Wang Guoyue smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Just like before, you rejected me without hesitation. I have to say that you are a woman with a strong sense of independence."
Sui Qi said: "Although you understand me, you always like to stop me. This is why we always have disagreements."
Wang Guoyue said: "I just want you to understand that this is a patriarchal society. As a woman, it is too difficult for you to pursue your ideals!"
Sui Qi said: "How can we know if we don't try?"
Chapter 0899: The Hidden Wang Family Force
After finishing the call with Sui Qi, Wang Guoyue called another person and asked, "Who did she meet tonight that made her drink so much?"
The man said in a hoarse voice: "Fang Zhicheng, deputy director of the Huainan Development and Reform Commission. The two were classmates at the Party School and had always had a good relationship."
Wang Guoyue was silent for a moment, then said, "I remember Fang Zhicheng just got married."
The man said: "They just had dinner together. Later, Sui Qi drank too much, so he sent Sui Qi to the hotel."
Wang Guoyue shook his head and said, "Things are not as simple as imagined. I know Sui Qi very well. She is not a woman who will leave her back to others casually."
The reason why he got drunk was because Sui Qi had absolute trust in Fang Zhicheng. In Wang Guoyue's memory, Sui Qi had never been drunk.
The man said, "Do you want me to warn Fang Zhicheng?"
Wang Guoyue waved his hand and sighed: "No need, that's not a person who can move."
This person is called Chen Jiawei, and he is the person Wang Guoyue arranged to be with Sui Qi. After the special forces ace retired, he was taken in by the Wang family's family business and specialized in special tasks. Sui Qi was transferred from Yanjing to Caoyao, and Wang Guoyue arranged for Chen Jiawei to protect her secretly, and also wanted to know Sui Qi's recent situation.
The reason why Wang Guoyue did not let Chen Jiawei continue to intervene in this matter was because he knew that there must be some people standing in the dark of Fang Zhicheng. As long as Chen Jiawei made any move, there would be friction. The current situation of the northern faction is somewhat delicate, and they have made many enemies, so they must remain restrained.
Chen Jiawei had just hung up the phone and slowly left the dark place, turning towards a silver van. He suddenly felt something was wrong, so he sped up and drove in the opposite direction.
A man suddenly jumped out from the other side of the silver van. When he saw Chen Jiawei turn into the alley, he frowned, then followed him carefully. When he reached the alley entrance, he suddenly lowered his body, and two silver lights swished past his scalp. Chen Jiawei missed the attack and retreated several meters. A fist with a strong wind had already broken through the air. Chen Jiawei could not dodge it, so he could only wave his weapon and stab the fist twice.
The fist seemed to be going straight forward, but in fact it followed a strange trajectory, spiraling through the cold light and hitting Chen Jiawei hard, causing him to groan.
The opponent uttered "Huh", and stood there, observing him quietly. He didn't expect Chen Jiawei to see the change in his punches and dodge the vital blow that was sure to hit him.
Chen Jiawei spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, which meant that he was slightly injured. Just a simple encounter, but the opponent injured him. Chen Jiawei believed that there were no more than ten people in the country with such ability.
The other person was tall and strong, like the god of death, and he gave people a lot of oppression.
Chen Jiawei asked in a deep voice: "Meng Hu?"
Meng Hu said: "I don't know you!"
Chen Jiawei smiled and said, "It's normal. I'm just a nobody."
Meng Hu was still standing there, as if he didn't notice that Chen Jiawei had moved to the right. His eyes were calm, neither sad nor happy, like a statue, but the murderous aura emanating from him seemed to be real and affected Chen Jiawei's movements.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Chen Jiawei is a master, but he knows that in front of Meng Hu, he is not worth mentioning at all. At this moment, he has no intention of fighting at all, and just wants to escape quickly.
Chen Jiawei finally understood why Wang Guoyue did not ask him to warn Fang Zhicheng. This Meng Hu must have been brought here by Fang Zhicheng. Chen Jiawei smiled bitterly in his heart, and felt beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. The huge sense of oppression forced him to act quickly, otherwise he would lose all his fighting power.
Chen Jiawei kicked out with his leg, aiming at Meng Hu's waist. Meng Hu snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to block. Chen Jiawei felt a piercing pain as he stepped back. As expected, his leg bone was broken due to the shock of two huge forces.
Chen Jiawei wanted to use the force to escape to the right, but Fang Zhicheng did not give him any chance and directly broke his bones.
Meng Hu kicked sideways, sweeping Chen Jiawei's other leg, then punched hard, knocking the Eight Cut Knife out of his hand, and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, you should be a fellow disciple of Xu Yao from Nanyue. The Wing Chun Eight Cut Knife is also called the Butterfly Knife. You are very skilled in using it, and you have at least ten years of experience. Xu Yao has only been practicing Wing Chun for eight years. Are you his senior or junior brother?"
Chen Jiawei had lost the power to fight back. He had heard of Shanzhou Menghu's reputation a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of him. Menghu had good eyesight. In terms of seniority, he was indeed the uncle of Wing Chun's No. 1 Tiger Xu Yao. Xu Yao was a legendary figure in the martial arts world. He practiced Baguazhang when he was young, and only switched to Wing Chun when he was 20 years old. He became the No. 1 Wing Chun master in eight years.
Although Chen Jiawei is Xu Yao's uncle, he would definitely lose if they really fought.
Meng Hu took two steps back and said, "For Xu Yao's sake, I won't embarrass you too much. Tell me, why did you follow Sui Qi?"
Chen Jiawei endured the severe pain in his body, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "You should have guessed the content of my job. As for Sui Qi, I am protecting her in the name of others, and I have no ill intentions."
Meng Hu shook his head and said, "But why do you show hostility towards my mission target?"
"I just chased him for two blocks, does that count as hostility?" Chen Jiawei smiled helplessly. He had barely stood up, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath, and felt a sharp pain in his hand, which was not a bad thing, at least it showed that his body was still conscious and Meng Hu had not really done anything ruthless.
Meng Hu said calmly: "Don't doubt my sensitivity. There is a murderous aura coming from you, and I won't make a wrong judgment!"
Chen Jiawei nodded reluctantly and said, "Okay, the person who gave me the task doesn't like Sui Qi and Fang Zhicheng being together."
Meng Hu asked word by word: "Yes! Who!"
Chen Jiawei shook his head and said, "You know I won't tell you!"
Meng Hu turned around slowly and said, "Even if you don't tell me, I will find out."
After more than ten minutes, Chen Jiawei was sure that Meng Hu had left. He slid down the wall and fell to the ground. He had experienced countless bloody battles, but in front of Meng Hu, he completely lost confidence and had no desire to survive. This was caused by the huge gap in strength.
Chen Jiawei took out his mobile phone with great effort, dialed a number, and said with difficulty: "Help!" As soon as he finished speaking, a huge pain swept through his body and he fainted.
Meng Hu walked out of the alley, slightly surprised, because Fang Zhicheng was waiting for him not far away. He walked over and Fang Zhicheng handed him a cigarette. Meng Hu hesitated slightly, but still put it to his lips. Fang Zhicheng took out a lighter and lit two cigarettes respectively.
The two smoked for a while, and Meng Hu took the initiative to ask, "Didn't you leave by car?"