Chapter 188
Chapter 188
A quarter of an hour later.
The other two gangsters at Feng Tian's table left their seats.
Feng Tian still sat there eating barbecue.
The guests not far away moved away from them.
Not because of Feng Tian.
But because of Zhao Ji and the others.
Several people in police uniforms gathered there, looking at whoever they were under pressure.
Ding-ling-ling.
Zhao Ji picked up the phone, "What's the matter?"
His face was uncertain, and his voice was several pitches higher, "What?!"
"Are you sure?"
"What?" Zhao Gaofei took a sip of wine and asked.
"Someone died."
"Not an ordinary person?"
"One of the guys who had dinner with me." Zhao Ji's face was gloomy.
It was because a high-level disciple of a big force died that day.
That's why he was valued and targeted by Yu Xuan.
Now another one has died.
What's the situation?
The other party also died in the North Eighth District, which is his territory.
Now it's his turn to be in trouble.
That day, the high-ranking child had no cultivation skills and no talent for cultivation, but his father was very powerful, so he and Zhao Ji had a lot of common topics.
The other party died, probably at the hands of a gangster.
This kind of thing seemed to Zhao Ji to be a small matter.
He is now very good at making friends with various major forces, but it does not mean that he has to do too much for them. After all, he was born in the Zhao family and no one dared to touch him.
It was his bad luck to die at the hands of a gangster. Investigating the truth was not as important as Zhao Ji finding his key.
When the time comes, just push a few scapegoats to deal with it.
But if the second one died, it would be abnormal.
This was a premeditated murder, and it was probably "accidental".
"Who wants to target me like this? Are you looking for death?" Zhao Ji's expression was cold.
Killing the children of the major forces around him and targeting him like this was a bit too much.
Like Yu Xuan, looking for evidence of Zhao Ji's crime and wanting to disgust him openly was fine.
It involved murder, and it was someone who had contact with him.
What does this mean?
Do you want others to know that whoever approaches him, Zhao Ji, will die?
Zhao Ji used to be afraid of those guys who targeted him, and regarded them as hedgehogs, disgusting but unnecessary to fight, and even if he fought, his hands would be covered in blood.
Now the other party is touching his bottom line, becoming a real beast, wanting to eat his cake.
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Gaofei laughed.
"I'm forcing you to find your family by doing this."
The Zhao family is not a hidden family. There are many children like Zhao Ji. Some of the older generation are in high positions, and for them, it's just a matter of a word.
But once Zhao Ji goes to find support and uses family connections, will his achievements in the future belong to him or to the elder who helped him?
This is why Zhao Ji doesn't want to ask his family for help.
He would rather come to Zhao Gaofei than ask his family for help. At least Zhao Gaofei is of the same generation as him, and the other party will not do these "folk chores" like him.
"Go over there and take a look."
"It must be a cultivator." Zhao Ji was indifferent.
"If we really fall out, some people want to continue to be rich second-generations, but that's impossible."
"You have to pay a price for disgusting me."
They left the restaurant, and many people were relieved.
"Brother Feng, they are finally gone." The young man with the white tiger tattoo raised his head and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Zhao Ji is really a jerk, sitting here eating supper.
It's just disgusting.
"Then we..."
"Should we run away?"
"Pah!"
Feng Tian raised his hand and slapped him.
He no longer remained silent, his voice was cold, "Didn't we check his identity later?"
"He's the most fucking person in the police station."
"You said that someone like him came here in person, are you kidding you?"
Zhao Ji obviously might have sent someone, but he didn't.
Coming in person means the problem is more serious, it's a warning.
The other party was able to determine their specific location so quickly, but there are very few cameras nearby, this is a silent threat.
If we really want to kill them, it's not difficult.
This world is not about life and death, but about human relationships.
There's no need to be too extreme, everyone is just trying to make a living.
"Yes..." The young man laughed.
"How long will it take them to arrive?"
"Soon, about ten minutes... You shorty, you don't have eyes!"
Suddenly, the young man with the white tiger tattoo turned his head and looked unhappy.
"Sorry, sorry." On his side, one of the three short middle-aged men bowed repeatedly.
"Go away, you blind guy." The young man spit on the other's pants with a disdainful expression.
Five minutes later, the three short middle-aged men finished their meal and left the restaurant.
"Brother Feng, let's have a drink!" The young man with the white tiger tattooThe young man raised a bottle of beer. Without the police, they ate more and more deliciously.
Feng Tian smiled, "Come on."
"Bang!" There was a light sound.
It was like a flesh-colored balloon suddenly exploded.
The young man who toasted, with a bang, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Feng Tian's eyes widened. Not only the young man, but also the three people at their table, turned into... the fried watermelon in the next second.
A piece of bright red liver fell on the grill next to the guest table.
Sizzle...
The fragrance floated.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The screams resounded throughout the restaurant.
......
"Number 2, you passed."
In the alley, three short middle-aged men made a crisp click, and two figures quickly grew taller.
Only one of the figures changed his face, but his height did not change.
"It's just killing a few ants." The short number two looked calm.
"Just give those cops more work, so they don't hang around on the streets all the time."
One of the voices was quickly enveloped by darkness, "Just one day, don't make any mistakes."
"Haha, it makes me a little itchy." Another person's hair grew, and he suddenly lost his human appearance.
"Is tomorrow night's matter confirmed?"
"It's confirmed. When the time comes, we will 'get on the bus' at a certain time, and the sky will be high and the birds will fly freely from now on."
......
"Uncle Hu, what does this mean?"
On the other side, Zhao Gaofei and Zhao Ji came to a luxurious mansion.
There was a middle-aged man with half white hair inside, and two rows of guards in formal clothes around him, looking very impressive.
However, Zhao Gaofei and Zhao Ji ignored the surrounding environment.
They were tired of seeing similar occasions.
Those guards were only in the innate realm, and they couldn't scare them.
Zhao Gaofei couldn't help but sneer.
When he followed Zhao Yu to some big occasions, such as Xuantian Qizong, he was afraid that any disciple who came out could beat these guards.
"Zhao Ji, I know you have an extraordinary background."
The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Ji, his eyes red.
"I want to know who did this to my son!"
"I got a son in my old age, he's my son!"
"Find the murderer! I must kill his whole family!"
Zhao Ji frowned, "Uncle Hu, this matter..."
The middle-aged man interrupted him, "Help me, after you find the person, I'll give you what you're looking for."
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