Hong Kong Police Force Chief

After Zhou Quan made the invitation, his eyes were fixed on Ou Yongen's delicate face.

What made his eyes light up was that Ou Yongen nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"Quentin, you have my number, so I'll wait for your call next weekend!"

Ou Yongen smiled playfully. She had heard her uncle mention the reputation of the West Kowloon Gun God.

Now that she had the opportunity to see him, Ou Yongen certainly didn't want to miss it.

Through Ou Yongen's expression, Zhou Quan could conclude that Ou Yongen really agreed to the invitation sincerely, which made him feel relieved.

The only thing that made Zhou Quan a little dissatisfied was Ou Yongen's address to him.

Zhou Quan always felt a little resistant to the foreign name Quentin.

"Bella, if you don't mind, I hope you can call me by my Chinese name."

Zhou Quan thought about it for a while, and finally chose to obey his heart.

"To be honest, I don't really like the foreigner's way."

He really didn't want the girl he liked to call him by the foreigner's name.

"I'll remember it!"

Ou Yongen nodded slightly, and a very beautiful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Brother Quan?"

As soon as these two syllables fell, Ou Yongen couldn't help but blush.

She walked towards the banquet hall with light steps.

At the same time, Zhou Quan's heart was also heavily rippled.

After a few seconds, he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and quickly caught up with Ou Yongen's back.

This time, the atmosphere between the two was obviously much closer.

They talked and laughed along the way, and they were no longer as boring as before.

Just when the two were close to the door of the banquet hall, Zhou Quan suddenly stopped.

A figure leaning against the wall outside the door attracted Zhou Quan's attention.

"What's the matter, Brother Quan?"

Ou Yongen glanced at the somewhat frail figure and asked Zhou Quan in confusion.

"Nothing, I just saw a kid who was lost in life."

Zhou Quan shook his head slowly and explained with a chuckle.

The frail and lonely figure was Guan Zu, who had met Zhou Quan once before the cocktail party.

At this moment, Guan Zu also saw Zhou Quan and Ou Yongen.

He glanced at them indifferently, then took his eyes off and stepped back into the shadows beside him.

At this moment, he was no longer as dull as he had been when he was following Guan Zhibang.

"He is the child of my elders, I'll go over and take a look."

After a little consideration in his heart, Zhou Quan said to Ou Yongen beside him.

"Brother Quan, I'll go in first!"

Ou Yongen nodded very considerately, and she tilted her head and blinked at Zhou Quan.

After the beautiful young figure disappeared from his sight like a butterfly, Zhou Sir instantly regained his usual demeanor.

He took a step forward and came to Guan Zu with a dragon-like and tiger-like step.

"Are you worried about something, handsome boy!"

With a smile on his lips, Zhou Quan looked at the young and handsome boy in front of him.

"It's none of your business!"

Guan Zu acted very indifferent.

"Do you hate your dad? Do you hate the police?"

Zhou Quan didn't care at all. He had no worries and directly tore open the wound in Guan Zu's heart.

"Puff..."

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and Guan Zu was about to swear.

However, when he thought about where this place was and what the person in front of him was like, he swallowed the swear words back.

Although he was merciful, his expression was even more indifferent, and even sinister.

He clenched his fists, veins popped on the back of his hands, and stared at Zhou Quan.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot due to his anger.

Zhou Sir certainly didn't take the kid's aggressive behavior to heart.

He took out a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes from his pocket, flicked one into his mouth, and handed the pack to Guan Zu.

Zhou Sir doesn't smoke much, but that doesn't mean he doesn't smoke.

Sometimes, a cigarette is a good start for a conversation between men.

The kid in front of him is very rebellious. Although he won't get involved in drugs.

But Zhou Quan doesn't believe he won't get involved in cigarettes and alcohol.

Guan Zu was indifferent to Zhou Quan's actions, and he still stared at Zhou Quan with bloodshot eyes.

Zhou Quan didn't care either, and he lit a Lucky Strike cigarette on his own.

"If your father hadn't had a close relationship with my elders, I wouldn't have paid any attention to you."

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring and blew it directly on Guan Zu's gloomy and cruel face.

Zhou Quan said calmly: "Although your father is also my elder, I actually don't like his way of education."

"But your mother and your grandfather can't change it, let alone us outsiders."

"You may not know that I am proficient in psychology. I can see through your inner thoughts at a glance."

"Based on the hatred that is constantly accumulating in your heart, you will definitely go against your father in the future and become a dangerous person who hates the police force."

Hearing this, a flash of panic flashed across Guan Zu's face, because Zhou Quan directly revealed his inner secret.

He has already made up his mind that as long as he has a chance in the future, he will definitely become an enemy of the police like his father.

"He's still a kid after all!"

Seeing Guan Zu show his timidity so quickly, Zhou Quan couldn't help but smile to himself.

Of course, his outward expression was still calm, or rather indifferent.

"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven!"

Zhou Quan once again handed the lucky cigarette in front of Guan Zu, and he continued to say: "I don't care about your future at all."

"Let go of the need to help others and respect the fate of others."

"I am not Jesus and Mary, nor am I Buddha or Bodhisattva. I cannot save all the people in the world!"

"I only know that if you become a dangerous person, then I will definitely bring you to justice."

"Don't say that your father is just a chief superintendent. Even if he is the first brother, he can't save you."

Having said this, Zhou Quan stared at Guan Zu deeply.

"I'm not you. I haven't experienced your experience, so I can't judge you either."

He blew a smoke ring into Guan Zu's face again and continued to say: "It's just that if I were you."

"I will turn the anger in my heart into the power to force myself forward."

"I am not saying this to advise you to be positive so that you can get your dad's approval."

"The prejudice in people's hearts is a huge mountain, which is difficult to overcome!"

"I just think that if one day you can ride on your dad's head, that would be a very interesting thing."

"For example, when your police rank surpasses that of your father, you can point at his nose and ask him to call you sir."

"Next weekend, I will participate in an IPSC competition. If you are interested, you can come to me."

"I will personally teach you so that you can take revenge on your father!"

After the words fell from his mouth, Zhou Quan raised the box of Haocai cigarettes in his hand.

The expression on Guan Zu's face changed, and he finally took the cigarette at the top of the cigarette box.