Seemingly growing angrier, Huang Liu stood up again, brandishing his sharp knife, and walked to Uncle Bing's corpse. He stabbed Uncle Bing in the chest twice more, saying, "You bastard, I'll cut you a couple more times so that I won't be unable to find your grave later."
"Ah... hiss... ah... hiss, you old devil, you have no humanity... hiss... ah," Huang Liu gasped for breath, groaning as he walked awkwardly toward the end of the corridor in the dim light.
As he passed the nurses' service counter halfway down the street, he lightly tapped the counter, which should have been empty, with the knife in his hand. "Come out and clean the floor, Double Red Pole."
Gao Lao Cheng the Fuyixing Double Red Pole, stood in the shadows behind the counter with several Fuyixing members and two plainclothes officers from Yan Hung's men. He looked at Huang Liu outside the counter with a complicated expression. "Let me help you, and you won't get hurt, right?"
"I'm about to reward the entire army. If I don't bring some flowers, my boss will think I'm slacking off. Bringing flowers is different; I'll get an extra payment for medicine, and I can rest a bit longer. Besides, you're my helper. In a two-on-one situation, there will definitely be times when you can't withstand the old Gao Lao Cheng's double swords. In that situation, should I save you or watch you get hacked to death?" Huang Liu beckoned to the other man. Gao Laocheng stepped forward, and Huang Liu took out a cigarette case from the other man's undershirt pocket, took one out with his mouth, and waited for Gao Lao Cheng to light it for him. Huang Liu waved casually at the other man and then limped towards the elevator building.
"If you take a break, won't your boss be more likely to be targeted?"
Huang Liu chuckled, a cigarette dangling from his lips, "I'll take a break for a while. He's so afraid of dying, he'll naturally take a break too. Otherwise, he'll work himself to death sooner or later. He's not even twenty yet, and he's already getting headaches and losing his hair all the time. He'll die even younger than those in the martial arts world. I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'm going to find a woman to get my body checked out first."
Seeing Huang Liu disappear around the corner, Gao Lao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and waved to his men, signaling them to clean up the bloodstains and the corpse.
When Huang Liu said he was going to take care of Uncle Bing, Gao Lao Cheng said his men could easily handle it. Huang Liu just smiled dismissively and didn't respond. It wasn't until the two started fighting that Gao Lao Cheng understood why Huang Liu had looked so disdainful. Gao Lao Cheng felt that even he, Double Red Pole of Fuyixing, might not be a match for either Huang Liu or the dead Uncle Bing. If his men really made a move, they might not even be able to touch Uncle Bing before he was taken down.
No wonder he's so old, with snow-white hair, yet the Lin Family still uses him as a bodyguard and entrusts him with important responsibilities.
But what's even more terrifying is Huang Liu. Gao Lao Cheng felt that the reason he was defeated by Huang Liu so quickly was largely due to his lack of momentum. When Huang Liu killed people, he seemed to have a fierce and savage aura that said, "I am the best in the world. If you don't submit, I will beat you until you submit. Even if you submit, I will still kill you."
Gao Lao Cheng felt that Huang Liu was a perfect match for Song Tianyao as his bodyguard. Huang Liu's ruthlessness and cruelty were like a reflection of the inner self beneath Song Tianyao's gentle and kind exterior.
Lin Xiaohe was smoking in the examination room of Saint Immanuel Hospital, leaning against a life-size human skeleton model. His face was ruddy and his expression was calm; there was no sign that he was having a heart attack.
Having already been notified by Lawyer Chen, Dr. Ronnie, who had rushed back to the hospital to wait, was filling out a medical examination report. Yan Hung, accompanied by four plainclothes officers and two Uniformed Branch, waited quietly nearby.
As soon as Ronnie stopped writing with his pen, Yan Hung immediately spoke up, "Doctor, Mr. Lin's..."
"Mr. Lin's health is very poor. I recommend that he be hospitalized immediately. I've asked the nurses to arrange for him to receive an IV drip." Dr. Ronnie closed the medical report in his hand and said to Yan Hung in Chinese with a serious expression, "Furthermore, Mr. Lin's heart condition requires rest, and it's best if no one else disturbs him in the ward."
Yan Hung glanced at Lin Xiaohe and said to Ronnie, "But Mr. Lin needs to assist the police investigation."
"You can wait outside the ward until Mr. Lin, or until I feel he is in a condition suitable for police questioning, before entering the ward," Ronnie replied coldly to Yan Hung, holding the medical report.
Yan Hung said to Ronnie, "I... can I see the medical report?"
"No problem, but it's in English. Can you understand it?" Ronnie handed the medical report to Yan Hung and smiled sarcastically.
Then he turned to Lin Xiaohe and said, "Mr. Lin, I'll arrange for you to rest in a ward. A nurse will be there shortly to perform medication tests on you."
"Thank you for your help, Dr. Ronnie." Lin Xiaohe handed his half-finished cigarette to the lawyer beside him and said to Ronnie.
Ronnie led the way, followed by Lin Xiaohe, as they walked towards the examination room. Yan Hung, who was flipping through a medical report filled with English, heard footsteps, looked up, and saw that Lin Xiaohe had already left the examination room. He quickly threw away the report he couldn't understand and hurried after him, instructing, "You guys go check the doors and windows in the wards first. Leave three people in the corridor, two people in the courtyard outside the ward windows, and one person stays with me..."
"Detective Chief Inspector Yan, so diligent, still investigating a case late at night?" A shrill voice suddenly rang out in the corridor behind Yan Hung and the others. "But it seems you've overstepped your bounds. This is Saint Immanuel Hospital Central Hong Kong Island, Hong Kong Island, not your Kowloon Yau Ma Tei."
The newly appointed Chief Detective Inspector of Hong Kong Island, Lai Man-yau, appeared in a hurry, accompanied by more than ten plainclothes officers.
Behind Lai Man-yau and the others were Lin Xiaohe and his Lawyer Chen.
Seeing Lin Xiaohe turn around, Attorney Chen nodded slightly, clearly telling Lin Xiaohe that this Chief Detective of Hong Kong Island, Lai Man-yau, was the one in the police force who was at odds with Yan Xiong, and that the unidentified corpse had also been disposed of by Lai Man-yau.
"This is Central, and the investigation is handled by my brothers on Hong Kong Island. Detective Chief Inspector Yan, please? It's getting late, so I won't keep you any longer. Go back to Kowloon and get Kowloon sleep." Lai Man-yau walked aggressively up to Yan Hung and said arrogantly.
Yan Hung frowned, glancing at the calm-faced Lin Xiaohe, then at Lai Man-yau who had walked up to him. "Detective Chief Inspector Li, I am requesting Mr. Lin's assistance in investigating a murder case on the orders of Chief Inspector Qiao Dingguo of the Kowloon West Region."
"Superintendent Ge Enlei the Hong Kong Island Central Region has ordered that all cases here be handled by our brothers on Hong Kong Island. If you have any questions, go talk to Superintendent Ge Enlei. More than investigating cases, I'd like to see you, Detective Chief Inspector Yan, walk out of the hospital now. Many of Chief Detective Chief Inspector Lee Jusheng's protégés and old friends are waiting for you to Detective Chief Inspector Yan." Lai Man-yau said to Yan Hung in a sinister tone, his expression slightly ferocious. "And my godson Chai Fa Chiu, keeps appearing in my dreams, asking me to avenge him."