Chapter 638: Han Ying's Death

Han Ying is gone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Walking in a hurry, he didn't stay for ten minutes from coming to Du Hengyu's office, and when he left, he once again told Du Hengyu not to worry, he would go back to Han Kui to find a substitute for the dead ghost now, and he would definitely not let this matter involve Du Hengyu's head.

Looking at Han Ying's sexy figure that left quickly, Du Hengyu's eyes slowly became gloomy, he believed in his eyes and intuition, Han Ying should not have deceived himself, he also saw that Han Ying really cared about himself, but what about Han Kui?

Du Hengyu suddenly remembered the fragments of the quarrel he had with Han Kui last time.

A lot of their own business is involved with the underground world of Hong Kong and Kowloon, and most of their own interests are not visible, by no means as magical as rumored by the outside world, the Du Group is huge, but in his hands it is just an empty shelf, an empty tool used to launder money, although the Du Group seems to be very profitable, but many of the so-called money-making industries in the group are involved in things that are not visible, but all this is too secretive, even the first executive president of the group, Ji Qinghe, is impossible to perceive.

Who would have thought that their boss was using their own group to do illegal things?

The real secrets and money channels behind Du Hengyu are not known much, each of them is a party in the underground world, and Han Kui is undoubtedly the most deeply understood one, because of Han Ying's relationship, Du Hengyu never suspected that Han Kui would betray him, because he could see Han Kui's love for his daughter, so even if he didn't want to, he would continue to bear it and continue to help him keep it secret.

But now, this self-confidence makes Du Hengyu feel a little unfirm.

Because of the matter of these freighters, Han Kui is also one of the insiders, and he knows a lot.

Even if he doesn't need to be reminded by Lei Zhan, he is now suspecting that there is an internal ghost within his interest group, but he can't be sure who it is?

It's just that he never doubted Han Kui.

I hope it's not you, but if it's you, what is your purpose?

Du Hengyu finally shook his head gently, didn't continue to think about it, picked up his mobile phone and called his driver and bodyguard, and asked them to come up and pick him up immediately, now the entire Hong Kong and Kowloon are in a turbulent stage, although this storm is only stirring the underground world, and it has nothing to do with Du Hengyu on the surface, but only Du Hengyu himself knows how much this storm affects him, and even if he is not careful, he will be involved in it, and it is possible that there are no bones.

So he had to be careful.

He naturally wouldn't expect Han Ying to go back and really say that he could move Han Kui to help him top the tank, let alone find two substitutes for the dead ghosts, even if Han Kui himself couldn't help himself this time, he took a step back and said, even if Han Kui himself came forward to resist, but would he do it?

The answer is undoubtedly no, Han Kui can unconditionally tolerate his excessive demands again and again, but he also has his own bottom line, which Du Hengyu knows well.

So he still has to rely on himself, although he knows that what he does now may be useless, but he can't give up, he can only continue to work hard, and next, the two places he wants to go to are the places he wanted to go before but never went.

One is the General Administration of Customs, and the other is the headquarters of the Armed Police Division of the Hong Kong and Kowloon Military Subdivisions of the South China Military Region, because only these two places are the only places he can think of that have a connection with the Navy Division, and only here can he further achieve his goals, as for how much he loses in order to achieve his goals, Du Hengyu can't care about it at all now, even if he gives away half of his family business, as long as he can resolve this crisis, he thinks it is worth it......

-- Han Ying drove his favorite Maserati on the road at a high speed.

In the past, every time she drove this sports car on the road, she had a fierce sense of satisfaction, not only because of the price and performance of the car, but also because this car was a birthday gift from Du Hengyu.

But at this time, Han Ying didn't have a sense of enjoyment in her heart, she just wanted to go home as soon as possible, find her father, and let her father help her find a way to resolve Du Hengyu's crisis.

Smuggling, that is not a small case, if it is really exposed, Du Hengyu's entire reputation will be completely finished, and the achievements of these years will be in vain.

Han Ying is not a child, although she deliberately behaved so innocently just now, she also knew the seriousness of this matter in her heart, and she also understood why Du Hengyu's face was so ugly just now.

Han Ying really loves Du Hengyu deeply, even if she knows that Du Hengyu is not as glamorous as the outside world, she will never allow Du Hengyu to have an accident, and now, the only thing she can think of is her father, only her father has the ability to help him.

