How Should I Choose?

Mingyang and Zheng Qian came to the private room together.

Zhao Tong put the wine on the table and was about to leave.

But Zheng Qian stopped Zhao Tong and said, "Boss Zhao, I saw that the weather forecast showed that the wind in the provincial capital has been very strong recently. You need to find a place to take shelter from the wind."

Zheng Qian's words seemed to have a profound meaning. Zhao Tong nodded and walked out.

"Brother, do you have any other ideas?"

Zheng Qian's words made Mingyang fall into silence. If he really took over, he would have to face all kinds of troubles that might happen in the future, and Mingyang was a person who didn't want to get into trouble.

Looking at the thoughtful Mingyang, Zheng Qian seemed to understand Mingyang's thoughts and said, "I can spread the word to the outside world, and I guarantee that no one will dare to touch her."

Zheng Qian's words interrupted the silent Mingyang: "Brother Zheng, why did you..."

"I'm different from you. My identity is here. But you're different. You're an outsider, so naturally you'll be happy!"

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, the two of them laughed at the same time.

Mingyang is not picky about food, not to mention that it was an exquisite dish!

"Just wait, she will definitely contact me then, because I am the only one who can help him!

Don’t you two have WeChat? I’ll let her contact you then. As for what conditions you two reach, it has nothing to do with me! "Zheng Qian seems to know this well.

Mingyang was a little hesitant at first, but after receiving the other party's assurance, that little hesitation was swept away by him.

He got the answer through mental arithmetic, which would not cause him trouble. As for Zheng Qian who tried so hard to help him, Mingyang already knew the other party's thoughts and purposes.

There is no reason for Secretary Shao to know something, as

Zheng Qian, the top second generation in the provincial capital, didn't know.

Zhao Tong felt a little uneasy when he went out. He took out his mobile phone and checked the weather forecast. The weather tomorrow will be very good, the temperature will be comfortable, but there is no sign of wind!

Zhao Tong, who became increasingly uneasy, took out his cell phone and called Zhao Hu!

Listening to his brother Zhao Hu's voice on the microphone, Zhao Tong couldn't wait to say:

"Brother, I don't know why, but I always feel that something will happen to you, so why don't you run away!!"

"Why run? Where can I run? Besides, I've already cleaned myself up!"

"Brother, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens..." Zhao Tong said still worried.

"Believe me, brother, nothing happened. I'm busy and I'll call you later."

Zhao Tong put down the phone helplessly after listening to the busy tone on the phone.

After Zhao Hu hung up the phone, he was standing in a dark room. Four or five strong men were surrounding a man covered in blood and tied to a stool.

"I heard that you are going to sue me?" Zhao Hu looked at the man covered in blood with a cruel expression.

"Brother Hu, I was wrong. Please spare me. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please!" The miserable man begged for mercy.

"Are you wrong? I think I was wrong. I shouldn't have let you go in the first place!" After saying this, Zhao Hu ignored the man's begging for mercy, took the dagger from his subordinate's hand, and pointed it at the man's neck. Rowed across.

The man begging for mercy was unable to cover his bleeding neck because he was tied up, and his whining sounds continued.

After a few minutes, he hung his head feebly.

Zhao Hu, with a sickly smile on his face, ordered to accept: "When it gets dark, find a place to bury it!"

Handing the dagger to him, Zhao Hu walked out of the room.

"Brother Hu, do you want this kid's family to..." The younger brother made a gesture of touching his neck.

Zhao Hu waved his hand and said: "You know, I am more merciful. Let's leave their bodies intact. By the way, we good people will do our best and bury their family together!"

The younger brother nodded and walked out.

Zhao Hu was sitting on the sofa, thinking about what Zhao Tong said. His sister was just worried. The situation in this provincial capital had not changed yet!

What Zhao Hu didn't know at this time was that the network surrounding him was slowly shrinking!

The dishes in the private restaurant were almost ready, and Zhao Tong walked in with the last dish.

"Young Master Zheng, Young Master Ming, this dish is called Qiansi Silver Needle. The silver needle is made from a portion of the cartilage from the head of bighead carp, which requires three hundred sticks. Qiansi is the chicken, duck and ham used for making soup. Shredded into shreds and processed, this dish is a chef's classic and extremely time-consuming to make.

After Zhao Tong finished speaking, Mingyang and Zheng Qian stared at the dishes on the plate.

Mingyang joked: "If you didn't tell me, I would have thought it was stewed shredded radish."

Zheng Qian picked up a chopstick.

"It tastes good, try it!"

Mingyang also picked up a chopstick, his eyes lit up, and he said, "It's indeed good, but it's a pity that it's too little. It's only enough for the two of us to take a few bites!"

"Master Ming, although the ingredients are simple, they are too time-consuming. If you like it, please let us know in advance next time and I will ask the chef to prepare more!"

Mingyang nodded.

Zhao Tong walked out after all the dishes were served.

Room 502, Unit 1, Building 16, Tianlun Homestead.

Zhao Hu's men knocked on the kidnapped man's door.

"Who is it?" came the young woman's voice.

No one spoke, and the woman in the room repeated it again.

Seeing no one answered, the woman went to the peephole and took a look, but found no one.

Zhao Hu opened the door in confusion. Zhao Hu's men pushed the door fiercely, and the unprepared woman fell to the ground.

The man wearing gloves and a mask quickly entered the house, carrying a huge suitcase behind him.

The frightened woman moved slowly on the ground, unable to make any sound out of her mouth due to fear.

"Don't worry, I'll be very gentle!" He said and took out a long sharp knife from behind.

After looking at the woman's pretty face, Zhao Hu's men showed a lewd smile.

"You're going to die anyway, let me feel good first!" He said as he unbuttoned his belt.

"Hey. Don't move around, otherwise I'm afraid I'll take away the fire and blow up your crime tool!" Lin Yi and another colleague walked out of the bathroom with guns in their hands!

When Zhao Hu's men looked at Lin Yi holding a gun, a hint of ferocity flashed in their eyes. As a desperado, it was obvious that Lin Yi holding a gun did not scare him away!

Lin Yi, who has been a police officer for nearly 20 years, naturally understands the other party's psychology, and slowly moves forward with his gun raised!

"Put the knife down!!"

The man slowly bent down with the knife, but kept staring at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was highly focused and stared at the other party.

Taking advantage of Lin Yi's sudden blink of an eye, Zhao Hu's men suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the woman.

In the flash of lightning, Lin Yi shot decisively, and a bullet accurately hit the opponent's knife hand!

Zhao Hu's men covered their bleeding hands and rolled on the ground.

Lin Yi smiled, took out his mobile phone and dialed 120, and then contacted his colleagues through the intercom.

"We've been captured, come here!"

The young woman slowed down and asked loudly to Zhao Hu's men: "Where is my husband? Where did you get him!"

Zhao Hu's men looked at the excited young woman and smiled crazily: "Your husband is naturally dead. He was killed by Brother Hu!"

After Zhao Hu's men finished speaking, they realized that they had said the wrong thing, so they simply shut up and said nothing more!

The woman became even more excited. She climbed on the other party's body and scratched her non-stop. Zhao Hu's man's face was scratched.

Lin Yi shook his head, stopped the woman's excessive behavior, and comforted her softly.