The Romantic Soldier King

Fate, this empty thing, was sometimes used by people to entangle itself, but sometimes fate could also use the emotions of meeting by chance, but most of the time, it was used as a silent protest against injustice. Because people believed in fate, when one misses it, fate would become the best excuse, and at the same time, the root cause of one's own failure.    

    

After seeing his own wife being cruelly chopped to death, Song Qihua believed that this was fate's arrangement. If she hadn't been hysterical overnight, Han Feng wouldn't have lost control, and she wouldn't have died. However, this was not a bad fate. This way, he could easily get rid of this woman. The most important thing was that he was not the murderer, but was only the inference to the entire matter.    

    

Song Qihua walked out of the elevator and headed towards the exit of the building. He did not drive his car away, but instead placed his car keys on the table. He had always been a person who valued environmental protection, so he would take the subway to the traffic police station every week and only read and wrote at home on weekends.    

    

Sometimes, however, fate played a little joke on people. Song Qihua was so strict that there was always a time when he forgot that it was Thursday.    

    

The Mrs. Zhang sat in the carriage the whole time, waiting for him. As she sped along, she calmed down a lot. What kind of person was Pang Shuai, a new person because the case of the Celestial Dynasty had already reached the position of Director.    

    

However, when they thought back to the early stages of the integrity of the Celestial Dynasty's assault, the battle between the Bai family and Ye Cheng, along with her, the various societies in the region all received warnings. Someone had secretly suppressed a dispute that had erupted because of the Soul House, and due to such a coincidence, the Mrs. Zhang had no choice but to reconsider this unremarkable little fellow who jumped by three levels.    

    

Today was Thursday, so Song Qihua would drive to the office building. It was already 8: 45, and the car was still parked in front of the car, so he shouldn't be late.    

    

In order to gain power, many women would take a shortcut, and Mrs. Zhang, who had just succeeded the Sun Yee On and took over the large ring gang, was no exception. She was a beautiful woman, even though not as beautiful as the young girls, but still beautiful enough.    

    

No one could say how the Mrs. Zhang hooked up with Song Qihua. Furthermore, no one knew that in order to fight for the Mrs. Zhang, many men had died in his hands. However, because of this, he had gained the heart and soul of this old rose, and was even more determined to kill.    

    

Rubbing her forehead, Mrs. Zhang did not want to wait any longer. Regardless if Pang Shuai was telling the truth or not, she had to deliver the news to him.    

    

's apartment door was opened, and Mrs. Zhang stood guard at the door for a while. She called Song Qihua's number, but her phone was still turned off, and after thinking for a while, she called him. She stayed at the door for a long time, but no one answered, so could it be that there was no one inside, but why would the door be opened?    

    

With heavy doubts, Mrs. Zhang pushed open the door!    

    

Close to the Jianghu people, it was very easy for them to smell the scent of corpses in the flowing air. Mrs. Zhang's heart trembled, her first thought was that Song Qihua had been killed, but then she stopped thinking about it, as she went deeper into the apartment, the blood stains on the floor entered her eyes, all the way until the bathroom, the sound of flowing water also entered her ears.    

    

With so much blood, how many wounds would it take?    

    

When she pushed open the bathroom door, the shocking scene caused Mrs. Zhang's scalp to go numb. She swore that from now on, she would never want to eat pig brains again.    

    

In the huge bathtub, a white brain and intestines floated on the steaming water, like cooked eggs. Blood flowed out from the bathtub and spread out through the soles of Mrs. Zhang's shoes.    

    

Mrs. Zhang hesitated and took a step forward. She was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her throat, afraid that this person would be the person she wanted.    

    

Thinking that it was a fake corpse, he casually picked up something from the side and held it horizontally in front of his chest to protect it from the danger. However, the corpse was merely moved back and forth due to the pressure of the water and the settings of the massage bathtub, revealing the unique characteristics of a woman.    

    

If it wasn't Song Qihua, Mrs. Zhang took a deep breath. Then, he started thinking again, who was the one who killed Madam Song so cruelly? The culprit must not be Song Qihua, then where did Song Qihua, who did not receive his call last night, go to?    

    

In order to confirm her case, she dialed the number for Song Qihua's office. After a long time, a woman came to answer the call, she was Song Qihua's secretary, and from her, she found out that Director Song had already been here before and was in a meeting.    

    

Hearing this news, Mrs. Zhang didn't know if she was happy or worried, but she sat down on the sofa, with a bad premonition creeping in her heart.    

    

At 10: 15, a group of people in uniform rushed into Song Qihua's residence. When several gun muzzles were pointed at the woman on the sofa, the leader of the group was startled, and immediately led his squad to search the room. He walked in front of the woman, and mistakenly thought that Mrs. Zhang was Song Qihua's wife.    

    

The body of the woman was found in the bathroom, but they did not find the target. As the only person alive in the room, Mrs. Zhang was brought back to the police station.    

