Rebirth novel villain brother

The turn was too abrupt.

If there is a disagreement, the car will overturn.

At this moment, Wen Zhengrong was completely dumbfounded.

At first, based on the feel of his hand, he thought he had caught a big fish, and pulled it up with all his might. He thought he could continue to maintain his superior demeanor, so he pretended to be the winner who sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, but he saw that he was caught by the hook. The unknown object he was holding was dangling in front of his eyes, and his eyeballs almost popped out!

Have never eaten bombs, always seen bombs!

Without careful identification, Wen Zhengrong's whole body was already stiff and his hands and feet were cold.

A second later, as his Adam's apple twitched, he was about to shake off the fishing rod in fright, when someone scolded him suddenly.

"Calm down! Don't move!"

Song Shicheng retreated quickly, and reminded: "Maybe if you move too much, you will detonate it on the spot!"

"Then what should we do! Damn!"

Wen Zhengrong has long been in a state of confusion, and he still has no trace of his usual elegance and nobility. Not only did he swear, his tongue and teeth began to tremble.

It doesn't matter how rich and powerful they are, they are also flesh and blood, and if they encounter such a life-threatening terrorist incident, who cares about their shit demeanor?

A hint of cunning and sarcasm flashed in Song Shicheng's eyes, he didn't answer, and avoided not far away on his own.

When the two attendants brought by Wen Zhengrong were about to rush over, he raised his hand to stop them, and warned, "If any of you act rashly again, maybe the bomb will detonate immediately."

"..."

"!!"

Wen Zhengrong and his followers were taken aback for another moment, and immediately realized that the bomb caught out of nowhere was the work of Song Shicheng!

"Song Shicheng!" Wen Zhengrong roared angrily, "Do you know what you are doing!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at the water.

He was sure that someone was lurking in the water!

The reason why Song Shicheng invited him to go fishing just now was to find an opportunity for his subordinates to tie the bomb from the water!

Also, Song Shicheng's floating float was just a signal from his subordinates lurking in the water!

Remind Song Shicheng to avoid preparations early!

The two followers reacted, and immediately put on a posture to attack Song Shicheng.

"If you can't wait for your boss to die, you can try." Song Shicheng snorted coldly.

This trick really stunned people, and a follower wanted to call the police with his mobile phone, but was stopped by his companions.

"...You two restrain yourself first!"

After all, Wen Zhengrong was still timid. Looking at the time bomb that gradually stopped shaking, the beating frequency of his heart and liver became more and more chaotic and accelerated. He said restrainedly: "Song Shicheng! You are murdering! I am going to die, so don't even think about it." live!"

Song Shicheng showed confusion and innocence on his face, and said solemnly: "Mr. Wen, what did I do? I was just lying here fishing, and you came to fish together, but you didn't know what happened to catch this thing, I hid Far away, this is human nature, how can it be related to crime? At most, it is a moral problem that needs to be condemned."

What the hell!

Wen Zhengrong swears again.

I lost my temper directly by this shameless, despicable and shameless trick!

Don't care if there is surveillance camera or not, even if there is, under the camera, there is no problem with Song Shicheng's behavior at all.

At that time, if I really want to die, then there will be no proof!

As for those two followers... Song Shicheng dared to murder him, how could he let these two little ants go? !

The two attendants were at a loss when they heard the words, and one of the attendants wanted to secretly record evidence on video, but under Song Shicheng's gaze of Xiao Sha, he gave up the idea.

"Song Shicheng, are you crazy? We have no grievances or enmities. Why did you play this trick? I think you are still young and used to messing around. As long as you stop now, I have the right to pretend that nothing happened. Pass." Wen Zhengrong began to threaten both hard and soft: "If I make a mistake, no matter how flawless you are, you will be found out sooner or later, and you will pay for your life!"

"He has a good brain, and he speaks one after another. No wonder he was chosen by those people from the Nine Cauldrons Association to be the puppet representative." Song Shicheng sneered.

"What did you say?!" Wen Zhengrong's face darkened. Although there are some speculations about his identity, most of them are speculative, and no one dared to expose it in front of him.

Song Shicheng's sudden remark may have seen a clue!

"However, no matter how beautiful a puppet is, it's still a puppet. I really want to go to heaven." Song Shicheng was relieved to see him in such a mess at the moment.

