Liu Handong stretched out two fingers and pinched out a small paw from the pot, and then a whole skinned big rat, with a ferocious face and not even a ounce of flesh on the body.
"You eat this? Are you full?" Liu Handong asked curiously.
"This is our national delicacy." Cui Zhenghao said seriously, putting instant noodles and ham sausage into the pot. "Although it is small and contains no meat, it doesn't matter. It is mainly used to enhance the flavor."
Liu Handong suddenly realized that this was not a big mouse at all, but a lost Chihuahua.
Cui Zhenghao tore off a dog leg about the same thickness as a chicken leg and handed it to Liu Handong, asking him to taste his craftsmanship.
Liu Handong thanked Bu Min and opened a bottle of Jiannanchun for Xiao Cui to taste. Cui Zhenghao poured half of the cup, smelled it first, as if he was intoxicated, then took a small sip, smashed it and praised it: "Good wine!"
"In your hometown, you can't find such a good bar." Liu Handong inadvertently touched Xiao Cui's sensitive area again. His face instantly became ugly, and he slammed the wine glass, causing the drink to spill all over the floor.
After a long time, he said: "It's not that our country doesn't have good wine, it's because of the imperialist blockade and meteorological disasters. The crops have failed year after year, and the people can't eat enough. There's no extra grain to make wine." After that, he poured it out again.
He drank a glass of wine and said, "If you give me such a delicious wine, are you going to make me kill someone?"
Liu Handong said: "Yes, it's time for you to take action. After killing him, I will send you to South Korea." He handed over a printed photo, which was a standard photo of Wang Shihuang downloaded from the Shifeng Group's website.
After Cui Zhenghao read the photo, he nodded gloomily, burned the paper, and started drinking again.
Liu Handong's plan was to steal a dump truck and wait for Wang Shihuang's car to come out at the intersection near Shangfeng Shangshui Villa. If he was not killed, he would get out of the car and kill Wang Shihuang with Xiao Cui's skills.
A few bodyguards are a piece of cake.
"Can you drive a truck?" Liu Handong asked.
"Yes." Cui Zhenghao replied.
Liu Handong couldn't help but doubt his true identity. He said he was a middle school physical education teacher in North Hamgyong Province, but when he was drunk, he said that his wife was a traffic policeman in Pyongyang, his son was studying at Mansudae Elementary School, and he had accurate marksmanship and taekwondo.
He has super high practical ability, and now he says he can drive. This is not a skill that ordinary middle school teachers can master.
This guy is probably a member of the special forces of the Korean People's Army, and he is probably a real soldier.
Although he was suspicious, Liu Handong did not point out that whether Cui Zhenghao was the king of soldiers or a physical education teacher, as long as he could help him complete the task, by the time he arrived in South Korea, the murder case would have become a complete unsolved case.
The only trouble at present is that it is difficult to determine Wang Shihuang's itinerary, which requires a period of follow-up investigation and analysis.
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When Liu Handong returned home, he always felt that something was wrong. It was not that he had never killed anyone before. He had almost ten lives on his hands so far, but they were all defensive counterattacks. In self-defense, this was the first time he took the initiative to murder a person. If the incident happened, it would be appropriate.
With a proper death penalty, the president of the university and the CEO of the real estate company will all disappear into thin air. He has not yet married and had children, his mother has not yet retired, and Zheng Jiayi has not yet found a partner. Isn't it a bit too much to abandon a good life and a bright future in order to kill Wang Shihuang?
Too reckless.
He tossed and turned on the bed, thinking of Wang Shihuang's arrogant face and feeling furious. This kind of scum must be eradicated. Xiao Cui was so good at it, there would definitely be no problem, and even if he was caught, he might not be able to confess himself.
Moreover, the interests involved in European Garden are too great, and even 100 million is allocated to himself. Even if it is to protect his own rights and interests, he has to fight hard.
"Kill him!" A fierce voice sounded in the back of my mind.
But will killing Wang Shihuang solve the problem? Behind him is the Shifeng Group and Deputy Mayor Huang. There is a whole interest group waiting to bite this big piece of meat in the European Garden. It will definitely not be affected by Wang Shihuang's death.
If you give up the fight, it will only get worse and more brutal.
"Think long term and don't be reckless." Another gentle voice sounded.
Liu Handong got up and found a coin. He decided to let God decide Wang Shihuang's life or death.
"1 means life, chrysanthemum means death, victory or defeat is decided at one time, Wang Shihuang, let's see your fate." Liu Handong threw the coin into the air.
The coin fell on the ground, rolled away, and rolled along the smooth floor into the crack of the bed. Liu Handong lay down and took a look. The coin was stuck between the bed board and the wall, and he was actually standing.
"Damn it!" Liu Handong cursed.
In a nightclub, Wang Shihuang was hugging a young lady and singing while he suddenly sneezed four or five times.
"Holy shit, who the hell is thinking about me?" Wang Shihuang took the tissue handed by the lady and wiped his nose, "Stop, let's change to the next song. I will perform "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" for you."
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The next day, Liu Handong received a call from Qi Jing, saying that Wang Shihuang would bring someone over in the afternoon.
"What is this guy doing here?" Liu Handong was puzzled.
"He said he had something important to discuss with us and asked you to come too. Uncle, my mother is worried about my brother and is afraid that something might happen to him. You should come here first so that we can have a backbone." Qi Jing is less than twenty years old and has never met her.
