Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

The scene suddenly fell silent.

What's going on? Why did Donghuang's underlings stab Smiling Tiger? Weren't we investigating Mr. Jiang's cause of death? How did it suddenly turn into a murder scene? This is confusing everyone.

When Crow saw Wang Taiyi, he became much more timid. The death of the police chief was still fresh in his mind, and he also suspected that Wang Taiyi knew some kind of evil magic.

"Hey! What are you doing? Are you trying to kill us to cover your tracks? We came here out of kindness to give you evidence of the leader's death, and this is how you treat us? What will people think of you if word gets out?"

"Pfft! Pfft!..."

The smiling tiger, while being stabbed, glared resentfully at the crow, thinking, "Why the hell aren't you going to save me?"

"Alright, plane."

Wang Taiyi stopped the plane that was in the middle of its rampage and turned to face the crow.

"What business is it of yours what Hung Hing's affairs are? By the way, who gave you the courage to come to Hung Hing's headquarters?"

He patted the crow's face and then disgustedly wiped it on his body.

"Oily skin, huh? Okay, now that you've said that, get out of here."

The crow didn't make a sound. He regretted not bringing a sprayer today, otherwise he would have definitely sprayed this weird guy to death.

"Go if you want, justice will prevail."

With that, he had his underlings carry the smiling tiger, who was spitting blood, and ran off without looking back.

After Crow and the others left, everyone started discussing again.

Chen Yao and Brother Ji still suspect that the murderer is Chen Haonan, but they are probably more interested in profit.

Wang Taiyi and Han Bin remain neutral.

Finally, everyone decided to vote by raising their hands. Chen Yao and Brother Ji took the lead in raising their hands, and surprisingly, more than half of the people raised their hands and believed that the murderer was Chen Haonan. According to the rules, Chen Yao, on behalf of Hung Hing, issued a warrant for his arrest.

The hall masters present need to draw lots, and the winner must do everything in their power to hunt down Chen Haonan; this is the rule.

Wang Taiyi glanced at Dafei beside him; he had won the lottery.

Old Wang thought for a moment and quickly swapped the two people's signatures.

"Sigh... I never expected it to be me!"

Wang Taiyi is holding up a lottery ticket that has been drawn.

"I just saw my best brother off, and now they're chasing after my other best buddy? I'm in so much pain! ... How can I not be heartbroken? You told me to put out the fire in my heart..."

Chen Yao took a deep breath and touched his face.

"Grandma, stop singing. If it hurts your heart, we can draw lots again."

"How about that?"

Mrs. Wang held the divination slip protectively in her arms.

"Rules are rules, and I will abide by them even if I am extremely unwilling."

......

A restaurant built on the Dongxing chassis.

The camel launched into another tirade against the crow. Well, without the smiling tiger, he'd be in the ICU.

Camel already knows the truth: those two bastards, Crow and Smiling Tiger, actually killed Jiang Tiansheng.

He didn't care about Jiang Tiansheng's life or death. The problem was that he hadn't dealt with those two bastards properly and let Chen Haonan get away. If word got out, people would just think that he had ordered them to do it.

"You two bastards, how many times have I told you, stop the hell from causing trouble? You never listen, and when you do cause trouble, you don't even clean it up. You're all useless!"

The camel took out a cigarette.

"Damn it, I'm going away for a while. You guys handle this. It has nothing to do with me. You better clean this up and don't drag me into it!"

"Hey, is this delegating authority?" Crow chuckled and immediately lit a cigarette for the big boss.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll handle things perfectly."

The two had just finished their meal and stepped out of the restaurant when they were ambushed by Chicken and his men.

Camel and Crow didn't expect anyone to dare cause trouble on Dongxing's territory, so they didn't bring any of their underlings.

Chicken was furious. That guy Donghuang was going to hunt down Brother Nan. How could things be good? The instigators of all this were Crow and Smiling Tiger from Dongxing. Of course, Camel was definitely involved as well.

Today he's going to vent his anger. If he can kill them, all the better. He can't beat Donghuang, but he can't beat the two of you.

Pheasant's "Meridian Valley Scheme" was very effective. He led his men straight to the heart of the enemy's lair without being discovered, and successfully blocked the lone camel and crow.

"What the hell do you want? Do you even know where you are?"

Having been the leader for many years, the camel naturally developed an air of authority and would start cursing as soon as it opened its mouth.

Does Chicken even care about this? So what if he's the boss? I'd have fun with the boss's women. I'm all about the boss.

Before the camel could finish speaking, the pheasant grabbed the phone and smashed it over his head.

Because they didn't bring any knives, the fight became fierce and evenly matched. Crow was quite capable; even with five or six people ganging up on him, they couldn't take him down for a while.

Camel was really unlucky. He was a champion-level boxer when he was young, but now he's old and his stamina is failing. He was ambushed by the unsportsmanlike pheasant and soon his face was covered in blood.

Chicken got more and more carried away with the smashing, and was ready to smash Camel to death. If Hung Hing's leader was gone, then Tung Sing's leader would also die.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly a shout rang out, and when I looked up, I saw several PTU (Police Tactical Unit) officers.

"go!"

Chicken and his men took off running. The PTU has guns, and they're really willing to fire if something happens.

The camel muttered to itself as its wounds were being treated in the ambulance.

"I've been stabbed more than a dozen times in fights before, and I always healed myself. Why would I go to the hospital? Fuck!"

The crow stretched its neck and spoke to the medical staff.

"Hey! My boss said we don't need to go to the hospital, did you hear me? Open the door!"

"Snapped!"

The camel slapped the crow's outstretched neck back into place.

"What are you saying? You're the one who caused all this trouble, what are you barking about?"

"You hit me again!" The crow's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Tonight, just tonight, I will kill you!

Once at the hospital, the crow seemed like a completely different person, running around busily and attending to the camel all the way to the hospital bed.

Seeing the crow like that, the camel calmed down considerably.

"Crow, let me tell you, you must think things through carefully before you do anything, and never leave any evidence for others to use against you."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Boss, you're right. Come on, lie down."

"You would have been better off if you had been like this earlier."

With the help of the crow, the camel lay down on the bed.

Suddenly, the crow pulled a pillow from behind his head and tightly covered the camel's head.

The camel struggled violently, but finally stopped moving after a few minutes.

The crow took off the pillow and spoke to the camel's face.

"Your methods are outdated. Look at how thorough I am in doing things now."

The camel died at the hands of its own henchman, which is both laughable and tragic.

The next day, when news of the camel's death spread, the pheasant was still strolling in the street, completely unaware of the matter.

Several police officers arrested him on the street, and he still didn't know what was going on.

He only learned that the camel had died when he arrived at the police station.

In the interrogation room, Pheasant was still wondering if he really had killed the camel.

The camel didn't seem to be dead at the time. Could it be that some kind of support broke during its treatment and caused it to die from the aftermath?

The interrogation room door opened, and a familiar figure walked in—it was Inspector Huang Zhicheng.

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Chapter 98 The Funeral

"How's Pheasant? What are you thinking?"

When Shanji saw Huang Zhicheng, he was momentarily stunned. This guy looked like Dafei.

"Officer, don't joke around. What could I possibly be thinking? Camel's death has nothing to do with me. I just hit him a few times. Don't frame me."

"Of course I know it has nothing to do with you."

Huang Zhicheng calmly took a sip of coffee.