2852: C2852 Blood Debt

C2852 Blood Debt

His dad's twisted face clearly showed that he was extremely angry. Although he was a popinjay, he still knew how to avoid trouble, and he knew that his dad was in a bad mood, so he lowered his head and said, "You guys go out first."

She left the room in shock and bewilderment.

Only Wen Feng and his son were left in the room.

Wen Taiping poured tea for his dad and asked, "Dad, you hit me, I was in the wrong."

When Wen Feng saw his son's good attitude, most of his anger disappeared. His son's red face was shocking and his heart softened. Dad has been educating you all these years. You have to be a good person and do your job well. What if Dad falls down one day? "

Wen Taiping was shocked, "Dad, it can't be that serious."

Wen Feng shook his head and said seriously, "Things are not as simple as you think. "I originally thought like you, things are pretty stable. With the protection and support of the Yellow Division and Boss Wang, taking down the commander in chief would not be a problem. However, what happened next woke me up and placed all my hope on them, so I might fail miserably."

Wen Taiping was surprised, "Dad, the relationship between Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong is just like that, how could it be a threat to you?"

"I saw a person in the meeting room today. This person might be the key to the change of events." Yang Guoyong is very close to this person, I suspect that he used his relationship to protect Yang Guoyong. "

Wen Taiping asked, "Who is it?"

Wen Feng said, "Yang Ping."

Wen Taiping shouted, "It's that brat! He actually dares to appear in the Tiandu's residence. He must be tired of living. Is that a place he can go? "

Wen Feng looked coldly at his son.

Wen Feng might be older than Yang Ping, but his intelligence was too lacking. Wen Feng might be older than Yang Ping, but his intelligence was too lacking. Wen Feng might be older than Yang Ping, but his intelligence was too lacking.

Wen Taiping felt that his dad's expression wasn't right so he smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry. As long as you become the Director, I will follow the route that you set."

Wen Feng sighed and said faintly, "I hope so."

Wen Taiping knew that his dad would calm down, so he left the room to let him calm down.

Wen Feng sat on the bed and puffed his cigarette. Smoke filled the room, making him seem unreal.

He was like a hungry wolf in the dark, making a call that he hasn't used in a long time. Actually, he didn't want to call, but he had no choice now, if he didn't have a way to get on, he would lose all hope in the future.

The call connected.

"You've thought it through?"

The voice on the other side was very cold, causing the room's temperature to drop instantly. Wen Feng's body trembled and he almost lost his grip on the phone.

"I agree to your conditions."

Wen Feng gritted his teeth.

"Condition?"

the other side asked.

Wen Feng took a deep breath and said coldly, "I want the position of the Great Director, and I want to kill someone. This person's name is Yang Ping. "

There was silence.

Wen Feng's heart raced.

"I can help you with the position of the Great Director, but the price you have to pay for killing Yang Ping is not enough."

Wen Feng's reply angered him. He had already decided to sell himself to the other party. Was that not enough? Wasn't a young man like Wen Feng, a second-in-command?

As if anticipating Wen Feng's reaction, the other party sneered: "Don't think too highly of yourself. If we want to kill Yang Ping, the price that we have to pay isn't enough even if we use our entire Yun Province. Do you understand? "

Wen Feng said in shock, "Is Yang Ping really that important?"

The other side didn't have the mood to care about Wen Feng, nor did they need to answer Wen Feng's question. "Wait for the news." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wen Feng's expression kept changing. Finally, he let out a long sigh and revealed a tired expression.

He did not see it. On the floor of the ceiling, there was a flickering red dot, like the eyes of a devil in the dark. He could see everything clearly.

In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the northern part of the city.

The grass was thick and tall, taller than a human head.

In the workshop, a group of black clothed people were gathered there, their expressions cold and rigid as they observed the computers in front of them. These computers were monitoring equipment, sent here via satellite, allowing them to clearly see every single person that the Dragon City wanted to monitor. These computers included Huahang Edifice, municipal buildings, and, of course, the homes of some important figures.

The scene of Wen Feng making a call just happened to appear on the screen.

He didn't move at all; he was like a rock. If it wasn't for the occasional blink of an eye, he would have thought that this person was a zombie. The strange thing was, this person's eyes were white and gave off a demonic aura.

A car came to the door.

Minister Huang got off the car and walked straight to the workshop. He came to the back of the flat-headed man, bowed, and said with a respectful tone, "Master, something went wrong. Someone from the higher ups is interfering with the transfer of personnel. "

The square-headed man nodded and said, "As I expected, if Wen Feng could easily take the position of Bu Zheng, then my opponent would appear too weak."

Department Huang stood up and hesitated, "Should we add more weights? Wen Feng is worth a lot, so we can use him a little."

The flat-headed man sneered and said, "Take a look for yourself."

A subordinate called out the video of Wen Feng making the call.

After looking at it, the Yellow Division's face turned pale. They kneeled down and shouted, "Master, it's my problem. I didn't have the qualifications to check Wen Feng properly."

The flat-headed man ignored the yellow department and looked at his subordinate and asked, "Have you found the source of the call?"

The technician turned his head and said, "It's hard to trace, but we can be sure that the other side of the phone is in Dragon City."

The flat-headed man said indifferently, "Interesting."

Minister Huang waited nervously.

The man waved his hand and said, "Let's go back first." Waiting for the results of the competition between the two sides. "

The Yellow Division wanted to speak, but hesitated.

The crew cut man continued, "If you find any problems, abandon Wen Feng immediately. We can't let Wen Feng get in the way of our plans. Besides Wen Feng, aren't there still other candidates? "

The Yellow Division was stunned for a moment before they were overjoyed.

The position of Dragon City Governor did not necessarily mean that Wen Feng had the qualifications to sit on it. If both sides were to fight and were in a stalemate, there would definitely be other candidates. According to his master's wishes, he could gain benefits from the fight.

High, it really was high.

The Yellow Division left.

Silence returned to the abandoned factory.

The flat-headed man turned his head and looked out into the starry sky. His white pupils flickered as he muttered, "Time is almost up. The debt of blood from twenty years ago will be paid back in twenty years." Yang Ping, although this is a sin your master committed, countless people want to kill you. "0

"You are Xuan Jizi's disciple."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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