Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Mr. Zheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the landscape in the community created by expert gardeners, his eyes full of reluctance.

This had been his favorite place.

after,

I'm afraid I won't have the chance to watch it again.

"Mr. Zheng."

The driver, Lao Quan, put down the phone in his hand and said:

"What Mr. Jiao means is that you'd better leave Xia Kingdom and go outside to avoid the limelight, and wait until the incident is over to see if there is a chance to come back."

"Heh..." Mr. Zheng chuckled:

"Chance?"

"Will there be another chance?"

He has been working hard in Qu City since he was born, and has come step by step to where he is now. His relatives, friends, relationships, and wealth are all in Xia Kingdom and this city.

After leaving here, he is nothing.

At his current age, he no longer has the energy to start from scratch.

"Crack!"

Clenching his fingers tightly, Mr. Zheng’s eyes flashed fiercely:

"They are going to take the blame for me!"

Lao Quan said nothing and lowered his head in silence.

After all, Fuhong is a tens of billions enterprise. The restructuring is not only the key project of Qu City in the past two years, it has also attracted the attention of the state government and the attention of those big shots.

Nowadays, the restructuring is not progressing smoothly, and insider trading has been exposed frequently. It cannot be suppressed even if it is tried. It is not an exaggeration to say that public dissatisfaction is boiling. Someone must be held responsible for this.

If a small problem arises, just deal with a few small people.

but now,

The problem became more and more serious, and even the chairman of Datong died in full view of the public. Even the officials of the state government and the imperial court were alarmed by it, and they all looked at him for enquiry.

little people,

I can no longer bear it.

What are the identities of the Soviet Guardsmen?

He is just a small employee of the group!

Even if it is handed over, it will not be enough to dispel the doubts and anger of the people. It will only arouse greater conflicts. Someone with more weight must be there to do it.

Mr. Zheng,

Just right.

Only by attributing the reasons for the group's poor management, unsatisfactory restructuring, and internal conflicts to the group boss can the people be indignant.

otherwise.

It will involve too many people!

"Mr. Zheng."

Lao Quan thought for a while and said:

"Mr. Jiao said that there are too many people involved in Fuhong's restructuring. If we get to the bottom of it, Qu City will be in great turmoil, which will not be good for anyone."

"The state's investigation team will arrive tomorrow, and we must have a conclusion today."

tail,

Just on my own boss.

"Too."

Mr. Zheng turned around and narrowed his eyes:

"Let me escape unscathed, which has given me enough face. At least I didn't kill them all like those of the Soviet Guards."

"Ah……"

"Sure enough, luckily I was cautious at first."

Even Su Weijun had the means to blackmail others, so why didn't he? It was precisely because of him that someone tipped him off.

Let him leave quickly before the investigation team arrives.

I am just afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken.

"Call Xiao Kuo."

Lowering his head, Mr. Zheng waved his hand helplessly:

"Ask him to go to the ferry in advance and wait for me."

"yes."

Lao Quan should be.

Turning around, he opened the door and walked out while taking out his mobile phone. The heavy door slowly opened, and a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Danger!

His experience as a mercenary in the early years made him react immediately. He threw the phone forward and retreated violently.

At the same time, stretch your right hand toward your waist.

"snort!"

The visitor snorted coldly, and the two of them rushed into the room almost side by side, bumping into the glass water tank, and a sharp blade pierced Lao Quan's throat.

The speed is amazing.

"puff!"

"Puff!"

The sound of sharp blades breaking through the body was heard.

Lao Quan's body trembled, blood gushed out from his throat and heart, all his strength leaked out rapidly, and his consciousness suddenly sank into the bottomless abyss.

"who?"

It was only then that Mr. Zheng came back to his senses and saw that the driver he hired with a large sum of money was not an enemy. He died on the spot, and his face turned pale instantly.

The corners of his eyes twitched, he looked directly at the visitor, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"I'm already leaving, and you're still not going to let me go?"

"Mr. Zheng."

The person who came was wearing a Rakshasa mask sold on the street. He moved skillfully after killing people. He was obviously a veteran. He shook the blood from the sharp blade and stepped closer:

"Akito, if you don't tell any secrets, please hand over what you have in your hands, right?"

"..." Mr. Zheng snorted coldly:

"If you don't hand it over, you still have a chance to live. If you hand it over, will you let me go?"

"Hehe..." The visitor chuckled:

"Mr. Zheng, no one in my hands dares not to tell the truth."

"It's you!"

