"You misunderstood me. I didn't say who you offended. It's just that we all want you to do a favor. I wonder if Brother Hao is willing to help us?" Lai Languang said with a harmless smile.
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"Help? Isn't this a matter of just a word from Director Lai? Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do? Whether it's going up a mountain of knives or going down into a sea of fire, I, Hao Jian, will never frown!" Hao Jian was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt proud.
Wan Zhangwei patted his chest and promised.
"Brother Hao, what you said is serious. In fact, I didn't ask you to go to the mountain of knives, nor did I want you to go to the sea of fire. I just wanted to invite you to a place!" Lai Languang stood up and came to Hao Jian's place.
Standing in front of him, he patted his shoulder and explained with a smile.
"Going somewhere? Where?" Hao Jian asked with a frown. A sense of vigilance secretly rose in his heart. Lai Languang's performance tonight was completely different from the past. This made him unable to react for a moment.
Come.
"Of course... hell!" Lai Languang said the last two words very softly, as if they were spit out from between his teeth, but they seemed particularly cold, as if they were coming from the Shura Hell.
Hao Jian's eyes suddenly widened, but at this time, he had no chance to react. Because there was a blood hole in his chest where his heart was. And Lai Languang had it in his hands, and he didn't know when it would be there.
He picked up a pistol equipped with a silencer, and at this time, there was still slight smoke coming out of the muzzle.
"Why... why..." Hao Jian looked at the bloody hole on his chest in disbelief, then raised his head and stared at Lai Languang with unsatisfied eyes and asked.
"It's better that you don't know. Just treat it as my brother and I'm sorry for you. I will help you take care of your wife and children, so you can go without worries!" Lai Languang shook his head helplessly.
Hao Jian never understood until his death why Lai Languang, who usually took good care of him, would suddenly kill him. He just sat on the chair like this, and he could not rest in peace until his death.
"Everyone come in!" Lai Languang immediately shouted into the bedroom.
Soon, several young men walked out of it. Of course, one of them had his mouth gagged and Zhao Li, who had been tied into a rice dumpling, was controlled.
"Take care of the scene, make it clean, and don't leave any flaws." Lai Languang stared at Zhao Li for a moment, and then ordered several of his subordinates.
The few young people did not speak, but began to work in the villa after Lai Languang left.
Lai Languang walked out of the villa until he got into his car, then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Hao Jian, Hao Jian, please don't blame my brother for being cruel. I was forced to have no choice!"
As the car started to move, Lai Languang immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Director Lai? Is the matter settled?" Jiang Xiaowen's voice came from the mobile phone.
"Well, Hao Jian is dead. There is also one of his mistresses at the scene. I have asked someone to fake the scene where he committed suicide out of fear of crime. I will personally take over the case." Lai Languang reported directly.
"Very good. I feel relieved when Director Lai is doing his job. Don't worry about Secretary Chen, I will take care of it. As long as you do things beautifully and don't let others get caught, no one can touch you. Do you understand?"
?" Jiang Xiaowen reminded in an old-fashioned way.