Hear the movement.

Zhao Ming's eyebrows locked slightly, and he looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw a small door next to the bookshelf in the corner of the office.

At this time.

Two figures were coming out of the small door.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his early forties, dressed in a crisp suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and holding a lit cigar in his hand.

He walked out slowly, and the momentum around him also gave people a sense of oppression unique to those in the upper position.

At this time, he looked at Zhao Ming with a smile.

Obviously.

He is Mr. Zhao in Zhang Tao's mouth.

That is, the person behind Zheng Jianghe who was killed by Chen Yong.

Behind him was a burly and muscular man, who was estimated to be two meters tall.

Dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt, his bruise-haired, sturdy arms were exposed to the air.

He followed behind Mr. Zhao, and he looked like a giant in comparison.

And this sturdy man is Mr. Zhao's bodyguard.

Although this bodyguard was wearing sunglasses, his eyes under the sunglasses were obviously staring at Zhao Ming at this time.

After Mr. Zhao appeared with his bodyguards.

The eight soldiers standing on both sides of Zhao Ming hurriedly stood up straight and saluted Mr. Zhao, looking extremely respectful.

Mr. Zhao saluted the soldiers as if he hadn't seen them at all, and didn't pay attention to them.

A pair of eyes were always on Zhao Ming, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

He walked in front of Zhao Ming and stopped.

He handed the cigar in his hand to the giant-like bodyguard behind him.

I saw that after taking the cigar, the bodyguard directly pinched the lit end with two fingers, and then rubbed it hard.

Under Zhao Ming's gaze, he extinguished the cigar with his hand.

And after he did all this, he seemed to feel Zhao Ming's gaze.

At that moment, he also looked up at Zhao Ming.

The eyes are facing each other.

Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

And the bodyguard was still expressionless.

"This guy...... It can't be a masochist, right? ”

Zhao Ming couldn't help but muttered to himself in his heart.

Of course.

His face was still motionless, but he calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at Mr. Zhao again.

"You can kill Zheng Jianghe, this really surprises me!"

"After all, in the eyes of everyone, you are extremely loyal to Zheng Jianghe."

"Even Zheng Jianghe himself thinks so, otherwise, if he goes to prison to avoid the limelight, he won't just take you with a bodyguard."

"Presumably he didn't expect you to betray him until the moment he died, right?"

Mr. Zhao still looked at Zhao Ming with a smile on his face, and spoke in an easy-going tone.

Mr. Zhao in front of him was full of spring breeze, and his eyebrows were full of joy.

It's obvious.

Zheng Jianghe's death, as one of the biggest beneficiaries, has been in a really good mood these days.

"Nothing is impossible for the sake of profit."

"Since the things you gave me can impress me, then it's okay to kill Zheng Jianghe for you."

Zhao Ming's expression was indifferent, and he spoke indifferently.

Naturally, he didn't know what Mr. Zhao in front of him had given Chen Yong, and he could move Chen Yong to kill Zheng Jianghe.

Therefore, this matter is only vaguely mentioned.

Although according to Zhao Ming's guess, Mr. Zhao in front of him has a high probability that he already knows that he is not the real Chen Yong.

But this is always just speculation.

Therefore.

When facing Zhao in front of him, Zhao Ming still maintained Chen Yong's disguise as much as possible.

"Haha......"

"I love to hear what you say."

"The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit."

"How can there be absolute loyalty in this world? It's just for the sake of profit. ”

After listening to Zhao Ming's words, Mr. Zhao smiled quite boldly.

Stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Ming's shoulder, and then spoke very seriously.

Obviously, I also very much agree with Zhao Ming's words.

"I don't know what happened when Mr. Zhao came to me today?"

Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows and asked seemingly casually.

And while speaking.

His gaze was at the eight heavily armed soldiers standing at either side of him.

The implication is obvious.

It seems that he is quite unhappy with Mr. Zhao's wariness of himself.

After Mr. Zhao saw Zhao Ming's gaze, he was still smiling, as if he didn't understand Zhao Ming's meaning, and didn't let these soldiers leave.

At the same time, the burly and sturdy bodyguard also stood behind Mr. Zhao inch by inch.

The wariness of Zhao Ming was undisguised.

"Don't be in a hurry to say things, sit down first!"

