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After Feng Zhanpeng finished speaking, Song Huanxi's heart became anxious again. She asked worriedly: "When will the trial begin?!"

This time, Feng Zhanpeng was slightly silent. After a moment, he spoke: "This matter has a great impact on the road. He Shenghe's Da Longtou personally visited the police chief. The court will be held in seven days."

seven days——

Song Huanxi's heart immediately rose to her throat. She gritted her teeth and looked at Feng Zhanpeng: "Senior brother——"

Feng Zhanpeng saw her thoughts, shook his head and said: "I can save my life for my brother, and I can give up my wealth for you, but Quanxing——"

"My friendship has not reached this point."

Feng Zhanpeng paused for a moment and then said: "For the sake of him taking care of you, if he has a wife and children, I can take care of them."

After saying that, he shook his head. In this industry, when they are young, they don't want to settle down. If they want to settle down, they can't tell when they will die on the streets.

For a woman, marrying someone like them is gambling with her life.

This time, it was Song Huanxi's turn to be silent. After a while, she spoke softly and asked, "What if I want to ask you for help without bleeding?"

"Just need to borrow some of your connections."

This time, Feng Zhanpeng agreed simply: "Okay!"

Song Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know what she could do, but she had decided to use all her connections——

She wants him alive!

Feng Zhanpeng put his hands in his pockets, "Okay, I'll leave first if it's okay."

Song Huanxi called him again, "Which police station is Lu Xingbang at?"

Feng Zhanpeng shrugged: "Kowloon Police Station."

Kowloon——

Song Huanxi knew about this police station. It was right next to Pei's Kowloon Theater. He would pass by it when he was selling cakes on weekends.

Song Huanxi stood silently for a moment, watching Feng Zhanpeng's figure disappear from sight, then turned around and went upstairs.

When she got home, she immediately changed into the blue skirt she had worn in school, and put on two braids. She looked bare-faced. At first glance, she looked like a pure female student.

She took out her makeup case again, which she had purchased not long ago with Sister Ling's help.

Song Huanxi looked in the mirror and carefully drew a black hemorrhoid the size of a fingernail above her lip. This was also one of the techniques she learned in the student training class——

It may be difficult to look good, but it is easy to look ugly. As long as there is an ugly spot on your face that makes people take one look at it and not want to look at it a second time, others will subconsciously look away.

After lighting the hemorrhoids, Song Huanxi took out his schoolbag again, picked up his father's old clothes, which were quite neat and clean, and packed them with two pairs of clothes, including undershirts and shorts.

He also collected all the cash at home and put it all in his pocket.

After getting ready, Song Huanxi went out again.

She was so anxious, but instead of taking a taxi, she chose a Ding Ding car - her current persona was that of a penniless female student whose brother was imprisoned and in jail, how could she take a taxi to the police station!

The Ding Ding car, which usually feels slow, was even madderly slow today. Song Huanxi kept looking out of the car, seeing familiar blocks passing by, and finally saw the wall with the logo of the Kowloon Theater!
She got out of the car and did not go directly to the Kowloon Police Station. After looking around for a while, she walked towards the street newsstand, carefully asked the way to the police station, and then walked towards the police station.

This scene fell into the eyes of many interested people. Soon, a tall and strong young man whistled and stopped her: "Beautiful girl, what are you doing at the police station?"

Song Huanxi raised his head, and saw a huge black mole on his fair face, like a fly on a white steamed bun, which made the young man subconsciously move his eyes away. At the same time, a timid voice from a young girl came to his ears: "Meet my brother."

The young man raised his eyebrows, condescendingly, his eyes only fell on the top of the girl's dark hair, "Your brother? What's your name?"

The girl whispered again: "Beautiful boy."

For a moment, the young man felt that he was being ridiculed just because he called this girl "beautiful!"
He blurted out: "What?!"

Song Huanxi quickly raised his head and glanced at him, and the big black fly appeared in his field of vision again: "It's bright Liang, Liangzi."

The young man looked behind him in confusion: "Is there this person?"

His companion was a head shorter than him and a little fatter. The pretty girl who had just seen the disheveled girl did not snatch her away from him. She was snickering at this moment. Hearing this, he thought for a while and said hesitantly: "It seems... That kid Scar, his name is Liang——"

The girl's eyes lit up, and then the big black fly flew next to the short fat man: "Yes, yes, my brother's friends call him daddy!"

Looking at the silly girl and the hard-to-look-at black flies, the tall young man's eyes fell on the bag in her hand: "What's in the bag?"

Song Huanxi hurriedly opened the bag and took the initiative to show it to him. A pair of patched boxer briefs fell into the tall man's eyes, "My brother asked me to bring him two pairs of laundry pants -"

The tall man waved his hand: "Okay, you go!"

Song Huanxi left with great gratitude. When he turned around, he almost tripped over a stone again. The short fat man shook his head repeatedly and casually asked his companion: "Is it necessary to ask in such detail?"

The tall man lit a cigarette, "Just do as you are told above. Now all our friends in Hong Kong are staring at us and Shenghe!"

The short fat man was silent. Everyone was having a hard time these days. Quan Xing was originally the next big boss who was attracting much attention, but he didn't expect that something like this would happen in a blink of an eye, and He Sheng He would have cut off his own arm.

I heard that many stalls are a bit unstable, and people from other gangs are provoking troubles, and they are eager to have a fight with them.

Therefore, the matter of Quanxing must be handled beautifully.

Song Huanxi thought he had succeeded in concealing the truth, but he didn't know that every move he made fell into the eyes of a pair of eyes.

"Apple Daily"'s Atuan didn't follow the popular news about Queen Lin's suicide attempt. A tabloid like Apple didn't even have the qualifications to enter Pei's press conference.

He might as well look for other news.

There were more homicides and street fights reported, and Aduan also had several informants. The matter of the internal fight between He Sheng and He Sheng was provided by an informant.

He had a premonition at that time that this would be big news!

The key point on the road was Quan Xing, but Aduan noticed that the unknown actress was the key.

If the identity of this actress can be discovered, it will definitely detonate the whole Hong Kong!

As soon as Song Huanxi appeared, he noticed her presence, not because of the black mole on her face, but because of the timid-looking female student who always gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

Aduan stared at her closely, probably because his gaze was too focused, which made her turn around sensitively and look at him casually -

Aduan subconsciously hid in the shade of a nearby tree, but his heart was shocked——

is her!

Dessert stall lady!

She is also the female villain in the recently popular "One-Armed Sword"!
I've been fighting a stomach war recently, and I've been feeling much better these past two days. I'll hurry up and finish this book, and take a break before starting a new one.