Teng Weixiang's driver, Lao Zhang, was knocked unconscious and stuffed into a trash can. The method was exactly the same as what happened to Wu Zhaochen before. Zhan Lele immediately thought of the enchanting female killer he met at Le's birthday party. Zhan Lele secretly thought something wrong.
Okay, I jumped up and ran quietly towards the villa hall.
At this time, Teng Weixiang and Mayor Xia had already walked out of the reception room, and walked into the hall chatting and laughing.
When everyone saw Teng Weixiang and Mayor Xia, they quickly gathered around them, saying hello and making friends. It was very lively.
The melodious sound of the piano still sounded in the hall. Teng Weixiang raised his wine glass and clinked it with others, wishing Mayor Xia's daughter eternal good fortune and long-lasting beauty.
At this moment, the door to the lobby was opened, and a man wearing a driver's uniform walked in.[
The two security guards standing by the door of the villa lobby reached out and stopped the driver. The driver whispered a few words in their ears, and then the two security guards stood in awe and quickly gave way to him.
Zhan Lele really wished he could step on a hot wheel, so that he could fly to the lobby of the villa in an instant.
When she ran into the hall panting, she found that Teng Weixiang had already disappeared.
Mayor Xia and other distinguished guests were chatting and laughing, but Teng Weixiang could not be seen beside him.
"Mayor Xia, where is Mr. Teng? Where is he now?!" Zhan Lele's brain buzzed, and then she didn't care about any etiquette. She rushed directly to Mayor Xia's face with an anxious look on her face.
He asked.
Everyone was originally chatting and laughing together, but when Zhan Lele called out like this, everyone was stunned and focused their attention on her.
Mayor Xia's face didn't look good either. He coughed lightly, and then said in a sullen tone: "Mr. Zhan was called out by his driver, as if he had something important to say."
Hearing these words, Zhan Lele's little head made a roaring sound again, but she was still a step too late.
Without everyone paying attention to her, Zhan Lele rushed out of the villa hall like a little leopard and began to look for Teng Weixiang's figure around the villa.
There was a joyful atmosphere everywhere in the Xia family villa, and beautiful and cheerful music could be heard everywhere.
There is a swimming pool of considerable size in the backyard of the villa. At this time, Teng Weixiang followed a uniformed man and walked slowly to the side of the swimming pool.
"Okay, let's talk here. Who are you and what do you want to tell me?" Teng Weixiang stopped and said coldly to the uniformed man in front of him.
"Hehe..." The man in uniform let out a cold laugh, then slowly turned around.
His face could not be seen at all under the cover of his big-brimmed hat, except that his chin was extremely thin, giving people a fierce look.
"Mr. Teng, I heard that you have been assassinated many times recently. Is this true?" The uniformed man's eyes flashed dangerously under the shadow of the hat brim.
Teng Weixiang stared at the uniformed man in front of him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Yes or no, it seems to have nothing to do with you. If you have nothing else to do, then please Wei Xiang will accompany you."
Teng Weixiang learned courtesy from an early age. No matter who he was talking to, he nodded slightly towards the uniformed man in front of him, turned around and left.
"Mr. Teng, if I knew who was behind the scenes, would you be more interested in knowing?" The man in uniform obviously didn't want Teng Weixiang to leave, so he shouted something like this.
Teng Weixiang's slender eyes narrowed slightly, then he looked at the man in uniform and said with a smile: "Tell me, what are your conditions?" [
For this kind of person, Teng Weixiang naturally knows that he will not tell him such valuable information in vain. If he wants to obtain it, Teng Weixiang must pay some price. The rules of the business world are to some extent the same as the rules of other walks of life.
They are connected. As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome. Of course, this is not the meaning of this sentence. I just want to say that Teng Weixiang understands this ever-changing rule.
"This matter is very important. If Mr. Teng wants to know, please come closer. I don't want others to hear it, otherwise my own life will be in danger." The man in uniform said sincerely to Teng Weixiang.
Teng Weixiang hesitated for a moment, and then he decided to move closer. He always wanted to know who was behind the scenes to kill him.
Seeing Teng Weixiang walking towards him step by step, the uniformed man's mouth curved into an imperceptible sneer, and then he slowly moved his hand behind him.
In an instant, a bright dagger appeared in his hand.
At this time, Zhan Lele was looking for Teng Weixiang's figure in the entire villa compound. He searched all over the left and right front of the villa, but never saw the slightest trace of Teng Weixiang.
In desperation, Zhan Lele had no choice but to run to the backyard of the villa to check, but saw Teng Weixiang standing with a man, and Teng Weixiang was approaching the man.
A cold light flashed in Zhan Lele's eyes, and then her sunglasses noticed the dagger in the man's hand.
