"Tell me why I haven't dragged Wang Qingyun into the water yet. If you dare to tell a lie, they will be your fate."
In front of the gorgeous incense hall, a bloody scene is taking place.
Wu Xiong's two capable men lay bloody on the ground, their faces covered with whip marks and blackened marks.
Gang leader Yu Deshui picked up the cold Rockber pistol and pointed it at Wu Xiong's head with cold eyes.
Today, Yu Deshui was slapped hard by Liu Jian, who asked him if he had captured Wang Qingyun. A large-scale drug trade case was solved two days ago, and now Wang Bingyi is ready to take a step forward.
In addition to his anger, a cold chill ran across his back. Wang Bingyi hated himself to the core. Once Wang Bingyi really reached a higher level, his protective umbrella might no longer be able to intervene.
Thinking that the foundation he had worked hard for all his life would be destroyed at any time, Yu Deshui led his people and directly arrested Wu Xiong and took him to the Xiangtang to enforce the family law.
The tops of two rows of high-burning red candles were trembling with flames, like two dying men on the ground. They had always seen others being treated like this by the gang leader, and today it was about to happen to him. Wu Xiong knelt on the ground, trembling.
"Help... Gang leader, I promise, as long as you give me the last three days, I will definitely take down Wang Qingyun!"
Bang!
The bullet flew into the head of the man next to him.
Thump - puff.
A stream of bright red plasma exploded on the ground, drawing out a three-meter-long line of blood.
"Wu Xiong, you have become bolder as the hall leader in the past two years. Even I want to hide it, right? I heard that you and Wang Qingyun are discussing some big business. Do you want to lock me in? The Canglang Gang is your?"
Click——
Yu Deshui pulled the trigger and stood up suddenly. The moment the clear sound of mechanical sliding sounded, the muzzle of the gun was already on Wu Xiong's head.
"Gang Leader, I...I don't have it!"
Boom-boom-boom
Wu Xiong kowtows crazily.
"Godfather, how could my son betray you? I sent them to follow Wang Qingyun today, but I didn't expect to lose him. Godfather, when did my son lie to you?"
Bang!
There was another gunshot, and there was another blood flower on the ground. The men on the side dragged the person back sensibly, and pulled out two terrifying "red carpets" on the ground.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the sound of explosions stung Wu Xiong's ears.
Yu Deshui took back the gun in an understatement: "I want to hear the whole truth. This is the third shot."
The candlelight illuminated the altar, and Mr. Guan's eyes were filled with gold, glaring angrily at all the dirt under the sandalwood table, but he could only watch.
The mechanical sound of the trigger being pulled sounded again. Wu Xiong didn't dare to bet that De Shui wouldn't shoot. He was afraid.
"Dad, let me tell you!"
Yu Deshui ignored him and continued to press down. An exaggerated resounding sound was heard. Yu Deshui showed a sarcastic expression, as if to say, I knew you would be cowardly, so I didn't even release the extra bullets.
He sat back on the Taishi's chair and took a sip of Tieguanyin before Yu Deshui spoke.
"Tell me, what's the big business?"
"Dad, Wang Qingyun said that the shanty towns were to be demolished, and he knew where they were. I have been looking for where this location is these days."
Excitement flashed in Yu Deshui's eyes. He was very familiar with the matter of demolition. Back then, he had become rich by contracting demolition projects.
The money used for local demolition and reconstruction is at least hundreds of millions. To build a new city, multiply it several times, and finally sell it, it will be another sum.
The corner of Yu Deshui's mouth curled up slightly, "Humph, it turns out that money and silk moved people's hearts, and they wanted to monopolize this demolition."
"You have to implement the demolition for me tomorrow. As for dragging Wang Qingyun into the water, this cannot be left behind. If it cannot be done in three days, I will let someone else do it for you."
"yes!"
Wu Xiong gritted his teeth and prostrated respectfully on the ground.
It's all my fault for being a coward and not seizing this opportunity, damn it.
Yu Deshui left the Xiangtang with his men. When he walked to the door, he waved to his confidants, lowered his head and whispered, and the confidants trotted away.
In the municipal party committee compound, Wang Qingyun was sleeping soundly, unaware that a demonic hand was approaching him.
The dew in the morning was still heavy, and a few strands of gold shone on the water droplets, shining like gold.
Wang Qingyun put on a casual suit, hid several willow leaf flying knives, and prepared to go find Xie Jiahao.
He figured that it was time for Wu Xiong, the pimp, to come to him and be prepared just in case.
However, the first call he waited for was not from Wu Xiong, but from an unfamiliar number in Sanhe County.
"Hello?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was very nice, it was a girl, but it had a frightened vibrato:
"You...are you Wang Qingyun?"
"I am, you are?"
"I'm Chen Qian. Just... Wu Xiong came to my house just now. He sent some nutritional supplements to my parents. He said it was your wish. You... let him go quickly. I -"
The moment he heard the name, Wang Qingyun knew who the other party was.
