The headlights turned off almost simultaneously.
The glare at first made my eyes sting, and the next moment it was dark, even making me feel a little blind.
After finally recovering, he found that Liu Wensan's complexion had fallen.
He held the wine glass and looked at the car with slightly squinted eyes.
The car door opened, and a lot of people got out, at least fifty or sixty.
From the Lexus at the front, an old man in his sixties and wearing a thin jacket stepped out. His gray hair was combed back and he looked very energetic. He casually reached out and pulled out a chair to sit down.
I clearly felt that since he came out, the fishermen around him and the people on the boats doing business in the river have become a lot more nervous.
Only then did I realize that there was another person beside the old man, wasn't he Feng Qu? Feng Qu had no expression on his face, and he glanced at us twice. I didn't know what it meant.
"Feng Zhirong, Code Master Feng, the battle is not small." Liu Wen took a sip of wine and said calmly.
My heart skipped a beat, and all of a sudden, I remembered who this Feng Zhirong was.
In the past, when the country was still underdeveloped, Neiyang City was a small town that lived by the river. The docks on the Yangtze River were all built by powerful bosses or chambers of commerce.
In the end, it was all acquired by a large consortium, and the boss behind the consortium was Feng Zhirong.
Almost no one in Neyang City doesn’t know him! Because the entire dock in Yangjiang belongs to him, Feng Zhirong!
More than ten years ago, people who worked on the docks or on merchant ships had to pay Feng Zhirong a fee.
There is a toll station for cars passing by, and there is Feng Pier for boats going down the river! In order to maintain the stability of the dock, Feng Zhirong also maintained many people on his hands.
Afterwards, Neiyang City developed, and the superiors came forward and spent a lot of money to buy out the docks from Feng Zhirong.
He gradually faded away at the riverside dock...
With my heart beating, I finally realized what was going on.
The young master of the Feng Qu family is actually Feng Zhirong’s son!
No wonder Liu Wensan would say that when Young Master Feng fell into Yangjiang, no matter what he was doing, he had to come over and help catch him! The Feng family does have this ability and the qualifications!
At this moment, Feng Zhirong came in person, which also explained a problem.
Liu Wensan didn’t pick anyone up! He will come here on his own!
The purpose of bringing so many people is self-evident...
"This is not the card of me, Feng, but of you, the Yangjiang body fisherman. Liu Wensan, please set a price. As long as you fish my son ashore. I can afford the money, and I will not let you into the water any more than any other company." few."
Feng Zhirong said calmly.
Liu Wensan peeled a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth, then picked up a chopstick to rinse the meat, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.
"Sixteen, eat meat. When mutton is old, it becomes wood and it doesn't taste good."
He ignored Feng Zhirong at all, which made me sweat a little.
Are you afraid? Dozens of people are waiting here. Feng Zhirong used to be the local emperor of Yangjiang. If he gets impulsive today, Liu Wensan and I will be in serious trouble.
Of course, after following Liu Wensan for so long, I also trust him.
I picked up a piece of meat and ate it. I didn't care about the firewood and swallowed it whole.
Liu Wensan ate with gusto, and his face was shiny. Soon the pot of meat was gone and the wine was bottomed out.
Obviously, the atmosphere at this moment is becoming more and more depressing.
Those dozens of people had angry expressions on their faces, and some even had something to say in their hands!
Feng Zhirong then said: "Are you full?"
Liu Wensan burped and then said: "Full means full, half meat and half angry. You, Feng Zhirong, are more powerful than me, Liu Wensan. Do these dozens of people come here and want to force me to go to the river?"
"But let me make it clear to you, man, I fished all night yesterday and couldn't catch it."
"When I have time and opportunity, I will get your son here, but not now. I want to live for a few more years."
With that said, Liu Wensan stood up and shouted: "Sixteen, go call your Aunt Cai. Let's go back to Liuhe Village to rest for a while."
My heart was pounding and I was about to call He Caier.
Immediately, several people came over and directly surrounded our table.
Feng Zhirong's expression remained unchanged and he said: "My son must go ashore today. Otherwise, no one will be able to leave."
