Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

The huge force caused Qiu Tao to loosen his grip and retreat continuously. Wang Muzhi took advantage of the victory and rushed forward, held down Qiu Tao's head, and smashed it on the table next to him.

One, two, three...

After seven or eight blows, Qiu Tao sat on the ground with blood on his head, his mind spinning. He struggled to get up but found that he couldn't. His face was covered with blood, but he was still fierce.

"You're not convinced, are you? Just hold it in for me!"

Wang Muzhi knew that when people are forced into a desperate situation, they will burst out with incredible power. Before preventing this guy from jumping over the wall, Wang Muzhi pushed him to the ground and removed his arms first.

Then he put his hands behind his back and tied them with shoelaces using local materials. Only then did he feel relieved.

Looking up, Yang Xue's eyes were quite complicated.

Feeling distressed, worried, relaxed, but mixed with a hint of shrewdness.

Call Wu Guo.

Soon, a deafening siren sounded outside, and soon noisy footsteps were heard coming from outside.

Good guy, almost all the main leaders of the city's public security bureau were present. The remaining team members each held guns and aimed at Qiu Tao on the ground immediately.

"Shepherd it, shepherd it!"

Wu Guo's loud voice caused everyone's attention to focus on Wang Muzhi for the first time.

Wang Muzhi stood up and said with a smile: "It's okay, Brother Guo. Fortunately, you asked me to come over and take a look at Mr. Yang. I was worried that Mr. Yang was in danger, otherwise I would have let this grandson succeed!"

Wu Guo was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

This was Wang Muzhi deliberately giving him credit.

He had never issued such an order at all, but in front of so many people and looking at Wang Muzhi's eyes, Wu Guo could only admit it bravely.

"Wu Guo, you did a good job, and your friend did a very good job!"

An Dakang came over and gave a thumbs up, looked down at Qiu Tao, then looked at the axe, and nodded happily.

At this moment, Qiu Tao finally woke up. Looking at the scene in front of him, his face was filled with death, and he burst into laughter quickly.

Andakang was interrogated on the spot.

"Tell me, did you kill Yang Liang?"

"Yes, that old immortal was killed by me. I also chopped him into pieces with knives and axes. What can you do to me, hahahaha!"

"take away."

Several police officers came forward to handcuff Qiu Tao, but Qiu Tao stared at Wang Muzhi and yelled.

"Remember it, you must remember it, you must remember it!"

"Remember, you killed someone and cut their bodies into pieces. Do you think you can still come out?"

Wu Guo went up and kicked him, then turned around and said with a smile: "Muzhi, I'm going back to interrogate now. You have a good night's rest. Thank you for everything today!"

On the other side, An Dakang was also comforting Yang Xue. If something like this happened, if Yang Xue had even the slightest damage, his position as director would be over. But fortunately, Wang Muzhi was present in all this, so tragedy did not happen.

"Young man, I'll pick you up personally tomorrow, great job!"

"You've given me the award. If Brother Guo hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have come over to check."

"Okay, okay, don't worry. I am also a friend of Wu Guoguo. This time, he took the lead and solved the corpse case in three days. I will never treat him badly!"

An Dakang and others were still anxious to interrogate overnight, so they hurried back without saying anything more.

Suddenly, only Wang Muzhi and Yang Xue were left in the room.

"Mr. Yang, take your time and rest. It seems you are in good luck."

"and many more!"

Just when Wang Muzhi was about to leave, Yang Xue suddenly stopped.

Yang Xue has always had a strange sense of familiarity with Wang Muzhi's existence, as if she had seen him before. In addition, the act of giving him a wooden comb and warning him made Yang Xue develop an unknown trust in Wang Muzhi. .

"Anything else?"

"Aren't you curious why Qiu Tao appeared in my room?"

"On the surface, Qiu Tao should have met and kidnapped you when he had the opportunity to escape. However, in my opinion, the two of you must know each other and have a close relationship, otherwise there wouldn't be anything in your eyes just now. A trace of distress and panic.”

"You see it?"

Yang Xue felt chills all over her body. She took a few steps back in surprise, tripped over a chair and sat down. She looked at Wang Muzhi in disbelief.

It seems that he has no secrets in front of Wang Muzhi, and even this kind of thing cannot escape Wang Muzhi's eyes.

This man is horrible!

"Don't worry, although I can see it, I think that as a smart person like you, you must have thought of a way out for yourself. It is estimated that Qiu Tao will take everything on himself, and with the help of you, a Hong Kong businessman, With your identity, you will definitely be safe and sound, but I am curious, why did you kill your uncle?"

Yes, this is Wang Muzhi's conclusion.

"I did not understand what you say."

When the uncle was mentioned, Yang Xue's shock suddenly disappeared and was replaced by disgust engraved in his bones.

"Why don't you think of this as a reward for giving me the comb, plus my life-saving grace today? Isn't that okay?"

Wang Muzhi knew how important this comb was to Yang Xue. As long as this matter was brought up, it was absolutely impossible for her to refuse.

Sure enough, the combination of the comb and the life-saving gift made it impossible for Yang Xue to refuse.

After closing the door to the room and turning off all the lights, the two of them sat on the balcony.

Yang Xue simply picked up the bottle and took a big sip into her mouth, then slowly spoke, but Wang Muzhi was shocked by just the first sentence.

"Actually, not only was Yang Liang's death caused by me, but also his and his wife's illnesses were all carefully prepared by me. I tortured them with illness for more than ten years, and then asked Qiu Tao to kill him, but now I think I think I am still anxious, I should let them suffer from the pain and death, instead of dying so happily now!"

Speaking of this, Yang Xue's expression has become extremely ferocious. Under the illumination of the moonlight, Yang Xue at this moment is like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, with endless resentment all over his body. If it weren't for Wang Muzhi II's , I'm afraid he has run away now.

"What kind of hatred?" Wang Muzhi hit the point directly.

Yang Xue took a few deep breaths and drank a few more sips of wine. She held the box in her hands and kept rubbing it. She looked through the window into the distance, and her memory was brought back to her childhood.

She was eight years old and the weather was unbearably hot. Yang Xue had played outside as usual and was ready to go home. She was jumping up and down and was still looking forward to the delicious jelly and steamed buns that her mother would make in the evening. As a worker The father promised to buy himself a new skirt so that he could show it off in front of his friends.

Wanting this, Yang Xue couldn't help but quicken her pace and rushed home without stopping. Sure enough, she saw her mother cooking and her father chatting with her uncle Yang Liang in the yard, with a new skirt in her hand.

Yang Xue couldn't wait to put on her new dress and was tiptoeing out to surprise her parents when she suddenly saw her uncle Yang Liang sprinkling a small bag of white powder into the rice, pretending to be nonchalant and walking to the yard to chat with her parents. Homely.

Young Yang Xue didn't think much about it at the time. She skipped out to show off without even bothering to eat, but when she came back...