The heroine's brother is salted fish online

Song Zifeng was brought into a confession room, and there was already a person sitting there waiting for him.

As soon as he saw the familiar bald head, he almost instantly remembered all the deeds and dirty deeds this person had done.

The bald head was videoing with someone at the moment, and when he saw him coming, his face was full of smiles: "Young Master Song, rare guest, rare guest, I didn't expect us to meet again."

Song Zifeng glared at him, and spat a mouthful of phlegm directly on the other person's face, right on the forehead.

Before Zheng Huayang had time to speak, Song Zifeng felt a punch in the abdomen, and he instantly bent down in pain.

"No one ever told you, should you be polite when talking to your elders, puppy?" Ji Chengze easily grabbed Song Zifeng's collar. He was much shorter than Song Zifeng, but he lifted him like he was carrying a bag as easy as rice.

This punch was not polite at all, and Song Zifeng was so painful that he almost pouted.

"Hey, Mr. Ji, as elders, we should be more tolerant to the children. Don't educate him so roughly because of his little mistake. It's not good." Zheng Huayang wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, and dissuaded him with a smile road.

Ji Chengze glanced at Zheng Huayang and smiled: "Boss, you have the final say." After speaking, he put Song Zifeng down.

Song Zifeng squatted on the ground clutching his stomach, unable to speak for a while, but raised his head and stared fiercely at Ji Chengze, with a faint burning fire in his round eyes.

Zheng Huayang quickly reached out to help him: "Oh, Young Master Song, what do you think you are doing to provoke him, Mr. Ji has a bad temper, don't take it for granted."

Song Zifeng didn't speak, but Ji Chengze said to Zheng Huayang lightly: "Have you confirmed?"

Zheng Huayang nodded: "It's that bitch, you guessed it right, Chu Xiao hid her early in the morning, and in the video just now, when she asked to change someone later, I had to be there too, I don't know what to buy in Hulu What kind of medicine."

Ji Chengze: "Where is the thing in her hand?"

Zheng Huayang: "She said she would hand it over to me when she met."

Ji Chengze: "Credible?"

Zheng Huayang glanced down at Song Zifeng, and said with a smile: "It depends on Young Master Song, whether he is worthy enough in the eyes of that bitch."

After speaking, he squatted down and looked at Song Zifeng who was lying on the ground like a dog: "Hey, look at my memory, since I am videoing with our little beauty, how can I not let Young Master Song take a look?"

After finishing speaking, a mobile phone was in front of Song Zifeng's eyes, and the person inside was a sunny day.

She still had an aloof look on her face, and the world-weary indifference between her brows was still very moving. The moment she saw Song Zifeng, there was a flash of worry on her face, but it disappeared quickly.

Sunny looked at Song Zifeng, with a hint of fatigue in his voice: "Lion, I'm sorry."

Song Zifeng, on the other hand, managed to survive the pain, and when he saw Sunny, his face was full of doubts: "Sunny? Why did you contact him—you came back? No, they just said that you have been hidden by your cousin all this time." Get up, my cousin really wants to trade you for me, right? What are you doing, leave me alone, I have the Song family behind me, they dare not do anything to me. "

Before he finished speaking, the phone was taken away, Zheng Huayang looked at Song Zifeng and shook his head: "I said that I am a young master who doesn't know anything, but I really am a young master. You still haven't understood what role this woman is."

He sneered, and showed the video to Song Zifeng again, pointing at the background behind him: "Look carefully, young master, she is already on her way here, no matter how smart Chu Xiao is, what's the use of it, things in the East District have been dug up What's the use, as long as you are in my hands, he will obediently return these evidences to me."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to speak, he directly cut off the communication and looked up at Ji Chengze:

"Mr. Ji, what happened this time is thanks to you. You are indeed a former high-level executive of the number one mafia in Sicily. It is really extraordinary."

Ji Chengze lowered his head and wiped the pigeon blood stone on his hand: "You're welcome, as long as the boss remembers to give me the remuneration agreed in advance."

Zheng Huayang nodded: "Naturally, naturally."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song Zifeng and sneered, "Let's go, let's go out and see if that bitch is coming soon."

Song Zifeng was picked up from the ground by a group of people in black suits, and was pushed outside the church.

Only then did he see the whole picture of this church clearly. Different from the resplendent and magnificent inside, this church looked like it had been abandoned for a long time from the outside, with mottled burnt black walls and decayed window lattices, and The mottled and peeling wall paint is no exaggeration to say that it is a dilapidated building.

The lawn outside the church is also overgrown with weeds, a barren scene that has not been taken care of for a long time, and a towering sycamore tree in the yard is growing lush.

Not far from the lawn, there is a winding path covered with weeds. At this time, a row of black Toyotas has been parked there, and in the pile of Toyotas, a tall and powerful Daqie stands out from the crowd. Parked next to it It was Zheng Huayang's high-profile Lincoln.

The weather is fine, the cloudless blue sky rarely seen in City C, and occasionally there are migratory birds flying by, like a white sail sailing into the sea.

