Chapter Twelve On How to Become a Master in Women's Clothing (12)
The person who opened the door was a man in a gray Chinese tunic suit. After confirming that Jinzhenshan was here, he immediately informed others.
Five men in the same clothes rushed into Su Shu's room instantly. The leader pointed at Rong Qiqi and Xu Hun: "Take them away."
Xu Hun signaled Rong Qiqi not to act rashly. These people were obviously not with Jin Zhenshan. Let's see where they were taken and what their purpose was.
Rong Qiqi hid behind Xu Hun in "fear", Xu Hun also pretended to struggle a few times, and the two of them were blindfolded and escorted into the car.
"Hurry up." Xu Hun felt someone pushing him from behind. After getting off the car, his hands were tied with a rope. He guessed that Rong Qiqi's situation was similar to his.
Rong Qiqi counted the steps silently. As he walked, he could clearly feel the wind blowing in his ears and face. The floor was bumpy, and he would step into puddles if he wasn't careful.
"Crack."
Xu Hun heard someone complain: "I'll go, this shabby place hasn't been renovated yet-"
"Shut up!" one person yelled at the other person.
After taking a few more steps, Xu Hun and Rong Qiqi were both pushed in the back, followed by the sound of a door closing.
Both of them thought at the same time: It's an iron gate.
"Lao Xia, who is this woman?" A hoarse and deep voice said.
"I don't know. When we arrested Jin Zhenshan, this woman was in Su Shu's room with him."
"Let them go."
"But...your body..."
"Lao Xia, you talk a bit too much." There was an added pressure in his voice.
The black cloth surrounding Rong Qiqi's eyes was loosened, and he blinked to adapt to the brightness around him. The walls were made of black and purple stone bricks, and the corners were covered with moss because they were too damp.
A few white woven lamps were sparsely hung on the ceiling, and one or two lamp tubes were blackened, so the indoor light was not very bright.
This place is like an interrogation room in a dungeon, with simple furnishings and no other furnishings except a desk and a few chairs.
Sitting behind the desk was a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue Chinese tunic suit. His eyes were like poisonous snakes waiting for their prey. He made no secret of his scrutiny of Rong Qiqi. As long as Rong Qiqi relaxed his vigilance a little, he would show off two words in the next step.
A big fang bit Rong Qiqi's white and tender neck fiercely.
Xu Hun strode to the opposite side of the middle-aged man, held the edge of the table with both hands, his huge figure almost blocked the middle-aged man, and looked directly at him without fear: "What do you want from me?"
The man called Lao Xia was about to pull Xu Hun away, but Feng Han stopped him: "You go out first."
Lao Xia looked at Feng Han worriedly: "I'm afraid you'll be alone——"
"Get out!" Feng Han was obviously impatient and raised his voice in a low tone.
After Lao Xia went out, Feng Han looked away from Xu Hun, pointed at Rong Qiqi and said, "Why don't you introduce me to your old friend?"
"Old friend"? Does a person like Jin Zhenshan still have friends?
Xu Hun carefully considered what this man said. After all, he was confused about this situation and said sarcastically: "Old friend? Are you worthy of calling me a brother?"
Regardless of whether he was a true friend or not, with this "invitation method", Xu Hun was sure that this person and Jin Zhenshan would definitely not deal with each other.
Besides, Jin Zhenshan’s purpose is to squeeze out Su Ruiwen and control City C, and he will never share the benefits.
Since Feng Han is Jin Zhenshan's enemy, his target is also City C.
Xu Hun cleared his mind and was not as unsure as before.
"So it seems that you don't accept the cooperation proposed by us? Are you sure you can defeat Su Ruiwen alone?"
Feng Han looked at Xu Hun like a weak ant: "Do you like her?"
Rong Qiqi tried his best to distance himself from the relationship with Jin Zhenshan, waving his little hands hurriedly: "I have nothing to do with Zhenshan."
