Shengli was not only sensible by nature, but also knew how to get along with others in his bumpy and displaced life.

So in the 1955th year, 20-year-old Jiang Shengli relied on his adoptive father's reputation and property to forge his own underworld. In addition to having a compelling brave and warlike subordinate, he was also good at coordinating the relationship between various gangs and officials of various sects, dealing with the relationship between gangs and officials of various sects, being good at making money, and being able to disperse money.

He accumulated a lot of money through activities such as drug trafficking, opening gambling tables, and then used these ill-gotten wealth to win over all kinds of people in society, from political experts, literati and poets to gang backbones, all of whom received his favors. Therefore, when he was 27 years old, he was a veritable underworld father in Hong Kong.

Seeing this, Chu Tian threw the information to Brother Xu, picked up the tea and took a few sips, and said with a wry smile: "The underworld referee is really not simple. Brother Xu, have you never heard of Jiang Shengli with your status in the world? Although he is out of date, he is all in the road, so he knows a little bit?"

Brother Xu flipped through the information and shook his head with a wry smile: "I know Jiang Shengli, I heard that he is a guy with two tricks, but he knows that the nosy gangster referee was established by him. I believe that few people in Hong Kong know about it. It seems that he should not underestimate him, after all, it is really not easy to hide it until now."

Chu Tian nodded, it was indeed not easy.

In 1963, out of the need for counterattack, Chiang Chiang thought of Du Yuesheng's son Jiang Shengli, reminded others of the reminder of Du Yuesheng's inviting son Jiang Shengli, so he asked his confidants to bring a lot of gold, silver and jewelry to Hong Kong to see him. Xiaozhi moved him with emotion and reason and persuaded him to serve the Wheel Party. Under the temptation of money and honor, Chiang Shengli agreed to Chiang Chiang to participate in the "Guoguang Plan!"

After Jiang Shengli collected money, he naturally did a lot of things. In the 1960s, the Wheel Party and the Scythe Party fought fiercely in the British Hong Kong, and spy wars and ideological wars were staged every day. Jiang Shengli played a major role in it. The most awesome thing was to assist the British army in suppressing the Scythe Party riots that had been in the six or seven years.

Later, when Chiang Kai-shek gave up his counterattack plan, Chiang Shengli's role became smaller. Fortunately, the underworld in Hong Kong was firmly in his hands and could continue to live a luxurious life of devotion. Until the establishment of the Independent Commission for Independents in 1974, Chiang Shengli fell. On the one hand, the government authorities strictly controlled the corrupt civil servants, and on the other hand, they resolutely cracked down on the underworld elements.

After many relationships, Jiang Shengli finally saved his life, but the government asked him to withdraw from the world. For the sake of his precious life, Jiang Shengli could not help but withdraw from the underworld. He survived until the 1997th. Without the supervision of the British government, Jiang Shengli colluded with his old boss to establish the underworld.

Jiang Shengli, who established the gangster's referee, hid himself and used this structure to influence the development and operation of other gangsters. Because the gangster's referees have dozens of perverted killers, it is more than enough to intimidate the small gangs. As for big gangs such as Dongxing Society and the Black Night Society, they give some face because the porcelain does not touch the clay tank.

The event that really made the underworld pay attention to was the reconciliation between the Black Dragon Association and the Tang Sect. At the beginning, the two gangs fought fiercely and were about to break out in full swing. The underworld referee magically intervened, allowing the two gangs to sit down and negotiate calmly to extinguish the battle. Only then did the underworld referee gain some status and reputation.

Brother Xu walked to the door and looked out. The sky was slightly gloomy. The golden sunset reflected everything between the world and warmly. At dusk, the dim world always reminded people of desolation and sadness. Looking out from the mountainside with good vision, the inexplicable sadness can always easily stir up the soft place in the heart.

"I didn't expect that Jiang Shengli's gangster persistence would be so strong and lasting." Brother Xu sighed slightly and said lightly: "It's been more than half a century, and he has never been willing to completely withdraw from the stage of history. It seems that the reason why he wants to deal with the supreme Shuai Jun is probably to step on your body and show his strength again."

