The moment I was about to hang up the phone, Ma Xiaoyou's good temper suddenly disappeared, and he cursed without any pretense: "I'm just asking you, something happened to my cousin, can you help me?"
"No, don't be impatient..." I rubbed my temples and said with a headache: "You are not in Chongqing. You have gone abroad. I don't know anyone in Chongqing. Ask your father to find him." People."
"You're still cheating, aren't you? A few days ago, you asked me to buy something for Zhang Jun. How could it be such a coincidence that he went abroad?" Ma Xiaoyou said in disbelief.
"...Youyou..." I hesitated and opened my mouth, still wanting to refuse.
"Okay, then I understand, it won't be difficult for you."
When Ma Xiaoyou saw my attitude, he immediately wanted to hang up the phone.
"etc……."
I took a deep breath, held it for three seconds, scratched my scalp and said, "I'm booking a flight now and will arrive in Beijing later. Please pick me up."
"...Husband, I can't help it. I have wronged you, haven't I?" Ma Xiaoyou suddenly said softly, his face changing speed was no worse than Peng Denghuai's, and he was as shameless as me.
"Youyou, I just care about your face," I said seriously.
"That's right. What's the relationship between the two of us? What kind of friendship do we have?"
Ma Xiaoyou said contemptuously.
"Get lost."
I replied irritably and hung up the phone.
In the Taihe Real Estate office, after I hung up the phone, I shouted out the door: "Hassan."
"Bang."
Hassan opened the door and asked directly: "What's wrong, Brother Nan?"
"Book a flight to Beijing, the nearest flight."
I replied quickly.
"okay."
Hassan responded and left directly. The old man in the room asked me in confusion: "Why are you going to Beijing again? You are inviting Li Dong's classmates to dinner tomorrow."
"Go ahead, I have something to do."
I replied without raising my head.
"What's going on?" Han Dayan asked weakly.
"Uh... something happened to Liu Mingming in Chongqing. I'll go take a look." I thought for a moment and said truthfully.
Only Han Dayan and I could understand this sentence. He was stunned for five seconds and asked in shock: "You are going to kill him. I will go with you."
"No, I'm going to save him." I said a little confused myself.
"save him,,,."
Han Dayan asked in disbelief.
"Well, save him."
After I said this, Han Dayan was silent for at least a minute. Then he gave me a thumbs up and sincerely admired me: "You are so mean as no one has ever done before, and no one will come after you. You are awesome."
"...What the hell can I do."
I took a breath and felt really cheap.
…
Since the matter was urgent, I didn't pack anything, so I found a way to avoid Lao Xian, took Hassan with me, and rushed to the airport an hour and a half later, and then flew to Beijing.
Lao Xian was very dissatisfied with me because I had to deal with a lot of things at home. Before getting on the plane, he called me and scolded me for more than 20 minutes.
It's about six o'clock in the evening.
As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Ma Xiaoyou standing outside the security check waiting for me. Next to me was Liu Man, both of whom were holding luggage.
"...Auntie, hello."
I walked over and said hello with a smile.
"Sorry to trouble you, Nannan." Liu Man paused, and for the first time, he spoke to me with a relatively sincere politeness.
"...It's not troublesome. Xiaoyou is in trouble, and I'm quite uncomfortable too."
I smiled and replied, but Liu Man was stunned and didn't say anything else.
"I've booked the flight tickets. We won't go back to the city. Let's go directly there. It's very urgent over there." Ma Xiaoyou smoothed things over.
"Have you ordered Hassan's?" I asked.
"It's booked, I know you will definitely bring him."
Ma Xiaoyou replied.
"Hassan helps Xiaoyou and aunt carry their luggage. Let's go."
I said hello, then went through the security check again, preparing to wait for a while before boarding the plane.
…
On the other side, Chongqing.
Zhou Qiang wanted to deal with Liu Mingming when he went back, but Liu Ergang here wanted to inquire about the information and find out about Liu Yuanshan and his wife. After reporting the case to the police station, the police station did not report it to the city bureau, so he stayed in the city.
Somewhere in the suburbs.
Zhou Qiang drove back to a certain urban village, parked the car under the second floor of a building, then got out of the car and rang the doorbell.
"Bang."
A minute later, the iron door was pushed open, and a shirtless young man with a gold chain nodded and said, "You're back, Brother Qiang."
"Um."
Zhou Qiang nodded and immediately entered the yard.
"Brother Qiang."
After the two entered the house, the three people who were playing cards in the living room also stood up and said hello. Zhou Qiang nodded in response, then picked up a key from the table and said expressionlessly: "You play your cards, I will." Go down and take a look, don’t follow.”
Everyone seemed to be afraid of Zhou Qiang and did not dare to say anything. The sensible ones had to pack up their cards and go to stay outside the door.
Zhou Qiang took the key, went down the stairs to the basement, opened the iron door on the first floor, and entered the dimly lit room.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Liu Mingming, who was tied next to a large water tank that was three to four meters long and one or two meters wide, twisted his body excitedly and made a dull sound when he saw someone coming in.
His middle finger was cut off from the root and wrapped in bright red gauze. His whole body exuded a stench, and his eyes contained infinite terror.
The pain of a broken finger.
I haven't seen the sun for three days.
It was dark, and no one was talking to me in the basement, which looked like a haunted house.
These extremely bad situations made Liu Mingming, a little Nezha, completely understand what it means to be afraid.
I also know that in this society, except for those two people, no one loves him.
"Wow."
Zhou Qiang flicked the bolt of the gun and shook his neck. Then he picked up a mineral water bottle from the ground and inserted it directly into the muzzle of the gun.
"Woooo,,oooooo,."
Liu Mingming was stunned for a moment, and then struggled violently again. He stretched his neck and banged his head on the ground.
Yes, he is begging for mercy because he knows what will happen next.
"Beep bell bell."
At this moment, Zhou Qiang's cell phone suddenly rang. He was stunned for a moment, glanced at the caller ID, and then frowned and picked up.
"What's wrong, um... I was just about to do it..."
Zhou Qiang walked to the stairs, leaned on the handrail with his elbow, and whispered into the phone. After listening for a long time, he frowned slightly, a trace of confusion flashed on his face, and then licked his lips and said, "Okay, I understand."
The phone call lasted for five minutes. During this period, Liu Mingming breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still fixed on Zhou Qiang. But the wish was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. Zhou Qiang did not leave after the phone call, but turned around again. Walked back.
"Bata."
The mineral water bottle slipped from the muzzle of the gun, and then pointed at Liu Mingming.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Dong dong."
The sound of kowtowing sounded again.
"Kang,,Kang,."
Followed by two gunshots, the sound echoed in the basement instantly.