Chapter eight hundred and ninety first transfer hatred
"You're kidding! Lin Zhiming dares to kill Nangong Buyu? Does he really think he is invincible? If he dares to touch Nangong Buyu, he will be dead!" Zhao Gaoming shouted excitedly.
"Mr. Nangong thinks so too, but... Lin Zhiming is after all a top ten war god. Mr. Nangong cannot take his threat seriously," the man said.
"You keep calling Mr. Nangong, aren't you from Mr. Nangong?" Zhao Gaoming asked with a frown.
"Don't worry about who I am, you just need to know that Mr. Nangong doesn't want anything to happen to his grandson, and he doesn't want this incident to affect his grandson. Lin Zhiming is very angry, so he needs someone to stand up.
Bear everything." The man said.
"You mean to let me take the blame? It's none of my business. It's Nangong Buyu who asked Lin Wei to be beaten to death, not me. I can't stop him, right?" Zhao Gaoming said excitedly.
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"So, do you mean to let Nangong Buyu bear the consequences of this matter?" the man asked.
Zhao Gaoming's face froze, Nangong Buyu was a noble person, so it was naturally impossible for him to bear the consequences of this matter.
"But I..." Zhao Gaoming looked at the other party with a troubled expression, not knowing what to say.
"There was a lot of cash in the mahjong room just now, wasn't it? Based on that amount, it's enough to put you in jail for a lifetime," the man said.
"Did you arrange the money as well?" Zhao Gaoming asked, staring at the man.
"If you don't stand up and help Nangong Buyu take the blame and bear Lin Zhiming's anger, then...I will send you to the bureau and guarantee that you will receive a fair trial by the law." The man said.
"I am Nangong Buyu's friend after all, why are you so cruel to me?" Zhao Gaoming said through gritted teeth.
"Being cruel to you is better than being cruel to Mr. Nangong's grandson. Unless you can find someone else to help you attract Lin Zhiming's anger, otherwise, we can only throw you out. What Lin Zhiming needs is someone to vent his anger.
As long as he lets his anger vent and saves his life, Nangong Buyu will be fine," the man said.
"Where can I find someone else? You didn't tell me earlier. It's been a few days. You should have told me when Lin Zhiming went to see the old man that day. I can still make arrangements." Zhao Gaoming said angrily.
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"The old man doesn't want others to know that Lin Zhiming said such things, because this will push Lin Zhiming to a dead end. Even if he wants to regret it, it is difficult to regret it," the man said.
"Then what do you plan to ask me to do?" Zhao Gaoming asked.
"We will send you to Lin Zhiming, and then tell Lin Zhiming that it was you who fanned the flames behind the scenes, so Nangong Buyu attacked Lin Wei. You are the culprit, and you will bear all the consequences." The man said.
"No, it can't be like this. With Lin Zhiming's ability, he can kill me just by sneezing. No, no, no!" Zhao Gaoming shouted excitedly.
"Then you can only sit in jail and wear it," the man said.
"I don't want to go to jail, I don't want to!" Zhao Gaoming shook his head excitedly. He now wants money and connections, and lives like a god every day. How could he go to jail?
"You have only two options to choose from, unless someone can help you bear Lin Zhiming's anger." The man said.
Someone help me take the responsibility?
When Zhao Gaoming heard this, his expression changed slightly. Then he looked at the man and said, "What if there really is such a person?"
"Oh? Really? This is impossible, isn't it? Aren't you the one who treated me that night?" the man said with a frown.
"This..." Zhao Gaoming showed a hesitant expression.
"What else do you don't know that we don't know?" the man asked with a cold face.
"Sir, actually, I... I just help people, that's all." Zhao Gaoming said after hesitating for a long time.
"Helping people? What do you mean?" the man asked, staring at Zhao Gaoming.
"The thing is like this... When I went to the bar that day, someone actually asked me to take Nangong Buyu there. Because the other party knew that Lin Wei would go to the saga bar that night, so he asked me to find an opportunity to have a fight with Lin Wei. After the fight,
Let me instigate Nangong Buyu to beat Lin Wei again." Zhao Gaoming said.
"Oh? You mean, everything that happened that night was planned?" the man asked.
"Yes, Nangong Buyu didn't originally intend to mess with Lin Wei, but I couldn't help it and I poured him a few more glasses of wine, and he got into it. After a few words of encouragement from me, he took someone to mess with Lin Wei." Zhao Gaoming
said.
"Do you have any evidence?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"There is so much evidence. In order for me to agree to help them, they transferred me a commission of 20 million. In addition, all the expenses for that night were paid by them. I just went to see them two days ago.
It’s been reimbursed, and all transfer records are there!” Zhao Gaoming said.
"Who asked you to play such a game?" the man asked.
"Those elders in Qingmu Hall." Zhao Gaoming said.
Hearing this, the man sneered, then walked to a nearby mirror and said to the mirror, "Master, it's as you expected."
