Chapter 647 We didn’t have a good chat
In the Loess Desert, it was getting dark. Song Zhe drove back to his small apartment. He followed Tong Defeng here years ago. His original dream of returning to the capital was also ruined. After arriving at this bird No place to poop.
Besides sand is still sand.
This all must be attributed to Han Qian. Song Zhe lay on the bed and touched the gunshot wound on his shoulder.
Han Qian, Dong Yangjie.
If given the chance, I would never let these two people go. Just like those people who were arrested at the beginning, especially the tough-talking woman in Liu Shengge's family, didn't they just obey in the end?
Song Zhe imagined the scene of torturing Han Qian and Dongyang Jie, and his face gradually turned red. After a while, his body trembled, and he sat up and went to the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Song Zhe walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, looking at his appearance, then stretched out his hand and patted his chest.
The next second, a black man's face appeared behind him. As soon as Song Zhe turned around, his neck was suddenly pinched by the black man. His feet gradually left the ground, and his back was pressed against the cold mirror. When Song Zhe's When his eyes fell on a man wearing a purple floral suit with a super short ponytail, his eyes showed a bit of panic, and then he spoke with difficulty.
"Willow···Liu···"
Liu Shengge lit a cigarette and laughed.
"Yanran, give him a chance to speak."
The moment Yanran let go of her hand, Song Zhe sat limply on the ground. Song Zhe covered his neck and stared at Liu Shengge.
"Liu Shengge, don't you dare kill me! I am a public official, it will be a big deal if you kill me!"
Liu Shengge walked towards Song Zhe with a cigarette and took a puff After smoking, suddenly put the cigarette butt It poked Song Zhe on the forehead. The moment Song Zhe opened his mouth, Yanran had stuffed Song Zhe's underwear into his mouth. Liu Shengge picked up the cigarette butt and took two strong puffs. After Yanran was lit again, Liu Shengge turned around Turning his head to look at Yanran.
"Are you happy?"
Yanran shook her head.
“If you’re not in this mood, Nana can sit on my shoulders.”
Liu Shengge stood up, Yanran took out a dagger and pierced Song Zhe’s neck. Song Zhe looked at the standing With Liu Shengge and Yanran in front of him, he wanted to beg for mercy and help, but no sound came out, just like how he treated Nana and others. At that time, he thought the sounds of begging for mercy and wailing were so beautiful, but today he had no choice. Hear your own voice.
Time passed little by little, and life passed little by little. When Song Zhe felt that he was about to die, Liu Shengge took out his mobile phone and walked up to him. On the screen was the number 120, Liu Shengge said coldly .
"As long as you can make the call, I will keep you alive!"
Song Zhe slowly raised his hand, and the next second the phone was thrown out by Liu Shengge, who said with a ferocious smile.
"How could I keep you alive!"
Liu Shengge turned around and left with Yanran. After the two left, two 'scavengers' walked into the room holding black bags. , when they left again, Song Zhe had been faked as committing suicide, and everything Song Zhe had done was left on his desk.
There is no airtight wall in the world. Of course, as long as you have money, you can know anything you want to know.
The network number called the police, and the phone was then thrown into the sewer.
Tong Defeng received a call from Liu Shengge.
"Mr. Tong, it seems that we have never sat down and had a good chat."
Tong Defeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
“There is nothing to talk about between us.”
Liu Shengge laughed.
"Nothing to talk about? I think we have a lot to say. My Nana has never enjoyed what life is in her whole life. When she finally feels that she can live for herself, you and Song Zhe Torturing her to the point of committing suicide, does this really count against us? Mr. Tong, I don’t care who you are, and I don’t care what your status and background are. If you don’t give me a chance, I will chop off your head with my own hands!”
Tong Defeng said coldly.
“I can record what you said.”
Liu Shengge smiled. "Okay! If I dare to call you, I won't be afraid of you recording it. Just hide it!"
After hanging up the phone, Tong Defeng took a deep breath and saw a call on his cell phone.
Song Zhe is dead!
Tong Defeng's head buzzed, and he felt that everything was dark in front of him. He never expected that he had already hid here, and Liu Shengge would chase after and kill Song Zhe. Tong Defeng took a few deep breaths He dialed Liu Shengge's phone number.
“You and I will fight until we die.”
"You die, I rest, simple."
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It was still freezing in the north, and Feng Lun lay on the beach to bask in the sun Sun, this season in Australia should be considered relatively happy.
Feng Lun looked at the sky with his sunglasses on. He had donated all his assets to the International Children's Aid Center, and now he only had about a million in pocket money. Now Li Shaoqi was ready to go to Binhai. Feng Lun knew that he didn't have much life left for him.
Go back to Binhai, kill Li Shaoqi, surprise everyone, and let everyone understand how hypocritical this world is.
Feng Lun has already thought about it. Standing in the middle of the stage, illuminated by the lights like a god, he will destroy the beliefs of those people bit by bit and let these stupid people know that their lives should be in their own hands. .
Thinking of this, Feng Lun still felt a little reluctant to leave this world just like that?
Is it really salvation?
"Mr. Feng Lun, the identity you want has been prepared."
Feng Lun turned around and looked at the woman standing behind him, the same suit, the same dress, but unfortunately not With the same heartbeat, Feng Lun reached out to take the new identity file and chuckled softly.
"Thank you."
The woman shook her head.
“You’re welcome, you have donated so much money to us and rescued so many suffering children, but we don’t care about other things you have done. I believe you are a caring person.”< br>
Feng Lun shook his head.
"Love? I don't have that kind of thing. I just finish the things that my wife has not finished. We may not meet again."
The woman smiled.
"I would like to invite Mr. Feng Lun to my house for a cup of tea tonight."
Feng Lun said with a smile.
"If you are not used to drinking tea, you can keep the tea until we meet again. I have to go back to China first."
The woman has a good figure, good looks, and good conversation. How about They are both ninety-nine beauties, but Feng Lun has no wavering or thoughts in his heart. He just wants to return to Binhai as soon as possible so that the party can appear as soon as possible.
Feng Lun got on the plane with his new identity and sat in the first class cabin thinking about two things.
Kill Li Shaoqi.
Sit down and have a chat with Han Qian to see if he has chosen the right life, or if I, Feng Lun, have taken the wrong path.
Although it was rough, Feng Lun never thought that he was wrong.
Qin Yaozu, who was in Shengjing, was hiding at home. He had already received a call from Binhai and was very sure that Feng Lun would definitely show up at the Qingming Festival party. Qin Yaozu was still hesitating and struggling.
Debating whether to go to Binhai.
He was still struggling with whether Feng Lun was wrong or right.
There is really something going on at home today, but it doesn’t really matter. My mother scolded me and I couldn’t calm down to work. I will choose to work in the middle of the night next time.
Two sheets of water. There are many, many things to do this afternoon, including buying a circulation pump for floor heating and replacing the gas meter at my dad’s house. No date! Work hard.
(End of this chapter)