"Adhesion? Is the Buddhist smile of picking flowers or Jesus' rescue of the world? The world is rolling and supporting people's spiritual world. The word "persistence" is too thin and sparse." Chu Tian looked at the ceiling, his tone was calm, indifferent, and enthusiastic, but there was a regret that everyone in the world was drunk and I was better than awake.

"For me, Jiang Shengli certainly had his own thoughts, but he was stubborn!" Chu Tian picked up the tea and walked slowly to Brother Xu, then sprinkled on the soil in front of the door, splashing a little light dust, and said firmly: "Anyone who tries to stop our progress will be self-destructive."

Brother Xu nodded. Of course he believed Chu Tian's words. Looking at Chu Tian's only playful smile on his face, he seemed to be able to feel a suffocating indifference and indifference from it. Can Jiang Shengli, who has played an important role in the historical stage, face Chu Tian's natural intelligence and courage?

In the white hospital bed in the hospital, Xiao Qingbing looked through Wen Bingxue's records these two days, and her eyebrows were still melancholy and could not dissipate. After a while, she sighed softly: "I didn't expect this kid is really a devil. It has been nearly two hundred lives in his hands these days. I don't know how many people will die in the future before I will give up."

Wen Bingxue nodded, and a difficult-to-speak helplessness raised at the corner of her mouth: "The problem is that he still has someone to protect him. Not to mention that we can't move him, even the Huo family can't do anything about him. Even Huo Guang and Tang Huang were shot and were useless. I don't know who gave him such great energy to do things and be lawless."

Xiao Qingbing closed the information, picked up the warm water and drank it to moisten his throat, and said slowly: "The bar incident was indeed an excessive group of rich young men. If I were present, I might shoot them on the spot. Therefore, it is a good thing for Chu Tian to teach the rich and unkind powerful people a lesson. At least it can reduce the rich second generation doing whatever they want among the people."

Ma Fei, who was always silent, raised his head and spoke unconvincedly: "Head, although the words are good, Hong Kong is a legal society after all, and the law protects the rights that citizens should have. Now Chu Tian is better, treating himself as a hero who is happy in the world, and taking action will take dozens or hundreds of lives!"

"I was almost vomiting in Tianwang Fishing Village. The corpses and blood were everywhere, and my hands and feet were broken everywhere. People who don't know thought that Hong Kong was Afghanistan."

Xiao Qingbing ignored his confession, but he had a question: "What did Chu Tian go to Tianwang Fishing Village? It's basically abandoned, and it's hard to see even a ghost. How could a judge and Gao Wangxing appear? Could it be that Dongxing Society wants to avenge the restaurant and buy the Heavenly Court killer against Chu Tian?"

Ma Fei's mood slowed down and nodded and replied: "Chu Tian seemed to have gone to Lijiacheng's house yesterday. He only came out of the top of the mountain in the morning. We followed the black car to the periphery of Tianwang Fishing Village. In order to avoid being discovered by them, we stopped for ten minutes. Before we could continue to follow, we saw seven or eight vans rushing in."

"The killer has a checkpoint, so we dared not get close, so we retreated!" Wen Bingxue added the information, and her tone seemed a bit depressing: "Then I heard the sound of gunfire, and Ma Fei also called the police officers in the jurisdiction. Who knew they would appear half an hour later, and I believe they had something to do with the judge."

Xiao Qingbing nodded numbly, and the words "Li Jiacheng" passed through his heart, and then he calmed down. Although he hated evil, after suffering from Chu Tian's losses, he knew that things would take every step. So when he heard that Chu Tian still had some relationship with the richest man Li Jiacheng, he suddenly felt helpless on his face.

Suddenly, Xiao Qingbing's phone rang, picked it up and answered it for a moment, his face changed drastically, and he turned his head and said to his two capable subordinates: "Reward, something big may happen in Tianan Building tonight, and the underworld gangs such as Dongxing Society will gather for a meeting. The main agenda is to abandon personal grudges and how to deal with Chu Tian!"

