"Ghost, I seem to have heard of it." Quan Dazhong frowned and recalled the person named Ghost in his memory. Quan Nier said: "I remember it. He is a man on the list of lists. He has long hair and sunglasses. He is a killer. He has killed more than 70 times more than a dozen times. Are he friends with you?"

"It's not a friend, it's just a chance meeting."

Quan Dazhong remembered something, nodded, and asked with a skewed corner of his mouth: "Can you trust him?" "I believe him."

"He is a devil who kills without blinking. Do you believe him?"

"Of course, there is a saying in our mainland that there is also a way of stealing. I believe that everyone has a trace of morality in their hearts. This is the principle of personal existence." Tang Ye said with a chuckling.

"Why did he kill Shijing Tu for you? Can you tell me what happened in the middle?" Quan Dazhong didn't understand. He, the old fox, has been insomnia since he was imprisoned. It feels very uncomfortable to lose control. He also has to worry about whether his superiors will suddenly change the government orders and sentence him to be shot. Therefore, both appearance and heart have aged a lot in the shortest time.

"Haha, it's very simple. He has already hated the life of being compiled and hiding all day long. He wants to atone for his sins and no longer live a wandering life. So, I promised him that if I kill Shijing Tu, I will plead with him to the female president and pardon all his past crimes from then on." Tang Ye said coherently, and he felt that he had a very presence in front of Quan Dazhong.

Kwon Da-joon shook his head and said, "This woman Park Geun-hye is too naive. She actually thought that killing Ishii Tu could destroy the 38th Gang. This is a stupid wishful thinking fantasy."

"Oh? Does Mr. Kwon have anything wrong?" Tang Ye was surprised. "It's easy to kill someone, but it's not that easy to destroy a gang. There are cultural beliefs within the gang. There are tens of thousands of people in the gang. Only by destroying the rules in their gang and letting these people realize that the rules and culture in the gang is a kind of idea that harms others and oneself and society, can we truly uproot. Otherwise, not only will it not succeed, but things will go against their wishes and fail. More and more people who hate Park Geun-hye will assassinate her. Kill one of him, and there will be later people. Once he dies, the next person will immediately become the leader of the gang, and then there will be a real chaos in Korea."

"No, is it so scary? Commander-in-Chief Quan, are you a little alarmist?" Tang Ye couldn't imagine that the result was so bad.

"Do you know that 70 to 80% of the industry and commerce in South Korea are controlled by the 38th Gang. Although they are sucking the blood of the country, they quickly remove these people, just like immediately drying out all the blood of a person, and he will just die." Quan Dazhong explained. Tang Ye suddenly realized and suddenly realized.

In terms of thinking about the overall situation, he was indeed far from others, so he had to say, "What should I do?"

"Change their thoughts and make them realize that joining the 38th Gang is an evil act, allowing them to consciously put down their butcher's knife, become a Buddha on their own, and turn from evil into kind people. In this way, it is equivalent to turning waste into treasure and evil into good people." Quan Dazhong said with a very good reason, his voice was powerful, and the depressed aura on his face suddenly appeared red.

"Then how to change them?" Tang Yewen.

"That depends on what the female president does. I think she doesn't have that ability, so only God knows what the future fate of South Korea will be." Quan Dazhong sighed and closed his eyes.

Tang Ye thought he had a better solution, but when he heard that he was helpless, he couldn't help but gasp and cursed in his heart: Since you don't know the solution, why do you still tell me this matter is not feasible?

Quan Dazhong said: "There is a way, that is, you will be the leader of the gang of the 38th Gang."

"Me? What a joke?" Tang Ye felt that this was really incredible. He was a mainlander, and now he was a man from Ishii Tu's father and son. His eyes were thorny. What's more, he had no idea about the customs of Seoul and the affairs between the gangs. How could he lead these people? Even if he wanted to lead, he would not have a chance. This old guy was completely talking nonsense. Maybe his head was stimulated and he became a little nervous.

"That's up to you. But I tell you, if I kill Ishii Tu, South Korea will be in chaos. The chaos will not be curbed by then. The worst of the people will be civilians." Quan Dazhong said worriedly.

"Haha, that's even better. I wish you a lot of trouble in Korea and all the beauties will marry into the mainland." Tang Ye said happily. Quan Dazhong said: "I'll say a few more words to my daughter."

Tang Ye handed the microphone to Quan Nier, and the two cried for a few words. Until the last few words, Quan Nier suddenly restrained her crying and turned her head. Yingying Qiushui looked at Tang Ye, and Tang Ye also looked at her.

She said, "I understand." Then she hung up the phone and said to Tang Ye, "Let's go."

"Um."

After leaving the criminal camp, she sincerely said gratefully: "Thank you, Tang Ye. I really didn't expect you to have such great power."

"This is nothing. You will find that I am a hundred times stronger than you think." Tang Ye was not humble at all, because he suddenly had a desire to possess her. Maybe it was because he was looking at her and it triggered the secretion of hormones inside his own.