"Mr. Teng, be careful, he has a knife in his hand!" Zhan Lele saw that it was too late to rush forward, so he had to clasp his hands beside his mouth and shouted loudly at Teng Weixiang.
Hearing Zhan Lele's voice, Teng Weixiang's body immediately stopped, and a look of doubt appeared on his delicate face.
"Ha, if you want to know who is the killer, then use your life as the reward!" The man in uniform suddenly showed his fierce look, waved the knife in his hand and stabbed Teng Weixiang in the abdomen.
A bright cold light flashed across Teng Weixiang's face. Teng Weixiang's expression changed slightly, and then he dodged to avoid the sharp dagger.
The man in uniform thrust his sword into the air, leaving no gap for Teng Weixiang. He turned around and stabbed him again, leaving no gap for Teng Weixiang.
This man in uniform still has quite a bit of skill, otherwise Teng Weixiang's skill would have captured him long ago. Until now, Teng Weixiang was avoiding in some embarrassment. His suit had also been cut several times, revealing the snow-white shirt underneath.
Zhan Lele had no choice but to stand aside and worry. Even though her flying knife was always on target, Teng Weixiang was entangled with the murderer at this time, so she did not dare to attack randomly for fear of accidentally injuring Teng Weixiang.
"Damn it, what should I do?!" Zhan Lele scratched his head hard, hoping that his little brain could come up with a reliable way to deal with this murderer.
But to Zhan Lele's surprise, her little mind went blank at this critical moment, and she couldn't even think of anything.
Just when Zhan Lele wanted to beat herself to death, her eyes were fixed on a piece of watermelon rind above the ground.
For a moment, Zhan Lele's eyes lit up, and she thought of a good idea.
Just let the murderer slip on the watermelon rind, and then he can be subdued.
Zhan Lele almost wanted to call herself a genius in her heart. She stood in front of the watermelon rind, calculated the murderer's next move, and then raised her feet towards the watermelon rind.
The watermelon peel immediately spun and fell to the feet of Teng Weixiang and the killer.[
Seeing that the next scene was about to be staged according to Zhan Lele's scheduled plan, unfortunately, it was not the murderer who stepped on the watermelon rind, but Teng Weixiang.
Teng Weixiang felt his feet slip and his center of gravity suddenly became unstable. Then he screamed and fell into the swimming pool.
"Oh my God!" Teng Weixiang was shocked by his masterpiece.
The murderer's attack was fierce, but he realized that Teng Weixiang suddenly fell into the water. He immediately raised his dagger and tried to stab Teng Weixiang in the water.
With a chirping sound, drops of blood flowed from the murderer's wrist, and then a dagger was seen piercing the murderer's wrist.
"Uh..." The murderer's dagger fell into his hand, his expression immediately changed, and he glared at Zhan Lele fiercely.
With a whoosh, another small flying knife came over and hit the palm of the murderer's other hand.
"Don't move any more, or the next part will be your head!" Zhan Lele shouted coldly at the man in uniform.
The man in uniform did not expect that a small bodyguard would be so good at throwing knives. He stood there in shock and did not dare to move, for fear that his head would be stabbed.
At this moment, several bodyguards heard the unusual noises and rushed over from the back of the villa. Then they rushed forward and subdued the murderer.
Zhan Le was happy to see the murderer subdued, and he breathed a sigh of relief. However, the breath did not last long before he was lifted up again. He saw that Teng Weixiang, who fell into the swimming pool, did not come up for a long time and seemed to have sunk to the bottom.
No way, can’t this Teng Weixiang know how to swim?!
Zhan Lele was so frightened that she hurried to the swimming pool and shouted at the water waves below: "Mr. Teng! Mr. Teng! Teng..."
Before Mr. Teng finished speaking, Zhan Lele's voice stopped, and a spray of water sprayed directly onto Zhan Lele's face. It immediately bloomed on her small face, soaking her big sunglasses.
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Then Teng Weixiang emerged from the water and sneered at Zhan Lele: "Mr. Zhan, did you just throw the watermelon rind to frame me?!"
When Zhan Lele heard what Teng Weixiang said, he was so frightened that he quickly shook his head and waved his hands, explaining himself: "Mr. Teng, you misunderstood, that's not what happened. I originally wanted to let the murderer step on the watermelon rind. I really
I didn’t mean for you to step on it..."
"Oh, if that's the case, then I, Teng Weixiang, stepped on it because I didn't have eyesight?" Teng Weixiang's slender eyes glowed with a cunning look, and he smiled mischievously at Zhan Le.
Zhan Lele suddenly said, but what he wanted to say in his heart was: Why should you blame me for stepping on it yourself? You are so kind and treat me like a loser!
"Are you scolding me in your heart?!" Teng Weixiang suddenly stared at Zhan Lele closely and asked in a cold voice.