"Mr. Wang, there's word out there that you're going to borrow their knife to get rid of Wan Muchun, and then you're going to call the police to kill them, and we'll be sworn in with you from now on."

Wang Jiusheng: "Fart, what the hell does the police have to do with me..."

When he said this, his voice suddenly stopped, and Wang Jiusheng raised his head: "What did you just say? Are these the Xu family's original words? Did you say that I borrowed a knife... to get rid of Wan Muchun?"

"yes."

After Wang Jiusheng listened, he fell silent for a long time. He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtains, and looked at the seaside from a distance.

For the sake of safety, he knew that he should be more cautious and not return to the country to show his face at the cusp of this storm - he has always been cautious all his life, and he will kill with one strike.

But……

Zhang Meizhen is the former leader of Beituo. She has stayed away from right and wrong for thirty years, and there are still old men in the gang who recognize her. Wang Jiusheng has fewer and fewer people to contact now. This time, in order to eradicate Wan Muchun, he acted hastily and recruited again.

The troublemakers in the Xu family are dissatisfied... Could it be that he is alone on this small broken island, unable to reach his eyes and watching others pry away his hard work?

The subordinate on the phone was silent with him for a while, and then said, "Mr. Wang, to be honest with you... Futongda has economic investigation police coming every day, and I haven't dared to go back to the company for the past two days. What should I do?"

What should I do? I’m waiting for your words..."

Wang Jiusheng closed his eyes.

Even if he never returns to China and gives up all those things to Zhang Meizhen, his overseas assets will still be enough for him to live in peace and security without worrying about food and clothing.

Why bother?

With such a big fuss this time, it's not sure what will happen to the Xingji Gang, this bastard who has no future today. Maybe he can be generous and escape in time.

He thought: A person has lived a lifetime of glory and influence, so why is there not enough?

Wang Jiusheng opened his eyes suddenly: "Book a ticket for me and I'll go back."

However, greed is also a terminal disease for which medicine fails to work.

On the second floor of a residential building in the suburbs of Yanning, Xu Lin's back was soaked with cold sweat - his accomplices were all sleeping downstairs without anyone noticing, but he didn't dare to scream.

The moonlight swept through the window, and the invisible fishing line wrapped around him in a small area. The most dangerous one was right in front of his throat, as if if he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the thing would cut his throat.

In addition, he also held a razor on the side of his neck.

"Do you think that 'Pao Ding Jie Niu' is just drawing arcs with a knife? Who taught you? The threshold for killers is not that low, brother." The person holding his life smelled him, and then

He took the phone away from his hand, "Can you really not smell this smell?"

Xu Lin rolled his eyes in fear and did not dare to say a word.

"But thank you for 'getting rid' of me." Gan Qing thought for a moment and slowly raised the razor, "Wang Jiu, who was originally from the Xingji Gang, used you, let's trick him back, and I'll vent your anger on your behalf.

OK?"

Xu Lin was about to breathe a sigh of relief: "You..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt pain in the back of his neck, his vision went dark, and he fell towards the fishing line.

"It's over," Xu Lin's last thought flashed through him, "I'm going to be cut into pieces!"

However, the fishing lines were only weakly draped. The moment Xu Lin smashed them down, they wrapped softly around his body, twisting him into a spindle.

I remembered the banging on the door downstairs: "Police! Someone reported that you are harboring wanted criminals!"
Chapter completed!