Zhan Wuyou let the thief slip away with his harsh words. After the release, Yan Qing led her out of the house.
When she reached the bedroom on the second floor, Yan Qing closed the door behind her back and said seriously, "Murder is against the law."
Zhan Wuyou wandered over to Yan Qing's single sofa and sat down.
The soft sofa half-wrapped him, he crossed his legs, and asked, "Why didn't they get punished by law when I killed you?"
Yan Qing frowned, and corrected his precarious thoughts, "It's all about escaping for a while."
Zhan Wuyou was still crossing his legs, and he didn't sneer at the words, but looked at the bed calmly.
Yan Qing wasn't sure if he would give up that dangerous idea, so she could only walk over and continue to persuade, "There are many ways to get revenge, there's no need to get blood on your hands."
... with blood on your hands
Zhan Wuyou glanced at his fingers.
In fact, the 'v' that he gestured just now, those two fingers, he wanted to say, "They killed Yan Qing twice..." But the car accident in this life was Yan Qing's play with the doctor's simulation robot.
He suddenly remembered that his fingers had already moved out.
In order not to turn the harsh words into jokes, he had to temporarily change his words.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glared at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing only thought that he had listened to it, but she felt unwilling. Then she squatted down beside him, took his fingertips and said tenderly, "Baby, I don't want to propose to you through a cold bar."
Zhan Wuyou's eyes moved slightly.
He seemed to be moved by Yan Qing's description of the marriage proposal. After a moment of silence, he compromised, "I don't need to kill them, but you are not allowed to interfere in this matter."
Knowing that he had listened, Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
She took his hand, pressed a kiss on the back of it lightly, and said softly, "Okay." Yan Qing did not allow herself to ignore life. In the same way, he doesn't want his lover to dance on this bottom line.
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As an outstanding member of the organization, Zhan Wuyou has a strong ability to act.
The first thing he did was to find the driver who hit Yan Qing with his truck. Because no one was injured in the hit party, the truck did indeed fail to brake after the inspection. The truck driver who was slightly injured was hospitalized and rested for a few days, then hurriedly paid for the damage to the truck and returned home.
After he returned home, he was trembling slightly and spent a few days feeling aggrieved. He thought that Yan Qing was not dead, so he would be retaliated against.
But even after he hid at home for half a month, there was no movement at all.
Until now, it has been almost two months, and no one has come to him.
Just when he thought Yan had forgotten himself, a young man wearing a peaked cap suddenly broke into his home.
"Tu Jiafu?" The young man was dressed in gray casual clothes and entered their house as if no one was there.
After entering the door, he unceremoniously sat on the main seat in the passenger compartment. His body seemed to be made of cartilage, and he didn't have a regular shape when he was sitting, just slouching.
"You, who are you?" Tu Jiafu, the truck driver, glanced at the undamaged door. This is a new lock he replaced two months ago. It is the most high-tech smart lock that requires fingerprints or passwords to enter.
How did this guy get in here
He did something bad, and he felt a little flustered. Seriously, he said, "This is my house, do you know what you are doing now!" He quietly glanced outside the door, only to find that there was no one there.
Xiaonang came to his home alone.
Such lack of momentum should not be revenge from the Yan family.
He regained his confidence, and his voice became brighter, "I can definitely call the police and arrest you, you know that!"
Zhan Wuyou raised his head slightly, a pair of dark eyes were exposed under the extremely low peaked cap, he chuckled at the truck driver, and said clearly, "Two million dollars."
Tu Jiafu's eyelids twitched violently.
Zhan Wuyou sat upright slightly, curling the corners of his lips evilly, "He took the money, but he didn't die. Does Mr. Tu think money is so easy to earn?"
Tu Jiafu gasped, and cautiously guessed, "Miss Gina sent you here?"
Miss Gina
very good.
Zhan Wuyou touched the tip of his tongue to his gums, took out a piece of paper from his arms and pressed it on the table, "Time, place." He stood up, threatening with sincerity, "If you fail again, your children studying in country x will be killed." You can't tell what happened."
