With the efforts of many parties, the black market competition was ordered to be cancelled.
Hongmen can no longer bet on human life for his own benefit.
Qiao Yunsheng won a lot of money from this black market competition. Under pressure, he could only give out money to compensate the victims' families.
The money Qiao Yunsheng won was almost gone, and the ill-gotten wealth did not belong to him after all.
In this black market competition, many dignitaries also participated in betting. They know the anger of the people and do not want to reveal their identity.
They had to spend money to eliminate the disaster and sponsored a charity unit in Shanghai.
The black market competition finally came to an end.
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metropolis.
Ding Yuexuan sat in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror, slowly wiping off the makeup from her face.
In order to match the song this time, Metropolis specially asked someone to design this makeup face, which is very novel.
After Ding Yuexuan finished singing on stage, the audience below became more enthusiastic. Starting tomorrow, many people will learn to apply this makeup.
Ever since the fame of the evening lavender is getting bigger and bigger, this situation is not uncommon.
If others have a reputation, and their status is higher than before, they might become less like themselves before.
However, Ding Yuexuan knew it in her heart.
The prosperity of Shanghai Beach is like a cloud of smoke, and no one can catch it.
In an environment that is easy to get lost, one cannot lose his heart.
She has always been just the girl who came to Shanghai with dreams, nothing more.
The showgirl next to her had just finished her performance and sat down beside the dressing table. While removing her makeup, she started talking.
"Ye Laixiang, have you heard about the black market competition?"
Ding Yuexuan shook her head, except for singing, she was not interested in anything else. She doesn't even know the latest gossip.
The showgirl turned out a newspaper: "Here, this is today's news."
Ding Yuexuan looked at it, and the declaration was clearly written, the black market competition was banned, and there was a short paragraph on it introducing the champion Qin Xiao.
The singer said: "This champion is too courageous to provoke the Liu Ye of Hongmen. Fortunately, I met Lu Sanshao later."
Ding Yuexuan looked at the newspaper earnestly and never spoke.
The singer asked again: "Ye Laixiang, what do you think?"
Ding Yuexuan thought for a while and said: "I think he is quite courageous."
At first, Qin Xiao entered the competition only for the cost of his brother's medicine, but after he knew the inside story of the black market competition, he was brave enough to expose it.
Willing to do justice, not greedy for life and fear of death.
This quality is the most rare.
Moreover, this kind of inhumane and unfair competition can be cancelled, which is really pleasing.
The black market competition has existed for so long and only disappeared this year, so those people must have done a lot of hard work.
Ding Yuexuan put away the newspaper and didn't think about it anymore.
Ding Yuexuan bid farewell to the singer and left the metropolis. There was a car waiting for her at the door, making a special trip to take her home.
In order to protect her safety, Metropolis has always been extremely diligent.
Ding Yuexuan only saw the news in the newspaper, she didn't know that she knew the people who cancelled the black market competition.
Her boss Shen Jiu and her friend Ye Chu, together with Lu Huai, facilitated the incident.
The winter night was cold and the air was getting colder and colder, and Ding Yuexuan got into the car.
The car drove slowly and drove into the middle of the night in Shanghai.
The night was getting deeper, and the surroundings became quiet.
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Warlord's House.
In the past few days, the temperature has been extremely low, the cold wind has passed the window, and the chill is coming up.
Lu Huai sat in the room, looking down at the file.
At this moment, one of his subordinates walked in and whispered, "San Shao, Seventeen has not contacted anyone in the past few days."
Lu Huai's expression remained unchanged. Seventeen did not come into contact with others, which was within his expectation.
Last time, Lu Huai removed a contact point of Mo Qinghan in Shanghai and weakened Mo Qinghan's power. The key lies in Seventeen.
Seventeen was not cautious enough to do things, which exposed Mo Qinghan's contact point.
According to Mo Qinghan's temperament, he must know that all this is because of Seventeen. In order to hide his trace, Mo Qinghan would never contact Seventeen again.
Lu Huai's eyes sunk slightly. In the black market competition, he lost to Qin Xiao at 17th, and this result would never be what Mo Qinghan wanted to see.
Mo Qinghan has a cruel temperament and uses poison to control his subordinates. In his eyes, others are his tools.
Seventeen did not complete the task, and in Mo Qinghan's eyes, it had lost the value of use.
