Allen respectfully stepped back. The danger in Jun Yucheng's eyes gradually deepened, and the storm in his eyes gradually swept up. He reached out and took out the documents that Allen had investigated.
After reading all the above information from top to bottom, his face was still calm and showed no expression.
He just leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with a bit of murderous intent gradually igniting in his deep black eyes.
At this time, several people were hiding in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, and one of them was the perpetrator who hit little Shao Qian with his car.
These men all have very short buzzcuts and a uniform logo on their bodies.
Several people squatted in the factory, smoking second-hand smoke. The smoke filled the walls and stung their noses. Their moods were a little unstable, and they looked a little irritable and restless.
At this time, a black and old Beetle drove up outside the factory. The car was very inconspicuous, as if it deliberately did not want people to recognize it.
A woman got out of the car wearing sunglasses. She was tall and wearing a pair of high heels that were 10 centimeters high. The skirt that only reached her thighs made her whole body sexy and charming.
Seeing her sullen and impatient, she approached them, took off her sunglasses, and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Miss Zhen, I listened to your words and hit that child. Now the police have been looking for the whereabouts of the vehicle that caused the accident. Please give me the price you agreed on so that we brothers can run away."
"Give you money? Didn't I give you the money?"
The woman looked at the group of people in front of her with impatience and disgust, and rolled her eyes.
"But that's just a deposit. You haven't given us the money after everything is done. If I had known that the child was Jun Yucheng's, even if you gave me ten times the price, I wouldn't have hit that child."
God knows that Jun Yucheng had a history of terror. If he hit his son, he would definitely dig up the ground and dig out the murderer. As for how to deal with it, they didn't even dare to think about it.
Zhen Meishan looked at the submissive men in front of her, laughed sarcastically, and said to the leader, "You still want money? If I had known you were so useless that you couldn't even hit a child to death, I wouldn't have done it.
Looking for you!!"
She sneered from the tip of her nose and looked them up and down, "I won't give you that money anymore. It's useless! Don't call me again, otherwise I will call the police!"
“You bitch, do you want to regret it??”
Another man with a crew cut stepped forward and blocked Zhen Meishan's path, "The fourth child helped you hit that child, and the child's life was saved. Now you want to deny it?"
Zhen Meishan was not afraid of these men. She glanced at the signs on their arms and said, "What? You want to scare me? I have been scared since I was a child."
She curled her lips and said: "Don't think that I can't recognize the signs on your hands. You are prisoners sentenced to life imprisonment. You are not in prison but outside. I'm afraid you escaped from prison, right? If I go to the police
If so, have you thought about how you should die?"
When several people heard what she said, there was a moment of panic on their faces. Suddenly, one of the men stepped forward, slapped Zhen Meishan hard, grabbed her long hair and pulled her back, saying:
"You bitch, I'm so shameless. I'm talking to you nicely but you don't listen. You insist on being a bitch here!"