Time is undoubtedly tight for Lin Hao, Zhao Jiajun may come back at any time!
However, he still insisted on hypnotizing Azheng, the master of the Venomous Snake Hall. He didn't want anything else, he just wanted to know two things from Azheng's mouth. What did Azheng ask Wei Laosan to do? Who instructed Azheng to do this?
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Lin Hao's hypnosis skills are undoubtedly very advanced. Compared with ordinary people, Azheng's skills are pretty good, but he is still far from a master, so he has no way to resist Lin Hao's hypnosis skills!
But before he could ask questions, footsteps could be heard outside the corridor. It was obvious that Zhao Jiajun had returned. He could only ask quickly: "Azheng, what do you want Wei Laosan and the others to do?"
Ah Zheng, who fell into a hypnotic state, responded mechanically: "Blow up the Royal Court Hotel!"
"Fuck!" Lin Hao was shocked, but he had no time to be stunned or ask any more questions, because the chaotic footsteps had already reached the door, so he snapped his fingers to wake up Ah Zheng. At the moment when he was about to wake up.
, he quickly controlled his acupuncture points, so Ah Zheng fell from one confusion to another, completely confused about his situation!
The next second, the box door was pushed open, and Zhao Jiajun and a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in, followed by several people. The middle-aged man's face was somewhat similar to Zhao Jiajun's, but his momentum was extraordinary, as if
A mighty lion, obviously this is the leader of the Xinlian Gang - Zhao Dawen!
After seeing the scene in the box clearly, everyone was stunned almost at the same time.
The scene was very strange, as if a fierce quarrel and fight had just occurred. Five of the seven hall masters were standing on the carpet on the side of the box. Everyone was in strange postures, but they were motionless, as if
It was like they were performing a still art. Another one fell directly to the ground, silently, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth. I don't know if he fainted or died!
At the table on the other side, Lin Hao and Ah Zheng were sitting next to each other, but they were motionless.
Zhao Jiajun came to his senses first and hurriedly ran to the five hall masters, calling out to this one and pushing that one, but without exception, there was no response from all of them, as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.
Zhao Dawen shouted and asked: "Jiajun, what is going on?"
Zhao Jiajun was also confused by the second monk, "I don't know, they were fine when I went out to pick you up just now!"
Zhao Dawen stepped forward to take a closer look, but he still couldn't figure out the situation. His hall masters seemed to have suffered a collective stroke. Seeing that his son was still standing there in a daze, he shouted: "Still stunned.
What are you doing? Get a doctor quickly!"
Lin Hao was not tapped on his acupuncture points, nor possessed by evil spirits, nor was he pretending to perform a still art. He was just meditating in shock.
Under his hypnosis, no one could lie, not even Azheng. In other words, what he asked Wei Laosan and others to do was to blow up the Huangting Hotel!
The conversation recordings that Monica had eavesdropped on earlier also vaguely point to this point. Although the conversation between Ah Zheng and Wei Laosan did not directly mention the name of the Huangting Hotel, there were several very important keywords: famous reputation,
A landmark of Taiwan Province, the people inside are either rich or noble!
Where else can such a place exist besides the Royal Court Hotel?
But Lin Hao still couldn't figure out why Azheng wanted to blow up the Huangting Hotel?
Is it really just because Liu Zongcheng offended the Xinlian Gang, or because the Xinlian Gang took a fancy to the Huangting Hotel?
No, things shouldn't be that simple!
Although Lin Hao did not suffer from paranoia, after much thought, he came to a conclusion: the reason why they wanted to blow up the Huangting Hotel was because he happened to live there!
If you are really killed by the bombing then, it doesn't matter. No one will blame the Xinlian Gang, because it is the terrorists who launched the bomb attack and they have nothing to do with it!
If he was lucky enough not to be killed by the explosion, it wouldn't matter. It would still be the fault of the terrorists. The Xinlian Gang was not a prophet, so there was no way he could have predicted it. The only thing he could do was apologize, claiming he didn't take good care of him and failed to protect his safety!
If this speculation can be established, then the question arises again: Why did Ah Zheng want to die by himself?
If Zhao Dawen and his son were behind this incident, what good would it do to them and the entire Xinlian Gang after his death?
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think deeply, because if he didn't respond again, Zhao Dawen and his son would ask someone to take him to the hospital, and his phone also vibrated, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "Ouch!"
He yawned and stretched himself!
Zhao Jiajun was so happy when he saw this, he hurried over and asked, "Lin Sheng, are you okay?"
Lin Hao took out his cell phone and took a look at it. He found that it was Monica calling, so he reached out and pressed it down. Then he responded with a slight smile: "It's okay, I just took a nap. I don't know what happened. I came to Taiwan."
I always feel sleepy in the province, maybe I haven’t recovered from the jet lag yet.”
Has the jet lag reversed? Zhao Jiajun was stunned for a moment. Is there such a thing as a jet lag between Yangcheng and Taiwan Province?
Zhao Dawen's performance was obviously better than that of Zhao Jiajun. He knew that the young man in front of him was probably the legendary Chairman Lin Da, but he still asked with a confused look: "Jiajun, who is this?"
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Lin Hao did not take the initiative to introduce himself because the phone vibrated again and Monica called again, but could he answer it at this time? Of course he couldn't, so he pressed it down again!
"Dad!" Zhao Jiajun came to his senses and introduced the two of them to each other: "This is Lin Hao, the chairman of Zhonghe Group. Lin Sheng, this is my father!"
Zhao Dawen looked Lin Hao up and down, and said with great emotion: "Lin Sheng is so young, which really surprises Zhao. There are so many talented people in the world! Now it is indeed a society for you young people!"
Lin Hao's eyes met with Zhao Dawen's, and his heart couldn't help but stagnate, because in addition to seeing in Zhao Dawen's eyes a stronger domineering power than that of Zhao Jiajun, he also saw something complicated that Zhao Dawen did not have. To sum it up simply, they are two
Word: Hate!
Hey, this is strange. Isn't this the first time I've met Zhao Dawen? How could he be hostile to me? Could it be that his intuition was wrong, or his eyesight was wrong?
Lin Hao blinked and looked carefully, only to find that Zhao Dawen's eyes were dark and he could not see anything, so he could only respond perfunctorily: "Mr. Zhao, thank you! As the saying goes, the old is still hotter!"
Zhao Jiajun is undoubtedly very good at adjusting the atmosphere. Seeing that the two people's greetings were strict and formal, making people feel solemn, he interrupted at the right time: "Although ginger is hotter, chili pepper is hotter!"
His joke did not ease the atmosphere in the box. Zhao Dawen pointed at several hall leaders with weird postures and asked Lin Hao: "Lin Sheng, can you tell me what is going on?"
Lin Hao said: "Oh, the thing is very simple. These hall masters of yours are very enthusiastic! Seeing that I have come all the way, they want to have an in-depth exchange and discussion with me. And then...well, what you see now!"
Zhao Jiajun said in shock: "Lin Sheng, did you make them like this?"
Lin Hao hummed without comment, put down the call from Monica again, picked up the cup and drank tea...