Li Shaoqi's death is like a cog, but more like a grain of sand stuck in a cog.

His death changed the situation in the entire Marina for a great turn.

As long as there are people in this circle, there seems to be no one who is not affected.

Oh!

Liu Shengge's pervert is excepted.

At two o'clock in the morning, there were more than 100 people busy outside Swan Lake, the ruins were cleaned up, the corpses were carried out, and Cai Qinghu was lightly bumped by Han Qian when he was still stunned, and whispered into his ear.

"Go! If you are stronger, just say that this case involves the death of a member of the yamen, and you, Cai Qinghu, as a prosecutor, are qualified to meddle in this case, go quickly! ”

Cai Qinghu trotted over, and Cai Qinghu was afraid of facing the dead and warming, so Cai Qinghu saw more.

After Cai Qinghu trotted over, Han Qian turned his head and took out his mobile phone to dial Song Wanli's phone.

"Swan Lake, come and talk?"

Song Wanli, who had already fallen asleep, sat up and said coldly.

"Han Qian? Do we still need to talk to each other? ”

Han Qian said with a smile.

"You come, my son hired gangsters to come to Swan Lake to attack me, resulting in Li Shaoqi's death, are you sure you won't talk about this matter?"

Song Wanli got out of bed, frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Han Qian, I don't understand what you're saying!"

"Huh!"

Han Qian hung up the phone, climbed over the railing and stood on the ice, looking at the lake that was not frozen in the distance, Han Qian was worried about one thing, what would become of Feng Lun in the future.

Han Qian was not afraid of Feng Lun's murder, he was not afraid of his convulsions, Han Qian was worried that the whole world would become Feng Lun.

I'm worried that Feng Lun has followers!

Soon, Song Wanli drove over, and after getting out of the car, everyone looked at Song Wanli who appeared with some surprise, Song Wanli strode across the road and stood at the railing looking at Han Qian standing on the ice, Han Qian waved at Song Wanli.

"Come on, don't let me look up at you."

Song Wanli thought for a few seconds and then jumped over the railing, Han Qian pointed to the distance, the two walked side by side to the middle of the lake, and when they walked together, Han Qian handed Song Wanli a voice recorder, Song Wanli opened the voice recorder, and a familiar voice came out inside.

"I don't care what you guys think, I can't just suffer this loss, I have to settle accounts with Han Qian!"

Song Wanli slowly raised his head to look at Han Qian, and raised his eyebrows.

"That's it?"

Han Qian smiled and raised his right foot and stomped hard, there was a sound of cracking on the ice, Song Wanli didn't dare to move, and the voice came from the recorder again.

"Who am I? Who is my dad? My dad is Song Wanli! My Song Lin was hit on the head in Binhai, and was beaten like a dog by Han Qian in front of everyone, you can bear it, you can bear it, no matter what he Han Qian says, he only has one head, I don't believe that he cut off his head, he can grow again. ”

Song Wanli was stunned that the voice recorder in his hand had been taken away by Han Qian, and Han Qian smiled.

"You turn your head and look?"

Song Wanli turned around, Cheng Jin, Li Jinhai, Cai Qinghu, Sun Zhengmin and other members of the coastal area, all ten people, large and small, stood at the fence and looked at this side, Song Wanli frowned.

"See what?"

Han Qian said with a smile.

"Uncle Song! You haven't lost a loss in 20 years, right? You should have forgotten what it tastes like, right? Then I'll talk to you and tell you about it, this party is a coastal party, and it has nothing to do with your evergreen, but you are here now, you say! Why are you here? What does this have to do with you? ”

Looking at Han Qian's smile, Song Wanli was like watching a demon smiling at him, Song Wanli took a step back, Han Qian took a step forward, squinted and smiled.

"I ask you, Uncle Song, why are you here? Why come here? It has nothing to do with you! ”

Song Wanli took out his mobile phone, and Han Qian smiled.

