Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

In the bustling urban area of ​​​​57 stars, there is a passenger airport. Just like the extravagant style on this planet, this airport is built with the utmost luxury. Every passenger who first arrives on this planet will inevitably be shocked when they see this magnificent building.

And this is just the beginning. After leaving the airport, take the free airport shuttle and walk for a while, you will reach the largest commercial street in the city. There are many high-end restaurants and hotels on the commercial street. After the commercial street, there is this... The most famous entertainment street on the planet.

As the name suggests, Entertainment Street is full of entertainment venues, including casinos, bathrooms, and karaoke bars. As long as tourists come here, they will leave all their worries behind and be immersed in the music, singing and dancing.

But there is another airport a hundred kilometers east of the central city. This airport is different from the one in the city. This airport covers an extremely large area, five times the size of the city airport, but its location is very remote, and there are no bustling commercial streets around it.

Because all the large cargo spacecrafts that carry a load of 100,000 tons come and go here, passenger spacecraft will not and are not allowed to dock here.

Although Planet 57 is actually under very limited control by the Interstellar Federation, at least it is still a planet affiliated with the Interstellar Federation, so necessary personnel registration is still required when entering and leaving the planet.

When a spacecraft lands at an urban airport, the number and identity of the personnel must be verified to prevent any interstellar wanted criminals from being mixed in.

But a planet like Planet 57, which mainly operates gray industries, will inevitably attract some people whose identities are not visible to the public, and if these people want to come to this planet, they cannot take the usual path.

Smuggling is their common method. As for the smuggling route, this cargo airport, which is far away from the city and whose personnel review is far less strict than the urban airport, is one of them.

July 8, night.

A 200,000-ton spacecraft fully loaded with supplies slowly landed above the airport after the ground control tower approved the login request.

The security personnel on duty at the airport were waiting next to the spacecraft, preparing to scan and inspect the cargo with fluoroscopy equipment. But before they checked, someone came down from the cabin of the cargo spaceship first. The other person took a cigarette and handed it to the security captain. He also said a few words to the captain alone, and the security captain showed an understanding expression.

"Okay, this ship is fine, go back and rest!" the security captain greeted and led the team back.

The other team members were not surprised, because the man who came down from the cabin was a local smuggler who often organized people to smuggle people over. He was an old partner with their captain. They had been running this smuggling route in partnership for several years without any mistakes.

This time it was the same. After the smuggler took care of everything, he returned to the cabin. After a while, a group of people walked out of the cabin. More than a dozen of them were burly men with arms thicker than ordinary people's thighs. They all held tennis bags in their hands. Naturally, the bag contained something other than a tennis racket.

Among this group of people, there were two that stood out. One was a man with the same rugged appearance, with a messy beard on his chin that looked like a bird's nest.

The other one seemed out of tune with this group of people. Others either have scars on their faces or are full of flesh, and they have "not a good person" written all over their faces, but not this man. He is in a suit and ties, has a gentle appearance, and his normally normal male figure is set off by the people around him. He suddenly looked a little petite.

However, his status is not small. The smuggler walked up to him with a flattering smile: "Mr. Zhang, everything is taken care of. You can just go to the hotel next to the airport and check in. No one will know about your itinerary. "

Zhang Ji did not look at the other party, but patted the dirty hem of his clothes in the cargo hold feeling uncomfortably. His frown was filled with disgust for this journey.

What's more, he even asked: "What star rating is the hotel like?"

In exchange for a smile from the bearded man, the bearded man lit a cigarette for himself and said while holding the cigarette: "Mr. Zhang, do you think you are here for vacation? Can stowaways stay here?" A star hotel? It would be nice if the bed board inside is not moldy!"

The bearded man used honorifics, but his tone was not very respectful, but full of contempt.

Zhang Ji was very unhappy with Big Beard's attitude. After all, he was also the president of Telecommunications Company and the second largest arms company in the interstellar world. Everyone else was eager to fawn over him when they saw him.

