Glass after glass of mixed drinks went down.
The scene grew more and more lively.
Five glasses.
Eight glasses.
...
Drinking, sotis you just can’t stop.
In the end,
Everyone at the table had drunk over four catties each, and it wasn’t Baijiu, otherwise they would have been on their knees by now.
"I want to drink more."
One shareholder slurred, shaking the empty bottle in his hand.
"No more, burp... let’s go to the bar, keep drinking, find pretty... girls," Du Qi’s face flushed red, his tongue twisting, as drinking was one of his greatest passions. His second greatest passion was drinking while seeking entertainnt.
Even pushing fifty,
Du Qi felt he still had the edge, and when he couldn’t, wasn’t there the blue pill? A man mustn’t admit defeat, if he’s down, he’s got to get up, though in recent years, the spirit was willing but the flesh was weak.
He would occasionally indulge.
No one at ho minded, Du Qi’s parents had died a long ti ago.
His wife had divorced him and remarried, but thankfully he still had a son, even if the boy only ever asked him for money, nearly thirty and still unmarried, uneducated, but after all, his own flesh and blood.
Hearing about seeking fun,
Everyone got excited.
"Let’s go, all together."
"I want two later."
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"Ha ha, I want three."
"Three? Aren’t you afraid of dying on the bed?"
"I’d be a happy ghost even if I did, I like it, I’ve done four before..."
...
n,
Not very immune to this kind of activity.
Eight of them walked out of the house, arm in arm, singing and dancing, causing passersby to dodge them, seeing them acting crazy drunk in the street, soone even called the police, but the police couldn’t do much, since they weren’t committing cris.
This was the last thing the police wanted to deal with, as it was tough to reason with such people.
"Queens Road West and Queens Road East, from Queens Road East to Queens Road Central..."
A classic tune
Bellowed from Du Qi’s mouth, indistinct words but classic lody, else it would have been a ghost’s wail.
"Good, sounds good." Fan Ming flattered.
At that mont,
A young man wearing a hat ca towards them and suddenly stopped them, shouting: "You’re so annoying, shut up, shout at ho if you have to, this is a public place."
What are drunk people not afraid of?
---Causing trouble.
"What? You dare to insult ?" Du Qi imdiately flared up.
The young man stood his ground, "What’s wrong with scolding you? I’ll hit you too."
"Slap."
Du Qi was the first to be struck, taking a slap, Fan Ming was also pushed to the ground by the young man, crying out in pain, furious inside, with so many of them, how could they be bullied by just one person.
Du Qi angrily retorted: "Fuck you, that motherfucking guy, dares to hit , get him..."
Given the command.
Eight n charged.
The other side wisely... ran off.
"Chase..." Du Qi roared.
Eight n pursued relentlessly.
Having been slapped, it was impossible to let this go.
Before long, they chased into a dimly lit alley, not pausing, they followed a shadow deeper inside, around a corner, and saw a figure in a dead end.
"Hey, hey, kid, you can’t run now," sneered Du Qi.
The person inside flinched.
He backed up fearfully, "What do you want to do?"
But the space here was tight.
He ended up against the wall.
Du Qi said viciously, "What do we want to do? Stop playing dumb, guys, beat him..."
The person inside cowered, pleading continuously, "Ah... help... I’m sorry... please spare ... I shouldn’t have killed her and her daughter, it wasn’t intentional... Ah..."
Drunk.
The eight n brawling did not catch what the beaten man was saying.
Anyway, they felt it was exhilarating to hit.
Du Qi threw so punches, suddenly felt sothing extra in his hand, didn’t notice what it was, thought it was so kind of stick, and started hitting soone in front of him with it. Then, a scream.
"Ah... murder..."
This sudden shout rekindled Du Qi’s rage, "You motherfucker, now you beg for rcy, ah man, my back is killing . Little Fan, take this and hit with it."
"Okay."
Fan Ming, in a daze, took the ’stick’ and started hitting the person in front of him...
A few minutes later.
The person on the ground stopped begging for rcy, they thought he had been knocked unconscious, and they also got bored of hitting.
"Phew... fuck, I’m dead hot, let’s go drink." Due to the dark environnt, they didn’t see the pool of blood on the ground, nor did they know about the blood on their bodies.
Another shareholder said, "Just a few hits and so much sweat, who’s so weak here?"
"Not , I’m pretty tough."
"Not either."
"..."
Staggering.
A dozen minutes later.
They arrived at the entrance of a bar. Along the way, people around them kept their distance, faces filled with terror. Seeing this, Du Qi proudly said, "Looks like my reputation in Jianghu is still intact."
"Haha, who wouldn’t show respect to Qi in this area?"
Just then.
A siren sounded.
The eight hadn’t entered yet.
They were blocked by the quickly arriving police of Hong Kong.
In a daze.
They were taken to the nearest police station.
...
The next day.
Early morning.
Hong Kong.
Major live News broke the story.
Newspaper owner.
Ended up becoming the headline of other newspapers.
Eight senior mbers of Secret News Newspaper, suspected of murder.
Following a report and evidence at the scene, along with fingerprints, eight people were involved in a verbal altercation last night while drunk, chased the victim into a corner, initially beating him, and eventually using controlled knives.
Causing the victim to die from excessive blood loss.
The news spread.
It was all over Hong Kong.
Although Secret News wasn’t the biggest tabloid in Hong Kong, it was ’infamously widespread’, and suddenly, the managent of Secret News was nearly wiped out in one fell swoop, caught up in a drunken murder case.
Now with conclusive evidence.
None could escape.
As the main culprits, with their fingerprints on the knife, Du Qi and Fan Ming wouldn’t be breathing the air of freedom for a long ti, while others, as accomplices, couldn’t avoid imprisonnt.
Although.
Right after Secret News had just exposed Tang Qing’s news, no one thought of Tang Qing, because obviously, it wasn’t a revenge by Tang Qing, who was just drinking and accidentally killed soone.
What does it have to do with Tang Qing?
In their view.
Tang Qing had many ways to handle this.
One, lawsuit, claim for damages.
Two, ask soone to speak out.
Three, pay money to mitigate disaster.
This was clearly an accident.
It was just bad luck for them, a drunken mishap, once again becoming a negative example, becoming promotional material for organizations promoting sobriety. As for these people, no one sympathized, and even more so, the incident took a new turn.
Several shareholders began to bla each other.
They also exposed two intentional murder cases, as well as multiple cases of forced prostitution, illegal imprisonnt, tax evasion, and extortion... In short, they made the headlines.
And the newspaper printed with Tang Qing’s ’unchecked behavior.’
Hadn’t even been distributed.
And it turned into waste paper.
Stored in the warehouse.
Secret News closed down in an avalanche-style manner, so quickly it was hard to believe.
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