Wen Bingxue's face also changed. Her hand trembled slightly with her skinned, and she said in surprise: "Isn't this asking for destruction? Isn't you going to deal with Chu Tian even though you know that Chu Tian is a murderer? Do you really dislike not enough people who die? If Chu Tian knew, it would probably be bloody in the Tianan Building."

Ma Fei exhaled heavily and said gloatingly: "No matter what, they are all scumbags in society. According to my opinion, it is better to wait for them to fight to the death, and then use the Flying Tigers to solve them all on the spot. Without these scums in society, the whole of Hong Kong will become quiet and everyone will not have to be so tired."

Wen Bingxue stared at Ma Fei fiercely and handed the peeled pear to Xiao Qingbing.

Hearing Ma Fei's words, Xiao Qingbing smiled bitterly, took the snow li and bit it hard.

Wen Bingxue put the tissue on Xiao Qingbing's hand, and then said with a little confusion: "Dongxing Society and the Hayao Society are incompatible, and the Hayao Society and Chu Tian are birds of a feather. Other gangs have always been protecting themselves. How could they obey Dongxing Society's call to attend a meeting? Are you not afraid of offending the Hayao Society?"

Xiao Qingbing sighed softly and said helplessly: "The person who called for it was not Zhao Baokun, but Jiang Shengli!"

Jiang Shengli? Ma Fei and Wen Bingxue were immediately surprised. As Xiao Qingbing's confidants, they naturally knew who Jiang Shengli was, and even more about his intimate relationship with Xiao Qingbing. So when they heard the team leader spit out his name, they couldn't help but feel incredible.

Wen Bingxue turned his head and stared at Ma Fei. Ma Fei immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing just now, scolding those scumbags to bring Xiao Qingbing's father-in-law in. He smiled a few embarrassedly and whispered in a low voice: "Boss, Ma Fei is too much, shouldn't have scolded Mr. Jiang, Ren beat Ren Jian without complaining!"

Xiao Qingbing returned to a little calm, and there was a bit of indescribable hidden hidden in her heart. She shook her head and said, "It's not your fault. Those who don't know are not guilty. It's because he likes to toss and retreat but not hide. I tried my best to destroy the Hong Kong underworld, just want him to have nothing to toss and let him be an ordinary person calmly!"

Wen Bingxue seemed to understand Xiao Qingbing a little and comforted her, "Boss, it's okay, the old man is already 75 years old, and he has seen through the grudges about the world. This time he came out of the mountain, probably because someone begged him, and the conference was convened out of the loyalty of the world. When you go back to advise him after your injury is healed, I believe you will let it go."

Xiao Qingbing lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and advised him that he could really let go of his glorious history and utilitarianism, and would not have created any gangster court after he quit the world. He would occasionally come out to meddle in other people's business, showing his former gangster godfather's status. If it weren't for his fame and his subordinates' bad luck, he would have been killed on the streets long ago.

On the balcony of Dijing Garden, an old man with a vicissitudes of face was leaning on a sandalwood crutch engraved with "Jiang Zhong. Gift" and was looking at the beautiful sunset from afar, his eyes full of loneliness and loneliness, as if no one could understand the profound meaning contained in it.

He knew he was a chess piece, but he was willing to be a chess piece because he believed in himself as a loyal and responsible person. Although the dynasty of the Chiang family had declined, he never forgot that Chiang was serious about himself:

"Victory, there is no hope of counterattack, but you cannot lose your final position. The forces formed by your adoptive father played a historical role in the War of Resistance and Bandit Suppression, so you must also take responsibility. In your lifetime, I will suppress the secret forces of the Celestial Empire. I am afraid that they will not be able to make it clear, so I will take a curved occupation."

For decades, he has never slacked off!

He was shocked from the bottom of his heart the rise of the army!

What does it mean to be a gangster who made his fortune in the capital? As long as he, the old man, knows!
Chapter completed!