    

The reporters outside the apartment continuously took pictures of the Mrs. Zhang, and right after the Celestial Dynasty, there was another piece of good news, this one was related to one of the five big powers of the Hong Kong Island, some guessed that this action was hinting, the police were going to take action against the dark forces.    

    

The news was about the murder case that happened today in Director Song's house. The identity of the deceased had not been announced, but it was worth mentioning that the suspect was actually Sun Yee On's eldest brother, who was caught in Director Song's apartment.    

    

What was the relationship between the two? Why did Mrs. Zhang want to kill Madam Song? Was it a love killing? The case was being investigated, but the media had already started to make a big fuss about it.    

    

Pang Shuai sat quietly in the corner of the bar while Ye Cheng's subordinate, Lin Xi, was discussing the matter of the transfer of ownership of the bar with a customer. No one noticed the owner sitting behind them.    

    

Ye Cheng rode on the cloud alone, Pang Shuai dared to bet that he noticed his presence a long time ago, so he might be lazy or disdainful. In short, the current Ye Cheng was even more difficult to understand than before.    

    

Everyone had placed their hopes on Ye Cheng's anger, but he had used a move to force them all to return their gazes back to the East Ocean, and to fulfill his actions in Hong Kong Island.    

    

They had no choice but to swallow this bitter fruit of Ye Cheng's theirs. They did not want to complicate the situation further, and taking care of the mess and stopping the media from talking was the most important thing to do right now.    

    

Pang Shuai extinguished his cigarette, he suddenly thought of a sentence to describe Ye Cheng's relationship with those people, to nurture a tiger and create trouble.    

    

Unknowingly, the bar had become extremely quiet. When Pang Shuai realized this, the customers had already left, and he did not know if the business was successful, but Lin Xi was already walking towards him. Honestly speaking, Pang Shuai felt that he was in a rather dangerous and awkward situation.    

    

No matter how many people Ye Cheng killed, there were not many people who could deal with him! Pang Shuai absolutely believed that between him and Ye Cheng, those people would still choose Ye Cheng in the end. After all, he was the one who had succeeded the most in the entire plan, and as he continued to evolve, Ye Cheng himself had already cultivated to a level that no one knew where, thus he had become the one to be won.    

    

No matter which side it was, they would all need Ye Cheng. In a bottleneck that was completely saturated, every part of Ye Cheng could become a sharp poison that could be used to break through.    

    

Looking into Lin Xi's eyes that were filled with killing intent, Pang Shuai acted relaxed and said: "Do you want to kill me?"    

    

"This place has already been transferred. Don't come back in the future."    

    

"Where's Ye Cheng!?"    

    

"The boss wants me to tell you something. Tomorrow, we will be leaving Hong Kong Island, so please do your best to handle your own matters."    

    

That simple?    

    

Pang Shuai blinked his eyes.    

    

Leaving the bar, Pang Shuai found that there was a notice posted at the entrance. Was the sale to leave this place, or was it a trick? He drove towards the North Street.    

    

The emergency room was bustling with vehicles entering and exiting. North Street was good, she did not change due to the conflicts in the outside world, and she operated as usual.    

    

Pang Shuai immediately appeared in front of the black doctor, wanting to get news of Ye Cheng from his mouth. However, he was delayed by a patient in a car accident and was cold on the side.    

    

had indeed made preparations before he left, and quietly left the North Street to return to the Independent Commission Against Corruption. Regarding the murder case of Madam Song, it had already been handed over to the Serious Cases Group, because it was a matter of great importance, and involved the previous suspect in Han Hu's murder case. Thus, the two cases had to be merged, and the Sham Shui Po was in charge of leading the team to investigate the situation across regions.    

    

The relevant people had already gathered in the conference room, and Pang Shuai would be the one to explain the case to everyone. The corpse's identity had been confirmed, and it was confirmed that it was Madam Song. Now that the outside world had reached a conclusion about the case, it was agreed by some senior agents that killing in love was a good way to trick people, and that it could be used well.    

    

At the end of the meeting, Pang Shuai left Team Leader Chen alone. He closed the door, and as his friend, he hoped that Team Leader Chen could stay on guard, but was rejected by Team Leader Chen.    

    

"Old Chen, you and I are both clear about Ye Cheng's personality. He will not leave the Hong Kong Island just like this, because this matter is not over yet."    

    

"Team Leader Chen smirked. Director Pang, to put it bluntly, you are the most unqualified person to say such words. The two of us are not that familiar with each other. If it were me, I would obediently sit in this difficult position and not become the next Zhang Jianmin or any other unlucky person.    

    

Pang Shuai chuckled. He stared worriedly at the Team Leader Chen, not explaining or refuting. "Yes, I will. Then, before he leaves, make an appointment with me. Whether he comes or not, I will wait for him."