Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

After Dong Zhiyong got out of the car, the gun in the young man's hand was aimed at the back of his head.

"Raise your hands and put them where we can see them. Mobile phones are not allowed, you know?" Zhang Zhiguo said coldly.

Dong Zhiyong complied immediately.

"It seems that you, Young Master Han, like to kill donkeys." Dong Zhiyong said, "But I would like to ask, how much did Han Yulong pay you? Let you kill me?"

Zhang Zhiguo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Do things for us Young Master Han, no matter how much money you have, you have to do it."

Dong Zhiyong sighed, and said: "You people, it's really pathetic, you do this kind of thing without taking money."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, kill him!" Zhang Zhiguo said quickly.

"I can give you as much money as you want."

As soon as Zhang Zhiguo finished speaking, Dong Zhiyong immediately said: "You know, I have a company with hundreds of millions of funds. Can Han Yulong give you so much money?"

Hearing Dong Zhiyong's words, Zhang Zhiguo and the two young men glanced at each other.

Dong Zhiyong could tell right away that they had acted on what he said.

"Mr. Dong, give me your bank card and tell me your bank password. Maybe I will consider saving your life." Zhang Zhiguo finally said.

"Okay, okay, here is my bank card, you take it."

Zhang Zhiguo took the bank card and said, "Mr. Dong, if there is a loss of 5000 million in this card, then don't blame me for being rude!"

"Yes, yes!" Dong Zhiyong said, "There are 8000 million in it, all of which belong to you."

Zhang Zhiguo handed the bank card to one of his subordinates and said, "You drive to the bank to check the balance, and you have to come back here in 15 minutes."

"Yes."

His subordinates immediately took the bank cards and drove away from the scene.

Dong Zhiyong wiped the sweat off his face.

Although he had a chance to breathe temporarily, he didn't know if Zhang Zhiguo's subordinates would kill him again after they came back.

There are indeed 8000 million in the bank card.

But can 8000 million buy back one's own life?

After the other party gets the money, will they still kill people?

Judging by Zhang Zhiguo's appearance, the possibility of killing him is very high.

Thinking of this, Dong Zhiyong said: "Old Zhang, I don't know how much money you made with Han Yulong, but I think I can make you worry-free for the rest of your life."

"With your 8000 million, we have no worries."

"Haha, it's not necessarily 8000 million for the three of you, right? Besides, wouldn't Han Yulong kill you?"

Hearing Dong Zhiyong's words, Zhang Zhiguo froze for a moment.

"Impossible, Young Master Han is not such a person."

"If I am useless to him, I can let you kill him. If you are useless, will you be killed too? After all, you know more than me."

Zhang Zhiguo didn't answer his words immediately, as if he was thinking about what Dong Zhiyong said.

"Actually, you just want me to spare your life?" Finally Zhang Zhiguo said, "No problem, I won't kill you later, as long as you transfer all your assets to me."

Dong Zhiyong grinned: "No problem, I like to work with a straightforward person like you."

In about 15 minutes, their car drove over quickly.

When it got close to them, the car stopped abruptly, the lights were turned off, and a person came out from inside.

"How is it? Is there 8000 million in it?" Zhang Zhiguo asked his subordinates who got out of the car.

"Yes, there are 8000 million." His men said.

Zhang Zhiguo was overjoyed, and said, "It seems that this time we can really earn some pension..."

Before he finished speaking, he swallowed again abruptly.

Because he saw that another person got out of the car.

"Brother Zhang, he, he..."

His men were speechless in fear.

The person who got out of the car raised the bank card in his hand and said with a smile, "Isn't it a bit of a loss to buy a life for 8000 million?"

Hearing this voice, Dong Zhiyong and Zhang Zhiguo's heads buzzed.

Because it was none other than Yang Xiaobao who spoke.

They never expected that Yang Xiaobao would follow.

This, what the hell is going on here?

"You, how could you..."

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "How did I come here? It's very simple, your subordinates brought me here."

It turned out that after Yang Xiaobao went back with Yin Rui, he sent the license plate number of the killer's truck and the phone number to contact the killer to Wu Zhonghua in the provincial capital.

He asked Wu Zhonghua to check the license plate number and phone number.

Wu Zhonghua quickly found out for him that this car was a truck belonging to Chuncheng Han's company.

And that phone number is a new number that was created secretly and cannot be investigated.

Hearing that the big truck belonged to the Han family, Yang Xiaobao immediately realized that it must have something to do with Han Yulong.

So he borrowed a car from Yin Rui and stood guard at the door of Yahe restaurant.

Sure enough, that night, he saw Dong Zhiyong leaving with Zhang Zhiguo and the others.

Yang Xiaobao drove his car to the outskirts of Chuncheng, but because the road they walked was very remote, with no street lights and no vehicles passing by, Yang Xiaobao's car could be easily spotted, so he decided to get out of the car and follow.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaobao saw the returning car on the way.

How could he take such a good opportunity?

After Yang Xiaobao controlled Zhang Zhiguo's subordinates, he easily asked the details of the incident.

Zhang Zhiguo knew that the matter had been revealed, so he winked at the man with the gun.

His subordinates immediately understood what Zhang Zhiguo meant, aimed their guns directly at Yang Xiaobao, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Oh!"

A flash of fire flickered in the darkness.

At such a short distance, ordinary people would definitely not be able to dodge this shot.

However, what they were facing was Yang Xiaobao.

After Zhang Zhiguo saw the shot, Yang Xiaobao was still standing there perfectly, and he felt a chill down his spine.

Yang Xiaobao smiled, and said quietly: "You can't beat me to death."

For these people, this voice is undoubtedly the voice of the devil.

They were all terrified there.

With a flash of Yang Xiaobao's body, he directly flashed in front of the guy with the gun.

Only then did the guy react, with an "ah", he dodged his body back, raised the gun in his hand, and wanted to pull the trigger again.

But this time Yang Xiaobao would not give him a chance at all.

This guy felt his lower abdomen was hit hard, and the whole person flew out.

The gun in his hand did not know when it fell into Yang Xiaobao's hands.

Yang Xiaobao turned around and aimed his gun at Zhang Zhiguo.

"Oh!"

Yang Xiaobao pulled the trigger.

Zhang Zhiguo screamed, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with one leg.

"Be honest." Yang Xiaobao said coldly, "Otherwise, no one will leave alive today."

"Yang Xiaobao, we have no grievances with you, why do you want to fight us?" Zhang Zhiguo gasped because of the pain, and asked, "It is Dong Zhiyong who wants to kill you, and our Young Master Han is here to help you get rid of Dong Zhiyong."