Mr. Zhao opened his mouth kindly, and beckoned Zhao Ming to sit down at the huge desk in front of him.

And those soldiers also followed a few steps forward, standing on both sides of Zhao Ming in a tight formation.

has always maintained a formation that can surround Zhao Ming at any time.

See this.

Zhao Ming's eyebrows tightened, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, but after all, he didn't say anything.

At the same time, his heart couldn't help but be vigilant.

In front of him, Mr. Zhao has not concealed his vigilance against himself.

It looks like he's going to do it at any time.

Then my situation is really not optimistic.

In this office, there is no possibility of getting out of the office at all.

Let's not talk about the eight soldiers with guns on standby.

Let's just say that the burly man who followed behind Mr. Zhao is definitely a difficult character.

After all.

can follow Mr. Zhao closely, it must not be just a bluff.

And as long as he has some kung fu and cooperates with his terrain, it will naturally be difficult to deal with.

Although Zhao Ming is still confident that he can solve him.

But it definitely takes a lot of time.

With the eight soldiers next to him present, Zhao Ming naturally had no chance of winning.

After Zhao Ming sat down, Mr. Zhao also went to sit down opposite him.

The tall and burly bodyguard stood quietly beside him, expressionless, like a stone statue.

I saw Mr. Zhao open a drawer on the desk.

Then he took out a humidor from the inside, took out a cigar from it, cut off the cap and roasted it with a lighter.

A moment later.

With a smile on his face, he handed the lit cigar to Zhao Ming.

Although Zhao Ming still had a displeased look on his face, he still took the cigar.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao picked up the cigar again, cut off the eggplant cap, and roasted it.

At the same time, he spoke again.

"Zheng Jianghe's death was exposed by you."

"I'm sure you've noticed this since you came back."

"As for how this matter was exposed, I don't know very well, but it has been investigated."

When he spoke, his eyes were always fixed on the cigar in his hand, and he did not look up at Zhao Ming.

The tone is calm and serious.

That's what it looks like.

It's really as if this matter has nothing to do with him.

Zhao Ming took a puff on his cigar and exhaled smoke after raising his eyebrows, but he didn't answer.

just quietly watched Mr. Zhao's performance on the other side.

At this time, he didn't know what kind of calculation Zhao Ming was making, whether he wanted to do it to himself here, or if he had other plans.

But looking at his appearance, the latter should be more likely.

This also made Zhao Ming slightly relieved in his heart.

After all.

In this way, at least for the time being, I am still safe.

It will also give him time to prepare for his escape from this whirlpool.

If not.

It's really a bit unjust to die here today.

Of course.

If Mr. Zhao was going to make a move on Zhao Ming today, he would naturally not sit still.

At the distance between Zhao Ming and Mr. Zhao opposite, even if the tall and strong man was standing aside, he was still a little sure that he would hold him hostage at the first time when he tore his face.

It's just that in this way, even if you can take Mr. Zhao as a hostage, you can temporarily ensure your safety.

But it is unlikely that Zhao Ming will succeed and get out safely.

For Zhao Ming who didn't respond to himself, then Mr. Zhao didn't care.

He just went about his movements.

After roasting the cigar, he put down the lighter in his hand, picked it up and took a puff, exhaling the smoke.

Then he closed his eyes and had an expression of enjoyment.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Ming opposite him.

"This cigar tastes good, it was given to me by Zheng Jianghe!"

"I've always kept it and didn't want to smoke it."

"I just took it out today and tasted it with you."

Mr. Zhao looked at Zhao Ming and opened his mouth happily.

Hear the words.

Zhao Ming nodded, but didn't say anything.

"Zheng Jianghe still has some status in the group, and it is undeniable."

"Rao is that this guy is dead, but many people in the group have been clamoring for an explanation."

"Do you think these people have a problem with their brains, they are all dead, is it possible that I still have to go to Hades to get him back?"

"Although I am extremely upset, I can't get rid of all these people."

"I'm also a headache about this!"

Mr. Zhao spoke again, this time with a slightly excited emotion when he spoke.

It seemed like he was complaining to Zhao Ming.

Hearing this, Zhao Ming did not continue to remain silent.

Instead, he raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"It's not impossible to get rid of them all."

