These people laughed for a while. Captain Gong waved his hand, and they immediately stopped laughing.
"Arrest Xiao Wang. Our Special Police Force doesn't allow people with ulterior motives like him."
As the order was given, Xiao Wang was quickly arrested. Although he kept crying for his innocence, it didn't have any effect.
I was stunned. This captain had some tricks up his sleeve. If he had ordered the Special Police Force to shoot together, I would have had no chance of surviving. But the strange thing was that he didn't do that. Instead, he arrested Xiao Wang. Could it be that he was siding with me on purpose?
Even Director Qu was a little confused.
At the same time, in a private room of a high-class club in Yuncheng.
A large TV was playing the scene in Zhao's Martial Arts School.
"Motherf * cker. Are you kidding me? He could even dodge bullets!
This useless Xiao Wang, I spent so much effort to train him! "Qu Yihu couldn't help but curse.
"Brother Qu, what should we do?" San Ye said with a trembling voice, but his eyes had a trace of pride that was hard to notice.
"Old Zhao went to the provincial capital and is still on his way back. How can we let them fight each other!
Now that things had come to this, we could only make the best of it and kill Zhuang Feng. Only a dead man can keep a secret forever. Once Zhuang Feng tells Old Zhao, we're done for!
No, I remember that there are people from the Zhao family in the top management of the Special Police Force! "Qu Yihu frowned and suddenly thought of something.
"Creak." The door of the private room was pushed open without any warning.
"Fuck, we were talking. Who the f * ck let you in?" Qu Yihu shouted angrily.
"Haha, old man came uninvited. Is there a problem?"
A figure walked in slowly with a faint smile on his face. It was the pillar of the Zhao family — Old Zhao.
"Zhao, I'm looking for the old man. Why are you here?!"
Qu Yihu's face turned green. He looked at San Ye, who subconsciously walked behind Old Zhao and said respectfully, "Godfather."
Hearing this, Qu Yihu's expression became even uglier. He roared angrily, "Yan San, you f * cking schemed against me!"
Third Master smiled noncommittally, but did not say anything. Old Master Zhao chuckled and said, "Qu Yihu, oh Qu Yihu, you've always been the one scheming against others. How is it? The feeling of being schemed against isn't bad, right?"
Seeing Qu Yihu's face twitch, Old Master Zhao's smile becomes wider, "You still want this old man and Zhuang Feng to fight each other?
You're trying to frame me. What's going on? "
"Yan San, I've been good to you all these years, haven't I?
You're playing Infernal Affairs! "Qu Yihu couldn't help but stare at Third Master, trembling with anger.
In fact, Qu Yihu always had a strong ambition. Even becoming the biggest gang in Yuncheng couldn't stop his desire to go further. With the Zhao family firmly suppressing him, Qu Yihu could only make progress steadily. A few years ago, he plotted with Third Master to push the Tiger Head Gang to a new height. However, Qu Yihu never expected that Third Master was an orphan. When he was very young, he was adopted by Old Master Zhao and secretly cultivated. Old Master Zhao's desire for power couldn't be satisfied with only the power of the legal forces. Therefore, Qu Yihu regarded Third Master Zhao as the godfather of the underworld. Over the years, Third Master Zhao made some achievements with his own ability, but they had almost no contact.
On the surface, they seemed to be the two sides that couldn't coexist with each other, but in fact, everything was under Old Master Zhao's control. This time, with the appearance of a troublemaker, those forces couldn't sit still and wait for death. Qu Yihu was even more ambitious and showed his fox tail. After Third Master Zhao found him, he proposed to kill with a borrowed knife so that he could swallow up the Zhao family. He never dreamed that Old Master Zhao had made this move as early as thirty years ago.
Although the incubation period was long, the current result also proved his wisdom. Therefore, it seemed that Qu Yihu was scheming against the Zhao family and me, but in fact, everything was under Old Master Zhao's control.
Because the Zhao family had always regarded themselves as righteous, it was not good to deal with the Tigers without a suitable reason. This time, it was different. With Third Master Zhao's secret move, all of Qu Yihu's crimes were confirmed. Even if the Zhao family came out to wipe out the Tigers, there wouldn't be anything wrong. Not only could they protect themselves, but they would also have a good reputation of upholding justice and punishing evil.
It had to be said that Old Man Zhao's shrewdness was so deep that it made one's hair stand on end. The biggest mistake he had made in his life was to gamble with his life. He had never expected that I would have such terrifying power. Even he found it hard to withstand my attacks.
The two of them didn't say anything. They looked at Qu Yihu as if they were looking at a clown. To Qu Yihu, this was an unbearable humiliation. He roared, "Old fart, I'll fight you to the death!"
Then, Qu Yihu's figure swept out. He was quite agile, and his attacks created a strong wind. However, in the face of Old Master Zhao, who was at the middle stage of concealing strength, all of this seemed to be very weak.
Old Man Zhao struck out with a palm strike that contained an almost extreme destructive power. He had the demeanor of a great master. Boundless energy enveloped Qu Yihu, and soon, the fist and palm collided.
"Bang!"
Qu Yihu's body was like a kite with a broken string. He flew backward and landed directly on the glass coffee table, instantly breaking into pieces. Qu Yihu trembled slightly. His internal organs were shaken to the point that his blood and qi were churning. He spat out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely embarrassed. His face was filled with unwillingness. He had worked hard for half his life, but it was all for someone else …
"Father, you're really good!" Third Master Zhao clasped his hands and said very respectfully.
"You're just a clown. How dare you touch the Zhao family's property? You should think about yourself." Old Master Zhao slowly walked over, stretched out his hand, and clasped Qu Yihu's shoulder blade.
In an instant, Qu Yihu's eyes widened, and his face showed pain. Bean-sized beads of sweat covered his forehead. Although he was trying his best to resist, the strength in his body leaked out uncontrollably. It quickly flowed along his shoulder blade and into Old Master Zhao's body.
After a while, Qu Yihu's eyes were empty, as if he had Alzheimer's. In a short moment, he seemed to have aged more than ten years. On the other hand, Old Master Zhao's face was radiant and full of smiles. His strength at the middle stage of concealing strength had been further consolidated. This kind of cultivation method that absorbed other people's cultivation was very overbearing. Of course, there were some hidden dangers. However, Old Master Zhao was old, and he was full of desire for strength. He hoped to step into the transforming strength stage in his lifetime, so he didn't care too much.
"Good job. This is your reward." Old Master Zhao turned his hand, and a small porcelain bottle appeared, and then he threw it to Third Master.