Soon, Yang Weifeng recovered from the shock, suppressed the trembling in his heart, and said with a cold snort: "If...if I said that I didn't do it, you wouldn't believe it!"
"You haven't done it? Then do you still want me to believe it? Can you provide evidence?" Xiao Yong said fiercely, with a very polite tone.
"You're right... I made an appointment with President Chu, but when I arrived at Xinyu Tea House, there was no one there. I was a little angry at the time and thought you were just letting me go." Yang Weifeng seemed to have already
He completely regained his composure, his tone was very calm, and a glint flashed in his eyes. He seemed to smell a hint of conspiracy. However, his expression was not revealing at all.
"How do you want me to believe you?" Xiao Yong looked at Yang Weifeng's expression, and the doubts in his heart became even more serious. Besides, he didn't actually believe that Yang Weifeng did this. After all, Bai Yunhui and the Lingyun Gang have been secretly cooperating with each other. He thought to himself
Yang Weifeng, who is so smart, shouldn't be able to make such a bad move, but he really can't think of who could be behind it. He once doubted the newly rising Xiaojun brothers. But he didn't expect that Xiaojun would also make such a bad move.
First, after all, they are just a rookie. No matter in terms of strength, manpower or financial resources, they cannot compare with Baiyun Society. If they rashly become enemies with them, it will really be detrimental to themselves. Second, this is on their territory.
Even if they want to take action, shouldn't they choose their own place? Aren't they afraid of suspicion? This is also the idea of Xiao Yong who ruled out the Xiaojun brothers.
"Have you never doubted those rookies in Xiao Jun?" Yang Weifeng said slowly with a light flashing in his eyes.
"Hmph... Although the Xiao Army achieved the title of Blood Cultivator Shura overnight, this is not the era of individual heroes. Do you think they will break this very delicate balance?" Xiao Yong said without any hesitation.
"Really? 'The best can't predict, the wise can't predict.' There are no absolutes in this world. Don't you think it would be more beneficial to them to break this delicate balance? 'Heroes come out of troubled times, and mediocre officials come out of prosperous times. Heroes come out of troubled times.
, Times make heroes. 'Perhaps they are the smart ones now. Yang Weifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said seriously with a frightened look in his eyes.
"What do you mean, do you still want to blame them? Since you said you didn't do it, you have to give me a reason to believe you." Xiao Yong thought for a moment and said.
"Okay! You, Xiao Yong, are also number one, so I'll give you a reason." Yang Weifeng said with a smile, and immediately pulled out the Type 92 pistol from his waist and loaded it very quickly.
Xiao Yong was very calm, with a hint of ridicule on his face, but the bodyguards next to the visitor looked nervous, especially the bodyguards next to Xiao Yong who were ready to move.
"Don't be nervous..." Yang Weifeng said with a smile, and then fired a shot at the ceiling. The crisp sound of the gunshot was particularly harsh.
"Did you see it? There are real bullets here. This is the reason I want to give you." Yang Weifeng said, placing the Type 92 pistol on the table, and then rotated the pistol 180 degrees with his hands.
He pointed the gun at Xiao Yong and pointed it at himself, then pushed the gun towards Xiao Yong.
"Gang leader... don't open." The bodyguard next to Yang Weifeng said with a nervous look on his face and a trembling voice. He seemed ready to continue talking, but was interrupted by Yang Weifeng's palm.
Staring at the pistol sliding in front of him, Xiao Yong raised his brows as if he was thinking about something. He glanced at Yang Weifeng slightly from the corner of his eyes, as if Yang Weifeng's confident smile irritated him. He picked up the loaded pistol and stood up straight.
Pointing at Yang Weifeng's forehead. With a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, he said harshly: "Yang Weifeng, do you believe me or not? I will kill you immediately. As long as I dig it lightly in my hand, you will not see the sun tomorrow."
He raised the Type 92 pistol in his hand.
"Really? Since you think I did it, then you shoot. But it seems to be raining today! Maybe it will be a storm." Yang Weifeng said with a smile with the same calm expression.
"You really dare to gamble with your life! Aren't you afraid of death? Or do you think I won't come and snatch you away soon? You seem to be too conceited." After a moment of silence, Xiao Yong said and pointed the trigger toward the enemy with his finger.
Pressed down.
"Haha... I'm afraid of death... Of course I'm afraid of death! Especially in this position now. I'm even more afraid of death. Maybe I wasn't afraid of death only when I debuted! But I bet you can't shoot because you're not stupid. You don't want to.
Become the chess piece behind me! But don't you dare to come to my territory alone?" Yang Weifeng was still calm, only the bodyguard beside him looked nervous.
"Humph... I'm not alone." Xiao Yong said, placing the pistol heavily on the table, sitting on the chair and taking out a pack of explosives from his hand. Suddenly, Yang Weifeng's astonished expression trembled. His heart was shaking.
He cursed secretly: "Madman." I was very happy that I had cultivated myself over the past few years and did not get angry directly with Xiao Yong, otherwise I would really not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Yang Weifeng, in addition to wanting to see if our president's death has anything to do with you, I came here today for another purpose. That is, why did you date our president and why he never came back?" Xiao
Yong threw the explosives on the table and said.
"Purpose, if I said we were going to eat that new power, would you believe it?" Yang Weifeng lit a cigar and took a puff in a very gentlemanly manner.
"I don't know." Xiao Yong replied simply.
"Really, then I want to know if you think I have something to do with the death of your president?" Xiao Yong on the other side said simply and directly, and Yang Weifeng took another puff of cigar and said.
"Still don't know." Xiao Yong still had the same expression and the same answer. There was just a faint flash of light in his eyes.
"Uh..." Yang Weifeng, who had a cigar in his mouth, looked surprised and opened his mouth slightly. The cigar fell from his mouth and fell to the ground, and he looked at Xiao Yong with strange eyes.
Xiao Yong ignored Yang Weifeng's stunned expression and continued: "Yang Weifeng, no matter whether the president's death has anything to do with you or not, you still have some responsibility. Of course, it is best not to do it by you."
"Responsibility, what do you want?" Yang Weifeng extinguished the fireworks on the ground with his feet, raised his head and said.
"I don't want to do anything, but you must find out the cause of the president's death." Xiao Yong looked at Yang Weifeng and said.
"Okay... I will give you an explanation." Yang Weifeng hesitated for a moment and then replied.
"Goodbye then..." Xiao Yong seemed to not want to say more, stood up and started to leave. However, he was stopped by Yang Weifeng's bodyguard.
"How..." Xiao Yong turned his head and looked directly at Yang Weifeng.
"Back off..." Yang Weifeng frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about the whole situation. He shouted back the bodyguard sternly.