Walk down the alley.

Lian Changhe finally couldn't help it and asked, "Who are you?"

He is also a native of Huacheng, although his family status is average, he is still very good outside, like this situation is very rare...... No, it should be said that it will not happen at all.

Fang Yi didn't answer, but just slapped Lian Changhe twice.

Lian Changhe didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he led him to a house with graffiti on the walls.

Fang Yi glanced at Lian Changhe, and Lian Changhe knocked on the door three long and one short.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open. The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man with short hair, he glanced at Fang Yi, the strange color in his eyes flashed, and then turned sideways and let them in.

Fang Yi was also honestly polite, and walked directly into the house.

This house is about 60 square meters, and the biggest feature is that it is featureless and dilapidated. It seems that it is indeed suitable for those shady things.

After Lian Changhe entered this house, not only did his face not overflow with a sense of security about returning to his old nest, but instead showed a burst of uneasiness.

He touched the finger that had just been picked up and sat aside, saying nothing.

Fang Yi took a deep breath, looked around carefully, turned around, and asked, "Why do you want to be a black policeman? If you don't think you have enough money, why don't you go and do something else?"

One sentence to the point. With the ability of the Lian family, the descendants below are actually unable to do this.

Yes, the black police can make a lot of money by embezzling and taking bribes, but that's just in the eyes of ordinary people, and for big families, they don't bother to do it at all. The reason is simple: thankless, one's own interests are not maximized.

Lian Changhe looked at Fang Yi and did not speak. How could he tell Fang Yi that his position at home was actually very poor, and the annual dividends of his children and grandchildren were very small, which was not enough for his expenses?

Seeing that Lian Changhe didn't answer, Fang Yi planned to continue to ask. In fact, in Huacheng, Fang Yi's relationship with the Lian family is not bad, his grandfather once saved the old man of the Lian family, although he is not a world friend, but it is still okay to have a few words.

"No need to ask. The middle-aged man who opened the door suddenly walked behind Fang Yi and said, "It's useless if you know, you can come in, there are only two choices...... Become a companion or die. ”

The middle-aged man's face was very calm, and when he talked about killing someone, it was as if he was talking about stepping on an ant. Obviously, he's done quite a few of these things.

Fang Yi leaned back on the tattered sofa chair, looked up at the middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, and said, "Uncle, who are you?"

The scumbag man lit a cigarette, walked to Fang Yi and sat down, spit out a smoke ring, and said with a smile: "Those who can be here are all black policemen in your mouth." ”

As he spoke, he drew a revolver, loaded it and opened the safety, then stuck his index finger in the trigger ring, spinning it like a basketball.

Fang Yi knew. This guy is an outlaw who has put life and death on the line.

No wonder he would allow himself to come in with such a swagger, because for him, nothing is nothing more remarkable.

The bearded scumbag's eyes were loose and empty, and he was already a walking corpse.

What Fang Yi is not good at is dealing with this kind of person.

Fang Yi smiled slightly, glanced at the scumbag's pistol, and said, "You are not like a person who regards wealth as his life. ”

The scumbag laughed and spat out the foam of his cigarette, flicked the cigarette ash on his chest, and said, "You are such an interesting person...... I've entered someone else's territory, not the environment first, not the total number of people here, but the first curiosity about this?"

"If I had worried about this, I wouldn't have come in......" Fang Yi leaned forward, looked at the scumbag's face, and said, "Turn yourself in." ”

"Surrender, can surrender give me a good time?" the scumbag was stunned for a moment and smiled. The smile is extremely arrogant, extremely poignant, that appearance can definitely scare the child from crying anymore.

But in Fang Yi's eyes, the scumbag's laughter was very sad, and the corners of his eyes burst into tears when he laughed, but he felt that these were sad tears.

Bang!

The scumbag suddenly stopped laughing, slapped his palm on the table, and snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, kill us, don't tell us this kind of crooked nonsense!"

As soon as the words fell, five or six centaurs rushed out of the room, all of them holding guns and pointing at Fang Yi. Obviously, the scumbag is the master who can talk here.

Fang Yi frowned and said, "I can really kill you, but I don't want to." ”

Although they clashed, there was no direct conflict. Fang Yi is not a bloodthirsty person, strictly speaking, if you don't touch his bottom line, he is actually very good at talking.

"Hahaha! Come on, let's see if you die or if I die!" the scumbag laughed so hard that his mouth was about to crack, but the desolation in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

The scumbag man's name is He Mengda, and he became a black policeman three years ago. In just three years, tens of millions of bribes have been accepted, which is an astronomical amount for ordinary people, of course, these people are also the number one enemy of ordinary people and the government.

These people are marginalized and are not tolerated by the people of society, but even though they have been subjected to all kinds of dangers and exclusions, they have survived.

There must be meaning to exist. In this kind of business, there can be no right or wrong, where there are interests, there must be a production chain, but they can steadily collect money and grow such a team organization, He Mengda played a leading role.

It's hard to imagine why a character who can be regarded as the boss has such a sense of sadness.

