Chapter 471 No evidence of death

"Evidence? Haha!"

"Wang Fangfei, this old man, is not clear about Lin Qianchi, and she will bend her elbows out? Can she not protect her deputy and be a secret lover?"

"I not only want Lin Qianchi to be ruined, but also let him die without a place to bury him! Even all his confidantes! Puff, Brother Potian, help me find him..."

Zhang Renze, who was already crazy, gritted his teeth and shouted with a microphone in his hand. As he spitted out a mouthful of blood from his lips, he hung up the phone and began to mobilize an elite guard without any consequences. It was supposed to belong to his father's direct command of the Weiwu District of Yanjing.

… “Women are clothes, and they can’t change one at most. This is a bit fresh. But the little ** Huang Jingwen who was thrown into the wheel is indeed unparalleled in color, but she is Zhang Renze’s reverse scale!

"Lin Qianchi, your trouble is here! The humiliation you brought to me is unforgettable. I also want you to die without a place to bury... Haha!"

Huang Potian, who was vicious in nature, listened to the blind voice coming from the phone microphone and opened his mouth and made a hilarious laugh. He took the risk and used the frame-up that had been tried and tried by conspirators and murdering people with a knife, undoubtedly succeeded!

Zhang Renze, who is also the prince of Yanjing, has already become angry and fallen into an angry pattern. If he had originally just wanted to humiliate Lin Qianchi and teach him a profound lesson, but as his cherished girlfriend was kidnapped, he felt a strong murderous intent in his heart.

"It's almost an hour!"

"These brats are endless, but they are almost as happy as well!"

"Can't delay any longer. The new methamphetamine may lose its efficacy at any time. Huang Jingwen, a little girl, should regain her consciousness..."

"The carnival is over, Biaozi, Pan Daya! Start cleaning up the market... except for Xiao **, kill them all!"

Huang Potian stood behind the glass curtain wall, looking coldly at a tough young man who was still tragic Huang Jingwen, and issued a cold-blooded and cruel order to his confidant thug.

It was dark in the night and the gym was brightly lit.

A strong man with lust and lustful nature moved on Huang Jingwen, who was covered in bruised body, while most of the tough young men fell into a physiological refrain after venting one or two animal desires.

They fiddled with their weak clones, stared at Huang Jingwen's dirty ****, looked at the brave attack of the strong man, smiled and shouted loudly, and watched excitedly.

Nine feet tall, like an iron tower, Biaozi, holding a sharp machete, with an ordinary figure, with thick lips turned outward, and baring her buck teeth, sneaked into the gym quietly. When they were unable to defend themselves, they waved their sharp butcher knife and long sword.

"Puchi, Puchi, ah! I'm my own!"

"My second is your mother, I want to silence you, I will fight with you..."

Biaozi and Pan Daya were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. As they raised their swords, they opened their terrified heads one by one, and quickly threw them into the air with the "gugu" blood rising from the mouth.

"Mr. Huang, I have been with you for many years..."

"Brother Pan, we are brothers!"

Looking at the people who were killed, the man in black who pretended to be Lin Qianchi, his eyes were filled with horror and a trembling voice.

He was obviously good at it, and he used the fitness equipment; he tried his best to wander, avoiding Pan Daya's attack, and looked in the direction of Huang Potian's invisibility, and made a bitter begging.

"Puchi, ao! Biaozi, I'll fight with you...Puchi!" A short knife flew over his left shoulder, piercing through his left shoulder, and warm blood "gushed out" and quickly dyed his black clothes red.

Looking at Biaozi who was attacking by his side, his eyes were so bitter that he roared furiously, and he barely avoided the second flying knife. Before he could turn around, the long sword in Pan Daya's hand quickly pierced into his heart like a dexterous poisonous snake.

"Let me go, stinky bitch!"

"Mr. Huang, please let me go! I'll make a cow and a horse for you..."

The man who was swaying on Huang Jingwen was frightened by the cruel and bloody massacre scene. He shivered and wanted to pull out his already weak clone from Huang Jingwen's swollen and torn private parts, so as to quickly escape from the cruel massacre.

But his strong body was held tightly by Huang Jingwen in the frenzy, and she had broken her fingers, but she could not get out for a moment. Looking at the two cold-blooded thugs approaching him, he began to beg in tears.

"Bibi?" Looking at Biaozi who was like an iron tower, Pan Daya grinned.

"Okay!" Biaozi responded coldly with disdain on his face.

"One, two, three...Puff," the sword flashed coldly! The head of the strong man had been cut off by two people and was chopped into two halves in the air. The white brain and bright red blood sprinkled on Huang Jingwen's ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

"Equalize the beauty! Haha..." Biaozi, with a ferocious face, looked at each other with the ugly Pan Daya, and laughed at the same time.

"Enough, stop playing! Clean up the scene immediately, throw the bodies into the incinerator!"

"Rinse this little **. Her private parts can be washed with some diluted sulfuric acid, and don't leave any traces of DNA."

"There is no evidence of death, and it is foolproof!... Wait late at night, throw her on the most prosperous commercial street in Yanjing."

