The old eight of Kyoto, named Ba Qiansui, has dominated Kyoto for 20 years and is in charge of the entire Nishicheng District. Now he has died quietly in this cold basement.

Perhaps he is a big shot in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of Xiao Yun and others, he is not even an ant.

Just kill it.

Xiao Yun waved casually, and someone immediately dragged the body of Kyoto Lao Ba.

Xiao Yun stood up, bowed to Mr. Huang, and said with a slight smile: "Old Huang, thank you for your hard work. Now the case has been investigated, and this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Huang.

I'll ask someone to send you back and come to the door to apologize in person another day."

Mr. Huang forced a smile and bowed to Xiao Yun: "Mr. Xiao is polite. It is Huang's responsibility to cooperate with the investigation, so how can he talk about it?

Since this matter has nothing to do with Huang, Huang will say goodbye first.

I have the opportunity to invite Mr. Xiao to dinner in the future.”

After saying that, Mr. Huang turned around and left. Today's matter was to punish Kyoto's Lao Ba, but in fact he was shaking the mountain and peeling his face. He knew better than anyone else.

"Mr. Huang, Yunluo Group is your property. I heard that I have earned a lot of money in recent years. It is not good to have too much money. When it comes to repaying society, you have to repay society. Don't you think?"

At this moment, Xiao Yun suddenly said slowly behind him.

Mr. Huang suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Xiao Yun deeply, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Mr. Xiao said very much. When he returned, Huang would definitely reflect on himself, restrain his family, and ask them to be someone who has contributed to society.

Mr. Xiao, can Huang leave?"

"I'm sending Mr. Huang?"

Xiao Yun stood up with a smirk on his face.

"Need not!"

Mr. Huang angrily took his men to the elevator and quickly disappeared from Xiao Yun's vision.

The room was terrible quiet, and everyone was waiting for Xiao Yun's next instruction.

Xiao Yun rubbed his face a little tiredly, looked back at Zhao Zhenbei, and decided to give Zhao Zhenbei a frightened order: "Bring Wang Liansheng up."

Seeing that the eighth Kyoto was killed on the spot, Wang Liansheng was already scared and cried as soon as he came up: "Uncle, save me, uncle, save me..." "Mr. Xiao, I know I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong..." "Please let me go, you and my uncle are comrades-in-arms, you are my brothers... I was used by someone, I was really used by someone..." Xiao Yun looked at the crying man on the ground with expressionless face, his heart full of contempt.

Such a person is worthy of competing with him for women?

If it weren't for Zhao Zhenbei's sake, he wouldn't have known how many times he had died.

However, Zhao Zhenbei turned his face aside in pain. After all, he was his own nephew. Now he was going to be executed. It is fake that he doesn't feel sorry for him.

But the facts today are too big. He wants to throw missiles in Kyoto to destroy Mr. Xiao's whole family. His stupid nephew was arrested at the first incident. How many of his brains do Zhao Zhenbei dare to speak out?

Time passed minute by minute, and neither Xiao Yun nor Zhao Zhenbei spoke, only Wang Liansheng was talking nonsense, and even said things worse than his pigs and dogs. Even Zhao Zhenbei's face became hot when he heard it.

Why did I get such a backbone-free nephew?

At this time, Xiao Yun finally spoke: "Old Zhao, this is your nephew, you can do it."

As he said that, Xiao Yun slowly stood up, with his hands behind his back to Wang Liansheng, and carefully observed the map in front of him. He was not at all relieved about Wang Liansheng's life and death.

This is a test for yourself.

Zhao Zhenbei thought to himself: He must make a choice between family affection and legal principles.

With Xiao Yun's temper, even if he lets Wang Liansheng go now, Xiao Yun won't say anything, but this brother is afraid that he will not be able to do it in the future.

But if Wang Liansheng is about to be executed, how can he face his sister in the future?

Conscience is suffering.

In the end, Zhao Zhenbei chose the law, took out the gun from his waist, pointed it at Wang Liansheng's head tremblingly, and said with a sad face: "Liansheng, go with peace of mind.

Remember to be a good person in the next life.”

"uncle!"

