Chapter Forty-Seven Broken, pierced! Huaxia Book Library Net

  Ye Haodong smelled something strange and took a closer look, only to find that Gong Baoqiang had urinated in his pants. He laughed and scolded: "It's actually this kind of rascal who has been the head of the Handan underworld for nearly ten years, bullying men and women, doing all sorts of evil things, and even got the nickname 'Underground Police Chief'."

  Gong Baoqiang, notorious for his cruel reputation, turned out to be such a coward. Ye Haodong's torture had lost its appeal to him, perhaps because he wasn't the type of person who enjoyed torturing others at heart. When Ye Haodong resisted strongly, Gong couldn't bring himself to continue; when Ye became submissive, Gong found it uninteresting.

  Ye Haodong stood up and said to Bao Lijiang and Yang Junhu: "Break all the tendons of Gong Baqiang's hands and feet, find a way to hand over his men to the public security organs, tell Old Zhu and Song Shu that side to act quickly, and make sure to settle the case of Gong Zhiyong and Gong Baqiang's collusion in power and money before tomorrow. According to their method of making trouble, if there are no big shots covering them up, it's estimated that the case would have been solved long ago. Our actions are slow, and the cooked duck may fly away."

  Gong Baoqiang's hands and feet were all broken by someone and he was hung outside the door of Keluoyan Inn in Handan. Early in the morning, sanitation workers and early risers were the first to find this dying man. Everyone stopped to watch, but no one called the police or dialed 120.

  The day before Ye Haodong's revenge action unfolded, a letter of accusation signed by Lin Zichang, deputy secretary of Handan City Discipline Inspection Commission, was delivered to several key departments including the Provincial Party Committee Discipline Inspection Commission and the Provincial Public Security Department. The letter accused Gong Zhiyong of shielding his son Gong Baoqiang's illegal activities, including rape and other crimes.

  Immediately after, Ru Zhixin, the deputy director of the Handan Public Security Bureau's Criminal Police Brigade, reported that Gong Baoguang's Violet Nightclub was selling drugs, and materials showing that Gong Zhiyong and Director Fan Chengwei were colluding with him to provide a protective umbrella. Cao Guoping, Secretary of the Hebei Provincial Politics and Law Committee, was outraged when he heard the news and immediately reported it to the Provincial Party Secretary.

  On the same day that Ye Haodong hung Gong Baqiang at the gate of Keluoxiang, the provincial party committee quickly organized a team to form the Handan Anti-Corruption Special Case Group and rushed to Handan.

  Under the strong supervision of the Provincial Party Committee and with the secret promotion of people with a conscience, more than a dozen cadres who grasped direct evidence stood out to expose the crimes of Gong Baoqiang's underworld organization. The dark cloud that had shrouded Handan for over a decade was finally torn open. Soon after, some major cases involving extreme public hatred were reported and quickly cracked. Batch after batch of underworld thugs with extreme public hatred were taken away by police cars. Members of the special case team immediately conducted surprise interrogations of these people. As one piece of thrilling news after another came in, it was first discovered that a large quantity of drugs and girls who had been forced into prostitution after being detained were found at Gong Baoqiang's old haunt, the Violet Nightclub. Then, a large amount of US dollars and high-priced jewelry with unknown origins were seized from Gong Zhiyong's home. The five-day battle yielded fruitful results, but also shocked all members of the special case team.

  Throughout the trial process, a total of 15 leaders and cadres from Handan's political and legal system were arrested, including three deputy department-level officials and the rest were deputy section-level or above. Nineteen members of the underworld were suspected of drug trafficking, twenty-five violent criminals were suspected of hiring hitmen or personally participating in murder, and thirty-eight people were suspected of rape. Batch after batch of petitioners gathered outside Handan Public Security Bureau to report grievances, and within five days, more than 300 cases of civil disputes involving criminal offenses such as beatings, insults, and robbery were formally accepted, including fifteen cases that resulted in death!

  Gong Baoqiang was not taken down until the afternoon of the same day by the task force personnel who rushed to Handan, and at this moment, Gong Baoqiang, the former underground public security chief of Handan, had been dead for a long time. The task force soon clarified the case of Gong Baoqiang's death. According to the report from the "enthusiastic masses", a group of robbers robbed the cashier of Gong Baoqiang's Violet Nightclub yesterday, and then Gong Baoqiang was found missing. The police found a letter written in Russian on Gong Baoqiang's body. After translation, it was confirmed that this was a robbery and revenge murder case against Gong Baoqiang, which was carefully planned by someone who provided inside information to an overseas criminal gang. The mastermind of the whole case was Luo Mou, the financial officer of Violet Nightclub, who had already died in the robbery action.

  By now, the entire Handan City's anti-blackmail and anti-corruption case has been completely solved. All suspects have been arrested except for foreign robbery gang members who are still at large.

  The influence displayed by the Song family in this action once again made Ye Haodong see the power of privilege.

  After solving the Handan problem, Ye Haodong bid farewell to Zhu Mingyu and others with Bao Lijiang and Yang Junhu, and set foot on the northward journey. He not only has to work hard for the promise three years later, but also plan for his own life path in the future. To this end, he thought of a partner, Zhang Tianpeng, the red-haired young master.

  One month later.