"I didn't spend so much money to hire you here just so you can make sarcastic remarks here... Ahem..." Zhang Ji's words were choked back in his throat by the smoke rings the bearded man spat on his face.

However, the bearded man's expression was very innocent, as if he didn't do it unintentionally. Zhang Ji's blood pressure rose due to anger, and his face turned red with anger.

The bearded man stopped when he was satisfied, shrugged his shoulders and said: "I know, Mr. Zhang, don't worry, my brothers are not just for a living. As long as you give us money quickly, we will definitely be able to handle things smoothly."

Zhang Ji heard what the other party meant and snorted coldly: "It's done, the balance will be sent to you right away."

The bearded man smiled and greeted the brothers behind him: "Let's go and stay in the hotel first and formulate an action plan for Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang, please come this way!" Snakehead nodded and bowed. He didn't dare to be as domineering as the bearded people. After all, those people were interstellar pirates who licked blood from their swords. They fought back and forth between life and death and were not afraid of anything.

He was different. He was just a smuggler who organized smuggling. Naturally, he had to serve a rare big shot like Zhang Ji with respect.

Zhang Ji glanced at the snake head's flattering expression, and the bad mood of being angry at the bearded man improved a little. He secretly planned to look good to this group of interstellar pirates when the matter was completed. On the surface, he followed the snake head cooperatively and headed towards Walk in the direction of the hotel.

The smuggler led a group of people on a remote and dark path that would not be photographed by the airport's surveillance cameras or encounter other inspectors.

It was dark at the moment, and there was no one on this safe path except for their group.

At least no one is visible to the naked eye.

If you use a thermal imager to scan behind them, you will find a man who is quietly following them but cannot be seen.

With a "click", Meng Xing pressed the camera button on his phone under the cover of the distance and the sound of walking footsteps. He took a photo of Zhang Ji and the bearded group, and then continued to follow carefully.

Zhang Ji and his party entered the dark hotel not far from the airport, which did not even have a star rating. Meng Xing did not enter. Although he used an SR-level invisibility card to hide his presence, it did not mean that he was not a good person. It exists. If you get too close and accidentally make contact, your secret will be exposed immediately.

So he didn't follow the room directly. Instead, he looked around outside the hotel and spotted a water pipe embedded in the wall.

Meng Xing climbed up along the water pipe. He climbed to the window on the second floor that had just turned on the light. Then he stepped on the raised sill of the window and leaned against the wall to pry inside.

There were only two people in the room, and the others were scattered in the next room. The two people in the room were Zhang Ji and Big Beard.

This was not the nickname Meng Xing gave the other party, but the other party's real name was Big Beard, the interstellar pirate worth 50 million who was also on the wanted list with a bounty on his head.

Unlike Meng Xing, although Meng Xing was worth 100 million, it was Wen Rulan's private bid. The high price was purely because Wen Rulan had ulterior motives for her and had too much money.

Big Beard's bounty is a reward from the police. For the police, which has always had limited funds, 50 million is already a huge amount of wanted criminals that has been rare in more than ten years. The things Big Beard has done are indeed worthy of this price.

As a member of the notorious interstellar pirates, Big Beard has become a leader in the industry in just a few years by virtue of his charisma. He only hijacks merchant ships and seizes property. After the robbery is completed, Big Beard completely destroys the merchant ships. The crew members, who had no ability to resist, collectively voted against each other.

Finally, an empty ship sailed to the capital star along the already set route. The security personnel opened the cabin and saw a mountain of corpses.

This bloody and cruel merchant ship robbery caused a sensation and was repeatedly reported on the news. The police invested a lot of manpower and material resources to investigate and arrest, but a year later, the bearded man was still not arrested.

His photo has always been at the top of the police's wanted list. Countless bounty hunters have been chasing his whereabouts like hounds chasing prey, but there has been no news.

No one would have thought that the bearded man would come to Star 57 and hang out with a socialite like Zhang Ji, the president of Telecommunications Company, who should be out of reach.

