Chapter 691: No Face!

"Sorry, it's a little late. I looked at Zhang Yu and smiled apologetically.

Ah Le came with someone, and I was naturally saved. Although the killers of the Northern Sect Blood Killing Hall are powerful, there are many people on our side, fifty or sixty of them came, and everyone carried guns and killed five or six elites of the Blood Killing Hall. Chen Shaocong saw that the situation was not good, and immediately fled with people. Ah Le didn't chase after me, and immediately rescued me from the river.

I was shot twice and had a stab wound, not critically wounded, but not lightly. Before I had time to wrap up my wounds, I rushed over with Qian Wenhong!

It was a mess, it was wet, the river water and blood were mixed together, and blood was dripping down.

"Xiao Feng, why are you injured and what happened?" Zhang Yu asked with a concerned face.

"It's okay, it's important to get down to business. I smiled, and immediately my eyes fell on the prince in front of me.

He frowned, turned and walked towards the room on the side.

"Who dares to break into my Xinhong's Tuodi?" a long-faced man pointed at me and scolded sharply.

Before I could speak, a topless fat man said, "Isn't this Wang Feng, the Five Tigers and Ten Masters of Changle?"

This person is none other than Fat Qiang!

"Fat Qiang, so you know me. I smiled and said.

"Hehe, the number one celebrity in the rivers and lakes today, who doesn't know the big guy Feng?" Fei Qiang had a sneer on his face, and said: "What are you doing in Changle to our Xinhongtuo Land? Do you know that we are holding a lobby meeting? Come on, blast him out for me!"

"Don't, I'm not here to represent Changle this time, but in a private capacity. You should know that Wei Chengsi and I are brothers, and now someone is plotting to kill my eldest brother, and I am here to be angry with my eldest brother. I looked at Fei Qiang with a smile and said, "Big guy Qiang, are you in such a hurry to blast me out, are you weak-hearted?"

"Weak heart? haha......" Fei Qiang laughed loudly, and said with an arrogant face: "I am loyal to Boss Wei, and I am more like a younger brother to Wei Chenghei, how can I murder him?

"Changle Zai get out!"

"Damn, we're having a lobby meeting, what are you doing to make a fuss?"

"Hack him!"

……

A group of people pointed at me and cursed, and some even raised their machetes aggressively and walked towards me with a menacing attitude.

"Who dare to move?"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, and Wei Chenghe's face was cold, and he walked towards me with a medicine box in his hand.

Fei Qiang hurriedly said: "Young Pavilion Master, he is Changle Zai, he broke into our Xinhongtuo Land, according to the rules of the rivers and lakesβ€”β€”"

The prince directly ignored the fat strong, came to me, and said, "Bandage the wound first." ”

He then opened the medicine box, first wiped the wound with a dry towel, then disinfected it with alcohol, applied the potion, and wrapped it in a bandage.

A room full of people watched the prince wrap up his wounds for me, and no one dared to speak. After all, the prince is the young hall master, and no one dares to offend.

"Thank you, Brother Prince. I said with a smile.

"It's me who should say thank you, Xiao Feng hurriedly finished his work and went to the hospital to take out the warhead. The prince said with a concerned face.

I nodded.

"Sitting in the hall, our Xinhong lobby will meet, what is the matter with a Changle boy running over and making a big fuss? If it spreads, everyone on the road will say that we Xinhong is afraid of Changle. Fei Qiang looked at Wei Shengrong and said very dissatisfied.

"Fat Qiang, shut up!" I stepped forward, pointed to his nose and said, "You colluded with the Jinshanjiao Poison King Zawan to murder Wei Chenghei, and today is your death!"

"Damn, when did Lao Tzu murder the young pavilion master, you tell me clearly. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you!" Fat Qiang's face suddenly turned hideous and murderous.

"You made a total of three payments to Zawan, and the first money was 20 million US dollars, which was the reward for Zawan to kill the prince. The second payment of 10 million US dollars is for you to compensate Zawan for his losses. The third sum of eight million dollars is the amount that Zawan extorted from you!" I looked at Fei Qiang with a smile and said, "I'm right, right?"

The panic in the depths of Fei Qiang's eyes flashed away, and then he pointed at me and shouted: "What nonsense! This is slander and planting! If you have the ability, you can come up with evidence!"

"Proof, yes!" I clapped my palm.

Immediately, Ah Le led Qian Wenhong and walked into the lobby under the gaze of everyone.

"Money...... Qian Wenhong!"

Seeing that person, the fat body suddenly trembled!

"Mr. Qian, why are you here?" Fei Qiang immediately stepped forward and reached out to pull Qian Wenhong, ready to pull him to his side to warn him not to talk nonsense.

Who knows, Qian Wenhong's arm shook off directly, shaking off the fat and strong.