By now, seventeen is already a waste move.
It doesn't make any sense to track Seventeen again.
Lu Huai raised his eyes, his voice faint: "No need to follow."
The man lowered his head as if something happened before he withdrew the person he was following.
…
After the black market competition ended, Seventeen lost to Qin Xiao and did not win the championship.
He knew that he had not fulfilled the master's instructions, which affected the master's future arrangements.
The master said that he must get the first place. After entering Hongmen, many things can be planned slowly.
And he disappointed the master.
For the past few days, Seventeen has been waiting for Mo Qinghan to come to him. He hopes he can do other things to make up for it.
Although Seventeen had lost his memory, he still had awe of Mo Qinghan in his subconscious.
Seventeen didn't know Mo Qinghan's name, he didn't know Mo Qinghan's identity, and he didn't even know how to contact Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan was extremely cautious, concealing everything about him, and only told Seventeen what he was going to do.
Seventeen knows nothing about other things.
Every time I met with Mo Qinghan, Mo Qinghan sent someone to find Seventeen, and the location was different each time.
Now it has been a long time since Mo Qinghan came to look for Seventeen. Seventeen thought, I lost the game and broke the master's plan, so the master didn't want to see himself.
Because of this, Seventeen should atone for the merits.
But Seventeen couldn't contact Mo Qinghan, he didn't know what he should do next.
He can only figure out his own way.
Seventeen thoughts, the last time he met his master in a restaurant, he could go to that restaurant to take a look, maybe he could find the master there.
Seventeen walked slowly to the hotel. He walked into the street. The street was very lively. People came and went, and there was a strong smell of fireworks.
When Seventeen came to the hotel, he discovered that the hotel had closed down and the door was deserted.
Seventeen frowned, and he and the master met here last time.
Could it be that after that time, something happened to the hotel
Now that the restaurant is closed, Seventeen doesn't know where to find Mo Qinghan, he can only go back first.
Seventeen had never doubted Mo Qinghan. He thought, maybe the master has something to do during this time, and in a few days, the master will come to him.
Seventeen decided to go home and wait for news before making other plans.
Walking through the noisy streets and alleys, Seventeen is now on a quiet alley.
The road was extremely secluded, and no sound was heard all around, only the cold wind blew past Seventeen's ears, icy cold to the bones.
There was so much noise on the street just now, and it seemed even more silent here.
And this path is the only way for Seventeen to go home.
Go to the end of the path, turn a turn, and in front of you is the Seventeen Rental House.
Just a few steps away and you will be home, not far away. Seventeen walked slowly, still thinking about what was just now.
Suddenly, Seventeen noticed that there seemed to be something wrong around him, and he stopped.
Seventeen committed things and spent time in prison. During that time, fighting with people was commonplace, and if you didn't pay attention for a while, you would be attacked by others.
To survive in such a difficult environment, one must have a high level of vigilance and a keen response.
If things go on like this, Seventeen's skills get better and better, and his heart gets more and more ruthless.
If anyone else wants to act on Seventeen, Seventeen can be detected in a very short time, and then quickly respond.
Seventeen frowned and looked around.
Seventeen didn't know why he had this idea, but his instinct told him that there was indeed something wrong here.
There was still a lot of silence around, but at this moment, the more quiet, the more irritating.
The air seemed to stagnate at this moment.
Suddenly, Seventeen noticed something, his mind was startled, and he turned around subconsciously and looked up in one direction.
There was a "bang", and an icy bullet broke through the wind, speeding extremely fast, and hitting the heart of Seventeen.
The man's marksmanship was extremely accurate, and his goal was very clear.
Seventeen had no time to think, so he was hit by a bullet, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.
His pupils were slightly enlarged, he fell to the ground suddenly, and immediately stopped breathing.
Lu Huai's men had been following Seventeen. They saw Seventeen falling to the ground and knew that Seventeen had been assassinated.
They quickly looked around, carefully inspected the terrain, and found a restaurant not far away.
Based on the location of the gunfire, after careful analysis, they determined the location of the killer.
So they immediately ran to the restaurant.
The gunfire dissipated, and people walked away, and the silence was restored here.
It was a sharpshooter who killed Seventeen. A few days ago, he received a call.
