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Inside the van.

Three men with tattoos on their arms, suspected gang members, stared intently at the two figures gradually moving away.

"Is that him?"

"I ran into him outside the venue yesterday. He's built like a bear. How could Chicken Eye not recognize him?"

"What about the other pretty boy?"

"That one... I don't recognize him..."

The two huddled together, muttering in low voices.

"Wait, I remember what that pretty boy looks like!"

A man with a full arm tattoo in the back row suddenly exclaimed, then quickly explained:

"Back then, I came to Old Factory Street with Da Sha and the others to collect debts from a girl from the Three Wolf Gang."

"We were just about to teach her a lesson when we ran into a guy with very strong leg skills, who beat Da Sha up badly and warned us not to cause trouble in Old Factory Street again."

The man in the driver's seat heard this, turned his head in astonishment, and looked at him:

"Old Factory Street is the territory of the Three Wolf Gang. Are you saying...?"

The tattooed man nodded with a solemn expression.

"A guy with very strong leg skills?"

The cross-eyed man in the passenger seat stroked his chin and pondered:

"So, the one who raided our hideout with Bear yesterday was this pretty boy?"

The tattooed man nodded solemnly again.

Then, he added:

"And the Bear you mentioned is called Ma Donghe. He's a well-known hoodlum boss in the Jiangbei area and has a good relationship with the Three Wolf Gang."

"That explains everything!"

The other two suddenly understood and clapped their hands in unison.

"Should we follow them?"

One of them then asked for opinions.

"Stupid, are we going to follow them to deliver food?"

The other blinked his chicken eyes and urged:

"We just need to go back and tell the boss the news, and we'll get a reward!"

The van then started, spewing black smoke, and quickly drove out of the dilapidated street, merging into the traffic on the road.

… … … … … … … … … … … …

Jiangbei suburb, an abandoned factory.

A large "Demolish" character was painted on the wall, bright red and eye-catching.

The rusty iron gate was only symbolically hung with a string of iron chains as a lock.

As the door was opened, the car slowly drove into the site and stopped in front of the factory building covered with weeds.

Fang Cheng got out of the car, looked around, and couldn't help but praise:

"Donghe, this secret base of yours looks really good..."

Looking around, the surrounding area was all demolition zones.

Within two kilometers, it was either farmland or a construction wasteland.

Apart from scavengers, few people would come to this kind of place.

If you wanted to do something illegal, it would be completely undetectable.

Ma Donghe and Chen Yingjun also got out of the car, grinned, and then led him inside.

A black-backed wolfhound was kept at the entrance of the factory. Seeing a stranger approaching, it immediately howled.

Ma Donghe immediately scolded it.

"Woof woof..."

Fang Cheng spoke, trying to communicate with the watchdog and build a relationship.

The dog was stunned in place, then slowly wagged its tail.

Then, the tail wagged faster and faster, its ears pressed against its forehead, and it carefully approached.

"嘤 嘤 嘤..."

In the blink of an eye, it became unusually affectionate, constantly sniffing around Fang Cheng's legs.

"Cheng, you can even train dogs? Is there anything you can't do?"

Ma Donghe looked at this magical scene in surprise.

Immediately, he felt a little indignant:

"I've fed this white-eyed wolf for so long, and I've never seen it so affectionate to me."

Fang Cheng smiled slightly without explaining.

Animals also have language, but they don't have a complete language system.

So, they can only express some very simple meanings, such as eating, danger, happiness, sadness, friendliness, warning, and so on.

Fang Cheng tried his language talent and found that it really worked.

The three then walked into the factory building.

It was very empty inside. Apart from some abandoned assembly line frames, bricks, and garbage, there was nothing else.

Several strong men were already waiting. When they saw Ma Donghe coming in, they immediately stepped forward and called him "Brother Ma" to express their greetings.

"How is it? Still warm?"

Ma Donghe casually asked.

"Not cold, doing well!"

One of the men replied carelessly:

"It's just that this morning, a guy didn't listen and wanted to run away. After we caught him, we beat him up a bit."

As they spoke, the group walked towards a room with a sign that read "Factory Director's Office."

Pushing open the door, Fang Cheng saw the two unlucky guys who had their legs broken by him and were caught here.

The two were tied and sitting on chairs.

White bone spurs vaguely protruded from the fractured parts of their calves. Black blood scabs that had already solidified were attached to their trouser legs, making them look extremely miserable.

When they saw Fang Cheng's face clearly, their expressions changed drastically.

As if they had seen a humanoid monster, they tried their best to retreat, ignoring the severe pain caused by the fractures.

But they were immediately held down by two other men.

Fang Cheng recognized one of them.

It was the hoodlum, Xiaosa Ge, whom he had met in front of Wen Xin's house.

Fang Cheng asked Ma Donghe to pick two gang leaders and imprison them here, originally intending to use them as a backup plan.

If the other gang forces tried to retaliate, then these two guys would be the guides, figuring out the enemy's details and simply taking their nests.

This matter was not urgent, at least the police were temporarily holding on.

However, when he saw Xiaosa Ge's familiar face, Fang Cheng suddenly became vigilant.

He remembered that his other two companions had also seen him.

If they were at the scene yesterday or watching outside, his identity might be exposed very quickly.

The scene was so chaotic at the time that Fang Cheng couldn't guarantee that there were no fish that slipped through the net.

Therefore, figuring out the opponent's details became even more urgent.

"Do you still recognize me?"

