The first thousand five hundred and thirty-five chapters
Zhong Yuan laughed wildly when he heard this, pulled out a gun from the drawer and pointed it at the young man, and then said with a cold face: "Give me the gift of death? I, Zhong Yuan, have lived for decades and no one has ever given me a clock. This clock has never been given to me.
You should keep it for yourself."
The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, and a violent aura suddenly burst out from his body, and his voice revealed a hint of coldness: "You have to take this bell if you don't want to."
Zhong Yuan's face changed drastically. This violent aura made him feel an extremely strong sense of oppression, as if he suddenly fell into the dead of winter from midsummer in June. His whole body was ice-cold, and the hand holding the gun actually trembled a little.
The young man's eyes showed a mocking look, and he pointed at his head: "Shoot, shoot at me if you can."
Zhong Yuan stared intently at the young man. His finger on the trigger trembled several times, but in the end he did not pull the trigger. He just looked at the young man with cold eyes.
There was a voice in his heart telling him that if he shot, he would definitely regret it.
The young man sneered a few times, turned sideways and said, "I just came to give you a message. He will be out at 9 o'clock. And I would like to remind you to close the doors and windows at night... Be careful of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."
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After leaving these words, the young man turned around and left.
Looking at the opponent's back, Zhong Yuan's expression changed uncertainly. As long as he fired, he would be sure to kill the opponent, but it would definitely bring huge trouble to himself.
In the end, he could only put down the gun, then kicked the desk hard, then grabbed the vase next to him and threw it to the ground to vent his anger.
Several subordinates rushed over from outside and said in panic: "Boss..."
Zhong Yuan turned around and said fiercely: "What's going on? Who the hell let him in? Are you all just losers? You can't even stop anyone?"
"Boss...he is so powerful that we are no match for him."
"Everything is trash!"
Zhong Yuan roared and smashed the window glass.
The subordinates saw Zhong Yuan's furious look and clutching guns in their hands, so they didn't dare to step forward and say anything.
Ten minutes later.
After almost smashing everything in the office, Zhong Yuan regained his composure and said through gritted teeth: "9 o'clock? When is 9 o'clock? Who is going to come out... No, is it him? The boy named Ye?"
"Impossible, how could he come out."
At this moment, someone cautiously said: "Boss, do we want revenge?"
Zhong Yuan looked up at him: "What time is it now?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then said: "7 o'clock, no, it should be 8 o'clock now."
"One more hour?"
Zhong Yuan's eyes flashed, and then he said in a cold tone: "Get my car ready, I'm going to the city bureau."
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News spread quickly.
Just after that young man broke into Zhong Yuan's nightclub, caused a scene and then left calmly, news about this place immediately spread throughout Linhai City's business community and the underground world.
Who is Zhong Yuan?
One of the giants of the underground world in Linhai City, the dark side of the Chu Group.
How could something like this happen in a nightclub not be known to anyone?
And I was also given a bell. It’s easy to understand what this means. It means sending off the bell!
This is cursing people to die!
Later, even what happened at 9 o'clock was spread to the outside world through several of his subordinates.
In a private club somewhere, a group of upper-class people from Linhai City were gathering to discuss this matter.
"Zhong Yuan is very embarrassed this time."
"It is said that no one could stop that man at that time."
"I was rushed straight into my lair. I heard that Zhong Yuan almost took out a gun and opened fire."
A group of people were talking a lot.
"By the way, there's still 9 o'clock, will he come out?"
"What does this mean? Who comes out?"
"Sounds like being released from prison?"
"Zhong Yuan's nemesis, was he involved in it before?"
"No, it will be closer. Think about it...the owner of the medicinal food room."
As soon as these words came out, many people were stunned. They were silent for a while before someone said:
"This is impossible."
"I don't think it's possible either."
"The case hasn't been determined yet, how could he get out?"
"I think it's a threat."
Many people didn't quite believe this statement, but when they heard that Zhong Yuanzheng was driving outside the city bureau to check on the situation, everyone looked at each other in shock.
"Is it true?"
"Whether it's true or not, is there anyone interested or a comrade who would like to go take a look?"
"I go."
"Count me in."
Many people were very interested and drove to the city bureau. Then they saw Zhong Yuan's special seat and a silver Volkswagen Phaeton parked there.
In fact, it was not only the group of people in the club who arrived, but also others who also received the news. They also had the mentality of watching a show, or went to the scene to watch it in person, or directly had it broadcast live.
Everyone was watching what happened with Zhong Yuan and the city bureau.
Faced with this situation, Zhong Yuan chose to turn a blind eye and just stared at the door of the Municipal Bureau.
Time passed minute by minute.
It will soon be 9 o'clock.
But seeing nothing happening at the door, many people were a little disappointed.
"It looks like nothing is wrong."
"Look, Zhong Yuan is about to drive away."
"I guess it's just a joke."
"I just said how could people come out."
Everyone shook their heads. Just when they were about to disperse the farce, a Wuling Hongguang suddenly drove up to the door of the city bureau. After the door opened, a man jumped out of the car.
"who's that person?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."
Many people were stunned and then started talking.
Zhong Yuan originally planned to leave here, but when he saw this young man, he was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "It's him!"
This young man was the one who caused a scene in his nightclub before.
In a restaurant opposite the city bureau, there were two young men paying attention to the situation here.
If someone saw these two young men, they would probably be able to recognize them immediately. They are Xiang Shaolong and Han Yulin, one of the four Linhai young men.
Han Yulin looked at the young man, frowned and said: "I have an impression, wait, this is not Linhai Country..."
"Yes, that's him. Why did he come here?"
Xiang Shaolong's expression changed.
Just when the two people were confused, another person jumped out of the car.
When they saw this person, their pupils suddenly tightened, they stood up and said in disbelief: "How is that possible?"
Everyone who was paying attention had different expressions after seeing this person.
Some are confused, some are shocked, and some are scared!
"impossible."
"How could it be him?"
"Damn it, am I not blind? Did I see a ghost in broad daylight?"
"I also feel that if you pinch me and take a look, I feel like I'm dreaming." Similarly, after Zhong Yuan saw that person, he pressed the car window hard with disbelief on his face: "He? Impossible.