The night was slightly cool and a breeze blew by. This night was very gentle.

There was a street light, a villa, and a study room. The originally dead window, as the breeze moved, the curtain became passionate.

It kept rolling, like a lively girl, dancing gracefully, the round and gorgeous skirt hem flashing, and occasionally reveals a mysterious and imaginative corner.

Through this corner, you can finally see everything in the study.

In the room, there were three people, one of the middle-aged man standing, and one of the young men lying on the ground, and another, wearing a hideous mask, sitting casually on a chair.

There is no doubt that he is Wu Zhiyuan.

He held a gun in his hand, aiming at the young man lying on the ground with a slightest look, but his eyes were staring at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was solemn and his eyes were flashing.

Just now, he said that the masked man in front of him would not kill his son, but as soon as he finished speaking, his son was thrown to the ground and could never get up again. He didn't know whether it was life or death.

What shocked him was that the person who came to draw out his gun. Is this a thief? No! For him, at least this is not a thief.

This person's purpose is probably not that simple, and he can't be sent away in just a few words.

Even though he had been doing business for many years, his business was even more prosperous. He had come into contact with countless people, but at this moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.

The power of the gun is fully reflected at this moment.

There is no need to pull the trigger, no more words, just hold it in your hand and you can crush all his fantasies!

Of course, all this depends on who the gun is.

But this person, in Cen Yunshan's eyes, existed like a god of death.

Cen Yunshan is extremely cautious. Tonight, his father and son may die!

He didn't know what this person was going to come, but he knew that the man pulled out his gun and sat on the chair without saying a word.

It was this silent silence that made him feel unsure.

The gun of the visitor was aimed at his son, but his eyes were looking at him. It was obvious that this person was coming to him and did not take his son seriously at all.

Ask his son something? Actually, it’s about talking to me.

In the entire study, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became depressed and bored.

When the gentle wind blew in outside the window, the air in the room seemed to have become alive, and Cen Yunshan's face loosened a little.

"Little brother, what do you want to ask? Even if you ask, I will cooperate with you with all my strength and speak in everything you know!"

Cen Yunshan finally spoke, and after he remained silent, he didn't know what else the other party would do.

"That's good!"

Wu Zhiyuan stood up and glanced at the young man on the ground lightly, his tone was calm and unsuspecting, "Since Mr. Cen just said that he asked me to offer a price, then I'm not polite. I want one million, will you give it?"

"Little brother is joking!" Cen Yunfei's face was a little stiff.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

He walked over step by step, came to Cen Guanglong, and stepped on him.

"Or do you think your son's life is not worth a million?"

Cen Yunfei's face looked extremely ugly. This man repeatedly bullied his son in front of him, but he could only stand and couldn't come up with any ideas.

This feeling is undoubtedly very uncomfortable.

When he was withdrawing money, this person said he asked his son about something, but when he was about to cooperate, this person started to withdraw money.

"Little brother, one million, it's easy to say!" Cen Yunfei said after pondering for a moment, "But please let my son go first!"

"Then thank you Mr. Cen! Don't worry, there is something else. Didn't I say it just now?"

Wu Zhiyuan said, squatting down slowly and patting Cen Guanglong's face, "Don't pretend to be dead, if you continue to pretend, I will fulfill you and make you really unable to wake up!"

The young man on the ground heard the sound, his body trembled, and he hurriedly opened his eyes.

There is no doubt that he was scared! He was scared from the moment he was kicked into the study.

In his opinion, this person is a devil!

He was so scared that he pretended to be unconscious. He didn't want to, but he was still seen through his tricks.

Even Cen Yunshan, who was standing in front of the desk, shook his head secretly, extremely disappointed. It was now, and he was pretending to be dead. Is it useful?

It’s okay if you are too naughty, but you are so cowardly and have no responsibility at all.

Thinking of this, Cen Yunfei said, "Little brother, if you have something to do, just ask!"

"You are a character!"

Wu Zhiyuan slowly turned his head. Under the mask, his eyes were as indifferent as water. He shook his head, "What a pity, he gave birth to such a coward!"

"Get up!" He suddenly shouted loudly, held Cen Guanglong and threw him directly on the chair he had just sat on.

