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What happened at the King's Bar spread throughout the upper class of the Yangtze River Delta and the entire underground world of China that night, as if it had put on wings, and caused a huge earthquake.

The reason why this is so, in addition to the protagonists of the incident, Zhuge Mingyue and Yao Li, is more important because of Qin Feng's participation, to be precise, Qin Feng's sentence - Zhuge Mingyue will assist Luo Qingke and take charge of the underground world of the Yangtze River Delta in the future.

Of course, Qin Feng's original words were: Luo Qingke agreed with Zhuge Mingyue to do things for her.

This also kept Qin Feng from being caught by some well-intentioned people.

"Luo Qingke's husband Yang Ce died at the hands of Qin Feng, why did she still do things for Luo Qingke?"

After the news came out, almost everyone's hearts were filled with such a doubt, and it was also the focus of attention of the vast majority of people.

"This decision will change the pattern of the underground world in China!"

That's the opinion of a few people on this matter.

Among them, there are Jianghu bigwigs like Jiang Zhengyi and He Rong, as well as some people whose identities and status are not prominent but have brains.

With the death of Zhu Wenmo and Guo Junmin, because of the short time involved in the rivers and lakes and limited management ability, although Luo Qingke stood behind Qin Feng, he did not carry forward the Hujiang Group.

She did not take advantage of the opportunity of Qin Feng to destroy Nanqinghong to greatly expand the jurisdiction and business types of Hujiang Group, but only held the Yangtze River Delta, which is a third of an acre, and it was very difficult.

But Zhuge Mingyue is different, she once assisted Yang Ce in fighting the country, so that Yang Ce gradually changed from a low-level gangster to the godfather of the underground world of Nansu.

In the words of some people: Yang Ce can have the achievements at that time, and Zhuge Mingyue will share half of the credit.

Such a smart woman, with rich experience in underground world battles and management, assists Luo Qingke, and the pattern of the Chinese underground world is bound to change because of this!

Because of all this, the bigwigs from all over the country, represented by Jiang Zhengyi in Nangang and He Jia in Nanao, gathered their backbones together overnight to hold an emergency meeting.

This night was an extraordinary night for the Chinese underground world, and it even left a strong mark in the history books of the future Chinese and even the global underground world.

This night, for ordinary people, there is no special aspect, their lives are business as usual.

This night, for the former king of the southwest, Jia Degang, was the last night of his life.

He was sentenced to death by the court, and he was immediately executed – after dawn, he would be executed and leave this world once and for all.

In the cell, Judd Gang did not feel the slightest sleep, he sat on the cold bed, looked at the narrow iron window, and recalled his life.

His life experience can be described as magnificent.

Born in a poor family, he seized the opportunity of the changing times, with the courage to fight, carrying his head as a urinal, and his smart head, he stepped on the bones of the enemy step by step, and finally became the king of the southwest underground world, and tried his best to bleach over the years, almost monopolizing the Pu'er tea industry and the jade industry in the southern half of the country.

Putting aside the final ending and crime, his life can be said to be a history of grassroots rise, and he is a real winner in life for many people at the bottom.

He had no complaints about the ending of being sentenced to death, some just regretted it, regretting that he spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but was slapped to death by Qin Feng with his backhand.

After daybreak, Judd had just washed up carefully to make himself look refreshed.

At half past eight, two bailiffs came to the detention center, and after going through the handover procedures, they took Jia Degang away.

At ten o'clock, Judd had just been taken to a secret room with a special bed, handcuffed and handcuffed at both ends.

This is the place of execution – the prisoner will lie on that bed and be euthanized.

Judd had just been escorted into the room by two bailiffs, but instead of doing it immediately, he checked his identity.

"The criminal, Jia Degang, gender male, age fifty-six years old, identity information verified correctly, executed immediately!"

Soon, a voice sounded in the quiet room, and Judgang's identity information was verified.

"Judgang, do you have any last words?"

After the identity was verified, one of the bailiffs asked.

"Once, there was a sincere friendship in front of me, I did not cherish it, which led to my end today, this is the result of my own fault, I want to say to my friend: I'm sorry. ”

Judd had just spoken slowly, leaving behind a last word that made the two bailiffs a little ambiguous, "If you know under the Nine Springs, I hope that one day in the future, I can say thank you to that friend of mine there." ”

Although he didn't understand what he meant, one of the bailiffs wrote down his last words word by word, and then asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No, thank you. ”

Judd shook his head, then politely thanked him, and walked to the iron bed that was hailed as the road to hell.

Soon, Judd was just lying on the iron bed, and let the two bailiffs handcuff and leg cuffs for him, and he calmly accepted the injection, and finally his body convulsed violently, his eyes began to lose their luster, and his consciousness began to drift.

"Qin Feng, my lost friend, will you do me one last favor?"

When Juddgang's consciousness completely dissipated, he asked himself in his heart.

There is no answer.

He quietly closed his eyes and left the world, leaving a deep expectation on his face and an imperceptible plea.

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At noon that day, the news that Judd had just been executed came out, which attracted the attention of all parties.

Including Qin Feng.

Tunghai University Family Hospital, in the courtyard of Su Wen's house.

Qin Feng sat in front of the stone bench, with information on everything that happened after Jia Degang's arrest, including the inside story of Jia Degang's wife, son, mistress, and illegitimate daughter being killed and their wealth taken away.

After reading the information, Qin Feng received a report from Luo Qingke again, and learned the news that Judd had just been executed, and he only felt that his chest was a little blocked.

