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"Who ordered me to..." After the kick just now, Jin Dapeng had sobered up a little. Seeing the dagger spinning on Han Jingmo's fingertips, he swallowed his saliva in fear, but he was used to being a hooligan. He grinned, revealing two withered yellow teeth: "If you want to hit, then hit. Of course, you want to hit that person to death!"

Han Jingmo's face sank, and his aura was cold and terrifying. A flash of cold light passed by, and the dagger that was just playing on his fingertips was inserted into Jin Dapeng's leg the next second.

"Ah--!"

A miserable scream echoed in the messy room. The strong smell of blood spread in the air. Jin Dapeng's legs were shaking like cramps, and blood was gushing out.

"You! You!" Jin Dapeng was completely awake this time. His lips were pale and trembling. He was sweating profusely. His face was twisted in pain. He bent over and hugged his legs and wailed.

Si Ruochen stretched out his hand and fanned his nose. The room was already smelly enough, and with the smell of blood, it was really sour. Apart from being dissatisfied with the smell, he was not surprised at all by Han Jingmo's behavior.

Han Jingmo said calmly, "Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

"I... I..." Jin Dapeng's eyes were red, his dirty face had lost all color, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his face.

Han Jingmo chuckled softly, his voice was magnetic, but Jin Dapeng was extremely frightened, like a death warrant, so scared that he lay on the ground with his hands and feet, trying to crawl away from this man.

But Jin Dapeng was almost scared to death at this time, his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't use any strength at all, and he couldn't even crawl away.

Han Jingmo glanced at the exquisite dagger in his hand, and his cold and emotionless eyes were placed on Jin Dapeng again. Since he didn't say anything, he had to continue.

But at this time, a figure was standing outside the door stealthily, secretly checking the situation inside the house.

After Si Ruochen noticed, he immediately turned around and reached out to grab the man.

But the man was quite skilled and very cunning. After a few moves, Si Ruochen failed to catch him.

Han Jingmo heard the noise and stood up to look. At a glance, he saw Nanchen fighting with Si Ruochen.

"Stop." Han Jingmo asked Si Ruochen to stop and looked at Nanchen, waiting for his explanation as to why he appeared in this place at this time.

Nanchen touched the back of his head and laughed, "Let me do this kind of rough work."

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows.

Nanchen pointed at Jin Dapeng on the ground and said, "Don't dirty your hands with this kind of person. Let me interrogate him. I will definitely make sure he tells the truth."

Then, with a whoosh, he showed the kitchen knife behind him. It was bigger than the average kitchen knife and looked like a knife used to kill pigs...

Han Jingmo's mind moved slightly and he already understood what was going on. It must be Zhao Jingxing who asked him to come here.

Nanchen was also very miserable. He didn't dare to blink his eyes all day. He finally found out that the owner of the car that caused the accident was Jin Dapeng, but he was too late. When he arrived at the place, Han Jingmo was already interrogating him. How could he report to the young master?

The key point is, the young master is not sure what is wrong with him. Today, he is supervising him to carry out his mission, and he is standing 20 meters away...

In short, Nanchen is in pain, but he dare not say it.

Zhao Jingxing, who is 20 meters away, sees Nanchen standing outside Jin Dapeng's house, dawdling and doing nothing. He smiles lazily, but the smile does not reach his eyes. He walks over leisurely and says lazily: "Nanchen, you are really getting more and more useless."

Nanchen is horrified. No, young master! Listen to my explanation, young master!

Seeing Si Ruochen and Han Jingmo in the house, Zhao Jingxing was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face deepened. He glanced at the exquisite dagger in Han Jingmo's hand, and said jokingly: "What a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence." Han Jingmo's eyebrows were cold, and the breath attached to his body was like the frost falling from the top of a mountain covered with snow all year round.

Si Ruochen looked at this and that, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Taking this opportunity, Nanchen walked towards Jin Dapeng with his knife sharpened, kicked Jin Dapeng on the wound on his leg, and threatened: "Hurry up and tell me, or I will beat you so hard that you can't take care of yourself!"

After this kick, Jin Dapeng immediately screamed in pain.

Zhao Jingxing frowned impatiently: "Too noisy."

"...Oh." Nanchen felt wronged. He felt that the young master was just upset because he arrived later than Han Jingmo, so he made things difficult for him.

Since someone was interrogating him, Han Jingmo waited for the result leisurely: "Speed."

Nanchen glared, what right do you have to order me!

Zhao Jingxing curled his lips and smiled evilly: "Listen to him, it will be solved in one minute."

"Yes!" Nanchen did not dare to object and started working immediately.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Zhao Jingxing, and was surprised by his obedience.

Zhao Jingxing's lips were curled up, and his peach blossom eyes were narrowed with laughter. He suddenly patted Han Jingmo's shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Who made me two years older than you?"

This half-compromising and half-joking tone made Han Jingmo's face darken, and his eyes flashed with cold light: "Hand, take it away."

Zhao Jingxing raised his hand, took it away, and took a step away from Han Jingmo. This iceberg is a bit cold.

Si Ruochen was watching the show with relish, and even wanted to cheer, why take your hand away, continue.

In fact, Jin Dapeng couldn't help but want to confess when he was interrogated by Han Jingmo just now. At this time, after being punched and kicked by Nanchen, he said everything: "I'll tell you! Bei Shiqiang gave me money to do it! I just happened to be short of money... It's all my fault for being confused for a moment. I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

Nanchen shouted coldly: "Bei Shiqiang's photo, phone number, and address."

"I don't have a photo, but I have a phone number and address!" Jin Dapeng didn't dare to hesitate and immediately explained Bei Shiqiang's number and address clearly.

Si Ruochen asked someone to take Jin Dapeng back, and then followed Han Jingmo to Bei Shiqiang's address.

Nanchen asked: "Master, what about us?"

"Of course we have to go."

"Yes." Nanchen and Zhao Jingxing also went to Bei Shiqiang's address.

On the way, Han Jingmo's heart suddenly shuddered, and he felt inexplicably panicked. He said to Si Ruochen, "You go find Bei Shiqiang, I'll go back to the hospital first."

"Ah? Okay, I'll call you later." Si Ruochen didn't ask any more questions.

Zhao Jingxing watched Han Jingmo leave, his eyes narrowed slightly, but after thinking about it, there were Han Jingmo's people, his own people, and Lu Guanghan's bodyguards near the hospital, so there shouldn't be any problem, so he took Nanchen to find Bei Shiqiang.

Rushed to Bei Shiqiang's residence, there was no one inside, but seeing half of the torn photo on the corner of the table, Nanchen was surprised: "Isn't this Zhang Qiang? The one who held a press conference with Yan Shengkai some time ago!"

Zhao Jingxing didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, but he knew Yan Shengkai. If it was Zhang Qiang who bought Jin Dapeng to drive a car to hit Lu Wan, then the person behind it was very likely Yan Shengkai.