At this time, Wang Qibu took out a piece of white paper and handed it to Li Changhe and said, "I promise. And don't ask me how to guarantee it. I can only say guarantee. Finally, write down your last words. Of course, other contents can't be written except for the words of atonement. And you only have one chance to write. If the writing is ruined, you also know that I can only have someone do that to your son with just one phone call."

Finally, Li Changhe finally wrote down his last words of confession. During this period, Wang Qibu interrupted several times to make him modify it. Li Changhe also found in despair that the devil remembered the evil things he had done better than him, but he did not wrongly accuse him. What the other party raised was the truth.

Walking to the window, opening the window, a hot wind blew into the small conference room. He looked out the window at the height of the twenty-seventh floor, and hesitated for a moment, Li Changhe still stood on the windowsill tremblingly. At this time, the people in the room, except Wang Qibu and the bodyguards on the table, had already stood up, and they really didn't dare to do anything. Because Wang Qibu was still holding a gun in his hand, if he was shot because of his rash move, he would have no place to cry. And a strong fear and sorrow spread in the hearts of each of them.

"Please keep your promise!" After shouting this, Li Changhe jumped out. Wang Qibu also rushed to the balcony at the speed of transformation and shouted, "I lied to you! Your son is dead!" A few seconds later, Li Changhe was already covered with anger and sad expression on the cement terrace where no one would pass by. From this "puff", it can be heard that this guy is dead and can't die anymore. However, Wang Qibu didn't even have a mixed eyelid, so he had no solemnity or something. On the contrary,

There was endless pleasure. At that moment, he even felt that he was in harmony with the way of heaven. He knew that he was not wrong. This was enough. Wang Qibu would let Li Changhe's daughter go, but his son was dead, just as Wang Qibu said. As for Li Changhe's daughter, a arrogant princess who could not do anything in school abroad, Wang Qibu knew very well what the high pocket money in her family would do. In her previous life, as the leader of American black society, he had seen too many.

Wang Qibu turned around and looked at Zhang Lijun who had just stood up and was kneeling on the ground again and said, "You go and surrender, advise you not to find a lawyer, nor to bribe the judge, that is harming people and yourself. You should be sentenced to as many years as you should. I promise, uh, I don't think you will believe my promise. As long as you remember, the more miserable you are, the happier I will be. Now, get out." Wang Qibu waved his hand, which was not much different from driving away flies.

Zhang Lijun, who did not feel respected, was already overjoyed and said, "I'll get out of here, get out of here." Then he really hurriedly hurriedly left.

Then, Wang Qibu, who sat back on his seat, looked at Huang Junping, who was also looking at him with anticipation and said, "Call you again, Huang Beile. I think you are still thinking about some things too naive. The most direct evidence of your betrayal of the country has been mastered by the comrades of Guoan, so whether you can survive depends on whether you cooperate next time and whether you can make any contribution. Wei Ni, you can let the comrades of Guoan come in." Wang Qibu said, in fact, what Wang Qibu also wanted to say is that even if you, Huang Junping, provide the overall plan for US missile defense, it is unlikely to be exempted from secret execution. However, of course, he would not say that. Of course, this kind of scumbag can dig out as much value as it is.

While speaking, two uniformed men walked in and saluted Wang Qibu first. One of them said, "Please give instructions from the leader." In Guoan, especially the headquarters staff, it is impossible for him to not know Wang Qibu. Not to mention anything else, Wang Qibu entered Guoan for the first time much earlier than these two.

Wang Qibu returned the greeting and said, "Take it away."

"Yes!" the two of them said in unison, and then they directly carried Huang Junping, who had already collapsed. In the middle, they didn't even look at the bodyguard on the table who thought they were going to have a chance to be saved, so they looked at it.

Originally there were six people when they came in. Now, except for Zhang Chengming, three of them had already gone to Xinjiang. One jumped to the building and the other was taken away by Guoan. It seemed that there was a lot of luck. So the remaining three were inevitably almost broken. No, maybe they had collapsed, but they were still standing there inertially.

"Jia Guozhi, you will definitely be surprised that I will let you go. After paying back the bank money, you can go anywhere in the world. Not only will I not kill you, but I will also find a way to not die. You know that politics-struggle is always very cruel, and your existence is also a killing weapon for me to help my royal family member enter Zhichun. So, you will not die. Now, you can also get out. But no matter how far you go, remember, as long as I need it, you have to get back to me." Looking at Jia Guozhi, Wang Qibu told the truth directly. Just as he said himself, politics-struggle is very cruel, so you can't expect everyone, uh, especially people like Wang Qibu will stick to the truth.

"Okay, in the end, Mr. Chen, who has scolded me. Look at this, I'll give you a month to do good deeds. If you can satisfy me, I will let you go. If you can't satisfy me, then you will have only one month left to live." Wang Qibu said, showing a cruel expression like a perverted mental illness. In fact, no matter what kind of good deeds Chen Guangli did, he will be as good as Jia Guozhi for the time being. He has mentioned many times before that Wang Qibu dares to kill people and does not resent people, but it does not mean that he must kill every day.

If there is no one in this world who should be killed, then he will definitely put down his butcher knife. But that is destined to be unrealistic. After taking Chen Guangli out, Wang Qibu turned around and looked at the bodyguard on the table and said, "You said you were just obeying the orders, this is right. But as the specific executor, you died, so you are not willing to die. I still have conflicts with the laws of this country. After all, they believe that the mastermind is a serious crime, but in my opinion, the executor is the same crime." After that, Wang Qibu fired a shot at the bodyguard's Tianling Gai.

Damn, there is a murder. Speaking of which, Wang Qibu hasn't killed anyone for a while. He has returned from Rome, well, it's been nearly two months, so it's been quite a long time.
Chapter completed!