A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

When Chu Hanliang saw his superior, Director Zhu Dachang, he was completely stunned.

He just made up a reason on the spot, intending to buy himself some more time. Unexpectedly, the pig intestine actually arrived.

He couldn't even react in time, let alone Ma Zhaojian and Hong Sheng.

"Director, you really came?" Chu Hanliang exclaimed.

"Hmph, didn't you want me to come?" Zhu Dachang glared at him, his meaning clear—I'll settle accounts with you later.

Chu Hanliang didn't dare to utter a sound. However, the tension that had been building up finally eased, and he let out a long breath. With the pig intestines here, all the problems were no longer problems.

He was puzzled, though. How did Pig Intestines end up here? He hadn't called him at all. Could it be that his master had sent him?

Did his savage and violent master really have that much power?

Yes, it is true. Chu Hanliang had no doubt about it. If he couldn't even trust his own master, who else could he trust?

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Pig Intestine hadn't come alone. Besides a large group of armed police officers, there were two other people beside him. One was a man around forty years old, also wearing a police uniform, but with two bars and one star clearly visible on his shoulder, the same rank as Pig Intestine.

The other was a female officer in a crisp military uniform, with two gold shoulder boards edged with red trim, and two thin red bars and a star on the bottom of the shoulder boards.

Having some knowledge of military ranks, Chu Hanliang immediately realized that this was an army major. Although it was the lowest rank among field-grade officers, it was still quite impressive compared to civilian positions.

Under normal circumstances, the military does not interfere with local affairs. But if it insists on intervening, the local authorities can only watch helplessly.

However, judging from their positions and expressions, it's clear that these two are there to hold things back. The lead singer is still Pig Intestine.

With two powerful figures present, Pig Intestine's aura was indeed formidable. His imposing gaze slowly swept over the crowd, finally settling on Hong Sheng. His thick, Zhang Fei-like eyebrows furrowed, and he asked, "Are you Hong Sheng?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask...?"

"Take him away." Zhu Dachang didn't bother arguing with him. With a wave of his hand, two armed police officers rushed forward. The gleaming handcuffs flashed, and Hong Sheng was handcuffed behind his back and taken away.

Upon seeing this, Ma Zhaojian immediately became anxious and quickly said, "Director Zhu, this case..."

"Old Ma, this case is too big to be handled by your Baoshan District." Zhu Dachang said without further ado, ordering Hong Sheng to be taken away. Then he continued, "The Municipal Party Committee, the Municipal Government, the Provincial Department, and the Provincial Military Region all attach great importance to Hong Sheng's case. A special task force has been established, led by the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Political and Legal Committee, and I have been appointed as the team leader."

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhaojian's face turned pale. However, after hearing what the pig intestines below said, his face turned from pale to ashen.

"Come on, Lao Ma, let me introduce you." Zhu Dachang's tense expression visibly relaxed after Hong Sheng was taken away. He pointed to the man and woman beside him and said, "This is Song Renqian, the deputy director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau from the Provincial Department. And this is Major Fan Yunfan from the Guangdong Provincial Military Region."

Giving money away and then getting dizzy? These two names are so unique that anyone who hears them at first glance would probably burst out laughing. Those carefree armed police officers were already red-faced with suppressed laughter. But Ma Zhaojian couldn't laugh; instead, his heart skipped a beat, as if he'd fallen into an ice cave, a chill running from head to toe. Having alarmed so many high-ranking officials, this time they're definitely going to investigate Hong Sheng thoroughly.

Hong Sheng is finished? Then how far am I from death?

Oh no, this time it really means the whole family fortune is gone.

Instantly, Ma Zhaojian broke out in a cold sweat.

"Old Ma, there's nothing more for your branch office to do here. You can leave now," Zhu Dachang said calmly.

"Oh, oh." Ma Zhaojian nodded absentmindedly, then led his men away in a dejected manner. What awaited him was definitely misfortune, not fortune, and a misfortune he could not avoid.

Ma Zhaojian left looking dejected. Zhu Dachang saw Chu Hanliang standing to the side, gloating, and his face darkened again. He snapped at Chu Hanliang, "Chu Hanliang, you come out here."

Seeing Zhu Dachang's face, which was as sour as excrement, Chu Hanliang knew he was about to be scolded again, so he dejectedly followed him out.

Before long, Zhu Dachang's extremely penetrating baritone voice roared down the corridor.

