Murong Bingyu shook her head and said, "I know the weight of the Kowloon Gold Card, but I have already used it tonight and spent a lot of money. Favor is something that should be used once and less, so that I can figure it out! Don't worry, it's still worth it.
We are not at the end of our rope.”
"I……"
Qin Chuan wanted to say that if he really asked the Wei family for help, it would be too late for them to be grateful...
But Murong Bingyu stubbornly shook her head to dissuade her, saying: "Don't waste your connections, let me do it myself!"
"……All right!"
Seeing that she was so serious, Qin Chuan had no choice but to give up, otherwise it would only hurt her self-esteem as a sister.
"Actually, Qilin Group is one of the three mountains in Jiangcheng after all. Its biggest competitor is Ma Fudou of Tianli Group. As long as it can be proven that he was the mastermind of today's car accident, then all problems will no longer be a problem."
Murong Bing said.
Qin Chuan was very pleased when he heard this. In such a chaotic situation, other people, such as Ma Shan, would have collapsed.
But she was able to stabilize her mind in defeat and find the best breakthrough.
Very talented indeed.
…
At this moment.
Swan Lake Banquet Hall.
Although it was very late, the party was still not over. People were not drinking, but were depressed and afraid.
They were afraid that Qin Chuan would retaliate against them in the future.
Someone who is qualified to own the Wei family's Kowloon Gold Card must be a very important person, and a casual word can make them bankrupt.
"Ma, Mr. Ma..."
Li Guosheng and Li Xueli said tremblingly, "Why don't we... go find that Qin Chuan to apologize again! Otherwise, we will all be dead..."
Snapped!
Snapped!
Mahfud slapped them each and said angrily: "Shut the hell up!"
The two of them were trembling from the beating and did not dare to move.
Ma Fud took a puff of cigarette and said depressedly: "Why does that kid have a Kowloon Gold Card? Impossible, absolutely impossible, what is going on..."
"But that card is indeed real. This is absolutely true."
Gao Tiancheng on the side said distressedly.
At the same time, I felt extremely regretful. Looking at it this way, the string of Master Cikong Buddha beads might be real, and I was really blind...
"Do you think there is a possibility? He picked up the card?" Li Xueli said at this time.
Snapped!
Gao Tiancheng also slapped her and shouted angrily: "Idiot! Do you think that card can be picked up casually?"
Mahfoud's eyes lit up and he said: "Perhaps, it is really possible! I heard that the Wei family appeared in Jiangcheng today. What if the Wei family accidentally lost it? These days, birds often fall to death.
, there are still times when a turtle accidentally drowns.”
"But, what if it's a gift from the Wei family?"
Gao Tiancheng said depressedly.
"impossible!"
Ma Fud waved his hand and said, "Li Guosheng knows the identity of that kid best. He is just a country man. How can such a person have trouble? Moreover, he is still a bastard of the Qin family, and his mother was forced to death by the Qin family.
, How many people dare to get close to such a person?"
Hearing this, Gao Tiancheng thought thoughtfully and said: "Looking at it this way, it really doesn't look like it was a gift from the Wei family, so there is only one possibility left... He picked it up!"
"Definitely is!"
Mahford finally relaxed at this moment, and his eyes became cold, "Damn! I was frightened by that bastard, but it doesn't matter, they will pay the price soon!"
He immediately took out his mobile phone and asked his subordinates: "How is the driver?"
"Don't worry, I gave him one million, and he was very happy, saying that he would never make so much in his life, and we also sent a lot of people to watch..."
"Very good! Don't give Murong Bingyu any chance!"
"..."
The next day, early morning.
The bright sunshine shone in through the window. Qin Chuan got up and stretched out, feeling very comfortable.
With family members around, everything is filled with happiness.
At this time, he saw Murong Bingyu had put on clothes early and was sitting on the sofa with a tired face, as if he hadn't slept all night.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
Qin Chuan asked.
When Murong Bingyu saw him waking up, she didn't want to put any pressure on him. She immediately changed her look to a relaxed look and said with a gentle smile: "It's nothing. You're awake. I'll make breakfast for you."
She really didn't sleep all night.
We spent the whole night arranging people to approach the truck driver, hoping to capture him for interrogation.
However, Ma Fud arranged too many people to guard her, including many experts. The several waves of people she arranged all returned without success.
This will be very detrimental to today's trade fair.
"By the way, sister, I have something to go out for. I'll just have something to eat outside. I'll go to the trade fair later!"
Qinchuan Road.
After the car accident yesterday afternoon, he left a message to the truck driver, asking him to wait for him at Longquan Lake Park this morning. Whether he lives or dies, he decides for himself!
In the park, the air is fresh.
Many people are doing morning exercises, some doing Tai Chi and some running.
Qin Chuan came to the Longquan Lake in the park, glanced around, and did not find the driver. He was a little confused: "It seems that the guy is not afraid of nightmares, but he still hasn't slept all night? In that case, let's add more fuel to the fire!
"
He sat cross-legged, then took out a spiritual talisman stained with a little blood, kneaded it and practiced the hand skills, and shouted: "Underworld, ghost evil, the king of hell in the ten palaces... hurry up like a law, break it!"
…
In a certain community, in a room.
The truck driver looked at the stacks of red banknotes and was so excited that he stayed up all night.
To be able to earn so much without hurting anyone is truly a blessing gained through eight lifetimes of cultivation.
He didn't notice that his Yintang was getting darker and darker at this time...
A few thugs were playing poker in the living room, and there were wine bottles and banknotes everywhere on the table.
After playing all night, everyone yawned.
"It's better to stop playing around and don't let people down!"
Someone reminded.
"It doesn't matter. The guy was so happy that he didn't sleep all night. Even if we weren't here, would he be willing to leave? Besides, you are the winner. What the hell are you talking about? Come on, keep going..."
A few people continued to fry gold flowers.
At this time.
The truck driver in the room suddenly felt that something was possessing him. His body was startled and his whole body twitched!
He wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make a sound at all.
Then, everything went dark!
With a "clang" sound, a huge and fierce King of Hell sat in front of him, staring at him with both eyes...
"Yes, yes, yes... dreaming?"
The truck driver was so frightened by this King of Hell that his legs went weak, and he was sweating heavily on his back.
"Dreaming? You have a beautiful dream!"
King Yama's ghost-like voice sneered, "You are now in the underworld, the hells of the ten directions!"
The words fell.
All around the darkness, various miserable sounds and scenes of illusions began to appear.
There are decapitated ghosts looking for their own heads, some being fried into oil pans by Yaksha, and there are also countless ghosts wailing in unison, it’s like a hellish scene!