The Strongest Division [Quick Transmigration]

Zhao Mingze covered his throat and coughed violently twice.

Zhang Fengquan picked up the dagger that fell aside, wiped the blood on it with the pulp of his thumb, and laughed.

"Is it necessary? I heard that the Chu family hasn't given you a good look at this evil young master these years, even if it hinders their contacts with Zhao Yuan. I hate it to the bone. If he is not a good director who is strict with himself, he may have to personally avenge your mother and your grandfather."

Chu Yiran, who was kneeling by the side, looked at Zhao Mingze, and then at Chu Zhiqing. He wanted to speak but dared not speak, so he could only bite his lip and shed tears silently.

"Oh, I think this kid is purely cheap!" Ah Peng, the horse-faced man, spat at the side.

"Who knows?" Zhao Mingze spoke with difficulty, his throat felt salty, he lowered his head, and coughed violently twice, looking at his figure vaguely reflected in the dirty wine stains on the ground, his pupils were dark, "However, this old man's It is true that life is no longer rare, so take it if you are rare. Let them go."

"Oh, so he's tired of work." Zhang Fengquan raised Zhao Mingze's chin with a dagger, and the tip of the knife pressed against Zhao Mingze's Adam's apple. "Dispose of it casually? The loss your father caused us cannot be made up for by a mere life."

"If you kill them, the loss will only multiply." Zhao Mingze stared at him without fear with his blood-stained eyes, even with a hint of warning, "Senyu has fallen, and the Chu family has also lost power. But Chu Zhiqing is a rookie in the political arena at any rate, and it's not so easy for you to throw him into a car accident and drown him like those little bastards to cover up people's eyes and ears."

"Hehe, it seems that Zhao Yuan didn't completely indulge his son, but taught him something." Zhang Fengquan looked down at him for a while, and smiled: "You are right, killing them will only cause greater losses, except It's useless to vent your anger..."

He approached Zhao Mingze and said in a low voice, "Well, I'll give you a chance to calm down."

Zhao Mingze looked at Zhang Fengquan and felt the tip of the knife move down, across his Adam's apple, and onto the button of his shirt.

The Chu family couple are very well-behaved people, and they didn't think much about it at all.Chu Yiran looked in front of him with a puzzled expression.Zhao Mingze faintly realized something.

The next moment, Zhang Fengquan had already cut open Zhao Mingze's shirt with a knife. Looking at his strong chest and half-exposed sexy abdominal muscles, he smiled and said, "This figure is not inferior to your old man's."

Zhao Mingze gritted his teeth, his body tensed.

Zhang Fengquan smiled, and looked at Zhao Mingze with a little deep meaning, "You know what? The way you were poked into your mouth with a knife reminded me of how he played with us before his wings hardened. He looked like that, You must be impressed too."

This look...Zhao Mingze looked at the mole on Zhang Fengquan's temple, and finally remembered something, his eyes widened in disbelief. "You, you are..."

He remembered.

That year, when he walked to the door because he heard a strange movement, he once saw Zhao Yuan kneeling on the ground in a messy suit and entangled with several people from the crack of the door.The man sitting on the chair smiling at him was Zhang Fengquan in front of him.

And now he is being held down, kneeling under him like Zhao Yuan.

Zhang Fengquan said with a smile: "You can learn from him. He is also straight, but as long as he needs to, he can pretend to enjoy himself more than anyone else, even if the desk is covered with blood, hehe, he is really better than those who go out to sell Everyone can play."

"Keep your mother alone! I'll kill you!" Zhao Mingze was irritated, his eyes were red and he lost his mind, he struggled instinctively, smashed Zhang Fengquan's dagger with one punch, and rushed forward.

Zhang Fengquan was caught off guard and was almost hit. The two people on the side quickly stepped forward to hold him down, and finally held down the maddened Zhao Mingze again.

"It seems that you don't want this opportunity." Zhang Fengquan's face turned cold.

Zhang Fengquan directly took the gun from his subordinates, compared it around, and pointed the gun at Chu Yiran. "Let's start with your crying little cousin!"

Zhang Fengquan pulled the trigger almost as soon as he finished speaking.

After a gunshot and Mrs. Chu's scream, there was a dead silence.

Zhao Mingze's whole body froze, his eyes widened in shock, and he looked over tremblingly.But the bullet grazed Chu Yiran's arm and hit the wall.Chu Yi resolutely fell to the ground, his eyes were out of focus, and he even stopped sobbing. Chu Zhiqing was trembling all over, and Mrs. Chu collapsed and almost fainted on the ground.

"Ah, I missed the aim." Zhang Fengquan smiled and raised the gun again. "This time, it won't be wrong."

"No!" Zhao Mingze shouted struggling.

"I gave you a chance!" Zhang Fengquan smashed Zhao Mingze away with a gun.

Zhao Mingze was smashed to the side, and blood flowed from the corner of his forehead.

His ears and half of his brain were buzzing, his eyes went dark for a while, and suddenly he seemed to be unable to hear anything.

When he was young, Chu Zhiqing brought his wife and children to visit and chat with his mother, and the crying Chu Yiran always giggled when he saw his mother. Then, showing his brother's obedience and admiration.

In fact, he never hated the Chu family.He just deliberately didn't want to get close. He and Zhao Yuan are both garbage and a source of pollution, but the people of the Chu family must live well!

Zhang Fengquan snorted coldly, picked up the gun again, but couldn't move.

It was Zhao Mingze who bit the gun and mumbled with difficulty.

"One more...give it."

"Ah?" Zhang Fengquan paused, looked at Zhao Mingze in disbelief, smiled, then deliberately pretended not to hear, and approached him. "What?"

"Give me another chance!" Zhao Mingze opened his mouth with red eyes and shouted in humiliation.

"Hey, hahaha, is your young master enlightened?" Zhang Fengquan laughed, waved his hands, and said to the two who were holding Zhao Mingze down, "Let go of him first."

The two let go in response, and Zhao Mingze shook, as if his spine had been pulled out suddenly, and he was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

Zhang Fengquan grabbed Zhao Mingze's hair and made him look up at him.

Zhao Mingze's originally handsome face was disfigured, his eyes were completely devoid of vigor, not even angry, the corner of his left eye was covered with blood from his forehead, and he could hardly open it, his face was covered with bruises.Obviously so embarrassed, but it makes people want to invade Fan even more.Zhang Fengquan couldn't help but breathe a little harder.

"Do you know how to ask someone for a chance?" He smiled, "You must never forget what your father looked like at that time, right?"

Zhao Mingze's pupils froze for a while, as if he had fallen into a deep nightmare.

At half-pay, he stretched out his blood-stained hand and reached for Zhang Fengquan's trouser chain.

Chu Zhiqing didn't understand anymore, but at this moment he also realized something, couldn't believe it, and struggled: "Zhao Mingze! What are you going to do?! Get up! You have your grandfather's blood on your body. If you dare to lose his people, I can't forgive you !"

"Zhiqing!" Mrs. Chu finally couldn't help shouting, crying: "Do you want to die resolutely!"

"..." Chu Zhiqing paused, but still gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly, "Zhao Mingze! Don't lose his people!"