When Tu Jiafu heard the word 'children', his eyes widened nervously.
He made a weak and angry voice, "You, you can't do this!"
When he said this, Zhan Wuyou had already walked to the door. Hearing the words, he turned his head and sneered at him, "I don't want your daughter to have any accidents, so hit it hard! If you are afraid, drink some wine, after all, the brakes will not work. If you use it too much, you will be suspected."
The corners of Tu Jiafu's lips trembled.
The paper on the table was not pressed by anything, and when the wind blew, it fell lightly to the ground.
The lettering above is strong—Saturday, four o'clock in the afternoon. At the intersection of Times Avenue and Wangjiang Road.
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Saturday, three o'clock in the afternoon.
Gina, who hurried over from Country X, got into the black private car in the waiting area.
The moment the car started, the door lock snapped off.
The 'driver' looked at this plump beauty with heavy makeup through the rearview mirror, and said hello, "Welcome to the provincial capital, Miss Gina."
Gina didn't expect to be stunned as soon as she got here, she pulled the car door hard, but the door didn't move at all, she felt a little panicked for no reason.
Looking at this strange man, she forced herself to calm down and asked, "Yan Qing?"
"The head of the family is busy, so you don't have to do everything yourself." Wang Zhi, who is the driver, turned his head and smiled at her, "Today is the itinerary arranged by Mr. Zhan for you. There will be a good show specially arranged for you later. Please watch patiently."
"Jen?" Gina's luggage had already been put into the trunk of the car, and now she only had a season-limited Perkin bag with her.
She clenched her hand tightly and tentatively put her hand in.
Wang Zhi noticed her movements through the rearview mirror, and said to her, "Please don't act rashly, Miss Ji Na. Just in time, a call came in. Maybe you want to have a call with Mr. Yan Weiwen? This should help you relax."
Gina fumbled for a moment.
A mobile phone was handed over in front of him.
·
She looked at the phone suspiciously.
The phone call with Yan Weiwen was too tempting. After hesitating for less than three seconds, she withdrew her hand from her bag, snatched the phone, and shouted impatiently, "Weiwen."
Yan Weiwen's treatment was not as comfortable as that of Ji Na.
He was injected with drugs that made his body weak, which could only be sent to his ear by Zhan Wuyou holding the phone.
He said weakly, "Gina."
"Weiwen, my God, it's really you!" Gina clenched her phone excitedly, "Where are you? Where are you, my dear?" Yan Weiwen looked up, and there was a striking sign on the diagonally above the road. named the road.
He didn't know what Yan Qing was playing with the kid beside him, but seeking wealth and wealth, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm on Times Avenue, Times Avenue and Wangjiang Road..." Zhan Wuyou suddenly grabbed his throat. He took the phone out of his hand effortlessly.
Zhan Wuyou turned on the speakerphone in front of him, and said to the phone, "Miss Gina."
Hearing Yan Weiwen's strenuous death, Ji Na screamed, "Let him go! What did you do to him!"
"Don't worry, Miss Gina, I will let him go." Zhan Wuyou's voice was clear and clear, like a clear spring, which made people feel refreshed.
Gina felt that the voice at this time was the most disgusting existence in the world.
"Miss Ji Na is really a very capable woman. She has half of the family's lifeline in her hands, and she didn't delay in helping her lover get revenge. You have used up a lot of snakehead coins that symbolize the family. Well, it seems that Yan Weiwen is really important to you. "
Gina forced herself to calm down.
She said, "Tell me your conditions, as long as you let Wei Wen go."
Zhan Wuyou glanced at the greasy man whose eyes were turned white by his pinching, and his hands loosened slightly, "Miss Gina is a straightforward person. If this is the case, I will not be polite." He paused subtly, and then Said, "Report your license plate number."
Gina didn't understand how he could make such a weird request.
