The relationship between the two heirs is very bad."

In other words, no matter whether the prince succeeds to the throne or the princess succeeds to the throne, they will settle accounts with this General Bashun!

To liquidate generals of this level, they have been uprooted from ancient times to the present, and have been caught by relatives, friends and subordinates in one go to prevent resurgence and cause great turmoil.

This is also one of the major reasons why the current situation in Thailand is tense.

Wei Chaoyang said: "Brother Wei, you respect me so much. When an incident of this level is causing trouble, how capable am I to protect others and his wealth? You are not afraid that I can't do it then, so I'd just stop doing it.

Keep it up, destroy your son and come back to enjoy your inheritance?"

If you can't save someone, you can't silence it. Most people can't understand the brain circuit of this kind of operation, but Yan Ruoning couldn't understand it. He said to the old monk: "He can do it. Let me guess whether you have left a hand in your will.

You must have a requirement such as your son's signature before the will can all take effect? ​​This is useless. Wei Wei really wants to be damned, and there is a way to avoid this. You have to be glad that he is quite conscientious, otherwise

Your move is actually killing your son.”

Old monk, “…”

Damn, what the hell is this young couple? It feels so stressful to talk to them.

Wei Chaoyang said: "Brother Wei, you want to help your son survive the disaster so that he can maintain a wealthy life in Thailand. In fact, this is the compensation you want to give your old lover, right? It would be better if he could

When you come to Wenhui Temple to see you for the last time, you can give him some advice, and then let us meet again, let him take a junior gift to me, and it would be more natural to ask me for help. But there is a clear change in Thailand.

So if you can't rest assured, you can only ask me to go over and help him. I am a young man and have some skills. I think I am more arrogant than the top, and so much wealth is in front of you, so naturally I will be moved by it..."

The old monk sighed and said, "You two are really not human. Since that's the case, then forget it, I'll find someone else."

"I can go to Thailand to help your son escape this disaster, but don't think about whether it is a matter of wealth or wealth. If you really have to do something, leave Thailand. There are so many countries in Southeast Asia, where can you go? How many of them are you going to?

Where he settles, he will leave the property and leave the rest to me."

Wei Chaoyang patted the old monk and helped him cover the quilt carefully, "Go to rest, we will see you tomorrow."

Without waiting for the old monk to speak, he left the monk's house with Yan Ruoning.

After coming out of Wenhui Temple, it was already dark.

Yan Ruoning looked at Wei Chaoyang with a smile, and didn't say anything.

Wei Chaoyang said: "We need the old monk's connections and strength in Southeast Asia. Haicheng is too small and the committee is too big. It is limited to here and cannot make a fortune. If you want to fight against the big figures of the General Association, you only rely on Haicheng and Ming.

It’s far from enough to see Zhang and Fu Tong.”

Yan Ruoning said, "You are willing to do this, it's very humane, I'm very happy."

Wei Chaoyang laughed and said, "When did I become unhuman?"

Yan Ruo raised his eyebrows and said, "Go back to school?"

Wei Chaoyang looked at the sky and said, "Go to the laboratory first, put down the things, and then go to Fu Tong's place. It will be very lively tonight, and we can't miss it."

Detention center.

When the get off work time was over, the staff left one after another.

When the Qi family was first liquidated on a large scale, it was crowded and brightly lit every night.

But now, most of the Qi family members who were arrested have been released, and the rest have been tried almost the same. They are locked in the detention room every day and are not questioned.

The only one who is arraigned every day is Qi Zhengwei.

Most of the interrogators have been withdrawn.

In addition to the level of alert, the detention center has finally returned to its previous deserted appearance.

As night fell, the lights in and out of the building were extinguished one after another.

Security guards on each floor check the closure of power doors and windows on each floor.

The peripheral patrol team began to do night shift handover.

Everything is in order.

Suddenly, three cars stopped outside the gate one after another.

The combat team member with live ammunition walked to the front of the gate with a man wearing a black hood and waved inward through the glass.

Two guards at the front desk pressed their hands on the gun holster at their waists and reminded: "Show the detention procedures first!"

A leading combat team member showed a document and looked at the camera on the side of the door.

