At the bar, mobile unit Li Yongsen and anti-gang Fei Sha came to the bar to look for cigarette shovel music.

When the owner of the bar saw Li Yongsen wearing a blue hat, he quietly stepped forward and asked,

"What's the matter?"

"You don't have to stop."

Li Yongsen said to him and went to find the cigarette shovel, and the team members behind him routinely asked the boss,

"Is the person in charge?"

"Yes."

"Please take the license plate out."

"Sir, please come over here, the license plate is in the office."

Li Yongsen and Fei Sha found the happy cigarette shovel music, the little brother of the cigarette shovel music table stood up, and Li Yongsen gently pushed the younger brother of the cigarette shovel with his hand.

"Sit down, over there."

Feisha found a place and sat down,

Li Yongsen knew about Yan Shovel Le and Fu Kun, he looked at Yan Shovel Le condescendingly,

"Fu Kun died, what happened?"

Li Yongsen wants to know what happened, he has been on an errand in Temple Street for a long time, and the fish and dragons in it are mixed, and it is even more common to make friends when there is something

Li Yongsen wants to make friends with cigarette shovels, and if he doesn't hand over people, he will do things.

Smoke Shovel looked at Li Yongsen with disdain,

"I'll call his mother first, and then I'll inform you as soon as possible, Sir."

Li Yongsen heard that Yan Shovel Le didn't want to hand over people, he lowered his head slightly,

"You just don't want to give it?"

At this time, he came over to interject, and said to Li Yongsen with an arrogant and contemptuous expression,

"Then you can go to his mother and talk to him."

Fei Sha raised his head and looked at the hot cigarette steadily, he picked up the beer from the table, poured it directly on the hot head, and poured it all away.

After pouring the fat sand, he put down the beer, and looked at the arrogant fire again,

"You go overboard, I'll get to work."

"Sweep your field every day until you beg for food."

Fei Sha stood up and turned to leave with Li Yongsen, and the smoke shovel shouted behind the two of them,

"Sir, please help me collect that corpse."

Li Yongsen has his own judgment, if Yan Shovel Le is not handed over, then this person is not himself, that is the popularity of his closeness.

Since the smoke shovel is not cooperative, then the next target to find...

- Blind Glow.

…

Even after Blind Hui was beaten by Fu Kun, he was still selling cigarettes on the street, and if he made a lot less money today, Xiao Hui would find out that something might have happened to him.

Blind Hui thought that his affairs were over, until Li Yongsen found him again.

Blind Hui was taken into the alley, and he cowered against the wall, his eyes not daring to look at Li Yongsen.

Li Yongsen looked at Blind Hui, and he said slowly,

"Speak."

"15 minutes before the crime, you argued with Fu Kun."

"Don't tell me, this has nothing to do with you."

Blind Hui, who lives in Temple Street, knows that he can't be a 25-boy if he wants to survive, and he desperately shakes his head to deny all this.

Last time, the sir saw that Blind Hui refused to tell the truth, so he went up directly to give Blind Hui a few mouths and slammed the wound on Blind Hui's head.

"Let the wind go, so that the people in Temple Street think that he has released material to us, so as to frame him."

"You want to kill him, we are looking for someone, not wronging someone."

Li Yongsen has cooperated with his black and white face many times, and he looked at Blind Hui who was squatting down and covering his head and shrinking in the corner, he still couldn't bear it after all.

After Li Yongsen and the others left, Blind Hui still shrank on the ground.

He silently touched the top of the head of the beer bottle burst, and the healed wound began to bleed.

Blind Hui opened his worn-out shoulder bag, and when he saw that the cigarettes in it were fine, he smiled happily, stood up and continued to sell cigarettes on Temple Street.

Blind Hui has been selling cigarettes for a long time, Xiaohui has been absent-minded, and the guests began to abuse her perfunctory service attitude.

Xiaohui simply closed her door and stopped doing business, she waited for a long time, and Blind Hui finally returned.

The moment Xiaohui saw Blind Hui, her tears were red, and she looked at Blind Hui with joy, Blind Hui's wounds were more than yesterday...

Xiaohui, as before, touched Blind Hui's face,

"What's wrong today? They're beating you again? ”

“…”

Blind Hui shook his head as always, showed his unskilled smile, and gave all the money in the bag to Xiaohui, so that Xiaohui could buy vegetables tomorrow.

Xiao Hui felt sorry for this man, although Blind Hui looked stupid, he was the only one who was good to him.

The joy of seeing each other diluted the sadness.

…

"Yesterday, there was a community vendetta murder case on Temple Street in Yau Ma Tei, and I believe everyone has heard of it."

"The data shows that this is related to the club and Hexing to which the nickname Yanshole belongs, as well as the Tangkou and Liansheng to which the nickname Fu Kun belongs."

"The order from above is to crack down on the club to which Smoke Shovel Music belongs and Hexing."

"There is information that He Hexing has operated unscrupulous establishments, sold illicit cigarettes, smuggled goods, and underground casinos in the vicinity of Temple Street, and has carried out a series of criminal activities."

"Tonight we have an operation to unite the customs and anti-black departments."

Everyone in the police station stood up and shouted,

“yse，sir!”

…

Smoke shovel music and fire looked down from the high parking lot, and the long queue of arrests in Hexing's yard was one by one, and all the yards were swept away.

Smoke Shovel Le sighed, he propped his hands on the railing and said,

"Tell all the people under him to stop, don't start work this month, don't do anything."

Hotfire took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, turned away angrily, and threw the bottle against the wall,

"The special ones, the ones who know, the ones who don't know, are all swept away by the bad guys."

"I'm sure Blind Hui is doing something."

"I saw that guy on the street with my own eyes, and I talked and laughed when I met the errand guy."

Yan Shovel Le frowned, he knew in his heart that Blind Hui had nothing to do with this matter.

However, if the fire wants to engage in blind light, he will not stop it, so he should be angry with the fire.

…

Blind Hui and Xiao Hui are sleeping comfortably, Blind Hui feels that the matter has passed, and no one comes to him today, whether it is the person who is smoky and shoveling, or the poor person.

Life returned to peace, which he cherished extraordinarily.

There was a knock on the door,

Seeing Blind Hui's tired appearance, Xiaohui got up to open the door, she thought it was a guest looking for her so late.

Xiaohui opened the door, only to see the fire lighting the Molotov cocktail, and said in his mouth,

"Be 25?"

Xiaohui realized that it was not good, she wanted to close the door, and the hot little brother through the iron fence pressed his hand against the door.

Huo threw the Molotov cocktail in, only to see that the 20-square-meter room was ignited at once, and the fire spread to Xiaohui's body.

Xiaohui's screams woke up Blind Hui, and he got up to see the fire on Xiaohui's body, pulled off Xiaohui's clothes, and used his hands to extinguish the flames.

The door had already been locked with an arm-thick chain due to the fire, and Blind Hui climbed out of the window with Xiaohui.

In the early hours of the morning, Blind Hui was walking on the empty street with Xiao Hui in his arms...

Xiaohui sat in the alley and wailed, not only her burned body, but everything she had was gone.

The rented home is gone, and the money that has been saved for many years is gone.

Cao Dahua and his left hand had just gotten off work and were about to go to Temple Street for breakfast.

"Left hand, I'll tell you."

"How to negotiate tomorrow, secretly take two cannons and prepare to point the knife..."

Hearing the screams in the alley with his left hand, he pointed to the alley,

"Da Ge, there seems to be a woman in it..."

"Ah~ Damn, I hate this kind of thing the most, look at how my Mawangda teaches them."

Cao Dahua rolled up his sleeves and walked into the alley, scolding and swearing.