Chapter 58: The Zhao family moves in the three colds and heats

"Actually, even if you don't say it, I know who it is." Wang Qibu sat back on the chair, Feng Qingyun said calmly without considering the audience's feelings.

"Puff" a mouthful of blood spurted out of Long Wu's mouth. You can imagine how many anger and swear words burst out in his heart at the moment of blood spurting.

"Don't have to react so much. To put it in a very fucking sentence that is popular in the big circle you said, can I say the nature of the same as you? And you really need to say it." Wang Qibu felt relieved about Long Wu vomiting blood by his words, so he explained.

"If I guessed correctly, the man should be named Jin Xu. He is 33 years old this year, with short hair and myopia, but he rarely wears glasses, and he should have a Fujian-Zhexi accent. I think about it, Jiuyi, well, I got married last year. His wife is a clerk of the Yangcheng State Taxation Bureau, with her surname being Tian. His son was born at the end of last year. His name is Jin Guangxing. His nickname is quite rustic and funny. Jin Yuanbao, haha. Well, no matter how many you have, you can't remember it. By the way, I don't think he is stupid enough to reveal his true identity to you. He should have introduced Mr. Jin with a background through the fat dragon very tactfully, right? Look at your look, you will know that I'm right. Well, in order to make you understand, now I will tell you: He is currently working in the Yangcheng Government, and his job is the secretary of Zhao Zhong, the mayor of Yangcheng. Zhao Zhong's father is one of less than ten people on the top of the pyramid of this country.

.Put your secret joy that you thought you were holding thick legs. Anyway, it’s all like this, so you might as well know more. Zhao Zhong’s younger brother Zhao Gang was defeated in the fight with my grandfather and ate a free peanut. At that time, my grandfather was not the vice prime minister of the Republic, but just a secretary of the municipal party committee.” The criminal information of the Zhao family collected by Wang Qibu in his previous life was placed in four places; one was carried by himself, one was placed in the safe of Citibank, and one was placed under the floor tiles on the left side of the back door of a century-old cousin shop in Sweden, and where was the last one? I guess a smart classmate had guessed it. That’s right, it was placed in his head. This was the most fortunate thing and decision that Wang Qibu was most grateful for after rebirth, because as long as the fourth information was there, the Zhao family would not be able to escape the fate of being killed by Wang Qibu again.

Without even listening to the last sentence, Long Wu even had the desire to die. His greatest reliance was so terrible that he was destined to have no chance of winning in this confrontation. He had been living on the road for many years now confirmed that he had been put on a trait. It was a very deadly way. He Feilong was certainly not his old friend, but this fat man who has become more arrogant in recent years not long ago, and a big man who was said to be able to provide him with a drug safety channel from Hong Kong to Yangcheng found him and talked to him about a deal that he thought was completely a money-giving. It cannot be blamed for not being careful.

Guan, from the information and found out about this, this is definitely a sure-making deal. Well, even if the other party's ten-year-old child is protected by the big tree of Song and has a background from a big circle, he is still a slutty boy after all. At most, he can't reach an agreement. He can scare the other party and get half the reward easily. Is there any danger? But reality is always like this postmodern... "It's not sow discord, I don't know what your temper is, but if I am you and have a chance to go out, I will definitely kill the fat dragon before me. Because theirs

The direction and purpose of the strategy are clear; if you die, you will be troubled. Of course, it would be better if you can escape by chance, because this will add a lot of excuses to shirk responsibility after assassinating me. In the end, you will still die because if I die, there will be too many big people's anger to calm down. Really, it is not impossible to cut you alive. It is easy to calculate. They have calculated that you will not be able to reach any result, and you will definitely intimidate if you can't reach the result. It is also calculated that as long as you release this, my bodyguard will definitely take action. Then you will either die or be injured, you don't have to forget it, because it is too obvious. Then, if

If you die in me, they will snatch your subordinates and make things bigger, and then cause some storms in Yanjing. Doing so will at least get completely exposed in Hong Kong. My grandfather will be able to get away with the assessment of using power for personal gain, so the right to be promoted four years later is slim. That's not all, as I said before, if you really escape by chance, it would be a gimmick. They can find someone to assassinate me without any scruples, and then blame you. The impact of such consequences will only be greater and less, and more importantly, killing the grandson of the fourth generation of the Wang family's single-handed family can be regarded as avenging the third son of the Zhao family back then."