Meng Xing also didn't expect that Zhang Ji would choose an interstellar pirate like Big Beard to execute his third assassination plan. This is a bit difficult for him. After all, there are so many people in this hotel, and no one is good. He can't beat four, six, eight, and who knows how many hands with just two fists. What's more, he doesn't even have a gun on hand. None, and the only two cards he has have no attack capabilities.

Meng Xing was thinking about countermeasures when voices suddenly sounded in the room.

But it wasn't the voice of Zhang Ji or Big Beard, but another voice that Meng Xing was also quite familiar with.

Feiyan greeted Zhang Ji via video call: "Boss."

In the video, Feiyan was staying in an old rental house. Even though the paint was peeling off and there were spider webs hanging on the walls, even the coffee table next to the chair had a missing corner and was padded with bricks.

However, although the environment is not good, safety is still guaranteed, otherwise Feiyan would not have made this call.

Zhang Ji said "hmm" and then asked: "What happened on the night of the 6th? Did Wen Rulan move her hand?"

Feiyan pondered for a while and guessed: "It should be that someone sneaked into the bar and eavesdropped on our conversation next to the box. I fought with him and he was very skilled. He is probably the person sent by Wen Rulan to track Huang Youcai."

"Huang Youcai, a loser who fails to achieve anything but fails to succeed! He has been exposed a long time ago and he didn't even know it!" Zhang Ji cursed and then asked: "Has my identity been exposed?"

"Don't worry, boss. I've already dealt with Huang Youcai. Wen Rulan only caught some thugs in the bar, but those people didn't know your identity, so Wen Rulan probably still doesn't know that it was you who did it." Feiyan replied.

"That's good." Zhang Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

The bearded man next to him sneered when he saw this. He held a cigarette in his mouth and said leisurely: "Let me tell you, Mr. Zhang, why are you worried about this? Does it make any difference whether Wen Rulan knows your identity? Anyway, we are brothers A whole bunch of people have come, and he won’t be able to bounce around for a few days.”

Before Zhang Ji could speak, Feiyan on the other side of the screen narrowed her eyes and said, "Boss, who is this?"

"Big beard." Zhang Ji introduced.

The bearded man dusted off his cigarette with disdain and said sarcastically: "Is this the only thing a gold medal killer has? Is this profession in decline? He can do anything, like a cat or a dog."

There was no anger on Feiyan's face, only a gentle smile, and she apologized: "I'm sorry, I remember that the bearded man was chased by the federal police and was running around like a mouse. He was hiding in some remote mine every day. In the cave of Xingxing, so I am not sure for the moment that you are the one."

With a "bang", the bearded man slapped the table at his hand hard, stared and said, "Are you tired of living?"

"I don't live impatiently, but if you do, you can tell me that I do charity for free." Feiyan still smiled.

Before the bearded man was so angry that he drew his gun, Zhang Ji stepped forward and yelled: "That's enough!"

"The matter hasn't been completed yet, why are you arguing?" Zhang Ji looked at the bearded man and then at Fei Yan: "No matter who succeeds, as long as he can kill Wen Rulan, the money given to you will not be less. "

Although Feiyan and Big Beard were still dissatisfied in their hearts, they still kept their mouths shut for the sake of the sponsor.

Zhang Ji continued: "After Huang Youcai was exposed, regardless of whether Wen Rulan found me or not, the vigilance around him will definitely double in the near future. Do you have any plans?"

"My identity should have been exposed. I can't get close to him, so I can only snipe him from a distance." Feiyan suggested. As a professional killer, he is also very skilled in the use of firearms, and can accurately snipe within one kilometer with perfect accuracy.

The big beard gave another plan: "Find a day when Wen Rulan is traveling. We will block the road in advance, and then my brothers and I will intercept him halfway."

Zhang Ji thought for a moment, neutralized the two people's proposals, and decided: "Let's do this. Feiyan will be responsible for long-range sniping, and Big Beard will make a surprise attack halfway. You two will do it together, double insurance."

