Shocking! The young educated youth had just arrived and was already clashing with spies.

Chapter 222: Golden Lion Eyes, Ginseng Flowers Hang Red

Hearing the last words that seemed to have been interrupted unintentionally, he finally continued. The moment he shouted it out, Thompson looked at him with eyes that made him want to kill him with his own hands.

"You went too far today!"

"The Governor has really wronged me. I am also a victim in today's incident. Even after the truth of the years of grudges was revealed, I did not intend to kill anyone. Instead, I believed in our Hong Kong Eagle Government. However, these ambitious people simply refused to let me go!

You saw it too, they even dared to shoot at the entrance of the political department, not to mention that I was just a fake leader? I came here because I truly believed that our Hong Kong Eagle government would give me justice.

Hong Kong Eagle Government? Fair and just?

Isn't it time for you to show off your style?

First, a reporter reported it extensively, and then he was attacked and hunted. As the biggest victim, he has come to your government for help. Can you still ignore him?

"Haha, do you believe what you said?"

Thompson was extremely furious. He knew that he was tricked, oh no, it was two tricks. Now he was in such a troublesome and troublesome situation. What would it matter if he paid 30% more?

He will have many troubles in the future, and his term as Governor of Hong Kong may also come to an end.

"I'm the victim, so of course I have the final say. Besides, I heard there was a horrific kidnapping and imprisonment case on High Street. To be honest, that woman was the mastermind.

What is the intention of the Americans in doing these anti-human things in the Eagle Concession in Hong Kong?

This incident has a significant impact on all residents of Hong Kong, especially those at the bottom of society, whose lives are not guaranteed, and the Hong Kong Eagle government cannot come up with a convincing argument.

"When they're helpless and helpless, they're rioting in the streets. The US should also be held responsible, right?!"

David listened for a while. He was not as angry as Thompson. In fact, he felt quite happy.

Although he had been involved in interests with Lin Yaohui before, it was because Lin Yaohui had the leverage over him that he had to turn a blind eye to his affairs.

Now that Lin Yaohui is dead, he is too happy to express it.

"Mr. Thompson, what this gentleman said makes sense. After all, this is our Eagle Concession territory. Even if they are Americans, so what? Those anti-human things are enough to plunge the United States into a public opinion scandal.

There's no need to argue about right or wrong. Even if we tell the Americans what we saw, they might be glad the woman is dead."

Isn’t the current situation pretty good? Those who deserve to die are dead, and only the evidence of guilt is there. Sometimes the saying “no evidence after death” can be used in reverse.

Thompson was a little stunned by what his old friend said. He could tell that David was happy with the current situation.

At this moment, a car suddenly appeared on this road again, and all the guards were shocked and pointed their weapons at him.

Ge Shaoting's assistant got out of the car with sweat on his forehead, smiling and holding up his hands. His normally good Mandarin became stammering.

"I, I'm here to deliver funds and information to Master Hong!"

As he spoke, he looked expectantly in the direction of the person who heard the words. The folder in his hand almost left an afterimage. Combined with his cowardly and frightened look, he looked like a small white flag waving in surrender.

The assistant forced a smile on his face, but in his heart he kept complaining about his boss being a jerk, as he had clearly been hired only to handle mainland affairs.

Now, not only did I accompany him to the sea to listen to the "cannon fire" yesterday, but after coming back I was ordered around by him the whole night, and now I am determined to go to a place like this even if I am afraid of death.

Thinking of this, he carefully glanced at the dead bodies in the encirclement in front of him, which were like a hornet's nest, and couldn't help but curse his boss again, "Evil capitalist!"

It was inconvenient for Aqiang to move around with Wen Yan on his back, so Zhou Yichen walked over and took the folder from him.

Hearing this, he took it and handed it directly to Thompson.

"These may be helpful to your investigation of the case."

Thompson took it with a sneer, without even looking at it, and cursed inwardly that the old fox had let the Eagle's people kill the man first, and now he was actively cooperating here, not wanting to take responsibility, but doing the same thing.

