Chapter 693: Who Else

In the Dadong Dance Hall, Wang Chen sat on the sofa in the box and slowly exhaled a big puff of smoke.

After a long moment of trance, he rolled his eyes and looked at the second master in front of the table.

"Did you find someone?"

He asked weakly.

The second master bowed his head and replied: "No, the brothers have searched all over Shanghai, but there is no news of them, I suspect that they have left Shanghai." ”

Wang Chen sat on the sofa in a trance, motionless, as if he was asleep.

The second boss and his subordinates on the side were walking on thin ice, and they didn't dare to move.

They knew that Brother Chen was the most short-tempered at this time, and if he angered him, he would definitely be beaten.

Suddenly, Wang Chen seemed to wake up suddenly, raised his leg and kicked on the coffee table in front of him.

Wow!

The coffee table was shattered inch by inch, and the wine glasses and vases on it were scattered all over the ground.

Wang Chen staggered to his feet, stood unsteadily, and sat back.

This made him even angrier.

Grabbing the ashtray next to him, he got back to his feet and slammed it to the ground.

Syllable!

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Wang Chen's neck was bruised, and he pointed at them and yelled: "Let you find no one, and raise you to eat dry rice!"

After smashing the dishes and smashing the bowls to vent his anger for a long time, he finally calmed down.

Gasping for breath, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face before asking, "Where's that bastard Feng Ku?"

The second master breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "As usual, I accompany his new aunt to go shopping every day." ”

"The person who robbed me didn't even let out a fart, he didn't take me seriously at all!"

Wang Chen gritted his teeth and whispered, and asked again: "Our people are all in place, right?"

The master stepped forward: "According to what you mean, everything has been arranged! ”

With a fierce glint in his eyes, Wang Chen waved his hand: "Let's go!"

......

"Master Feng, your wife is so blessed, when you meet a master who is so willing to work hard, I can't give you a big fat boy?"

On Jing'an Road, in a pharmacy, the boss joked with Feng Ku with a smile.

"Hey, Lao Miao, I haven't seen you grow bold for a few days?

Feng Ku's mouth fell, but there was no anger on his face.

Although the hooligans are lawless, there are also several types of people who dare not provoke, and the doctor is one of them.

Often floating in the rivers and lakes, how can you not be knifed, not to mention that one day you have to ask to go to the door to find someone to heal, this is a matter of your own life, no one dares to be careless.

Boss Miao didn't care, and said with a smile: "Master Feng, you scared me, who in the whole Shanghai City doesn't know that you are glamorous and happy, and you have married the Chunhong girl from the Chun Manlou Mansion back to the house?"

"That's it!"

Feng Ku pursed his lips proudly and boasted: "Just the old Chen who runs a textile factory, he wants to rob with the master, and as soon as the master shows the knife, he will retract it, or how to say that a good horse is a good saddle, and a good woman is a good man?"

"What I said is that Feng Ye is really a first-class hero in Shanghai. ”

After a few more bragging, Feng Ku strode out of the pharmacy and hammered his back twice with his hands behind his back.

Two days ago, he woke up from a slept, feeling sore, as if he had been beaten up.

He also thought that he was making a lot of effort in bed, but when he asked Chunhong, she was not impressed.

Strange to say, that day he remembered that he was going to accompany Chunhong to go shopping, but after coming back and sleeping, he couldn't remember where he went shopping or what he bought.

And I don't know why, the eyes of those brothers under his hands have become more strange when they look at him, sometimes they don't notice him approaching, and they will be startled when they suddenly see him.

When he asked, the guys couldn't explain clearly, which was very strange.

"Huh, what about people?"

He went out to look around, but he didn't see Chunhong's figure.

He told her to wait at the door? Why is the person missing?

Missing together is also the little six sons who are serving with her, is it possible that Chunhong can't wait and go shopping first?

He walked along the street for a while, but he didn't find Chunhong, so he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Little Liuzi!"

He shouted, drawing the attention of everyone on the street.

Disapplausively, he looked for another section and shouted loudly: "Little Liuzi, where did you die?"

Vaguely, he heard someone agree, and when he looked back, he saw Xiao Liuzi running over from the street with a sweat on his head.

"Didn't you wait at the door?"

When Xiao Liuzi ran closer, Feng Ku asked with a face.

Gasping for breath, Xiao Liuzi pointed in the direction behind him and stammered: "No...... Oh no, the third wife was ...... Caught by the patrol room...... Captured!"

"What? Patrol house, which patrol house?"

Feng Ku's eyes widened.

"Patrol Room Five!"

"Why did they arrest the third wife?"

"Because...... When they saw the third lady spitting on the ground, they ...... Just take her away!"

"Fuck it!

Feng Ku was furious, and directly slapped the medicine bag into Xiao Liuzi's arms, and ordered: "Go and send me the medicine back, and then call some brothers to come over!"

......

Half an hour later, Feng Ku took a group of brothers and entered the patrol room with great momentum.

As soon as he entered the patrol room and went up to the second floor, he saw Chunhong sitting at the interrogation table, and he was immediately furious.

He strode to the interrogation table, flipped the table, and yelled at the patrolman: "Where's Zhou's head?! Tell him to come out for me!"

"Sir, this is the patrol room, please don't yell at it. ”

A young patrolman stepped forward and frowned.

"I'll fuck you!"

Feng Ku slapped him in the face with a backhand, staggering him.

A round-faced middle-aged patrolman hurriedly greeted him and stopped him and persuaded: "Master Feng, you dissipate your anger, he just recruited him, I don't recognize you, don't be angry." ”

As soon as he persuaded him like this, Feng Ku became even more angry, pushed him away, and waved at his subordinates: "Hit me!"

In response, the subordinates stepped forward, directly dragged the flat face away, and beat him to the ground.

The rest of the people rushed directly towards the young patrolman, knocked him over several times, knocked him to the ground and kicked him hard.

Feng Ku was still angry when he looked at it, and yelled and ordered: "Throw him down for me!"

The men lifted the bleeding young patrol and threw it at the plaque hanging from the beams on the second floor.

The young patrol slammed the four big words "Crime Buster" on the plaque, rebounded and fell downward, and smashed on the ground in the hall on the first floor.

There was silence in the patrol room, and all the people who patrolled and handled the case looked at them in horror, silent.

Feng Ku stepped forward, looked around coldly, and yelled viciously.

"Who else!"

When no one answered, the patrolmen lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with him, and pretended to be busy.

The people who reported the crime sat on stools, like pins and needles, but they did not dare to get up.

Taking off his wide-brimmed hat, Feng Ku pointed at Chunhong, who was sitting on a stool, and asked with a sneer: "Such a beautiful woman, just because she spat on the ground, was caught here by you, is there still a royal law?

The patrol room was quiet, and even the boiling water in the kettle sitting on the stove could be heard.

Walking towards the guardrail, Feng Ku was arrogant: "You directors have to give us the face of the crocodile gang, otherwise he won't be able to be this director, you don't know me fuckingly!"

The round-faced patrol stood up tremblingly and looked at him in horror: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know she was your wife." ”

Feng Ku cleared his throat and spat at him: "Ahh

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