Hearing the word Wu Xiong and Chen Qian's unfinished cry, although she understood Wu Xiong's real intention was to lure him out, using his own woman as bait was unforgivable, and Wang Qingyun's anger rushed to his forehead.
flutter--
The two centimeter-thick floor tiles were cracked by Wang Qingyun's kick.
"Wu Xiong, you are looking for death!"
Wang Qingyun grabbed a taxi, stepped on the accelerator and ran towards Sanhe County.
The scenery on the roadside is like the ocean current flowing back, falling crazily behind you.
Wang Qingyun called again, but the phone was already turned off.
The speed of the car was faster, the pointer on the instrument panel had turned to 180, and the car began to float on the highway.
After dialing the phone, Wang Qingyun tried his best to control his murderous intention:
"Uncle Xu, help me locate a mobile phone number, 187...0119."
"I texted you the address. What happened? Do you want me to ask my colleagues over there to cooperate with you?"
"It's okay, Uncle Xu, I'm meeting someone."
In less than three hours and more than 400 kilometers away, the taxi almost ran away.
What you see is a quiet old community. The red mud bricks have turned yellow and peeled off due to time.
On the first floor, a small shop with the sign of Sister Hong’s Groceries was open, with a large red umbrella with holes stuck in a cement bucket.
For one hundred yuan, he bought two boxes of drinks. Wang Qingyun asked casually: "Sister, I'm here to visit Chen Qian today. I want him to teach my relatives. I don't know if you know him."
The boss raised his hand and pointed upstairs: "Someone also came to see Xiaoqian this morning. They are on the third floor."
When Wang Qingyun saw the direction of the finger, the drink in his hand fell to the ground, and he disappeared in front of the boss like a cheetah.
While Wang Qingyun was running, he was thinking in his heart that nothing would happen to Chen Qian.
Although he and this woman were just in love and had no feelings, she was his woman after all. If anyone dared to lift a finger, Wang Qingyun would have to twist off the other person's head and stuff it into a manhole.
Dong-dong-dong——
Knocking on the door on the third floor, there was no one, and there was no sound of anyone moving in the house.
boom!
Wang Qingyun kicked the door open and flew into the house.
As soon as you enter the house, the faint scent of medicine reaches your nose. To the right of the door is the kitchen, where a small black medicine pot is placed beside an irregular marble table.
On the big bookshelf in the middle of the living room is a family photo, two kind-hearted middle-aged couples, and a fair-skinned and generous lady.
Although the decoration in the house was average, it was kept neatly, and there was no trace of mess on the floor. Under the wooden table, there were two boxes of honey neatly placed, so everything was relatively safe.
Bang dong——
A rushing sound came from the left corridor.
Wang Qingyun shouted while running:
"Chen Qian, is that you? I'm Wang Qingyun."
Wang Qingyun slowly walked to the wooden door that had just been closed and stood there. The smell of incense came through the crack in the door.
"When you called, I was still in Yangqian. In order to see you, I almost had an accident on the highway. Wu Xiong met you to force me to come out and use me to blackmail my father. Now that I have come out, you are safe. Don't Afraid."
Through a door, Wang Qingyun could clearly hear the breathing of the man behind the door.
After he finished speaking, the other person's breathing became much more rapid.
"If you're worried, please answer the phone, okay?"
Wang Qingyun can understand the panic of a girl facing evil forces. In the eyes of the other party, she has a high-ranking official father, who is almost no different from Wu Xiong.
When Chen Qian heard the voice that appeared many times in her dream, her frown relaxed. She could not forget the apology the other party made when he was bitten by her and bled.
Wang Qingyun dialed the phone, but the phone was still turned off. Instead, the door in front of him opened.
The reddish-brown wooden door opened, and a delicate and breathtaking face appeared in front of him, with big eyes, a straight nose, a face as white as mutton fat, and pure white clothes, like a goddess on an iceberg.
The only fly in the ointment was the vigilance and fear in the other party's eyes, as well as the faintly trembling right hand holding the black scissors.
"I don't care if you are acting or not. I don't owe you. I'm just an ordinary person. Please let me go, okay." Chen Qian said as she backed away, tears welling up in her eyes.
Wang Qingyun took a step back and frowned:
"You left that day and I couldn't find you without your contact information. I promise that what happened today will never happen again in the future. I still say the same thing. If you don't refuse, I will be responsible for you."
The two words that day were like the switch button of a giant machine. With a slight press, a loud banging sound followed, bringing both of them from the embarrassment of facing each other to the madness of that night.
Chen Qian's eyes flashed with sadness, she shook her head, bit her lips, and whispered softly: "Go, go..."
Sudden.
Kick-kick-kick——
There was a slight sound of going up the stairs. Wang Qingyun was worried about someone coming, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he immediately turned his head, bang!
He closed the door and said, "Someone is coming, don't open the door!"