Hearing this, he didn't look at his expression. He could understand that the other person was a little unhappy about having to deal with such a thing for no reason.

"Don't worry, I'm living proof myself. If things really get out of hand, I and those imprisoned victims will never let you lose."

He raised his left hand, took off his gloves with his right hand, and pointed to the empty trouser leg.

"We firmly believe that the Hong Kong Eagle government will investigate the case thoroughly and provide a satisfactory result for all our victims, including all the people of Hong Kong."

Thompson cursed in his heart, insidious, cunning, and treacherous!

Anyway, the few idioms he knew were all used to describe Wen Yan.

Hearing this, he took a deep breath and continued:

"Of course, I'm fully aware of the difficulties involved in investigating this case, so I'll contribute three million yuan to our investigation team. This money will be used exclusively as logistical support for the team."

Thompson, who was cursing furiously, said:? !!!

"Well, this isn't an unreasonable request. As victims, all your demands are reasonable!"

Hearing this, he laughed out loud and stretched out his intact but pale right hand,

"Thank you for your care, then."

Thompson looked at David, then extended his hand and shook his.

"Law enforcement is fair and citizens are the priority!"

Having said that, everything has come to the best result. From planning to implementation, it took two days and one night, and everyone was very tired.

After hearing this, he said goodbye to Thompson and David and asked Aqiang to carry him away. As for the dead people on the ground, he could do whatever he wanted with them!

Zhen Long was unable to follow after all. He learned the news that Lin Yue was shot to death in the hospital.

Zhen Long's face is now pale, his shoulders hurt, and his chest and abdomen hurt even more. The punches Chu Xin gave him really made him suffer a lot, especially since he kept doing it.

"Hahaha, good, very good, they're all dead at last, all dead! Cough, ah... cough cough cough... hiss..."

He was so happy that he felt sad again. He gasped in pain and then slowly gave the order.

"Chen Qianqian is also in this hospital, right? Tell her attending doctor that she doesn't need further treatment and send her to my ward. When I'm well again, I'll take her to see her mother!"

His tone was harsh, and he placed great emphasis on the word "good". You could tell right away that it was not a nice thing to say.

After hearing his instructions, the younger brother immediately turned around and went out to do his work, leaving him alone to lie down and relax, ready to have a good sleep.

There were bodyguards guarding the door of the ward, and he felt relieved and could finally rest in peace.

After hearing this, their journey back to the Hong Gang became much smoother, and he did not put on the mask again.

Two rows of thugs had already been standing on both sides of the Hong Gang's main gate. In the middle was a long table with a majestic statue of Guan Gong on it. In front of the statue was an incense burner with smoke curling around it, and there were also plenty of offerings.

With the lighting of incense and candles, the whole scene looks solemn and dignified.

As soon as the car stopped, the wheelchair that Wen Yan usually sat in was already parked, and A Qiang was the first to open the door to help him.

"Hello, boss!"

As soon as Wen Yan appeared, the thugs shouted out greetings in unison, reaching a high pitch that was about to break through the sky.

At the same time, a majestic golden lion dance jumped out from the hall. Then, amid the sound of gongs and drums, two people holding trays walked out slowly in a row, accompanied by a drum band behind them.

The golden lion leaped and leaned forward to the beat of the drums, and followed the person holding the tray to Wen Yan with a nimble posture. It even lay down on the ground considerately, blinking its eyes and looking at Wen Yan.

Chu Xin looked at it curiously, and then he found that there was a small cup filled with cinnabar on a tray, and a brand new brush on a pen holder.

On the other person's tray was a square piece of red silk and a big red flower.

"What is this doing?"

Zhou Yichen glanced at Wen Yan, whose eyes were red, and lowered his voice.

"The golden lion's eyes are painted, and the ginseng flowers are lit red. The Hong Gang has accepted Wen Yan's new identity and is convinced that he will continue to be the leader."

Chu Xin nodded in understanding. Needless to say, it was Aqiang's idea. Look at his eyes, they became crescents from laughing.