Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Zhang Shiyu sat down on the withered grass next to the grave mound, hugged her knees, and began to sort out her thoughts.

The system had previously indicated that the father died in a boiler, the mother died from poisoning by Qin Huairu, and the individual was cremated.

If she remembered correctly, her mother and brothers died at the hands of evil spirits, as did she herself.

As for her father, she knew nothing about him.

"System, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Zhang Shiyu spoke to the void, "My mother was killed by evil spirits, not poisoned by Qin Huairu. What nonsense are you spouting?"

【Ding! 】

[According to the system prompt, the system task is correct. Host, you'd better hurry up and find the murderer; you only have one year left.]

[Don't ask me anything unless it's absolutely necessary. Figure it out yourself. You're not a five or six-year-old girl anymore; you're a twenty-five-year-old spinster from your past life.]

Zhang Shiyu's face turned red instantly.

Old maid?

So what if she's not married yet?

She just... just hasn't met the right person yet.

I wanted to yell at her, but she has a gentle personality, so I couldn't bring myself to say it.

From childhood to adulthood, she has hardly ever uttered a single swear word.

"Then... what about the mission?"

Zhang Shiyu's voice lowered, "A year is enough time. If we can't find the killer, we'll die. I don't even know who the killer is."

The system did not respond.

No matter how much she shouted, the system seemed to freeze, and there was no response at all.

Zhang Shiyu sat beside the grave mound, looking at the gray sky in the distance, her mind in turmoil.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and patted the dirt off her skirt.

Anyway, let's get out of here first.

Zhang Shiyu took one last look at the grave mound, then turned and walked towards Beijing, without a trace of lingering affection, nor any need to linger.

unless……

I wanted to lie down inside.

She was going to Beijing to find out the cause of her parents' and her own deaths.

Although we don't know what serious illness the system has that's causing it to ramble, since it mentioned Qin Huairu from the TV series, this is definitely a direction for investigation.

At the same time.

Hong Kong.

Chicken, Forgot, and the others inquired along the way and learned from Shu-Fen that Chen Hao-Nan was recuperating at her father, the pastor's, place. The group rushed over there in a flurry.

Pushing open the door to the side room of the church, Chan Ho-nam was leaning against the bed, his body still wrapped in bandages. He paused for a moment when he saw them come in.

"Why are you here?"

"Hao Nan!"

Pheasant was the first to rush over and hug him tightly, her eyes red-rimmed. "Are you alright? Are you badly hurt?"

"Gently, gently."

Chan Ho-nam winced in pain. "You want to kill me?"

Chicken quickly released his grip, chuckled, took two steps back, and looked Chen Haonan up and down.

Baopi and Jiaopi also came over, their six eyes staring at him with nothing but admiration.

"Hao Nan".

Pheasant lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming, "The rumors are going around the underworld that you killed Downhill Tiger, Crow, and Smiling Tiger, and also slaughtered seventy or eighty other people. Is it really true?"

Chan Ho-nam opened his mouth, as if to say no.

He was half-dead from being hacked and could barely stand. How could he possibly have gone and hacked someone?

Not to mention seventy or eighty.

But seeing the adoring eyes of Chicken and his friends, seeing the "Big Brother is really awesome" light in their eyes, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Vanity and ambition also quietly emerge at this moment.

If he says yes, will his status in Hung Hing be different in the future?

Chan Ho-nam nodded silently.

The pheasant's eyes widened instantly like copper bells, its foreskin-covered mouth opened into an "O" shape, and the cigarette from the banana peel fell out of its mouth without it noticing.

"Holy crap!"

Chicken slapped his thigh suddenly, "Brother Hao Nan, you're too awesome! You killed seventy or eighty people all by yourself? Are you even human?"

Baopi gave a thumbs up: "Brother Haonan, from today onwards, you are my idol."

Banana Peel picked up the cigarette from the ground, blew off the ash, put it in his mouth, and mumbled, "Brother Hao Nan, what kind of martial arts is this? Can you teach me?"

Chen Haonan leaned against the bed, a slight smile playing on his lips. He didn't speak, enjoying the feeling of being worshipped and admired.

That's so cool!

Chicken was still excitedly shouting, "Now the whole of Hong Kong is filled with the legend of Brother Hao Nan. Those bastards from Tung Sing tremble at the mere mention of Brother Hao Nan's name."

Baopi chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, yeah! Who would dare mess with us now? Brother Haonan will definitely stand up for himself this time."

Chan Ho-nam waved his hand, feigning composure: "Alright, stop arguing. Let me recover in peace."

Pheasant and the others quickly shut up, but they couldn't suppress the excitement in their eyes.

Meanwhile, the situation was constantly changing.

Camel led several hundred people in a grand procession to Hung Hing's territory.

Black cars lined up one after another, forming a long queue on the street.

The thugs, armed with machetes and iron pipes, formed a dark mass, completely blocking the street.

Pedestrians on the street were so frightened that they hid inside shops, and shops pulled down their iron gates.

Hung Hing had already received the news.

Jiang Tiansheng, along with Liang Kun, Da B, Thirteen Sister, Prince, Fatty Li, and others, stood in the middle of the street, with a large group of people behind them.

The camel got out of the car, its face ashen. It stopped in front of Jiang Tiansheng and stared at him with eyes like knives.

"Chiang Tin-sang, hand over Chan Ho-nam. Otherwise, don't blame me, Camel, for not giving you or Hung Hing any face."

Big B was the first to step forward.

Chan Ho-nam is his man; if he doesn't step up, who will?

"Camel, you think we can just hand over Haonan like that? Everything that's happened so far is Crow and Smiling Tiger's own doing."

If you want to kill someone, you should also be prepared to be killed yourself.

"If you're not skilled enough, you deserve to die. What makes you think you're doing coming here now? Do you really think Hung Hing is a pushover?"

The camel's expression turned even uglier.

Staring at Big B, he said, word by word, "Big B, who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to speak here?"

Big B was about to retort when Jiang Tiansheng raised his hand to stop him.

"Camel, the little one is ignorant, but you, as the leader, are you ignorant? How can you kill someone and not let them fight back?"

Your men, Crow and Smiling Tiger, led seventy or eighty of them to bully Hao Nan, one of my men, and they were all wiped out.

I didn't cause you any trouble, yet you came looking for me first. Do you really think Hung Hing is made of clay?

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear and distinct, reaching the ears of everyone present:

"My Hung Hing has hundreds of thousands of members in Hong Kong. If you want to mess with me, I'm happy to oblige."

The camel fell silent.

He stared at Jiang Tiansheng, his eyes filled with anger, but also with a hint of barely perceptible fear.

Jiang Tiansheng's attitude today was much tougher than he had expected.

I thought that Chiang Tin-sang would be mindful of the bigger picture and would compromise, handing over Chan Ho-nam to settle things.

But he didn't.

Not only did he not do it, but he also made such definitive statements in front of so many people.

The camel's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He couldn't swallow the fact that his two trusted henchmen had been killed.

If he backs down today, how will both the legitimate and underworld view him tomorrow?

Watching Dongxing?

Does this mean that from now on, anyone from Tung Sing can be killed at will?

Will he be chopped down one day too?

There is absolutely no room for compromise on this matter.

"Chiang Tin-sang, are you absolutely determined to protect Chan Ho-nam today?"

Jiang Tiansheng looked at him without saying a word.

But silence is the answer.

The camel nodded, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Good, very good." He turned and waved his hand. "Let's go!"

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