How did Zhong Jiahao get so much flour?
Zhang Fan walked out of the shop and started the car.
You don't need to guess what's ahead.
Zhong Jiahao is quite resourceful. Knowing that ordinary methods wouldn't work, he resorted to the same trick again, framing people.
However, this kid had no idea that he had X-ray vision, otherwise he would have been framed by these kids.
At the intersection ahead, just as we turned the corner, a large number of police cars were already waiting.
Armed anti-drug police officers were already waiting.
The writer stepped down; how would he run this time?
There's no way you can escape now!
That little guy is really something, killing two birds with one stone!
"Zhang Fan, we received a report that you are suspected of drug trafficking. We need to search your car."
With a single glance from Wenhao, his men came over, ignoring Zhang Fan's expression, and immediately brought over various equipment and police dogs.
Zhang Fan stood to the side, quietly watching Wenhao's performance.
Why make such a big fuss just to frame me?
This literary giant needs to be taught a lesson.
Wenhao was confident; this time it was Awen who betrayed him, so there was no problem.
Ah Wen was watching from a distance. He personally threw the backpack in; the kid couldn't escape now.
But after a thorough search, nothing was found. Where was the flour? Where did it go?
Not to mention the literary giant, even Awen was dumbfounded. Where was the stuff?
I'm sure I put the thing in, but where is it?
If the things go missing, I'm doomed.
This batch of goods was sourced from us by our boss at a high price; it cost a lot of money.
Looking at the car in front of him, Wenhao made a tough decision and ordered his men to dismantle it.
I just don't believe it. How could something disappear and be swallowed by this kid?
"Captain Wen, this car of mine is very expensive. If we find the so-called drugs, I'll accept the loss. But if we don't, you'll have to pay compensation according to the law."
Zhang Fan looked coldly at Wenhao; this kid was completely out of his mind.
"Tear it down! Tear it down right now!"
Wenhao still didn't believe it. With a command, his men immediately began to work on the car, intending to completely dismantle it.
It's been demolished?
Demolishing it is easy, but don't cry when it comes to compensation.
This isn't the first time the literary giant has targeted himself.
With the author's order, the car was quickly and completely dismantled.
"If I can't find the item, I'll report it to the Inspectorate. Here's the bill; please compensate me for the cost of the damage."
Zhang Fan tossed a bill over.
"Damn it, you're trying to blackmail me, aren't you? A beat-up van, five million?"
The writer was furious. What happened? Where did the things go?
This isn't right.
Where is the stuff?
“The car is only worth tens of thousands of yuan, but the things inside are valuable. This is my purchase order, which contains many precious medicinal herbs. It has detailed records. I think if I sue the inspector, they will have to accept this evidence.”
Zhang Fan sneered.
Knowing that Wenhao wouldn't give up, she prepared these things before leaving.
Precious medicinal herbs? Where are the herbs? Just based on a list?
"Kid, do you know who I am? You dare to scam me?"
Wenhao was furious and immediately drew his gun.
"The whole thing was recorded on audio and video. Look, so many people were watching. What? You want to execute me?"
Zhang Fan remained completely calm, but the literary giant was the one who panicked.
Wenhao was furious. He put away his gun and immediately ordered the team to retreat.
What happened? What exactly happened?
The most panicked person at this moment was Awen. He wanted to explain to the boss, but how could he explain it? Where did the things go?
Awen silently threw away his phone and then began his escape alone.
He knew perfectly well how Xue Ren had died; now it was his turn.
I swear to God I really didn't swallow any flour, so how did it disappear?
But what's the use of swearing an oath to God? The boss definitely won't believe it.
At this moment, Zhong Jiahao was waiting for good news. When he learned that there was no flour in the car, he was furious.
Ah Wen was his confidant, how could he betray him?
He deserves to die!
Zhong Jiahao had no idea that Zhang Fan had tampered with the items; he was simply furious.
“You guys go find Awen. I need him to explain things to me properly.”
A murderous aura appeared on Zhong Jiahao's face.
Several henchmen grabbed machetes and left. Since Awen betrayed the boss, he deserved to die!
Just as the figures of several attendants disappeared at the end of the corridor, Zhong Jiahao irritably picked up a cigarette with his fingers, lit it, and took a deep drag, attempting to relieve his inner anxiety with the stimulation of nicotine.
Just then, the door to the private room, which had been tightly closed, was kicked open with a deafening bang.
A gust of cold wind, mixed with dust, swept in. Then, several burly, broad-shouldered men filed in, their heavy steps seemingly proclaiming their extraordinary nature and the threat they posed.
The leader was even more menacing, wearing an expensive mink coat, but the coat could not completely conceal the ruthlessness and bloodlust emanating from him.
His face was covered with intricate knife scars, like badges recording countless life-and-death battles. Even the bravest child would probably be frightened to tears upon seeing such a face.
As soon as the newcomer entered, he scanned the private room with his sharp, eagle-like eyes. Then, without any mercy, he stomped on the wine bottles and tableware on the table, sending shards flying everywhere with a crisp, piercing sound.
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