"Uncle Feng, you're old, give up, you can't beat me. Song Yue looked at Zuo Baofeng indifferently and said.

Zuo Baofeng knelt down not far from Song Yue, and within a few simple moves, he was completely abused by this former subordinate defeated, he was very angry and trembling, but what about this? Now Song Yue is like a monster, his body is like iron, and he can't be punched by bullets, and every punch of that inhuman power makes him feel like vomiting blood.

"Sister Qi, I'm sorry I can't give you his life. Song Yue stepped on Zuo Baofeng's body, and the huge power penetrated his body. "I know you hate him too, but I must avenge my father and give my sister an account. ”

"Sister?" Yang Qi said in surprise: "Yu Yao is still alive?"

Song Yue nodded and said, "She's been where Du Feng is." ”

"That's good"! Yang Qi nodded, as if he understood something, and wanted to say anything more, but he always only smiled with relief, when the Hong Gang was in turmoil, he couldn't know Song Yuyao's whereabouts at all, and her heart was relieved when she heard that the only descendant of the Song family was still at ease.

Zuo Baofeng's attempt to resist the last time also allowed Song Yue to win by an overwhelming margin, he picked up Zuo Baofeng's pistol, opened the wheel and slowly stuffed a bullet reflecting orange-red light.

Zuo Baofeng didn't struggle anymore, he had already given up. Is there cause and effect in this world? Yes, he believes this, just like Ni Yongxiao often said in "Infernal Affairs": "Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back." ”

He entered the Hong Gang because of a woman, and worked hard for Song Jichang wholeheartedly. Day after day, he used to be the leader of the gang in order to see more beautiful women, and gradually became the god of war in his own right! But he is willing to wait, he has been waiting for decades, he doesn't care about these few years, he just wants to have it while influencing Yang Qi, so that she really belongs only to herself, whether it is body or soul.

He has never been loyal to anyone, if there is, it is all an obsession with a woman, it is funny to say that the eldest brother who married Jin Ranbai is the eldest brother, but he doesn't know that the brother next to him loves his lover deeply, and in the end he even died at his hands.

"Song Yue, I know I'm sorry for my eldest brother, I admit it, can you give me a good time today?" Zuo Baofeng said with a relieved face: "I don't want to go down to admit my mistake to my eldest brother, it looks too ugly." ”

Song Yue picked up the pistol, and closed his eyes with the black muzzle of the gun on Zuo Baofeng's forehead.

"Master can't help it!" Song Yue said and pulled the trigger, only he knew that his skills were taught by Zuo Baofeng, it can be said that Zuo Baofeng is half of his master, but kindness is not equal to family affection, even if he is on his own, but he killed Song Jichang, who was his biological father, he must take revenge no matter what!

Zuo Baofeng said: "Xiao Yue, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Mr. Song." ”

Song Yue slowly pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out, with a dazzling light, sank into Zuo Baofeng's head.

Zuo Baofeng, who was still standing, still remained in a half-kneeling state, as if he was apologizing, and slowly lowered his head in front of Song Yue and Yang Qi.

At this moment, the corners of Yang Qi's eyes kept sliding down the teardrops, falling down her chin to her white neck, maybe it was a relief, maybe it was a sadness, but it was too simple to describe the two with a single hatred word. There are too many other emotions between them, and if it weren't for this accident, maybe they would still be that close friend.

A generation of gods of war has fallen, because a beloved woman died in a cage set by herself.

"What are your plans after that?" Song Yue said.

Yang Qi stepped forward and flattened Zuo Baofeng, and gently straightened his collar: "Ah Feng, I hope you have a good relationship with your eldest brother where, if there is an afterlife, I think I will still be friends with you." ”

Yang Qi combed the somewhat messy hair in front of her forehead, the tears in her eyes faded, and a noble temperament emanated from her delicate body.

"Are you back?" said Song Yue as he threw Yang Qi a cigarette.

Yang Qi smiled, his appearance was a little poignant and more charming like a rose after the rain, his lips easily bit the cigarette holder, his white index finger stretched out, and he easily flicked the cover of the pink Zippo lighter, and with a perfect arc, a flame was struck.

"I'm back!" Yang Qi replied, taking a puff of unsmoked cigarette from his mouth and inserting it into Zuo Baofeng's mouth.

"Let's go! I miss Yu Yao's little girl a little. ”

……

The next day, Du Feng rushed back to the Emerald Island with Lan Qi, who had pushed away his official duties, and in a chic attic, Du Yuanyi, Du Xue, and Chen Xi ...... Where to eat leisurely.

Du Feng didn't tell them everything that happened at night, he just lied and asked them to come here for a vacation.

Several women at the table saw Du Feng and hurriedly surrounded him in surprise.

"It's okay!" asked Chen Xi and Li Youshi, who knew a little about the truth.

Lan Qi smiled: "What's the matter? ”

"You're good. Chen Xila Lanqi checked it and said softly, "Auntie made breakfast, you came just in time." ”

Seeing that no one took care of him, Du Feng said hello to Du Yuanyi and Du Xue, who were immersed in eating, and found a place to sit down casually, no matter whose it was, he started to eat.

Li Youshi saw Du Feng's dinner plate and hurriedly said, "That's mine!"

"The milk is mine!" A steady Chen Xi actually came over and took away the milk from Du Feng's hand.

Du Feng laughed a few times and hugged the two girls: "It's all mine, what's wrong with me taking a bite." ”

"Hello everyone, this is Donghai Satellite TV News Morning Post, today's main content is:"

Wang Jingcheng, chairman and legal representative of Prospect City International, found himself jumping off the building in Jingcheng Building tonight. ”

"The anti-gang operation commanded by the Ministry of Public Security of the Republic of China and the Public Security Bureau of the Donghai City has been a complete success, defending the authority of the law, consolidating the health and harmony of Chinese society, and ...... for the people."

On that night, all police forces were dispatched throughout the East China Sea, including 2,000 armed police units stationed nearby!

Because of the relationship between public opinion, it is no longer a petty fight and a casual scapegoat to treat the guilty, but a real and thorough cleanup.

Half of the nightclubs in the entire East China Sea, hundreds of underground casinos have been seized, and drug and smuggling are the largest since the founding of the People's Republic of China!

The Hong Gang, the underground king of Donghai City, collapsed overnight, and all the people of the Wang family, the main family of the Hong Gang, were waiting for the verdict in the court. Such a blow is unprecedented in the East China Sea, the entire territory of China, and even the whole world, which directly leads to the blank of the underground world in the East China Sea.

"Thank you!" Looking at the report on TV, Song Yuyao, who was eating breakfast, wrapped Du Feng, tears kept falling, she had waited for this day too long! She even thought about giving up revenge, but this man, her cheap boyfriend really fulfilled her wish, she hugged Du Feng like a little girl holding a plush toy, getting tighter and tighter.

Liu Ting took the steamed dumplings that had just been made, walked out of the kitchen and saw Song Yuyao crying in Du Feng's arms, and her first sentence was not to ask her son to come back, but: "You stinky boy! Are you bullying Yu Yao, if Yu Yao, this kid is bullying you, you will tell me! I promise to clean up this stinky boy." ”

What all the outside media don't know is that on Zhou Chengzhi's desk, a thick ledger also appeared, which clearly recorded Wang Jingcheng's transactions again and again, and even a list appeared at the end. Seeing the names on the list, the old man in his sixtieth year slapped his desk in anger.