Volume 1: Rage Chapter 111: Immortals fight, mortals suffer
"It's time for our family to have a new security consultant. ”
Wan Zhuxiang's tone was full of smiles, holding the phone, and said softly.
"Huh?"
The man made a puzzled sound, didn't say anything, waited for a long time, and didn't see Wan Zhuxiang explaining, so he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"
"yes. ”
Although Wan Zhuxiang knew that the man couldn't see it, she still nodded habitually, and then said in a slightly aggrieved tone: "He also plans to send me to prison." ”
"Hmph. ”
After hearing Wan Zhuxiang's words, the man snorted coldly, and his tone instantly became cold: "Where is he now?"
"He's now ... ”
Wan Zhuxiang glanced at the entrance as she spoke, and now said, "He is no longer in this world now." ”
“。。。 ”
On the other side of the phone, the man's breathing was obvious, and then his mood returned to calm, and he said with a smile: "This kind of thing, you should not do it in the future, but you can't dirty your hands." ”
"What do you say, who let you stay away from home every day, I was bullied and you are not there. Wan Zhuxiang said coquettishly, at this time, no matter how you look at it, she is not close to the forty-year-old.
"Good, good, my bad. ”
The man smiled lightly: "I'm busy right now, and when I'm done, I'll take you to me." ”
"Don't. Wan Zhuxiang immediately refused.
"Uh... The man's voice paused, not knowing what to say.
Fortunately, the corners of Wan Zhuxiang's mouth hooked, and said with a smile: "I'm going to you, what should I do if it's so beautiful?"
"Don't worry. The man said: "I'll transfer Xie Cong back now, let him protect Haomei full-time, so that Haomei's safety doesn't have to worry, besides, Haomei is in her twenties, you, as a mother, should also rest and rest, and you can't follow her all the time." ”
"You're thinking a lot. Wan Zhuxiang leaned on the sofa and rolled her eyes, but unfortunately no one saw this amorous scene except for Cheng Feng, a dead man.
"Haha, let's do it, I'll go back and ask the secretary to arrange the time, I'll go home and accompany you and be beautiful." ”
"Okay, then you have to do it as soon as possible, after all this time, I miss you. ”
"Okay, well, definitely as soon as possible. The man said repeatedly, and then said: "As for Cheng Feng's matter, you don't care, Xie Cong will be able to rush to you tomorrow morning, and let him handle everything." ”
"Well, okay. Wan Zhuxiang nodded and continued: "But... There is one more troublesome thing. ”
"Huh?" the man wondered again, and then said in surprise, "What can make my baby feel troubled?"
"Nasty. ”
Listening to the man's tone of pretending to be surprised, Wan Zhuxiang smiled: "Cheng Feng recorded a recording of me yesterday, and now in Fang Zhen's hands, he will ask two policemen to take me to the bureau today, and I will make a phone call to agree to let me go tomorrow... ”
Wan Zhuxiang deliberately didn't continue to finish, and the man also heard Wan Zhuxiang's meaning, but he first asked suspiciously, "What recording of yours?"
"Oops. Wan Zhuxiang first screamed, and then laughed softly: "Wen Yaoyang... He's dead. ”
"What?"
Hearing the news, the man was also shocked, but after an instant, he recovered, and his ingenuity cleared up the matter after a little thought, and then asked calmly: "Can his recording directly show that you are the murderer?"
"Of course not, how could I be caught with such a low-level handle?" Wan Zhuxiang said, her tone full of pride.
"Well, that's good. The man then asked, "Is Fang Zhen the director of the Shangcheng District Public Security Bureau who was just promoted two years ago?"
"yes. Wan Candle replied.
"Hmm. The man pondered for a moment and said, "Candle incense, you don't have to worry about anything about this matter, I'll call that Fang Zhen now, hmph, I want to see if there is no evidence, who dares to touch my woman." ”
"Giggles. ”
Knowing that she had caused such a big trouble, Wan Zhuxiang smiled gloatingly: "I knew you could solve it." ”
“。。。 ”
The man didn't speak, presumably he was also very speechless now, and after a long silence, the man spoke: "Then let's do it first, I'll call Fang Zhen, you just wait for the good news." ”
"Well, good. ”
Wan Zhuxiang smiled, hung up the phone after the two said goodbye, and after throwing the phone aside, the whole body lay on the big sofa again, and closed her eyes relaxedly.
I don't know how long later, just when Wan Zhuxiang was half asleep, the phone that she had left aside rang again, Wan Zhuxiang opened her eyes, reached out to take the phone and took a look, and found that it was an unfamiliar number, but the strange number that called her at this time, how could Wan Zhuxiang not know who it was? I saw her press the mute button, and put the phone aside again with a chuckle on the corner of her mouth.
After another moment, the phone rang again, and Wan Zhuxiang pressed the mute again, and after five times of repeating, Wan Zhuxiang answered the phone.
