Chapter 89
Li Xingyuan had just finished smoking a cigarette when he had dealt with these things, and it was time for them to think.
Li Xingyuan put out his cigarette butt, threw it out of the window, started the car, and more than half of the people got into his truck. The remaining few people called them traitors, especially the scarred man, who immediately took out his cell phone and said he would complain to Li Dong.
Li Xingyuan ignored him and drove away.
At an intersection, there were several vans parked. Li Xingyuan stopped the car and asked them to get out. He said, "These vans are for you. Go home and report to me at the company in two days."
"Go to the company?" They were a little bit unconvinced. After all, when they followed Director Li before, they only did some dirty work that was shameful and there was no position for them in Li's company.
"Boss Li, do you mean... to give us a proper position?"
Li Xingyuan nodded: "Not only that, we will also pay for your five insurances and one housing fund and social security."
When everyone heard this, they almost burst into tears. Most of them had been to the police station and jail, and it was difficult for them to find a job after they got out. They thought it was good enough to make some dirty money with Li Dong, but they didn't expect that Li Dong could give them better treatment.
Someone asked: "Boss Li, then...are we going to follow the white or black path in the future?"
Li Xingyuan said: "Listen to my wife and follow the socialist path."
After saying that, he turned around and got into the car, leaving them with a tall, mighty figure with a red glow on his back.
Li Xingyuan was driving back in an unlicensed truck loaded with explosives when he received a call from Li Wanhong, and he picked up the call without surprise.
Li Wanhong's roar came from the phone immediately: "Li Xingyuan, what's wrong with you? ! ! Why don't you act according to the plan? Why do you want to poach my people?!"
Li Xingyuan chuckled and said calmly: "Listen to you? Go and die?"
"How can it be suicide? My plan is foolproof, no one will find out!"
Li Xingyuan didn't want to hear it, and said to himself: "Dad, don't you just want to stop Ling's transport vehicle? I will do it, but this is the last time I will do anything for you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Li Wanhong to reply.
Then he called Zhuang Zhouyao and asked, "Are you ready?"
"I'm ready."
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Under a surveillance camera, Li Xingyuan stopped the truck, and Zhuang Zhouyao, who had been waiting for a long time, came close to the car window with a backpack on his back and said, "Why do I feel like I'm shooting a movie?"
Li Xingyuan: "Well, let me satisfy my acting addiction for once."
Zhuang Zhouyao: "Can I get in the car now?"
Li Xingyuan: "Take a few hundred yuan from your bag and hand it over. Then when the police check the surveillance footage later, they will conclude that you were killed because you took the wrong ride."
Zhuang Zhouyao nodded: "You are still careful."
He took out a few hundred dollars and handed it over reluctantly with a distressed look on his face.
Li Xingyuan took the money and rolled his eyes at him: "So much drama."
Zhuang Zhouyao got in the car, finally glanced at the surveillance camera, and asked, "You can't see inside this thing, right?"
Li Xingyuan closed the car window and started the car: "The glass has been specially treated, so you can't see it."
Zhuang Zhouyao let out a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "It feels so good to be free! It's like I was reborn."
Li Xingyuan: "Then am I not your reborn father?"
Zhuang Zhouyao:???
"Get lost!" He cursed, then smiled after looking at Li Xingyuan, stretched his back and leaned against the car seat, and said: "Brother, cherish Xiao Linsen, and don't forget to tell me when you two get married."
Li Xingyuan asked: "Why, do you want to come back to attend our wedding? Aren't you afraid that your father will find out that you are not dead and send you to a rehabilitation center? Oh no, I'm afraid he will send you directly to a mental hospital."
Zhuang Zhouyao rolled his eyes at him: "It's so fucking hard to be sentimental with you."
Li Xingyuan chuckled and asked, "Have you decided where to go?"
Zhuang Zhouyao scratched his eyebrows unnaturally and said, "Well... um... I heard that Harbin's ice sculptures are pretty good, so... I've wanted to go and see them for a long time."
Li Xingyuan: "It's July now, there are no ice sculptures."
Zhuang Zhouyao was anxious: "Shut up! No, Li Xingyuan, you didn't talk so much before. Have you been led astray by your little Lin Sen?"
As soon as he heard Lin Sen's name, Li Xingyuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
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Ling's driver was driving on a one-way mountain road with a policeman sitting in the passenger seat.
The items being transported this time were very important, so Ling specially hired police officers to take charge, fearing that something might go wrong.
But the more you fear something, the more it will come. When you reached the middle section of the road, a burning truck suddenly rushed towards you from the front!
You know, this is a narrow one-way street, with mountains on one side and cliffs on the other. The oncoming vehicles were going the wrong way, and they had no way to avoid it. The driver swerved, the car body scraped against the mountain, sparks flew, and the front of the car was deformed, and it barely stopped before hitting the truck.
The burning truck veered off the lane, tilted its body, and fell directly down the mountain. Before it hit the ground, there was a deafening "boom" explosion.
The policeman in the car immediately stopped the vehicle behind via the intercom, and then notified the team to immediately search for the victims and suspicious persons nearby.
The scarred man was still waiting to give Li Wanhong the first credit, but instead of Ling's transport truck arriving, several police cars arrived.
They were all carrying weapons and there were explosives in the car, so they were immediately handcuffed and taken away by the police.
This section of mountain road was closed, and police, firefighters, and medical teams were busy coming in and out.
Li Xingyuan and Zhuang Zhouyao had already walked down the mountain along the path and waved goodbye at the intersection.
"I'm leaving!" Zhuang Zhouyao said with relief, "From today on, Zhuang Zhouyao is dead. I can live the way I want."
Li Xingyuan: "Well, goodbye, dead man."
Zhuang Zhouyao: "I was just about to say thank you, but now I don't even want to say it."
Li Xingyuan smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said two words: "Take care."
"That sounds like human language."
Li Xingyuan watched Zhuang Zhouyao's car drive away, thinking that he could finally go home and coax Lin Sen. He didn't know if he had taken off the clothes. If he had, how could he coax him to put them on again?
But after taking a few steps, I suddenly received a message from Lin Sen, which contained only a picture.
Lin Sen's curly hair was a little messy and was tied up with a red hairband. He looked at the camera angrily and sat in an off-road vehicle without windows. Behind him was a nearly 90-degree dirt slope, exuding a dangerous atmosphere in the dark.
Li Xingyuan's expression froze. He immediately put away his phone and walked into the bushes on the side of the road.
A moment later, a heavy motorcycle rushed out and headed straight for the cliff slope.
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