The two of them had no objections, so there was only one last issue left to be finalized.

"When will we start?" Feiyan and Big Beard asked together.

Zhang Ji did not answer, but asked: "What are Wen Rulan's recent actions?"

"Busy chasing me." Feiyan replied. He has a strong say in this issue, because he has been hiding here and there since he escaped that night in the bar. If he hadn't responded promptly and was good at dressing up in plain clothes, he would have been caught by Wen Rulan's ubiquitous search team.

But even so, he ran away for two days before finally finding this rental house where he could barely hide and contact Zhang Ji again.

"What about other than that?" Zhang Ji asked again.

"No more." Feiyan thought for a while and suddenly added: "There is also the one named Meng Xing. Wen Rulan seems to have never caught him. Today, the reward amount was suddenly doubled."

"Doubled it?" The bearded man became interested as soon as he heard the word "reward". After all, he has been at the top of the list all year round, so he asked: "How much is that kid worth?"

"Not much." The contempt in Feiyan's eyes could not be blocked through the screen: "That's four times as much as you."

"Two hundred million?!" The bearded man was not irritated by Fei Yan this time. He just spat and rubbed his hands and said, "Where's the kid's photo? Let me see if I can make some extra money before killing Wen Rulan! "

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Ji immediately cast an unhappy look.

The bearded man laughed "hehe" and explained: "Mr. Zhang, it's just a joke. Wen Rulan's head is worth more than that kid. I won't lose my watermelon for sesame seeds."

As he said this, he opened the latest wanted list on his phone and looked up Meng Xing's information.

Zhang Ji saw all this and cursed in his mind that these interstellar pirates were really greedy. He paid such a high price, but instead of focusing on helping him, they even wanted to grab the sesame watermelon.

However, in order for the final plan to succeed, Zhang Ji endured it.

He must let Wen Rulan die, so he did not hesitate to take a cargo spaceship to sneak across with a group of smelly interstellar pirates, and he did not hesitate to risk his life to come to this planet in person.

Not only because of his father's hatred, but also because he has been in trouble several times in the shopping mall in recent years. Not long ago, it was found out that Wen Rulan was behind everything.

Even if he doesn't attack Wen Rulan, due to business competition and Wen Rulan's ruthless behavior, he will attack him sooner or later, so he has to attack first! Moreover, he wanted to watch Wen Rulan die with his own eyes!

Watching this hypocritical villain who had repeatedly opposed their father and son die in front of him!

Zhang Ji took a deep breath, calmed down, and then ordered: "Feiyan will come and join us tomorrow. I will send a few more people to explore Wen Rulan's recent itinerary and find a convenient time to do it."

Feiyan responded and immediately hung up the video communication.

Zhang Ji discussed with Big Beard in the room for nearly an hour, discussing weapon configuration and more specific action plans.

At eleven o'clock in the night, the bearded man returned to his room.

The lights in the room were also turned off, and while Zhang Ji disliked the dirty and messy environment of the hotel, he still endured the humiliation and settled in.

Meng Xing, on the other hand, had been blowing cold wind outside the window for two hours. He looked at the same two-hour recording on his phone and pressed the end button.

Then, he climbed down from the water pipe and found an unoccupied room in the hotel to hide.

He fiddled with his phone, compressed the recording he had just recorded, and prepared to send it to Wen Rulan.

The two hours of cold wind were not in vain. Meng Xing thought of a solution. He couldn't beat four hands with two fists, so let Wen Rulan come.

Instead of asking Wen Rulan to come in person, Wen Rulan should send someone to come. According to Meng Xing's personal experience, Wen Rulan's resourcefulness was definitely superior to Zhang Ji's. It was only because the other party had been hiding in the dark that it was difficult for him to take the initiative.

But it was different with Meng Xing's help. Meng Xing recorded Zhang Ji's plan verbatim, and he also knew the specific location of Zhang Ji and his party, including Feiyan, who was not here.

