He Jiadong originally thought Ying Dongzi was the organizer behind him, so when he had problems, he thought of calling Ying Dongzi for help. The result was beyond his expectations. Ying Dongzi not only did not agree but also told He Jiadong directly that he had nothing to do with him, and even went to Liu Zhu and him for a three-party trial and then confronted him.

This was completely stupid for He Jiadong, because even if He Jiadong reacted slowly, he should have understood that he was just a fish on a chopping board. Ying Dongzi and Liu Zhu both ate themselves to death, and they were still stupid enough to ask for help or ask someone to help him solve the problem.

He Jiadong gritted his teeth and fell on the side of his phone, and then stepped on the accelerator hard to speed up the car and let himself escape quickly.

Ying Dongzi put down the phone and looked at Wei Ren and asked, "He Jiadong is dead!"

"You can see that he is in a dead end, and I can do it too. Everyone here can see that he is in a dead end, but you must pretend that you can't see it. This time period is the best!" Wei Ren said as if he was an old god.

Wei Ren's words seemed to have opened the heart to Ying Dongzi in an instant.

"I'll just give it a call now?" Ying Dongzi asked with a smile.

"That's a must? Hurry up!" Wei Ren nodded in agreement and said.

Ying Dongzi did it as soon as he said that, and immediately picked up his cell phone and started calling Liu Zhu.

At this time, Liu Zhu, who was still chatting with Zhu Qiming in the teahouse, looked at Ying Dongzi's phone call and reached out to answer it.

When Zhu Qiming saw Liu Zhu answering another call, he said, "Okay, it's almost done Zhuzi, I have to go home!" As he said that, Zhu Qiming stood up and waved his hand.

Liu Zhu also nodded and gestured for a moment, then smiled and asked at the phone, "Brother Dong? The wind is so fast?"

"Don't scold me, Ang, this is fucking hot, you still ask me for a word, Zhuzi, I'll ask you something in my heart!" Ying Dongzi seemed to hear a worried voice.

"You said Brother Dong!"

"Can He Jiadong die?" Ying Dongzi looked at Wei Ren on the other end of the phone, as if the conductor's gesture was constantly adjusting his breathing and tone, and asked at the phone as if he was completely immersed in the play.

"..." Liu Zhu was silent after hearing Ying Dongzi's words.

"Zhuzi, I took two hundred of them for He Jiadong. No matter what he thought, at least if someone could still pick up my money at this time, it means that this person is very friendly. You can take the money with you. Just save his life?" Ying Dongzi begged infinitely loyally.

Liu Zhu was a little surprised when he heard Ying Dongzi's words. After all, two million is not a decimal. Ying Dongzi really dares to say such words to him now, and two million will exchange for He Jiadong's life.

After thinking for a while, Liu Zhu smiled and said, "Brother Dong, two million, are you testing me, right?"

"Zhuzi, I would do this in any deep mountain. Give me a word, right now, should you want money or friends!" Ying Dongzi's words were not tough at all, but he was really saying it.

"I'll call and ask!"

"Quick Pillar, I know if you want to let go, you will definitely be able to do it!"

"Yeah!" Liu Zhu hung up the phone after saying that, but after Liu Zhu hung up the phone, he did not call anyone else. Instead, he looked at the clock on the wall and called Sun Dazhi directly.

At this time, Sun Dazhi was still sitting on the kang he should have someone set up in the building room and read a thread-bound book that was about to be broken. Sun Dazhi was looking at the book with "reward" while clasping his feet. The three big words "Jin Ping Mei" were written on the cover.

Sun Dazhi's "full reading and wet book" state interrupted a sudden call. Sun Dazhi, who was a little disappointed, answered the phone and shouted loudly at the microphone, "I just got up, and this little emotion suddenly got up. What are you doing?"

"Dazhi, are you saying it's worth buying someone for two million yuan?" Liu Zhu's voice came in a low voice.

When Sun Dazhi suddenly heard Liu Zhu say this, he felt a little "suddenly" because Sun Dazhi knew these people too well. If Liu Zhu was worried about two million, he would not call him. If Liu Zhu was worried about whether he would be able to kill someone, he would call Li Hao, then what is Liu Zhu's intention now?

Sun Dazhi, who has always been called the most insightful way to see through human nature, could no longer see through Liu Zhu’s thoughts at this time. To put it bluntly, the pattern is already different.

The former Sun Dazhi can be said to be a existence standing at the top, so when he sees many tiny things, he says that he is calm and unrestrained in front of absolute power, but if he says that he can't see it, it's not about the details. Everything in front of absolute power is meaningless.

But after all, Sun Dazhi has been away from his peak for a long time, and Liu Zhu is the person with the highest market and structure in his hand. So Liu Zhu's pulse at this time is different from that of Sun Dazhi. If anyone had to say that someone could see through him, only God and fate would be there.

Liu Zhu smiled as he heard Sun Dazhi's gasp and said, "You don't know, do you?"

"Zhuzi, how about I'll tell you a second couplet?" Sun Dazhi asked with a wry smile.

"Your level can now make a sound like a red apricot, and it's OK, I'm fine!" Liu Zhu hung up the phone and sat quietly.

At this moment, He Jiadong, who was about to leave City C, drove his Bluebird sedan quickly and wanted to drive directly to the national highway and run towards the other market. However, because it had just snowed, the snow on the road was too deep, and even after the speed was up, some places would slip.

He Jiadong, who had no idea about this, was still accelerating because he was always thinking about Li Tuzi being fucked, and did Liu Zhu and his gangster brothers all chase him everywhere with Wu Lianzi, and then there were scenes like he was trampling on the street with countless bloody ideas erupting from his body.

"Ding..."

"drop……"

Two coherent and harsh sounds of the car whistle came, and the direct shot of the powerful high beam lights that the car must use when driving at night instantly pulled out from his thoughts.

The first thing He Jiadong subconsciously did was to keep igniting the brakes, but at this time the wheels were first heated up and then melted the snow and then wrapped, and then frozen again. The anti-slip effect of the car no longer exists.
Chapter completed!