Mr. Xiong just walked over calmly, holding a cigar in his mouth and smiling gently. Zhao Fanchen knew that Mr. Xiong might want to kill himself. The fate of Huaqiang began when Mr. Xiong first entered the underground boxing ring.

It's already doomed.

Everyone's eyes were on Master Xiong's hand, and they saw him slowly grabbing Hua Qiang's hair, then pulling out the pen from Hua Qiang's suit, opening it, and piercing the pen head fiercely.

On Hua Qiang's neck, there was a splash of blood, and Hua Qiang's body was struggling violently. Zhao Fanchen clearly saw Xiong Ye's thick hand exerting force again, and the pen almost

Hua Qiang's neck was penetrated and blood poured out.

"Ah, murder?" When the charming woman saw that Mr. Xiong had stabbed the pen into Hua Qiang's neck, and blood spattered, she screamed in fright. However, when Mr. Xiong turned his head, the woman was immediately attracted by the two men.

The sharp eyes pierced the Dao's body and he couldn't help but shrank suddenly and collapsed on the ground. Immediately, two strong men walked in from outside and dragged the frightened and charming woman out of the online game like a dead dog.

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Huaqiang, who was curled up, wanted to scream, but he couldn't do it at all. The main artery in his neck was penetrated by the pen. He struggled desperately, but everything was of no avail. His neck and head were tightly bound by Xiong Ye's arms.

The hoop was so tight that it was impossible to shake it at all. He could only pant desperately, struggle and kick his legs. Finally, he kicked his legs fiercely a few times. His struggle gradually slowed down, and finally there was no movement at all.

Zhao Fanchen found that when Mr. Xiong was doing all this, he was still smiling, still that creepy gentle smile, and he just finished it all slowly.

The blood in Hua Qiang's neck flowed down the ring. His eyes were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes. His face had turned purple due to difficulty breathing, and then slowly turned into a bluish purple.

I don’t know if there is really someone who can’t rest in peace in this world. Anyway, at that time, Zhao Fanchen saw Hua Qiang’s eyes suddenly staring out, without a trace of life at all. He just turned them over with a look of disbelief on his face. Maybe he

You must die with your eyes closed!

All the people and elders present here couldn't help but gasp, their hearts pounding, and they felt chills running down their spines. They seemed to have seen the ruthless and calculating Xiong Wu again.

Several old people were so frightened by this scene that they broke out into cold sweats. They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads with ugly faces. Hua Qiang's death made their whole bodies feel cold and shocking. They gave up all thoughts in an instant, and it was better to live peacefully.

After Mr. Xiong finished all this, he nodded slowly to Zhao Fanchen, then turned his head, glanced at everyone, and pulled out the pen inserted into Huaqiang's neck.

Feifei wiped off the blood on his hands and pen on his shirt, then walked over and sat down gently: "I remember that I gave this pen to Huaqiang's father. Do you think it's fair for me to deal with Huaqiang today?"

?Or do you still have any questions?”

"Hua Qiang's arrogance and arrogance are all his own fault. We have wanted to take action for a long time. Today, Mr. Xiong personally solved this guy, which is very satisfying. This kid deserves to die. He broke the rules set by Mr. Xiong. Is he worthy of death??" Those people quietly wiped.

The old people of the previous generation, with cold sweat on their foreheads, all enthusiastically expressed their true thoughts. At this time, everyone said that Huaqiang deserved to die, or even be cut into pieces. It was necessary to express his determination.

At this time, Zhao Fanchen finally understood that fairness and justice in this world still make sense. They are rules set by the strong for the weak, and the strong themselves are above the rules.

"Young people like Hua Qiang should have been cleared out a long time ago. This guy is arrogant and unscrupulous in the gang. He has ended up like this. This is the retribution he deserves. Master Xiong has already given him a chance. Yes

He just doesn't know how to cherish it. He is looking for death himself and cannot blame others." When a few old guys who had not expressed their opinions before saw that something was wrong, they cleaned up the house as soon as Xiong came up and did it himself. These people immediately changed

the original intention.

"I have given him many opportunities, but he himself does not have this consciousness. Everyone has seen what happened today. You are right. He is looking for death. I have no way to do it. He wants to be in power. I have no objection.

But he broke the rules, so we can't ignore it. Since everyone thinks it's fair for Hua Qiang to get this ending, I won't say anything more." Mr. Xiong then whispered to the two people who just came in: "You guys take it.

With this money, let’s rent a yacht and throw Huaqiang into the sea to feed the fish! He has always wanted us old men to go fishing. Now that we haven’t caught anything, let him go and feed the fish first! This money can also be regarded as

Let’s give Hua Qiang, this young boy, a ride!”

The dollars bet on the table were used to rent a yacht and throw Hua Qiang's body into the sea to feed the fish. Hua Qiang was carried out by the two men with his eyes wide open, and the blood on his body dripped all over the floor, which was shocking.

