It's me, it's a surprise. ”

In the study of Pan Zhiyong's house, Huang Zeyu lifted his cloak and looked at Pan Zhiyong with a sneer on his face full of shock.

"Presumptuous, you are too presumptuous!" Pan Zhiyong saw that it was Huang Zeyu who came, not Yi Feng, and his momentum suddenly became stronger. After all, in his subconscious, Huang Zeyu was his subordinate, several levels worse than him.

"If you don't learn, follow Yi Feng to learn these evil ways, you are the guardians of the law! Your professional ethics, your original intention, have you forgotten it! ”

At this time, Pan Zhiyong has not forgotten his identity. When this was a superior reprimanding his subordinates, he scolded Huang Zeyu so much.

When Huang Zeyu heard this, he shook his head and replied coldly:

"I have never forgotten my original intention, and I have justice in my heart, punishing adultery and eliminating evil. I confess that I have violated my professional ethics, but I have never violated my original intentions, much less my conscience, and my humanity as a human being. ”

"But what about you, Pan Zhiyong! Not only have you violated your work ethic, you have also violated your conscience and your human form. You still have the face to reprimand me, I want to ask you, how did Liu Jing die? ”

Pan Zhiyong's face turned pale when Huang Zeyu refuted his words, he slammed the table and stood up, and said righteously:

"What a bastard! Don't you know how she died? She jumped off the building and died, what does it matter to me? ”

Huang Zeyu seemed to have anticipated Pan Zhiyong's face, and said coldly:

"You can't remember, so I'll tell you. Liu Jing was taken to the hotel by Tang Lei and forcibly humiliated. And she came to report the case, but you and Tang Lei were embarrassed, teaching them how to perjury each other and bite Liu Jing back. After Liu Jing knew your position, she knew that she couldn't fight you, so in order to prove her innocence, she did not hesitate to give up her life and jumped down from the upper floor of the unit. ”

"She died unjustly, and this morning, her father was in despair of grief. Jumped off the upper floor of his own house and ended his life. Pan Zhiyong, do you recognize what I said above? ”

After listening to this, Pan Zhiyong slapped the table again and snorted coldly:

"What do I recognize!"

"You blame me when someone dies, so why didn't you stop her when she jumped?"

"Even if you want to blame, you have to blame Tang Lei and the three culprits. Didn't you kill the three of them and now you're going to kill me again? You are full of righteousness and morality, and you do the right thing for heaven, punish adultery and eliminate evil. ”

"I see that you are using these banners to kill innocents indiscriminately, and to extend the butcher's knife to us innocent people. I warn you, it's too late for you to leave my house now, and you won't come to me again in the future, I should have done nothing before, and that's good for everyone, okay? ”

Pan Zhiyong's official authority has not stopped for a moment, and he will always look high.

Even if Huang Zeyu came to his house, he still thought that with his position, he could scare Huang Zeyu away. It's a pity that he doesn't know Huang Zeyu's true identity, Huang Zeyu's current thoughts have long been assimilated by Yi Feng.

More importantly, Pan Zhiyong himself went too far and chilled the hearts of countless police officers.

"Yi Feng said, let me not be in a hurry to kill you, listen to your heart first. He said that in this way, I would be able to hold on to the idea of killing you. Huang Zeyu listened to Pan Zhiyong's quibbles, and said coldly:

"Actually, the thought that I want to kill you has long been indestructible, and no one can shake it."

"Pan Zhiyong, what you did forced a young life to death and an old father to death. You chilled Fang Hua's hearts even more, you are more hateful and damned than Tang Lei. It is precisely because of the existence of you that Tang Lei and those people can be so unscrupulous. ”

"Pan Zhiyong, this confession, do you sign it or not!"

Huang Zeyu ran out of patience, and a dagger popped out of his sleeve and shot directly on the table, in front of Pan Zhiyong.

Pan Zhiyong's pupils shrank, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his head.

"Xiao Huang, you are my most optimistic young generation. Your future is bright, don't let that Yi Feng ruin you. Seeing that Huang Zeyu would not leave, Pan Zhiyong finally softened and said:

"In this way, I will give you a promotion tomorrow, transfer you to other places, and sit in Yi Feng's position, what do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Huang Zeyu turn into a phantom, instantly pulled out the dagger on the table, and pressed it against Pan Zhiyong's neck.

