The two of them were very busy, and the two of them were very busy.

That night, Fang Ping'an slept very uneasy in the hotel.

It was already late when Chen Shaohua, who was far away in Yuncheng, picked him up at the airport.

He did not go home, but had a midnight snack with four people who came from Beijing.

A middle-aged man brought three young people.

The four people had no luggage and came empty-handed.

Chen Shaohua did not ask much, but just told him about the Fang family, Fang Hongjun and Fang Ping'an.

Although he knew some things before he set off, it was always clearer than hearing them in person.

Several people who obviously knew that he would soon be the head of the family were extremely respectful to him.

"Second Master, you don't have to take too much care of us.

The head of the family has already explained that this time we come here, we will listen to your instructions."

The middle-aged man in the lead said: "We also know something about Xue San's situation, but we don't know what result you want, Second Master."

The middle-aged man is called Tang Xicheng, a cousin of Chen Ziang's generation.

His father's generation has been working for the Chen family.

In the past, this would be considered a family-born child.

The three young men are the bodyguards of the Chen family.

Chen Shaohua had also read their information before, and they were all responsible for the execution of specific matters of the Chen family.

After thinking about it, he said: "Xue San's family is also quite powerful in Yuncheng.

If something goes wrong, it will be difficult to end it.

Take him away quietly, and after asking clearly, erase all traces."

Tang Xicheng grinned, "We will get the information you want as soon as possible, and then erase the traces and leave Yuncheng."

He handed Chen Shaohua a mobile phone, and then took the three young men away from the food stall.

Neither the hotel nor the transportation had ever been asked about him.

Chen Shaohua looked at the brand new phone and turned it on.

This phone was used to answer calls, not to make calls.

Twenty years ago, he had heard about the dark side of the Chen family, but had never seen it.

Would the previous statement of erasing traces be misunderstood as killing Xue San?

Xue Wenyao did not return to the dormitory at night.

According to the request of his father Xue Zhengcheng, he lived on campus like other students.

It was just that when people like him went to the local university, no one cared whether they went back to the dormitory to sleep.

And he rarely slept in the dormitory.

So his father thought he was at school, and his classmates thought he went out to get a room.

That's why, until he woke up and found himself on a boat, he was really scared.

It must be said that although it was autumn, autumn in the south was almost non-existent.

There were only two seasons in a year, summer and winter.

When Xue Wenyao opened his eyes, he saw clouds with bright edges swaying back and forth.

The sound of waves came to his ears.

The smell of salty sea breeze came into his nose.

He immediately confirmed that he should be on the sea.

There were two young strangers on the boat with him.

One was playing with his mobile phone, and the other was concentrating on eating a roast chicken.

What scared him was not that he was on the boat.

But his hands, feet and knees were tied.

After he saw his situation clearly, he soon broke out in cold sweat.

He was drinking in the bar, and he was fine, but he just went to the toilet.

He lost consciousness as soon as he finished peeing.

When he woke up again, he was already here.

Although there was moonlight, it was difficult to see the appearance of the two people on the boat.

But thinking about it, it was clear that these people should not be people he knew.

And he didn't dare to look.

Now as long as he was thrown into the sea, he would die.

There was no other possibility.

Fortunately, his mouth was not blocked.

"Two big brothers..."

He didn't dare to move, so he could only open his mouth and ask.

"I don't know where I offended you two, I can pay you..."

His voice was a little hoarse, his throat was dry, and no saliva came out of his throat after swallowing.

"My father is rich, my family is a group company, my father has a lot of money..."

"Hey, you woke up?" The man who was eating roast chicken raised his head and smiled at him.

The moonlight shone on his teeth, which looked white and a little scary.

Xue Wenyao knew immediately that these two people were not locals.

They should be from the north, otherwise their Mandarin would not be so good.

Even if the locals speak Mandarin, they will have obvious accent characteristics.

That can't be changed no matter what.

The other person who was playing with his phone put his phone in his pocket, turned around, walked over, bent down, and patted Xue San's face.

"Xue San, right?

Tell me when you wake up, did you contact the driver who hit Fang Pingan?"

His voice was accompanied by the sound of the waves, and he could hear it clearly.

Xue San's pupils suddenly shrank.

"What driver? Brother, I really don't know what you are talking about?"

The one who was eating the roast chicken looked up and laughed at him, then buried his head and continued eating.

It seemed that he loved the roast chicken very much.

"I only asked three times."

The man was not angry, and continued to ask calmly:

"Is it the person Fang Hongjun asked you to contact who wanted to hit Fang Pingan to death?

But now the person is not dead, but the driver is in prison."

Xue San shrank back and shook his head violently, "I don't know what you are talking about?

Fang Hongjun went abroad!

He went abroad for medical treatment.

I didn't contact him, brother!"

The man nodded, "He contacted you, right..."

Xue San thought to himself, that's right!

I didn't contact him.

The man turned around and shouted, "Shaoji, come and throw this kid down.

I'm too lazy to ask.

Go to M country to find the kid surnamed Fang in two days..."

Xue San was stunned. Didn't he say to ask three times?

"Big, big brother, big brother, wait, wait..." Xue San hurriedly shouted, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

He twisted his body like a maggot.

"Big brother, don't, don't, don't do it!

I'll tell you everything."

Roasted Chicken had just put down the food in his hand, and picked it up again after hearing this.

"Ask first.

You always kill people without giving them a chance to speak.

You have to change this habit..."

The young man smiled and asked gently:

"Okay, this is the third time I've asked you."

Xue San told everything with tears streaming down his face.

He and Fang Hongjun had been hanging out together since they were in the junior high school of No. 1 Middle School.

But because the Xue family was not as rich as the Fang Group, and his father always asked him to have good relations with those wealthy families.

Xue San himself was originally a smart person.

He had been exposed to many dark things since he was a child, so when he followed Fang Hongjun to do evil things in school, he was more of the executor.

After Fang Hongjun recovered, he called him.

Not only that, he also transferred 250,000 yuan to him and asked him to help find someone.

50,000 yuan of it was for him.

The other 200,000 yuan was for the people who did the work.

"Brother, I swear I gave all the 200,000 yuan to the driver.

I really didn't take more."

Shaoji said nothing and continued to eat.

Another person then asked: "Do you know which city Fang Hongjun is in?"

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