Senior sister, please stop crying. I am really not a scumbag.

Chapter 143: From now on, we will solve our grievances behind closed doors.

More than ten minutes ago, this bastard Zhao Yang was still chatting and laughing with Yang Hao, imagining the future, but now he was stabbed several times and fell in a pool of blood. He covered his lower abdomen, trembling, with blood flowing down. He covered his stomach with his hands, hoping to block the intestines and internal organs from falling out.

Zhao Yang’s eyes widened, his face full of horror and unwillingness, and finally... he fell heavily to the ground, without a breath.

"Killing people."

The onlookers were horrified when they saw this.

The murderer holding the knife seemed to be frightened at this time. She held the weapon in both hands and kept backing away. Guests avoided her wherever she passed. She had nowhere to retreat and came to the corner, then squatted down and burst into tears.

Yang Hao's mind was also in a mess. What was going on? How could Zhao Yang be killed inexplicably in such a short time? Soon, people from Zijiang Yudu came out to maintain order and call the police. Because someone was killed, the boss of Zijiang Yudu also came out in person. When he saw that the person who was killed was Zhao Yang, his scalp tingled.

Not long after, the police came.

Control the scene and require everyone present to make a statement.

It was not until late at night that Yang Hao came out of the police station. Yang Dalong sat in the driver's seat and said with a wry smile, "This is bad. Zhao Yang is dead. We are in trouble."

Yang Hao nodded.

Zhao Yang's death was inexplicable. The police said they were investigating and it would take at least two days to get the result. But no matter what the truth was, Zhao Yang's death was inseparable from Yang Hao, because Zhao Yang came out with him. Now Yang Hao is fine, but Zhao Yang died inexplicably?
After thinking it over again and again, Yang Hao decided to give Li Qiang a call. This matter was too strange. Because it was a murder case and it happened in Baiyun District, Li Qiang was handling the case personally, and he hadn't rested yet.

After answering the phone, before Yang Hao could reply, Li Qiang's voice came: "Yang Hao, you don't have to worry about this matter."

Yang Hao: “???”

Li Qiang sneered: "It seems that Zhao Fa's industry will be gradually disintegrated without your help."

Yang Hao was puzzled.

But Li Qiang obviously didn't want to explain any more.

Looking at the busy tone on the phone, Yang Hao was confused.

Yang Dalong laughed and said, "Isn't this simple? Zhao Fa is dead, and there is no one in the world who can hold the person he respected. What does Zhao Yang want to do now? He wants to restart the horse farm and continue to respect the people above him, but the people above him have made a lot of money and don't want to play anymore. Now even the only person who has a connection with him is dead. Isn't this just continuing to kill the donkey after it has done its work?"

Yang Hao was horrified. He understood. He understood it completely.

It is conceivable that in the future, anyone who wants to take over Zhao Fa’s business will die miserably.

Until no one dares to take over.

This is indeed a scary thing. The people in power only need to make a phone call or move their fingers to put the lives of the people below in danger.

……

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. Zhao Fa and Zhao Yang died one after another. After Zhao Yang's death, his shares in Yaozi Society were divided up in an instant. His people were scattered like monkeys when the tree falls, and it was impossible for him to make a difference again. From then on, Nanmen Bridge lost another big brother. His death frightened the dwarf mule and the tiger coming down the mountain, and also scared the people of Xinnan Village.

Having a sword and not using it and not having a sword are two different things.

You see, this is the fate of having no sword, you can only become fish on the chopping board.

At the same time, a terrible guess arose in Yang Hao's mind: Could it be that Ninth Brother's death was not done by the people from the Kites Society, but by someone above him?

This possibility is not impossible.

If that was the case, Yang Hao's hair stood on end.

The day after Zhao Fa's death, Han Fei called all the elders of Yaozi Society to discuss matters in the ancestral hall, and Yang Hao also attended the meeting as scheduled. "Everyone, Zhao Yang is dead, Zhao Fa's body is still warm, Zhao Yang died before he was buried." Han Fei sat in the second chair on the left and laughed sinisterly.

Everyone shuddered.

This year has been a truly turbulent year, with so many people dying. This is a major change that has not happened in the past ten years.

The short mule suddenly smiled and said, "It's fine if he dies. We can share more money."

Han Fei was more serious than ever before. "Everyone, let me say something behind closed doors. From now on, if there are any conflicts in the society, I hope everyone can solve them behind closed doors and not make a big deal out of it. I've said it three times: don't make a big deal out of it."

Everyone remained silent. Silence was the best answer.

Then, everyone left one after another.

However, Han Fei did not leave. Only Han Fei and Yang Hao were left at the scene.

"Yang Hao, do your business well and don't let yourself be taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives. The people above would love to see us fighting each other, haha." He patted Yang Hao on the shoulder and strode away.

Yang Hao came to the portrait of Guandi, picked up the incense and candles, bowed three times respectfully, and then inserted the incense and candles into the incense table where the spirit tablet of Ninth Brother was enshrined.

This is a terrible guess.

That is, some of the people above don't want to play anymore, but this thing is like a fight in the boxing ring. Once you get on the field, it's a fight to the death. No one can leave the other. One must lie down before the other can get away safely.

The most straightforward example is Chow Yun Fat.

Fa Ge's umbrella didn't want to play anymore, but Fa Ge had a hold on him, so he had to play. So he planned for Gao Sancheng to kill Fa Ge and cut the root of the problem. In this way, he could naturally stop playing.

Han Fei saw through this point, and sternly ordered the members of Yaozi Society that if any grudges or conflicts occurred, they should sit down and resolve them among themselves, and not let those above them take advantage.

After this incident, the people of Xinnan Village no longer forced Yang Hao to open a horse farm.

Zhao Yang’s death is a good wake-up call. The people above seem to be saying that whoever dares to touch the horse farm again will die.

Yang Hao can also start making money with peace of mind.

The next day, after attending Zhao Fa's funeral, Yang Hao finished explaining what he needed to say and boarded the plane back to Yuheng. Damn it, the New Year is almost here, why is he still staying in Xinzhou?

As soon as he arrived at Yuheng, Wang Zhipeng called him and complained that we had all attended the class reunion, so where had Yang Hao been? Yang Hao could only say euphemistically that he went to Xinzhou for business. Wang Zhipeng asked what business he was there for, and Yang Hao just answered the question evasively.

Wang Zhipeng got excited when he heard this. "Fuck, so you are the big brother of Nanmen Bridge now?"

"That's it."

"Fuck, where are you? Come out and have a drink and blow some air."

"OK."

Wang Zhipeng gave Yang Hao a seat at a barbecue restaurant. When Yang Hao arrived, he had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Yang Hao, he immediately howled, "Brother Hao is awesome. Damn, you became the big brother without saying a word. Now you have to protect me. No, I have to be the boss of the vocational college when I go to school this year. I have to handle the business of that damn Nie Fei. It's just a matter of your word. This kind of profitable business must be done by our brothers."

Yang Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After all, he had never met Nie Fei and didn't know who Nie Fei was hanging out with.

"Let's talk about this later."

(End of this chapter)