The middle-aged man was very kind, he was beaten to the ground by Zhong Hou, but he still spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and scolded angrily: "If you have a kind, kill me, if you want to know something from my mouth, there is no way." ”

Zhong Hou laughed, this smile fell in Fang Ting's eyes, making her heart tighten, what a sinister smile! Is this person in front of her really the honest and honest looking like Zhong Hou before? But then she began to rejoice, fortunately, the person Zhong Hou was going to deal with was not herself, Fang Ting glanced at the middle-aged man on the ground with sympathetic eyes.

"Don't you know that sometimes death is a good relief?" Zhong Hou said.

The middle-aged man quickly understood the meaning of this sentence, there is a pain called life is worse than death, and he finally realized it in his lifetime.

Zhong Hou didn't actually do anything, just inserted a few needles into the middle-aged man's body, and these needles happened to be inserted into some acupuncture points, which just happened to make people experience the feeling of soreness, tingling, and tingling.

The middle-aged man still had a disdainful expression on his face at first, but it was just a little sore, nothing remarkable, and then his brow furrowed, and there was a stinging pain in some places, as if his whole body was being pricked with countless needles. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth tightly, trying not to make a sound out of pain, but his efforts failed, and another round of attacks hit, this time many parts had a tingling feeling, like a symptom of chilblains and heat, and people wanted to chop off the itchy parts.

"How is it?, are you willing to recruit?" Zhong Hou looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was rolling in pain, and asked kindly.

Looking at this demon-like man, the middle-aged man finally gave in, even if he survived this level, he didn't know what vicious things were waiting for him. Thinking of his big boss behind the scenes, the middle-aged man is a little gloomy, I can't stand you, but I really can't bear this pain, I can only die to repay your kindness.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhong Hou with resentment, and reluctantly said a name in his ear. When Zhong Hou heard this name, his brows immediately wrinkled into a Sichuan shape, it was really similar to what he imagined, it was really him, but why did he do this, the Zhu family was not thin on him, and Zhu Lao treated him like a son.

Fang Ting also heard the name, but her heart moved, as if she hadn't heard anything. The Fang family is an ally of the Zhu family, but it is only an inconspicuous one of them, and it is not her turn to speak about the affairs of the Zhu family. When the matter came here, it had basically been resolved, and there were some things that she couldn't interfere with, thinking of this, Fang Ting was a little depressed.

"Then I'll leave it to you. After Zhong Hou helped Fang Ting tie up all these people, he smiled and said to Fang Ting. After interrogation, these people confessed many things, and it can be said that all of them are worthy of sentencing. Fang Ting had already contacted her colleagues to come over, Zhong Hou had something in his heart, so he was not ready to stay longer and said goodbye to Fang Ting.

Fang Ting snorted, and when Zhong Hou was about to walk out of her sight, she bit her lip and said in a soft voice: "Thank you." ”

Zhong Hou heard it, he turned his head and said with a smile: "If you really want to thank me, then promise me." Then before Fang Ting got angry, he quickly slipped away and trotted all the way out of Fang Ting's field of vision. Fang Ting was blushing when Zhong Hou said this, and scolded angrily: "Eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, there is no good thing for men." Fang Ting's concern when Zhu Yingxia came to relieve Zhong Hou that day was in her eyes, but she was only watching from a distance at that time.

Zhong Hou sat on the Crouching Tiger car, still a little uneasy, an imaginary name, but it disturbed Zhong Hou's mood all of a sudden. Zhong Hou had suspected Zhu Xifeng before, he looked at him so strangely, and he came out from the Zhong family and Sun Linlin to drive Zhu Yingxia's car, knowing that this matter is very rare, the person who can quickly arrange the car accident and send someone to ambush must be very familiar with the Zhong family, and he is very powerful.

Except for Zhu Xifeng, Zhong Hou really couldn't think of anyone else.

So what is the purpose of his doing this, the same as his own analysis, is to Zhu Lao? But this should not be, Zhu Xifeng came to Zhu's house at the age of seven or eight, and it is not much different from Zhu Lao's biological son, why should he harm himself to achieve the goal of harming Zhu Lao? Zhong Houxiang's head is big, but he still has no idea.

Zhong Hou still decided to give Zhu Yingxia a call, your family's affairs, it's too unfair for me to be an outsider, at least you have to get involved, right?

"Hello. "A soft and elegant voice that makes people feel refreshed when they hear it.

"You're good. Zhong Hou said a little stupidly, he has been on the phone for so many days, and he has never met such a formal person who says hello.

Zhong Hou's stupidity betrayed him at once, and Zhu Yingxia over there obviously heard that it was Zhong Hou here, she smiled and said: "It's you, do you have something to do with me?"

"Well, something's wrong, it's urgent, I need you, you come out quickly, let's open a room." Zhong Hou's tone was urgent.

"Open a room?" Zhu Yingxia's voice suddenly raised, it was so late that a person asked you to come out of a room to open a room, either he was mentally ill or had an intention on you. Zhong Hou is obviously not a psychopath, he has intentions. Should I promise him, Zhu Yingxia hesitated.

"I'm out there now, I'll be back later. Right next to your house, there's a grand hotel, and you just open a room there and wait for me, and I'll be there in about an hour. It's not convenient to be at your house, you must wait for me. Zhong Hou hung up the phone as he spoke. He needs to hurry back quickly, and as soon as Fang Ting's people go back, he may leak the news, and if there is really anything wrong with Zhu Xifeng, he will definitely run away. I have to hurry up, Zhong Hou started the car and hurried all the way.

Zhu Yingxia held the phone in his hand, his expression was very strange, some angry, some shy, and even more ashamed. What kind of person does he think he is, does he really think he is that kind of woman? Not only does he want to open a room with him, but he actually asks me to book a room! Bastard, what a bastard! Don't go, resolutely don't go! Zhu Ying is extremely chivalrous, and he thinks with hatred.

This is what you owe him. After a long time, Zhu Yingxia sighed slightly, stood up, rummaged through the cabinets and began to dress up. One by one, I finally found a very sexy and charming dress after half an hour. A limited-edition emerald green dress by Fendi, worn on Zhu Yingxia, made her radiant, and her chest was high up, slightly revealing a small piece of breast, which was very tempting. There is a pair of slender and smooth beautiful legs bare below, which looks like a desire to arouse.

Zhu Yingxia walked out of the door, came to the Fulida Hotel, opened the room, sent Zhong Hou the room number, and sat quietly on the bed waiting for the arrival of that moment. Even if it is to repay his kindness, suddenly, I wish Yingxia a tragic feeling of sacrificing his life.