my heart is safe

Zhou Jiayou's eyes sank, and he said in a low voice: "That old guy is not stupid, he was found out."

Lu Ancheng's heart also tightened. Cheng Qianyang originally planned to use the live broadcast platform to expose Zhao Weijun's evil deeds in the promotional video of the speech. Unexpectedly, who would have thought that the guests and reporters in their entire hall were held hostage by a group of gangsters, and their safety was worrying?And what will happen to Cheng Qianyang, who is the party involved?

Lu Ancheng tightened his fists, now the three of them can't do anything, it feels too uncomfortable to be in a hurry.

"I have to find a way to let the outside world know."

"Don't panic." Zhou Jiafei was actually a little confused, but he still comforted him with a trembling voice, "The gunshots have been heard just now, and those who are interested will definitely notice."

Lu Ancheng was in a state of confusion, and just about to say something, the sound of the backstage curtain being pulled back was heard not far behind.Because the three of them were closest to the stage, they heard it immediately and turned their heads in unison.

Seeing this, Lu Ancheng was about to burst into tears, and silently read three words:

"Cheng Qianyang..."

He walked onto the stage unscathed, passed through several leaders and hosts who were trembling on the ground, and stood in the middle of the stage with a calm and indifferent expression, even with a little smile on his face.

He glanced at the guest seats, and found Lu Ancheng in the middle of it at a glance, nodded lightly, signaling him to be at ease, and then opened his mouth and said to the entrance directly opposite:

"Uncle Zhao, come out, I'm not happy if the speech didn't work out, so don't hold yourself back!"

Although the live broadcast was cut off, the replaced video on the big screen still loudly released various black materials of Zhao Weijun, text, sound, and video, all of which fell under the hammer. It was in front of all the invited guests present, including a large number of reporters from the entertainment industry and the press, and even some party leaders, that his crimes were exposed.Even if the masses were kept in the dark, Zhao Weijun's reputation in the industry was completely ruined, and he might spend the rest of his life in prison.

Now he even blatantly hired murderers to hijack the people at the scene, just to have a fight with Cheng Qianyang, so that both sides would suffer.

Zhao Weijun came out from behind the door and walked into the first hall of the venue with his hands behind his back. Several gangsters followed behind him, escorting him with guns in hand.At this moment, how can he still have the image of a gentle and kind middle-aged man, and the style of the big brother of the underworld has finally been fully exposed.

"Qianyang, you, Uncle Zhao, are really confused. You didn't even think about keeping tigers as a threat. You just told me to hunt down the 'light' that I couldn't find out after so many years." Zhao Weijun's teeth itch with hatred, "You are really good at it!"

"There is no such thing as skill or incompetence. Uncle Zhao taught me well. He has always taught me to be a fair and fearless journalist. That's why I can persist in spending so many years digging out your bottom line." Cheng Qianyang said with a smile.

"Cheng Qianyang!" Zhao Weijun yelled angrily, "How did Uncle Zhao treat you all these years? Why did you beat me up? Although I have done unscrupulous business, I always pay attention to loyalty and sympathy. Why do you treat me like this? Your elder!"

"Elder?" Cheng Qianyang asked him in disbelief, and sneered, "You still deserve to be my elder? How did my parents die back then, do you need me to help you restore your memory?"

Zhao Weijun's pupils shrank suddenly: "So you know it all!" He suddenly realized: "So you have been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on me all these years?"

"Uncle Zhao, I'm serious. How can this be called revenge?" Cheng Qianyang's eyes sank, "This is the first time you have been sanctioned by public opinion and the law after so many years."

"Of course I have to admit that I have a little selfishness in it, and it's not that fair and just. After all, you have climbed up the tree with the support of extremist organizations, and you have won numerous awards in the news industry. Even a journalist is envious, let alone me. What? Without you, my parents would not only be able to live, but my family might also be able to get a little bit of fame and fortune. What do you think?"

Zhao Junwei snorted coldly. He originally thought that if Cheng Qianyang had no selfish intentions, there would be no room for negotiation at all. He asked someone to deal with him directly, but he didn't expect Cheng Qianyang to blow himself up because he wanted "fame and fortune". Room for negotiation.

"What do you want? Fame? Power? Qianyang, there are too many people who have come to negotiate with your Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao never expected you to be one of them."

Cheng Qianyang stood on the stage swaying, and walked a few steps back and forth.

Seeing his movements, those gangsters raised their guns one by one, not only aimed at him, but also at other people present. Sure enough, as Zhou Jiayou said, everyone became a gun in Zhao Weijun's hands. hostage.

Lu Ancheng kept his eyes on Cheng Qianyang for a moment, he knew that Cheng Qianyang must have a backup, otherwise it would be impossible to stand on the stage so calmly.Moreover, he has his own shop. Wang Yiliang has already sent a pair of people to secretly surround his nightclub according to the original plan. He originally planned to go in during the live broadcast exposure and catch Li Ge who was still waiting to do business with Cheng Qianyang at night. , and now the contact with the outside world has been cut off. I don't know how Wang Yiliang's situation is.