The person on the other end of the phone didn't say any extra words. He only said that the person who wanted to kill himself was called Seventeen, and he also told him where Seventeen lived.
The person who issued the assassination order hid his name, but the sharpshooter did not feel anything unusual.
Coupled with the extremely generous compensation from the other party, he readily accepted the order.
After observing the terrain, the sharpshooter decided to do it on this day after making sufficient preparations. He waited in an excellent position.
As soon as he saw Seventeen, the sharpshooter immediately aimed at him.
The gunfire sounded and Seventeen fell to the ground.
Seventeen was dead, the sharpshooter smiled, he has never missed it.
The sharpshooter put away his gun, ready to leave.
The sharpshooter walked to the door, opened the door, and immediately noticed something was wrong, he felt as if someone was staring at him.
A thought flashed in his mind. Could it be that the person who ordered him to assassinate him has also found someone to kill him now
The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind, and now he has become the prey of others.
The sharpshooter was extremely remorseful, because he was too careless, otherwise he would not lose his life here.
In an instant, the sharpshooter closed the door quickly, his movements were extremely fast, he wanted to flash back to the room, looking for shelter.
However, the people outside move faster than him.
A bullet hit the sharpshooter's eyebrows, feeling cold, and the sharpshooter fell to the ground before he could think about it.
After a while, Lu Huai's men rushed to this room.
There was a corpse across the door of the room, and a man fell to the ground, a shot in the center of his eyebrow, and his blood was stained on the ground.
The man was of medium build, with an ordinary face, and looked very ordinary.
There was still a gun beside him, and it seemed that he had killed seventeen.
The man's eyes were still open, staring up at the top.
As if he didn't understand until he died, who really wanted his life.
The heart of his men tightened and immediately ran outside the door. If the murderer has not left, he still has a chance to catch the person.
Go to the window and look down. Below is a lively street, with people coming and going and noisy.
As long as the murderer walked downstairs, he would immediately disappear from the crowd, hiding his traces.
Scanning here quickly, no one seems suspicious.
They will never find the murderer again.
It seems that the murderer has been fully prepared.
His brows tightened, and after returning, he reported the incident to Lu Huai.
The subordinate's voice was a bit eager: "San Shao, Seventeen is dead. After we chased it, we found that the person who killed Seventeen was also dead."
Lu Huai had long known that Mo Qinghan would not let go of Seventeen, but he did not expect Mo Qinghan to move so fast.
Whether the killer is Mo Qinghan or not, there is one thing Lu Huai can be sure of.
Mo Qinghan had made a decision long ago that he would not let anyone block his way, so that he would not expose himself.
Every step, Mo Qinghan was extremely cautious.
Lu Huai's expression was indifferent, Mo Qinghan was cruel and deep-minded, and was an extremely difficult person to deal with.
One day, he will catch Mo Qinghan's disguise.
No matter how difficult the opponent is to deal with.
However, Lu Huai knew that he would only win.
…
Many things have been resolved, and in recent days, Shanghai Beach has finally calmed down.
After the cancellation of the black market competition, Hongmen was not as rampant as before. Those who want to move their hands and feet are also afraid of their hands and feet, and they dare not act rashly.
In a few days, Lu Huai was going to a nursing home in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
Winter is here, although Ajiu's body is healthy, there are always some minor illnesses. But the weather was cold, and her condition repeated.
After Lu Huai was busy with the things at hand, he finally had time to see her once.
After making a call to the nursing home, Lu Huai got a report from his subordinates. Ah Jiu is doing very well recently.
Lu Huai suddenly remembered that he had promised Ajiu before that if he had the opportunity, he would let her see Ye Chu.
If he took Ye Chu this time, Ajiu would be very happy.
Lu Huai thought carefully and dialed a series of numbers.
He called Ye Mansion, the bell rang a few times, and Ye Chu picked it up.
Lu Huai said, "Ye Chu."
Ye Chu smiled: "I'm reading a book."
After the two briefly talked a few words, Lu Huai put forward his idea.
Lu Huai: "I will soon go to a nursing home in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."
Ye Chu nodded, "Well, I will wait for you in Shanghai."
She didn't know what Lu Huai was going to do, but she would never ask more, because she would let him keep his privacy.
Lu Huai paused for a while and asked, "Can you come with me?"