The content of the photographed document was quickly transmitted to the control center for comparison.

One minute later, the guard was prompted, "The comparison is correct, number 735498, issued by the Ministry of Supervision, detaining one person, name, Qi Shaoyuan, and an important member of Qi Shaoyuan Group."

At the same time, relevant photos, fingerprints and other information are transmitted to the front desk computer, and the information is simultaneously transmitted to the guard center.

The guard center, which received the notification message, sent a group of people to hand over.

The guard opened the door.

The combat team members took the person in, took off their heads in front of the security check gate, and the guards checked it in comparison. After confirming that it was correct, they handed it over to the guards in the detention center, and all retreated and drove away.

But after the convoy left, he turned around a street, but then turned around and stopped in the alley behind the detention center.

This place is separated from the detention center building by a business building.

A floor map of the detention center is displayed on the computer screen inside one of the cars.

There is also a spot of light that is moving along the corridor.

"The hummingbird has entered, ready to act!"

The combatants in the three cars all pulled the covers, held the automatic rifle in their hands tightly, and prepared to attack.

Waiting is always tormenting.

Someone muttered in a low voice: "Actually, there is no need to be such a trouble. You can steal Westbrook out."

Another person said: "Williamour said that he must not escape from the gutter like a mouse. If he wants to leave, he must also walk out of the detention center openly."

"Doesn't doing this mean blatantly provoking the committee? Things are getting bigger and I'm afraid the end is not going well."

"It's Westbrook's business, so you don't have to worry about it."

Everyone was talking to each other, and a prompt suddenly rang out in their headphones, "The hummingbird is in place, act!"

All voice discussions stopped immediately and simultaneously.

The car door opened, and more than a dozen combat team members rushed out of the car with guns, entered the back door from the front door of the business building that had been opened long ago, crossed the street, and came under the back wall of the detention center.

The two of them stepped forward and pressed the plastic bomb and quickly dodged.

"Three, two, one, start!"

With a dull bang, a hole was blown into the wall.

The combat team members entered the hole one after another.

Almost at the same time, the power supply of the detention center was suddenly interrupted.

The entire building fell into darkness, and all surveillance and alert equipment failed.

Underground detention area.

Qi Shaoyuan, who was escorted by four guards, suddenly attacked.

The hand-and-handed shackles he brought were completely decorations, and he broke free when he raised his hand and stomped his feet.

The four guards were beaten to the ground by Qi Shaoyuan in an instant.

Qi Shaoyuan got out of the guard's arms, took down the keys, and ran desperately towards the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is the detention room with the best conditions in the entire detention center.

At this time, Qi Zhengwei was locked up.

Even though he has become a prisoner, Qi Zhengwei still enjoys the highest level of treatment. Apart from being unable to leave freely, it is no different from staying in a hotel. He can even order food and do whatever he wants. If he can't do it, he will buy it outside.

Originally, Fu Tong meant to be detained as a general person.

But Ming Jianzhang said that no matter how much Qi Zhengwei said that he was a senior member of the district-level committee of the continent and was born in the Yunling Master family, he had to give him a decent amount no matter what.

But it is precisely because Qi Zhengwei enjoys such abnormal treatment that the detention and interrogation personnel are full of doubts and dare not do anything out of order to him.

Qi Shaoyuan ran to the ground in one breath, stopped, calmed down a little, then took out the key and opened the door of the detention room.

In the detention room, Qi Zhengwei, who was sitting on a chair, was dressed neatly, holding a thick book in his hand and reading it with all his concentration. When he heard the door ringing, he didn't even raise his head.

Qi Shaoyuan walked near, stood respectfully, and whispered: "Westbrook, you can leave."

Qi Zhengwei looked up and smiled and said, "Shaoyuan, thank you for your hard work."

"It is my honor to be able to do things for Westbrook."

Qi Shaoyuan lowered his head deeply.

Qi Zhengwei slowly stood up and put the thick book he had opened in his hand into Qi Shaoyuan's hand. "The ones who are willing to fight with me today are my brothers. In the future, you will be the backbone of the Qi family."

After saying that, he stepped out of the detention room and walked forward along the corridor.

The sound just now has alarmed other people who are still detained here.
To be continued...