Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

Rumors cannot be used to file a case, and Lin Wanzhen and the leaders of the Jiaolong Gang all have alibis, so Huang Qifa's case became a cold case. However, this is not surprising, as there are many cold cases in the Hong Kong Island Police Stations nowadays.

However, the feud between the Jiaolong Gang and the Baihong Gang was put on the table, and minor skirmishes occurred from time to time, with each side winning and losing. Overall, the Jiaolong Gang won more often.

However, the aftermath of the conflict was very different. For those injured on the Jiaolong Gang side, the gang covered all medical expenses, and their monthly dividends were paid out as usual.

Baihong will also give a small amount of money, but it's a one-time payment and it's gone once it's spent.

More and more underlings are secretly joining the Jiaolong Gang. The Jiaolong Gang is very selective; they don't want drug addicts or gamblers.

Enraged, Bai Hong's boss directly invited Lin Wanzhen to negotiate. Of course, Lin Wanzhen didn't think it was a genuine peaceful negotiation. She brought a large group of people, all dressed in uniform black short-sleeved shirts with dragon patterns, standing neatly in rows, without saying a word.

Bai Hong also brought a lot of people, carrying sticks and knives, standing sparsely, dressed in all sorts of strange clothes.

In comparison, the momentum is lost.

"Miss Lin, everyone says you're good at making money, so why are you competing with us street beggars for food?" Da Lan said through gritted teeth, a hideous scar on his forehead.

"Big Brother Lan, I've never played in a gang before, I'll give it a try." Lin Wanzhen said these words in a relaxed tone, which was infuriating.

"Miss Lin, this is how our brothers make a living, and you call it playing around?"

"Tell me if I played well or not, okay?" Lin Wanzhen gestured behind her.

They were all plump and strong, with ruddy complexions; these street thugs were almost as tough as regular soldiers.

Even though he was furious, Da Lan couldn't bring himself to say anything bad: "A gang should act like a gang. Look at what they've become!"

"What should a gang look like? Who dictated what a gang should look like?" Lin Wanzhen retorted.

Big Blue, panting heavily, said, "Since Miss Lin doesn't want to talk, let's settle this like gangsters."

"You didn't even say what you wanted to talk about, and you're already saying I don't want to talk? Fine, fine, if you insist on doing this, I can't spoil Brother Lan's fun, can I?" Lin Wanzhen's tone was somewhat 'doting' as she spoke and backed away, her figure completely blocked by her underlings.

"They must be rich, they really value their lives. But as the boss, shouldn't you be standing in front leading your underlings? You're just using them as human shields?" Da Lan said provocatively.

"Big Brother Lan, you're right, rich people value their lives." Lin Wanzhen's voice came from behind.

Then, the sound of guns being cocked came from the Jiaolong Gang's side. The dark muzzles of guns were pointed at the Baihong Gang. Big Blue Brother was sweating profusely. It was a gang fight, and the other side had dozens of guns raised. What should he do?

He quietly took a step back, then quickly stopped himself from doing so.

"Miss Lin is really rich, giving away so many small guns. I wonder if the police know?" After saying that, he wanted to swallow his words back. He was a gang leader, and his first thought was to call the police.

"Since Brother Lan keeps emphasizing that I'm rich, I can't let him down. I'll play it like a rich man and issue a bounty: one million for Brother Lan's head. Do you think people will be scrambling to take the job?" Lin Wanzhen said in a sweet voice, hidden behind the crowd, but it sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.

Like the whispers of a demon.

Chen Axiong stood beside his cousin, looking pleased. His well-behaved little cousin had finally learned to solve problems safely.

Of the hundreds of people present, he was probably the only one who thought his cousin was well-behaved.

A heated negotiation and standoff ended with Bai Hong's hasty retreat. He was even stopped and reprimanded by patrolling police officers as soon as he turned around. On the other hand, Jiaolongbang retreated in an orderly manner, first handing back their guns, and then dispersing.

After the police officers finished reprimanding Bai Hong's men, they greeted Chen Axiong and the others with a smile: "Axiong, don't go out wandering around at night, go home and get some sleep."

"Okay, I'll grab a late-night snack and then head back."

Lin Wanzhen returned home first with the bodyguards from the security company. Chen Axiong met a woman with a child at a late-night food stall.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong. I'm leaving tomorrow. I can't take anything with me from the house, so please do whatever you like with it." The thin woman thanked him repeatedly, her eyes filled with tears.

The little girl drinking sugar water next to her nervously tugged at her mother's clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay, baby, is the sugar water delicious?" The woman wiped away her tears and comforted the child.

She was Huang Qifa's wife. She was deceived by his sweet words back then. After marrying him, she was subjected to domestic violence every day. Even after giving birth, she could not avoid it. In fact, the child was also beaten. Her parents passed away, and no other relatives dared to offend Huang Qifa. She could only count down the days and endure it.

It was a good thing for her that Huang Qifa died; the small house they lived in was left to her by her parents.

When she was taken to the headquarters of the Jiaolong Gang that day, she said that she wanted to get rid of him. Without saying a word, Chen Axiong bought her house and let her leave with the money.

After Huang Qifa died, Chen Axiong asked her if she didn't want to leave, and said he could sell the house back to her at the original price so she could continue living there with her child.

"Have you made contact with them overseas?" Chen Axiong asked softly, afraid of scaring the child.

"Yes, I have a distant cousin who immigrated abroad many years ago and opened a restaurant in Chinatown. I'm a good cook, so I'm planning to go there and work as a chef."

"That's good. Have a safe trip." Chen Axiong nodded, got up and left without lingering.

The woman gently wiped the sugar water from the corner of the child's mouth, her expression soothing.

Chen Ah-xiong glanced back and said to Ming-zai, "The child is very cute."

"Thinking about marriage? Sister Afen is pretty good, and she's interested in you too. Why don't you give it a try?"

Chen Axiong's eyes were somewhat blank. Afen had been interested in him for a long time. In the past, when he was poor, she would just look at him from afar and occasionally bring him some food, but she never had any intention of taking things further. Even when he wanted to take things further, Afen would cry and shake her head, because being together would inevitably lead to a hard life.

Now that he has money, Afen's intention to take the next step is much clearer, while he hesitates. Is she after him or his money? If he loses his money, will she still be with him?

He has no real feeling about what he possesses now, whether it's money or status; it's all illusory, like a pie suddenly falling from the sky, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

"Brother Xiong, Brother Xiong," Mingzai called him a few times, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, I was just wondering, does Afen like me more for my money or for who I am?"

Mingzai opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Sister Afen is a good person. She has a mother with poor health and a younger brother who is not very old. She works in a factory and works a lot of overtime. She is very hardworking in order to earn more money.

But it's true that she never intended to marry Xiong Ge before.