Huang Potian walked out of the secret door of the glass curtain wall, looked at Huang Jingwen who was still twisting her body, and the shocking corpse fragments and head at the scene, and said coldly to the two cold-blooded confidants.

The strong bloody smell and fishy smell in the gym were mixed with the hormonal aura, which made people feel nauseated when they smelled it. Huang Potian frowned tightly. After the two confidants responded respectfully, he pinched his nose and left in a hurry.

~~Lin Qianchi, who was already in a gun, was sitting in an antique tea room in the small building of Xiangshan, leisurely savoring the fragrant tea, listening to the peaceful and dignified face of Sophie Xue, playing the light music of a guzheng.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, the tone is clear, the light sound of the Buddha music that cleanses the soul, and is as floating as clouds by Sophie Xue, and is empty and peaceful... While listening quietly, Lin Qianchi has a peaceful smile on his face, intoxicated by a leisurely and comfortable Zen.

He was almost middle-aged and alone, but with the appearance of an evil and handsome man, the love he was looking for quietly came... The thoughts whirlwind, Sophie Snow let go of the strings of the piano, stared at Lin Qianchi affectionately, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Haha, although the Buddhist light voice is beautiful, it is still not as good as Fei Xue's smile, and the beauty of the moon and flowers are ashamed to the flowers!" Lin Qianchi smiled and laughed, his heart began to feel hot.

The ethereal aftertaste of the Guzheng is still lingering in my ears. As Sophie opened her lips, Lin Qianchi's cell phone began to whistle "drip". She shrugged her shoulders in a cute way, making a helpless and pretty look.

"Hehe, who is so ignorant of the current affairs? It's a romantic night between me and Feixue!"

"Feixue, sorry, I'll answer the phone first!" Lin Qianchi smiled ambiguously, and in So Feixue's shy expression, he picked up his encrypted phone.

"Then I'll go take a shower first...wait for you!" Sophie Xue said softly, swaying her plump waist, getting up and walking towards the bathroom, making Lin Qianchi's eyes excited, and answered the call from Fu Hongqi, the general manager of the inner steward.

"Director Lin, I want to help your adoptive father escape, but... you also know that you can't avoid the Huang family!"

"Just because the Huang family borrowed Rwan's wealth to eliminate and suppress dissidents, they are also eyeing the political structure of Jiannan Province."

"It's up to man! It's not that there is no turning point and solution. I need to think about it carefully..." Fu Hongqi, the general manager of the Imperial Palace, sighed, but tactfully agreed to Lin Qianchi's request for help.

"Governor Fu, thank you! I'll wait for your news... If I need my cooperation, please tell me directly."

Lin Qianchi said concisely, not feeling happy. Although Fu Hong put down his figure and agreed to help him, he also expressed a sense of embarrassment. After all, the power-heavy Huang family is not easy to deal with.

"Okay! I will notify you if you need your cooperation." Fu Hongqi responded in a deep voice, hung up the phone with Lin Qianchi. He looked at the old man who was energetic and the No. 1 leader of Daxia Su Ruidong.

"Haha, this kid's figure is everywhere! Although he is for brotherhood, he actually interferes in the case of Rwancai..."

"It's lost in the east and the harvest is the Sangyu! Hongqi, since you promised to help him, then you must first shake Qi Yuanshan!"

"But before this, don't let Lin Qianchi's expectations be too high. He will be smooth sailing all the way, which will be detrimental to his growth. Let him bear more pressure!"

"The tighter the press, the higher the bounce!"

"Since some people and some forces cannot avoid it! Then we will take this opportunity to clear up all obstacles for the election in two years...you can let go and do it boldly."

"Hmph, I, Su Ruidong, will never allow the existing governance policies and reform achievements to be deepened and implemented in two years!"

Su Feixue's father, Su Ruidong, the No. 1 leader of Daxia, waved his powerful hands and said generously to his confidant Fu Hongqi.

"Chief Su is planning and will set off a storm of purging the political arena, paving the way for the election of the term two years later!"

"But this time, even the Huang family, which has a huge authority, intends to clean up and purify them... Chief Su, so bold!"

My heart skipped a beat. Fu Hongqi, who had always been silent and calm in honor and disgrace, had his eyes filled with surprise and shock.

...But thinking about the possibility of success and the huge political benefits he gained in the future, he quickly became excited, his eyes became bright and sharp, full of fighting spirit.

Looking at Fu Hongqi's wonderful expression coldly, Su Ruidong's eyes showed admiration. He was still full of confidence in his confidant Fu Hongqi's political sensitivity and struggle experience.

Lin Qianchi knew nothing about the intentions of the leader Su Ruidong. He put down Fu Hongqi's phone number and remembered Qi Yuanshan who was escorted to Yanjing. He didn't know his current situation, so he sent a text message to his brother Fan Jian.

"Medical period...massage another day! An An." Sophiexue was still taking a bath in the bathroom. The text message Lin Qianchi received was the first message from the noble mature woman Wang Fangfei.

"Hehe, my aunt is here well, God is really helping me! There is no need to bother to explain the politeness and excuse me!" Lin Qianchi looked at the text message and was secretly happy.
Chapter completed!