“My cousin just contacted me and said that we all misjudged Zhang Cheng.”
"He'll be fine."
"People have already arrived from Funing County."
Huang Pinyu felt that her worldview was collapsing.
With over a dozen people dead, how could Zhang Cheng escape unscathed from such a major case?
"Will Party Secretary Zhou... release them?"
"Secretary Zhou and Secretary Liu of Funing are students of the same teacher."
Another bombshell.
Huang Pinyu was numb; he felt that the network of relationships among the higher-ups was like a net that suffocated him.
"Even if there is that connection, Secretary Zhou would never..."
“I don’t know any of that,” Yan Bin interrupted him. “I only know that my cousin told me that Zhang Cheng is fine, but the Jiaxing Gang… is in trouble.”
"What do you mean?" Huang Pinyu sensed an extremely dangerous aura.
"Make this a big deal out of nothing."
A wolf-like glint flashed in Yan Bin's eyes.
"If Zhao Shijie leaves and Li Bingyang falls, the businesses they own will be a feast."
"Old Huang, let's join forces and swallow it up."
"Are you crazy!" Huang Pinyu exclaimed. "That's like a snake trying to swallow an elephant; it'll choke to death!"
"Too full to death?"
Yan Bin grinned, revealing a set of white teeth; his smile was cruel and insane.
"What are you afraid of?"
"Hand over the items, and my cousin will arrest them immediately and cut the Gordian knot!"
"As for their network of connections, those desperados they keep... heh heh."
Yan Bin leaned close to Huang Pinyu's ear, his voice as soft as a devil's whisper.
"Old Huang, remember this: there is no such thing as eternal loyalty in this world, only eternal interests."
“We can buy the same people they can bribe, even at double the price.”
Huang Pinyu was trembling all over, not from excitement, but from the deepest fear.
The man in front of me is not crazy; he is a gambler who has been waiting for years. Now, he is going to bet everything and overturn the entire gambling table!
"I...I..." Huang Pinyu's throat was dry, and he couldn't say a word.
Yan Bin leaned back in his seat, his tone returning to its usual calmness, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"Old Huang, I've told you my biggest trump card."
"Now, it's time for you to make a choice."
"Should we stay on that sinking, wrecked ship and drown with Li Bingyang and the others..."
"Or, come aboard my new ship."
Yan Bin started the car, and the Santana slowly merged into the traffic.
He didn't look at Huang Pinyu again, but calmly gazed ahead.
"I'll give you one night to think about it."
"I want to see your things before dawn tomorrow."
"or……"
"I saw you completely disappear from Jiaxing."
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