"I have one more thing to announce. Since Huaqiang's seat is vacant, I think it is necessary to find a young man to inject some fresh blood. What do you think?" Mr. Xiong calmed down the murderous look on his face.

Looking at everyone with a gentle smile.

These old guys are used to seeing the big world, so they naturally understand the meaning of Mr. Xiong’s words. These people glanced at Zhao Fanchen who was standing behind Mr. Xiong and said with a smile: “Xiaofan, this young man is very good, I don’t think he is as good as him.

Let him sit in Huaqiang's seat, what do you think, Mr. Xiong?"

"Okay, Qin Jin Yi Yi Yi! If this is what everyone means, Xiaofan, then you will accept the things in Hua Qiang's hands and sit in his seat!" Mr. Xiong motioned for Zhao Fanchen to go over and sit down now.

In Huaqiang's seat.

Zhao Fanchen never expected that it would be such a result. Huaqiang was killed by Master Xiong himself, and then the person who took Huaqiang's position would be him. This was the bloodiest position.

"Master Xiong, I've only been here not long ago, and I'm sitting in this position?" Sometimes you have to look at the situation correctly. Zhao Fanchen smiled bitterly. As a rising young man, it will never be easy to get to the top.

"Actually, Hua Qiang is right in what he said. We are all old and need to inject some fresh blood. Although you have not been here for a long time, your achievements are obvious to all the seniors here. I said you will do things under my hands."

Opportunities are fair to everyone. I will not break the rules just for the sake of favor. Only if you can take on this matter will I let you sit in this position. I will not let anyone else sit in this position.

Don't worry." Mr. Xiong tapped his two fingers gently on the table.

"Master Xiong is right. As a young man, you are very courageous and capable. In our circle, you rely on your strength. We people are old and can't keep up with the changes of the times. You are in Xiong

He is also his right-hand man." The elders of several gangs all smiled and praised Zhao Fanchen, and naturally they were talking about the situation. Zhao Fanchen knew that these people would definitely not be convinced that he was sitting in this position.

It's just that now I don't dare to object due to Mr. Xiong's prestige.

Since Mr. Xiong has already said this, Zhao Fanchen didn't know what to say, so he walked over quietly and sat in Hua Qiang's seat.

After dealing with Huaqiang's affairs, Mr. Xiong left with these elders, leaving Zhao Fanchen sitting here alone. He thought about many things here until noon, when Robin came to call Zhao Fanchen to eat.

Nothing happened in the next three days, and Mr. Xiong did not come to the factory on the dock again. Zhao Fanchen continued to wash cars with these brothers, dismantle used cars, sometimes process and renovate old cars, paint and other odd jobs.

On the fourth day, the police in Chinatown suddenly came to Zhao Fanchen and said that someone had accused him of being related to a drug transaction case on the pier a few days ago. The white policeman who stopped him on the street that day came.

.

As soon as the brother who was dismantling the car in the garage heard that the police were here to arrest Zhao Fanchen, he immediately grabbed all the guys in his hands and surrounded him. Nas, the white policeman, was shocked by the scene and took a step back, with his hands on his waist.

, unbuttoned the holster, stared at Zhao Fanchen and said with a serious look: "You know the consequences of a head-on conflict with the police. We are just suspicious now, so we just need you to go back and assist us in the investigation. Don't be nervous?"

?”

"I'm not nervous, officer, but you seem to be very nervous now." Zhao Fanchen just smiled faintly and waved his hands to tell the brothers under him not to be impulsive. When Mr. Xiong is away, all matters in the factory on the pier are decided by Zhao Fanchen.

Yes, so these people are now used to only Zhao Fanchen following his lead. He waved his hand. Zhao Fanchen turned around and smiled at the people below him: "Put down everything in your hands. There are still a few cars that need to be dismantled. Go to work quickly.

I'm going to lie down at the police station."

"Brother Xiao Fan, these ghost guys have made it clear that they are really looking for trouble. Should we just let it go? Are we just going to tolerate this?" Robin had an indignant look on his face and tightly held the handle in his hand.

Sharp crowbars made of steel bars, eyes filled with angry flames. These people have no good impression of the police, and they hate these white police ghosts to the core. In addition, the police are here to find Zhao Fanchen.

, which made them even more annoyed.

"Otherwise, what do you want to do? Do you want us to fight the police here with these things in our hands?" Zhao Fanchen pressed Robin's shoulder and asked.

Zhao Fanchen smiled faintly, his smile was a little tired, patted Robin's shoulder gently, then leaned into his ear and whispered: "Idiot! If you kill him openly, you are seeking death! Even if you kill him,

I will never get out of prison in this life... If I have the opportunity in the future, I will go to his house in the middle of the night, take a knife and cut his throat, and watch him die in my own house. Wouldn't it be a cut-off?"
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