Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095

Ye Zhimeng didn't expect it either.

As soon as I arrived here, I met the man who appeared with Weiming in the surveillance video.

"You...are you here to find me?" Wang Hu stuttered.

In my mind, thoughts have started running around.

Could it be that there is another secret behind his life experience?

Isn't he the illegitimate son of some wealthy family?

"Have you seen this person?" Mike took out Akun's photo and directly confronted Wang Hu.

Wang Hu was stunned.

Good guy.

Isn't this their unnamed eldest brother?

Remember https://m in one second.

"No...no." Wang Hu shook his head, "Who is this? Is it your relative or your enemy?"

Ye Zhimeng looked at Wang Hu.

His mood was too obvious.

The acting is really poor.

Ye Zhimeng was immediately convinced that he must have met A Kun.

"Relative." Ye Zhimeng replied without hesitation, "He was murdered a few months ago and disappeared after his car crashed into the sea. Today my daughter saw you and your friends in the hospital, and she was sure it was him. So I came here."

She didn't beat around the bush.

Get straight to the point.

"Relatives?" Surprise flashed across Wang Hu's face, and then he immediately restrained himself as if he was afraid of exposing something, "I've never seen him, but do you have any proof that you are relatives? After all, there is the possibility of seeking revenge. ..."

Ye Zhimeng said nothing.

From the phone, I pulled out a group photo.

Passed it to Wang Hu again: "This is a group photo of our family."

Wang Hu quickly found A Kun from the photo who looked completely different from him now. It was obvious to the naked eye that he was a ruthless person.

"You...you wait here!"

Wang Hu finished speaking.

He forgot to take the meat, so he ran back.

"Chelsea..." Mike also realized that this person was suspicious. He obviously knew Brother Akun.

Could it be...

When he saw the other party running away, he looked at Ye Zhimeng anxiously.

"Wait."

Ye Zhimeng's expression was calm.

Next to him, the owner of the braised pork stall was so frightened that he didn't even dare to show his anger.

"Uncle, your seasoning is so fragrant. It's very similar to the braised pork I had when I was a kid." At this time, Ye Zhimeng suddenly looked at him, "Are you from Rongcheng?"

The owner of the braised pork stall was stunned.

"Yes, madam, are you from Rongcheng too?"

As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, his eyes well up with tears.

The uncle is not afraid anymore.

"I grew up in Rongcheng." Ye Zhimeng replied.

"That's a good relationship. My spicy oil is a skill passed down from our ancestors. It's very fragrant. Just wait. I'll get you a jar. When you take it home, whether it's mixed with meat or noodles, it's the same stuff you ate when you were a kid. The smell!"

say.

The uncle enthusiastically took out a large can of spicy oil from under his stall.

He lifted the lid.

The aroma spread immediately.

Ye Zhimeng swallowed.

"Then I won't be polite to you."

"We're all fellow villagers, why are you so polite!" The uncle said, selecting, took a clean non-woven bag, and put the jar of spicy oil in it.

Mike gestured to the bodyguard behind him.

The other person stepped forward and took the jar.

7 floors above.

Still laughing.

Wang Hu broke through the door and entered.

Everyone was startled: "Huzi, what are you doing? I was so scared that I spilled half my beer!"

"Brother, come down with me quickly!"

Wang Hu reached out to pull Weiming.