"Glug, glug glug~~~"
Huang Zheyue clutched her stomach, licked her dry lips, and said to Zhou Mingli, "Uncle Zhou, I miss your braised pork knuckle."
Zhou Mingli, who was sitting quietly with his eyes still closed, said calmly, "We can eat once we get out."
Huang Zheyue: "Can we really still get out?"
He has no idea how long he's been here.
After arriving here, Zhou Mingli looked around and found that there was no one guarding the place. No matter how hard Zhou Mingli kicked or pounded on the locked door, it was like an impenetrable wall and he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
He and Huang Zheyue seemed to have been forgotten here.
Huang Zheyue looked up to the sky and roared, "Is there really no way to get out?"
Zhou Mingli listened to his endless rambling, clearly still not hungry or thirsty enough.
He was too lazy to listen to Huang Zheyue's rambling, so he got up and started feeling around along the earthen wall until his hand reached the part that connected to the door.
This is a wall built along the earth.
Zhou Mingli pressed down on the soil, and the soil, lacking moisture, immediately crumbled.
Zhou Mingli fiddled with his fingers, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.
"You're about to die, and you still want to get out?"
A contemptuous voice sounded.
The closed door was opened.
A blinding light shone on Zhou Mingli and Huang Zheyue's faces.
The two people, who had been in the darkness for a long time, were so blinded by the light that they could not open their eyes.
Zhou Mingli closed his eyes and said in a flat tone, "It seems you're going to flee Beijing like a stray dog."
With just a few simple words, Guo Zhen's face tightened, as if his sore spot had been touched.
He took three steps at a time, rushed up to Zhou Mingli, and punched him in the face.
"I was mindful of my status before and didn't openly confront you. Now that you've pushed me to this point, do you think I'll still reason with you?"
Unlike Guo Zhen, who was well-fed and watered, Zhou Mingli had been without food and water for three days. Even a person of iron couldn't withstand such a hardship.
"You've come here now, aren't you just here to kill us?" Zhou Mingli, his face covered in a scarlet mouth, spat out blood and chuckled, a hint of lucid madness in his eyes. "You don't really think I'm afraid of death, do you?"
"Wait until you're engulfed in flames before you can say that again," Guo Zhen sneered.
"Did you kill my father?!"
Behind Guo Zhen, Huang Zheyue's voice rang out.
He stood up and looked at Huang Zheyue, "I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it."
“Indeed, I sent someone to kill your father.” Guo Zhen smiled. “Not only did I kill your father, I also sent people to your father’s grave to dig up his body.”
Huang Zheyue's mind went blank for a moment.
He stared intently at Guo Zhen, his eyes bloodshot, and roared furiously, "I'll kill you!!"
Before Huang Zheyue could even touch Guo Zhen, Guo Zhen kicked her away.
Huang Zheyue landed on the ground, her already injured body now even more severely wounded.
"You little bastard."
Guo Zhen cursed expressionlessly, turned and walked out. The man who came with him carried a bucket of oil and poured it into the doorway.
Using that sliver of light, Zhou Mingli suddenly lunged forward.
Zhou Mingli's actions caused oil to get on the person who had splashed it.
"Damn it! What are you doing?!" the man cursed angrily.
Huang Zheyue unleashed superhuman strength, snatched the oil drum from the man's hand, and poured the half-full drum of oil onto Guo Zhen without warning!
"Damn bastard!"
"Director Guo, be careful."
With a snap.
A faint light appeared.
Guo Zhen was disgusted by the oil on his body when he heard Zhou Mingli's unhurried, calm yet maddening words.
The slight clicking sound was like a gunshot, sending a whirlwind of ominous premonitions through Guo Zhen's mind.
He looked at Zhou Mingli, only to find that Zhou Mingli had somehow acquired a lighter in his hand.
A small flame flickered on the Flywheel brand lighter, illuminating half of Zhou Mingli's bruised face. The red mark was nothing compared to the fierce flame in his eyes, a flame that could start a wildfire.
He was clearly smiling, but Guo Zhen's brain was constantly sending warning signals.
Tell him to run, run, run!
Guo Zhen is now filled with regret, regretting that he went to all this trouble to come here and watch his subordinates burn those two people to ashes!
Zhou Mingli took in his fear and hesitation.
Zhou Mingli smiled, his steps unhurried, passing the burly man whose legs were trembling and whose body was covered in oil, and walked up to Guo Zhen.
Guo Zhen stepped back. "Zhou Mingli, I can let you go. Put out the fire, and you can leave with Huang Zheyue now. I promise I won't bother you again."
"Hehe... Hahahahaha."
Zhou Mingli laughed out loud, tears streaming down his face, and looked at Guo Zhen with increasing amusement, "Looks like you're more afraid of death than I am, Director Guo."
“If you don’t want to die, tell me what you’ve been up to with Shan Shengshuo. Otherwise, I might accidentally throw something at you because my hands are shaking from being starving for three days.”
Zhou Mingli smiled. "You must really enjoy watching flames burn, right?"
Guo Zhen felt that Zhou Mingli's smile was hypocritical, sinister, and dirty.
He felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat; if he wanted to live, he had to tell the truth.
Guo Zhen's forehead was covered in sweat. After a long while, he closed his eyes and whispered, "I'll talk."
“I followed Shan Shengshuo when he was in Liulichang. Shan Shengshuo was in charge of Liulichang. If anyone wanted to do business with him, they had to pay him money.”
The Shan family had already made their fortune long ago, but Shan Shengshuo's family made their fortune in Liulichang. In Liulichang, Beijing, all kinds of antiques and treasures flowed in and out. The things Shan Shengshuo handled were of all kinds, some legitimate and some illegitimate.
When Shan Shengshuo was in his thirties, he already had a fortune of tens of millions.
At that time, Guo Zhen was a novice who had become a follower of Shan Shengshuo and was doing disreputable things for him.
Poor families would come to Liulichang to have someone appraise their valuable items. Even if the items were good, they would be told that they were unlucky and could only be sold for a silver dollar at most.
You don’t sell?
Ha, once you leave Liulichang, not only will you have to hand over your belongings, but you'll also lose a leg.
Do rich people want to keep their good stuff to themselves even after showing it off?
The next day, guards came to confiscate their property.
If you don't want your property confiscated, deliver the best items to Mr. Shan's door, kneel before him, and kowtow several times. Only then can you save one-third of your family fortune.
Guo Zhen, under Shan Shengshuo's command, had methods for dealing with both the poor and the rich; he was ruthless and committed all sorts of evil deeds.
The Shan family has many connections and is protected by others, so no one has ever dared to touch them.
Later, Guo Zhen and Shan Shengshuo's daughter, Shan Zixin, fell in love.
Dan Shengshuo didn't want his daughter to marry Guo Zhen, that ruthless dog, so he told her about the Wen family boy. However, Dan Zixin secretly had an affair with Guo Zhen and even got pregnant.
Even in his anger, Shan Shengshuo couldn't bring himself to be cruel to his only daughter.
Guo Zhen was transferred from his shady job to a government agency, and he and Shan Zixin began discussing marriage.
An accident took Shan Zixin's life.
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