After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Fu Lingheng felt it was unnecessary to ask. Based on his understanding of the old man, the severity of his methods was completely superior to him.

There is no need to see a drop of blood, just a few light words, and the other party will not even have a chance to fight back.

Mr. Fu put the tea cup back on the coffee table. The tea was steaming and the aroma of tea overflowed.

He stared at Fu Lingheng with a reserved look that seemed to penetrate his soul. He asked instead, "What do you think?"

Fu Lingheng lowered his eyes, suppressed the strange emotion in his eyes, and said disapprovingly: "Grandpa's style of doing things is different from mine. I think he called Mayor Li first, then arranged for the media, and then Huang Dingkang worked hard to expose the recording? "

"It's pretty much a guess."

Mr. Fu nodded appreciatively, and a mysterious smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "When people get old, they have to give face to young people."

After saying this, Fu Lingheng understood immediately.

Is the old man showing mercy to the enemy for the first time?

"Doing this would be too advantageous for them. I don't understand why you insist on not letting me intervene this time."

His tone was extremely calm, but there was some inquiry and doubt in his eyes.

Mr. Fu ignored his inquiry. Instead, he took a sip of tea from his teacup and said slowly: "Mayor Li successfully entered the government department in his early years thanks to the help of our Fu family. He is a grateful person. As the mayor, Over the years, he has been working hard to think about and serve the people. Two cancers appeared on the candidate list. He claimed that he was not to blame, so... let me give him a face. He wants to personally eliminate the harm for the people. "

After listening, Fu Lingheng frowned slightly, obviously not expecting this reason.

"He has always been soft-hearted. Don't let those two people kneel down and repent, then let them go easily. Then Ruan Ruan will be innocent and suffer. Wouldn't he be a mute eating coptis?"

He had heard a little bit about Mayor Li's character, and he did not deny that he was indeed a talented, hard-working, and upright person.

It's a pity that his heart is entirely focused on the justice and morality of serving and thinking about the people, and he doesn't know how many dirty things there are in this world.

For example, there are two sinister people around him who will do whatever it takes to pursue their own interests.

"I still don't know what your kid is thinking. You are about to be a father. Don't be so bloody and violent all day long."

The old man raised his hand to smooth the gray beard on his chin, and looked at him with a serious and reproachful look: "You are my grandson, and I know your character. Otherwise, why do you think I insist on not letting you step in?"

He paused and continued: "People who have done so many despicable things behind their backs will be punished by law. There is no need to dirty your hands for that kind of person."

Once Fu Lingheng takes action, he must use the most cruel method to torture the other party until he is hanging with only one breath left, and then throw him to the door of the police station like a dead dog and let him die on his own.

Those who have offended him should never think about seeing the light of day again after being imprisoned. There are many ruthless characters in prison who are desperate for their lives, and it is commonplace to endure all kinds of unbearable humiliation every day.

The kind of pain that makes you unable to live or die is called despair!

Luo Qingshan is like this, and Xu Ziyuan is like this too.

"Sure, as you wish, Huang Dingkang and Su Bingzhong will be handed over to Mayor Li, who is doing harm to the people. Su Jiaojiao and Huang Rou are lying in Xiangjia Private Hospital..."

The ding ding dong dong of his cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting the second half of what he was about to say.

He glanced at the caller ID indifferently and pressed answer.

"what's up?"

"Damn, the doctor from my hospital just called me and said that Su Jiaojiao suffered from hemorrhagic collapse after the operation and was declared dead after resuscitation failed. Huang Rou's front and rear legs were also sent to a mental hospital!"

A series of anxious and shocked roars came from Xiang Chuan on the other side of the phone, "Damn it, this is such a fucking coincidence. The video of Huang Rou taking Huang Dingkang's business at the racecourse was on trending topics less than an hour ago. Over there at the hospital I called to announce that Su Jiaojiao was dead, but she died before I had time to interrogate her!"

God wants to kill him!

He couldn't get the key evidence from the cunning Huang Rou.

He also planned to go to the hospital tomorrow afternoon to meet with Su Jiaojiao, who had caused him so much trouble, to ask for some valuable information.

Well, people are dead!

Two good opportunities to perform in front of Fu Shuruan were missed in succession.

What's more, his days of being single may be extended indefinitely.

He even suspected that Yue Lao had used his red thread to knit woolen pants.

Fu Lingheng frowned, his eyes were cold, and he subconsciously glanced at the old man who was always sitting there calmly.

In an instant, everything became clear.

"I got it, I didn't hang up beforehand."

"Hey, wait, don't you think it's strange? Before we even started investigating, someone took such extreme measures to get ahead of us and kill the person first."

Xiangchuan was also a man who had seen big scenes, but this was the first time he encountered someone who was more ruthless than his brother.

He was actually able to kill people without even knowing it, right under the noses of many medical staff!

Damn it, just thinking about it makes the hair on the horse stand on end and goosebumps all over the body.

"Ah."

Fu Lingheng responded lightly and hung up the phone before Xiang Chuan could speak.

"Grandpa, did you send someone to do it?"

"what?"

"Xiangjia Hospital, Su Jiaojiao's death, Huang Rou's admission to the mental hospital, was it your handiwork?"

"You want to know?"

The old man pretended to be confused with him. He took the teapot and poured half a cup of tea into his cup. He smiled deeply and said to him unhurriedly: "Everything you do is just like drinking tea." , you have to calm down and taste it slowly.”