More and more reporters screamed because they were all frightened by the scene in front of them, and they were all stunned.
On the stage, the truck driver just spoke, and then felt his nostrils feel hot. He subconsciously reached out and touched his hands, which were covered with blood.
Nosebleed.
Not only that, in addition to feeling uncomfortable in his nose, his eyes, ears, and even his mouth felt uncomfortable, especially his mouth, which smelled like blood.
Bleeding from seven holes.
"Help me, help me quickly, I don't want to die." After figuring out the reason, the truck driver panicked and kept pulling Ye Wutian, hoping that Ye Wutian could save him.
Ye Wutian stood there motionless, unaffected at all, as if he didn't hear the other party's request at all.
Seeing that Ye Wutian ignored him, the other party said to many reporters: "Call quickly and save me."
The reporter who reacted quickly picked up his cell phone and made a call.
However, as soon as the call was dialed, the truck driver began to stand unsteadily, his face became increasingly pale, and the blood flowing from his nose and ears turned black.
"Save me, I don't want to die." The truck driver's voice became weaker and weaker, and he held Ye Wutian's pants tightly with both hands.
Xu Yuanhua and Zheng Zhongren, who had been standing behind, could no longer stand when they saw this, and they rushed over almost at the same time.
It was a good press conference, but now it has become like this. This is something that most people did not expect.
Xu Yuanhua and Zheng Zhongren supported the truck driver. The driver's consciousness had begun to blur and he had begun to fall into a coma. The situation was very critical. If this continued, they didn't know how long he could sustain it.
"Brother, help him quickly." Xu Yuanhua said, only Ye Wutian is a doctor here.
"Sorry! I'm afraid I can't be of much help. I just kept watching and couldn't tell what was going on with him." Ye Wutian shrugged.
Xu Yuanhua didn't believe this at all. In his opinion, Ye Wutian was more like a spectator.
Many reporters know Xu Yuanhua, the top brother in the Dongcheng police community. The camera in his hand was pointing at Xu Yuanhua and taking pictures.
"You two, don't be busy." Ye Wutian said.
Xu Yuanhua and Zheng Zhongren had also discovered that the truck driver was dead and lifeless, lying quietly on the ground motionless.
It was a good press conference, but a murder occurred. The atmosphere was very depressing. No one spoke except for the sound of reporters pressing the shutter of their cameras.
No one knows what to say, and no one knows what to say when speaking.
Why would a perfectly good person die? Even if he was seriously injured, it was not that serious.
At this moment, Cheng Kexin and Situ Wei finally understood what Ouyang Xingyue said. It turns out that this is how to establish power. This is how to regain the status.
The three women don't know what to say. Is it cruel? It seems a bit, but today's society is a cruel society of life and death, where the jungle eats the strong.
What's more, the starting point is for the Tianxin Beauty Group. The three women have all seen the world, especially Ouyang Xingyue and Situ Wei. They are from a big family and have seen a lot of dark things. Which big family has not done some shameful things?
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No family dares to pat their chest and say that their family is clean.
The three women didn't say anything. It was difficult to decide whether this kind of thing was wrong or right, and their emotions were extremely complicated.
The doctor came, and after some examination, he concluded that he was poisoned. As for what kind of poison he was poisoned? Who poisoned him, it is impossible to know for the time being.
"Mr. Ye, what do you want to say when this happens?" a reporter asked.
Ye Wutian said: "I have nothing to say. It is not convenient for me to make any comments on this kind of thing." After a pause, he added: "Maybe you will want to ask, I am a doctor, why didn't I help just now, right? Then,
For this question, I can answer you now, why? He attacked the people around me, why should I save him? "
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Although they knew that Ye Wutian would say something shocking at the press conference, everyone was still frightened by his words.
Cold-blooded. The first reaction of the reporters was that Ye Wutian was a cold-blooded person. He would not save anyone even in the face of death. He was absolutely cold-blooded.
"The purpose of convening this press conference today is to let him tell us in front of all friends from the media how he committed the crime. It is a pity that this kind of thing happened."
"Mr. Ye, can you tell us some inside information?" Another reporter asked.
Ye Wutian looked at the other party: "Say? Will you believe what I say? Is it possible for you to believe it? Instead of doing this, it would be better not to say anything. That would be better."
Everyone was stunned, what is the reason? Such a reason is not a reason at all.
"As soon as the other party dies, you become the biggest suspect. Is there anything you want to say?"
Ye Wutian sneered: "I want to ask this question, suspicion? Can we only rely on suspicion to solve cases now? What can we prove without evidence? If you want to doubt me, bring out evidence."
Everyone is thinking, is this a rogue move?
"I know that many people will think that I want him to die. In fact, I am not afraid to tell you that I really want to kill him, so what? Does it have to be me who kills him?" Ye Wutian said again.
"Dear journalist friends, I wonder if you have anything else to ask? If not, this is the end of today's press conference."
