freenovelworld Chapter 222: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 222: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Hu Qi's gunshots and shouts were both fierce. His shout worked. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire cell became as quiet as a chicken.
Even the bearded man put down his wine glass, lowered his eyes, and hid his murderous intent.
These bastards are really...
Wei Miaoxiao frowned and suddenly felt that the meat in his mouth didn't taste so good anymore.
"Who, who fired the gun?"
Cai Ge's cousin rushed in with a group of prison guards, pointing their rifles at Feng Chuanfeng and Hu Qi's gang.
Hu Qi raised his head and looked at Feng Chuanfeng, but unfortunately this man just stared at the kid holding chopsticks with a gloomy face and didn't give him any instructions.
Hu Qi had no choice but to raise the certificate in his hand and said, "The Investigation Department is handling the case, so mind your own business."
Cai's cousin rolled his eyes, but before he could say anything, the other prison guards beside him had already put away their guns and stepped back a few steps, looking as if it had nothing to do with them.
He cursed inwardly and could only put down the gun in his hand awkwardly.
In all systems, prison guards have the lowest status and have to call everyone "big shot".
He secretly speculated in his heart that looking at the situation, the kid his cousin was looking after was in great danger, and his plan was likely to fail.
Feng Chuanfeng walked to Wei Miao's cell, slowly squatted down and looked at her.
When Wei Miao looked at him, he forced a smile on his ordinary face and said in a gentle tone:
"Little brat, we meet again."
"Who are you?" Wei Miao asked.
When Feng Chuanfeng heard Wei Miao's question, he remembered that he had hardly met this boy.
Yesterday, the kid was so scared that he was shaking in the torture chair and was busy crying. I'm afraid no one had time to pay attention to him.
Because Feng Chuanfeng was wearing tailor-made trousers, it was very uncomfortable for him to squat.
So he made some slight adjustments, cushioning his toes and pushing his knees forward to shift his body's center of gravity, and then he felt a little more comfortable.
"I've come to bring you something."
After Feng Chuanfeng finished speaking, he took a schoolbag from the person behind him, turned it over with his backhand, and the things in the bag fell out.
Wei Miao stared at the thing on the ground.
There is Wei Ling’s small wallet, Wei Ran’s exercise book, Wei Li’s pencil case, Wei Ling’s pink hair flower…
But in a moment, murderous intent filled her drooping eyes.
It had been a long time since she had been so eager to let a human die.
Feng Chuanfeng had been staring at Wei Miao without blinking from the beginning, but he found that the kid seemed unmoved.
This wouldn't work. From what he knew, this guy was very protective of his own people.
I worked as an errand boy for Lu, earning a high salary to support my younger siblings in school and to hire a maid for my parents. . .
If it weren’t for the fact that the kid from the Wei family was attending a high-level school, and there were constant patrols around the Wei family.
But the people he sent were unable to take action in the French Concession.
According to his idea, it would be easier to just capture the man, put his fingers and ears on the ground, and let the boy take a look.
Now I can only use these things to scare the kid. Feng Chuanfeng smiled and continued:
“Little brother, the sweet osmanthus in the osmanthus is very fragrant. You don’t want your parents, sisters, and brothers to not be able to smell the sweet osmanthus next year…”
After he finished speaking, he showed his sharp white teeth at Wei Miao with a chilling smile on his face.
Wei Miao sighed softly and raised his head slowly.
Feng Chuanfeng's expression froze slightly, and the smile on his face froze.
There was a faint light in the little boy's narrow, upturned eyes, as if covered with frost, without any human presence, like a ferocious beast crawling in the darkest night, ready to attack.
He was the prey of the beast, unable to move or speak.
Wei Miao stared at the ordinary-looking human in front of her without blinking. He exuded a smell that made her feel disgusted and nauseated.
In the past, she always ignored such humans. After all, this was a world dominated by humans, and she was just a passerby. . .
But at this moment, Wei Miao suddenly felt that the meanness and greed of the human race itself was really an eyesore...
She moved slightly closer and whispered in Feng Chuanfeng's ear through the cold railing, whose face was distorted:
"I guess you'll never smell any flowers again in your life."
Wei Miao's body was covered in a strong smell of blood. This was the blood that Aunt Pang sprayed on her. It was very red and hot.
Feng Chuanfeng wanted to yell at her for her wishful thinking, and wanted to laugh and scold her for her ridiculous naivety.
But he opened his mouth several times and no sound came out.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of Hu San who died inexplicably.
Fear instantly spread throughout his body.
What was even more terrifying was that when he looked up, he suddenly saw someone sitting behind Wei Miao, grinning at him.
At the same time, he made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hand.
He knew that person. He was Wang Zhendong, the man for whom the old man had offered a million-dollar reward.
When the bounty came down, he, like everyone else, dreamed of getting rich.
Even though he didn't care much about money, one million dollars is something that many people can never get in their entire lifetime.
More importantly, if he could catch this person, he would have both a bright future and wealth.
The bright future is just around the corner.
There is always a way out. If this kid refuses to admit his mistake, Wang Zhendong can help him break the impasse.
Feng Chuanfeng's heart was in turmoil, and countless thoughts and plans flashed through his mind.
But he tried to open his mouth, but it was in vain. He wanted to turn his head to talk to his men, but he couldn't move at all.
When Lu Pingsheng came in, what he saw was a scene where Wei Miao and Feng Chuanfeng were almost face to face in a stalemate.
He raised the gun in his hand without any hesitation and fired three shots at Feng Chuanfeng.
To everyone's horror, three bloody holes appeared on Feng Chuanfeng's back.
Even so, Feng Chuanfeng was unable to move, and didn't even make a sound. He seemed to be under a spell, squatting on one knee.
Hu Qi stared at the blood on Feng Chuanfeng's back and it took him a long time to react. He led the people from the Party Affairs Investigation Office and pointed their guns at Lu Pingsheng.
Just at this moment, Zhang Chengan and the police stepped in, surrounded the few people with guns pointed.
Zhang Chengan looked at the bloody hole on Feng Chuanfeng's back and felt annoyed. How did the situation become like this?
How could an antique dealer named Lu have a gun?
The key is who the hell dares to set foot in his police station.
He couldn't eat or sleep well these past few days, fearing to offend this person or that person. He had planned to just ignore it, but a phone call still brought him back.
Others can talk nonstop, but he has to listen to what the Bai family says.
The Bai family is his immediate superior. His wife is right. If anything goes wrong, there is a tall man to take charge. He is just a small fry who follows orders.
Obviously this was not the time to complain. Zhang Chengan made a quick judgment and spoke to his subordinates behind him.
"Take their guns off."
As he finished speaking, the patrolmen behind him rushed forward and the guns in Hu Qi and his group were taken away.
"Do you know who we are? How dare you attack us..." Hu Qi roared.