Chapter Forty: Goofy(6/8)
"Good intentions and good deeds, those things are all fake. Now I can't tell the difference between good people and bad people, let alone care. What happened today made me understand that what I want is someone who can protect me when I am in danger.
, the person who can accompany me when I am sick, the person who can rely on when I am helpless. Song Shichang is not Yaoyang, but you are!"
Yang Qian'er expressed her position directly, even named her by name, and spoke very openly.
"I will break up with Song Shichang. With his character, he will definitely give me a sum of money. I believe that as a policeman, I will not earn this money for many years. Yaoyang, do you want me?"
In the last sentence, Yang Qian'er boldly set out the conditions and said it very straightforwardly, but there was a bit of plaintive pleading in her eyebrows, which showed that she was not as confident as she said.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Yaoyang laughed and slowly moved his head towards Yang Qian'er, stopping only a palm away from her. He looked directly into Yang Qian'er's eyes with his eagle eyes, playing with the taste:
"Woman! She is such a fickle creature, so cruel and merciless!"
"But, with such a good offer, I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."
"But I have had women for a long time, more than one. What do you think? I am not Song Shichang. If you follow me, you will never have another man in your life."
I don't know whether it was because she was emotionally in tune or because she had experienced life and death together, but Yang Qian'er didn't feel inappropriate at all about Yaoyang's words, but her eyes were full of joy.
She knew that Yaoyang was willing to accept her. Although the conditions were a little harsh, but he could protect her with his life. If he missed this, could he find another man in this era?
Yang Qian'er is not confident and is even more convinced that she can't do it!
With a charming smile, Yang Qian'er's eyes were gleaming, facing Yaoyang who was very close at hand, she said softly:
"I think we should lock the door to the ward now!"
Yaoyang understood, stood up and said:
"Oh? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt more seriously?"
"As long as you protect me, I'm not afraid!"
Yang Qian'er smiled and immediately unbuttoned her hospital gown.
Yaoyang shrugged, walked towards the door of the ward and said:
"Since you are not afraid, then I can only accompany you."
Click... the sound of a lock, the ward door was locked from the inside.
A happy night in the ward.
Outside the hospital, there were flashes of swords and swords.
Wang Jianjun's younger brother was killed, and the consequences were very serious.
Overnight, Wang Jianjun not only personally killed several subordinates who followed his brother, but also killed several gray rats. He asked about what happened outside the villa at that time and investigated the clear cause of Wang Jianguo's death.
However, Zhan Mizi and Gao Fei did not show up at all. Neither the other Gray Rats nor Wang Jianjun's own subordinates collectively responded with the word "police" without any other information at all.
In response, Wang Jianjun gave up and targeted several police officers in the villa for revenge.
A deserted suburb in the New Territories of Hong Kong City.
Among the piled timber, a body was clearly visible inside, the flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke continued to rise.
With a bitter and sad face, Wang Jianjun stood in front of the fire and threw some sacrificial paper money into the sky.
In front of him, Wang Jianguo's portrait, fruits, incense, candles and other items were all available, and there was no shortage of anything.
Behind Wang Jianjun, a total of forty people stood respectfully. Everyone's face was solemn and they did not dare to show any unnecessary expressions.
At the front of the crowd, there was a man with split-head glasses kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.
"Boss...Boss, bosses, why did you arrest me here? I am just a small person, and I have not offended all the bosses!"
Really unable to stand such an atmosphere, the man with glasses spoke, his tone full of doubts and grievances, and even more of fear.
After all, burning corpses like this in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market is illegal disposal of corpses and is basically a crime.
The scene was said to be offering sacrifices to the deceased, but more often than not, it looked like a human head was being used as a memorial, so the man with glasses couldn't help but be afraid.
In the cold wind, Wang Jianjun did not look back and continued to throw paper money while saying coldly:
"Who asked you to pay to kill Yang Qian'er? Who is the person behind your scenes?"
"ah…?"
It turns out that the man with glasses was the middleman who spread the news among Greyhound and asked Greyhound to collect the bounty from him.