The familiar voice made Mr. Zheng's expression change drastically, and his eyes showed fear.

…………

"cough!"

"Ahem!"

Fang Zheng pulled up his mask, coughed twice, and lowered his voice:

"Mr. Zheng, you don't want to be tortured by me, right? Tell me honestly, who killed Zhang Yongfeng?"

"No, no, this is too useless as a threat."

"Well……"

After pondering for a moment, his tone was ruthless:

"Zheng, who killed Zhang Yongfeng?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"

"It still doesn't work. What should I do if I scare people like this? And the person named Zheng may not know who did it. Then he can just name it to fool me."

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng practiced again, his voice becoming gloomy, cold, and full of oppression:

"Mr. Zheng, you don't want anything to happen to your son, right? Tell me who killed Zhang Yongfeng, and I will let you two go."

"how?"

"Um."

This time, Fang Zheng was finally satisfied:

"that's all!"

"Uh-huh!"

He turned over and jumped out of the flowers, walking like a flying butterfly with seven-star steps, flying under the green plants, avoiding surveillance and getting closer to his destination.

"Peng!"

The soil on the ground trembled, and Fang Zheng took advantage of the force to fly up, leaping several meters high, which would even amaze the world champion in high jump.

Jin Yan Gong!

Dragonfly tapping water style!

He landed on the windowsill, his feet making no sound.

It's like there is a thick layer of cushion on the sole of the foot, which can easily relieve the huge force.

He pressed forward lightly with one hand, bursting with force, but with a crisp 'click' sound, the opening and closing handle of the window sash was broken.

Pushing open the window sash, Fang Zheng tumbled into the room, and the expression under the mask suddenly changed.

The smell of blood!

This smell was all too familiar to him.

what happened?

He quickly came to the door, but saw that the outer door was open, and a body was lying in a broken fish tank, with blood and running water mixed together.

The other person was not completely dead, his body twitched from time to time, and his face was struggling with pain.

The door is open?

If I had known this, why would I put so much effort into jumping out of the window?

Pooh!

That's not the point now!

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, and he quickly came to Mr. Zheng. After checking his condition briefly, he knew that he was hopeless.

"Mr. Zheng!"

He knelt down and said hurriedly:

"Who killed Zhang Yongfeng?"

"Gu..." Mr. Zheng's throat rolled, blood foam overflowed from his mouth, and his dull eyes gradually condensed under the voice's call.

"Mr. Zheng."

Fang Zheng said:

"Do you recognize Zhang Yongfeng? The general manager of Longgang."

"Kuo'er..." Mr. Zheng struggled to speak, his voice weak and eager:

"my son……"

"Not your son." Fang Zheng frowned and said anxiously:

"It's Zhang Yongfeng, the general manager of Longgang Steel. He was killed under the bridge a few days ago. Do you know who killed him?"

"My son..." Mr. Zheng said.

"Did your son kill Zhang Yongfeng?" Fang Zheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"No." Mr. Zheng vomited blood and looked desperate. His eyes looked over as if he were looking at another fool, and his voice was full of unwillingness:

"Save...save Kuo'er."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng blinked:

"If your son didn't do it, then who did it?"

grass!

Of course I fucking know Zhang Yongfeng!

But now can we not mention Zhang Yongfeng!

Mr. Zheng's body was shaking, whether from anger or pain. If he could move, he would have been slapped.

"quick!"

"Save Kuo'er..."

"Huh?" Fang Zheng spotted Hua Dian, and used his gloved hands to peel off the clothes on Mr. Zheng's chest, and a familiar wound came into view:

"This is……"

"The weapon that killed Lao Shi?"

"who!"

Fangzheng's eyes narrowed and he looked at Mr. Zheng:

"Who wants to kill you?"

"My son..."

"I know you have a son."

"save……"

"Save your son?" Fang Zheng blinked:

"Let's not worry about your son's matter. You tell me first who wants to kill you, and I can avenge you without any reward."

"Kuo'er!"

Mr. Zheng straightened his body, his eyes widened, and his hands suddenly burst out with great force. He grabbed Fang Zheng's collar and roared loudly:

"neck!"

"necklace……"

"save him!"

Then he rolled his eyes, fell heavily to the ground, and took his last breath.

Well……

Fang Zheng looked dull:

"Mr. Zheng, it seems that our thoughts are not on the same channel?"

After saying that, he was secretly annoyed.

Now that Mr. Zheng is dead, he hasn't asked anything. It's clear that the murderer just showed up, but he just passed by?

wrong!

