Lu Jing knew who Zhang Ziang was, he was really Cui Qiyue's cronies. A few years ago, Mo Jingwen's father, the southeast wolf king Mo Cheng, died of a heart attack in the hotel and had nothing to do with him. This year, Pinghong Fund resigned from Pinghong Fund after operating gold futures with large losses, and his whereabouts are unknown. I didn't expect it to pop up again.

"Good. Tang Yue, well done. The strings that had been tight in his heart loosened, and Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief. He finally has the face to go to Singapore to see Yang Wanting.

Yang Wanting was disfigured because he was implicated. As soon as Tang Yue found out that it was Cui Qiyue, he guessed that this was the main reason for him and Tang Shijing to kiss Cui Qiyue in front of Cui Qiyue.

The subsequent call recordings confirmed that this was indeed the case: Xia Rulong encouraged Cui Qiyue to take revenge; Shizuka Nagai gives the disfigured building yì; Cui July organized people to implement.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jing looked at the gloomy sky, and smiled at He Mengming and Mingxue who came over and said, "Xiao Ming, Mingxue, let's go back to the Shiyun Building." I'm going to think about something. ”

"Okay." He Mengming nodded delicately and echoed Lu Jing's opinion. On Christmas Eve, Lu Jing has no opinion on taking her to work overtime.

"Xiao Ming, you are too smooth to land in the scene!" Ming Xueming's eyes flashed, and she said with a smile, obviously in a very good mood, making fun of He Mengming. The affection of the two of them for Lu Jing, and Lu Jing's affection for them, had already been picked out when they were basking in the sun at the Wuyuan Golf Course of Lijing Resort that afternoon.

He Mengming smiled softly. It's not that she doesn't have opinions, it's just a good choice to spend Christmas Eve with Lu Jing working overtime. Looking at He Mengming's glamorous chuckle, Lu Jing held He Mengming's hand with his left hand and held Ming Xue's little hand with his right hand. "I've worked hard for you these past few days."

"You know that, too." Ming Xue habitually "choked" Lu Jing. Lu Jing has been in a bad mood these days, and everyone is not happy to do things, work, and leisure.

He Mengming smiled knowingly again. Perhaps every woman gets along with Lu Jing differently. Her sister's shyness and affection, Sister Guan Ning's gentle explanation. The tacit understanding between himself and Lu Jing is in his heart, Mr. Wu's duplicity, Sister Qing's gentleness is like water, Mr. Mo's cunning and playful, Sister Yuqi's obedience, Sister Ye's youngest daughter's style...

Talking about the content of Tang Yue's phone, the three of them walked together to the champagne-colored Porsche parked at the end of the street, the wind and the noise seemed to be forgotten, and the steps were brisk as if there were only three people in this world.

He Mengming calmly held Lu Jing's hand. She knew what she wanted. Ming Xuefen's face was slightly red and she wanted to withdraw her hand, so she didn't want to accompany Lu Jing to "hug left and right" on the streets of Hong Kong. It's just that Lu Jing clenched it. With a light glance, he let him go. It's not that I really don't want to.

The car drove towards the World Fortune Building in Kowloon. In the carriage, the girl's faint fragrance bursts. Lu Jing sat beside He Mengming and asked, "Xiao Ming, how is Wan Ting's condition and injury?" ”

In the past few days, he had heard Tang Yue's initial report, and he didn't dare to ask about the specific situation later. I really have no shame to face Yang Wanting's situation at this time.

He Mengming and Yang Wanting got along well, and when she thought of her tragic situation, she felt a little uncomfortable, and said gloomily: "The injury is basically controlled." It's just that there will be scars on her neck, shoulders, and left hand that can't be removed. ”

"Wan Ting's love is very low now. She will have to wear a high-necked outfit in the future. Long sleeves. Wear gloves. Her parents were in the hospital with her. I heard Sister Yuqi say that Wan Ting was sitting on the ground in pain at that time..."

Ming Xue added: "Mr. Mo has arranged for a psychiatrist and a special escort to accompany her 24 hours a day. I'm afraid she has a traumatic heart. ”

Lu Jing's eyes became quiet again, "Someone will pay for this matter." ”

He Mengming reminded: "Lu Jing, without evidence, they can't be convicted openly. "This thing. Cui Qiyue, Xia Rulong, and Shizuka Nagai all have to pay the price.

Lu Jing's eyes flashed with cold stars, and he said slowly and forcefully: "Outside the law." And the rules. ”

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Jiaozhou. Like a spider's web, the viaduct stretched in the air, in the night. Different cars drive along the main traffic arteries of this bustling metropolis. An inconspicuous black Honda drove off the city's fifth ring road and towards the slightly deserted suburbs.

Honda, Toyota, Nissan, Mitsubishi and other Japanese cars are sold very well in the coastal areas. The black Honda is unremarkable.

Inside the car. A man in a hood begged the two fierce men in black beside him: "Big guy, there is something to say." There's something to say. How much does it cost, you make a price, and I will transfer it without saying a word..."

"Shut up!" The big black guy on the left has his hands down.

The man was immediately silenced. The cold pipe was pressed against his waist, and he immediately judged that it was a gun.

More than an hour later, the black Honda stopped in a village on the outskirts. Villagers illegally built warehouses with erections. Metal brackets, two or three meters high roof. There are a few containers randomly placed on the empty field. Seven or eight men in black suits surrounded a handsome young man sitting in a chair.

"Bang", the man with the hood brought in from outside. Someone then stepped forward and took off the hood.