"Little girl, what's your name? Don't be afraid, let's make friends." Feng Han had a friendly smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Just call me Xiaorong. Uncle, are you Zhenshan's friend?"
Feng Han's fake smile froze on his face. Is he that old?
Jinzhen Mountain protected this woman very well. His people had stayed under Jinzhen Mountain for so long, but there was no news about this woman.
"Young people today are very polite." Feng Han emphasized the word "polite" and added: "Didn't Mr. Jin mention me? Mr. Jin and I worked together under Mayor Su. You should be here
You have seen me in the news. Let me introduce you formally. I am Feng Han, the chairman of Shengquan Group. Mr. Jin and I are old friends. Come to my house for tea when you have time."
Of course Xu Hun understands what Rong Qiqi means. As long as Feng Han mistakenly thinks that he has grasped Jin Zhenshan's weakness, he will let down his guard.
Xu Hun grabbed Feng Han's collar, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try to trick her, or you won't know how you died."
Feng Han sneered and said, "Just like how you killed Su Shu? That old guy from the Su family has only a few days to live. As soon as I let this news out, do you think Su Ruiwen will let you go?"
Xu Hun's eyes widened and he was "very shocked" by Feng Han's words. He suppressed the panic in his voice and said: "You said I killed someone and I killed someone? Why should Su Rui believe you?"
Feng Han threw the photos in his pocket at Jin Zhenshan's face. Not only were there screenshots of Jin Zhenshan's chat records about Su Shu going out, but they also captured Jin Zhenshan's bodyguards tampering with Su Shu's car.
One of the pictures fell not far from Rong Qiqi's feet. Rong Qiqi picked it up and took a look. The picture showed Jin Zhenshan hugging Su Shu's blood-covered body, with a trace of sadness and reluctance.
Xu Hun looked through every photo and complained about Jin Zhenshan's lax handling of things. At the same time, his mind was also racing on how to deal with it next.
Jin Zhenshan's plan must only be known to his close friends. Now that the plan has been exposed, Feng Han secretly planted someone beside him.
Feng Han is not a fuel-efficient person who can quietly arrange himself under the influence of Jinzhenshan.
Feng Han admired Xu Hun's livid face and leaned back leisurely: "City C is not big or small, the people under you are not quick at work, so please change them as soon as possible."
The corners of Xu Hun's eyes twitched, and there was a vicious cold light under his lowered eyelids. He didn't speak for a while.
As Jin Zhenshan's power became stronger and stronger, Su Ruiwen knew that he would soon be unable to control him.
Although Jin Zhenshan has been with Su Ruiwen for a long time, Su Ruiwen has never really trusted Jin Zhenshan.
In particular, Jin Zhenshan relied on the bar to collect intelligence and win over people, which made Su Ruiwen a little more afraid, so he cultivated Feng Han as a tool to suppress Jin Zhenshan.
After staying in Vanity Fair for a long time, who doesn’t want to climb higher?
Feng Han was fed up with being oppressed by Su Ruiwen and Jin Zhenshan.
If Jin Zhenshan is a dog beside Su Ruiwen that does not protect its owner, Feng Han is worse than a dog. At most, he is the dog leash that temporarily holds Jin Zhenshan.
Rong Qiqi gently placed the photo he picked up on the table and whispered, "Do I join you so that I can let Zhenshan go?"
"Of course, I will not hurt my partners. Although Su Shu has no competitiveness, after all, he is Su Ruiwen's only child. Before he died, Su Ruiwen burst out with fatherly love and left everything to Su Shu. Thank you Mr. Jin for taking the initiative to solve the problem for us.
A big worry."
Feng Han gave Xu Hun a thumbs up.
"Who is your person beside me?" The photos became tighter and tighter, and half of the originally smooth photos had creases.
Feng Han looked hesitant: "This..."
"Be sincere when talking about cooperation. I don't like people staring at me." This chapter has been completed!