Song Liangyu approached Wang Zhangzhu step by step. Wang Zhangzhu instinctively moved away. She listened intently, hoping that there would be footsteps and knocks outside the door, but there was none. The surroundings were quiet, as quiet as death.
Wang Zhangzhu knew when he and Uncle Bing were planning this plan that there was a possibility that she would be killed by Song Liangyu. And this possibility was extremely high.
Song Liangyu is ruthless and cunning. If he discovers what he hides in his body, he will die. If he meets his enemies as soon as he sees him, is extremely jealous, and kills without explanation, he will die. If Uncle Bing is not in Chutian, I saw myself at the entrance of the group; if Uncle Bing went to report the crime, no one would pay attention; if the police arrived too late...
Wang Zhangzhu was also lucky at this time. At least Song Liangyu didn't discover the thing at the first time. He didn't kill himself as soon as they met. Even if he died, he would have died well. He had taken revenge for his father.
But since ancient times, the only option is death. Who wants to die unless it is a last resort?
Wang Zhangzhu looked at Song Liangyu, who had a fierce look in his eyes and was pressing forward step by step. The palms of his hands were sweating. The tension in the air invaded her brain.
As soon as she came in, she observed this office. This office was the president's office where Chu Huandong used to stay. Song Liangyu used Chu Huandong as his target in everything, and was in invisible competition with Chu Huandong. Since Wang Da's death Now that he was alone, he moved the president's office back to the place where Chu Huandong had stayed.
The overall design of Chu Huandong's office was square and square. Even though Song Liangyu later strived for excellence and perfected the decoration, there was nothing here that could serve as a barrier for Wang Zhangzhu. She looked around anxiously and saw what Chu Huandong had once seen. A secret door was set up. The other side was connected to his office when he was his full-time 'secretary'.
Wang Zhangzhu pretended to be calm and looked at Song Liangyu, who was walking toward her step by step with a ferocious face. "Song Liangyu, you can't help it anymore. You said you were good to me and didn't hurt me. Now you still want to kill people and silence me." Already."
Song Liangyu's cold eyes were cruel and disdainful. "Zhangzhu, you forced me to do this. No one can blame me."
"Dad." Wang Zhangzhu looked behind Song Liangyu and suddenly shouted in surprise.
Song Liangyu felt guilty as a thief. She was frightened by Wang Zhangzhu's call. She couldn't help but look back. Wang Zhangzhu took this opportunity to rush towards the secret door closer to her as quickly as possible. Fortunately. The secret door was not sealed. It opened as soon as she pushed it open.
Wang Zhangzhu rushed into the next room with great joy. There was no light in this room and it was dark. With a little light coming from the secret door, Wang Zhangzhu found that the exit was still in the original position. She walked quickly I ran to the door of this office and tried to run into the corridor from here.
No matter how arrogant Song Liangyu was, he would not dare to chase him into the corridor and kill him.
Wang Zhangzhu tried his best to open the door and shook the door handle vigorously. But the door, as if dead, did not move at all.
Her expression froze instantly. Cold sweat broke out on her back. She had entered a 'dead end'.
Song Liangyu slowly followed Wang Zhangzhu into the room and turned on the light switch on the wall. The chandelier above his head suddenly turned on.
Wang Zhangzhu noticed that this room had completely changed its original layout. There was no special decoration inside. There were only two walls with huge iron cabinets that went straight to the roof. There was only a small conference table in the middle. There are a few chairs, but all the windows are sealed, giving people an inexplicable and eerie feeling.
She was slightly confused as to what Song Liangyu had used this room for. How could she feel cold even standing here, but she couldn't see anything strange about it.
Song Liangyu seemed to see her doubts and raised his eyebrows triumphantly. "This room has been used by me as a place for black market transaction negotiations." He suddenly lowered his voice, with a sinister air on his lips. "You know, every time. Negotiate. If there is anyone who is disobedient, I will deal with him on the spot. Then..." He pointed to the huge black iron cabinets. "That's where they go."
In this empty room, Song Liangyu's voice echoed eerily.
Wang Zhangzhu's face instantly turned pale and her whole body felt cold. She may not be afraid of the living villain Song Liangyu, but she is afraid of those illusory and ubiquitous ghosts of injustice.
Song Liangyu seemed to have noticed Wang Zhangzhu's trembling, shuddering and shrinking, and actually smiled even more happily. As if he was about to see a wonderful show. He bowed his head to Wang Zhangzhu's ear with satisfaction. "Since you walked into this room, you must be destined to be here. I will kill you later and put you in this iron cabinet. Suddenly a female ghost came. Those vicious black bosses must be very happy... "
As soon as the topic came to her, Wang Zhangzhu suddenly lost her fear. She was afraid of ghosts, but not the ghost she had become. Her eyes widened and she stared angrily at Song Liangyu who was right in front of her. If looks could kill, right in front of her. Song Liangyu died countless times.
Seeing that Song Liangyu was immersed in his own thoughts, Wang Zhangzhu waved his hand and slapped him hard. "You pervert and scumbag. Why don't you die."