"...Chu Hanliang, do you really think I'm your safety net, that I'll cover for you no matter how big a mess I make...?"

While still in the ward, Deputy Director Song Renqian and Major Fan Yunfan exchanged glances upon hearing the faint sounds, their expressions complex.

Now that everyone had been arrested, Song Renqian felt there was no need to stay in the ward any longer, so he started to walk out. However, when he reached the door, he was surprised to find that Fan Yun was still standing in the ward.

"Major Fan, aren't you leaving?" Song Renqian asked.

Major Fan glanced at Lao Yi, who was sitting on the bed with a complicated expression, before saying, "Director Song, I have a few words to say to him."

"Oh, okay." Song Renqian didn't ask any more questions and walked out on his own.

In the ward, only Fan Yun and Lao Yi remained.

Old One was just missing his testicles, not his ears. He had heard Fan Yun and Song Renqian's conversation. But he was puzzled; he clearly didn't know this woman, so what did she want to say to him?

"Isn't that a bit strange?" Fan Yun asked calmly, his face expressionless. "This isn't the first time we've met."

"Huh?" The older man was even more confused. Had he really seen this woman before? Why did he have absolutely no recollection of her?

It's no wonder he was confused. Fan Yun fell from the sky wearing a full helmet, and it was when she broke through the window that she kicked Lao Yi in front of He Qiaoqing, causing him to lose his ability to be a man.

Fan Yun was too lazy to explain anything to him. Even tearing this guy to pieces wouldn't appease her hatred for him who had tried to assault her cousin.

"Your name is Lao Yi, and your real name is Hong Shu, right?" Fan Yun asked.

The old man nodded blankly, because he still hadn't figured out who this person in front of him was.

"That's good. Young Master Feng asked me to pass on a message to you," Fan Yun said coldly.

"Young Master Feng?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Gu Feng, you're not trying to tell me you don't know him, are you?" Fan Yun said.

"Who exactly are you?" Old Yi was shocked, and finally connected the female major with the elite troops surrounding the Huilong Society.

"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that he asked me to tell you: this is just the beginning. The real show is yet to come."

"Hmph." The old man snorted coldly, "Bring on whatever tricks you have, Gu. I, the old man, and the entire Huilong Society will take them all."

"Heh, Old One, I'm afraid you're not up to the task," Fan Yun sneered. "If you don't believe me, we'll see."

"So, you're one of Gu Feng's people too," the old man said.

"I'm nothing to him," Fan Yun shook his head, then said firmly, "but I will definitely help him now."

"Why? I don't think I've offended you, Mr. Fan." The old man was a little annoyed, glaring at Fan Yun. "If I'm not mistaken, those troops outside my Longjin Building when Gu Feng and He Qiaoqing came were called by you, weren't they?"

"That's right," Fan Yun admitted without hesitation.

Upon hearing Fan Yun's admission, the old man became even angrier: "Major Fan, what does the conflict between our Huilong Society and the Yihe Gang have to do with the military? Why are you siding with him, or even joining forces with him to frame my father?"

"Three points." Fan Yun raised three slender, jade-white fingers. "First, your beastly father deserved what he got. As for me in this task force, I'm only playing a supervisory role. If Hong Sheng is truly innocent, I will naturally clear his name. However, ask yourself honestly, is your father truly innocent? So you don't need to waste your energy trying to pull any strings. As long as the evidence is conclusive, I will definitely nail him to the ground."

"Secondly, your gang's infighting is indeed none of our business. But there's something you probably don't know: I'm He Qiaoqing's cousin. I don't represent the Fan family, I represent the He family..."

Upon hearing this, Lao Yi's face finally turned deathly pale. It was unclear whether it was because he had become TJ and his face had turned pale, or because he had been severely provoked by these words.

"Now, you understand, right? These two points alone are enough for me to side with Gu Feng. However..." Fan Yun paused, staring at the old man for a long time before continuing, "These aren't the biggest reasons I'm helping Gu Feng. The most important point is that between you, Hong Shu, and Gu Feng, the latter is more handsome, has better character, and is more likable. If the two of them stand together, you'll only ever be a supporting character. Even if it's Superman fighting monsters, you'll still be the monster. Do you think I'd go against the mainstream?"

This time, the eldest son was completely furious.

Does favoring someone depend on looks or character?

What kind of reason is that?