Liu Wensan was extremely angry and laughed back: "Haha, then I really don't know who will go into the water to fish them out. You can go to the corpse fishing team. I, Liu Wensan, don't have that ability."
"Sixteen, show this Feng Zhirong, too. He wants to force your Third Uncle Wen into the water and kill your Third Uncle Wen. How many days can he survive before he suffers retribution?"
To be honest, besides being scared, I also felt very unhappy.
Feng Zhirong is indeed rich and powerful, and even more powerful.
But what's going on?
Furthermore, Uncle Wen spent the whole night in the river yesterday, and it is true that no one can get him out. This is not a matter of money.
We can't force him to go down and die in Yangjiang? !
I looked at Feng Zhirong's face intently, but found that I couldn't see anything unexpected.
He has a good face and good bones, but he still looks like he will live to be a hundred years old...
I said unnaturally: "Uncle Wen... he shouldn't have any retribution... he can live a long time..."
This is completely subconscious.
"..." Liu Wensan glared at me.
At the same time, Feng Zhirong suddenly raised his hand.
My heart was shocked, and I subconsciously took out the hammer. If we really wanted to fight, we would definitely not be able to defeat us, but with the hammer in my hand, I would definitely have to drag a few people with me on my back.
Even staring at Feng Zhirong, I still wanted to rush forward. If I catch him, I won't be able to fight him, right?
The thought was just a fleeting thought, but in the end, those people didn't show any intention of taking action.
Instead, Feng Qu turned around and got into the car, lifted a wooden pallet from the car and placed it on the table in front of Liu Wensan and me.
Feng Zhirong raised his hand and lifted up the white cloth on the wooden tray.
What came into sight was a green linen jacket, a pair of linen trousers, and a bunch of ropes that seemed to be broken.
There was a divination knife covered with rust marks placed on it.
The wooden pallet was very large, almost one meter long, and the fortune-telling knife was also extremely heavy.
Although it is rusty, the blade is still sharp and the back of the blade is very broad.
In addition, there are some small objects, a bell similar to the one Liu Wensan gave me, and some peach wood nails.
At that time, Liu Wensan's expression changed.
He suddenly took two steps forward, directly in front of the tray, pressing the table tightly, his eyes were red.
"Why are these things where you are?"
Obviously, these are the belongings of the corpse hunter, but I always feel that this guy's clothes and clothes look much better than Liu Wensan's.
Especially that divination knife exuded an evil aura.
Liu Wensan didn't have such a big knife, it was just a dagger for his mouth, and the bell he gave me was broken.
I even feel that Liu Wensan has many things that are incomplete.
He is indeed a very powerful corpse hunter!
But if you compare it with me now, he is very capable and knows a lot, but his equipment is not as good as mine, a stupid young man who has just learned how to connect to the vagina.
The corpse hunter is also a very powerful profession, so there is no reason for him to have such shabby utensils.
A string of rope, a set of linen clothes, a knife, a bell...
Liu Wen went into the river three times, always as if he was fighting with his bare arms.
"With these things, you should be able to go down the river."
Feng Zhirong did not answer Liu Wensan's words, but still talked about the issue of going down the river.
Liu Wensan remained silent.
Feng Zhirong spoke again: "Didn't you tell Lao Guo today that Yangjiang has become uneasy these days?"
"It is best not to go out to fishermen or fishing boats in the entire Yangjiang River, let alone to do business on the water, to avoid further deaths."
"Lao Guo is just the captain of the corpse-recovering team. He has no ability to handle this matter well. There is no one above him to communicate with, and few fishermen and business people will listen to him."
"But someone should listen to me, Feng Zhirong."
"I, a group of more than fifty people, will be stationed on the edge of Yangjiang from today on! Anyone who dares to go down will be sent to the hospital first to be recuperated. I will pay for any medical expenses! If the boat is damaged, I will pay you any compensation!"
"Liu Wensan, I have only one request, I want my son to come ashore!"
"As long as you get my son ashore, not only will these things be available to you, I can also give them to you directly."
"I know what you want most, I want you to use my son's body in exchange!"
