Just when Jin Qizhe was feeling proud for killing Lin Junyao, a cold voice came from beside him:
"Mr. Jin, you are fine!"
Jin Qizhe suddenly looked out the car window.
But he saw Ye Qingyang's face lying on the car window, like a god of plague, staring at Jin Qizhe.
Jin Qizhe was startled and broke out in cold sweat.
Without saying a word, he quickly locked the door, started the truck, stepped on the accelerator, and left Ye Qingyang behind.
Through the rearview mirror, Jin Qizhe noticed that Ye Qingyang was chasing after him desperately, and he was running.
"Hmph, Shabi! No matter how fast you run, can you catch up with my car?"
Jin Qizhe sneered, turned the steering wheel, made several turns, and drove out of the alley toward the eastern suburbs of Qingzhou.
Driving to an abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs, Jin Qizhe made sure that no one was following him, so he took out a large barrel of gasoline from the back seat of the car.
This car became the vehicle responsible for the accident and he had to get rid of it.
However, at this time, a cold voice appeared next to him.
"Mr. Jin, why did you run when you saw me?"
Jin Qizhe suddenly looked around, only to find that there was nothing else around except barren mountains and weeds.
Am I too nervous?
Are you hallucinating?
Jin Qizhe didn't dare to delay any longer and started pouring gasoline on the car god.
After pouring gasoline on it, he wanted to light it up, but suddenly he couldn't find his lighter.
"Is this what you are looking for?"
A voice came again, and then the door of the carriage opened a small crack, and a lighter was thrown out.
"Who? Who's in there?"
Jin Qizhe shouted, took out his pistol, and slowly approached the car.
This was a refrigerated truck. The rear compartment was completely enclosed. The two doors were locked. It was unknown when someone got inside.
"Bang!"
Jin Qizhe suddenly opened the car door, pointed his pistol in, and found Ye Qingyang sitting cross-legged in the dark car.
When Jin Qizhe saw that it was Ye Qingyang, he was shocked at first, wondering why this guy was so haunted and had hidden himself in my carriage at some point.
The next second, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Humph, if you dare to follow me in this wilderness, don't blame me for being rude.
Let you and this car be scrapped together today!
Jin Qizhe pointed his pistol at Ye Qingyang: "You really dare to follow me here and seek death!"
Ye Qingyang looked dull and even asked coldly: "I'm coming here just to ask you a question, who sent you to kill Lin Junyao?"
"Haven't you figured out the situation yet?" Jin Qizhe sneered: "Now I'm pointing a gun at your head. I can kill you at any time!"
Ye Qingyang turned a blind eye to Jin Qizhe's gun and asked again: "Let me ask you one last time, who sent you to kill Lin Junyao?"
"Shabi!"
Jin Qizhe cursed loudly and shot Ye Qingyang directly in the head!
"boom--"
The bullet penetrated Ye Qingyang's head, but no blood flowed out.
The next second, Ye Qingyang's body suddenly turned into a small paper man, which fluttered and landed in the carriage. A hole was punched through the paper man's head by a bullet.
"what happened?"
Jin Qizhe was shocked!
However, because he fired a shot, the bullet penetrated the roof of the car, the spark ignited the gasoline, and the entire car burned instantly.
He turned around and wanted to escape from here, but a hand came out from behind and twisted his wrist forcefully. His wrist suffered severe pain and the pistol fell to the ground.
Then, a strange force pushed him directly into the carriage!
"Boom!"
The carriage door slammed shut, and darkness instantly enveloped the place.
Jin Qizhe pushed the car door hard, but found that the door seemed to be welded shut and could not be pushed open.
The fire was burning fiercely, the temperature in the carriage rose sharply, and the heat wave could steam people to death.
Jin Qizhe yelled crazily: "Ah - help - Ye Qingyang, let me out!"
"You haven't told me yet, who sent you to kill Lin Junyao!" Ye Qingyang's voice came from outside the carriage.
"I said, I said, the big boss asked me to kill Lin Junyao!"
His life was almost gone, and Jin Qizhe couldn't care much at this time.
"Big boss?" Ye Qingyang gritted his teeth: "Why did the big boss kill Lin Junyao?"
"Because the Lin Group previously hindered the big boss's business layout in Qingzhou, as the enemy of the big boss, it must be eradicated!" Jin Qizhe said anxiously: "Ye Qingyang, let me out first, I will be roasted to death, ah——
"
"Do you know where the big boss is? Take me to see him!" Ye Qingyang said.
"I don't know about this. I'm just a little guy. I don't even know what the big boss looks like!" Jin Qizhe said.
"Then what value do you have?" Ye Qingyang asked.
"Ye Qingyang, you can't do this. I've said everything you asked me to say. Please let me out quickly, ah-ah-" Jin Qizhe's cry for help became increasingly miserable.
Ye Qingyang picked up the pistol on the ground, walked to the front of the car, and shot directly at the fuel tank under the driver's seat.
"boom!"
The truck exploded and burst into flames.
"How dare you kill my woman? How can I spare your life?"
Ye Qingyang snorted coldly, turned around and left calmly.
...
At this time, inside a castle villa with Gothic architecture.
In the dim room, a beautiful sand painting was projected on one wall, and a pair of slender, slightly dry hands were painting gently.
"Big boss, Fengshen's phone call."
The servant handed over the phone respectfully, quickly exited the door, and closed the door tightly.
"What's going on?" came a hoarse, deep voice.
"Big boss, in order to atone for his crime, Jin Qizhe caused a car accident and killed Lin Junyao. He asked me to report to you. Can he be considered guilty of meritorious service and be reinstated?" Fengshen asked.
"Oh? I remember there was an obstacle next to Lin Junyao named Ye Qingyang. Ye Qingyang is not dead yet. Can Jin Qizhe kill Lin Junyao?"
"Yes, Big Boss, I have confirmed with him again and again that Lin Junyao has been killed by him!" Fengshen said.
"Since he has this ability, by the way, let him kill Ye Qingyang and complete the task. There will be many rewards!"
"Yes, big boss!" Feng Shen said.
However, less than five minutes after Fengshen hung up the phone, the servant hurriedly brought a mobile phone, opened a piece of news and presented it to the big boss.
"Today, a major traffic accident occurred in our city. A refrigerated van hit a woman at the intersection of Tianshun Street and Changyang Street. According to the news, this woman's identity is the president of Lin Group in our city.
Lin Junyao..."
"Fortunately, the car accident did not cause any harm to Ms. Lin, and in the next half hour, someone discovered the vehicle involved in the accident in an abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs!"
"Unfortunately, the vehicle involved in the accident was charred and the driver was buried in the flames. It is initially determined that he committed suicide out of fear of crime!"
"The above is our report!"
...
Turning off the phone, the big boss erased the sand paintings and said harshly: "Ye Qingyang, it seems that I really can't underestimate you!"