Fatty Qiang's face changed slightly, could it be that Qian Wenhong was bought by Wang Feng?

"Mr. Qian, this is the boss of Xinhong's pavilion, and the rest are all the bigwigs of Xinhong, you can tell what you know in front of so many people. I patted Qian Wenhong on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Qian Wenhong nodded, his eyes fell on Fei Qiang, and he said without hesitation: "Fei Qiang colluded with the Jinshanjiao Poison King Zawan to murder the owner of the Xinhong Shao Pavilion!"

Qian Wenhong is a big entrepreneur, naturally not a fool, and has a clear understanding of the situation. He knew he had to bring down Fat Qiang tonight, or he would be finished. It is impossible to fight against the water, the only son is in Wang Feng's hands!

"Fart, you are all farts, join forces to fuck me!" Fat Qiang's face turned red, and he yelled angrily: "Sitting, do you believe in two outsiders, or believe me?"

Wei Shengrong squinted slightly, and said, "Of course I believe in you and Xinhong's brother." ”

"Sitting in the hall, your eyes are like torches, I think this is the conspiracy of Wang Feng and Changle. slandered me for murdering the prince, and then made us Xinhong internally disagreeable, and they took the opportunity to attack our Xinhong!" Fei Qiang shouted.

"Fat Qiang, are you weak-hearted? If you didn't do anything wrong, just confront Wang Feng, you are in such a hurry to drive people away, you have to make people suspicious!" Zhang Yu took a step forward and said.

Many people in the lobby nodded.

"Brother Qiang, you are not afraid of shadows, you will confront them. If they're framed, I'll cut them down on the spot!" a big guy spoke up.

Fat Qiang's eyes flickered a few times, and then he said: "Confrontation is confrontation, I see what tricks you can play." ”

Then, one after another eyes fell on Qian Wenhong.

He took a deep breath and said, "A few days ago, Feiqiang asked me to send money to an account, and I remitted a total of three times, the first time was 20 million US dollars, the second time was 10 million US dollars, and the third time was 8 million US dollars!"

"This is the remittance record!" Qian Wenhong took out a list and handed it to Wei Shengrong.

Wei Shengrong nodded and said, "Mr. Qian is right, this is the proof of the Swiss bank!"

"Fei Qiang, do you recognize this matter?" asked Qian Wenhong.

"Hehe, what does it matter to me if you send money?" Fei Qiang smiled disdainfully.

"You asked me to send it. ”

"Bloody mouth, when did Lao Tzu let you send money?" Fei Qiang didn't admit it, anyway, when he called Qian Wenhong, no second person knew.

"I have a recording of the call. Qian Wenhong said.

Fatty Qiang's complexion changed suddenly.

"Mr. Qian, hello, hello, I'm fat, I haven't seen you for a long time...... I recently made a business, and the capital turnover is not open, can you help me send some money to an account first...... The account is ...... Don't worry, we have been trading funds for so long, and I will definitely return this money to you within the specified period......"

Qian Wenhong played the phone recording, and everyone could hear it clearly, it was a fat voice, asking Qian Wenhong to remit money.

Fei Qiang was dumbfounded, the content of his conversation with Qian Wenhong was actually recorded!

The evidence is ironclad!

Fei Qiang couldn't get rid of it, scratched his head, and said with an embarrassed face: "I'm sorry, I've had a lot of things lately, and I forgot about it." Indeed, I asked Mr. Qian to help me send money a few times. ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and there was a suspicious expression on their faces.

"What's wrong with the money, can't Lao Tzu do business?" The fat dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and continued to roar arrogantly.

"It's nothing to send money. I smiled and said, "The key is the other party's account, which has a lot of origin." That account is a Swiss bank account opened by Zawan, the drug king of Jinshanjiao, which can be found on the dark web. This is the account that Zawan uses to trade on the dark web! If you don't believe me, Boss Wei, you can check it out!"

Zawan's account is transparent on the dark web and doesn't take much effort to find out. Because he is the king of drugs, he is lawless and directly publicizes his account to take business on the dark web!

"Ah Wu, you asked people to check the account in the phone recording, is it from the Jinshanjiao Poison King Zawan?" said Boss Wei lightly.

After a while, the results came out, and that account was Zawan's, and there was nothing wrong with that!

Now it can be determined that Fei Qiang has remitted three sums to the drug king Zha Wan in Jinshanjiao through Qian Wenhong!

The time of remittance coincides with the time of the prince's disappearance!

Things have developed so far, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the prince had an accident in Jinshanjiao, and it was the fat and strong who bought Zawan to make a ghost!

The fat face turned pale with a brush!

The face is colorless!

"Prepare a second course. Boss Wei looked at Zhang Yu, and his lips moved slightly.

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