  Early in the morning, on the train to Haicheng. Ye Haodong sat on the berth staring blankly at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window. Bao Li was lying on the upper berth opposite him, engrossed in reading "The Legend of the Condor Hero". Yang Junhu's snoring echoed through the carriage, while a middle-aged man living on the lower berth opposite Ye Haodong was flipping pancakes back and forth on his berth. This had been going on for a whole night, and under the charm of Yang Junhu's snoring, this gentleman obviously couldn't sleep.

  The scenery outside the window was receding, and Ye Haodong's thoughts flew back to the past month at home in Gangcheng. His mother had been cooking up a storm every day, his pregnant sister-in-law and second brother were lovingly affectionate, his eldest brother rushed to work for a foreign company every day, the air in Gangcheng was filled with the smell of coal smoke in the morning, and Jiang Lan's words on the phone were flashing. Thinking of these things, Ye Haodong was filled with fighting spirit. Everyone's life was like this train rolling forward, the scenery around him was like a fleeting passerby in life. After the destination, there would be another destination, what Ye Haodong valued more was the process of experiencing the sweet and sour taste of life brought by each journey. Just like appreciating the scenery outside the window.

  What will be waiting for him at the next stop?

  The train let out a long whistle, echoing through the entire Harbin Railway Station platform. After the train stopped, Ye Haodong and his two companions followed the crowd of people getting off the train, walking forward in an orderly manner. As the crowd began to disperse and the density between them gradually weakened, Yang Junhu, who had been dazed for a while, suddenly became alert and stood in front of Ye Haodong. Bao Lijiang also sensed something was amiss at this time. Unbeknownst to them, there were no longer any elderly women or children around the three of them; instead, they were surrounded by a group of young men with unknown backgrounds.

  A assassination plan against Ye Haodong begins on the platform of Harbin Railway Station.

  A young man with short hair and a black jacket flashed a cold light in his hand, and a three-edged military dagger stabbed towards Ye Haodong like a poisonous snake. Yang Junhu's eyes were quick to react, and he shouted loudly as he grabbed the blade of the three-edged military dagger, stopping it just an inch away from Ye Haodong's back. At the same time, Ye Haodong's hands had also grasped another military dagger that was stabbing towards him. The blade of the three-edged military dagger wasn't fast, and Yang Junhu's thick-skinned and fleshy hand grabbed hold of it, then swiftly snatched it away, causing the black-jacketed man to lose his grip on the dagger. As Yang Junhu turned around with the momentum of snatching the dagger, he dodged another military dagger that was stabbing towards him from behind. At the same time, the military dagger in his hand stabbed into the chest of another person who was attempting to sneak up on Ye Haodong from behind. Blood splattered everywhere! The special blood groove on the three-edged military dagger was designed for assassination, making it difficult to stop the bleeding.

  The people around were shocked by Yang Junhu's agility and bravery, and the encirclement was loosened. Yang Junhu and Bao Ligang took advantage of the situation to back each other up, sandwiching Ye Haodong in between. The three men stood in a triangular formation, each turning their backs to the others. The people surrounding them were clearly well-trained, twelve young and vigorous men, one had already fallen, but the remaining eleven did not show any signs of weakness, each holding a trident, staring at the three with tiger-like eyes, waiting for an opportunity to strike. This iron-blooded ferocity was obviously beyond the scope of small-time hooligans, and the weapons they used also revealed that these people were no ordinary folk. Ye Haodong looked at the situation before him, his heart sinking to the bottom.

  What kind of person can mobilize this level of assassin to assassinate himself? And who is the one who leaked his own whereabouts? Ye Haodong is not thinking about who did it now, he is thinking why that person wants to do so. He and him have no conflict of interest, on the contrary, their relationship has been good, he really has no reason to do so, what is all this for or is there still a hidden story behind this matter?

  Time flies quickly and slowly, for the killers, they feel that only a blink of an eye has passed, and more than half of the planned 10-minute action time has already passed. For Ye Haodong and his two companions, these few minutes are no less than several months or years. When time is related to life and death, Einstein's theory of relativity stands even more firmly.

  A loud and clear gunshot suddenly rang out, a military jeep rushed into the platform like a headless fly. The driver fired warning shots while driving the jeep towards the killers. Eleven assassins simultaneously chose to retreat, they ran in an orderly manner in one direction, where there was a van waiting to pick them up at any time. Now it's not worth doing anything, these people wisely chose to withdraw immediately.

  The platform was left with only a Jeep that had screeched to a halt, Ye Haodong and two other people, as well as a cold corpse on the ground. Zhang Tianpeng jumped down from the Jeep, his face red like a monkey's buttocks, walking unsteadily. The anxious expression on his face was not feigned.

  Yang Junhu felt a sharp pain in his lower body near the thigh after he relaxed, it turned out that when he grabbed the triangular military dagger that was stabbed towards Ye Haodong's back, he was also stabbed by an assassin.

  Outside the emergency room of the hospital, Ye Haodong and Zhang Tianpeng, who was still dizzy, waited anxiously. Before long, Bao Lijiang walked out with his freshly bandaged hand. This guy had just been stabbed in the palm by a triangular bayonet for Ye Haodong's sake. Ye Haodong approached him with concern and asked, "How is it?" Bao Lijiang shook his head lightly and said in a low voice, "It's nothing serious, didn't hurt any tendons, all flesh wounds, just not easy to heal."

  Ye Haodong sat down with a sense of relief, but then stood up again in worry, looking at the emergency room door. Fifteen minutes later, Yang Junhu was wheeled out, having lost too much blood and fainted on the way to the hospital. The doctor responsible for stitching him up came out and asked, "Who is the patient's family member?"