Chapter 110: The Plague God
I picked up the photo frame on my bedside table, which had a picture of three people in it. Looking at the boy in the middle, I suddenly thought of the boy Liu Hao had fought for me not long ago. It turned out that he was Feng Qingxiang's son, Feng Bo.
"Hehe...... Your son? Not bad, how about this, you don't have a choice, do you? Why don't we play a game?"
"Not playing, Feng Qingxiang heard me say I want to play games, and refused without hesitation."
Why don't you believe me?
"Feng Qingxiang thought to himself, 'You're just joking and playing games with me, will my son still have a life? The Sun family has such great power, but wasn't Sun Hao played to death by you?' "
"It's better to believe in ghosts than to trust you, the Sun family gave you tens of billions and you still killed Sun Hao."
"I heard Feng Qingxiang refuse without any hesitation, 'Hehe... One smile: You really have no energy, you even refuse to play fun games."
The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and the strange smile made Feng Qingxiang's heart tremble.
Looking at Feng Qingxiang's face which had turned slightly pale with anger, the thrill of having control over someone's life and death surged up in his heart, an indescribable excitement.
"Looking at Feng Qingxiang, I narrowed my eyes slightly and continued: Don't want to play? No way, you have no right to choose. You only have two paths to take. One is to help me solve the matter, and the other is to play a game of death with me. If you win, your son will return unharmed, and I won't force you to do things for me again. If you lose, your son will disappear. I give you three minutes to choose."
Time passed bit by bit, and fine beads of sweat slid down his face. He didn't know what to do. As a mayor, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? He hated this guy in front of him so much that he wanted to shoot him with a gun, but he was very clear in his heart that even the Sun family couldn't do anything to him, let alone a small mayor like him.
The time has come, tell me the answer.
Feng Qingxiang looked at me as if he was looking at a devil, and said weakly: Alright, I'll think of a way to get Liu Jianmin out, but it's impossible for him to return to his original job.
"I heard his response and intentionally showed a disappointed face: Alas, don't you have any other way? You really disappoint me, I thought you would choose the second option, but I respect your decision. Tomorrow I want Liu Jianmin to return home safely without incident, is that okay?"
Feng Qingxiang nodded.
I stood up and walked out, Feng Qingxiang felt a relief in his heart, glad to have finally sent away this jinx. But before he could even let go of this feeling of relief, he heard me say "oh" and walk back, saying: Oh right, I forgot to ask you something else.
Feng Qingxiang looked at me with confusion.
I walked up to him and said softly: You should know where that document stolen by Silver Fox went.
"What? You've done it all of a sudden, and you don't even care about your body being covered with the quilt, making your wife burst out laughing and exclaim: How did you know this thing?"
"This time he was really frightened, his face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down from his temples."
"What's the big deal? Don't worry, even if I get that document, I won't do anything to you. I just want to make a small fortune, and if I get it, I'll sell it to you anyway, so you won't have to go around looking for it. Why not?"
Besides, I'm not a patriot either, I'm only interested in money.
"Feng Qingxiang knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, even if he didn't say anything. If he didn't speak up, I would expose the matter and none of them could escape."
