One second Huo Zhaotang had a happy expression on his face, but the next second his expression changed completely, and he roared with a look that looked like he could eat someone alive.
You broke your promise!
"Do you even qualify as a businessman?!"
Aren't you afraid that there are gods watching from above?
Mo Ran, who was almost at the warehouse gate, couldn't help but turn around and come to Huo Zhaotang again when she heard this!
"Mr. Huo, I strongly disagree with what you're saying!"
"Why is it that when I lie, there are gods watching over me, but when you deceive others and lose everything, you get nothing?"
"I...you..."
Seeing that Huo Zhaotang was speechless, Mo Ran's lips curled slightly, revealing a crooked-mouthed war god expression, and then she continued.
"Mr. Huo, I know that you wealthy people believe in feng shui!"
"If you've already decided on that location, just let me know!"
"Although your body certainly can't be buried anymore, I've still inherited your entire estate,"
"Although I'm not a good person, I am also a grateful person. I will definitely build you a cenotaph in the auspicious burial site you've chosen!"
As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, his underlings immediately and skillfully began mixing cement and pushing out gasoline drums!
grass!
Should I thank you for helping me erect a cenotaph?
Upon seeing this, Huo Zhaotang immediately began to shake the dog cage in front of him frantically!
"You broke your promise!"
"I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
In response to Huo Zhaotang's roar, Mo Ran exhaled a puff of smoke at him and said something.
"That's just how we short mules do things. If you're not happy, call the police and have them arrest me!"
"Oh...right!"
"If you die, you definitely won't get into heaven. There shouldn't be any cops in hell!"
As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, Huo Zhaotang was dragged out of the dog cage by Qiu Gang'ao!
Faced with Huo Zhaotang's frantic struggle, Qiu Gang'ao wrapped his arms around his neck from behind with a cold expression!
As the pressure on his arm increased, Huo Zhaotang's face turned increasingly red, and his struggles became less and less intense...!
Two minutes later, Qiu Gang'ao and the other three men began to put Huo Zhaotang's body into gasoline drums, fill them with cement, and then load them onto the ship!
With a thud,
Fok Siu-tong, a wealthy man who had enjoyed a glamorous life on Hong Kong Island for decades, was killed when a gasoline drum filled with cement sank directly into Victoria Harbour!
Mo Ran then went to the hospital to give money to the younger brother who was injured that night!
Having gained a boost in reputation, Mo Ran went home to begin his own battle!
They earn tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars during the day, and then have to give away tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars at night!
Thinking of this, Mo Ran in the car suddenly let out a sigh!
"The boss is just a slightly higher-level employee!"
"I'm busy all day, and then I have to work the night shift...!"
"well…!"
"Ah-Ji, why is being a boss so tiring..."
When Ah-Ji, who was in the passenger seat, heard this, he was so surprised that he was not good with words!
If it were Liang Kun who was there, he would definitely say something to Mo Ran!
"My turn?"
Mo Ran is working the night shift there, but the wealthy people in Hong Kong's elite circles won't be able to sleep well tonight!
Although Fok Siu-tong is not among the top-tier tycoons in Hong Kong, he is certainly a second-tier figure!
In addition, he has completely sided with the foreigners, yet he is still such a person!
Not only was his company brought down in a single day, but he also lost his life!
This... has given these Hong Kong tycoons a completely new understanding of the island's short-statured people!
After all, no one is as fearless of death after becoming rich as they were when they were young!
Hong Kong Island, the Song family, one of the four major families!
"Father, news has come from Nerauth!"
"Huo Zhaotang is probably in grave danger. They just found the bodies of his lover and his bodyguard in his villa!"
After listening to his son Song Wenwu's words, Song Changhe, the head of the Song family, said...
Although his face, full of wrinkles, looked old and frail, his bright eyes were quite different from his aged appearance!
"It's been confirmed that it was that short mule who did it!"
Upon hearing his father's words, Song Wenwu nodded immediately!
"It's certain, but Nerlaus also said that without absolute evidence that Mo Ran did it, the police can't do anything about Mo Ran!"
"After all, the fact that the Huo family helped him today already shows that the mainland will definitely help him!"
After listening to his son's explanation, Song Changhe unconsciously touched the dragon head of the sandalwood cane a few times!
"Didn't Nerlaus say he was prepared to use deportation as a tactic?"
"Tell him he can do it tomorrow!"
After saying this, seeing that his son Song Wenwu did not nod in agreement, Song Changhe knew what Song Wenwu was thinking, and then spoke up.
"Are you worried about Huo Zhengguo?"
"Yes, Father!"
"Although Neraus really wanted to kill that short mule Mo Ran, he had the support of the Huo family and the mainland!"
"It would be difficult for him to do this openly!"
After listening to his son's explanation, Song Changhe smiled slightly on his deeply lined face and said...
"Of course he, a deputy commissioner of police, has no authority!"
After saying that, Song Changhe picked up the landline next to him and dialed the number!
Beep beep…
“Governor, I am Song Changhe!”
No sooner had Song Changhe finished speaking than a cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone!
"Mr. Song, is there something you need that you're calling me so late at night?"
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