He Jing froze on the spot, his eyes darkened slightly.
This Tang Long, who was so decisive and decisive a second ago, showed his face like crazy.
In the next second, are you going to find someone named Zhang?
Are you afraid of getting into trouble? Don't cause any trouble?
He Jing frowned slightly and froze a little.
He has a backstage, a backer, and a terrifying trump card. Strictly speaking, he will not be afraid of anything he does in Binhai tonight.
As long as Zhang Ruoyu doesn't move, even if he plays with Binhai and turns Binhai over, no one can do anything to him.
What He Jing brought here were all top-notch masters.
He himself is a master among masters.
In an irregular environment, it would be too easy for him to destroy the Shen family.
He also didn't think that the dignified Beimang Legend would stand up for a mere Shen family, a Shen family that had a feud with him in the past.
Even make a trip in person.
He never expected that the overseas killer was actually the bodyguard of the Shen family.
He still didn't expect that Lu Laogou, who had dominated Binhai for half a century, would come forward to protect the Shen family, and that he had an eight-year relationship with the legendary God of War.
Damn it, what kind of shitty place is Binhai?
Are they all so united?
He Jing frowned and stared at Zhang Ruoyu, and said in a cold voice: "Tang Long has carried hundreds of lives. Do you want to protect him?"
He had the privilege of walking across the waterfront tonight.
The only thing he had to do was reason with Zhang Xiangbei.
He knew that this man was more unreasonable than anyone else.
As soon as He Jing said these words.
Even an old fox like Lu Taisui is in trouble.
For the sake of Shen Yunchao, bring in the legendary killer Tang Long, who is famous overseas?
Blood loss...
Shen Yunchao also panicked.
Once a murder case of this magnitude is exposed, even the gods cannot save Awen...
Only Han Shixiao threw a cigarette into his mouth, dug into his pockets with both hands, and even raised his hand to say hello to Yuan Mei, who was hiding in the corner watching the show, and asked them if they wanted some kebab beer.
Except for the eldest lady, no one in Binhai knows Brother Zhang better than Brother Xiao.
Back then, Brother Zhang dared to blow Tang Sihai's head off because of someone he had nothing to do with.
Tonight, Tang Long risked his life to save Brother Zhang’s mother and aunt. Will Brother Zhang not be saved?
Who are you scolding?
"Among these hundreds of lives, are there any relatives of yours?" Zhang Ruoyu asked calmly.
He Jing frowned and said in a deep voice: "The murders he committed overseas are too numerous to list!"
"Have all your relatives moved overseas?" Zhang Ruoyu asked.
Grass…
He Jing's expression suddenly changed.
If we continue to chat, they will issue a red letter to arrest him, as well as his relatives who have gone overseas...
"Mr. Zhang, are you trying to save a murderer?" He Jing had already secretly sent a distress signal to Master Hu.
At this moment, he must stall the situation.
"Yes." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "do you have any opinion?"
"Do you think Binhai officials can tolerate the existence of such a murderer?" He Jing asked in a deep voice.
"Binhai Official Tonight..." Zhang Ruoyu put out the cigarette in his hand and walked slowly towards He Jing. "Didn't you say hello and no one would come?"
He Jing's heart trembled and his expression twisted.
"It's impossible that you told Binhai to leave it alone before, and now you ask someone to help you, right?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "If you are so opinionated, what will Binhai think of you?"
He Jing felt chills all over.
Everything he does is under his control?
"So?" He Jing braced himself and asked. "I asked Binhai to catch a murderer, do you think they would reject me?"
"They will definitely reject you."
Zhang Ruoyu followed suit, heading towards He Jing.
"Why?" He Jing frowned and said word by word.
"Because I said hello before I came."
Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "Do you think your reputation in Binhai is greater than mine?"
He Jing's expression was twisted and he dared not scream.
Not to mention in Binhai, anywhere in the world, his reputation cannot be greater than that of the man in front of him.
Taking a deep breath of cold air, He Jing lowered his voice and said in a voice that only Zhang Ruoyu could hear: "Mr. Zhang, please remember your identity. There are some things you have done that will lose your identity."
"I always remember who I am."
Zhang Ruoyu grinned slightly, revealing two rows of white teeth, and slowly put a hand on He Jing's shoulder: "But you seem to have forgotten. The person behind you has also forgotten."
"Someone came to kill my mother and my aunt. Not only did you not investigate the matter thoroughly and find the murderer behind it, but you asked people around me to pay for the murderer's life."
He Jing's face instantly turned pale when he heard this.
"Xiao He, I'm tired of asking." Zhang Ruoyu's arms were as heavy as mountains, making He Jing breathless. "Besides you, who else was involved in this matter?"
"Can you write a list for me before you die?"
"The more detailed the better. Write everything you can about your backing, background, and relatives. I'm afraid I might wrong someone later, and it will be difficult for you to rest in peace."
He Jing's legs bent down.
Zhang Ruoyu's arms became heavier and heavier.
It was so heavy that it seemed to crush his limbs.
He Jing was sweating profusely and his heart was beating like thunder.
He looked up at Zhang Ruoyu's gloomy and cold eyes, almost suffocating, and his pupils were filled with despair: "Kill me, you will be in trouble..."
"How much trouble?" Zhang Ruoyu said with murderous intent in his eyes and his thin lips slightly opened. "Would it be more troublesome than if my mother died?"
"Would it be more troublesome than if my aunt Zhang Xiangbei died?"
Zhang Ruoyu reached out and crushed He Jing's throat.
This master among masters didn't even have the strength to resist.
Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and he fell to the cold ground.
The scene was completely silent, as quiet as death.
The cell phone in He Jing's pocket rang with a harsh ringtone, and the word "Hu Ye" was written on the note.
