Wang Chao lowered his eyes. It was not pleasant to be fooled, but he admitted it.

Underestimating the opponent is fatal. Wang Chao remembered what Qian Yong said when he left Zhongzhou. As early as then, he should have thought that the old fox's ambition would never be dependent on his plan.

There is always a win or loss in the game. This time he lost because he was too arrogant and thought he could predict the future that others did not know, but such a future is unpredictable.

The timing changed rapidly. If he lost this time, he would win back. This time, Qian Yong really passed.

Wang Chao crumpled the newspaper into a ball, and his expression changed again and again. He didn't want to understand Qian Yong's life so much, at least he had to save his life before Wan Mao got it.

Now, Qian Yong must die, and he will never allow the old fox to leave Jinzhou alive.

Thinking of this, Wang Chao raised his lips and asked Xiao Jie for a bowl, and walked out silently.

The little guy pursed his lower lip and followed him secretly, and followed him all the way to the grocery store at the intersection of the street.

Wang Chao bought incense and continued walking forward with a bottle of Laobaigan.

The alley chosen by Wang Chao is getting deeper and deeper and more and more. There is a bridge further ahead. The river water under the bridge has been drained and is now overgrown with weeds.

After getting on the bridge, Wang Chao stood in the center of the bridge and said to himself: "The tracking skills are almost done. Next time I remember to walk against the wall and avoid light. The shadows reflected by the light will betray your traces."

The little guy curled his lips and stood up from under the bridge pier. She looked down at where she was standing, but found no sign.

"You knew I followed you for a long time, why did you just say it now?" The little guy got on the bridge and stood beside Wang Chao. She looked at him for a while and pulled his sleeve, "You are in a bad mood."

Wang Chao didn't say anything, opened the bottle cap and poured the bowl full.

"Little Loach, I want to kill someone, that person must die."

The little guy nodded, and she watched Wang Chao take out his saber, cut open his palm, and blood fell into the bowl.

When one drop, two drops, scarlet blood occupied half a bowl, Wang Chao drank it in one breath. He smashed the bowl without leaving a drop, and then inserted a fragrant piece of incense in the place where the bowl was smashed.

The smoke slowly burned gas. Wang Chao lit a cigarette and stood still staring at Shixiang.

The smoke blurred his face. The little guy standing beside him raised his head and looked at the determined Wang Chao through the fog.

"I can help you."

Wang Chao nodded very lightly, waited until the incense burned out, took the little guy's hand and returned to Xiao Jie's residence.

At this time, the sky was completely dark.

The funeral procession came back, and several people walked towards here in maroon clothes.

The person in charge was the person who was the leader holding Grandpa Wu’s photo. His name was Wu Hao, Grandpa Wu’s grandson. He was followed by two people. Wang Chao remembered that one of them was a suona player, and the other had no impression.

The three of them greeted Wang Chao at the door and pushed the door open and entered directly.

"Brother Jie, the reporters are gone, the security team members take the people back, and Lao Chen and Lao Lu are also taken away. They said they were taking them back for routine questions. I asked Qiangzi to follow him, but I haven't returned yet, will something happen?"

"What? The person was taken away?" Xiao Jie stood up, and he frowned and asked, "Have you contacted Lawyer Song? Didn't you repeatedly remind you that you can't leave with the public security team, why don't you have a memory?"

Wu Hao blushed nervously, wanting to explain but dare not.

"If the security team wants to take people away, any reason is fine. If you can still arrest them, then it's not a question, just custody." Wang Chao rescued Wu Hao, "Is the bulldozer still outside?"

Wu Hao nodded gratefully, "It's still here, the security team's car is also there, and there are many people coming outside, I don't know what to do."

Wang Chao thought for a while and said, "Look for a few smart people to get along with those people. As long as the bulldozer moves, you will build momentum. As long as the emotions of those people are aroused, they will not be able to move here."

Wu Hao looked at Xiao Jie, who vomited smoke, "Do as he said."

"Grandpa Wu's body is still in the house?" Wang Chao saw Wu Hao nodding and pondered for a moment and continued: "I will find someone to come and guard the corpse, disperse all the useful people, and inform you of your current situation as much as possible."

"Those reporters cannot cause big waves, and online public opinion will be suppressed soon. We have to seize this opportunity and force out those who can make decisions." Wang Chao looked at Xiao Jie when he said this, "When you have to, dead people can also use them."

Xiao Jie suddenly looked up, and Wu Hao was excited to step forward and pull Wang Chao's collar.

The little guy stood in front of Wang Chao and stared at Wu Hao with big eyes clearly distinguished from black and white. "My brother-in-law is right. I can understand even a child. Don't you understand?"

Wang Chao took the little guy behind him and touched her head, "Little girl, I'm so weak that I'm going to let a baby protect you. But I agree with your words. This is my suggestion. Should you decide whether to make the decision?"

After saying that, Wang Chao picked up the little guy, "They shouldn't take action tonight. If you are willing to believe me, Lin Xiao knows what to do next? My people will wait outside Tonghe Street. Even if you refuse, I will ensure your personal safety as much as possible. This is the reward for raising the little loach."

Without waiting for Xiao Jie and Wu Hao's answer, Wang Chao walked out with the little guy in his arms and left Tonghe Street directly.

After returning to his residence, Wang Chao made several calls and handled the matter on Tonghe Street before he walked to the balcony to smoke.

Under the night, he looked extremely lonely.

The cigarette butt flashed and disappeared, and the last red dot disappeared, and the phone rang.

Wang Chao picked it up and took a look, walked back into the house, picked up the car key and left.

The car drove towards an industrial area in Jinzhou, far away from the city center, and there was a night market outside the park.

There is a home on the long street, so Wang Chao parked the car, lowered the brim of the hat and walked in.

There weren't many people in the bar, and there were a few tables sitting scattered with people drinking and playing cards.

Wang Chao saw a man with his back facing the door in the corner, wearing a hat and a windbreaker, leaning against the wall with his body shrank.

Wang Chao sat down opposite him, and it was not easy to find this place. He looked at the person opposite him and it took so long to see him, and he was all thin and disfigured.

"You should be glad you still have value, Chen Letian."

"I know."

Chen Letian sniffed, picked up the beer on the table with both hands and poured it down.

"After you got off the boat, someone had asked Qian Yong for me, and then I was out of the post." Chen Letian spoke quietly.

More than half a month ago, Wang Chao got off the boat in Zhongzhou. When he and Chu Bei left the dock, they met with an inconspicuous private car.
Chapter completed!