In the morning, Guan Zu and Huang Zhicheng sent the four children to school.
From elementary school to junior high, they were all children of undercover police officers.
"I don't want you to send me! My father was killed by you. Get lost!”
This was a 14 or 15-year-old student. He was a little irritable and had dyed his hair. He directly punched and kicked Huang Zhicheng.
"If you hadn't made my Abba a spy, he wouldn't have died so early!”
"You're the one who killed him!"
Huang Zhicheng was kicked onto the street. The junior high school youth gritted his teeth.
"I don't want to see you again!"
The junior high school youth obviously couldn't bear it and turned to run away.
There were also families who were extremely grateful to Huang Zhicheng.
"Thank you, Sir Huang. If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't have survived.”
"I'm also contacting some people. I should be able to find a job soon.”
Without a pillar of support at home, women had to work to support their families.
"Thank you, Sir Huang! Thank you!"
Among the few families, there was a child who made Guan Zu's heart ache.
She was only four or five years old and lived in a small residential building with her grandmother. She usually had to help her grandmother pick up waste water bottles.
Her little face was dirty and her hair was untied.
When she saw Huang Zhicheng, a pure and bright smile bloomed on her face.
"Uncle Huang." The little girl folded the paper crane in her hand and gave it to him.
Huang Zhicheng smiled and combed the child's hair." Xiao Ya is so obedient. Did you learn this in school?”
The little girl nodded, but her big gem-like eyes were filled with tears.
"What's wrong? Is someone bullying you in school?”
The little girl shook her head and did not speak.
"Then what's wrong?"
After a while, the little girl finally said that she missed her parents.
"Uncle Huang, when will Dad and Mom come back from abroad?”
Huang Zhicheng's heart ached. How could her parents come back?
At this moment, the child's grandmother came over.
"Xiao Ya, my parents are working hard overseas to earn money for Xiao Ya's tuition!”
"Xiao Ya, be good. When you grow up, your parents will come back!”
The little girl's eyes were moist, and crystal tears rolled down.
She sniffled." Yes, I know. I'll be good."”
After sending the children to school,
Huang Zhicheng went to a few nursing homes to visit a few elderly people who had lost their memories.
There was even one where he had to pretend to be the other party's son and read the middle school texts.
By the time he finished everything, three hours had passed.
At this moment, Guan Zu finally understood why a Senior Superintendent like Huang Zhicheng was so poor.
All his money was used to appease the families of his former subordinates.
It was also at this moment that he truly felt the same way.
Guan Zu began to respect these police officers.
This time, on the way to the police station, Guan Zu asked.
"Mr. Huang, how did you manage to survive being a police officer in the anti-triad unit and fighting with drug dealers?”
Huang Zhicheng looked out of the window, his gaze deep and profound.
"I've been a police officer for more than 20 years and a spy for more than 10 years!”
"Compared to 20 years ago, Hong Kong has more and more skyscrapers, but the lives of the people at the bottom are still the same.”
"The Ghosks only want money. As for the public security below, as long as it doesn't affect them, they will be held high.”
Huang Zhicheng sighed.
"Once a spy is caught, it will be a tragedy for the entire family!”
"But if no one does this, the circulation of drug powder in Hong Kong will be curbed. There will only be more families like this!”
The drugs would only bring destruction to the family.
It could be said that people who could become policemen more or less had that persistence and justice in their hearts.
Who would choose to be a police officer if they wanted to make money?
Huang Zhicheng read the newspapers every day and read about those who died on the streets because of drugs.
Looking at those wives and children who were separated and their families destroyed!
There was a fire in his heart!
He wanted to stop the circulation of drugs in Hong Kong so that innocent families would not be harmed!
Guan Zu knew that according to the original plot of the Infernal Affairs.
In the end, Huang Zhicheng would be thrown down from the top floor of the building by the crazy Han Chen and die.
But this time, after seeing more and knowing more,
Guan Zu had decided to protect Huang Zhicheng's life!
Ah Zu did not want to continue this heavy topic. It was meaningless to say too much.
If he wanted Hong Kong to be free of poison!
He was probably the only one in this world who could do it.
Could this be the meaning of his transmigration?
Perhaps that was the case. Guan Zu laughed at himself in his heart.
"Sir Huang, I originally saw that your glabella was black. I'm afraid that there will be a disaster coming soon!”
"No way, you even know how to read fortunes. You're simply an all-rounder!”
"Haha, but you gave me two cans of olive vegetables before. I pray that the gods of our Guan family will bless you.”
"Isn't that Martial Saint Guan Yu? When you have time, help me thank him.”Sir Huang joked.
Two days passed quickly.
Han Chen had been locked up for 48 hours. His eyes were bloodshot like a vampire.
He could finally leave the police station.
By the time he returned to Youmatei, he suddenly realized that the entire Youmatei had been turned upside down.
The arena that was originally under his control had already been scraped by the various large clubs.
Now, only a quarter of it was left, and it was in a very bad street area.
He was finished. In just two days, his decades of hard work had all gone to waste!
"Huang Zhicheng! Let's see how you die!"
Bang!
Han Chen kicked a trash can away in anger.
As he paced back and forth in the office, Han Chen kept scratching his head.
How could he be willing to lose all his territory?
His experience in Deca had taught him that he had to be ruthless if he wanted to gain a foothold!
He had to be extremely ruthless to himself and his enemies.
He had gone mad. Anyone who stole his territory and schemed against him, even if they were the leaders of the five major clubs, he would beat them up.
Han Chen gritted his teeth. He took out his phone and immediately dialed Hei Chai's number.
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