Chen Haoran's eyebrows furrowed slightly, that aura was very powerful, and it had a deep power of resentment, and if he was not careful, he was likely to be swallowed by that breath.

"I came to the Public Security Bureau to gain something. ”

Chen Haoran muttered, putting the thousand-year-old ginseng in the inner pocket of his clothes, and the fluctuations that the ginseng exuded barely made Chen Haoran resist the invasion of the evil qi.

"Yin Yun, Wang Baisen, have you two often encountered some unlucky things in these days?"

Yin Yun nodded violently, he and Wang Baisen almost ate and lived near the Public Security Bureau, and they didn't know what kind of bad luck had fallen in the recent week, and they were stuffing their teeth when they drank cold water.

"Big brother, how do you know?"

Chen Haoran's face was solemn, that ghost thing was not easy to deal with, and even he might be killed by that thing if he wasn't careful.

"You two help me find three things when I get out, or that bad luck will haunt you. ”

Chen Haoran pulled the trigger of the pistol without saying anything, and a red flame fire snake came out of the dark muzzle.

A bullet erupted from the chamber of the gun, embedded in the large, heavy black iron door.

"What's going on?"

An Zaiyou, who was hiding outside and smoking, broke into the interrogation room as soon as possible, and saw Chen Haoran, who was dying, as well as Yin Yun and Wang Baisen, who looked terrified, so he stabilized his mind.

"Was that gunshot just now, Wang Baisen, your shot?"

An Zaiyou grabbed Wang Baisen's white collar and said viciously.

Yin Yun's character An Zaiyou knows very well, after he helped Yin Yun escape from the punishment of the law, Yin Yun's temperament was very cautious, and he never used a pistol to interrogate the prisoner for him.

But this Wang Baisen has a hot temper and is young and vigorous.

Wang Baisen subconsciously glanced at Chen Haoran who was paralyzed on the ground, and Chen Haoran told Wang Baisen with his mouth that he said yes.

Then Wang Baisen struggled for a moment and then nodded with difficulty

Syllable!

An Zaiyou slapped Wang Baisen's face and said angrily: "Is this how Lao Tzu gave you the pistol? You don't want to live, Lao Tzu still wants to live a few more years." ”

Fortunately, the interrogation rooms are all made of that kind of bulletproof material, otherwise this shot would not have caused trouble?

An Zaiyou said angrily: "Wang Baisen, you bastard! If you dare to use a gun again in the future, Lao Tzu will be the first to kill you." ”

"Hey, Director An, I'm done asking, and I'm going to use the punishment, when are you going to release me?"

Chen Haoran covered his right arm and slowly stood up and said.

"Oh?" An Zaiyou glanced at Chen Haoran who was standing in the corner of the interrogation room, and a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart, this guy seemed to have been beaten by Wang Baisen and Yin Yun a lot.

An Zaiyou twisted his muscles and bones, and said gloomily: "Wang Baisen, Yin Yun, you two should go first! ”

The Yan family, one of the four major families in the Eastern Province, holds the lifeblood of the transportation industry in the Eastern Province, and has a total of more than 300 highways in the Eastern Province, of which 300 belong to their Yan family, and the trade ports near the coast are also the territory of their Yan family.

It can be said that the status of the Yan family is one of the best among the four major families.

The Yan family's manor, a rather old villa erected in the Yan family's manor, hundreds of years old wood, exquisite marble carvings, and some precious flowers.

In one of the Yan family's villas, Yan Wuchang, the head of the Yan family, was sitting on a sofa made of mink, his face was pale.

In front of him was an old man over sixty years old, hunched over his waist as if he might be blown down by the wind at any moment.

"Elder Wang, you know what's going on!"

"The master of the house, the old slave also just learned from the mouths of the subordinates. Young Master Yan Zheng had an accident on their Tang family's territory, and I think this matter has nothing to do with the little girl of the Tang family. ”

"Uncle Wang, so do you mean that it's time for our Yan family to fight back?"

The Tang family is the head of the four major families in the Eastern Province, and controls the trading of all medical industries in the Eastern Province, especially in the medicinal herb industry.

And the Yan family, as the second largest family among the four major families, has long wanted to annex the Tang family, and this plan has been slowly prepared since thirty years ago.

The Yan family and the Liu family of the other two major families reached an agreement, and when the Yan family was preparing to attack the Tang family, their Liu family must also contribute a part of their strength.

"Our Yan family has been under the Tang family for fifty years. Why did their Tang family yell at our Yan family during some large-scale activities!"

Yan Wuchang, the head of the Yan family, patted the agarwood table next to him, and the tea set on the table swayed back and forth.

"Poor my son is now in a vegetative state. ”

Yan Wuchang only has such a son, that is, Yan Zheng, the only heir of the Yan family in the future, but now he is in a state of unconsciousness.

Yan Zheng was sent to the First City Hospital in Tanglin City after being beaten by Chen Haoran, and when he was receiving treatment, he did not follow the prescription given to them by Chen Haoran, resulting in his injuries getting worse and worse, until he fell into a coma.

"Uncle Wang, how is Zheng'er now?"

After Yan Wuchang knew that Yan Zheng's injuries were serious, he immediately summoned all the divine doctors in Eastern Province to their Yan family's manor to treat Yan Zheng's injuries.

Steward Wang's body was slightly stunned, and he said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yan's condition still hasn't improved, but now the spread of the disease is under control. ”

"Hmm? Hasn't it gotten better? Isn't Zheng'er just beaten up by someone else? Death is a skin injury or concussion, how can the injury still get worse?"

Yan Wuchang frowned and whispered.

Steward Wang sighed helplessly and said, "Elder Bai and Elder Ye don't have any good way to save the young master's condition. ”

Bai Lao and Ye Lao are both well-known Chinese medicine masters in Eastern Province, second only to Han Lao in retreat, and the two of them have a vague tendency to replace Han Lao's position in the ten years of Han Lao's retreat and become the master of traditional Chinese medicine in Eastern Province.

"Bai Lao and Ye Lao don't have any way?"

There was a hint of gloom in Yan Wuchang's eyes, and then he muttered, "Could it be that God really wants us to make the Yan family extinct?"

Yan Wuchang suddenly aged twenty years old, and his black hair had almost turned white.

As the head of the Yan family, Yan Wuchang sacrificed a lot of things for the sake of the huge family. When people reach middle age, they also meet the fact that their son may be a vegetative person for the rest of his life, and he is exhausted.

"Elder Wang, do you know who hit Zheng'er?"

"The head of the Hui family is a gangster in Tanglin City. When participating in the Tang family's activities, in order to show his strength, he deliberately defeated Young Master Yan Zheng in front of Tang Xue. ”

Yan Wuchang lit a cigar, took a deep breath of the aroma of tobacco, and said in a low voice: "The Tang family, it's the Tang family again." ”

"And that little gangster in Tanglin City, tell Huang San and An Zaiyou that I will ...... tomorrow"