In the trunk, the killer woke up.
Immediately afterwards, I felt that there was one missing tooth in my mouth. It was the denture that was hiding something.
There was a ball of rag stuffed in his mouth. Even if the 'dentures' were still there, he couldn't commit suicide.
This is just a precaution.
Because the assassination of Zhang Shangxun was a big deal.
With the current assets of Taixun Group, it is no exaggeration to say that killing Zhang Shangxun will
It's no different than killing the big boss.
The sensation was even greater.
Originally this was a perfect plan, there would be no surprises.
result……
Thinking of Zhang Shangxun's weird movement and speed, strong fear appeared in the killer's eyes.
Although you are always prepared to die if you fail, you don’t have to die!
He is not an emotionless robot.
Not only was his mouth gagged, but his hands and feet were also tied. What was even more troublesome was that his body was numb and he couldn't exert himself.
The car is not moving, it should not be running...
But soon, the killer felt the car move.
"Move, move, move..."
It moves very rhythmically, like slowly passing through a speed bump.
Rock music came to mind involuntarily.
The car's shaking lasted for more than half an hour and finally stopped.
After a few minutes, normal driving started.
After about half an hour, the car stopped again.
Soon, the trunk opened.
A dazzling light shone on the killer's face.
The killer couldn't help but close his eyes.
Then, he was dragged out of the trunk.
After opening his eyes this time, what appeared in his eyes was a dimly lit small house made of bricks and stones.
There are four people in the room.
Three young people and a fat middle-aged man.
The killer was placed on a chair.
"Tell me, who asked you to do this?"
The middle-aged man took the rag out of the killer's mouth and asked.
The killer lowered his head and said nothing.
He knew that he would definitely die, and even if he told him, it would be a dead end.
"Ah!"
The middle-aged fat man snorted coldly, raised his hand and said, "Serve him, don't kill him."
…
"Brother Shang Xun, where are you?"
Outside the room, Zhang Shangmei, standing next to Lin Feng, asked curiously.
At this time, Lin Feng was leaning on the car and smoking.
Before he could answer, Zhang Shangmei heard a shrill scream coming from the room.
The sound made Zhang Shangmei shrink back in fright.
Lin Feng said calmly: "In the slum area, Taixun Real Estate, a subsidiary of Taixun Group, has taken over this land and is preparing to build a building. The people here have already moved away."
"oh!"
Zhang Shangmei nodded.
She also imitated Lin Feng and wanted to lean on the car.
Unexpectedly, the pain started as soon as my butt drum touched the car body.
"Hiss~"
Zhang Shangmei gritted her teeth and took a deep breath.
It fell when I came here. It fell hard, yes.
There were some things that Zhang Shangmei knew she shouldn't ask, so she listened to the screams coming from the room and remained silent.
Ten minutes later, a middle-aged fat man came out.
After arriving in front of Lin Feng, he lowered his head and said: "President, that guy has been recruited. It's..."
For the next words, the middle-aged fat man leaned into Lin Feng's ear and whispered.
Lin Feng nodded and sneered.
He originally thought that other chaebol bosses were instigating this.
Unexpectedly, it was a guy Lin Feng knew.
An old man who thinks he is awesome.
In Lin Feng's impression, this person was just like the Han he had seen before, the character Zhao Yiyuan in my life again.
Coincidentally, that person's surname is also Zhao.
It's a pity that this TV series was good in the early stage, but fell apart in the later stage...
After Lin Feng came to his senses, he asked the middle-aged fat man, "Are you sure?"
The fat middle-aged man nodded and said: "President, I am very sure. In fact, I know this person..."
The fat man revealed the identity of the killer.
As the leader of the top social gang in Han Country, Fatty knew many people.
The relationship between killers and social gangs is close.
"He doesn't dare to lie because we know his wife, children, parents..."
After the fat man finished speaking, Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder and said calmly: "Just deal with it!"