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes, his thoughts turning rapidly.

That person definitely came to Mr. Zheng for no reason. Before Mr. Zheng died, he said he wanted to save his son, which meant that someone wanted to kill Zheng Kuo.

Who will kill him?

The murderer who just killed Mr. Zheng!

"good."

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up:

"That person must be looking for Zheng Kuo. If I can find Zheng Kuo in advance, I can wait and wait for the murderer to take the bait."

"I'm so damn smart!"

"Where is Zheng Kuo?"

What was a problem for others was simple for him.

Turning his eyes, Fang Zheng dodged and rushed into the villa.

This is Mr. Zheng's home, so there must be a room for Zheng Kuo. Sure enough, in one room he saw a photo of Mr. Zheng and his son.

But the layout obviously does not belong to Mr. Zheng.

But it belongs to Zheng Kuo.

After finding something that he often played with, Fang's face hardened, he took out a dagger, cut his finger, and smeared blood on the object.

At the same time, he took out a magic talisman and recited:

"The Niwan houses the soul of the camp, and the Zhongyuan holds the palace;"

"The Dantian Sanling Mansion, mixed with magical powers."

"Chong Yulong, get up!"

Find the Qi Tracking Talisman!

The talisman burned, the blood dimmed, and a wisp of green smoke floated out from the ashes of the talisman, folded in the air, and flew towards the distance.

*

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Su Weijun went crazy.

Or……

In the past, Su Weijun, who was gentle and gentle, had always hidden a crazy beast in his heart, but now the disguise has finally been revealed.

Even Pan Zi didn't dare to look directly at him now.

In fact, everyone underestimated him. How could he be someone who could secretly control a smuggling gang?

"Everything is over anyway, let's just play something big."

Su Weijun's eyes were red and his face showed a ferocious smile:

"We have been smuggling for so many years and have raised so many people. Since we will never come back again, we might as well use them all."

"Give me a live broadcast!"

"Tell everyone in Qu City that if you don't give me enough money, I will kill the hostages, starting with these rich second generations!"

"Okay." Pan Zi sighed and adjusted his phone:

"But Brother Jun, the live broadcast can easily reveal the location. Let's record the screen. It would be bad if we lure people from the Public Security Department over. After all, the boat from the ferry can't come until night."

"Um."

Su Weijun was not really crazy, so he nodded after hearing this.

"Please let me go." A young man in the car said in a crying voice:

"My dad has a lot of money. No matter how much you ask for, my dad will give it to you. Please let me go!"

"Really?" Su Weijun turned his head, glanced past the young man, looked at Zhao Jin, who looked like a ghost with a crying makeup, and asked with a grin:

"How much can your dad get?"

"I...my dad has no money." Zhao Jin looked frightened and stammered:

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

"Snapped!"

Pan Zi slapped him, causing the side of Zhao Jin's face to swell:

"Fuck your mother, your father is notoriously greedy, and all he knows are billionaires. Are you telling me that your father has no money? Are you treating me like a fool?"

"Looking for a fight!"

"Wow……"

Zhao Jin cried loudly, her body was trembling, and the cushion under her butt was even soaked.

"grass!"

Pan Zi's expression changed drastically:

"incontinence?"

"It's just that you're ugly, but you also fucking stink. Your dad better come up with the money, otherwise I'll kill you first!"

…………

in the hall.

Everyone is busy.

The sound of rapid footsteps and shouts never stopped, but there was no sign of chaos. Everyone had a serious expression and an unsmiling face, and a serious atmosphere permeated the place.

On the huge screen, a video posted online by the Soviet Guards was being played.

"Everyone."

At this time, Su Weijun's eyes were red and his expression was crazy, like an extremely dangerous madman, holding a dagger in his hand and turning it:

"I have arrested nine people now, each with 10 million. The total of the nine people is 100 million. You must take it out before twelve o'clock at night."

"I don't want cash. I'll convert the money into virtual currency and transfer it to the designated account."

"What if it doesn't turn?"

"Uh-huh!"

"puff!"

The dagger came out of his hand and pierced the leg of a young man behind him. Blood gushed out, and the young man hugged his leg and screamed.

"Well-off!"

The expression of the person in front of the screen changed drastically, and he subconsciously took a step forward:

"Ten million, I'll give it, I'll give it!"

"Member Zhao, tell them I will give them 10 million, and let them go quickly!"

"Mr. Liu." Officer Lin whispered:

"Even if they give you money, they may not let him go. Last time, they asked that only one person can go to negotiate. Our people in the past were directly in trouble."