The handsome young man stood up from his chair with a smile, "Zhang Ziang, Mr. Zhang, right?" Let me introduce myself, my name is Shang Qinghua. Vice President of Green Lake Co., Ltd. Presumably, Mr. Zhang should have heard the name of our Green Lake. ”

Zhang Ziang was taken aback. He came from the Yellow Sea to Jiaozhou to deal with the affairs of the gray area. I have heard about the deeds of Green Lake. Tingyang, a subsidiary of Green Lake, is the No. 1 entertainment venue in Jiaozhou, and it is making money every day. At the same time, it also operates dog rings, clubs, hotels, and electronic equipment. Assets of three to five billion. There are dozens of people in their hands, some with guns, and no one dares to provoke them on Jiaozhou Road.

"Mr. Shang, please invite me to come..."Zhang Ziang was a little confused about Shang Qinghua's meaning. Although he is a prisoner, he used to be the head of a large company with hundreds of millions of dollars, and when he saw the main owner, he was not afraid when he saw those bad boys who were cheap.

"Wrong. I didn't invite you here, I kidnapped you. Shang Qinghua squatted down and patted Zhang Ziang's face.

Zhang Ziang saw that the momentum was wrong, his face turned green, and he showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Mr. Shang, you need it, a phone call, brother, I will come immediately, what is this singing today?" ”

"Don't, Mr. Zhang, I'm just a small person, when the bigwigs hear that you and I are brothers, then it's good for me?" Shang Qinghua said in a weird manner, lit a cigarette and stuffed it in Zhang Ziang's mouth.

Zhang Ziang smoked a cigarette and saw someone next to him turning on a voice recorder.

Shang Qinghua sorted out Zhang Ziang's collar, and said with a "pleasant face": "Mr. Zhang, I invite you to ask you two questions." You did Mo Cheng's death, right? ”

"Let's go" The cigarette in Zhang Ziang's mouth fell, and his face was a little frightened.

Shang Qinghua smiled, lit another cigarette and stuffed it in Zhang Ziang's mouth, "Don't waste it, I only prepared three cigarettes for you." Getting back to the point, the second question, Yang Wanting was poured with concentrated sulfuric acid was arranged by you. ”

"No, it's not..."Zhang Ziang said repeatedly.

Shang Qinghua smiled and stood up, "That's it." He didn't know who Yang Wanting was, and the name was the first time he had heard of it. This is a trap in the words. Zhang Ziang denied it, if he didn't do it, it would be strange?

"Mr. Shang, Mr. Shang, listen to me, I really don't know what you said. If you want money, I can still make up a few millions. Seeing that Shang Qinghua was leaving, Zhang Ziang hurriedly defended.

"Mr. Zhang, okay, stop acting. We have caught the person sent by the downline in Malaysia, do you want to talk? I also know that this matter was handed over to you by Cui Qiyue, right? ”

Zhang Ziang was stunned, as if five thunders had hit the top.

"Da Luo, dispose of it. Let's go. Shang Qinghua instructed casually, and walked to the door of the warehouse first. The subordinate who recorded and filmed walked a few steps quickly and handed the voice recorder in his hand to Shang Qinghua.

"Mr. Shang, don't..."Zhang Ziang shouted in fear, "I still have materials to report." He already knew what the words "dispose of" meant.

"Keep it for yourself."

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On the morning of the 25th, a brief news report was published in Jiaozhou Daily: At four o'clock in the morning today, a murder occurred in XX Village, a suburb of our city. The deceased, Zhang Mouang, was the deputy general manager of Siqingcheng Auto Parts Company. Police are currently investigating.

Wenzhou, pastoral forest, in the old house of the Cui family.

Cui Qiyue looked at the computer screen, his face stiff. All six people, including Zhang Ziang, were killed. It was reported in local newspapers in Jiaozhou, Kuala Lumpur and Malacca. Someone took a picture of the newspaper and sent it to his mailbox.

Fear wrapped Cui Qiyue's heart like a shadow. Things weren't what he thought they were. In three days, Lu Jing found the person he arranged and harvested 6 lives without hesitation.

Revenge, extremely fierce. This made him feel terrified: even if there was no evidence, Lu Jing might not dare to kill him.

When the shadow of death falls, no one remains indifferent.

"It's okay, it's okay, if he sends someone to Wenzhou to kill me, things will definitely make him unable to get out. I am a child of the Cui family, and Uncle Nine will not care. Cui Qiyue lit a cigarette with a little trembling hands and comforted himself, "There are still 5 days at most, and he will go bankrupt." There is no threat of bankruptcy. ”

At this time, the mobile phone rang very suddenly.

Cui Qiyue's hands trembled, on a winter morning, he felt cold, looked at the number, and hurriedly answered the phone, "Uncle Nine..."

"July, come home, come to me."

Half an hour later, Cui Qiyue walked into Cui Jiuxiao's residence in the Cui family's old mansion. A quaint two-storey house. In the hall, an assistant in a black suit led Cui Qiyue to the quiet and bright study on the second floor.

Cui Qiyue's eyes froze slightly, and he saw Cui Han sitting at the coffee table quietly reading a book. "Uncle Nine..."

Behind the yellow wood desk, Cui Jiuxiao put down the newspaper in his hand, and glanced at Cui Qiyue lightly, his eyes were like eagles, "July, did the matter of the female staff under Lu Jing be arranged by you?" ”

Cui Qiyue immediately sweated on his forehead. (To be continued......)