Chapter 328 Where is My Wife?
Assistant Fan's heart skipped a beat.
Liang Chihui's expression clearly showed that the other party was a tough guy.
"Who is Duan Zhiguo?"
"Among the big local tyrants in Southeast Asia, eight out of ten illegal factories are owned by the surname Duan." Liang Chihui supported himself against the wall with one hand, keeping it a secret. "My mother, I, and Duan Zhiguo had a feud."
Duan Zhiguo has his roots in Malaysia and Thailand. He stays in the country temporarily either for vacation or to negotiate business. The Duan family has no property in Hebei Province, so this "deal" will naturally be negotiated with him.
"They won't hurt Miss He, right?"
Liang Chihui's right hand couldn't stop shaking. He took out his lighter and aimed for a long time, but couldn't aim at the cigarette butt. The flame rose and extinguished, extinguished and rose again. He suddenly smashed it on the door panel.
This startled the executives in the conference room and they leaned over to look.
"Where's my mother?"
"Mrs. Yao's flight is in the evening, and she's transferring to Thailand. Her business there is on hold for the next half year, so she'll go back and make some arrangements."
"Tell her to stay."
Assistant Fan was confused. "What's the point of Madam Yao staying?"
"If I can't solve it, let my mother replace He Sang." Liang Chihui didn't hesitate.
"This..." Assistant Fan didn't dare to say anything.
Several female subordinates were waiting for the employee elevator next door on the first floor with afternoon tea. As soon as the door of the chairman's exclusive elevator opened, Liang Chihui walked out briskly. In the past, when employees greeted him, especially female employees, even if he was in a hurry, they would stop and nod, responding politely.
Today, he seemed not to have heard it. He jumped down the stairs and bent down to get into the car.
Assistant Fan looked through the company gate and noticed that Liang Chihui's face was getting paler and paler, without a trace of blood.
The Bentley turned out of the intersection and the light was yellow.
Liang Chihui rushed over, steering the wheel with one hand and opening his phone's address book with the other, dialing Liang Jishen's number, then hanging up the phone in an instant.
He took a long breath and threw it on the passenger seat.
If Duan Zhiguo is too vicious and plays dirty tricks, no one can control him except Liang Jishen.
Liang Jian's name is very famous in Southeast Asia. Most of the gray figures of the same period as Duan Zhiguo were defeated by Liang Jishen, so Duan Zhiguo is somewhat afraid of him.
But this disaster was caused by himself. He failed to protect He Sang, and he was unwilling to move Liang Jishen out.
Liang Chihui turned off the engine, rolled down the window and looked at the manor.
An anti-theft electric grid and drone interference system are installed above the wall, and the gate has two security checks. All male visitors must go through security checks first.
There are five luxury cars lined up in the garage, including a modified off-road jeep in military green with reinforced bulletproof glass. It is not allowed on the road in China because the model is too flashy. He also modified one and parked it in the basement of Bixi Mansion, but he has never driven it.
With this show, we are serious.
This group of thugs are retired soldiers from Southeast Asia who guard the royal vehicles. They are more than capable of dealing with ordinary bodyguards. There are at least twenty retired soldiers lying in ambush on all sides of Taiyuan.
If it were a group fight, he would be at a disadvantage.
Exhausted to death.
Liang Chihui smoked a cigarette in the driver's seat until only the butt was left. He lit a second one, unlocked the car, and got out.
The skinny guy who kidnapped He Sang took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Liang Chihui has appeared."
The intercom buzzed, "How many people?"
Skinny Monkey confirmed again and again, "He himself."
“That’s pretty crazy!”
As the intercom was hung up, seven or eight thugs quickly gathered around.
The scene was extremely evil.
Liang Chihui lowered his eyes and stretched out his arms slowly. The group of people didn't understand what was going on and felt weak.
He was wearing a black suit and black trousers, with lush green banana leaves beside him, which made him look black and white, with clear outlines and a sense of hostility.
"No body search?" He held a cigarette in his mouth and raised his eyelids.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion without reacting.
"Search him!" Skinny Monkey raised his chin. "We're on Grandpa Duan's territory, why should we be so timid?"
Liang Chihui's face turned slightly blue, as if it was the coldest time of winter when a snowstorm was approaching. He glanced at the dirty hand groping on his chest, grabbed it suddenly, flipped it over his shoulder, and swung it 360 degrees, causing the man to fall headfirst onto the ground and his feet to the sky. His forehead was bloody and his eyes were covered with blood.
The powerful arm strength created a strong wind, and they all retreated.
Liang Chihui did not waste his energy. He knew very well that these were just minions and the real powerful ones were in the house. He stepped sideways past them and walked inside, bumping into them along the way.
Liang Chihui was the type with delicate skin and tender flesh among men, but he did not expect that in a fight, his muscles and bones would be so hard, as if they were covered with a layer of iron sheets. Even a human wall could not stop him at all. However, he was nimble and nimble, and he tightly strangled the neck of the skinny man who was giving orders.
The skinny monkey couldn't breathe, his pupils were dilated, and his teeth were bared.
"Remember this, this is Grandpa Liang's territory. There is no one named Duan in Hebei Province." Liang Chihui let go and kicked open the entrance door of the wooden corridor.
The sudden appearance of a tall figure startled the butler, who hurried back to report to Duan Zhiguo, "Mr. Duan..."
"Duan Zhiguo, you're fucking tired of living like this, right?" Liang Chihui sat down, spread his legs, took off his suit, and slammed it on the housekeeper's head. "You're doing well abroad, enjoying the good life with women, and you come to Ji Province to yell at me? I'm ignoring you, are you done?"
The butler took off his suit, Liang Chihui grabbed it and threw it on his head, "Did I ask you to take it off? Put it on."
The butler let his suit cover him and remained motionless.
Liang Chihui took a look around, and found every door was closed. His eyes finally fell on the small wooden door from which a woman's voice came, "Where's my wife?"
Duan Zhiguo crossed his fingers, swirled his thumbs back and forth, and leaned against the back of the sofa with a half-smile on his face. "My wife is with me."
Liang Chihui stood up and ran straight to the wooden door.
"Mr. Liang, aren't you being too presumptuous? This is the Duan Mansion."
"So what?" Liang Chihui held the door handle. "You kidnapped my wife. Isn't that outrageous?"
"I have the capital to be presumptuous, but you don't." Duan Zhiguo took out a civilian hunting rifle from the hunting ground and pointed it at Liang Chihui. "I went in there yesterday to shoot rabbits and wild boars. This thing is quite useful, so I brought it with me. I heard that the hunting ground has reported it to the police and they are looking for it."
He slowly pulled the trigger.
Liang Chihui's back stiffened.
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