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Chapter 162 Gao Mings way of death

Turning back, Wang Xuan looked at Han Chen with a warm expression, "How are you thinking? Are you willing to have a cup of tea with me now?"

I looked to the side and saw that the fat on my fat face was trembling. My wife is so cruel. There is no need to hesitate at all!?

Are all the guns we carry just to scare people? Why don’t you be so decisive!

He turned around and looked at the group of people lying on the ground... People, that's it. Even if you know you have no hope, you still can't help but struggle. This is the desire to survive.

Han Chen, who was struggling in his heart, saw Wang Xuan's face slowly turning cold. He suddenly felt that he was being targeted by many guns. This feeling was inexplicable but he was very sure of it.

Slowly spreading his hands to show that he did not pose any threat, Han Chen said with a sad face: "I, I am willing."

"That's right, let's go." After saying that, Wang Xuan turned around and left in a dashing way. Han Chen could only follow quickly, leaving only Han Chen standing there at a loss.

Just when he was catching up to him, Wang Xuan suddenly turned around and looked directly at him, "Fandu will not end well. Look back."

When Han Chen turned around subconsciously, Wang Xuan waved his hand downwards, and gunshots rang through the night sky again. The younger brothers who followed Han Chen fell straight to the ground one by one, ending their sinful lives.

At this moment, Han Chen stood there blankly, as if he had seen his own fate.

There is no need to worry about the follow-up matters at all. Someone will naturally clean up the matter, and Wang Xuan has already explained it.

Han Chen was taken away and met Wang Xuan again at a secret settlement. At this moment, Han Chen had lost all his energy, his waist was stooped, and his steps were staggering. When he saw Wang Xuan, he smiled calmly and said,

"Wang Xuan, just tell me what you want. I just want a decent death."

"You're a bachelor. Okay, why don't you just say I'm not a bullshit person. Two requirements. I know you have an undercover agent in the police. Please hand over the information. The other thing is money. There's no other way. I've been expanding too fast recently and I have no money.

, I can only ask you to get it, I will satisfy your one request, whatever you want, it doesn’t matter if you still want to choose the way to die!"

After all, Wang Xuan has no grudge against Han Chen. He would not have approached Han Chen this time if he had not run out of money. Therefore, it is impossible for him to make Han Chen into a statue like he did to Yan Zide, even if Han Chen sells dupin.

Damn it, but that's also the police's business and essentially has nothing to do with him.

Therefore, he agreed to meet Han Chen's request.

Han Chen found a place to sit down and said, "People are about to die, so we don't care about the living. Give me a cigar."

Wang Xuan smiled and didn't mind. He motioned to the people around him to prepare for him, and then he lit one himself. You must not fall behind a person who is about to die.

Taking a deep breath, savoring it in his mouth, and spitting it out, Han Chen closed his eyes in enjoyment, "I won't be able to shudder from now on. I've been short since I was little, and I've always been bullied. Then I swear

, I must reach a high position at all costs in this life, so that those people will always be three points lower than me in front of me."

"Oh! Did you do it?" Wang Xuan asked curiously.

"I did it, but then I discovered that every time I compared a group of people, someone new who was taller than me appeared."

"You're a bit extreme. It's completely unnecessary. If it were me, why wouldn't I be taller than you? It's fine that my son is taller than your son!"

"Cough cough cough..." Han Chen choked a cigarette into his throat and kept coughing. Even so, he couldn't bear to glare at me, Wang Xuan. It was quite sad. The farewell atmosphere was so messed up by you.

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"I want to die on the top floor of Central Plaza."

"Why?" Wang Xuan suspected that he was going to cause trouble. Someone was provoking someone in the Central Plaza. A dead person appeared on the roof of the building for no reason. It was very unlucky.

"It's so high. Even if Central Plaza is no longer the tallest building in the future, there may not be anyone who will die taller than me."

Wang Xuan gave him a thumbs up and gave him a thumbs up.

It's so strange. One thing Wang Xuan is sure of is that despite the 7 billion people in the world, few people can die higher than this!

After the conditions were negotiated, everything went smoothly. Wang Xuan obtained the information of undercover police officers Liu Jianming and Big B, as well as more than 60 million in cash.

Early the next morning, Wang Xuan sent someone to accompany Han Chen to the Central Plaza. Wang Xuan no longer cared about this matter. He had got everything he should have. It didn't matter to him even if the person ran away, it was just a little troublesome.

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Later, Wang Xuan called Chen Yongren again and said, "Send this bag to Huang Zhicheng. It contains Han Chen's account books and criminal information over the years."

"Ah?!" Chen Yongren looked at the document bag in his hand in surprise, and then at Wang Xuan. He was at a loss for a moment. He embarked on such a path just to undercover Han Chen. Unexpectedly, today he suddenly

Obtained all criminal information about Han Chen.

"Han Chen?" Chen Yongren asked carefully.

"Dead, including his core men, all were beaten to death during the transaction last night. Han Chen was captured alive and died on the top floor of Central Plaza according to his last wish."

A series of emotions such as surprise, disbelief, and relief rushed into his heart, and he didn't know how to express them for a while.

After listening to the boss's words, he understood that people were killed by the boss's men, but what does this mean?

Don’t bad guys deserve to be brought to justice?

But, what's the point of dying like this?

Black eats black?

But, what about justice?

Looking at Chen Yongren whose expression was constantly changing, Wang Xuan felt that it was almost time.

"Why, do you think Han Chen shouldn't die?"

Chen Yongren shook his head mechanically.

"Isn't this great? You have completed your mission in disguise and can go back to the police force!" Wang Xuan leaned back and looked at Chen Yongren with some amusement.

As if a basin of cold water was poured over his head, Chen Yongren shuddered and suddenly woke up. Let those damn justices go to hell, I might be dead!

"Gulu." Chen Yongren swallowed, "What, what are you going back to the police force..., boss, this..."

"Okay, there's no need to deny it. It's okay. Huang Zhicheng told me a long time ago. I don't mind this. Why, I'm asking you to send him information. It's mainly because you are familiar with each other." In an understatement, Wang Xuan was right on top of Huang Zhicheng's head.

There is a shit basin attached to it.

"Sneeze." Huang Zhicheng rubbed his nose and tightened his clothes. He felt a little cold, as if he was going to catch a cold.

"What!" Chen Yongren was stunned. He pointed at himself tremblingly and then outside. He had no doubt that Wang Xuan had lied to him because it was unnecessary. Besides, he had already seen the relationship between Huang Zhicheng and his boss.

, that is one of the four irons of life.

There is nothing else that cannot be said between the two people who meet each other!

It's just that he feels so sad now that he was betrayed by one of his own, and it was his boss who betrayed him!


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