Ye Chenghui walked out of the phone booth. It was getting dark. Old Chen's house was in the suburbs, but it was not deserted. There would be many vendors setting up stalls on this street at night. He happened to be hungry, so he sat down at a stall by the side of the road He wanted to eat something to fill his stomach.
After all, for the once glorious lawyer, these recent days were too difficult to endure.
Although he did not have to worry about food and drink at old Chen's house, his heart had been tormented. He knew that Mo Huichen was such a person. When he was still working at the Mo family, Mo Zhi handed over a demolition case to Mo Huichen for the first time.
Mo Huichen accepted it with a smile.
Three days later, he reported the results of the demolition to Mo Zhi.
Mo Zhi was very satisfied.
However, Ye Chenghui had a lot of acquaintances in the legal world. He was very clear about what Mo Huichen had done back then.
However, he was the MO family's lawyer. He absolutely couldn't betray the MO family. Although he felt aggrieved, he still didn't make a sound.
That night, Mo Huichen found the demolition team and the triad members and directly bulldozed the houses of those holdouts who refused to demolish the houses.
Before they bulldozed the houses, they dragged all the residents out. First, they beat them up and made them watch their houses being bulldozed. Finally, they threw the demolition agreement in front of them and asked them if they would sign it. If they signed it, they would still have money If they didn't sign it, they would try to fight against the MO family, the most powerful family in Hong Kong?
Of course, everyone chose to sign it.
However, the next day, one of the residents, an old man, was hospitalized because of the violent beating the night before yesterday. He died three days later.
After Mo Yu found out about that incident, she told Ye Chenghui not to tell Mo Zhi. She also asked Ye Chenghui to send someone to send five million yuan of pension to that family. Only then did this matter be suppressed.
Ever since then, Ye Chenghui did not have a good impression of Mo Huichen. Although he always had a warm and gentle smile in front of Mo Zhi and Mo Yu, he did not seem to do any harm at all.
However, in reality, Mo Huichen's heart was more vicious than anyone else.
As long as it was beneficial to him, even if it was a relative, he could kill them coldly and mercilessly.
The reason why Ye Chenghui ran away was because he felt that Mo Huichen was most likely responsible for Mo Yu's death.
If he could not carry out the master and Madam's last wishes before his death, then he would be letting down the master and Madam who were now in the Netherworld.
"Sir, your cart noodles are ready! "
A fragrant smell assailed his nostrils. Ye Chenghui picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat when he suddenly saw two familiar figures walking over from the corner of his eyes.
Weren't these two punks who were playing cards at the entrance of the alley just now?
What a coincidence, they came to the stall to eat noodles too?
Ye Chenghui originally thought so, but when he noticed that the focus of their gazes was on him, the bowl of chaizai noodles became difficult to swallow.
Ye Chenghui still hoped that he was thinking too much, but when he stood up from the stall, the two people also stood up.
When he walked from the stall to the roadside, they also followed him to the roadside.
Ye Chenghui sensed that something was wrong, so he walked to a corner and began to run wildly... ...
As expected, the two people also started to run. Ye Chenghui was old, so he could not run fast. Not long after, he began to gasp for breath. He supported his knees with his hands and could not move a single step.