Hanging up the phone, Han Changxu closed his eyes and recuperated, he was the only one in the entire underground fortifications now.

He doesn't trust anyone, including his long-time confidant Pu Feng. That's why he's here alone, so he's safest. He has already arranged everything, and now what he needs to do is to be in this turtle shell and wait for things to develop.

Suddenly he kind of liked it here, quiet, safe, and didn't have to worry about anything. At this moment, Han Changxu had the idea of making this place his home.

Fifteen meters underground, cavemen.

Han Changxu thought for a moment and smiled. He lit a cigarette in his mouth and opened his laptop, but before it could be turned on, he saw his own reflection on the screen. This is a face that can be called 'vicissitudes', the stubble has grown old, and Han Changxu only then remembered how many days he hadn't shaved.

After staring at himself on the screen in a daze for a while, Han Changxu suddenly smiled. As if he were talking to another person, he looked at himself reflected on the screen and spoke very seriously.

"Chang Xu, you have worked hard. Looking at the appearance of himself reflected on the screen, the person smiled, Han Changxu was also pleased, and then the person on the screen smiled even more happily. He smiled, laughed, laughed oblivion, laughed hysterically, laughed so badly, laughed out of breath!

"Wait, wait a few more days!" Han Changxu finally couldn't hold back, he couldn't control the muscle groups on his face, so he had to press it with both hands, but when he saw that the person on the screen was also pressing his face with both hands, he felt very funny, this is a person who can't even control his expression, is he normal?

Is he a normal person?! Han Changxu wanted to question loudly, but he knew very well that this person was himself. He is like a person who knows that he is dreaming in a dream, he already knows the script of this dream, but he cannot interfere with it and change anything.

Suddenly he was frightened, he felt that there was a crazy shadow devouring himself, like a person who suddenly woke up from a nightmare, he was very frightened, he did not know what he was doing.

Suddenly, the phone rang again. interrupted his reflection, the panic in Han Changxu's eyes, the moment he heard the phone ringtone, he looked at the number and picked up the phone.

The call was made by Pu Feng.

"What's the matter?" Han Changxu's voice didn't change at all, and he didn't seem to feel that he needed to explain anything to Park Feng. When Park Feng came to his lips, he held back the moment he heard Han Changxu's tone, and changed his words: "Director, the situation is very chaotic now, the people of the Bikers are gathering, and the high-level are also putting pressure on us, they have hired a barrister for everyone, including the previous retired justice, Mr. Kim Jong." We don't have enough evidence in our hands, and I'm afraid we can only detain for 48 hours at most. ”

"Forty-eight hours...... Enough time. You don't need to worry about it so much, I've already made all the arrangements, now you just need to wait for the 'Grim Reaper' to contact you, and then take them to get weapons, and you don't have to worry about anything else. ”

"But Director, I'm ......" Pu Feng had to say something more, but the other end of the phone had already hung up. Pu Feng's face became a little ugly, and he wanted to contact Long Sanba to deliver some news, but he was not sure if there were any eyeliners arranged by Han Changxu among the people around him now. He always knew that Han Changxu did not trust him 100%, and he also knew the importance of his position, so he would definitely not take risks until the critical moment.

Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock in the morning. There was already a little light outside the window, and the night was finally over. What will happen next night, no one knows. Pu Feng used the two chairs side by side as a simple bed, rolled up the down jacket as a pillow and lay down, after dawn, there were more things waiting for him to do, and he had to recuperate enough energy.

……

"It's four o'clock. ”

Sent away the loin and Dong Value, and only Ah Jiu and Park Chanrong were left in the living room, Park Canrong glanced at the time and couldn't help but yawn.

He had just contacted almost all the contacts he had accumulated since he had run the casino during this time. There are lawyers, people from the police system, people from the security services, and even people from the Blue House's office, but there are really few people who can really help. After all, the time of friendship is still short, and the degree is also different, many people are just superficial friends, and they promise well, but after weighing the pros and cons, they may not necessarily really help. But one more person is always one more strength. Park Canrong also knows in his heart that none of the people arrested today have any criminal records, and even if they do, they are all small fights, after all, everyone was just a gangster half a year ago, and even if they wanted to fabricate charges, there was no place to weave them.

The final result is estimated to be 48 hours of detention, and then a fine of money can be released.

Now Park Chanyoung is not worried about this, he is worried about what will happen in these forty-eight hours. Now Han Changxu's purpose can basically be seen clearly. His arrest of the backbone of the biker party and the situation in which the bikers are leaderless in all districts is likely to create an opportunity for the Incheon faction; if the Incheon faction attacks on a large scale within these 48 hours, it will be very difficult for the bikers to resist, and no matter how powerful Ah Jiu is, he can only be in one place, and the bikers have seven districts and hundreds of fields, how many can he protect? As an underworld organization, the most important point is to be able to cover it; if it can't be covered, it will definitely not be able to get mixed up if it loses the hearts of the people.

Even if, after forty-eight hours, all the arrested people are released on bail, and the bikers immediately launch a major counterattack, it will be useless. The people of the Incheon faction only need to smash it indiscriminately to smash the hearts of the bikers.

Park Canrong has never been so worried, he is not a smoker, but at this time, in the face of this unsolvable situation, he can't do anything except smoking, one after another, and half a box will be gone after a while.

"Boss, you say...... Seho really, really...... Is it him?" Park Canrong's words stumbled, but Ah Jiu understood what he meant, and said, "It's just a possibility." ”

"Heh......"

Park Chanyoung didn't know what to say, he believed that Ah Jiu had confirmed it. The reason why he is reluctant to admit it is also clear to Park Chanyoung. When the bikers first mixed, there were only him, Shi Hao, Dong Zhi, plus Ah Jiu, the boss, a total of four people. Shi Hao is a traitor, the most unacceptable, the most sad person, is undoubtedly him, the boss.

Comparing his heart to his heart, Park Canrong was also angry for Ah Jiu. Everyone is a brother, and he knows Shihao's ability very well. With his ability, without Ah Jiu's support and Ah Jiu's pressure, how could he sit firmly in the position of the 'second brother' of the Flying Bikers. With a bad temper, the bosses of various districts like Feng Nan have long been looking for trouble with him and challenging him.

Park Canrong took another puff of cigarette and said, "Boss, this time, can we get through?"

"Dong Zhi and Tenderloin have already been arranged," Ah Jiu's tone was still the same, and he couldn't hear any fluctuations: "It's almost dawn, you rest for a while, and go to the police station after dawn." ”

"Boss, you're going to let me throw myself into the net?"

"No, only then will you be safe. (To be continued.) )