"Gudong!"
The black man fell heavily to the ground with the beam pressing on him. He suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed him twice in the chest.
Blood kept oozing out and the black man suddenly fainted.
At the same time, seven or eight young men carrying Remingtons rushed into the room and shouted at the people inside: "Don't move!"
At this time, in the living room of the house, three shirtless black men were playing poker with two women who were dressed somewhat coolly.
When they saw someone rushing in, they were stunned.
Before they could come to their senses, the people from the Kong family had already rushed to them, pointed their guns at their heads and hit them hard, knocking them to the ground.
"Oh God, don't shoot!"
"I'm just here to make some money, this has nothing to do with me!"
The five men were so frightened that they dared not resist at all. They just lay on the ground and begged.
Kong Zhenghui pointed in the direction of the bedroom. Daliang walked over with the Remington in his hand, raised his foot, and kicked the door open with a bang.
In the room, Liu Dongyu was wearing only a pair of shorts and was hurriedly preparing to hide on the balcony.
"run?"
Daliang ran over and kicked him in the butt.
"ah!"
Liu Dongyu fell to the ground with a thud and his vision went black.
Daliang grabbed his hair, dragged him back to the living room amidst his screams like a pig being slaughtered, and threw him in front of Kong Zhenghui.
Kong Zhenghui raised his leg and stepped on his head, pointed at him and asked, "You should know me, right?"
Liu Dongyu raised his head with difficulty and looked at the man in front of him.
At this time, the door of the room was closed, and a black man was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown. The remaining people were also lying on the ground, shaking.
A dozen strangers stood in the room, guns drawn, and took control of the place.
Fu Lin was kneeling beside him, also trembling, avoiding Liu Dongyu's gaze.
Liu Dongyu immediately knew what was going on and his face turned pale.
Kong Zhenghui said gloomily: "I won't waste my time talking to you. Tell me right now what's going on between He Yan and you!"
Liu Dongyu was still a little hesitant, with sweat pouring down his forehead.
Kong Zhenghui waved his hand, Daliang grabbed a black bodyguard and stabbed him in the neck!
“Puff!”
Blood spurted out and splashed all over Liu Dongyu's face.
The black bodyguard twitched twice and then fell silent.
"Wow..."
Liu Dongyu couldn't control himself and wet his pants.
Kong Zhenghui gritted his teeth and roared, "My whole family has been screwed by you. If you can't help me get rid of this trap, I will kill your whole family!"
At this moment, Kong Zhenghui's eyes were red and his forehead was full of blue veins. After being suppressed for a long time, he was a little crazy.
Liu Dongyu's voice was out of tune: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Don't kill me!"
Kong Zhenghui suppressed his anger and sat on the sofa.
Liu Dongyu took two deep breaths and said hurriedly: "This... This matter really had nothing to do with me at the beginning. It was He Yan who found me and asked me to contact Kong Zhengqi to discuss the asset transfer."
At this point, Liu Dongyu felt a little aggrieved: "To be honest, we are not very willing to do the business of transferring Longcheng assets because the political environment there is different. The big guys can't leave, and the small guys don't have much money and are easy to get into trouble. But at that time, He Yan found me through someone..."
Kong Zhenghui immediately asked: "Who?"
Liu Dongyu did not dare to hide it and said tremblingly: "His name is Zhang Yuan! He Yan and I did not know each other very well at first, but Zhang Yuan was familiar with me and we had some business dealings before. This Zhang Yuan told me that no matter whether the Longcheng deal was successful or not, he would give me three million. I was quite surprised at the time and asked him why. He explained to me that the main purpose was to let me deliberately leak some news during the business process with Kong Zhengqi to attract the attention of the National Bureau of Statistics."
At this point, Liu Dongyu paused, with a hint of tears in his voice: "When I heard this, it sounded a bit like a trap and was somewhat related to politics, so I didn't want to do it at the time... But they really offered too much... I... I compromised, thinking that it would be a waste not to make money... After all, it wouldn't have anything to do with me, I just showed up and talked about business normally."
Kong Zhenghui asked, inserting his hands: "Anything else?"
Liu Dongyu shook his head repeatedly: "It's gone, it's really gone! That's all I know!"
Kong Zhenghui looked at him gloomily: "You are lying."
Daliang walked over with a dagger in his hand.
Liu Dongyu felt like peeing again. He lay on the ground, rubbing his hands and said, "Brother, I really said everything! How dare I lie now? It was really Zhang Yuan who brought He Yan to see me. I am just an ordinary economic consultant!"
Kong Zhenghui waved his hand to stop Daliang and asked, "Who exactly is that Zhang Yuan?"
Liu Dongyu said hurriedly: "On the surface, he is a middleman who specializes in introducing people to the business of asset transfer. But... but there are rumors in the circle that he is actually a military intelligence officer of the Qingyi Bureau, so he has a lot of resources and connections that others can't get..."
Kong Zhenghui leaned forward and asked again, "Are you sure that the task he gave you was to deliberately let the Quantong Bureau target you when you were negotiating business with Zhengqi?"
Liu Dongyu hastily corrected himself: "What he originally said was that he wanted the Bureau of Statistics to have a reason to investigate this matter. Later, I heard that Kong Zhengqi was in trouble and was interviewed by the Bureau of Statistics twice. I felt something was wrong, so I ran away early! During this period, I didn't hear that the Bureau of Statistics was looking for me or anything, so I was a little lax, so I came to the casino to relax... Brother, this is all I know, please let me go!"
Liu Dongyu knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly for mercy.
Kong Zhenghui looked extremely gloomy. After thinking for a while, he asked again, "Do you have a photo of Yuan?"
Liu Dongyu waved his hand quickly: "I didn't, but we met a few times, in a coffee shop, there should be surveillance footage of him there!"
Kong Zhenghui's face was as gloomy as water, and he was thinking about something.
…
It was a little after eleven o'clock at night, in Longcheng, next to a crematorium.
He Yan was wearing a windbreaker and a baseball cap, squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette.
The crematorium was very quiet at this time, and it was pitch black all around. The night wind blew through the woods, making a whistling sound that was a bit creepy.
“Pah pah pah…”
There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him. He Yan subconsciously threw away the cigarette butt, reached for his windbreaker pocket, and suddenly looked back.
A bald man walked out of the woods and raised his hands to show that he had no weapons.
With the help of moonlight, He Yan looked at the other person's face carefully. Apart from his bald head, his facial features looked a little unnatural, as if he had undergone plastic surgery.
"Who are you… !"
"Haha!" The other party grinned and said, "You are very forgetful. Who asked the Qingyi Bureau to develop you? Have you forgotten it?"
He Yan heard this and instantly guessed his identity, and subconsciously asked, "Why is it you?"
The plastic surgery face put down his hands and asked calmly: "Are you surprised?"
He Yan came back to his senses and couldn't help but lower his voice and asked: "You are not..."
The man with the plastic surgery face interrupted him: "Yes, I have died once."