"Crunch-"

After shaking the chaotic head, Han Ying stopped the car on the side of the road with a sudden brake, then looked left and right, turned around and walked towards a medium-sized supermarket not far away, she was going to buy some gifts for her father first, and then beg her father to help Du Hengyu, at least she could become a better talker.

Han Ying parked the car at the door of the supermarket, pushed the door and got out of the car, swayed in, chose two good cigarettes and liquor, and walked out again.

Pulling the car door and throwing things behind, Han Ying turned around and came to the driver's seat, and just after doing it, he felt that something was wrong before he could start the car......

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at a strange man who appeared in his passenger seat at some point, a man with a scar on his face......

"You're—"

Han Ying was so frightened that her red lips grew, but before she could question and exclaim, a pair of powerful hands grabbed her slender neck like lightning, without any hesitation-"Gaba-"

The sound of bones shattering suddenly sounded in the carriage, and the big hands simply twisted Han Ying's neck, without any pity, Han Ying's face only had time to show a trace of horror before he lost his life......

"Such a beautiful woman, it's a pity that I can't enjoy it first!"

The man with the scar did not leave immediately after completing all this, but looked at Han Ying's bewitching figure and said a word of regret, and then sat in the passenger seat and started the car, swinging Han Ying's posture and legs, letting her step on the accelerator, and the man controlled the steering wheel with one hand and drove away quickly......

Two minutes later, the Maserati drove onto a viaduct, and at great speed, the throttle was increased to the fullest, and it rushed straight up, rampage......

"Boom-"

A sedan and Maserati collided with each other, erupting with a loud bang and a huge flame, and then both cars rolled over at the same time and fell off the viaduct and fell on a mudflat, and once again burst into flames and explosions, resounding through the heavens and the earth......

At the same time, a middle-aged man in light gray casual clothes walked out of a corner a hundred meters away from the viaduct, it was the man who had just broken Han Ying's neck, he looked at the soaring fire in the distance with great satisfaction, and then nodded reassuringly, and got into a black Volkswagen that happened to pass by......

"Is it done?"

The driver was also a middle-aged man, and the man who didn't even look at the car asked without looking back.

"It's done, you just saw it, it's definitely an accident. The scarred man laughed, and then said, "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman is killed like this, and I can't play it in advance." After saying that, he laughed obscenely twice.

"Do whatever you want you to do, and don't move those useless minds. The driver man snorted.

"Yes, yes, I'm just talking about it, everything is done according to what you say, and nothing happens. The man with the scar seemed to be very afraid of the driver man, and hurriedly laughed.

"Hmph, this is what you deserve, the boss has already arranged a route for you, I will send you to the station in a while, and leave here as soon as possible. The driver man said as he took out a paper bag from his side and threw it over.

"That's it, we said a million before, but that's how much, not even 500,000...... Uh-" The man with the scar couldn't help but raise his head as soon as he received the paper bag, but the following words were swallowed back raw, and an expression of extreme fear appeared on his face: "You, what do you want to do?"

The man with the scar couldn't be afraid, because at this time he had an extra black muzzle on his head.

"It's very simple, kill people and kill people!"

The driver man showed a sinister smile on his face, and without hesitation, he pulled the class, so fast that he didn't give the scar man a chance to react - "tweet-"

With the sound of gunfire with a silencer all his life, the man with the scar slumped to his seat with a frightened face, I know, I still have the paper bag of hundreds of thousands of cash in my hand, but unfortunately I will never have the opportunity to enjoy it again......

The scarred man's face was full of fear, and disbelief, his expression was very complicated, maybe he couldn't have imagined that he had just killed a person, and then he was killed, is this called retribution, then this retribution is too fast-the driver man acted as if he had done nothing, and it seemed that he had already done a lot of this kind of thing, and he had long been accustomed to it, and even numb, there was not the slightest abnormality in his face or eyes, he threw the pistol aside, picked up his mobile phone and dialed-" Boss, the matter is done, take care of my wife for me. ”

The driver man only said that, and then hung up the phone, without even waiting for a reply.

The next moment.

He suddenly accelerated the throttle, just like Han Ying's Maserati just rushed onto a viaduct, when the speed reached the fastest, the driver's face suddenly showed an indescribable hideousness, suddenly picked up the pistol thrown aside, raised, and hit his temple with a "chirp"......

[Today will be the guarantee of the two changes, it has been a few days and I am really tired. In addition, looking at this chapter, are many people uncomfortable, Han Ying died like this, and Xing'er herself was uncomfortable, although this woman is stupid, but stupid and cute]