The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

Deng Tong didn't know whether he didn't believe He Ping'an's answer or was dissatisfied with He Ping'an's attitude of watching monkey show. He stared at He Ping'an closely, and the momentum of the leader in charge of tens of thousands of gang members burst out.

The young man from the Xiang family and Uncle Fu beside him seemed dissatisfied with He Ping'an's words. They just smiled at the scene in front of them and had no intention of helping at all.

Unfortunately, although Deng Tong was powerful, he was no match for He Pingan who fought on the battlefield. Moreover, as the head of the Public Security Bureau, He Pingan was responsible for the safety of hundreds of thousands of people, and his own momentum was extraordinary. In addition, he was facing Minister Luo and the like, so how could he be affected by a mere Deng Tong?

"No wonder Mr. Deng was able to take the position of manager of Heshenghe at such a young age. He can stare for such a long time without even blinking. It's really amazing! Excuse me, what will happen to your eyes if you don't blink for such a long time?" Compared with Deng Tong, He Ping'an was much more casual.

"Ahem!" He Ping'an's last words successfully broke Deng Tong's defense. "Hahaha..." The young man from the Xiang family and Uncle Fu laughed even louder. However, the three of them all paid attention to the young man in front of them. They could talk and laugh under the pressure of Deng Tong's momentum. If they asked themselves, they couldn't do it.

"You..." Deng Tong reacted and his face turned red instantly. He pointed at He Ping'an and was speechless for a while.

"What's wrong with me!"

"What are you doing?" Deng Tong spoke in Cantonese angrily

"I came here to gamble, but your casino cheated; Ali's father just wanted to make money honestly, but your gang kidnapped and killed people. What do you think I am doing? What should I do? Teach me." Looking at the furious Deng Tong, He Ping'an's expression remained calm, but his tone of voice became much heavier!

"Help me, the people are here!" Before Deng Tong could say anything, a string of explosives that could hit the moon rushed in from outside.

"'Fatty Rong', this little brother Ali, said that you kidnapped his father, extorted money from his family, and killed him after getting the money. Is that true?" Deng Tong asked, looking at the puddle of muddy Fatty Rong. That's right, it was Fatty Rong who kidnapped Ali's father. As for why he still can't get up, of course it was He Ping'an's masterpiece. From the beginning, He Ping'an had no intention of letting him live.

"I didn't do anything. Just don't listen to that kid's nonsense. He was instructed by someone to embarrass us He Shenghe! He said that I kidnapped his father. Ask him to produce evidence!" Liu Rong, who was held up by two strong men, shouted in grief and anger, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Ali, do you have any other witnesses or evidence?" If Deng Tong had not involved his family and Uncle Fu, in order to maintain the reputation of Heshenghe and stabilize the people's hearts within Heshenghe, he would definitely deal with Liu Rong according to the rules of the sect, even if Ali was lying.

The situation has changed. Even if he dealt with Liu Rong "fairly and strictly" now, people in the underworld would say that he was forced to deal with the gang members under the coercion of the two. This would not only not help the reputation of He Shenghe, but also make people who do not understand the situation think that he was afraid of the two families. Dealing with Liu Rong now would not be worth the loss.

Moreover, after the arrival of the young man from the Xiang family and Uncle Fu from Wo Hop Tou, Deng Tong came up with a better solution, which was to divert the blame. He could have announced to the public that the cheating in the gambling den and the incident involving the unlucky guy were all planned by Sun Yee On and Wo Hop Tou. The purpose was to damage the reputation of Wo Shing Wo and take advantage of the opportunity to embezzle the profits of Wo Shing Wo.

In this way, both internal and external troubles can be solved at the same time, without hurting Wo Shing Wo in the slightest. It can also rally the hearts of Wo Shing Wo, and by the way, stand on the moral high ground to condemn Sun Yee On and Wo Hop To, killing two birds with one stone! As for the man surnamed He, as a puppet pushed to the front, he will naturally be cut into pieces. Can he fight? Ha... Can he beat guns and cannons?

Hearing Deng Tong's words, He Pingan knew that his guess had come true. At this time, He Pingan was extremely depressed: since arriving in Hong Kong and Kowloon, nothing has gone smoothly.

Thinking of this, He Pingan missed the days in Outer Mongolia. He was free and at ease, and could do whatever he wanted! Unlike now, he was bound by his hands and feet! However, he still had to do what he had to do. He Pingan calmed down and walked up to Liu Rong:

"Fatty Rong, we meet again! Just because I let you go just now doesn't mean I will let you go this time! I kindly advise you not to waste everyone's time and tell the truth, so as to avoid further physical pain!"

"Tsk! I am an upright man. If you have the guts, kill me. I am frowning because I am raised by a woman!" Liu Rong's whole body went limp. Seeing his enemy, he tried to attack him with saliva, but unfortunately He Ping'an dodged it.

"Mr. He, we were rude first, so we have always treated you with courtesy. But it does not mean that you can bully our brothers unscrupulously in He Shenghe's territory!" Deng Tong seized the opportunity and prepared to perform.

"Ha..." He Pingan sneered at Deng Tong's words. Since the literary method didn't work, he could only use violence to make a quick decision. Without seeing He Pingan move, Liu Rong screamed in pain.

"Shut up!" He Ping'an kicked Liu Rong's jaw off. Liu Rong, whose jaw was dislocated, was unable to speak for a while!

He Pingan squatted down, looked at Liu Rong who was drooling, and said coldly:

"How is it? It tastes good, right? I learned this technique of breaking tendons and bones from a master. He was originally from the Dali Temple, so his skills are beyond reproach! Based on his skills, I made some improvements on purpose, which can double the pain!"

"Also, my master once said that splitting the tendons will damage a person's meridians. Over time, the whole person will be like mud, lying on the bed for the rest of his life! It's a pity that such a brave man can't get hard anywhere except his mouth!"

"Don't go too far, Mr. He. This is He Shenghe's territory! Even if you are good at fighting, can you beat our 100,000 gang members?"

Deng Tong was qualified as the boss. In a word, he not only won over his fellow gang members and established a persona that cared about them, but also portrayed himself as a villain and threatened the Sun Yee On and Wo Hop To who wanted to help.

"Really? I'm talking to you nicely, why don't you listen? You're a bunch of bastards, forcing me to do something!" It's said that ants can kill an elephant, but unfortunately they are useless and can't compare to ants. Before long, except for Deng Tong and He Shenghe, no one was left standing, including Chuanbao who vowed to fight to the moon.

In less than ten minutes, more than 300 people were all knocked down. You have to know that these people are not the useless ones in the gambling den, but the thugs that he carefully trained. It is precisely because of such a group of people that he can sit firmly on the throne of the leader.

At this time, whether it was Deng Tong, or the young man from the Xiang family and Uncle Fu who were watching the excitement, they were all shocked and speechless. The originally lively hall was suddenly silent. Suddenly, Liu Rong on the side suddenly screamed "Ah! Ah!" He Pingan saw this and kicked Liu Rong in the jaw again.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you! I killed that kid's father!" Liu Rong, who found that he could speak, burst into tears and told all his evil deeds, like pouring out beans. He was afraid that if he was slow, he would be tortured again.