"What's going on?!" Zhao Gaoming asked in horror.
With a swish sound, the original mirror suddenly became completely transparent.
There were two people sitting on the other side of the mirror, one was Lin Zhiming, and the other was an old man.
Zhao Gaoming was shocked when he saw Lin Zhiming, but when he saw the old man, his eyes widened.
"Nan, Mr. Nangong?!" Zhao Gaoming looked at the other party and exclaimed in disbelief.
On the other side of the mirror, Lin Zhiming crossed his arms and said expressionlessly, "See, old man, your grandson has become a tool for others to use."
The old man sat there with a gloomy expression. He had held a high position for many years, so even though he was retired, he still had a terrifying majesty.
"Aoki Hall, Aoki Hall..." The old man muttered these three words, and the anger on his face was clearly visible.
"Qingmudang's plan is not perfect. If I swallow this breath, my reputation will be greatly damaged. If I can't swallow this breath and take action against Nangong Buyu, then no matter what, you and I can only become enemies." Lin Zhiming looked blank.
Said with an expression.
"Those old guys really need to be sorted out," the old man said.
"If it weren't for not falling into their trap, I wouldn't have found you a few days ago and asked you to give me a few days to find out the truth of all this. Now that the truth is in front of me, old man, I will take action against your grandson at this time.
You should know who you should blame the most, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"It's all Qingmudang's fault." The old man nodded. It was obvious that he was a sensible person, otherwise he would not have become a leader.
Seeing the old man nodding, Lin Zhiming showed a satisfied smile.
No matter what, Nangong Buyu wants to be taught a lesson, but if it is just retribution, it will be like falling into the trap of Qingmudang, and there will be a powerful enemy for nothing. Now, put all the truth in front of the old man, let the old man know
Qingmutang took advantage of his grandson and transferred his hatred directly to Qingmutang. Under such circumstances, he took action against Nangong Buyu. If the old man wanted revenge, he could only seek revenge from Qingmutang, because it was Qingmutang who took advantage of his grandson, and
Lin Zhiming just wanted to avenge his men.
What happened today not only allowed Lin Zhiming to deal with Nangong Buyu openly, but also gave Qingmutang a powerful enemy. No matter what, he made a profit.
The old man looked at Lin Zhiming and said in a deep voice, "Over the years, because of my relationship, he has become increasingly domineering and domineering, so much so that now, he doesn't even care about human life. As a grandfather, I cannot escape the blame. Now he
Although I was deceived by others, the fault ultimately lies with him. I only ask for one thing, that my life will not be harmed and my disability will not be left behind."
"I am measured." Lin Zhiming said.
"I'll let them give an explanation over at Qingmudang." After the old man finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.
Halfway through, the old man stopped and said to Lin Zhiming, "Actually, I have long hoped that someone could help me teach Fu Yu a lesson. After all, I have retreated to the second line and my influence is weakening day by day. If Fu Yu is still as arrogant as ever, then in the end,
He may suffer a big loss that cannot be made up in his life. Now it is up to you to teach him a lesson and let him understand that there are still people in this world who can cure him. I think he will learn to restrain himself in the future, so I want to thank you."
"You're welcome." Lin Zhiming said.
"I'll take that Zhao Gaoming away," the old man said.
"Okay!" Lin Zhiming nodded. Zhao Gaoming had no use value anymore, so he could just leave it to the old man.
Night falls.
In a private room of the Imperial Capital Caesar Hotel, Nangong Buyu was having a drink with his friends.
"That Lin Zhiming, who the hell is he? He's still the Dragon King. Our butler has been crippled by our brother Fu Yu, and he doesn't even dare to let go!" A fat man held a wine glass and laughed.
"What's the use of the Dragon King these days? He's really awesome if he has the power! What's more, Lin Zhiming is just an honorary Dragon King." Someone immediately echoed.
Nangong Buyu smiled and said, "Actually, Lin Zhiming is not that useless, but he is facing me. If he is facing other people, he is still very powerful."
"No, after all, your grandfather is a noble man!" The fat man flattered him directly.
Nangong Buyu shook his head with satisfaction and said it was okay, okay.
At this moment, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open.
Nangong Buyu looked at the door and found a man standing at the door. He was nearly 180 tall, wearing a black windbreaker, with his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked like he was hundreds of years old.
Little Ma in the movie years ago.
"Who are you?!" someone asked.
"Lin Zhiming, why are you here?!" Nangong Buyu frowned and looked at the man and asked. Because he had beaten Lin Wei a few days ago, Nangong Buyu specially read some information about Lin Zhiming and clearly knew that Lin Zhiming had a long life.
What a look, so I could tell at a glance that the little Ma Ge standing at the door was Lin Zhiming.
"I'm here to settle a score with you." Lin Zhiming said, spitting out the cigarette in his mouth, closing the box door behind his back, and then walked towards Nangong Buyu.