Looking at Long Wu whose face gradually pales with his words, Wang Qibu analyzed it softly and slowly. Even when he said twice that he was killed, he did not show too many different emotions. He ignored Chen Feng and Li Qing's scene, looking at the other party swallowing saliva, and said, "I really don't know how many brain cells such complicated calculations will consume. But it is not worth it. I can only say that they think too much. Or it is more appropriate to think too much of the useless things. They just tried very hard to put a very simple murder case to infinitely complex words. Is it really necessary? The Zhao family has been dormant for three years, and he thought he had seized an opportunity and created such a disaster that looks like a donkey but a horse. To be honest, I am very disappointed. Maybe they are really

I only think of me as a ten-year-old child? First of all, have they never thought that I would give you a chance to intimidate? Secondly, even if you intimidate, do you think I have no ability to let the old glass who is looking at each other and swallowing saliva not take action? And so what if you die, do they think that Song’s financial power in Hong Kong cannot use money to make a puppet to take over? Again, what if Seven Steps Investment is taken to the table? This company now shoulders the heavy responsibility of having very few people know. And do they really think that adults don’t know the existence of Seven Steps Investment? A group of idiots who are fooling around the will of the saint. Finally, can they kill me?" Speaking of the last sentence, Wang Qibu showed his strong confidence in looking down on the world. Yes, if you want to be chased, my ancestors are my ancestors.

A monster, absolutely monster, why haven't the Daotian thunder struck this human-shaped fairy to death? Looking at the ten-year-old boy in front of him, the poor Comrade Long Wu wanted to call for help. But he knew that he couldn't call him, let alone call him, as long as the boy was unhappy, he might even be deprived of his right to breathe.

"Okay, I've said enough. Now I'll give you a chance to choose, should you die immediately, or should you go back and wait for me to use one day, or torture or silence me by the Zhao family who knows you have turned against me?" Wang Qi walked, his expression and tone this time became more serious.

This sounded like Long Wu, who seemed to be dying, was shocked. The persistence of survival in his heart made him struggle and knelt in front of Wang Qibu. "Wang, Mr. Wang, from now on, from today on, I, Long Wu, are your dog. I just want you to give me a way out."

"You have to choose your own way of life. Congratulations, you have chosen the right first step. If I don't overestimate the IQ of those idiots, then the Royal Hong Kong Policeman is probably already downstairs. With your profession, you know what to do later." Wang Qibu said without saying a word, and the sirens had gone from far to near.

A group of policemen pushed the door in. The foreigner at the front said in English, "Don't move. What's going on?" He had a popular name in the UK named William, and his official rank was the superintendent of the Hong Kong Island Police Station. It was obvious that at his level, he would not have to do any more tasks. But he still came. He morally believed that if he took advantage of others, he should do a full set of shows, but he didn't know that this was revealing the flaws. Alas, so it's not a little bit worse than that of Chinese people.

"Get out, haven't your parents taught you such basic politeness?" Wang Qibu stopped drinking, siping in a very Welsh-style scent.

So William was sad. It was really uncomfortable to be insulted and despised by a child like this. Other police officers who didn't understand were so enthusiastic about translators. Then he whispered in Chinese, such as "The Dead Devils deserve it."

"Ahem, who is the person in charge here?" No matter how effective he used a cough to cover up the embarrassment, William asked as if he didn't hear it.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Get out of here, otherwise I will call the queen to complain about your barbaric behavior now. Before coming, you should have checked the background of the Song family in this company, don't think I'm joking." Wang Qibu ignored this tragic foreigner at all, and said with a threat.

In those two seconds, the foreigner turned around and went out. Everyone saw his trembling and dark face. Anger and shameful destruction of a British gentleman who had just been arrogant and arrogant, into this virtue. Just as Wang Qibu said, this company called Qibu Investment Company has a background in Song, William knew about it. It was not surprising that a noble man who could talk to the queen. It was just like Long Wu thought before, that he thought he was from and that he was not a catcher, and the employer's request was just to do things.

It's just a little bigger. There should be no risk, right? However, he never expected that he could easily threaten his pension and the honor he had accumulated in half his life. So he had to retreat in humiliation. Without his leadership, the other policemen also saw that no murder occurred at all, and were so happy that they would go through the motions and quickly ended. Then, the seriously injured Long Wu asked Wang Qibu whether he could go to the hospital to see a doctor. Wang Qibu was kind and accurate.

"Okay, let's talk about the matter between us now." After the police and the young and dandy left, Wang Qibu only followed and protected Chen Feng and Li Qing for a long time, but it was not until today that the bodyguards who officially met.
Chapter completed!