"They have guns!"

"Director."

One person stood up and reported back:

"The video was uploaded to the Internet from a car. The mobile phone is currently shut down and the car is at the scrapyard. There are no more clues yet."

"Um."

Zhou Pingping nodded expressionlessly:

"When will the location of the hostages be determined?"

After the Su Weijun went crazy, they started arresting people everywhere, and they arrested all the rich second generation. This was actually a good thing for the Public Security Department.

Because without exception, these rich second generations pay great attention to their own safety.

The family even used tampering with their mobile phones, jewelry, and bodies to easily locate the location. This is one of the reasons why the Public Security Department responded quickly.

The robbers have been fleeing under the tracking of the Public Security Department, and they have no extra energy to torture these rich second generations.

"It's already confirmed."

Officer Lin nodded:

"But the robbers are very smart. They lock people in three locations. As long as something happens in one place, the other two places will get the news."

"By the time……"

"The way this group of people behave, the lives of the hostages cannot be saved."

The Su Weijun was engaged in transnational smuggling business, and all of his subordinates were desperadoes, which was far beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have imagined it.

He actually played so big!

Zhou Ping narrowed his eyes and looked embarrassed.

There are three locations and nine hostages. Each hostage is important. The key is that time is limited and it is difficult to take care of them all.

Once you take action,

There will definitely be casualties!

Moreover, if the robbers require one person to pass through, they will also kill the hostages if there is too much movement.

"Congressman."

Qian Niu put down his phone and whispered:

"The public's reaction to Fuhong's restructuring was very intense, but they were not very sensitive to the hostage-taking by the Soviet Guards."

"The rich second generation..."

"Not a good word for ordinary people."

He has said it more politely. In fact, there are many people on the Internet who are gloating about misfortune. They might be happier if one or two rich second generations die.

"We cannot compromise with the robbers."

Councilor Zhao spoke slowly:

"I don't have ten million."

There was silence.

Everyone looked at him after hearing the words, some looked surprised, some looked surprised, some looked frightened, and so on.

"What stands behind us are the people and the Public Security Department. We should not compromise with anyone. Everyone should understand that doing evil in Xia Kingdom will never end well."

He lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice:

"Even if my daughter is kidnapped by robbers, I... will never give in!"

"Snapped!"

The tea cup in one person's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"OK."

The man controlling the camera in front stuck his head out and said:

"Congressman, you can upload it online."

"Um."

Councilor Zhao lowered his head and glanced at Zhou Ping:

"The matter of rescuing the hostages is left to the Public Security Department. I believe in the Public Security Department's determination to protect the people, and I also believe that evil has no place to hide in Qu City."

"Congressman." Zhou Ping took a step forward, opened his mouth with a complicated expression, and then nodded heavily:

"Don't worry, we will do our best to ensure the safety of the hostages!"

"Um."

Councilor Zhao had no expression on his face and walked away:

"Let's go back."

…………

night.

The sky is filled with stars.

The time agreed with the robber is getting closer and closer.

Councilor Zhao stood on the top of the building, squinting against the cold wind and looking at the brightly lit city below, with a rare cigarette dangling from his mouth.

underfoot,

Cigarette butts were all over the floor, and I didn’t know how long I had been smoking.

"Bang..."

The iron door collided and Qian Ni walked up.

"Congressman."

Qian Niu bowed respectfully and said:

"The latest survey shows that you are seven percentage points ahead of the other candidate in terms of electoral support."

"The main reason was the restructuring of Hongyun. The director of Datong hired by Congressman Li was beaten to death by workers. This shows that he was immature in business and caused a sharp fall in people's hearts."

"Coupled with this kidnapping, your speech made the people sympathize, so the support rate rose rapidly."

"Qian Ni." Representative Zhao said in a hoarse voice.

"I only have one daughter."

Qian Ni lowered his head and remained silent.

"she……"

Councilor Zhao’s voice trembled:

"Will you really die?"

"The Public Security Department will do its best to save the young lady." Qian Niang said hurriedly:

"Director Zhou's character has always been trustworthy."

"In case..." Councilor Zhao said:

"What if?"

Qian Ni stopped talking.

He had actually asked the Public Security Department before he came, and the situation was very bad. Two of the three locations he located were all fake, and the hostages were not at the scene.

Seeing that the time is coming to the appointed time, and the hostage...

No one has been rescued yet!

The Public Security Department has not encountered such a bad situation for a long time, and even they themselves were in a panic for a while, not knowing how to deal with it.