The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

And Niu Yong?

From a small-time punk who made his first bucket of gold from running casinos and bathhouses, he started to become complacent, always thinking about becoming someone with status and position.

But after all, he was just a thug.

Even if he usually did tasks for those above him, in their eyes, he was nothing more than a tool to be used.

Yet he never tired of it and almost stopped caring for his brothers.

To stabilize the situation for him, Lulu had almost reached the point of working from dawn to dusk; if not for her, the loyalty of the people would have scattered long ago.

The situation had already become one-sided.

Niu Yong, who once thought he held the winning ticket, now began to feel fear.

If it had been in the past, he would have fought in such a situation, but he was no longer the man he used to be; with a knife at his throat, he was already shivering with fear.

Chen Fang's crisis had been resolved.

He walked up to Niu Yong.

He asked, "Where is the murder weapon?"

Niu Yong didn't want to say.

Chen Fang grabbed a cleaver in his hand and asked, "I'll ask one more time, where is the murder weapon?"

Niu Yong still pretended not to hear.

Without a word, Chen Fang's hand raised and the cleaver fell, slashing into Niu Yong's arm with a rip, immediately the skin burst and flesh split open, blood gushed, and the pain made him grimace and scream.

Zhou Shengtie had never seen such a scene before.

He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground; a warm liquid flowed out from underneath him.

He had scared himself to the point of wetting his pants.

"I'll ask one more time, where is the murder weapon?"

Chen Fang asked coldly.

Niu Yong didn't believe Chen Fang would continue to chop, and just as he thought about stubbornly resisting, he saw Chen Fang raising the cleaver again.

He was so scared that his soul nearly flew away.

He pointed toward the safe in the corner of the teahouse, pleading, "Don't chop any more, don't chop any more, it's inside, it's in the safe..."

Lulu, hearing this

opened the safe and indeed found a dagger wrapped in a plastic bag—it was the same dagger Qi Hui had used to threaten him.

While everyone was entangled,

Zhou Shengtie had been inching toward the door of the teahouse.

Just as he was about to make his escape,

Lulu gave a signal.

Her men stopped him.

Terrified, Zhou Shengtie shivered and said, "Don't touch me, I'm the deputy director of the county committee office, if you lay a hand on me, none of you will end up well."

Chen Fang glanced at him.

He ordered, "Let him go."

Lulu was stunned and said, "But he knows who the mastermind is."

"I said, let him go,"

Chen Fang repeated.

Helplessly, Lulu could only wave her hand, signaling her men to let him go.

Zhou Shengtie escaped with his life, fleeing the scene in panic.

"Brother Fang, why did you let him go? That guy is a pushover; hit him a couple of times and he would probably spill everything,"

Lulu asked, puzzled.

Chen Fang heaved a sigh and said, "He's a pushover, but the person above him isn't. That mastermind would kill to conceal his identity, and we don't have enough evidence in hand to directly bring him down. If he were to mention that person's name in front of all of you, everyone present, not one would escape,"

Hearing this,

Lulu shuddered.

She asked, "So... you didn't ask, because... because you didn't want to implicate us?"

Of course she knew that Chen Fang really wanted to know the answer, but because they were all there, he didn't want to involve everyone and had held back from asking.

Around 11 o'clock at night,

a police car hurriedly entered the gates of the hospital.

As the car door opened,

Ye Wenxu, along with several policemen, quickly got out and sprinted towards the inside of the hospital.

Soon,

they arrived at the ward area where Chen Fang was.

The guards at the door were dozing off; hearing footsteps, they instantly woke up and, seeing the arrival of their leader, hurriedly stood up.

"Where's Chen Fang?"

Ye Wenxu asked.

The guarding officer rubbed his eyes and said, "He's inside."

"Inside my ass, you're screwed."

Ye Wenxu scolded and pushed the door to the ward open.

Just as he was about to erupt, the scene before him made him somewhat incredulous.

Chen Fang was lying on the hospital bed at that moment, his left wrist still in handcuffs.

Doctor Su Lu'an was holding a stethoscope, listening intently to Chen Fang's heart, seemingly noticing no abnormalities.

Ye Wenxu still found it hard to believe.

He had rushed over after receiving a call from his superior saying that Chen Fang had escaped, yet there was Chen Fang, perfectly fine on the hospital bed.

He quickly checked Chen Fang's handcuffs.

He also conducted a thorough inspection in the bathroom of the ward and discovered no anomalies.

Su Lu'an frowned, saying displeasedly, "What's going on with you people? Haven't I told you many times? Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter."

Ye Wenxu walked to the window.

His gaze fell on Chen Fang.

In that moment, Su Lu'an, with her back to Ye Wenxu, appeared somewhat flustered, the panic evident in her eyes.

"Chief Ye, what's the matter? You're not planning a surprise interrogation in the middle of the night, are you?"

Chen Fang asked faintly.

Ye Wenxu paused, feeling somewhat deflated, and said to his subordinates, "Let's go!"

After the group left the room.

Su Lu'an finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off her mask, and said with a flushed face, "Give me back my clothes!"

Chen Fang then lifted the blanket.

Inside the bed.

All of Su Lu'an's underwear was there.

That is to say, Su Lu'an was actually wearing only a white coat at the moment, with nothing underneath the coat.

The situation was urgent at the time.

When Chen Fang climbed in through the fire escape, the police cars had also arrived below, and there was naturally no time for Su Lu'an to dress properly, layer by layer.

So she could only wear a white coat.

If Ye Wenxu had opened the blanket to check then, Su Lu'an would have been mortified beyond belief.

"Close your eyes, you're not allowed to look."

The crisis was over.

Su Lu'an scolded softly in anger.

Then she turned her back, took her underwear, and began to put it on piece by piece.

"Doctor Su, I won't peek, after all, I've seen it all before,"

Chen Fang muttered.

Su Lu'an's face turned even redder with embarrassment, her eyes showing an extreme anger, as if she wished she could tear Chen Fang to pieces.

Once she had fastened the last button.

She gave a cold laugh and said, "Chen Fang, just you wait. I won't let you off easy during this period."

After saying that, she directly opened the door to the ward and shouted outside, "Chief Ye, Chief Ye, could you come here for a moment?"

Ye Wenxu was seething with anger.

If it weren't for the respect he had for Su Lu'an's father, he would have exploded long ago.

Hearing Su Lu'an call for him, he asked somewhat sarcastically, "Doctor Su, what is it now?"

Su Lu'an pointed towards the sickroom.

She said, "The patient's condition has stabilized; you can now proceed with your interrogation."

Damn it.

Chen Fang cursed inwardly upon hearing this.

Only to see Su Lu'an turn around, her eyes somewhat challenging as she looked at him.

She said, "Don't blame me for being ruthless if you are unkind. Just wait, you'll get what's coming to you."

Hearing that they could proceed with the interrogation.

Ye Wenxu expressed his thanks to Su Lu'an.

With a wave of his hand.

A few policemen entered the sickroom.

Su Lu'an crossed her arms, standing to the side as if waiting to see some good drama, anticipating Chen Fang's misfortune.

After Ye Wenxu entered.

He sneered and said, "Comrade Chen Fang, the doctor has said you are fine now; no need to pretend with us anymore. Tell us, where is the murder weapon?"

"I didn't kill anyone!"

Chen Fang said.

Ye Wenxu's expression began to darken.

He asked again, "This is my last time asking you, where is the murder weapon?"

Chen Fang sighed deeply, "Then this is my last time answering you, I didn't kill anyone!"

Ye Wenxu was calm and composed.

He reached out his hand.

One of his subordinates placed an electric baton in his hand...