"Since they miss Zheng Jianghe so much, it is indeed a way to send them down to see Zheng Jianghe."

Zhao Ming sat up straight, staring at the cigar in his hand, and spoke in a flat tone.

I saw that his eyebrows were slightly locked, and his expression was quite serious when he spoke.

Apparently not joking.

And hearing his words, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

It was as if he didn't expect Zhao Ming on the other side to say such a thing.

It took a full two or three seconds before he smiled.

"Haha......"

"I love your humor."

"To be honest, it's not like I didn't think about killing them all."

"But there are only so many people available in the group, and if they all die, the group will not be able to survive."

"After all, you and I still have to rely on this group to raise."

Mr. Zhao laughed, and then frowned and spoke bitterly.

And at this time.

He looked at Zhao Ming's gaze had changed a lot, and there was a faint taste of jealousy.

The main reason is that Zhao Ming's expression was too serious when he spoke just now.

That's what it looks like.

Let Mr. Zhao not doubt that he would really do that.

"Then it's going to be a bit tricky."

"After all, they already know that it was I who killed Zheng Jianghe."

"Now that they all want an explanation, it's impossible to push me out and let them go, right?"

"I believe that even if I am really willing to be pushed out, Mr. Zhao, you will not agree."

Zhao Ming frowned and looked at Mr. Zhao opposite, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

It really seems that he is thinking about Mr. Zhao.

Hear this.

The corners of Mr. Zhao's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

But he quickly regained his smiling expression.

"That's nature."

"After all, you helped me solve such a big hemp egg, how could I push you out?"

"If they want an explanation, then we'll give them an explanation."

Zhao Ming nodded, still speaking in a kind tone.

He clapped his hands as the words fell.

Then a soldier standing beside Zhao Ming trotted out of the office door.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao was not in a hurry, and continued to taste the cigar in his hand.

Zhao Ming didn't speak, and sat quietly on the chair and waited.

It's about five minutes or so.

The door to the office was pushed open.

The soldier who had just gone out entered the office with a few people.

The few people who came in carried a stretcher, and the stretcher was covered with a white cloth, and the outline under the white cloth should be a person lying down.

And Zhang Tao, who came with Zhao Ming, followed next to the stretcher.

"Mr. Zhao!"

As soon as Zhang Tao entered the office, he hurriedly walked a few steps towards the desk.

With a smile on his face, he greeted Mr. Zhao very attentively.

It looked like a pug.

Mr. Zhao glanced at Zhang Tao, but nodded silently, and did not mean to respond.

That Zhang Tao didn't care, just stood quietly and waited.

"What does that mean?"

Zhao Ming withdrew his gaze from the stretcher.

raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Mr. Zhao with some curiosity.

At this time.

He also vaguely guessed that there was a high probability that there was a corpse on the stretcher.

It is not known whose it is.

Hearing Zhao Ming's question, Mr. Zhao did not open his mouth to respond.

Instead, he got up and walked slowly towards the stretcher.

After standing by the stretcher, he took the cigar in one hand and lifted the white cloth with the other.

"That's what I'm going to tell everyone in the group!"

"A dead Chen Yong!"

Mr. Zhao did not look down at the corpse on the stretcher, but looked at Zhao Ming from a distance with a smile on his face.

The tone was extremely indifferent.

And when the white cloth was lifted and the body on the stretcher was seen.

Rao was already mentally prepared, but Zhao Ming's face still showed a touch of surprise.

I saw that the body on the stretcher was wearing the clothes of a prison guard, and half of his face was slapped in the face, which was obviously caused by a gunshot wound.

This corpse Zhao Ming is naturally very familiar with.

It is obviously Chen Yong who was kidnapped by Zhao Ming and then killed in the prison office!

Chen Yong's corpse would appear here, which really shocked Zhao Ming.

But this also verified Zhao Ming's conjecture.

The deputy prison warden and Mr. Zhao in front of him are obviously a group of people.

And Mr. Zhao also knows everything.

I really fell into a trap.

It's just that......

Mr. Zhao in front of him didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything to himself.

And he regarded Chen Yong as an outcast, but he didn't want to quit his fake Chen Yong.

So what kind of calculation is he playing?

(End of chapter)