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Chapter 327: Yanbian Killer Zhang Quandan

On the outskirts of Jinmen, a black Cadillac was parked at the door of a desolate and dilapidated house.

The luxurious and majestic cars look out of place with the dilapidation here.

Zhang Haidong came over on an electric bike and stopped at the door.

There are marks on the door that have been there for a long time, and an old lock from the 1980s is still hanging on it.

He pulled gently, opened the door and walked in.

"You came."

A familiar voice sounded, it was Aaron.

"Um."

Zhang Haidong nodded.

"I found the killer you wanted.

This private house has two floors. You go up to the second floor first. He won't be able to raise his head for a while, and you can't let him see the donor.

You can watch him.

You can just talk to each other through the air."

Aaron patted his shoulder gently and said.

"good."

Zhang Haidong went up to the second floor and sat quietly on the chair at the top of the stairs.

A man in a trench coat walked out of the room. He was wearing a hat, and his face could not be seen clearly under the hat.

When he reached the stairs, he stood there.

"This is the killer. If you have anything, just ask."

Aaron stood below and said.

"May I have your name?"

Zhang Haidong spoke calmly.

"My name is Zhang Quandan, and I'm from Yanbian."

A hoarse voice sounded, then he took out an ID card and handed it to the person next to him.

Zhang Quandan, born in 1986, is from Yanbian.

Looking at the ID card, Zhang Haidong nodded and continued to ask: "Then why do you want to be a killer? Just for money?"

"Yes, it's just for money."

Zhang Quandan took out an old antique mobile phone and gently handed it to the person next to him.

"My girlfriend died, and I have been supporting her parents.

Now that the old man has kidney failure, I really have no money, so I can only take this road.

After raising the life-saving money, it doesn't matter if I die.

This is the only way."

Zhang Quandan said in a hoarse voice.

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in the voice.

Zhang Haidong opened his mobile phone and a text message came into view.

"If I come back alive, will you marry me? Zhang Quandan!"

This should be the text message sent by the girl.

Looking at the time on it again, Zhang Haidong understood instantly.

May 12, 2008.

Wuchuan Earthquake!

The entire China is in mourning!

This is a love that comes from an earthquake!

When you are most desperate, tell the person you love the most!

Zhang Haidong took a deep breath, and then slowly asked: "How much do you want, and do you have any other requirements?"

"I want five million! Let the two old people live their old age in peace.

I grew up in an orphanage without parents, so the two old people have always been my parents.

I hope you will give me money in advance and give me three days.

After I went back to see the old man, I came back to help you with things.

Also, I hope the people I kill are bad people."

Zhang Quandan made a request.

"Everyone has their own position and I can't vouch for who they are in your position.

But I must kill them.

As for time, I can only give you two days.

The third day is the election day, and I won't be able to keep you for too long.

In the end, just bear all your sins."

Zhang Haidong said calmly.

Zhang Quandan moved his mouth and finally nodded.

"I'll give you 10 million, you go back and do the last thing!"

Zhang Haidong said.

Ten million!

Zhang Quandan was trembling with excitement, and finally took off his hat, revealing his face that was also scarred.

"Thank you! Thank you!"



"Brother, I have told you a long time ago that wherever the sun does not shine, there is darkness.

In the face of darkness, either you hold up a lamp and walk forward.

Or, you become that hunter in the dark..."

After Zhang Quandan was sent away, Aaron whispered in Zhang Haidong's ear.

"Thank you, Brother Long."

"Don't thank me. You are good to Fourth Brother Wen and his family. This is what I should be helping you with."

Aaron patted his shoulder gently.

"The ten million I will use the company's shares after I get through this period of limelight..."

"Need not!"

Aaron interrupted him.

"The people of Fourth Brother Wen are my people. My life was given to me by Fourth Brother Wen back then.

Go back and prepare yourself for taking the position, don’t worry, I won’t get you involved.”

After Aaron finished speaking, he turned around and said, "Also, you were right at the time, there must always be someone moving forward in the light."



"Dad, I learned another poem today and I will read it to you!"

In the room, the well-behaved Qianqian rushed into Zhang Haidong's arms, rubbed her head against Zhang Haidong and said.

Zhang Haidong gently picked up his daughter, kissed her gently on the face and said, "What poem? Dad wants to hear it."

"Li Bai's poems!"

"The sun sets over the mountains,

The Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to see a thousand miles away,

Take it to the next level.”

Qianqian quickly memorized it.

"Good job! Whose poem is this?"

Zhang Haidong held his daughter in his arms and gently tapped her forehead with his fingers and asked.

"Li Bai's poems!"

Qianqian replied.

"Who told you? Huh?"

He gently scratched the tip of Qianqian's nose with his fingers, making her giggle.

"The teacher said it."

"Nonsense! How could the teacher teach wrongly? Children who lie are not good children!"

Zhang Haidong pretended to have a serious face.

"Isn't Li Bai the only poet..."

Qianqian said, her voice gradually lowered, and she kept fastening the zipper of Zhang Haidong's clothes with her little hands.

"A lot of poets, you know?

This is the poem "Climbing the Stork Tower" written by Wang Zhihuan, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

do you understand?"

Zhang Haidong taught.

"I understand, Dad."

Qianqian said obediently.

"Tang Dynasty, Wang Zhihuan, "Ascend the Stork Tower". Recite it again, daddy."

"Tang Dynasty, Wang Zhihuan, "Climbing the Stork Tower". The sun is shining over the mountains..."

Du Jing came back from outside carrying vegetables, looked at the father and daughter on the sofa, and said with a smile: "I bought you pork ribs, and I will make braised pork ribs for lunch today."

"good."

Zhang Haidong replied.

Du Jing entered the kitchen.

But soon, a disgusting phone ring interrupted this warm beauty.

"Zhang Haidong, you still didn't do what I said!

Now that Liu Chuanling has given you shares, your wings have become stronger, right?"

Li Si's voice came over the phone.

Zhang Haidong did not answer, with a look of disgust on his face.

"not talking anymore?

Can you get away without talking?

Before the election, if I can't see the news you released, you should say goodbye to your wife and children as soon as possible and go to jail!"

Li Si threatened fiercely.

"Listen, I still won't be able to see it until the end of the campaign at the latest, so just say goodbye!"

"good."

Zhang Haidong just answered with one word.

"That's right. Those who know the current affairs are heroes! I won't treat you badly! It would be better to reveal it during the election. I'm waiting for your good news!"

After hearing Zhang Haidong's agreement, Li Si finally hung up the phone with a smile.

Zhang Haidong slowly walked to the window and looked at the hazy sky outside the window.

Tomorrow is the general election.

He is waiting...

Waiting for the moment when the storm comes!


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