"Ouch, Mr. Wan, why did you answer the phone. Fang Zhen on the other side of the phone had long lost his calmness and calmness just now, and said in a flattering tone.
"Are you?Director Fang?" Wan Zhuxiang asked in a puzzled tone: "Why did Director Fang change his mobile phone number, I didn't know it was you." ”
"Hey, my phone is out of battery, it's out of battery. Fang Zhen said with a smile, looking at the mobile phone that was broken by him, Fang Zhen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, because the mobile phone number he was calling now was specially used by him to contact his lover, but just now Ouyang Jie suddenly called his number, and now he completely understood the horror of the Ouyang family.
"Director Fang, didn't I tell you just now, I have something to do at night. Wan Zhuxiang said calmly: "Besides, we won't meet tomorrow, what's the matter if we don't talk about it tomorrow?"
"No, no, no. When Fang Zhen heard this, he hurriedly said: "No need, no need, Mr. Wan, you don't need it tomorrow, I thought about it just now, I feel that there must be some misunderstanding in this, plus Mr. Wan, you have every opportunity, I can't disturb you here." ”
"Oh, what's wrong?" Wan Zhuxiang smiled and asked knowingly, "Why didn't Director Fang suddenly need me to pass?"
"Ouch, Mr. Wan, this is a misunderstanding, it was my fault just now, it was my poor investigation, in this way, when Brother Ouyang comes back, I will personally form a bureau and compensate you." ”
"Yo, Fang Zhen, you'll have a lot of things now. Wan Zhuxiang raised her eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Brother Ouyang... That's what you called?"
"No, no, of course not. Fang Zhen listened to Wan Zhuxiang's words, he was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "How can I be qualified to be called Brother Ouyang, Mr. Wan, I was wrong, I was wrong, this matter is really not my idea, you don't remember the villain, let me go." ”
"Hmph. ”
Wan Zhuxiang heard Fang Zhen say so much, she couldn't help but snort coldly, and said with a gloomy face: "Of course I know that this matter is not your idea, just because you are not worthy, so let's do it, you bring a message to Wen Bodong and tell him, if you provoke me again, I will let him accompany his baby son, remember clearly?"
"Yes, yes, remember. Fang Zhen hurriedly responded.
"Just remember it. Wan Zhuxiang said coldly: "Okay, I'm very busy now, so I won't chat with Director Fang." ”
"Okay, Mr. Wan, you get busy first. ”
Too lazy to listen to Fang Zhen's flattering voice, Wan Zhuxiang hung up the phone directly, and then sat on the sofa and thought about it, Cheng Feng's body has been lying at the gate, and he should not stay at home tonight.
Thinking about it like this, Wan Zhuxiang stood up, took her bag, walked straight across Cheng Feng's corpse, opened the door and walked out, came to the side of the road and sat in the driver's seat, and drove directly towards the company.
Gangnam, in another villa -
The two maids stood at the table in a restrained manner, not daring to utter a mouthful, while another beautifully dressed woman was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but tears were still flowing down from time to time, and a sad atmosphere permeated the whole room.
In the study on the second floor of the villa, a middle-aged man was holding a mobile phone, and said with a cold face: "Wan Zhuxiang, really said that?"
"Yes, she just called me, and I called you straight away, and that's exactly what she said. On the phone, it was the voice of Fang Zhen, who had just spoken to Wan Zhuxiang.
"Click. ”
The middle-aged man listened to Fang Zhen's words, his right hand clenched directly, and the mobile phone screen was directly squeezed out to the cracks, and the man held back his anger and said, "Well, I know, let's do this first." ”
"Okay, if you need anything, just contact me. Fang Zhen said.
"Contact you!?"
As soon as he heard Fang Zhen's words, the middle-aged man roared directly: "If I contact you, now that bitch is squatting in prison, Fang Zhen, Fang Zhen, you are really a waste!"
“。。。 ”
Fang Zhen on the other side of the phone didn't dare to say a word more, so he could only put the phone as far away as possible to save the shock to his ears.
After the middle-aged man finished scolding, he didn't say hello, hung up the phone directly, slammed the phone on the table, looked at a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of his study, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his lips did not move, and a cold voice came out: "Wan Zhuxiang, I won't kill you this time, my Wen Bodong has lived in vain for so many years... ”
On the other side of the phone, Fang Zhen held the mobile phone that had no sound, and couldn't help but feel infinitely aggrieved in his heart, who of the people he saw on weekdays was not polite to him? Why did he provoke these two great gods today? Instead of giving himself a little face, he scolded himself everywhere, she killed your son with candlesticks, you are looking for her to settle accounts, what are you looking for me? Now you two great gods are fighting here, what do you care about me as a mortal?
This is really a fight between immortals, and mortals suffer.