After Meng Xing left Wen Rulan's mountaintop villa in the morning, he used the electronic Sky Eye card to successfully locate Feiyan's location. However, before he was about to go find Feiyan, he accidentally discovered Zhang Ji's whereabouts, so he simply gave up on Feiyan and turned around. Come to chase the big fish Zhang Ji.

Facts have proved that he made the right choice. This big fish is really big. With this recording and the location coordinates, Wen Rulan simply had the right time, place and people. Meng Xing felt that Wen Rulan would definitely not fail even if he blindly directed with his eyes closed.

As long as Zhang Ji is eliminated, the assassination plan will be defeated, and Wen Rulan can successfully survive August 8th. Meng Xing can successfully pass the level and achieve a perfect happy ending.

Meng Xing had a wonderful idea. He was about to package the recording file, along with the photos and location of Bearded and others, and send it to Wen Rulan, but he saw the only chat record between himself and Wen Rulan.

It was the photo he sent to himself using Wen Rulan's mobile phone last night. Although he had watched it for a long time last night, Meng Xing couldn't help laughing when he watched it again.

He was bored here, so Meng Xing changed his plan temporarily. Before sending the compressed package to Wen Rulan, he planned to chat with Wen Rulan for a while to relieve his boredom.

He sent a text message: "Are you asleep?"

After sending the message, Meng Xing suddenly realized that whether he slept or not, Wen Rulan would probably never reply to him. After Meng Xing sent the photo last night, he deleted the sending record to prevent his number from being leaked.

So for Wen Rulan, this was a strange harassing text message. It was not only harassment, but also fraud.

A person like Wen Rulan would probably not reply to such a lackluster text message. Meng Xing waited for five minutes and saw that Wen Rulan did not reply to him. Although he was not surprised, he still felt a little disappointed.

Lost, lost, the recording compressed package still had to be sent. Before Meng Xing pressed the send button, a text message suddenly popped up on the screen, with only two words: "No."

Wen Rulan actually responded to him? Called back such an unfamiliar number? Meng Xing was a little surprised. He canceled the sending and returned to the text message interface. After thinking about it, he decided to put on a vest to tease Wen Rulan.

He designed a persona for himself where he could find a random number to strike up a conversation late at night when he was feeling empty and lonely. Because women were more likely to make people lower their guard, Meng Xing designed the character for himself as a little girl.

He responded: "What a coincidence, I didn't sleep either. Is there anything that's bothering you?"

This time Wen Rulan's reply was very fast and the content was very simple, just one word "um".

"What's bothering you? Why don't you tell me, maybe I can help you with some advice." Meng Xing used the tone of a confidant big sister.

"Those who want to sleep can't sleep," Wen Rulan replied.

Meng Xing: "..."

He was speechless for a moment before starting to type again: "This kind of thing needs to be done step by step. If others don't want to do it, are you too hasty? Try sending small gifts to improve your relationship."

"for example?"

"For example, bags, little girls like good-looking handbags."

"Do you like it too?" Wen Rulan asked again.

Meng Xing stared at this line of text and pondered for a while. Of course he didn't like it. He was not a little girl. But his current role is, so he replied: "W likes it. Cute."

To make it look more like, he also added a "cute" expression at the end.

To this, Wen Rulan's reply was: "Which one is Smiling?"

Meng Xing opened the shopping website and randomly searched for a pink and girly style and sent it.

A new line of information quickly popped up on the text message: "Address, bought for you."

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows in front of the mobile phone screen and said to himself that he didn't expect you to be such Wen Rulan and fall for it so casually. However, he couldn't give out the address, so he pressed the keyboard of his mobile phone and typed: "No, you are not my boyfriend. I can't just accept gifts from you."

"Smile, you are quite reserved." Wen Rulan sent another message.

"Girls are supposed to be more reserved. Cover your face." Meng Xing covered his face while expressing his expression. His tone was so coy that he couldn't stand it.

But the next message from Wen Rulan made Meng Xing freeze.

"Aren't you quite relaxed in bed?"

