Liang Shaozun is dead!
Chen Hede shot and killed him!
Xu Zhuohua couldn't even utter a sound.
Everyone was stunned.
After realizing what was happening, Cheng Muyun grabbed Chen Hede by the collar and demanded, "What are you doing! Do you know who you killed?"
With a smile on his face, Chen Hede looked calmly at Cheng Muyun and slowly said, "I know, he is the one who killed my sister."
Cheng Muyun frowned deeply. "I already said we can find more evidence! Why did we have to kill him today? Director Liang is outside; how am I supposed to explain this?"
Chen Hede remained remarkably calm, like the sea at night, undisturbed yet turbulent beneath the surface. His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Liang Shaozun's shattered head.
A smile tinged with coldness emanated from his eyes, overflowing with a biased and greedy light.
Xu Zhuohua dared to say that this was the most terrifying look she had ever seen in her life; one glance at it could give her nightmares for half a month.
"Confess to what? He's committed heinous crimes and deserves to die."
Cheng Muyun grabbed Chen Hede's collar forcefully, "If you fucking want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
Chen Hede laughed, "You don't dare to touch him, but I do. A barefoot person has nothing to fear. I climbed up here to avenge my sister. I don't care about anything else!"
He laughed like a madman. Xu Zhuohua didn't dare to look at Chen Hede at all, feeling that he was more like the mad young marshal in history.
Cheng Muyun released Chen Hede with disgust, then unbuttoned Liang Shaozun's clothes, turned him over, and examined the scars on Liang Shaozun's back.
He originally intended to first examine the scars on Liang Shaozun's back to determine if he was the murderer who harmed Cheng Muchuan, and then question Liang Shaozun carefully.
But now things have spiraled out of control, and Liang Shaozun's death was something he had never anticipated.
Behind Liang Shaozun, everything was smooth, except for the bruises from today's beating!
Cheng Muyun couldn't believe it. When he took off Liang Shaozun's clothes, there was no trace of pine resin explosion at all.
The man looked at Chen Hede, but the person opposite him looked completely at ease, even curling his lips into a smile.
Liang Shaozun was the murderer of Cheng Muchuan. This belief kept pushing Cheng Muyun forward. When he encountered opium, he seemed to lose his mind and was manipulated by Chen Hede.
Without even considering whether Liang Shaozun had actually harmed Cheng Muchuan, they simply believed Chen Hede.
He had his doubts, but when Chen Hede brought up his tragically deceased sister, Cheng Muyun softened.
He assumed that Chen Hede, like himself, was sworn to be an irreconcilable enemy of his brother, never imagining that these things were lies fabricated by Chen Hede.
Cheng Muyun suddenly stood up and punched Chen Hede in the face, yelling, "Bastard! How dare you lie to me!"
The two started fighting.
When Director Liang led his men into the courtyard, he saw the two men rolling on the ground and went over to pull them apart.
"Mu Yun, where is Shao Zun?"
Cheng Muyun looked at Liang Shaozun's corpse, unsure how to explain to Director Liang, "Uncle Liang, I..."
Following Cheng Muyun's gaze, Director Liang saw the corpse on the ground with its head blown off, its clothes still scattered on its body from when it left home the night before.
He couldn't believe it. He walked over slowly, his eyes red and trembling. He turned Liang Shaozun's body over with his trembling hands. When he saw his son's face, he let out a roar like a trapped beast.
"Shao Zun! Shao Zun! What's wrong? Wake up, son!"
Those who heard of it were saddened, and those who saw it shed tears.
Cheng Muyun stood there, stunned. He wasn't sure if Liang Shaozun had killed Cheng Muchuan, and now there was no way to prove it.
As one of the murderers, he had no face to face his former friend and his grieving father.
Xu Zhuohua's mind was now filled with thoughts of how to end this. Liang Shaozun shouldn't have died now; he should have died at the hands of the rebel army resisting Japan.
What should we do now? Director Liang wields great power. If he makes trouble, unless Liang Shaozun comes back to life, no one will have an easy time.
Director Liang held Liang Shaozun's body, tears streaming down his face, and the men he brought quickly surrounded the courtyard.
Xu Zhuohua is terrified. Is she going to become cannon fodder again?
There was another commotion outside the door, and Cheng Yuguang led his men in.
Alright, this time I won't become cannon fodder.
Cheng Yuguang couldn't believe what he was seeing. He walked over to Cheng Muyun and frowned as he looked at him.
Cheng Muyun slowly shook his head, and Cheng Yuguang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If Cheng Muyun killed Liang Shaozun, then today will inevitably be a fight to the death.
Cheng Muyun's backer has arrived. Xu Zhuohua couldn't help but look at Chen Hede, wondering how he should handle this situation.
Chen Hede doesn't seem to have any powerful backers, otherwise he wouldn't have died in prison after being targeted by powerful figures for protecting members of his organization.
Director Liang put down Liang Shaozun's body and looked at the crowd in the courtyard. "Who killed Shaozun?"
Liang Shaozun's men all looked at Chen Hede.
Director Liang drew his gun from his waist and pointed it at Chen Hede. "It's you?"
Chen Hede neither dodged nor flinched, maintaining his calm expression. "It's me."
Snap—
The gun was cocked and the muzzle was pressed against Chen Hede's forehead.
"Why?"
Chen Hede remained calm, calm to the point of composure, as if he didn't care if he died at any moment.
No one dared to dissuade him; Liang Shaozun was the only son of the Liang family and the apple of Director Liang's eye.
Xu Zhuohua felt that Chen Hede might die here today.
There was another commotion outside the door, and police officers in black uniforms burst in, each one armed to the teeth.
Zhu Zhishui, the police chief of the French Concession, quickly walked to Chen Hede's side and pressed down on Chief Liang's hand holding the gun.
Zhu Zhishui has a square face and looks gentle and refined. There are a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes and a few white hairs on his beard. He looks like a very reasonable elder.
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