Ye Chu was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"
Lu Huai did not hesitate: "I want to show you someone."
Ye Chu didn't answer for the time being. She was thinking about the people around Lu Huai who she had met in her last life.
I don't know who he is going to take her to.
Lu Huai's voice was heavy: "That person is my sister."
Ye Chu was taken aback, she did know that Lu Huai had a younger sister.
But in the previous life, his sister had already died in an accident, and Ye Chu had never seen her.
But in this life, Lu Huai's sister lives in a nursing home in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so something must have happened.
Ye Chu suddenly remembered, and the voice said that there were many changes in this life.
Ye Chu heard from the people in the military mansion that Lu Huai had always taken good care of his sister. Hearing the news of her well-being, Ye Chu's heart relaxed.
The trajectory of this life is different from the previous one, and things seem to have room for reversal to make up for those regrets.
Ye Chu immediately agreed: "I really want to see your sister too."
Lu Huai told Ye Chu about Ajiu's situation: "She is not in good health."
Ye Chu's brows tightened: "What's the matter?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and after hearing the quiet wind, Lu Huai's low voice rang.
"She can't speak now."
Ye Chu's hand clenched the microphone, his expression worried.
She slowly said, "What happened?"
Lu Huai: "I will tell you the specific things in person."
Ye Chu nodded: "Okay."
…
During the weekend, the school was closed. Ye Chu left home early and went to the Peace Hotel to find Lu Huai.
They will go to a nursing home in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to find Ajiu today.
Lu Huai called Su Lan and promised to send Ye Chu back safely.
The black car was driving steadily on the road, and Ye Chu looked out the window. Those roads were very strange. She has never passed this route.
The cold wind roared outside the car windows. They were sitting in the car, the cold air was isolated, and the temperature in the car was not low.
Lu Huai's voice is extremely restrained.
He slowly said what the Lu family had hidden from everyone.
Ye Chu knew how much Lu Huai had to bear. She couldn't help but sink when she looked at his sharp profile face.
She didn't say a word, looked at him quietly, and listened patiently.
Ah Jiu had escaped in a fire, and barely survived her life after first aid.
After several treatments, Ajiu's health improved, but because of her heart disease, she couldn't speak.
In order to protect her, the Lu family placed her in a nursing home...
Lu Huai faintly said, "I hope you can become very good friends."
Both of them are very important to him.
Ye Chu didn't hesitate to think: "It will definitely happen."
Lu Huai looked at Ye Chu with a serious expression on her face, as if she was making a promise.
He lifted the corner of his mouth, and the unpleasant memories that had just disappeared suddenly disappeared in his mind.
As the car drove into the nursing home, Ye Chu looked out the window.
The environment of this sanatorium is elegant and quiet.
The trees stand on both sides of the road, although the leaves are all gone, they are still tall and straight.
The car stopped, and the two got out of the car and entered one of the buildings together. Ye Chu didn't know the way, so he walked beside Lu Huai.
In this corridor, the doors of the room were closed tightly, and they walked straight to the room at the end of the corridor.
The door was hidden, as if waiting for their arrival.
Lu Huai opened the door, and Ye Chu quietly followed him in.
As soon as the door opened, they saw a young girl sitting by the bed, looking in the direction of the door.
When the door opened, Ajiu suddenly smiled when he saw that the person was Lu Huai.
When A Jiu looked at Lu Huai, his eyes quickly fell on the girl behind him.
A Jiu's eyes lit up. She remembered that Lu Huai once told her about a girl, and she said it very carefully.
If Lu Huai would bring a girl to the nursing home, it could only be her.
Ye Chu.
A Jiu looked at Ye Chu, she thought of something, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.
A Jiu first waved to Ye Chu, just like saying hello, very cordial. Then she gestured a word in sign language.
Lu Huai understood the meaning, and he was slightly startled.
Ye Chu couldn't understand sign language, and asked Lu Huai, "Can you explain it?"
Lu Huai didn't answer, Ajiu smiled and looked at him, as if waiting for his explanation.
Lu Huai understood Ajiu's thoughts and did not reveal her.
He slowly opened his mouth: "Ajiu said yes."
Lu Huai turned his head and translated for Ye Chu.
Spit out two words.
"Sister-in-law."
Ye Chu was startled, his face flushed involuntarily.