Meng Xing looked at this sentence, was silent for a moment, and replied tentatively: "What are you talking about? What bed?"

"What do you think of Smile? Didn't you take the initiative to come up and kiss me yesterday?"

Meng Xing was completely silent.

It's over. Meng Xing thought to himself that if his pretense of being a little girl was discovered, his image would be over.

Meng Xing weighed the choice between refusing to admit it and trying to make up for it, and chose the latter: "Biya was just joking with you."

"Oh. Smile"

Meng Xing looked at the smiling expression that looked kind but had a sarcastic smile at the corners of his mouth, and felt it was a bit annoying.

He pretended not to see it and started another topic: "How did you know it was mine?"

"This number is a private number, and very few people know it. And..." Wen Rulan suddenly sent a link, which was the pink handbag that Meng Xing had just sent. Meng Xing thought that a girl with such a cute color scheme would be very popular. I like it, but Wen Rulan's comment on it is: "Only straight men with no appreciation for smiles will think that girls with this vulgar color scheme will like it."

Meng Xing, a straight man with no taste, said: "..."

He touched and covered his knees, feeling as if he had been hit by an arrow.

"Did you miss me? And you specifically gave me an additional reward of 100 million?" Meng Xing changed the subject again.

"Yes." Wen Rulan admitted simply: "I want to sleep with you."

Meng Xing threw away the phone and couldn't continue chatting!

After a while, after calming down, he picked up the phone again. This time he stopped chatting with Wen Rulan, because this scumbag with no moral bottom line would end up talking about anything that was indescribable.

Meng Xing got to the point: "I have a gift for you."

Wen Rulan: "Huh?"

Meng Xing said deliberately: "Don't worry, smile, it's not bear pajamas this time."

Wen Rulan, who had been replying in seconds, did not reply in time this time. Meng Xing consciously made a comeback. With a cheerful smile on his lips, he sent Wen Rulan the location of the series of recordings and photos he had collected.

Finally, he said again: "I'm going to bed first, good night."

Then Meng Xing turned off the screen of his phone, because he felt that after reading the information, Wen Rulan would immediately sit up from the bed and order his men to organize an encirclement and suppression, and there would be no chance to chat with him.

Meng Xing went to the hotel bed comfortably. Unlike the picky Zhang Ji, he was very adaptable. He covered himself with a quilt and got ready to sleep.

On the other side, Wen Rulan did not sit up from the bed immediately after seeing the contents of the compressed package as Meng Xing imagined.

Because he was not lying on the bed. In fact, he was wearing a meticulous suit and sitting in a simple and old rental house where his status should not be seen.

The coffee table with a corner missing was overturned to the ground, and the huge vibration in the room shook the cobwebs hanging in the corner.

Wen Rulan was unmoved by the big movement happening in front of her, and just let her men work in the front, while she moved a chair alone and watched boredly in the back.

At first, he was just watching, but after receiving Meng Xing's text message, he turned into concentrating on chatting. But now... Wen Rulan looked at the two coordinate addresses in the compressed package sent by Meng Xing. One of them represented Zhang Ji and Big Beard's group of interstellar pirates, and the other represented Feiyan's location, which is also where Wen Rulan is now. Location.

Wen Rulan did not rush to listen to the two-hour recording. Instead, she returned to the chat interface and replied: "Good night."

Then, he slowly stood up from the chair and made a pause gesture to his subordinates who were interrogating Fei Yan in front of him.

The men stepped aside, leaving only Feiyan lying on the ground like a dead dog.

When I talked to Zhang Ji on the phone an hour ago, he was still normal, but now... He has no superficial injuries, no bruises on his nose, and no swollen face, but his clothes are soaked in cold sweat caused by severe nerve pain. Her broken hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead, and her originally soft and charming appearance was now nothing but embarrassment.

The toe of Wen Rulan's shoe stopped in front of Fei Yan's face. He looked down at the other person with an indifferent expression, as if he was looking at an ant.

