"Why is a man crying?" Yang Chen helplessly sighed, he saw it with his own eyes, so he naturally knew that Zhang Hu was grieving for his sister. These words shouldn't be false, otherwise if it was a normal person, they wouldn't brazenly betray him in such an exaggerated situation.
Zhang Hu abruptly raised his head and wiped away his tears. He sincerely said, "Boss, from now on, my life is yours. I will do anything for you!"
Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh weirdly. "You sure are quick to join us. How do you know that I want to be your underworld boss? How do you know that I am willing to be your boss? "
"That … that …" Zhang Hu choked and could not say anything. He could only shamelessly say: "I, Zhang Hu, besides fighting and snatching territory, I don't know anything. Boss, if you don't mind, you can let me be your bodyguard!"
"Do you think I need it?"
"Uh …" Zhang Hu's face instantly turned pale. Once again recalling Yang Cheng's terrifying skill, he could only lower his head and whisper: "No need."
Seeing this deflated expression, Yang Cheng began to like this straightforward man. More importantly, this bald man was bold and careful. He knew when to advance and when to retreat. Previously in the bar, when he found out that his skill was not bad, he immediately carefully apologized and did not get angry. This time, for the sake of his sister, he resolutely chose to believe in him and made a life and death gamble.
After thinking about it, Yang Cheng stood up and said to Zhang Hu: "Zhang Hu, although I will not take over the underworld's matters, it does not mean that I will not let others take over."
"Boss … what do you mean?" Zhang Hu felt hope and immediately raised his head and asked.
Yang Cheng paced back and forth a few steps before saying: "Once Chen Dehai is gone, this underworld will immediately become a mess. I need you to take over Chen Dehai's position. "
Zhang Hu awkwardly said: "Boss, taking over that old ghost's territory is actually not difficult. Now that the old ghost's most important subordinates have been killed by your godly marksmanship, I am the only one left. In the past few years, I've had a good reputation in the society. If I use some ruthless methods, the brothers who are willing to follow me will definitely be able to control this place. But … but I don't know how to manage it. The underworld also has its own businesses. These businesses and whatnot were all managed by Old Ghost in the past. I don't understand these things. "
"You don't have to worry about that." Yang Cheng smiled and said, "You just need to stabilize this place. Don't let Chen Dehai's forces scatter. Hold it firmly in your heart. As for the other things, I will let others tell you what to do."
"Others?" Zhang Hu was puzzled. "Aren't you in charge, Boss?"
"There's someone more suitable than me to take over. Just listen to that person in the future and don't ask about anything else. As for the West Union Society, you should do your best to replace Chen Dehai's position and follow the West Union Society's wishes. "
Without waiting for Zhang Hu to ask more, Yang Cheng pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down his cell phone number. He handed it to Zhang Hu, "Here, this is my cell phone number. My surname is Yang. Don't call me Boss in the future. I'm not Chen Dehai. I don't want you to be my little brother."
Zhang Hu quickly took it and held it tightly in his hand. He revealed a hearty smile, "Yes, Boss … Oh no, Mr. Yang."
Yang Cheng nodded with satisfaction, "You can do as you see fit from now on. I will let someone contact you directly and help you manage this area. If you encounter a stumbling block that you can't solve, you can call me and I will help you deal with it. If there's nothing particularly important, don't call me. "
Zhang Hu listened seriously and didn't dare to disobey.
Yang Cheng looked at the clock on the wall. This "business trip" took almost two hours. It was almost midnight. Thinking of the promise he made to Qiangwei, his heart felt a little hot. He said to Zhang Hu, "It's about time, I'm leaving. Your sister may still be in Chen Feng's room. Chen Feng was knocked out by me, but he's probably not dead. I suggest you hand Chen Feng over to your sister. Just think of it as' every dog has its day '. "
When Zhang Hu heard the two words "Chen Feng", his eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. He nodded solemnly, "Mr. Yang, my sister and I would like to thank you for giving us a new lease on life. If you ever need me, Zhang Hu, in the future, just say the word and I will not refuse."
"If you're uncultured then stop flattering me. It's as mushy as the dialogue in the 80's period TV series." Yang Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he patted Zhang Hu's shoulder and walked straight out of the study.
Because the Chen Residence was already in a mess, Yang Cheng didn't encounter any obstructions. He walked out of the door with ease and walked in the direction of the car.
But after walking for less than a mile, Yang Cheng was shocked to find that there were three police cars parked in front of the dark forest in the park. There were also quite a few police officers standing there.
Yang Cheng wasn't stupid enough to think that Chen Dehai had called the police. Wasn't that like a mouse asking a cat for help? Moreover, those police officers seemed to be waiting for an ambush. They didn't say that they were taking the initiative to do anything. They must be on some other mission and just happened to be in this area.
After thinking for a while, Yang Cheng decided to just walk on his own and pretend that he didn't see these police officers.
But after walking a few steps, a voice called out to him from behind …
"Stop!"
The clear and pleasant female voice was somewhat familiar. Yang Cheng turned around and saw the person. He couldn't help but reveal a playful smile, "Ah, why is it Chief Cai? It's already so late and yet we still meet. It's fate."
The policewoman who walked forward was Choi Yeon, whom he had met at the police station. Choi Yeon walked over in the night wind. She was wearing a dark green police uniform. Her distinct facial features had a heroic aura that ordinary women didn't have. Her slightly powdered face and pink sparkling lipstick added a feminine charm to this confident policewoman. Her outstanding charm was like a blooming orchid.
Choi Yeon looked at Yang Cheng with some suspicion, "What are you doing here?"
"This …" Yang Cheng was a little embarrassed as he rubbed his hands. He laughed and said, "This is considered a personal matter. Can you not say it?"
Choi Yeon looked at the smiling man in front of her with disgust. But she didn't let her guard down. She clearly remembered that he had knocked down two of her police officers. She said expressionlessly, "The police are asking you a question. You answer them honestly. This is to assist in the investigation."
Yang Cheng said to Shanshan, "Chief Cai, it's actually not a big deal. I just kissed a female friend by the river. I touched her breast, lifted her skirt, and pinched her leg. If there's anything else, it's that I also let her grab my place … You don't know. She didn't hold back. It was mainly because she was too excited. She said that my place was bigger than the other men she had touched. I was so happy, so … "
Hearing these words, Choi Yeon suddenly blushed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up! Don't say it again! "
How can this man be so shameless! Choi Yeon wanted to vomit.
Yang Chen said in all seriousness, "Chief Cai, you asked me to assist in the investigation, and I've already told you everything about my private life. Your attitude is too unfair to this kind-hearted little commoner who is willing to help the police."
Choi Yeon really wanted to slap Yang Cheng. But she remembered that she still had work to do. She suppressed her anger and thought that it was never too late for a virtuous woman to take revenge. She waved her hand and said, "Get lost. Hurry and leave this place!"
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