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"Get out of here!" Aaron pointed his gun at the driver of the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle, arrogantly.

The doors on both sides of the commercial vehicle slide open automatically.

Three men in black got out of the car.

The three of them had Glock pistols equipped with silencers, pointing their guns at Aaron and Aaron's driver.

"Scare me with a simulated gun..."

Before Aaron finished speaking, a man in black pulled the trigger.

puff!

Gunshots.

The wrist of Aaron's gun-holding hand spurted blood, and the gun fell to the ground.

Aaron's driver was shocked and froze on the spot.

The two men in black put their guns back under their armpits, quickly pulled out their holsters, and stepped forward to restrain Aaron, who looked extremely ugly, and the confused driver.

"You are dead!"

Aaron's voice was fierce.

The man in black who restrained Aaron punched Aaron in the stomach.

Aaron bent over and vomited out the undigested dinner, covering his stomach with both hands, looking extremely painful.

If it weren't for the man in black dragging Aaron, Aaron would have fallen to the ground.

Three men in black stuffed the two into a Range Rover parked out front.

The two cars turned around and headed toward the city.

In the back seat of the Range Rover, a man in black ripped off Aaron's coat and wrapped Aaron's bullet-pierced right wrist to prevent it from being stained with blood.

Aaron's face was pale when he was sandwiched between the two men in black, but he still gritted his teeth and did not hide the resentment and murderous intent in his heart.

After a long time, the severe pain in his stomach subsided, and he said with a ferocious face: "If you don't kill me, you will definitely die. If you kill me, you will still die. My life is worth the lives of many of you." Got it!"

"You think too much and take yourself too seriously. Let alone you, kill Li Feng and the person behind Li Feng. If Mr. Chen doesn't let us die, no one can take my life."

The man in black looked down upon Aaron coldly.

"Young Master Chen..."

Aaron thought of the aloof and cold boy in the hospital before, and couldn't help but ask: "Who is that boy?"

"If Fu Donglai is the god of Chongqing, Mr. Chen is the god of Hua."

The man in black mentioned Chen Hao as the most devout believer.

Aaron was stunned for a moment and laughed on his back with an extremely exaggerated expression, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

late at night.

There is a cargo ship parked at a dock that has been abandoned for many years by the river.

Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles and Land Rover Range Rover arrived at the dock one after another. Aaron and Aaron's driver were dragged out of the car by three men in black.

The men in black escorted the two people onto the ship.

The group of people arrived at the dimly lit cargo hold.

"Brother Long!"

"Brother Long!"

"Brother Long!"

More than a dozen men who were stripped naked and hung up screamed.

Aaron's appearance shocked and surprised these men.

"You, what?"

Aaron recognized a dozen people as the younger brothers staying in the hospital.

"Brother Long, less than an hour after you left, a group of doctors and nurses came to pick us up and said that the chairman had arranged for us to stay in a more comfortable private hospital. As a result..."

Brother Aaron wanted to cry but had no tears when he told him the reason.

Aaron opened his eyes angrily, looked around at the dozen or so men in black, and said, "No matter who you are, if you let me and my younger brothers go, you may be able to leave Yucheng alive."

"The ones who need to fight to leave alive now are not us, but you."

The cold voice came from outside the cabin door.

Aaron turned around and saw Hong Yong walking into the cargo hold.

Hong Yong said expressionlessly: "Whoever is the first to tell the truth about Miss Liu Yifei's car accident today will be able to leave alive."

"Go to Nima!"

The man who was hung up yelled at Hong Yong, not because he was not afraid of death, but because he didn't think Hong Yong really dared to kill so many of them.

Kill more than ten people at once.

In China, this means lawlessness and confrontation with the authorities.

"kill."

Hong Yong’s voice was low.

Aaron and the thirteen people who were hung up had no time to react before a man in black drew a gun and shot.

boom!

Gunshots echoed in the slightly empty cargo hold.

The arrogant man who had just yelled at Hong Yong had blood flowing from his brows, his head jerked back, and his life disappeared in an instant.

Life is sometimes incredibly tenacious and sometimes frighteningly fragile.

At this moment, Aaron and the other hanging people were a little horrified, realizing that these guys with unknown origins really dared to kill people!

"I'll say it again, the premise of leaving here alive is to tell the truth about the car accident." Hong Yong's expression remained unchanged as he ordered the killing.

Surviving to the end in a cruel war, working in Blackstone for so many years, killing people...he had no pressure at all.

Don't kill good people.

This is his bottom line.

Aaron and his younger brothers are working for the tiger, and for him, killing him is equivalent to doing justice to the people and doing justice to heaven.

The men who were hung up looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were extremely nervous.

"I, I said!"

One person is scared.

"you……"

Aaron pointed angrily at his timid brother.

The man in black who had just shot and killed raised his gun again, pointing the gun at Aaron, showing no trace of ferocity or ferocity.

He looks ferocious and roars and screams when he kills people, so he is not a real ruthless person.

A ruthless person who kills without blinking an eye.

This state cannot be achieved by killing three or five people.

From this, Aaron concluded that all of these men in black were ruthless and felt guilty.

Less than half an hour later, Hong Yong walked out of the cargo hold, took out his mobile phone and contacted Chen Hao to tell the truth about the car accident.

InterContinental Hotel in Chongqing.

Ambassador Suite.

Chen Hao gently shook the wine glass with one hand and held his mobile phone with the other, silently listening to Hong Yong's story, his eyes getting colder and colder.

"Mr. Chen, what should I do with those scum? Do you want to touch Li Feng?"

Hong Yong asked Chen Hao.

"That Aaron must have done a lot of shady things for Li Feng, and it may involve Fu Donglai. First, squeeze out the valuable information he knows. You can do whatever you want with the others."

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes, slowly took a sip of wine, and said: "Li Feng, control it."

"Young Master Chen..."

Hong Yong pondered.

"Afraid of alerting the enemy?"

Chen Hao knew what Hong Yong was worried about.

"With Li Feng disappearing, Fu Donglai must be alert." Hong Yong expressed his worries.

"At the moment, it might be better to cut the knot with a quick knife." Chen Hao said casually, not considering Fu Donglai as an opponent at all.

His opponent is in the capital.

"Yes!"

Hong Yong said no more.

Chen Hao hung up the phone and drank the entire glass of wine.

To arouse the enemy?

He curled his lips, even if he was a high-ranking official, he would still be an ant if he offended him.

under night.

Cargo ships burned, illuminating the abandoned docks.

On the dock, Hong Yong and a group of subordinates faced the cargo ship shrouded in fire.

The man who shot and killed people in the cargo hold came to Hong Yong and said, "Brother Yong, the man I shot in the head has been dealt with."

Hong Yong hummed.

Fourteen people died just like that.

Aaron was scared, really scared. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his calves trembled involuntarily. He thought to himself: If he witnessed the tragic death of fourteen people, he would probably be silenced.

"go!"

Hong Yong turned around and walked towards an off-road vehicle.

The people from Heishi took Aaron, who was ashen-faced, into the car.

Five cars left the dock.

When firefighters arrived, the cargo ship had been burned into a charred wreckage.