When Wang Jianjun's brother died, of course he showed off all his abilities and asked his brother to find this person and bring him to him.
"Boss, I don't understand what you are talking about! Have you found the wrong person? Why are you trying to kill Yang Qian'er? I don't even know what you are talking about...!"
The man with glasses didn't know the situation, so he didn't dare to admit it directly. He shook his head and quibbled, as if he wanted Wang Jianjun to explain his purpose first.
"Get over here!"
Wang Jianjun was such a person, he didn't even look back, he reached back with his big hand and grabbed the bespectacled man's neck accurately.
With a fierce force, the man with glasses was lifted directly in front of Wang Jianjun, and his head was pressed hard on the altar table, making a loud noise:
"Boom...!"
At the same time, Wang Jianjun's shimmering military thorn was placed directly on the man's neck.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Wang Jianjun makes a slight move with his left or right hand, the bespectacled man will immediately fall to his death.
"ah……!"
How could the man with glasses have seen such a scene? He screamed in fear, his pants instantly became wet and he said:
"Big...brother, if you have something to say, you have something to say."
"You have to know about the murder of Yang Qian'er, right? I'm telling you, I'm telling you!"
"It's Zhao Guoming! Zhao Guoming is my boss, and he asked me to pay for Yang Qian'er's murder. Brother, this matter really has nothing to do with me. If you want to cause trouble, you should go to him. I'm just running errands to make ends meet.
Just eat."
"Let me go, brother, let me go!"
Bang...!
Wang Jianjun asked clearly what he wanted to know. He immediately picked up the man with glasses and gave him a fierce kick. He flew three meters behind him and fell to the ground. He kept wailing and rolling, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself:
"Ouch...ah...!"
Looking at Wang Jianguo's portrait, he also looked at some incense candles that had been touched on the ground just now because of the man with glasses.
Wang Jianjun said apologetically:
"Jianguo, I'm so sorry. I will send all my enemies to accompany you soon, and then I will hold a grand ceremony for you."
"Zhao Guoming!"
After chanting these three words, Wang Jianjun turned around and ordered:
"If you yell one more thing and disturb my brother's peace, I will kill you immediately."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!"
The bespectacled man on the ground heard this and quickly covered his mouth with both hands. He was in pain to the point where tears and snot flowed out from his nose. He also wet his pants and was extremely embarrassed, but he did not dare to make any more sound.
"I want you to contact your boss right away!"
Wang Jianjun said coldly.
"Boss...Boss, my boss is currently in police custody. If Yang Qianer cannot be killed, he will probably go to jail. I have no way to contact him now."
The man with glasses didn't know Wang Jianjun's purpose, but he still answered honestly while the meat was on the steaming board.
"So, you are useless?"
Murderous look suddenly appeared in Wang Jianjun's eyes. The man with glasses was not stupid, so he didn't know that the man in front of him was a ruthless character. He was not trying to scare himself, so he quickly shouted:
"No...no, lawyer, I can find a lawyer, and the lawyer can meet the boss!"
"oh?"
Hearing that there was a way, Wang Jianjun's mood stabilized a little. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"Well, I want you to find a lawyer immediately to see your boss. Tell him, Yang Qian'er, I can kill him, but I want 50 million. In addition, I also want your boss to be responsible for the equipment for this operation."
"ah?"
The bespectacled man was taken aback. To be honest, he didn't think Wang Jianjun was soliciting business at first. He just looked like he wanted to kill his boss.
But now it sounds different from what I imagined?
Seemingly understanding the bespectacled man's doubts, Wang Jianjun continued:
"My name is Wang Jianjun, and I am also a squirrel! Just ask your boss to check and find out. My brother died in the incident at the villa this afternoon."
"In a word, I want to avenge my brother, kill those policemen, and make money on the way."
Wang Jianjun! Even men with glasses have heard of these three words.
Upon hearing Wang Jianjun's self-reported identity, the bespectacled man became less fearful and more joyful. He struggled to get up and said with a forced smile:
"Brother Jun, you told me earlier, I've heard of you, the best squirrel in Hong Kong Comprehensive City."
To be continued...