This whole process happened in no more than a second, and Pan Zhiyong didn't even react.

At last he began to be afraid, trembling all over, and said in a trembling voice:

"Xiao Huang, I'm your old leader, you can't mess around. What do you want, you tell me, I can satisfy you with anything, you must not use the knife, otherwise you will also go to jail. ”

Huang Zeyu said lightly:

"You can choose not to sign this confession, or you can choose to die, depending on how you choose."

It's already obvious that it's either sign or die. It's all come to this point, how else can Pan Zhiyong choose?

"I'll sign it!"

He gritted his teeth, relented, picked up the pen, and signed his name on it.

At this time, saving his life is the most important thing, and as for these documents, he will naturally find an opportunity to destroy them. He has been working in the system for decades, and he still has connections, so if he is to be brought down like this, won't he be in vain?

"Sign it, you can go."

After Pan Zhiyong finished signing, he sat back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was still a little worried, afraid that Huang Zeyu would regret it.

Really......

Huang Zeyu saw Pan Zhiyong finish signing, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled gloomily:

"You have the right to choose, I also have the right to choose, I choose to kill you to set an example!"

As soon as these words came out, Pan Zhiyong's face changed wildly, and his face turned white with fright.

"You, you...... What do you want to do Huang Zeyu! ”

"You will regret it if you dare to mess around, I am not something you can move!"

Pan Zhiyong screamed in surprise, and just wanted to stand up, but was easily pressed by Huang Zeyu and pressed on the chair.

"Don't! Don't kill me! ”

"What the hell do you want, I can give you the money if you want it. My family has more than 100 million yuan, and I have several luxury cars, I can give them to you! ”

Pan Zhiyong, who is dying, is no different from ordinary people, except for begging for mercy and wanting to buy his life with money.

Huang Zeyu walked around behind him, put the dagger on his neck again, and said lightly:

"I just want you to die, give the deceased, give Fang Hua and them an explanation."

As he spoke, the dagger slowly drew a line of blood on Pan Zhiyong's neck.

The blood line is getting longer and longer, which means that Pan Zhiyong's life is passing fast.

"Uh...... Uh......"

Pan Zhiyong was speechless, and his whole body was convulsing violently. His hands were on his neck, and his mouth was making strange noises.

Huang Zeyu forcibly broke his right hand, and pressed his right hand, which was stained with his own blood, on the confession.

This confession actually has no meaning, because Pan Zhiyong is about to die. But only in this way can justice be demonstrated, the souls of the victims in heaven can be comforted, and those who are fighting on the front line can be given an explanation.

I have to say that Pan Zhiyong's will to survive is very strong, and his neck already has a long blood line, but he still convulsed for a long time before he breathed. In this world, everyone wants to live well, whether they are poor or rich.

"How did I become as cruel as Yi Feng......"

Huang Zeyu did all this, took two photos and sent them to Yi Feng, and then left Pan Zhiyong's house.

Actually, it wasn't Yi Feng who asked him to come today, but he himself took the initiative to ask to kill Pan Zhiyong.

……

At this time, in the restaurant, I had already drunk a few rounds, and I ate and drank until eleven o'clock in the evening.

At the wine table, everyone giggled and laughed, and they didn't say anything unhappy. If you don't know, you still think that the relationship between the people at this table is excellent.

Yi Feng could also see that Wang Shanhe was deliberately delaying his time. Because as long as it was past twelve o'clock, Yi Feng didn't deal with Pan Zhiyong, even if he failed, it would be difficult to kill Pan Zhiyong again.

But in fact, is it really as easy and simple as Wang Shanhe thought?

While everyone was still pushing the cups and changing the lamps, Yi Feng suddenly took out his mobile phone, flipped out a photo, and handed it to Wang Shanhe.

Wang Shanhe was already a little drunk and hazy at this time, he smiled, and subconsciously took the mobile phone to take a look.

This look frightened him and stunned, and he looked at the photo incredulously.

"This ......"

He was so excited that he couldn't speak, and his strange appearance attracted Qin Zhenghong's attention.

Except for Yi Feng, everyone else came over to look at Yi Feng's mobile phone.

Seeing this, everyone gasped and was stunned on the spot.

That photo is the scene of Pan Zhiyong's death, and the confession is attached to his chest.