But Weiwen is in his hands.
She was silent for a while, then said to Wang Zhi, "The license plate number."
Wang Zhi proficiently announced, "Jiang A · R02Q0"
Gina repeated it with a cold face.
Zhan Wuyou nodded in satisfaction, and said to Yan Weiwen beside him, "Come on, tell dear Miss Ji Na, what is our license plate number?"
Yan Weiwen looked at the license plate number before getting into the car. This was to inform Gina at any time, but when the opportunity really came, he somehow had a bad idea.
It seems that if you read the license plate number, something very scary will happen.
The thought silenced him.
Zhan Wuyou didn't force it, and took the mobile phone, "Miss Ji Na, please remember our license plate number, Jiang A·E8800."
Gina couldn't hold back, and asked the doubts in her heart, "What do you want to do?"
Yan Weiwen also wanted to know what this man wanted to do.
Zhan Wuyou's smile was soft and sweet, and the sound of his lips close to the phone was like a whisper in his ear, "Surprise for you, trust me, you will be 'satisfied'."
·
It was nearly four o'clock.
The truck driver Tu Jiafu, whose face was flushed from drinking, stopped on the side road of Times Avenue.
The entire Times Avenue and the Times Elevated above it have been blocked since an hour ago.
After a while, there will be a car with the license plate number Jiang A·R02Q0.
All he needs to do is hit hard! Hit him!
Must hit him to death!
Tu Jiafu's hands holding the steering wheel trembled a little. He desperately told himself, crash to death! Must crash to death! Only by killing him can his children be safe.
His eyes were red, staring almost fiercely at the empty road.
In the distance, a black car gradually approached.
Tu Jiafu glanced at the time, it was 3:58.
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and opened them again!
He started the car and turned on the automatic, and then slammed on the accelerator.
In his madness, the large crimson truck rushed towards the black car like a wild beast that had run loose.
The license plate number A·R02Q0 becomes clearer and clearer in the shortened distance.
Finally, harsh brakes and collisions sounded one after the other, and the fragile black car and truck were crushed into a twisted piece of scrap iron on the spot!
Sparks suddenly sounded!
Zhan Wuyou approached Yan Weiwen who was completely dumbfounded, and said softly, "surprise."
Yan Weiwen finally came back to his senses, he let out a roar like a trapped animal, "No!"
·
At the same time, smoke blazed from the Times Elevated above Times Avenue.
If the scene is reproduced, a minute ago, the same car accident happened here. The difference is that the red truck here rushed towards a car parked on the side of the road with the license plate number Jiang A·E8800.
And witnessing all this with his own eyes was a plump lady, Miss Gina, sitting in the license plate number A·R02Q0.
Gina let out a sob that was so sharp that it broke the sound, and frantically shook the door handle. The whole car was slightly shaken by her shaking, until finally, she lost her strength and leaned against the window exhausted. , looking silently and rigidly at the deformed car body and the blood escaping from below.
·
Zhan Wuyou has personally experienced the pain of the death of his lover.
He knows how to break the opponent's spirit in one fell swoop.
After sending someone to pack Yan Weiwen, who was so stimulated that he fell into a coma for a short time, he got on the elevated shelf with a happy expression.
The scene of the accident was chaotic.
After all, they are two real cars. Although the truck on the elevated road is equipped with an automatic driving system and there will be no casualties, the destructive power it causes is not worse than the one below.
The two cars that had collided were still ablaze with smoke.
The car with Gina was parked at a location with an excellent view, so it was convenient to see everything.
Zhan Wuyou stood near the car accident and shook his hand at Gina in the car.
When the lady who had vented her grief looked up at him. Zhan Wuyou took off the coat he was wearing, and wrapped it around his hands casually. Then he punched hard and smashed the deformed black car.
The car windows made muffled noises, and the fragile glass fell to the ground like deformed crystals.
Zhan Wuyou propped his head on the twisted car window and looked in.