He also fell into his hands. Feiyan's treatment was completely different from Meng Xing's. Meng Xing's wounds were treated properly. Wen Rulan also fed her porridge herself, and then pretended to take Meng Xing to the interrogation room. After a lap, he came out again unscathed.

And Feiyan... An hour ago, not long after the call between Feiyan and Zhang Ji ended, Wen Rulan's people unexpectedly attacked the rental house. After Feiyan was restrained, before she could say a word, she was injected with a special torture drug that would cause severe nerve pain in a very small dose.

This kind of pain is different from physical pain. Physical pain is always concentrated in one place, but nerve pain is different. This kind of pain is densely distributed in every nerve ending and every inch of texture, even like Feiyan. Even a killer who has gone through a certain amount of torture training would find it unbearable.

He wanted to say something in exchange for a chance to buffer, but Wen Rulan ignored him at all, and no matter how he asked to stop, Wen Rulan's men remained unmoved and continued to inject him with drugs with an indifferent expression, constantly aggravating the situation. A pain that makes life worse than death.

During these dozens of minutes that were as long as a century, Feiyan felt as if he had walked a circle in hell. Now the severe pain slowly stopped as the effect of the medicine faded away, and he returned to the human world again, lying on the ground. Panting constantly.

While panting, he also looked at Wen Rulan standing in front of him. He knew that what he said before was considered a show of force, and now Wen Rulan was probably coming to ask questions.

Feiyan quickly thought about her chips in her heart. Zhang Ji's identity and the assassination plan in preparation are very important chips, but he can't tell everything, because if he tells everything, he will be completely worthless.

Therefore, even after being tortured like this, Feiyan was not prepared to confess honestly. He was prepared to negotiate with Wen Rulan.

But after all, it fell into the hands of others, so before Wen Rulan asked questions, Feiyan took the initiative to show her kindness and said, "The person who bought me to kill you is Zhang Ji."

Wen Rulan raised her eyebrows, a little surprised by Feiyan's knowledge, but then she thought about it, this kind of professional killer only works for money and is absolutely not loyal to his employer.

However, the information the other party mentioned was of little value to him, so he responded calmly: "I know."

Feiyan was shocked, Wen Rulan actually knew that her employer was Zhang Ji? No, is the other party trying to trick me?

When it comes to interrogation and negotiation, Feiyan is much more experienced than Meng Xing, so she immediately began to suspect that Wen Rulan was deceiving her.

Wen Rulan saw Feiyan's thoughts. He curved the corners of his mouth contemptuously and said directly: "I know that Zhang Ji is staying with Big Beard now."

Feiyan's eyes widened in shock this time. When Wen Rulan said the name Big Beard, he must not be deceiving him. The other party knew far more information than he thought.

Maybe Zhang Ji's three assassination plans were exposed to the opponent's eyes early on, but Wen Rulan just kept confiscating the net. Feiyan couldn't help but take a breath when he thought of this. Before taking on this mission, he knew that the mission would be very difficult, and Wen Rulan was definitely not an easy person to deal with.

But I didn't expect that the difficulty would be so high. With such a pervasive intelligence network, even a fly wouldn't be able to sneak into this airtight planet controlled by Wen Rulan, right?

In fact, his imagination was a bit exaggerated. Wen Rulan's intelligence network was very powerful, otherwise he would not have found the rental house where Feiyan was hiding, but it was not that powerful. A planet is so big that it is impossible to be truly airtight.

There are not a hundred smuggling routes on Star 57, but at least dozens of them. Even Wen Rulan can't count them all. He doesn't even know that Big Beard and Zhang Ji logged in at the airport in the suburbs tonight.

However, Meng Xing knew.

This man has the word "mysterious" written all over him. His origins are mysterious, his methods are mysterious, and his method of obtaining information is even more mysterious.

Wen Rulan did have something to ask Feiyan, but it wasn't what Feiyan thought. What he asked was: "What happened that night at the Wilderness Bar?"