Cen Guanglong had just come back to his senses, but saw a ferocious mask that was almost against his face. The originally indifferent eyes were sharp at this time, and Cen Guanglong's body trembled again.

"I heard that you like to go to nightclubs, but I didn't expect that it was like a bird, as weak as a chick. I was thinking, even if those women took off their clothes and stood in front of you, you wouldn't be able to come a few times. You said, what are you trying to do?"

He held his chin, paused, and then suddenly realized, "Oh! You are trying to be fun, right? You are not promising, so you go to that kind of place to find confidence! You are going to a woman to vent!"

Wu Zhiyuan's voice suddenly became cold and he shouted: "Say! A week ago, you held the so-called mask feast, who did you invite, and what happened during this period, say it all!"

When Cen Yunshan heard this, his face suddenly changed. It was because of this matter. The thing he was most worried about happened.

He arranged for his son to go abroad before, and it was also because of this.

Looking at his trembling son, Cen Yunshan sighed: "Little brother..."

"Shut up, I didn't ask you!"

Wu Zhiyuan did not look back, but still stared at Cen Guanglong, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan's aura became awe-inspiring.

He had no sympathy for the person in front of him.

Such people bully the weak and fear the strong, but when they meet someone stronger than him, they are like a dead dog. When they meet someone weaker than him, they will become more violent and extremely fierce, ten times more cruel than ordinary people.

He has seen many such people.

"Say!" Wu Zhiyuan shouted again.

"I...I don't know!" Cen Guanglong said tremblingly.

"Hmm?" Wu Zhiyuan's eyes narrowed.

"I really don't know!" Looking at the pair of devil-like eyes, Cen Guanglong hurriedly said, "That day, I was in Jinduhui, and I just said it casually, but I didn't think of anything, but I didn't expect someone to look for me!"

"Who is looking for you?" Wu Zhiyuan asked coldly.

"Ye Shiyu!"

"Ye Shiyu?"

Wu Zhiyuan murmured, "Is it the manager of Jin Duhui who disappeared a month ago?"

"It's her!" Cen Guanglong continued, "She walked over and said that she could help me gather a luxurious feast, and promised that I would play with her. She also said, "Who do I like in Jincheng girls, can I also invite them to play together, just need me to provide the venue..."

"Floor 18 of Tianling Building? Are you invited the women who died a few days ago?"

"Yes! Oh! No! I only said that the three of them could go, but it was not what I invited, but Ye Shiyu took them there!"

Cen Guanglong glanced at his father timidly, "Tianling Building is my dad's property. I thought at the time that it was empty and useless, so..."

"So, the death of several Jin Huili, including Ye Shiyu, is it related to you?"

"No, not me!" Cen Guanglong panicked and shook his head quickly, "They went that night. Many people started to do it directly in the hall. Someone walked over and was frustrated with them. They refused to rely on them, so they were dragged into the next room. More than a dozen men followed them in..."

"Everyone is wearing masks, how could you know them?"

"I often go to Jinduhui to play, know them, and the four of them stood together, neither dancing nor playing with others, just drinking and standing by..."

"In the end, what happened, I said it all!"

Wu Zhiyuan's voice became colder and colder. Although he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

A group of people, a large group of people, a large group of men and women, in the same hall, in public...

If Chen Xi was there at that time, he would not have imagined it.

"In the end, Ye Shiyu also went in. I don't know what happened inside. However, when they came out, no one was wearing clothes. In fact, there were not many people wearing clothes in the hall at that time, so no one cared about it..."

"You are not wearing clothes, and that's what you are!"

Wu Zhiyuan wanted to shoot this person at this time. Although he did not participate in the murder, he was also hateful and hateful!

"In the end, they were taken away!" Cen Guanglong trembled sharply, "I didn't expect...I didn't expect that a few days later, someone was on the Wujiang River and found their bodies continuously..."

Cen Guanglong hugged his head and cried: "It's not me who harmed them, it's not me, wuwu..."

"You are very good! Very good!" Wu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, "Do you know anyone else except the three girls Ye Shiyu and Jin Du?"

"No...I don't know you anymore!"

"If you don't know it? If you don't know it, you dare to continue playing with confidence?" Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that this person was not only hateful, but also sad.
To be continued...