The reporters were panicked, so they left the show? No problem was raised. Except for the death of a person, no details about the case of Cheng Kexin and the others were disclosed.
"By the way, there is one more thing. Today I want to tell those who want to deal with me through you. It's best to tighten your fox tails and don't let me know who you are. Also, don't think that you can let me
Fear, in my eyes, Ye Wutian, I have never been afraid of these two words, you are doing this
Don't you just want to intimidate me when you make a lot of noise and use threats against me again and again? Don't you just want me not to go to the capital? Then let me tell you now, no matter who you are, listen to me, you won't let me
I'm going, I want to go, what's wrong? Do you have any objections? I'm stupid."
The reporters were pressing the shutters of their cameras wildly. This was a huge revelation! Many people knew Ye Wutian's arrogance. There was no such thing as politeness in this guy. He always dealt with people in a straightforward manner, and he dealt with things how he wanted to.
After saying what he should say, Ye Wutian left, leaving only a large group of reporters who seemed unwilling to leave.
There is no doubt that after the news report was published, it caused a huge sensation and gave a deeper understanding of Ye Wutian's character.
Many people realize that the death of the truck driver is directly related to Ye Wutian, but can anyone provide evidence?
Beijing, Zhu's house, the old man turned off the TV and tapped the sofa with his right index finger. He understood Ye Wutian's intention.
Sometimes he found it quite funny. That kid was so fucked up that he dared to do anything. It seemed that there was really nothing he didn't dare to do.
If he does this now, he won't be afraid of revenge?
The old man already has some clues about the enemy behind the scenes. He can completely understand what the other party does, but he disdains this method.
It can only be said that those people didn't know that boy Ye Wutian well enough, and thought that just scaring him would make him retreat. Unexpectedly, instead of retreating, the boy pushed him into a hurry and offered to come to the capital to treat Mr. Ma.
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After walking out of the study, he saw his grandson Zhu Jian sitting in the living room. The old man walked over and asked, "Xiao Jian, what do you think of Wu Tian?"
Zhu Jian was stunned. Grandpa's question was very strange. "A friend worth making."
The old man asked another question: "How is the business between you?"
"Master Zhang and I each have 50 million, and each of us will get 15% of the shares of the new company, and Ye Wutian will let people operate it." Zhu Jian answered honestly.
The old man said nothing more and turned around to go into the study again. Zhu Jian was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself what was going on? Grandpa's questions were very strange.
While Zhu Jian was in a daze, his cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at it in disbelief. Ma Feng called him?
"Brother Feng." Zhu Jian answered the phone.
Ma Feng on the other side of the phone chuckled: "Xiaojian, are you free?"
"Now?"
"Yes, right now. If you have time, come with me to Dongcheng."
In just a short moment, Zhu Jian thought of a lot. Especially when he heard that Ma Feng was going to Dongcheng, Zhu Jian guessed Ma Feng's intention. "Okay."
Ma Feng said: "You come to the airport now, I will wait for you at the airport."
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Jian thought for a while, then knocked on his grandfather's door and told him everything about Ma Feng's phone call just now.
The old man thought for a while and said, "Go ahead."
After receiving the instruction, Zhu Jian hurried to the airport. When he arrived at the airport, there was already a military plane waiting there.
Is Ma Feng being too high-profile because he can fly military planes to civilian airports at will? Of course, this is not an issue that Zhu Jian needs to consider.
After meeting, Ma Feng patted Zhu Jian's arm and led Zhu Jian onto the plane without saying anything else.
At the same time, in a Western European architectural style villa on the outskirts of Beijing, two men in their sixties were sitting there drinking Kung Fu tea.
The villa is surrounded by tight defenses and there are security personnel with armed weapons everywhere. In addition, from time to time there are security personnel walking back and forth with big wolf dogs, carefully watching the situation around the villa.
"It's self-defeating." said the man on the right who was making Kung Fu tea.
"The plane just took off, and its destination is Dongcheng." Another old man said.
"Do you have a plan?" asked the old man making Kung Fu tea.
"Just wait and see what happens. The other party has run out of oil. Even if you leave me alone, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do to save yourself."
"Don't be careless, that kid has some evil ways."
"you mean?"
"If you don't do it, you won't stop." After pouring a cup of tea to the other party, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"It's not the right time and we can't create extraneous problems."
"Waiting is not an option."
The other old man didn't speak, and the two of them were lost in thought.
In Dongcheng, Ye Wutian looked at Xu Yuanhua and Zheng Zhongren and said, "You two, I have nothing to say. Please come back."
"Aren't you going to tell us what happened at the press conference?" Zheng Zhongren asked.
Ye Wutian asked back: "What's there to say? I mean, are you doubting me too? Do you have any evidence?"
Zheng Zhongren smiled: "Brother, your way of demonstrating is really bad."
Ye Wutian smiled and asked: "Do you have a better trick?" (To be continued)