The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"what--"

With a scream, Su Zhi was kicked away by Lang Dao in front of Feng Jiuqing.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is our Young Master Jiuqing."

Su Zhi's mind was buzzing, but he still accurately grasped the word Jiuqing in this sentence. He tried hard to open his eyes and look up to see if it was the familiar person who came. But his hands were tied, and he couldn't see anything even with all his strength.

"All of you get out! I will interrogate him myself." The muscles on Feng Jiuqing's face trembled slightly, and he tried his best to resist the urge to help Su Zhi up immediately.

"Young Master Jiuqing, this is not a good idea. What if he does something and you are in trouble? How can I explain to the chairman?" Lang Dao smiled and rejected Feng Jiuqing's suggestion.

Feng Jiuqing looked at Lang Dao with contempt and sneered: "What can a person who is tied up like a dumpling do to me? Director Lang looks down on me?"

"That's not what I meant." Lang Dao glanced at the people around him and the surveillance cameras on all sides, and said with a smile: "Since Young Master Jiuqing wants to be tried alone, brothers, make room for our Young Master Jiuqing!"

Following Lang Dao's words, the people gathered around began to disperse, and soon only Feng Jiuqing and Su Zhi were left.

Feng Jiuqing stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Zhi's collar, lifted him up and pushed him against the wall, "Who told you to do this?"

The moment Su Zhi saw Feng Jiuqing's face clearly, his pupils trembled and tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. He opened his mouth and forced a smile, then spat on Feng Jiuqing's face.

"You bastard, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you have guns. If you have the guts, just shoot me to death!"

Su Zhi was reminding him to be careful of the guns in those people's hands. Feng Jiuqing slapped the wall next to Su Zhi, with only a small part of his face touching Su Zhi's. "Just say what I told you to say! Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead or alive!"

"Bah! What Dingfeng Group? Do you dare let others know about the shameful things you do abroad? I have money and I can buy whatever I want! What's it to you?" Su Zhi had a swollen nose and face, and he raised his chin with a defiant look.

"Just say what I ask you to say, don't talk nonsense! You should know that since you have fallen into our hands, you can avoid some physical pain if you speak out voluntarily. Otherwise - humph!"

Feng Jiuqing's tone was fierce, his eyes were bloodshot, and the pain and self-blame made him almost unable to breathe. He knew how the Feng family made their fortune, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He thought that what he saw was all, but he didn't expect that the old madman had moved those shady industries abroad, and he knew nothing about it.

He even sent his brother to the old madman's territory personally.

Su Zhi did not give him away, but his current state made Feng Jiuqing more uncomfortable than if he had done so.

"Bah! I just want to buy it! What's the problem? If I had known Dingfeng was this kind of company, I would rather throw my money away than buy even a single share of yours!" Su Zhi panted and glared at Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing punched the wall next to Su Zhi's ear and slowly approached Su Zhi; "You're still pretty stubborn, I want to see how long you can keep being stubborn!"

Then he said in a light voice: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out."

"Get out!" Su Zhi used all his strength to push Feng Jiuqing away. Feng Jiuqing was caught off guard and was knocked back a few steps.

"No matter where you come from, get out of here! If you have the guts, shoot me to death! It's just one life, I don't care!" Su Zhi looked at Feng Jiuqing resolutely, even with a hint of begging in his eyes.

Feng Jiuqing punched Su Zhi in the stomach and pressed him against the wall again: "Is he really worthy of your life? Kid, how old are you and you dare to say such things?"

"He's a good dog. You've become like this, but he didn't do anything. You're just a discarded pawn. He doesn't worry about what will happen to you, nor does he care about your life or death! How pitiful! How about this, you tell me who's behind this, and I'll let you go?"

Before the surveillance, upon hearing this, the person watching the surveillance immediately turned back to look at Lang Dao: "Brother Lang, this——"

Lang Dao chuckled and slapped the man on the shoulder, "He is just a small character. If Master Jiuqing wants to let him go, let him go."

"You people!"

Lang Dao sighed, then slowly said: "You don't know who he is yet, right? He is the old man's designated successor, the future head of the Feng family. Who can say what he wants to do except the old man?"

"Just him? A kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet? He looks prettier than a woman, and he can become the head of our family?" The man laughed contemptuously, "Relying on his face? In my opinion, our Brother Lang is the most suitable to be our boss. Those people from the Feng family are nothing!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lang Dao glanced at the man indifferently, but he was not angry: "The old man has been very kind to me, I can't do such ungrateful things."

"It's my fault for talking nonsense!" The man slapped himself in a fake manner, "But Brother Lang, you have been with the old man for forty years. If it weren't for you, the old man wouldn't be able to run the Xifeng Group overseas like this. The brothers can all see that you are our boss! You just got what you deserve."

"Otherwise, if that little bitch inside is allowed to be the boss of Xifeng, what motivation will the brothers have? Does this look like the future chairman of Xifeng? This is clearly the top star of the club!"

"Shut up," Lang Dao glanced at him, "I will pretend I didn't hear these words today, and don't say them again in the future."

"As long as the old man is still alive, I, Lang Dao, will protect the Feng family."

Everyone around laughed, and everyone understood Lang Dao's unfinished words. Lang Dao would protect the Feng family while the old man was alive, but if the old man died, it would be hard to say.

Feng Jiuqing didn’t know what was happening outside the surveillance camera, but Yan Xun in his pocket knew it clearly.

There are many signal blockers placed here, so external signals cannot be transmitted in, and internal signals cannot be sent out. This is a bad thing for Feng Jiuqing, but for Yan Xun, it is just the opposite.

001's surveillance also relies on electromagnetic signals. The magnetic field here is disordered, which is perfect for him to do something.

Feng Jiuqing didn't even know when the little nose in his pocket disappeared. He and Su Zhi could only rely on acting to numb the people monitoring them under surveillance, and they couldn't spare any attention to pay attention to anything else.

"Master Jiuqing, you have been interrogating for almost an hour. What have you learned?"

Lang Dao led a group of people into the room, and the people following Lang Dao said contemptuously: "If there is no gain, why not hand the person over to us?"