Song Liangyu was really anxious this time. His white-gloved hands suddenly pinched Wang Zhangzhu's slender neck, and his tone was fierce. "Smelly girl, you think you are still the eldest lady. How dare you hit me? Let's see who of us dies first." Today I will strangle you to death and let you accompany your damn father."
Wang Zhangzhu was like a crazy beast. He kicked, hit, bit and pinched Song Liangyu. But Song Liangyu didn't care about her tricks. He just focused on pinching her neck.
Her breathing became faster and faster. Wang Zhangzhu's face turned pale. Her body was weak and she was on the verge of suffocation. She thought she was really going to die. She vaguely heard a heavy sound outside, as if someone was kicking the door.
Song Liangyu also heard this voice. He couldn't help but relax his hand. Wang Zhangzhu hurriedly pushed him away, holding on to the wall and coughing uncontrollably.
The heavy sound came again. This time both Song Liangyu and Wang Zhangzhu heard it clearly. Someone was indeed kicking the door. Wang Zhangzhu's face showed joy. It seemed that Uncle Bing must have arrived with the police.
Song Liangyu was cunning and alert. He immediately became alert when he saw a smile on Wang Zhangzhu's face. Some speculations and thoughts quickly passed by. He ignored the muffled sound at the door and reached out to catch Wang Zhangzhu.
Wang Zhangzhu was always on guard against him. When he saw his body move, he hurriedly and nimbly ran to one side of the table. There was a long table in the middle. Song Liangyu really couldn't help her for a moment.
While the two were dealing with each other, the heavy solid wood door made a harsh cracking sound. The sound of the door being kicked open was loud. Wang Zhangzhu and Song Liangyu moved towards the secret door in unison and turned to look at the person coming.
Chu Huandong had a worried and stern look on his face when he broke in. He looked around the room sharply, and then ran to the secret door in two agile steps. Before he could speak, Song Liangyu, who was standing next to the secret door, quickly He pulled out the pistol from his waist. Chu Huandong kicked him vigorously on the wrist. Song Liangyu knew that Chu Huandong was powerful. To save his wrist, he had no choice but to stop.
Seeing Song Liangyu put down the gun, Chu Huandong was able to look at Wang Zhangzhu on the side. Wang Zhangzhu looked haggard. She was stroking the table and breathing softly. Her forehead was slightly bruised at some point. At this time, she was already dead. She was green. There were fresh red and purple strangulation marks on her neck. It was obvious that Song Liangyu was trying to strangle her to death before he broke in.
Chu Huandong only felt heartbroken beyond measure.
Injuring Wang Zhangzhu or seeing her hurt was the most unbearable thing in his life. But he hurt her again and again and put her in danger. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he did not protect her well. she.
Chu Huandong looked at the culprit, Song Liangyu. There was a blazing flame burning in the depths of his gloomy black eyes. The gloomy and cold expression made the murderous Song Liangyu a little frightened.
"Song Liangyu." Chu Huandong gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth. His cold voice sounded particularly terrifying. He clenched his fists hard and made a gurgling sound.
Song Liangyu has been jealous and hateful of Chu Huandong since he was a child. But subconsciously he also knows that he is not Chu Huandong's opponent. He also stares at Chu Huandong with a look of agreement, but there is weakness hidden in his eyes.
Chu Huandong knew that it was not appropriate to kill Song Liangyu in this place. But he could give Song Liangyu a lesson first. He looked at Song Liangyu with eyes sharper than a knife. Just when he was about to take action, Ah Zheng came over in a hurry. "Brother Dong. .The brother downstairs has sent a message. The police are here."
Song Liangyu and Chu Huandong were stunned at the same time. They were both people who had been in the underworld and knew the rules. They would solve problems among themselves, whether life or death, without asking the police to intervene.
Wang Zhangzhu had been dazed and panting from the moment Chu Huandong broke in. When she heard that the police were coming, her spirits were lifted. She looked at Song Liangyu and Chu Huan who were both looking at her. Dong. She laughed. "I was the one who called the police."
She thought her smile must be very beautiful, because this was the moment when she took revenge on her own and her premeditation was successful. Although for Song Liangyu, such premeditation may not kill him, but she was already very satisfied. Her father finally did not have to bear the injustice. died.
The muscles on Song Liangyu's face seemed to twitch violently uncontrollably. He squinted at Wang Zhangzhu, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Who? Who called the police for you?"
"A shrimp has its own way, and a crab has its own way. No matter what happens, there is always a way to solve it." Wang Zhangzhu lowered his eyebrows and said lukewarmly: "It's meaningless for you to pursue these things now. You go in this time. .It will definitely not come out.”
"Wang Zhangzhu, do you think you will be better off? Lin Yurou has already filed a lawsuit against you this morning." Song Liangyu was vicious and vicious. He also made two preparations for Wang Zhangzhu. If she is willing to sign the contract, Lin Yurou will sue her. He will go to jail. If she refuses to sign the contract, he will really kill her. "You will also go to jail soon."