To be honest, what he dislikes most is this kind of pretentious criminal who almost has the word 'pretentious' engraved on his forehead.

Relying on a bit of status and achievements, she pretends to be unpredictable, putting on airs all day long, thinking that she can play with people in her hands!

Just now, he was talking to himself about the big storms and unevenness, and he looked like a boss full of connotations and wisdom beads in his hands. As a result, after a little scaring, the paper tiger was immediately exposed.

"You don't have to be aggrieved. Think about how you used chicken feathers as arrows to attack big guys a while ago. A group of wealthy kids like us were played around like monkeys. I was assigned to work as a publicist in a hotel. There are those who work as promoters, insurance sellers, and tour guides. They say that they want to sharpen our hard-working spirit. It's like watching a monkey jumping up and down in a cage."

Song Shicheng unceremoniously exposed the ugly face of Wen Zhengrong's group: "Trial? We all have our own careers and backgrounds, and we don't owe others. It's your turn to be God's boss? Reward? I guess, then It's purely a big cake you drew, I just want to pick a few more idiots and continue to be puppets for the Jiudinghui!"

Wen Zhengrong finally showed panic and solemnity in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly do you want?"

"Can't you see it? I'm threatening you."

Young Master Song said very bachelorly, then put on a cigarette, and under Wen Zhengrong's cannibalistic gaze, he lit it slowly, took two puffs, and asked, "Don't worry, I'm not low enough to blackmail, I just want to ask you You have to answer honestly, first of all, Yue Zhongyuan is your backstage master, right?"

Wen Zhengrong didn't answer.

Song Shicheng took out a button device, shook it, and said, "I'll count to three, you can figure it out, one, two..."

"and many more!"

Wen Zhengrong gritted his teeth, and shouted at the two followers: "Go away!"

"boss……"

"Do as I say!"

Wen Zhengrong scolded loudly, the two servants had no choice but to retreat to a further place.

When there were only two people left in the field, Wen Zhengrong replied hesitantly: "That's right, my backstage is Yue Zhongyuan."

"After Yue Zhongyuan was arrested and imprisoned, were all the resources he left behind temporarily taken over by you?" Song Shicheng asked again.

"..." Wen Zhengrong was silent for a moment, then sighed: "If there is a chance for you to rise to the top suddenly, you will be moved too."

"Pull it down. No matter how beautifully you have packaged yourself, you are not a puppet at his mercy. To put it more bluntly, you are the housekeeper who takes care of the family business when the master is absent. Now that he is out of prison, do you think you are still alive?" How long will it last?" Song Shicheng sneered: "What kind of genius or leader? Your family was about to go bankrupt. If it wasn't for Yue Zhongyuan who just needed a puppet like you, would you stand up and sit in your current position? How could you still be in the same position as us? Garlic in front of students?!"

Wen Zhengrong was sprayed red in the face.

What Song Shicheng said was right.

All geniuses are packaged by him. His foundation is just a mediocre rich second generation. It is nothing more than good luck that he was appointed by Yue Zhongyuan as an agent.

And the reason why he was chosen as the puppet agent was because his family was in decline and he didn't have much ability, so he was easy to control!

Always pretending to be profound and mysterious to Song Shicheng and the others, just not wanting to expose my humble true face!

To put it bluntly, he personally didn't have a few catties at all!

Seeing him hanging his head guiltily, Song Shicheng's sarcasm and contempt grew stronger.

Wen Zhengrong's identity as a puppet was also mentioned in the information left by Shen Yixian, but it was mostly just speculation.

But now Song Shicheng ventured to test it out, and it was really true.

Just a little frightening, and he is as cowardly as a tortoise, shaking out a bellyful of secret bamboo tubes like beans, and then believing that he is a genius, that is really a brain hole!

"Second thing, what did Yue Zhongyuan instruct you to do?"

"I-I don't know..."

Seeing Song Shicheng's downcast face, Wen Zhengrong hurriedly argued: "I really don't know what his plan is, I just follow his instructions and let you focus on participating in this competition. I didn't ask about the rest, and I'm not qualified to ask ...I just guess that he probably wants to absorb you into the Nine Cauldrons Club and develop you or others into new agents."

"Hey, saying you're a hypocrite is enough to flatter you. You're just as good as a fool. Compared with my stupid brother-in-law, you've got a better name." Song Shicheng snorted, if people saw him daring to trample on this businessman The dignity of the leader will definitely become the number one hot topic of domestic business news this year!

