The First Son-in-law

Su Huanghun looked at Qin Feng's back and sighed. She had to admit that Qin Feng was a good candidate to be a police officer.    

    

Although she felt that Qin Feng had not undergone professional training, there were some things that could not be replicated due to his talent.    

    

If Qin Feng knew what Su Huanghun was thinking, he would not know how he would feel...    

    

Thinking back, he was also a world-famous private detective. He had solved countless strange cases that made the world's top police scratch their ears and cheeks.    

    

Now, he was said by a small police officer to be very suitable to be a police officer...    

    

"Tsk, what's so great about it? A blind cat meeting a dead mouse." Zhai Huai muttered.    

    

Su Huanghun looked at him and said unhappily, "Why don't you touch a dead mouse for me to see? Your cat's eyes aren't that bright."    

    

Di Huai no longer spoke...    

    

Qin Feng finally heaved a sigh of relief. This woman was really persistent. Forget it, it was better to settle the matter of Black Tiger Gang as soon as possible.    

    

This way, she wouldn't have any reason to look for him.    

    

Qin Feng felt that sooner or later, Su Huanghun would bring him big trouble...    

    

He did as he was told. When Qin Feng left the police station, he planned to look for trouble with Black Tiger Gang.    

    

The previous two times, the Black Tiger Gang was considered lucky. Su Huanghun came out to stir up trouble at the critical moment.    

    

This time, Qin Feng was determined. He could no longer drag this on any longer.    

    

He called the GTR to confirm the movement of the Black Tiger Gang.    

    

The call ended with an unexpected surprise.    

    

"Boss, I just wanted to call you." GTR said.    

    

"What's wrong?" asked Wang Yao. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.    

    

"The Black Tiger Gang and another association called Hong Meng Society seem to have a negotiation in the afternoon." GTR said.    

    

"Should we let our brothers finish them off and solve your problem?"    

    

Qin Feng rubbed his nose.    

    

GTR said, "Or let your brother and Little Silver go."    

    

"No need. I'll be fine in the afternoon. I'll go myself. " Also, I'm more confident in the power behind it. "    

    

"Alright, do as you wish. The location is Chen Jiatong. "    

    

Qin Feng hung up the phone, "Chen Jiatong..."    

    

"Why did you choose a temple to negotiate?"    

    

Qin Feng did not know that this was a rule set by the underground forces of Jiangzhou City. The Chen family temple was built by a gang a long time ago. Although it had declined in the future, this temple was preserved.    

    

But back then, the boss of the club, Chen, was very overbearing. There were big matters to negotiate in this temple.    

    

Later on, over time, this habit was inherited.    

    

"Hong Meng Club's name is quite domineering, but it's a pity that it's useless." Qin Feng muttered to himself and got on the bus.    

    

After the call, the GTR gave Qin Feng the information about Hongmeng Society. At most, it was the second club in Jiangzhou City.    

    

There was still a gap between them and the Black Tiger Gang.    

    

Qin Feng went to the Chen family temple and ordered a bowl of beef noodles in a shop outside the temple.    

    

The bosses were all fierce people...    

    

"Wow, boss, I want beef noodles. Where's the beef?" Qin Feng looked around and found not a single piece of beef.    

    

The boss glared at him. "Do you like it or not? If you don't, get lost!"    

    

Anyway, Qin Feng had already paid for it.    

    

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched. Well, it was indeed a mafia place. Even a beef noodle restaurant was so dark...    

    

Qin Feng didn't care anymore. Let's just eat. Who asked him not to eat yet?    

    

However, after taking a bite, Qin Feng vomited.    

    

"Boss, did you add a bag of salt?" This was intolerable!    

    

The boss ran out like a butcher with a ferocious expression, "Get lost if you don't want to eat! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"    

    

Qin Feng was not convinced. "If I don't eat you, I'll give you a refund!"    

    

"I'll give you a refund! If you don't accept it, bite me!" The boss chopped the kitchen knife in his hand onto the table in a shameless manner.    

    

Qin Feng had thin arms and thin legs. I think it's easy to bully.    

    

Qin Feng was furious. Well, no matter what, he was the god of death that dominated the underground world. He had never tasted any delicacies before.    

    

F * ck, why was he still so aggrieved after eating a bowl of beef noodles?    

    

Qin Feng could not bear it any longer.    

    

Slap! Slap! Slap! The table broke into pieces!    

    

Although the table was made of wood, it was still very solid. It had been reinforced.    

    

No one would be able to smash it into pieces with a single slap, right?    

    

The thin man in front of him did it.    

    

Qin Feng clamored, "Come on! Didn't you want to fight?! I'll smash your head!"    

    

The boss was terrified. An awkward smile appeared on his face." Hehe, I was just joking. Objectively, wait a moment. I'll make you another bowl. "    

    

Qin Feng sat down indignantly.    

    

Not long later, another bowl of beef noodles and half a bowl of beef noodles arrived.    

    

Qin Feng shook his head. These people were bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.    

    

This bowl of beef noodles was also extremely valuable.    

    

Qin Feng had just finished his meal when he saw Jia Menn bringing a group of people into the temple hall.    

    

The boss saw this scene and said to Qin Feng, "Little brother, hurry up and leave after you finish your meal. I will close the door later to avoid getting involved."    

    

"What's wrong? Is something going to happen in the afternoon?" Qin Feng pretended not to understand.    

    

"You don't know?" The boss looked at him in surprise.    

    

"It's the negotiation day between the Black Tiger Gang and Hongmeng Society in the afternoon, and the smell of gunpowder is very strong. I'm afraid that it will be a fight."    

    

Qin Feng nodded. "Why would it be a fight? Didn't the rule say no war is allowed in the Chen family temple?"    

    

The boss lit a cigarette and threw one to Qin Feng's table. "Boss Chen is a character from many years ago. The conflicts between the clubs have become more and more intense these years. Chen Jiawen is also in danger."    

    

Qin Feng held the cigarette in his mouth and the boss lit it for him. "Why are the two groups so angry?" the boss asked. Is it because of the uneven distribution of business?"    

    

The boss's expression changed and turned into a very gossipy expression, "Little brother, You've asked the right person. I do know something!"    

    

Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of smoke. His expression was like that of a deity. "Oh? "Tell me about it," he said.    

    

The boss sat down. "This boss of Hongmeng Gang, Chen Hongming, doesn't want to be suppressed anymore. He wants to turn hostile and become the overlord of Jiangzhou City."    

    

"Doesn't that mean he can't win?" Qin Feng did not mind.    

    

"You can ask for help if you can't defeat him." The boss looked like he didn't even know what was going on.    

    

"I heard Chen Hongming spent a lot of money to get help." The boss said proudly, as if he was proud of his information.    

    

Qin Feng put out his cigarette. "Is that so? He is really well-prepared."    

    

"Alright, thank you for your hospitality. Let's go. Your beef noodles taste good. Make them well and make money."    

    

The boss smiled and sent Qin Feng off. "Hey, take care."    

    

Qin Feng walked around the temple and found there was a back door, but it was guarded.    

    

Qin Feng picked a place to go to the roof.    

    

This temple was very big, so Qin Feng thought it wouldn't be hard to find a place to stay.