Chapter Twenty-Three: Do You Know Uncle Liang?
In the car, the crocodile kept looking for topics to talk to his daughter, but Kiki ignored him, but the crocodile didn't feel embarrassed, but was willing.
Just when the crocodile guy was trying to find a topic again, Xiaofu next to him poked him and whispered, "There is a car behind us all the time." β
The crocodile guy was stunned for a moment, and said nervously: "Are you sure?" β
Xiaofu nodded with a serious expression, and the crocodile guy was a little flustered, because he remembered the call, "What should I do?" Do you want to turn around and go back to the police station? β
"You can't hide, find a reason for us to get off in front, you don't want to bother your daughter!" Xiaofu said.
"David, you just put us down at that intersection in front of you."
"Uncle, Kiki is going home to pack her things, just on the way." David laughed.
"It's alright, huh? What are you packing up for? The crocodile said as he thought of his current situation, and changed his words: "It's good to move out and liveΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
Then, then the two of them were driven out of the car by Kiki, looking at the sports car that was gone, the crocodile said carefully: "Are they still there?" Now how do we do it? β
The crocodile guy saw Xiaofu looking back, and suddenly became anxious, "You rookie, don't look around, be careful of being discovered by them." β
Xiaofu shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the car behind him, and said helplessly: "It's late, they have already found out." β
The car drove in front of the two and slowly stopped, and it was Zheng Qiang and Chen Jiaju sitting inside.
Seeing that it was a strip, the crocodile breathed a heavy sigh of relief, after all, the strip is easy to deal with, he has been scolding the strip at the police station just now, isn't it good, as soon as the lawyer David asked came, he was not released on bail.
However, as soon as the crocodile's heart was put into his stomach, Zheng Qiang showed his white teeth, smiled, and then said in a low voice: "Do you know Uncle Liang?" β
Familiar formula, no, familiar voice, familiar words, the crocodile was terrified, he understood that his matter had been discovered, pointed at Zheng Qiang and said tremblingly: "You... You..."
You've been here for a long time, and you don't come out of a way.
Zheng Qiang continued to laugh and said: "Get in the car, let me invite you." β
When the crocodile guy heard this, his eyes turned slightly, and then he showed that kind of smile with a dead face, and without waiting for him to speak, Zheng Qiang said directly: "Don't think about running, our police know your details well, that one was your daughter just now, it's very beautiful." β
The crocodile guy was suddenly depressed, like a defeated rooster, of course, when he got into the car, he didn't forget to say to Xiaofu angrily: "Why don't you have any energy in your eyes?" Don't you see the boss getting in the car? β
"Oh!" Xiaofu smiled honestly and helped him open the car door on the left.
The crocodile sorted out his collar, and then sat in the car in a chic manner, Xiaofu raised his feet and wanted to get on the car from the left side, and the crocodile said angrily when he saw this: "Over there!" β
After the two sat down, Zheng Qiang turned around and smiled: "Xiaofu, I didn't expect to meet again so soon." β
Zheng Qiang is still very interested in this sometimes cute, honest, and sometimes ruthless killer, after all, it is rare to see such an innocent person in the impetuous world.
Xiaofu just smiled and didn't speak, which was a response.
"Where to stay?" Zheng Qiang asked.
Half an hour later, the crocodile's home.
Fortunately, Kiki had already left, otherwise there would have been an explanation, the crocodile thought to himself.
Zheng Qiang and Chen Jiaju sat on the sofa, and crocodile and Xiaofu stood in front of them.
"Crocodile, do you know why we're looking for you?" Chen Jiaju asked.
"Is it because of the playground in the morning?" The crocodile said with a grin.
"Crocodile, Uncle Liang told us everything when we came." Zheng Qiang said: "So it's better for you to be honest, otherwise, 100 million US dollars, think about the two of us are excited." β
100 million US dollars, as soon as he heard this, the crocodile glanced at Xiaofu, Xiaofu understood, he slowly raised his left foot, and was just about to make a move, Zheng Qiang had already taken out his pistol, blew it gently, and said casually: "My marksmanship is terrible in actual combat, but the fixed target with a stable mentality at close range is a hundred shots." β
Xiaofu smiled awkwardly, and put his left foot back quietly.
Look at Chen Jiaju next to him, staring at him, he can't beat it, he can't run and can't run, the crocodile guy wants to cry, as if he has accepted his fate, and said decadently: "I really didn't kill people, I beg you, sir, you must believe me, I really didn't kill me." β
Zheng Qiang glanced up at the crocodile guy and said, "I know." β
"No, it's not me... Well? The crocodile was puzzled, the rhythm of this conversation was a little wrong! I haven't explained it yet, how did you believe it?
"Say what you know, otherwise, you know the consequences." Zheng Qiang deliberately accentuated the word consequences, and the crocodile understood that the consequences he said were his daughter Qiqi.
I had to hang my head and start talking about them one by one.
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On Hong Kong Island, in the palatial Shenglong Hotel, a man in his thirties, dressed in a black trench coat and wearing sunglasses, sat at a dining table, slowly flipping through the recipe, "A glass of white water, two steamed buns, and a plate of pickles." β
His speed of speech was very fast, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he was very penetrating******* and the staff glanced at this person strangely, coming to the hotel to eat this kind of thing, and still being so confident, could it be that it was...
When the dishes were served, the man tore the steamed buns into pieces, and then ate them slowly and methodically with pickles and white water.
At this time, two men in suits and leather shoes walked in outside, and when they saw the man eating steamed buns, their eyes lit up, and then they walked over directly.
The man in his fifties was just about to speak, when the black trench coat raised his right hand and shook it, "Let me finish eating first, and then we will talk." β
The two suits were stunned for a moment, and the attendant behind them sneered: "What's so delicious about broken steamed buns?" Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· from the mainland"
When the black trench coat heard this, he gently took off his sunglasses, stared at him sharply, he felt a little dazzling, and said: "I don't like the tone of your speech, and I don't like others looking down on me even more." β
The two men in suits were stared at by his wolf-like eyes, and they were inexplicably a little flustered, and sat down subconsciously.
"Steamed buns are for eating, is it funny to eat steamed buns and pickles in this place? And steamed buns are a good thing, do you think you can still eat them? β
The black trench coat's tone was flat, but the two of them heard a full chill from it, and they knew very well what the person opposite was doing, so they were even more afraid.
The two men in suits hurriedly got up, bowed to the black trench coat, and said in unison, "I'm sorry." β