Plans are plans and do not necessarily guarantee complete success. Chen Wenqiang knew this and had a backup plan. Even if he could not kill Huang Jinrong tonight, he would not be able to survive for three days.

Of course, the best thing to do now is. Huang Jinrong and the bodyguards are not seen in life or in death. First of all, it is successful in anti-detection. No corpses and no case is filed. Although it is not absolute, it is also the usual practice. Secondly, all kinds of speculations and imaginations are left behind, making things more confusing and difficult to distinguish.

When the day was dim and the air was filled with the cold air at dawn, Chen Anbao, who was nervous, was taken to the temple hall again. What surprised him even more was that the prominent figure in the French Concession, the Inspector Huang Jinrong, was tied up and was strangled in a corner, confused, as if he was awake but not awake.

"How are you thinking for such a long time?" Chen Wenqiang sat on a chair wearing a headband and asked impatiently: "Do you think our Qiks won't kill you? Yes, we need someone to serve us in the French Concession, but the candidate is not yours."

"I am willing to serve the heroes. I figured it out, I really figured it out." Chen Anbao's expression and image really did not match, which made Chen Wenqiang frown.

After examining Chen Anbao for a while, Chen Wenqiang pointed at Huang Jinrong and said, "If you want to be our person, you have prepared everything for you with a letter of fame. Isn't it simple?"

Chen Anbao looked at Huang Jinrong and then looked at Chen Wenqiang. His expression was changing. He gritted his teeth and showed fear at the moment...

The mud couldn't stand up to the wall. Chen Wenqiang was disappointed, but he looked at it quietly, and the atmosphere became weird in the tranquility.

"Can this..." Chen Anbao plucked up his courage and his eyes dodged.

Chen Wenqiang snorted and made a gesture to He Zhaoxing next to him. He Zhaoxing strode over, picked the rope on Huang Jinrong's body, kicked it hard, and scolded: "Pretend to be a big deal, I'd known you would have woken up."

Huang Jinrong said, opened his eyes, rolled and crawled closer to Chen Wenqiang, begging: "Good man, please spare my life, the villain is willing to serve the hero. The Qiks are famous, and the villain has admired him for a long time, so he has long wanted to..."

"It's a pity" Chen Wenqiang raised his voice and said coldly: "We only have one person."

Huang Jinrong stopped and begged for mercy. His eyes turned, approached Chen Anbao, bowed his hand and bowed deeply, and said sincerely: "Brother Chen, brothers do something wrong on weekdays and are rude. Please don't care about resentment. Speaking of which, it's not easy for us to be a member of the meal. Brother Chen must be able to understand his brother's difficulties..."

Chen Anbao was a little confused and subconsciously bowed his hand. He felt resentful about Huang Jinrong's overcoming him, being promoted and becoming rich. However, Huang Jinrong was promoted to the chief inspector, and even he had to bow and say hello. With this usual accumulation of power, he was also timid.

So stupid! Chen Wenqiang was so sorry that he was not strong enough, and his mind was a little shaken.

Tong, Chen Anbao was caught off guard, Huang Jinrong's fist had already hit his face hard, staggering and dizzy, Huang Jinrong took the opportunity to pounce on him, threw Chen Anbao to the ground, punched him a few times, and then grabbed his neck hard.

Chen Anbao is worthy of being a "big guy". In terms of strength, he is better than Huang Jinrong. Unfortunately, he was attacked first, fell behind, struggled hard, and was still at a disadvantage.

The two of them rolled around on the ground, fists and feet, whimpering, panting like cows, and screaming from time to time. Gradually, Chen Anbao recovered and also burst into a desperate desire, turning the situation around, pressing Huang Jinrong under him, pinching his neck with his big hands, tightening it tightened with force...

The hall calmed down. Huang Jinrong's face turned blue and his tongue stretched out, and it had turned into a gradually cold corpse. Chen Anbao sat on the ground, looking at Huang Jinrong with some slight slumber, and breathing in big mouthfuls.

"From today on, you will be ours." Chen Wenqiang's voice sounded, so cold that Chen Anbao wanted to chill. "Looking at Mapi's fate will be good for you."

Chen Anbao nodded subconsciously. He had completely lost the will to resist and had no desire to resist. After he killed Huang Jinrong, he had no choice and would not have any future.

"It's going to dawn, I'll send someone to take you back." Chen Wenqiang signaled He Zhaoxing to help Chen Anbao up, his tone slowed down a little. "We are ruthless in our actions, but we punish evil and promote good. If you do your best, you will also have generous rewards. Let's go, someone will contact you in the future, and someone will help you, so that you can become a prominent figure in the French Concession."

"Thank you, thank you." Chen Anbao bowed to Chen Wenqiang and was taken out by He Zhaoxing.

Chen Wenqiang took off his head hood, let out a long breath, glanced at the corpse on the ground, frowned and shook his head. His mind was indeed shaken just now, and he wanted to abandon Chen Anbao and leave Huang Jinrong. But he soon strengthened his original idea. Although Chen Anbao was a little stupid, Huang Jinrong's backlash was even more worrying.

Walking out of the hall, Chen Wenqiang looked at the shiny sky in the east. A golden red light became louder and louder, and became more and more obvious. The unknown bird was singing high in the distance, and the world that had been resting for a night awakened again.

…………………

The Qing Gang was killed, Huang Jinrong was kidnapped from his home, and his life and death were unknown. A fight caused both sides to suffer losses, which was indeed something that many people did not expect.

With evidence and evidence, the Qing Gang unanimously believed that it was a killing tragedy planned by Huang Jinrong; when Huang Jinrong had an accident, it seemed that it was a revenge of the Qing Gang.

The Qing Gang suffered heavy losses and did not want to stop because of Huang Jinrong's strange disappearance. The target turned to Huang Jinrong's black x-ray forces. The French lost a good dog and wanted to pursue the matter to the end. They frequently issued documents to the Shanghai County Government and launched a concession police officer to speed up the crackdown of the case.

There was another chaos, from the French Concession to the Chinese Concession, it was a mess and was unable to live in peace. The Qing Gang was hit again, and the Huang Sect disciples were repeatedly retaliated. The public security in the French Concession deteriorated, and no one got any benefits, except for Chen Wenqiang and Long Xingtang who were watching coldly.

When he was tired of fighting and had enough trouble, it was when Chen Wenqiang led Xingyitang to come forward to clean up the mess. Now, he had to prepare first.
Chapter completed!