Fang Cheng stared at the other party and slowly asked.

Xiaosa Ge first nodded, then quickly shook his head, looking extremely nervous.

"Are you mute? Answer when I ask you!"

Ma Donghe immediately kicked Xiao Sa's broken leg and scolded fiercely.

"Recognize, recognize!"

Xiao Sa immediately wailed, cold sweat broke out on his face, and he nodded quickly.

"Very good."

Fang Cheng said calmly:

"Next, you must answer truthfully whatever I ask you, otherwise I will break both of your legs!"

After speaking, he asked Ma Donghe's men to take the other person to the empty room next door.

The intention was obvious.

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It was to ask questions separately and then compare them.

If there was any discrepancy, someone must be lying.

After more than two hours of interrogation.

Fang Cheng finally roughly understood some specific information about this drug manufacturing and selling criminal gang.

Their boss is called Sang Biao, who is cruel and unscrupulous.

This can be seen from his nickname.

He not only used drugs to control the ladies, making them obediently earn money for him.

Secretly, he was even doing more bloody human organ trafficking.

Two loyal lackeys told everything about it.

They even explained Sang Biao's home address, contact phone number, and how many lovers he had in detail.

As for the drug factory, it was not Sang Biao's property, but the business run by Sang Biao's boss, "Brother Hao."

Brother Hao, whose real name is Wu Shihao, was originally the leader of a smuggling gang in Lingang District.

Later, he joined the Chihu Gang, and his power gradually expanded. Now he can be said to be one of the top underworld figures in Lingang District.

However, they didn't know much about the Chihu Gang.

They only knew that there were many experts in the gang, and the gang leader's surname was Chen, who was also a terrifying and ruthless character.

"Chihu Gang…"

Hearing the name of this notorious gang again from their mouths, Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.

"Not bad, since you are obedient, I won't treat you badly."

After the interrogation, Ma Donghe praised and then signaled his brothers to bandage the wounds of the two people slightly.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand and said:

"Let me do it, your bandaging skills are too rough."

"For fracture treatment, you must first reposition it correctly, then fix it, and then…"

While he described the treatment plan like a doctor, he skillfully handled the wound with both hands.

The two traitors were moved to tears and couldn't help but sigh:

"What a good person…"

Ma Donghe's face was a little strange, and he always felt that Fang Cheng was treating them like guinea pigs.

… … … … … … … … … … … …

Lingang District.

Wu's Trading Company, Chairman's Office.

Several gang leaders were sitting around in a group, discussing the important news that their subordinates had just found out.

"Ma Donghe?"

Wu Shihao couldn't remember the name for a while when he heard it.

"He is the golden fighter of the Poison Snake Gang. His elder brother was killed by our Chihu Gang. He must want to take revenge, so he has been getting closer to the Sanlang Gang recently."

A leader quickly explained.

Wu Shihao nodded slightly when he heard the words, and asked:

"The Sanlang Gang is backed by the Dongcheng Association, right?"

"Yes."

Several leaders nodded together.

Afterwards, they expressed their opinions one after another.

"There is also that leg technique master. A younger brother has seen him before and recognized him as a member of the Sanlang Gang."

"The Sanlang Gang actually hides such a top master. It seems that their ambitions are no smaller than our Chihu Gang."

"So, this matter is a bit tricky…"

Wu Shihao frowned slightly as he listened to the discussions of his confidants.

The map of the underworld forces in Dongdu is occupied by several veteran syndicates at the top, and countless violent gangs are attached below.

Those veteran syndicates are deeply rooted and have deep connections in both politics and economics, and have already completed their transformation.

They focus their main business on more secretive economic crimes such as smuggling, money laundering, casinos, and usury, and after obtaining profits, they begin to invest in legitimate industries such as stocks, real estate, and entertainment.

Some have also registered legal group companies. Their operating methods are similar to ordinary enterprises. Management personnel wear chest cards, which are no different from office workers. Each department operates different businesses and holds regular board meetings.

It is equivalent to being half whitewashed.

After they became formalized, they streamlined the official members of the organization and cut out some of the dirty and unsightly businesses.

This has formed many small and flexible peripheral gangs that are detached from the outside, fighting and killing all day long for petty profits and seizing territory.

In this way, they can control the overall situation of profit distribution and consume the hidden and restless emerging forces.

Of course, the newly rising Chihu Gang is completely different.

It's like a wild beast that doesn't follow the rules suddenly breaks in, destroying this stable and harmonious pattern.

Doing so will naturally attract other forces to unite and deal with them.

Wu Shihao actually yearns for those veteran syndicates and hopes that one day he can become one of them.

But unfortunately, the situation is beyond his control…

Inside the office.

After some discussion, the opinions of the people finally reached an agreement.

It is still to ask the Chihu Gang's senior management for help. It is best to send top killers to destroy the Sanlang Gang in one fell swoop!

… … … … … … … …

When Fang Cheng returned to Old Factory Street, it was completely dark.

In the cold wind, he walked unhurriedly, recalling the information he had gained from the previous interrogation.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the scattered lights ahead.

Wen Huiyi was carrying a bag of boxed lunches and was walking into the tube building.

Then, he faintly heard Wen Xin's cheers from the basement, and the conversation between the mother and daughter.

Fang Cheng stood at the entrance of the building, listening for a long time.

His heart couldn't help but warm.

Although there are many injustices and evils in this world, there are still many precious things worth cherishing.