This question left Feiyan confused. What happened that night? Wasn't it Wen Rulan's people who sneaked into the Wilderness Bar and monitored the conversation between him and Zhang Ji?

But if Wen Rulan asked this, does it mean that the man who had fought with her was not Wen Rulan's? Feiyan couldn't help but think for a moment.

These thoughts were running through his mind very quickly, and only four or five seconds had passed since Wen Rulan finished asking her question. However, just these four or five seconds of waiting time had already made Wen Rulan lose his patience.

He was not a very patient person to begin with, but his bottom line was broken time and again by a guy who often pushed his limits.

Wen Rulan moved her fingers, and her subordinates stepped forward in understanding, preparing to inject Feiyan again with the drug that acts on the nerves.

Feiyan was awakened by the sound of footsteps and realized something was wrong. She immediately wanted to answer, but Wen Rulan didn't want to listen. He sat back on the chair and watched Feiyan writhing and wailing on the ground in severe pain with an indifferent expression.

The dose of medicine this time was not as large as before. Ten minutes later, the pain slowly subsided. Feiyan's last cold sweat had not dried yet, and the new cold sweat soaked her clothes again. He was picked up from the ground by Wen Rulan's subordinates in a brutal manner and sat weakly on his knees on the ground.

Feiyan opened her lips that were chapped due to heavy sweating and dehydration. Before her body could fully recover, she immediately said, "That night at the bar..."

He told the story of that night in the Wilderness Bar in detail, because he felt that the experience that night was nothing special, and at the same time, there was no value in negotiating with Wen Rulan, so in order not to continue to be tortured, he spoke happily.

Wen Rulan crossed his legs and rested his hand on his chin casually. It seemed that he was not listening carefully. But in fact, he listened very carefully. Wen Rulan narrowed her eyes when Feiyan talked about the bizarre scene during the battle with the mysterious man in the wine warehouse.

Feiyan didn't know who the mysterious man was, but Wen Rulan knew that it must be Meng Xing. This man who suddenly appeared always seemed to be able to do something beyond the ordinary, such as being in a sea of ​​fire without being burned at all, or escaping from Wen Rulan's hands twice in a row.

As the investigation into Meng Xing deepened, Wen Rulan's understanding of Meng Xing did not become clearer, but became more and more confused.

He couldn't figure out many things, such as the origin of the other party and the purpose of the other party. Is it really just to protect him?

This is a completely unreasonable explanation. But... Wen Rulan thought about it carefully, and everything Meng Xing did so far seemed to be to protect herself.

No matter what the reason was, if Meng Xing was really not lying... The corners of Wen Rulan's lips suddenly curved, and he probably knew how to catch him again.

He stood up from the chair, dusted his sleeves slowly, then walked to Feiyan, bent down slightly, and showed Feiyan an extremely beautiful but unprovoked smile that was creepy: "What do you want? Don’t want to live?”

Of course Feiyan wanted to, but he felt that Wen Rulan would not let him go easily, so he replied: "What do you want me to do?"

Wen Rulan laughed. It was easy to talk to a smart person like Fei Yan. He stopped talking nonsense and said directly: "I want you to do something for me."

He whispered in Feiyan's ear for a while. After hearing this, Feiyan did not agree on the spot, but only replied: "You will let me go after I finish helping you?"

Wen Rulan gave an unexpected answer: "No."

He answered simply and decisively, because he never wanted to let the other person go from beginning to end.

Feiyan's mood at the moment was surprisingly similar to Meng Xing's last night. They were both shocked by this scumbag's bottom line. He couldn't help but said: "Then why should I help you?"

"Because..." Wen Rulan raised the corners of her lips. One moment his tone was normal, but the next moment it was sinister like a poisonous snake scurrying out of a cave that had not seen sunlight for a long time. The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against Fei Yan's eyebrows. , Wen Rulan smiled and said, "You have no choice."

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感谢在2020042801:34:382020042914:06:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thank you to the little angel who threw the grenade: 232886971;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: all the knowledge came into my brain, and the cat kissed me once;

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