Chapter 559 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 50
Huo Ze's eyes were cold as he slowly said, "Unfortunately."
As he spoke, he moved the muzzle of the gun down along the other person's side of the face.
Zhu Chengcai froze, not daring to move an inch. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and his face showed fear. He opened his mouth to beg for mercy.
With a "whoosh," the gun barrel was shoved into his mouth.
Zhu Chengcai was terrified, and his chattering teeth left a series of "rat-a-tat-tat" sounds on the muzzle of the gun.
His bulging eyes were filled with terror.
Just as I was about to make a sound, I felt the gun barrel go in a little further.
They gave us absolutely no chance to beg for mercy.
Deputy General Zhang stepped forward and said, "Young Marshal, it would be good to shoot him dead so that everyone here can see."
Huo Ze raised an eyebrow and said coolly, "As a young marshal, I should naturally have the magnanimity to tolerate others. How can I take his life just because he said something inappropriate while drunk?"
Deputy General Zhang: "The young marshal is right."
Instead of relaxing, everyone present became even more tense.
Huo Ze's deep, unfathomable eyes glanced casually at the renewed hope on Zhu Chengcai's face, and he asked Zhang, the adjutant, without changing his expression, "Has any murder occurred today?"
Deputy General Zhang: "A severed finger was found in a pork shop on Minzhu Road, and the pork seller's daughter, Zhang, has disappeared without a trace."
After speaking, Zhang, the adjutant, glanced at Zhu Chengcai and continued, "A few days ago, someone saw Zhu Chengcai and Zhang struggling. I suspect that Zhu Chengcai is related to the severed finger and Zhang's disappearance."
Huo Ze understood, nodded slightly, put away his gun and tossed it to Deputy General Zhang, "Take him back and investigate him thoroughly."
The deliberately emphasized word "good" reminded everyone present of a certain phrase.
If you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext.
That's just an excuse.
Even if Zhu Chengcai doesn't die, he'll be badly injured.
Zhu Chengcai was so terrified that he didn't even know how he was led out of Chunmantang.
The head of Chunmantang came out and greeted them with a smile: "Young Marshal Qin has been waiting for a long time in the private room on the second floor."
The private rooms at Chunmantang are not something you can book just because you have money.
Led by the family head, Huo Ze leisurely made his way up to the second floor.
Only when his figure completely disappeared at the top of the stairs did the guests in the lobby dare to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Zhu Chengcai, Zhu Chengcai, he almost got me killed!"
"It scared me to death. That gun felt like it was pressed against my forehead."
"Nowadays, who in the northern city doesn't know that Marshal Huo highly values his wife? Zhu Chengcai was just indulging in a moment of pleasure while drunk!"
"Exactly, if you don't care, will it get published in the newspapers? If you don't care, will you have a grand display of cannons firing around the city?"
"But then again, when did a pork shop open on Minzhu Road? Isn't that area full of bookstores?"
"Who knows? If Young Marshal Huo says it exists, then it exists. Let's not investigate this matter; preserving our lives is the most important thing."
Although the people at the tables relaxed a bit, they still didn't dare to be too bold.
The whispers and murmurs buzzed through the lobby like swarms of mosquitoes.
The folk song on stage continued, but no one was listening anymore.
Qin Yuanqing and Bai Yuling originally planned to return to the city, but they suddenly received a telegram in the morning. Due to the urgency of the matter, they met with Huo Ze.
Qin Yuanqing said with a heavy expression, "According to reliable sources, various organizations, large and small, have cooperated to rise up in Fucheng, attacked my stronghold, and are now heading towards Beicheng."
Bai Yuling: "This matter is not simple. I suspect that other countries have played a significant role in stirring things up."
Qin Yuanqing: "Initially, a group of college students protested in the streets by waving white flags, which later inspired some other people to join in, causing the group to grow larger and larger."
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