"Come on! Recording, alarming? Let me tell you, why are you here, because the gangsters here killed people, and who did they kill? Killed Li Shaoqi and Jiang Mushen, one is Fu Dong's nephew, and the other is the captain of the D20 special squad! And why are you here? Because your son found these people, why did your son find someone to come to Swan Lake? Because everyone thought that Feng Lun would come to kill Li Shaoqi tonight, and they all knew that I had a good relationship with Cheng Jin, and I would come to protect Cheng Jin, and your son also thought of this! ”

Han Qian took a step back, looked at Song Wanli and said with a smile.

"If you hadn't come, maybe no one would have thought of this, not even about your son, but here you are!"

Han Qian's face was full of regret, as if he was distressed by Song Wanli.

"But you're here! Will they think the same way I say? After all, there's no reason for you to be here, Uncle Song! ”

Song Wanli took a step back again, gritted his teeth and roared.

"Han Qian! You will be punished for being so insidious! ”

Han Qian raised his head and laughed.

"Retribution? What is Retribution? Holy shit, come to me if you have the ability! Of course, Uncle Song, you don't seem to have thought of a question, Li Shaoqi's uncle is Fu Dong, and now Fu Dong urgently needs someone to vent his anger! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to explain it to his sister! And you, Song Wanli, are big enough to resist beating, and you just become Fu Dong's target! Fu Dong is on his way to Swan Lake! ”

Song Wanli gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Do you think such a simple blame can make people believe? So many people died in the meeting, and you, Han Qian, were unharmed! ”

Han Qian squinted and smiled and pulled open the white sportswear, put his hand in, and then pressed his palm on Song Wanli's face, Song Wanli only felt a burst of wetness and warmth on his face, Han Qian squinted and smiled.

"The bullet pierced my flank and took away a piece of flesh, how could I be unscathed? But I'll have to wait for you here! Wait for you to see me! How else will my plan succeed? In fact, I can completely let Feng Lun take the blame, the meaning of his existence is to give me the blame, but now I can maximize the benefits, Lin Zongheng has got huge benefits in the Four Seasons Villa, how can I go home empty-handed! ”

Song Wanli raised his hand and touched his face, his hands were bright red.

Han Qian took out a cigarette and lit it, sneering.

"Letter? Uncle Song, are you talking to me about fairy tales? In this world, only the weak need the truth, and the strong only need how to maintain their face! Don't you understand such a simple truth? Fu Dong won't look at whether things are true or not, he only needs one person to stand up, just so that he can clean it up, and he can explain it to the diplomatic representative, to his family, and to Li Shaoqi, do you think it is important to believe it or not? ”

Song Wanli closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Han Qian, I don't understand! What do you gain by doing this? ”

Han Qian said with a smile.

"I'm a businessman, but I'm the purest businessman in the sea! I'm selling a timely rain, didn't Uncle Song perceive my Han Qian's sincerity? ”

Song Wanli frowned, gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Han Qian, you have something to say!"

"Li Shaoqi came to Binhai to invest, but he died! My waterfront construction stopped! Sun Zhengmin asked me to make a big ice and snow world in Shengjing again, and I calculated it conservatively! ”

Han Qian stretched out four fingers, and Song Wanli frowned.

"Four hundred million?"

Han Qian slowly raised his head, then turned to look into the distance and said with a smile.

"Yo, Fu Dong came very quickly!"

Song Wanli closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"How much do you want! How much! You say it straight! ”

Han Qian looked at Fu Dong, who was trotting all the way, and then knelt on the ground holding Li Shaoqi's body, then turned his head and stretched out four fingers with his right hand, and clenched his left hand into a fist.

Song Wanli's eyes widened.

Han Qian said with a smile.

"Four billion! Not even one less steel hammer! ”

Song Wanli took two steps back, then turned around and walked towards the guardrail of Swan Lake, walking about five or six meters, Han Qian suddenly raised his right foot and stomped it down hard, and the crack on the ice surface went towards Song Wanli like lightning, stopping at Song Wanli's feet.

Han Qian said with a smile.

"I'll make you remember this rift for the rest of your life!"

Skate on thin ice!

(End of chapter)