Wang Liansheng raised his head suddenly, his face full of fear, and he never dreamed that he would die in the hands of his uncle in the end.

Zhao Zhenbei slowly closed his eyes and was about to pull the trigger to kill Mr. Wang. Suddenly his wrist numb and the gun had already reached Xiao Yun's hand.

Xiao Yun whispered in his ear: "Forget it, Lao Zhao, it's not difficult for you.

You can ask Wang Liansheng and his family to go back to meet for the last time, and then hand it over to Song Feng of the 15th Bureau to deal with it. I will give him a complete body."

Zhao Zhenbei looked at Xiao Yun gratefully and whispered: "I understand, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Yun took his people away quickly, while Zhao Zhenbei helped Wang Liansheng's arm to take him outside the door of the 36th Bureau.

Wang Liansheng greedily breathed the fresh air outside and asked excitedly: "Uncle, am I okay? Can I leave now?"

Zhao Zhenbei looked heavy, and he took out two cigarettes silently, stuffed one into Wang Liansheng's mouth, lit it for him, and said in a deep voice: "Liangsheng, don't blame my uncle for being cruel. You really broke the sky this time, and no one can help you."

"Mr. Xiao has kindly made a fool of himself and allows you to go back and say goodbye to your mother and father. After saying goodbye, you should come back to me quickly. Don't think about escaping. There are more than 36 bureaus in Beijing, and there are many departments at all levels."

Cough cough! Wang Liansheng kept coughing, his fingers trembling: "Then, will you kill me after I come back? Just like killing Kyoto Laoba, I twist my neck?"

Zhao Zhenbei sighed, unable to bear to tell him the truth, but just comforted him: "You go back to see your parents first. As for your punishment, Mr. Xiao hasn't decided yet."

After hearing this, Wang Liansheng finally got a little angry again. He sucked the cigarette twice, then threw it hard on the ground, jumped into his car, and left without looking back.

He first visited his parents, then looked at his wife and children, then parked his car next to a park, lay on the railing and started smoking one by one.

He was wondering how he got to this point, whether it started with meeting Tang Ruoxue, or from killing Xiao Jindou, or from the first killing... The memory was blurred, and all the glory was returned to the darkness. He knew that his life had ended. What awaited him was either life imprisonment or shot immediately, and no one could save him.

Finally, the last cigarette in the box disappeared. Wang Liansheng threw the cigarette box in the grass and drove to the Thirty-sixth Bureau. However, halfway through, he changed his attention and turned the front of the car and headed out of the city to the highway.

It’s not his personality to just wait for death like this. It’s better to give it a try. What if he can run away?

However, in Xiao Yun's dictionary, there is never a word of intent or two.

When passing a large turntable, an eight-wheel heavy truck suddenly lost control and directly hit Wang Liansheng and his car seven or eight meters away, and then crushed him from the roof. Wang Liansheng's car was completely crushed into a thin piece of iron, and blood flowed out of the gap. People inside could imagine it.

After the accident, the truck driver just got out of the car and took a look, then flew and jumped down from the overpass, leaving no trace.

….Airport.

Xiao Yun stood in front of a helicopter. The plane was already warming up and ready to fly together. The strong wind from the propeller blew, and Xiao Yun's windbreaker was clattering.

Qi Sha quickly walked to Xiao Yun and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Xiao, that Wang Liansheng has escaped halfway and has been arranged to be abandoned."

"I originally wanted to give him a decent way of dying, but he didn't cherish it himself.

Forget it, I will give Zhao Zhenbei two levels and give him some comfort."

Xiao Yun said as he jumped onto the plane, and the plane left empty.

...At the same time, Wang Liansheng's car accident also reached the Wang family. His mother called Zhao Zhenbei as soon as possible, and cried heartbrokenly on the phone: "Zhenbei, Lian is alive and dead, how can I live?"

"This is a conspiracy. There must be a conspiracy here. Zhenbei, please help me check it out and find out who harmed my son. I will definitely not let him have a good time."

Zhao Zhenbei kept listening quietly, and when his sister had almost vented, he said indifferently: "This is not a conspiracy, it is just a simple traffic accident.

There is no need to check it out."
Chapter completed!