Although Jia Degang lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, he was used by Yang Wannian, causing him to turn friends into enemies and design to kill him, but before that incident, he had a very good impression of Jia Degang.

Even, he still remembered that Jia Degang had privately sighed at Zhang Baixiong's funeral: Jianghu Road, the road of no return, the end of the hero.

"Bang bang—"

Qin Feng, who was in a daze, was awakened by the sound of a knock on the door.

In fact, before the knock on the iron gate of the courtyard, he sensed someone approaching, but he didn't care.

"Hello, is it Qin Feng?"

At the gate of the iron gate, the staff of SF Express got down from the tricycle and shouted at Qin Feng in the courtyard.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Qin Feng came back to his senses, stood up, and walked over with some doubts.

"Your courier, please sign for it!"

The courier said, but there were some doubts in his heart, and he wondered that Qin Feng's reaction was too strange - he was wearing a courier suit, what else could he do besides delivering couriers?

Express delivery?

When Qin Feng heard this, he was slightly stunned at first, then thanked him, and stretched out his hand to take the express.

Maybe it was because the express delivery was too strange, or maybe it was because of the experience of special operations, Qin Feng didn't open the express directly, but carefully touched it and made sure that there was no danger before opening it.

In the express delivery was an envelope with the words Mr. Qin Feng written on it.

Seeing the letter, Qin Feng was stunned again, then opened the envelope with a little doubt, took out the letter, and saw the content of the letter.

Dear Mr. Qin Feng,

I am Mr. Jia Degang's lawyer, and he entrusted me to send you this letter, and the contents of the letter are all dictated by Mr. Jia Degang, and I have written them down and sorted them out.

Judgang's letter?

Seeing these words, Qin Feng's pupils dilated slightly, then took the letter, walked to the stone bench, sat down, and looked at it carefully.

I'm sorry, Qin Feng.

I shouldn't have bothered you again, and I didn't have the face to bother you, but after much thought, I finally decided to write you a letter.

We've only known each other for a short year, but you've been one of the people who have left the deepest impression on me in my life.

The first time I heard your name was in September last year, when you alone washed the underground world of Nansu in blood, shook the entire underground world of China, and became famous in a fight.

The first time I saw you, it was at Zhang Baixiong's funeral.

On that day, after Zhang Baixiong's righteous son Zhang Gu secretly murdered Zhang Baixiong, when he was about to ascend to the throne, you suddenly arrived with Xinran, made a strong move, kicked Zhang Gu from heaven to hell, made him kneel in front of Zhang Baixiong's body to repent, and handed Zhang Gu over to the police.

That incident left a deep impression on me and made me take a keen interest in you.

Zhang Baixiong advocates righteousness first, is known as the modern version of Guan Gong, has excellent popularity, and I have a good personal relationship with him.

His death makes me feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, but everything you have done for him makes me feel that after his death, he can have a cross-river raptor like you, who is not an heir, to assist his daughter in guarding the country he left behind, which is also a blessing in misfortune.

As it turned out, my guess was right.

For a long time to come, you did a lot for Zhang Baixiong's daughter.

It is no exaggeration to say that without your existence, Zhang Baixiong's daughter would have died a miserable death, and his estate would have been swallowed to the point that there would not be even a bone left!

All this makes me feel comforted by the dead Zhang Baixiong, and at the same time I became friends with you, and then witnessed all kinds of myths you created.

After you destroyed Nan Qinghong, I am glad in my heart that I have become your friend, not your enemy.

But this happiness did not last long, and because I lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, I ceased to exist - you hinted that I gave up the drug business, but I misunderstood that you wanted to deal with me because my son had offended you, which eventually led to my tragedy.

I don't blame you for this ending, I am to blame for everything, or I didn't have some tricks in my head and was used as a gun.

Actually, that day, after the police appeared in Erhai, I wanted to entrust you with something, but because I was sorry for you, I didn't have the face to mention it to you in the end.

I would love for you to take care of my wife and children for me.

Because, I know, if I die or go to prison, they will be in for disaster.

The facts confirmed my suspicions.

They're dead.

Even my lover, my illegitimate daughter, and everyone around me who might have a share of the family property are all dead!

In a sense, they are not guilty.

I didn't let any of them, including my son, get involved in the grey industry.

Their only sin is the great wealth I have left them.

Those riches are like treasures in the hands of children, who cannot enjoy them, but invite death.

Their killer was one of my former henchmen: Ma Wu.

At this point, I don't know how to write it.

In other words, the words that reach the tip of the pen cannot fall on the paper, just like the words that came to my mouth on the boat that day.

Brother Xiaofeng, please allow me to be cheeky and call you that one last time.

Thank you for recognizing me as a friend and willingly calling me Brother Jia.

This is one of the greatest privileges of my life!

I'm sure all your friends feel the same way I do.

Sadly, we're not friends anymore.

But before I am about to leave this world, I have the cheekiness to write this letter to you, and I would like to make a reluctant request to you at the end.

"If you think that the fat man Jia who used to show your shoulders and call him a brother and brother is sincere to you for a long time and makes you feel good, then, please do that fat man a favor - let Ma Wu come to Jiuquan to confess to that fat man!"

- Your former friend: Jia Fatzi.

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I saw many friends leave messages saying that reading this book is more expensive than other books, and that this book is expensive, but in fact, it is not.

That's because I have more words per chapter than other books—most books have two thousand words per chapter, and I sometimes write three or four thousand words, until what I think is expressed in this chapter, like this chapter, which is about the same as two chapters in other books.

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