At this time, it was already dark, and the two of them were walking side by side on the sidewalk, and vehicles were coming and going, and the sound of whistling trains in the distance came over. Tang Ye held his arms and kept looking ahead, because she was half a head taller than Quan Nier, and he glanced at Quan Nier's chest from time to time to peek at Quan Nier's chest.

Of course, Quan Nier knew that Tang Ye was peeking at her, so she didn't hide it, thinking that she didn't see it. She asked, "Can you help my dad come out?"

"Well, what did you say?" Tang Ye, who was in the fantasy, suddenly turned his head. He was just immersed in his imagination about Quan Nier. Because he was too focused, he did not hear what she said clearly.

"I mean, my father is very good to me, and you are very nice to me. Although we have only known each other for a short time, I seem to have known you for thousands of years. I believe that people have the fate of karma in the past and present lives. Since we meet you, it is God's will." She lowered her head and stopped speaking.

Tang Ye is a master of picking up girls and knows the psychology of young women very well. What she said is the most obvious meaning, that is, she is interested in herself. But the previous one said that her father told her that it was just a transaction. That is, if you let my father walk out of prison, I can agree to it.

Tang Ye was silent for a while, and the two walked through the basement passage, and there was an old man playing the erhu inside, like the classical music of the mainland. Tang Ye turned his head and said, "Everything will go with the flow. If your father is destined to be able to turn danger into safety and difficulty into blessing, that is his destiny."

Tang Ye said too tactfully, and Quan Nier was a little confused. She stared at him and said, "What do you mean?"

"I'll try my best. However, I don't want you to have feelings for me just because I save your father. If feelings are a kind of repayment, it's just an exchange of interests. I, Tang Ye, are not as shameless as this." Tang Ye walked to the old man who played the erhu, reached out and threw a 10,000 yuan bill into his money box and said: "Please play another song to listen to the mainland's hometown."

The man was a mainlander, and because he lacked a livelihood, he had to sing day and night. Seeing Tang Ye making a fortune, his eyes shone, and he immediately started to smirk and pick up the songs from the mainland. The song was a little sad, which just triggered Tang Ye to think about the mainland and the feelings of his relatives, and couldn't help but burst into tears. Thinking of his sister Tang Wan, who was actually in Huang Ziqing's hands, Tang Ye immediately wished he could put wings on his back, fly back to the mainland, and kill Huang Ziqing. But he also thought that Huang Xuanli was unfaithful to her and didn't know what to do.

He and Quan Nier stood opposite the old man, closed their eyes and listened with sincerity. Quan Nier couldn't listen at all. Seeing Tang Ye crying, he thought he was crying for his beloved woman. So he drooped his head and asked, "Did you remember your former lover?"

"Yes." Tang Ye did think of Dong Qiaoqiao. "Do you love her very much?" she asked. "Yes, I love her very much."

"Then, is she in the mainland now?" Quan Ni'er was a little jealous. Her wink and look told others, hoping not to have it. "Yes."

"Ah?" She was very disappointed and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to do. "When will you go back to see her?"

"Maybe soon, maybe I will never see her." Tang Ye was a little pessimistic. She just closed her eyes and recalled her previous feelings with Dong Qiaoqiao.

"Ah, why?"

"Fate is God's arrangement. Who knows whether I will die here? Who knows whether I can return to my motherland?" Tang Ye opened his eyes and chuckled at her. At this time, the music stopped abruptly, and the old man asked in Chinese: "Do you want to listen to the song again?"

"You know Chinese? Are you from mainland China?" Tang Ye saw that the old man should be in his eighties and could speak Chinese and live in South Korea. It seems that this person has some stories.

The old man smiled and said, "Yes, I came to Korea to find my daughter. She has been sold to Korea since she was a child."

"Oh? What's her name? How old is this year?" Tang Ye was surprised. "She's surname is Jin. She has been sold to Korea since she was five or six years old. Her mother is Chinese. In order to find her, I have been to Korea for ten years."

"Old man Gui Geng?" Tang Yewen.

"Seventy-nine?"

"I'm old and have a child." Tang Ye suddenly felt something was wrong. Although this person looked numerous wrinkles on the outside, his temperament was like a young and middle-aged man. After closer inspection, he seemed to be wearing a masked skin, and his palms looked vigorous. Although it was winter, it was very dark and dense, and his chin was solid, not like a person in his seventies or eighties."

"Yes, I had a daughter only in my sixties. Unexpectedly, my mother took her away and disliked me, the old man." He said, stood up, holding the erhu in his left hand and stretched out his hand to Tang Ye with his right hand, as if he wanted to shake hands with him.

One of the four great things in life: meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Although the two are not old friends, meeting here late at night is also a fate. Tang Ye always feels something is wrong, but since the old man wants to make friends with him, he naturally cannot neglect it.

Quan Ni'er looked at the two of them and couldn't understand that they were communicating in Mandarin.

Tang Ye just stretched out his right hand, but the old man suddenly grabbed the handle of the erhu with his right hand, pulled it hard, and with a swish, a silver-white light actually pulled out of the strings of the erhu.
Chapter completed!