Feeling the unusualness in Chen Bailang's words, Feng Kun could not guess what he was thinking, so he said, "Mr. Wolf, I have been having a meeting today, so I don't know about the murderer you mentioned. I don't know what Mr. Wolf wants me to do?"

"That murderer is my son." Chen Bailang said lightly.

Hearing this, Feng Kun's whole face became extremely ugly, his right hand was trembling slightly, and his phone was almost unable to hold it.

"Mr. Wolf, I really don't know. It should be the person arrested by Huang Fu from the Nancheng Branch. Before he could report it." Feng Kun immediately distanced himself from himself. Even if he was not by Chen Bailang's side, he could clearly feel Chen Bailang's anger on the other end of the phone.

"I know it has nothing to do with you. I call you not to make things difficult for you. My son did not kill anyone. He was framed by someone." Chen Bailang said.

When Feng Kun heard this, his face suddenly became angry and said, "This Huang Fu is simply a bastard. Don't worry, Mr. Lang. I immediately let someone let the noble master go, and I will definitely find out thoroughly. No matter who it is, I will definitely punish him severely."

Just by Chen Bailang's one-sided remarks, the top leader of the Municipal Public Security Bureau made the chest pat his head and guaranteed that he would let him go. It is conceivable that Chen Bailang's position in his heart.

Not to mention that Chen Bailang's son did not kill anyone, even if he really killed someone, Feng Kun would try his best to get him out of his crime. Otherwise, Tian would know what the wolf master, who even the provincial leaders had to be polite to see him, would do.

"No need to investigate, it's Xiang Fu from the Fuqing Gang who is doing the trick behind the scenes." Chen Bailang said lightly.

Feng Kun's expression shook and he subconsciously took a breath of cold air. He seriously suspected that he had forgotten to burn incense to Mr. Guan Er today, otherwise why would this unlucky thing come one after another?

Chen Bailang has already given him a headache. Now Xiang Fu from the Fuqing Gang is here, these two masters are both existences that he does not want to offend.

Of course, if you have to offend one party, Feng Kun will choose to offend Xiang Fu without hesitation.

The Fuqing Gang is the overlord of the Guangdong area, and Xiang Fu is only one of the controllers of the Fuqing Gang. Chen Bailang, the straitor, is known as the gangster godfather of the entire south. Even if he looks at the entire China, there are not many people who dare to offend him.

Although Chen Bailang has retired for many years, his fame and status have not weakened at all, and he is far from comparable to a small Fuqing Gang boss.

"Master Wolf, what do I need to do?" Feng Kun asked carefully.

The power of the Fuqing Gang in Yangcheng can be said to be covering half of the sky. As long as they don’t make a big noise on weekdays, Feng Kun will turn a blind eye.

But now they dare to touch Chen Bailang's son, and they are undoubtedly digging their own graves. If Chen Bailang is determined to ask Feng Kun to wipe out the Fuqing Gang, he can only grit his teeth and do it.

Although the cost of doing so can be very high!

"You just need to let my son go out immediately, and you don't need to pay attention to the others." Chen Bailang said.

When Feng Kun heard Chen Bailang's request, he thought he had heard it wrong, and he couldn't believe it and asked, "That's it?"

"Or what if I asked you to destroy the Fuqing Gang, you dare to do it?" Chen Bailang sneered.

Feng Kun smiled awkwardly and said with relief: "Master Wolf, you are really good at joking. I will call Huang Fu now. If the noble man loses a piece of hair there, I will ask Huang Fu to roll his bag and get out of here immediately!"

Chen Bailang hung up the phone without responding.

"Wolf Master, how can you solve the problem with Fu Xiang? Why don't I go and give him some memory in person?" As he said that, a fierce cold light flashed in the man's cold eyes. The aura on his body was a bit terrible, far from being comparable to those who were left behind in the Chen family.

Chen Bailang shook his head and said, "Xiang Fu is just a little man. Why do you, the boss of the God-Slaying God, just let the people from the Dark Palace go? I have more important tasks to you."

"Slaying God" and "Dark Palace" are two powerful teams secretly formed by Chen Bailang, and they are absolute confidants around him. Everyone in "Slaying God" is a battle madman with terrifying strength. It is no problem to fight beyond a small realm. "Dark Palace" is full of top killers, and the absolute kings in the night.

These two teams are the strongest aces in Chen Bailang's hands. No one knows the number of people except Chen Bailang. Most of the people who know their existence have already gone to see the King of Hell.

And the man in front of him, who was about forty years old, was Long Gang, the boss in the God-slaying Team!

"Master Wolf, please give me instructions." Long Gang said respectfully.

"Go and collect information from Tianxie Sect and find out who is the person behind it." Chen Bailang said narrowly, obviously he was still resentful of the evil organization that seriously injured Chen Qingyang.

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After Chen Bailang hung up the phone, Feng Kun immediately called Huang Fu from Nancheng Branch.

At this time, Huang Fu, who was drinking tea leisurely in the office, saw the number of his boss on his phone, and immediately sat upright, cleared his throat, and then answered the phone.

"Director Feng, I just wanted to call you to report the situation, but I didn't expect you to call me first." Huang Fu smiled diligently. He naturally wanted to please him as his immediate boss.

"Huang Fu, you still have the fucking face to call me. If you are in front of me now, I really want to shoot you in the head." Feng Kun shouted at Huang Fu like an angry beast.

Listening to Feng Kun's angry howl, Huang Fu's face instantly turned into pig liver color, and at the same time, a bad premonition instantly surged into his heart.

"Director Feng, what's wrong?" Huang Fu asked carefully.

"Did you catch a murderer today?" Feng Kun asked withstood anger in his heart.

Huang Fu's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't reported it yet, so how could Feng Kun know in advance?

Could that kid really have a tough backstage?

Huang Fu didn't dare to continue thinking and asked in a low voice: "Director Feng, do you know that murderer?"

"Huang Fu, I don't care where you are now, immediately get over and invite the young man out. If he loses a piece of hair, I will let you go with it. Don't think I'm joking with you!" Feng Kun shouted angrily.

Huang Fu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and his body trembled involuntarily. His premonition was indeed correct.

However, when he thought that Xiang Fu from Fuqing Gang was instructed to arrest Chen Qingyang, Huang Fu took a deep breath and said, "Director Feng, maybe you don't know yet. That guy messed with Xiang Fu from Fuqing Gang, and I was forced to arrest him."

Huang Fu suddenly turned the blame on Xiang Fu. Even if something really happened, he showed that he was forced to do so.

"Bastard, who is Xiang Fu? You Huang Fu is a policeman who eats imperial grain and a public servant of the people. You are actually afraid of a gangster? I think your mind is eaten by a dog." Feng Kun cursed and shouted, his tone, and he really wanted to shoot Huang Fu's head.

"Director Feng, can you tell me what the young man is from?" Huang Fu gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly.

"He is Chen Bailang's son!"

Hearing this, Huang Fu's feet softened and he fell to the ground, his face pale!
Chapter completed!