What a worldly country girl, she has lost her mind and her voice is trembling.
"What time is it in the afternoon?" Liu Handong was keenly aware that this was the best opportunity to kill Wang Shihuang. This opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back.
"Four o'clock in the afternoon." Qi Jing said.
"I'll be there on time." Liu Handong hung up the phone, first went to the Provincial Party Committee's family compound to pick Cui Zhenghao out, drove the car to the wilderness, handed him a new set of clothes, a cheap down jacket bought in the supermarket, and shook his head.
A fleece sweater, jeans, sneakers, sunglasses, gloves, and a long, sharp dagger.
"I don't use a knife." Cui Zhenghao patted his leg, "Using a knife is an insult to him."
"It's up to you." Liu Handong threw the knife to him and took out a bottle of liquor: "Drink something to strengthen your courage before taking action?"
"No, I don't drink while working and keep my mind clear." Cui Zhenghao said seriously.
The dump truck was ready. Liu Handong had stolen it himself and hid it in an abandoned industrial park in the wild. Cui Zhenghao got on the truck and tried it. His driving skills were a little rusty, but he got the feel of it after practicing a few times.
Liu Handong first made him familiar with the surrounding environment and determined the route that Wang Shihuang must take. Then he asked Cui Zhenghao to drive and wait near the intersection, and gave him a mobile phone to wait for his notification at any time.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Handong came to the European Garden, Sister Qi was crying, Wang Jian and others complained, saying that Qi Lin should not have been the chairman long ago, and everyone in the company was panicked.
At 3:50, two cars arrived at the European Garden. Wang Shihuang got out of the Cayenne. His men put a black windbreaker on him, stretched out aggressively, put on sunglasses and walked over.
We are not here to fight today. Wang Shihuang only brought five bodyguards, a driver and a secretary. Liu Handong led a group of fellow villagers and stood at the entrance of the company as if facing a formidable enemy.
Wang Shihuang took off his sunglasses and smiled: "Oh, you are very polite, and you came to greet me."
"Bah, who greeted you!" Qi Jing cursed. She knew that her father was half-dead because of this man, and his eyes were almost like spitting fire.
Wang Shihuang was not angry at all: "Sister, you are wrong. Too much anger can easily lead to acne. Let's go in and talk about it."
Liu Handong said firmly: "No need, if you have anything to do, just talk here."
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Liu? Hello, Mr. Liu." Wang Shihuang said in a strange tone, "You can say yes here, that's fine. I'm just here to inform you that from now on, we are a family."
"What do you mean?" Liu Handong faintly realized something was wrong.
The secretary opened his briefcase and handed over a document. Wang Shihuang took it in his hand and shook it: "Look clearly, the equity transfer agreement. Qilin's shares are now mine."
"What did you do to my brother?" Qi Jing said anxiously.
"Don't be afraid. I didn't take advantage of anyone's danger. I paid for it." Wang Shihuang threw the document over and asked, "Let's see if the signature on it is authentic."
Qi Jing picked it up and tore it apart without even looking at it: "You are shameless! You forced my brother to transfer his shares to you. This doesn't count."
Wang Shihuang said: "Tear it up if you want. It's a copy anyway. Let me tell you, the equity transfer was notarized by the notary office and is legal and valid. It's useless for you to sue to heaven. I didn't force him. It's two hundred real money."
Wan bought it, and I guaranteed that he would not be punished in the detention center, and that he would win the lawsuit and not be sentenced. What the hell are you thinking? If you pissed me off, I would sentence him to ten years in one sentence!" Afterwards, he
He wears a mask of hypocrisy in private, with a ferocious face and a fierce voice.
Although Sister-in-law Qi was very fierce when fighting Wang Lan, she lost her courage when facing a gangster like Wang Shihuang. She suddenly sat on the ground and cried: "My poor son."
An employee recruited by Liu Handong interjected: "The transfer of shares by shareholders requires the approval of the board of directors, and other major shareholders have priority in the transfer. Your procedure is illegal."
Wang Shihuang glared: "Fuck you, if you say it's not legal, it's not legal? Are you from the court?"
The employee was too scared to speak.
Wang Shihuang put on a gentle face again and said kindly: "I regret what happened to Boss Qi, but it is indeed not my fault. My surname is Wang, let me say something here. If what happened to Boss Qi has anything to do with me,
, let me die badly!"
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling.
Wang Shihuang went on to say: "I'm here just to get money, isn't it? The European Garden project is too big, can you guys cover it? It's not your own money, it's going to be hot when you take it. I'm also a reasonable person, I won't
I won’t leave any food for you, so let me buy your shares with money, 10 million, payable in cash, I brought all the money.”
Two bodyguards in black lifted two lockboxes from the car and opened the lids. Inside were brand-new banknotes, but they were certainly not as exaggerated as 10 million.
"I am the most reasonable person and the least bully. You can think about it for yourself." Wang Shihuang put on his sunglasses, nodded to Liu Handong, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a playful smile: "If you want to play, I will play with you.
.”
Liu Handong said nothing, but kept Wang Shihuang's license plate number firmly in his mind.
"Let's go." Wang Shihuang led a group of people and walked away. Sister Qi started crying and screaming again. Liu Handong walked to a quiet place and took out a new mobile phone to call Cui Zhenghao, but he couldn't get through.
In the dump truck, Xiao Cui was sweating profusely while playing with his fake Android phone. There were too many programs running and it was freezing.