Fang Yi stared at the face of the scumbag, was silent for a moment, and said, "Maybe you have all kinds of hole cards that have allowed you to live until now, but today, you have no way to escape." ”

In the face of absolute strength, any strategy is pale and powerless. Fang Yi is not what it used to be, even if he doesn't rely on the strength of his hometown in Huacheng, a phone call to Yanjing, with the military capabilities of the Yanjing Central Committee, is it not like a joke to destroy these organizations?

But he didn't want to play these cards at random. It's not that you don't need to slaughter a cow knife to kill chickens, but at this stage, he doesn't want Huacheng's black and white to know his hole cards too much, and he still has some plans of his own.

Boom!

As soon as Fang Yi's words fell, the door was kicked open. The person who came was a tall and thin young man with a lip ring and a handsome young man with red hair.

Even Changhe and his companions were taken aback. They have a lot of secret sentinels nearby, why did these two people come in without any notice?

He Mengda and Fang Yi looked at each other and smiled.

He Mengda waved his hand, asked his subordinates to step back a little first, and then said to Fang Yi playfully: "It turns out that what you have in mind is to use black to cure black? But yes, I don't think you are a good person." ”

Fang Yi was furious. What is wrong with not being a good person? No, what if you are not a good person? Still looking sarcastic? Haven't you heard of the latest Internet slogan of "Good people have cheap lives, limited happiness, and refuse selfless dedication"!

He slapped his palm on the table and rebuked angrily: "Yes! I'm not a good person, but I'm never a person all the way with you!

The broken sword and the broken knife are the nicknames of the man with the lip ring and the red-haired man. The moment Fang Yi sent a text message to Shen Shaoqi, they had already received instructions to rush to help.

So, they came. Because they received a fatal order, they came all the way in, and their hands were not stained with blood.

Broken Sword and Broken Knife, it is rumored that they used to be full-time killers, and they were later subdued by Shen Shaoqi, and their nicknames are related to the weapons they are good at. What these two are best at is a dagger and a dagger!

Whoosh!

The broken sword is like a western cowboy pulling out a spear, pulling out a short sword and a dagger from his waist at the same time, and throwing it out like a throwing knife.

In the blink of an eye, the entire room was bleeding, and the wrists and thighs of those black policemen instantly became a hornet's nest.

Fang Yi opened his mouth wide and looked at the two of them. Can there be some normal people around Lao Tzu? Forget if his brother is abnormal, even his left and right hands are perverted in their own way!

He Mengda's abdomen was pierced by a dagger, and the blood flowed like an infusion, his face turned pale rapidly, but his smile became thicker and thicker, and there was a trace of happiness on his smile.

He looked at Fang Yi and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to be free, but I'm too weak, and those who want to destroy us will be killed by me in the end......"

People are about to die, and their words are also good, He Mengda wants to say what is in his heart before he dies.

Fang Yi had a shrewd mind, and immediately understood He Mengda's words, and at the same time, there were turbulent waves in his heart.

It turned out that He Mengda was bent on death! No wonder he was so smooth, so smooth that it was almost unreasonable!

He rushed to He Mengda's side, lit the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, and then said coldly: "You did it on purpose! Why? There are still people behind the scenes?"

"I'm tired of it, and I'm bored. He Mengda was lying on the sofa, and the thousand words he wanted to say turned into one sentence.

As a doctor, Fang Yi didn't like to hear someone say such a thing, but He Mengda's eyes were filled with incomparable despair.

"What's the thing that can't be over?" Fang Yi knew that He Mengda's internal organs had been punctured and could not be saved. I and him are not enemies of life and death, so I opened my mind and chatted with him.

"I was poor, so my daughter was sick and died. I was poor, so my wife ran away. Do you know what it's like to be poor?" He Mengda said to himself, recalling those happy and miserable years.

Fang Yi sighed. Lines like "But this is not a reason for you to break the law, who is not miserable in this world" is probably only said by someone as naïve as Chen Tingting.

Fang Yi knew that this was human nature. If a person is forced to go to Liangshan, what can he not do? It's just that it didn't happen to him, and everyone can pretend to be the Virgin.

"With money, but tired of it?" Fang Yi didn't follow He Mengda's words, picked up the cigarette and handed it to He Mengda, lighting the last cigarette for him.

He Mengda laughed noncommittally and said, "Before I met my daughter, I thought about addicting rich people...... You know acupuncture, you're a doctor?"

Fang Yi nodded.

He Mengda suddenly returned to the light, grabbed Fang Yi's collar with one hand, pinched his neck with the other, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted: "Give back my daughter's life!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the broken sword immediately rushed forward, and Fang Yi waved his hand to stop them.

Fang Yi knew that this was He Mengda's last words, and his current strength couldn't even be pinched to death by ants.

Soon, He Mengda's body softened and closed his eyes forever.

Fang Yi sat on the ground, falling into deep pain and silence. His daughter died of illness, and he was excited to see the doctor, and his daughter was killed by a quack?

Lian Changhe, who was dying on the side, heard the conversation between Fang Yi and He Mengda, and he crawled to Fang Yi's side with all his bent on survival, and said hoarsely: "Help me, I know the truth of everything." ”