"The weather is fine today, Young Master Song, please sit with me and wait for a while."

After speaking, someone delivered a table and two stools, as well as a pot of tea and some snacks.

Zheng Huayang sat down unceremoniously, his bald head looked very funny in the sunlight, he smiled and said to Song Zifeng beside him:

"Elderly people, they are starting to pay attention to health preservation. I hope Young Master Song will not dislike you."

Song Zifeng didn't speak, but stood stubbornly, refusing to sit down.

At this time, the walkie-talkie in Ji Chengze's hand rang next to him: "The target appeared. There was only a man and a woman in the cab, followed by three cars, all with private license plates. Do you want to stop them?"

Ji Chengze said, "Are there any police cars or suspicious people around?"

The other side quickly replied: "It has been checked, no."

Ji Chengze and Zheng Huayang looked at each other, and then replied: "Let's put it in."

"Yes."

Ten minutes later, Chu Xiao's McLaren appeared.

It was rare for him to drive by himself today. The girl sitting in the co-pilot lowered her head and wore a peaked cap. She kept silent all the time, her delicate eyebrows and eyes hidden in the shadows.

When she got out of the car, she was carrying a lockbox in her hand. It seemed that the things she took from Zheng Huayang were put in the box.

When Zheng Huayang saw that thing, he couldn't sit still any longer. He got up and straightened his suit, and stepped forward to greet him: "Young Master Chu, long time no see."

Chu Xiao led the girl out in a very gentlemanly manner, and greeted Zheng Huayang: "Uncle Zheng, long time no see."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song Zifeng on the side: "Ah Feng appreciates your hospitality, so Chu took him back here."

Song Zifeng couldn't stand anymore from the moment he saw Chu Xiao and Qingtian, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Cousin..." Then there was no more to say.

He looks a bit like a lost dog at the moment, with his head downcast, looking extremely pitiful.

Chu Xiao glared at him: "What are you shouting for? You are already an adult, and you need your cousin to help you deal with troubles outside. You said that in the past few years, what else have you improved besides growing up?"

Song Zifeng glanced at the sunny sky who had been bowing his head in silence, he hesitated to speak, but finally held back.

Chu Xiao looked at Zheng Huayang: "Uncle Zheng, I have already delivered what you asked for, so why don't you return Ah Feng to me now?"

Zheng Huayang put his hands behind his back and smiled: "Naturally."

After speaking, with a wave, someone untied Song Zifeng, and on a sunny day, he was also supported by two big men to walk towards Zheng Huayang.

When Song Zifeng stumbled up to Chu Xiao, Chu Xiao nodded slightly at Zheng Huayang: "Then Chu will stop bothering, and take Ah Feng back now."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by two strong men, and the bodyguard next to Chu Xiao took out his gun, and the two sides were immediately at war.

Chu Xiao turned back unhurriedly: "Uncle Zheng, what does this mean?"

Zheng Huayang sat on the chair, lowered his head and blew on the floating stem in the teacup: "The weather is fine today, I want to invite Mr. Chu and Young Master Song to have a cup of tea."

Chu smiled and said, "There's no need to drink tea, let's try another day."

However, the person standing in front of him remained motionless.

Zheng Huayang said coolly behind him: "Young master Chu, have you seen what this girl is holding?"

When Chu Xiao heard the words, he smiled back: "If my nephew says no, I'm afraid Uncle Zheng won't believe it either?"

Zheng Huayang sighed: "I really want to believe you, but those things involve too much, I dare not take the risk."

Chu Xiao said lightly: "Then what does Uncle Zheng want?"

Zheng Huayang sighed and put down his teacup: "Actually, I really like you. You are a talented young man with a good family background. I heard that you are going to participate in the general election recently, right?"

Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows: "So?"

Zheng Huayang said: "Actually, at the beginning, I really only wanted to return what was in this woman's hands, but since you delivered it to your door today, I naturally couldn't accept this gift."

After finishing speaking, dozens of well-equipped bodyguards drilled out of the lush weeds around people, each with a gun in his hand, pointing the black muzzle at Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao looked around, lowering his brows and eyes: "So, Uncle Zheng wasn't going to let the two of us go from the beginning?"

Zheng Huayang said: "It's your fault that you moved the piece of meat in the East District, and found it on my head. Someone wanted your life, and I can't do anything about it. It's all for self-protection, Xiao Chu, don't blame Uncle."

Chu Xiao squinted his eyes: "Uncle Zheng is not afraid that our family will settle accounts with you?"

Zheng Huayang laughed loudly:

"Although your bodyguards are all good players, I have ambushed at least dozens of people here, and each of them is a good player from the battlefield—Chu Xiao, although the Song family and the Fang family are a bit difficult, but you said that if I put your corpses After processing it and throwing it into the sea, do you think someone will find out about me?"

After speaking, he waved his hand.

At this moment, a cold muzzle of a gun came to his head, and the sound of loading sounded like the first note of a symphony.

"I guess not. Because by then, your head will be gone."

A lazy, drawn-out voice, like an aria at the opening of an opera.