Seeing this, Song Shicheng also knew that he would not get any more dry goods, so he walked straight to Wen Zhengrong.

In the end, while Wen Zhengrong was dumbfounded, Song Shicheng took out a miniature camera from under the bench he was lying on just now, shook it at the dumbfounded Wen Zhengrong, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation, and remember to go back and tell your master, if he intends to There are moths on me, I promise to let him go in and play prison with his nobleman again! Don't believe me, just wait and see!"

After speaking, Song Shicheng turned around and left.

Wen Zhengrong recovered from his astonishment, and shouted angrily, "Hey! What to do with this thing! Take it away... ah!"

"Oh!"

Just as he yelled, the bomb hanging on the fishhook exploded, scaring the so-called outstanding genius almost to death.

But after closing his eyes for a while, Wen Zhengrong suddenly realized that he was safe and sound, and opened his eyes anxiously, only to see that although the bomb exploded, it seemed to have no power at all...

Looking at the scraps of paper scattered on the ground, Wen Zhengrong's cheeks twitched for a while, and he almost fainted from shame and anger.

Ordinary firecrackers!

I am a dignified upper-class dignitary, but I was so scared by a bundle of firecrackers that I almost fucked up and made a fool of myself!

Song Shicheng, I'm a ****!

"Boss, look at this...do you still want to call the police?" The servant saw that nothing was wrong, so he rushed over to show his loyalty.

"Tell me!" Wen Zhengrong has already lost his face, so he has no time to continue pretending to be dignified.

Besides, even if he called the police, Young Master Song could be said to be playing tricks and pranks, and at most he would criticize and educate him.

On the contrary, once the incident gets publicized, he himself will become the laughing stock of the circle!

In short, this dumb loss, he could only swallow it resentfully.

Moreover, the most terrible thing is that Song Shicheng secretly photographed his ugliness and secret just now. If it gets out, he will not only lose his reputation, but also be targeted by the relevant departments!

You must know that Yue Zhongyuan and even the Jiuding Club have long been a big taboo in the domestic business circles, and anyone who has anything to do with them must become a key monitoring target!

He even became the target of public criticism, and there will never be a day to turn around!

Thinking of Song Shicheng's next use of this trick and what methods he would use to manipulate him, Wen Zhengrong almost lost his mind.

Just about to throw away the fishing rod and stand up, Wen Zhengrong suddenly discovered that there was a white note mixed in the scraps of paper from the exploded firecrackers.

Curiously grabbing it and looking at it for a few times, Wen Zhengrong's expression froze instantly...

.........

After Song Shicheng left, he drove to a remote place by the bay, honked the car horn twice, and a man in diving suit emerged from the water.

The man took off the equipment such as the oxygen cylinder and diving goggles, and then got into the back seat of the car wet all over. While taking off the diving suit, he said helplessly: "My boss, you must give me a bonus, you had a good time on the shore , don’t panic when I’m in the water.”

"After completing the next task, I will send you a big Chinese New Year red envelope at once." Song Shicheng said with a smile.

Jin Yongsheng picked up the towel to wipe his body again, and asked, "Who will be punished next?"

"It's not a trick." Song Shicheng said lightly, "It's murder, dare you?"

Jin Yongsheng's movements froze, and he said, "You know my rules, in China, don't engage in illegal activities."

"Don't worry, this time you are allowed to kill legally." Song Shicheng threw the opened tablet back, and said, "Let's take a look first."

Jin Yongsheng took a look at the information. It was the flu incident that happened in a certain prison in Huahai City recently. Since the government was still blocking the news in order to avoid causing panic among the people, the information Gu Changyuan helped to collect was relatively limited.

However, Jin Yongsheng had a general idea: "Are you suspecting that this is a man-made influenza virus?"

"It's not suspicion, it's certainty." Song Shicheng said firmly: "I'm sure that someone created this small-scale influenza virus to win a chance for leniency for a prisoner inside... That prisoner is a great doctor, and he can be regarded as my old enemy. Bar."

Hearing this, Jin Yongsheng understood something, and said, "Then what method are you going to use to cut the weeds and root them out?"

A cold light flashed in Song Shicheng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Take them one by one, the first one is his accomplice!"