The emulator carved into the shape of Yan Weiwen was smashed to pieces, but perhaps it was fate that its head was well preserved.
Zhan Wuyou admired it for a while.
It has to be said that the doctor's simulation is very detailed, and its expression is extremely close to that of a real person. Even if he has a close contact with it, he only feels that the deceased is deeply frightened and pitied in front of him.
He nodded in satisfaction, then tore off his head with brute force, wrapped his neck with his clothes casually, and lifted it out of the window.
He whistled, walked happily to Gina's car, and tapped lightly on the window.
When Gina got into the car, Wang Zhi not only locked the door, but also locked the windows. Seeing Master Zhan knocking on the window, he moved the window down very obediently.
Zhan Wuyou smiled and shook his head in front of Gina.
Gina's eyes widened instantly, as if they were about to pop out of her sockets in the next second.
"Do you know the truck driver who crashed into the car?" Zhan Wuyou raised his head high after a shake, as if awarding an award, and congratulated, "You found it yourself."
"Look," he looked up at the raised head with appreciative eyes, "this is a gift you once gave me."
"Now... I will return it to you with my own hands."
He held the head in his hand, then ran a few steps quickly, swung his arm vigorously, and threw it into the distance.
Gina stretched out her hand like crazy, screaming, "No!!!!"
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Zhan Wuyou made two pairs of license plates that were identical, and carefully arranged the two accidents. Even 'invited' the original driver to come and review the game together.
All you want is this moment.
He watched the first half with the leading actor.
He personally came to the heroine to participate in the second half.
Gina's wailing and pain were his clarion call of victory.
He's finally... finally out of that horrible, lonely end.
·
Afterwards, Yan Qing received four scrapped vehicles, two automatic driving reports, two collision reports, and a fine and warning from the municipal government for the damage he caused when requisitioning the road section.
Yan Qing held a large stack of bills in her hand, looked up at Zhan Wuyou who was holding an iPad on the bed and was watching seriously, and smiled helplessly.
He walked over and said softly, "What are you looking at?"
"Jina's trial." Zhan Wuyou took a few sips of the milk tea on the bedside, and handed the ipad to Yan Qing, "She exposed the dirty things in the business field by herself, so don't put her in jail until her gray hair Cang Cang, I can’t explain it.”
Ji Na, who was originally plump, quickly lost weight after seeing Yan Weiwen's "death" in a car accident with her own eyes.
Responding negatively to the charges in court, he was quickly sentenced to 25 years in prison.
And Yan Weiwen, who also witnessed Gina's 'death in a car accident', had no time to be sad, and was sorted out by Zhan Wuyou, and sent to prison under the name of intentional murder.
Yan Weiwen's responsibility for Ji Na's murder (Tu Jiafu) was all on Yan Weiwen's head.
The two of them acted in collusion together, and this matter was committed together, not wronged.
Now that a pair of young lovers are in jail together, it is also a kind of fate.
Although one is in country x and the other is in the country.
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Zhan Wuyou fell lazily on the bed.
Yan Qing looked at his boneless appearance, and reached out to feel in his pocket.
Palm touched a semicircular protrusion.
He once said to Zhan Wuyou that he didn't want to propose to you through cold bars.
But when he really prepared the proposal ring, Yan Qing felt that such a proposal was too hasty.
At least, at least a more glorious occasion is needed to be worthy of his worry-free.
Zhan Wuyou's phone rang suddenly while Yan Qing was hesitating.
Yan Qing shrank her fingers and quickly took it out of her pocket.
"Whose phone number?" He sat beside Zhan Wuyou as if nothing had happened.
Zhan Wuyou glanced at him and connected the phone, "Uncle?"
Wu Xinjing's gentle voice sounded, "Wuyou, get ready."
Zhan Wuyou looked at Yan Qing, not knowing why, "What are you going to do?"
"King."
—end——
[The author has something to say]: Thank you, little cuties, for your company, see you in the next book (*＾3＾)