It's just that Lu Ancheng doesn't have the heart to look at that side anymore, he is now full of attention and eyes on Cheng Qianyang, the bullets don't recognize anyone, he is afraid that something will happen to Cheng Qianyang in the blink of an eye.

He even made a decision to block the gun for Cheng Qianyang if the talk really collapsed.

"Uncle Zhao deserves to be able to climb to his current position. He is indeed a smart man."

Cheng Qianyang laughed, unhurriedly took out a chip from his pocket, and shook it.

"This is all my painstaking efforts over the years. It is all about the things you have committed. If you count it up, you can count it more than ten years ago. This is the only one, and there is no backup. In addition, there is a precision copy The escape plan, even if something happens now, can help you escape from the country smoothly. Do you want it?"

Zhao Weijun is also an old fritter, knowing that Cheng Qianyang can't give it for nothing: "What kind of deal, let's talk, I have to listen to see if this deal is worth it."

Cheng Qianyang squeezed the chip in his hand: "It's very simple, you are at this venue, in front of these media friends, talk about what you did 23 years ago, and give up the 'Journalism Lifetime Achievement Award' in public - of course, If you want to give it to me, it’s okay, the guests are all famous figures, and there are also a group of journalists, let them be witnesses.”

"Yes." Zhao Weijun agreed without thinking.He originally thought that Cheng Qianyang might ask for a lot of money, or even have more ruthless tricks, but he didn't expect that he still wanted to seek justice for his dead parents, and just ask for a title. His Cheng Qianyang reputation is not good either.

Zhao Weijun shook his head secretly, as expected he was still a stupefied young boy, too tender.

He coughed and asked, "Then what's next? How can I get the chip in your hand from you?"

Cheng Qianyang laughed: "Your words are so interesting. Of course you came over. Could it be that I went over?" He looked around at the people around Zhao Weijun: "These people have guns on their bodies. Don’t dare go there unarmed.”

"Okay. In exchange, I'll go there by myself. Are you satisfied?" Zhao Weijun said.

Cheng Qianyang raised the corners of his lips calmly: "It's better to let the people you hired put down their guns for a while. Those who come are just guests. Treating people like this will damage your reputation, right?"

"Heh, this song you sang has already ruined my reputation, do I still care about taking some hostages?" Zhao Weijun waved his hand, signaling the gangsters to put down their guns temporarily, "Don't worry, I confirm that the information is correct, and The plan you sent is reasonable, I will naturally retreat after my safety is guaranteed, and everyone will be safe by then, otherwise..."

"...No one here can get out alive."

Cheng Qianyang folded his arms comfortably, and said with a smile: "That's for sure, I'm a very trustworthy person, and I guarantee that you won't let the police know anything about the situation on the scene before you flee the country. Besides, your people have cut off the transmission in the station." Signal, where can I find someone?"

Zhao Weijun took a deep breath and walked slowly towards Cheng Qianyang.Every time he took a step closer, Lu Ancheng's heart rose a little bit, and when he walked in front of him, his heart was already in his throat.

Lu Ancheng turned his head back, his eyes fixed on Cheng Qianyang, he wanted to call his name, rushed up to the stage to hug him, but he could only silently pray to God in his heart to let him be safe.

God, I have kowtowed to you before, don't lie to me!

Cheng Qianyang just stood there and waited for Zhao Weijun to pass by, still calm, as if he was welcoming an old friend instead of an enemy - at least before today, he was still the "orphan of a friend" whom Zhao Weijun could trust in him.

Zhao Weijun walked to the front of the stage, and suddenly stood still.

"What?" Cheng Qianyang stood on the stage and raised his eyebrows at him, "Uncle Zhao, are you scared?"

As he said that, he spread his hands and turned around in front of him: "Don't worry, I have the way of a gentleman, and I will never do such a thing as a sneak attack. You pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. You stand up now, stand up to me!" In this position, speak out my request in public.”

As soon as Cheng Qianyang finished speaking, he took two steps back consciously.

Seeing that he had retreated to a position where he was unlikely to easily approach him, Zhao Weijun walked up slowly from the side steps, carefully walked to the position where Cheng Qianyang was standing just now, and faced the people present.

He has worked in journalism for most of his life, and what he is best at is dealing with the media. He has practiced all kinds of Tai Chi, and can make up all kinds of smooth lies. Wu Shishi confessed, but he was actually quite reluctant.

People have a face, but now everything he has done has been exposed by Cheng Qianyang, a bastard, what use does he need this face?The most important thing is to save your life.If he can go abroad smoothly and escape to other places, he will still have a chance to make a comeback, and the drug chain he threw in the country cannot be cut off in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Zhao Weijun couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, and prepared to make his crimes public at the request of Cheng Qianyang.

Through him, Lu Ancheng saw a fierce killing intent in Cheng Qianyang's eyes.