After saying that, he opened the door and got in the car.
After starting the car, Lin Feng looked at the time. It happened to be eight o'clock in the evening.
After the car drove for a while, Zhang Shangmei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said: "Brother Shangxun, you have to be careful. You have ruined the good deeds of too many people during this time..."
Zhang Shangmei reminded Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded, "Don't worry! I came out alone this time just to lure these people into taking the bait."
Lin Feng drove Zhang Shangmei to where she parked her car.
It was several hundred meters away from where the truck exploded.
By this time the car fire had been put out.
Many people gathered around there.
After Zhang Shangmei got off the car, she drove away in her sports car.
Lin Feng put on leather gloves, got out of the car, walked a short distance, and smashed the window of a car parked on the roadside.
Opened the door and got in the car.
Then he drove the car to where Zhao Yiyuan lived.
Lin Feng never takes revenge overnight.
The reason why it took so long for Cui Minyu to be finished is because there are benefits to keeping Cui Minyu.
But Zhao Yiyuan is different.
Letting your social workers do it may not necessarily succeed, and it will take a long time.
While the car was driving, Lin Feng remembered the meeting with Yiyuan Zhao some time ago.
The old man was in his early sixties, with a rosy face and a kind smile on his face.
Zhao Yiyuan proposed tactfully and asked Lin Feng to support him.
That is to provide him with a large amount of funds for his arrangement.
Moreover, we have to cooperate with him at ordinary times...
To put it bluntly, it is to be a dog behind him.
The benefit Lin Feng got was...Zhao Yiyuan would not embarrass him.
That's all.
For Lin Feng, this matter was nothing to discuss.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yiyuan was so decisive.
If they can't attack Lin Feng's Taixun Group by other means in a short period of time, then they will simply destroy him personally.
…
same moment.
Zhao Yiyuan was sitting in the study drinking tea.
His expression looked very calm, but when he picked up the tea cup, he could see the tea water fluctuating slightly.
Zhao Yiyuan sent a killer to deal with the rising Zhang Shangxun after careful consideration.
First of all, Zhang Shangxun is the only one in charge of the Zhang family. The other members of the Zhang family are either locked up or incompetent.
As long as Zhang Shangxun dies, the Taixun Group will collapse instantly like the Cui family.
He doesn't need to do anything later, and other chaebols will pounce on him like sharks smelling blood.
The Taixun Group will be crushed soon.
And the manpower he deployed in advance can reap the benefits.
This method would not work for other families.
Unless like the Cui family, they died in one breath.
With Zhao Yiyuan's ability, it is far from reaching this point.
The Zhang family is small, power is concentrated, and Zhang Shangxun is young... These are Zhang Shangxun's biggest weaknesses in Zhao Yiyuan's mind.
Before the cup of tea was finished, Zhao Yiyuan's assistant, a woman in her thirties with a good appearance and figure, came over.
"Any news?"
Zhao Yiyuan asked.
The woman shook her head and said: "The assassination has occurred, but we don't know the specific circumstances yet."
Zhao Yiyuan said: "Tell them to hurry up. I want to know the answer within an hour."
"yes!"
The woman turned and left.
Time passes slowly.
For Zhao Yiyuan, he has never felt that time would pass so slowly after living for more than sixty years.
In order to pass the time, Zhao Yiyuan picked up a book and started reading.
It is also the classic masterpiece Water Margin from a great Eastern country.
Although it was not the first time to watch it, Zhao Yiyuan quickly became addicted to it.
He was watching Chapter 24.
Suddenly, the light in the room dimmed.
Zhao Yiyuan asked without raising his head: "What news is coming from over there? Is anyone dead?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yiyuan did not hear the answer.
Looking up, Hun'er was almost frightened.
What appeared in front of him was Zhang Shangxun with a smile on his face.
For a moment, Zhao Yiyuan didn't know whether he saw a person or a ghost.
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