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Chapter 479: Where is Wanye, Minister Zou?

    

sprouts with his chopsticks, but before it reached his bowl, most of them fell. 。He picked up a napkin, wrapped the green beans, and threw them in the trash. Then he went back to his seat. "After din...Hearing this, He Hanchuan's tightly strung nerves relaxed.

It seems that A-Wai was taken away by a passerby, she won't be in any life danger. He slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, then pressed them down forcefully.

Minister Zou regrets using the walkie-talkie to discuss such an important matter. He originally thought this matter was foolproof, but he didn't expect such a major mishap to occur.

He quickly glanced at He Hanchuan, who looked thoughtful, his brows furrowed. He had no better solution and gritted his teeth, saying, "How long is 'immediately'!"

Before the other person could answer, He Hanchuan took a step forward and asked, "So the current situation is that Director Zou doesn't know where An Wan is, right"

Minister Zou gripped the walkie-talkie, his fingertips white with force. "So what What if it is What if it isn't"

"If that's the case, there's no need for us to proceed with this transaction." He stared intently at him, his expression unchanged.

He just analyzed the pros and cons of the situation very clearly, so I believe Minister Zou wouldn't dare to touch him.

Minister Zou's expression shifted, but he was helpless. If he killed He Hanchuan now, Commander Zhou would immediately take him away.

Once you're in prison, getting out is like a fairy tale!

But if we just let He Hanchuan walk away like this, once the account book falls into Zhou Commander's or those people sent by the central government's hands, he'll still have a hard time!

Seeing He Hanchuan about to leave, Director Zou couldn't care less anymore, "Wait!"

He Jiangchuan stopped, turned around, and looked at him coldly.

"Your grandmother and your grandfather are here. Don't you want to see them" He didn't know how much Yao Shufen and Cui Jun weighed in He Hanchuan's heart, but no matter what, they were family. He Hanchuan shouldn't just ignore this!

Minister Zou patted his hands, signaling his subordinates to bring Yao Shufen and Cui Jun over.

The two were tied up with ropes and thrown to the ground, their faces bruised and battered, looking quite miserable.

"I didn't lie to you before, killing Yanan had nothing to do with me. It was your grandmother and Jiang Qingran's idea. I just wanted to take advantage of the fact that you and Yanan broke up and were feeling down, using the He Group to transfer some money."

But I never thought about killing A-Wei, because I know your abilities and worry that if you don't stop, you'll find out it was me.

When threats and inducements failed, Minister Zou began to reason, "Director He, let's be honest with each other. There's no animosity between us. So, if you hand over the ledger, your grandmother and Mr. Cui can both leave, and we can go our separate ways."

On the ground, Yao Shufen looked at He Hanchuan with anticipation.

She had something in her mouth, only able to make muffled sounds, her emotions clearly agitated.

But He Hanchuan only stared at them coldly, without saying a word.

"Commander Zhou, asked you why you gave me the ledger. You could have said I threatened you, it wouldn't have brought any repercussions." Seeing that he wasn't very convinced, Minister Zou became a little anxious.

He retracted his gaze and said indifferently, "They are in your hands, do with them as you please."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

"Has Director He made up his mind She's your blood relative, your grandmother!" Minister Zou shouted with a frown.

But there was no response at all. Ge Hanchuan didn't even stop his steps.

Bang!

A muffled, suppressed boom echoed through the chamber.

He stopped, but didn't look back.

At this, Minister Zou let out a slight breath of relief. It seemed these two still held some weight with He Hanchuan. "That shot just grazed Mr. Cui's leg. If you don't agree, I can only kill him first, then your grandmother."

These two people knew too much, they were a burden to him.

The only purpose is to kidnap He Hanchuan.

However, just as he thought He Hanchuan would relent, the latter walked straight toward the door without looking back.

"Damn it!" Minister Zou cursed, aiming his gun at Yao Shufen's heart and pulling the trigger. But just as the bullet was about to come out, he flinched, the bullet hitting her left arm instead.

And then a shot, straight into Cui Jun's forehead.

Cui Junwei's mouth hung open, his pupils dilated, and he died instantly.

Whether you let He Hanchuan go or not, there wouldn't be a good outcome. He was trapped with no way out. Minister Zou, with a gloomy face, raised his pistol and pointed it at He Hanchuan who was almost reaching for the doorknob.

After killing He Hanchuan, he immediately left the country!

He gripped his face, pressing the trigger point by point.

But at the same time—

"I'm back with Ayame's car! They took a detour to shake off the police, went a longer way around! Chief, should we get Ayame brought up now"

Over the radio, a man's voice crackled with excitement.

Cui narrowed his pupils, hurriedly moved the gun away, the bullet went astray and left a hole in the door.

As long as it's in his hands, he has better choices!

He didn't need to say anything. He turned and glanced at him, then walked back.

"Bring the man up here right away." Minister Zou tossed his gun onto the table, his voice noticeably lighter.

He sat down on the sofa, took a sip of water, and smiled: "It's like going through mountains and rivers with no way out, only to find a bright village in the midst of willows and flowers! What do you think, Mr. He"

He stood before him, his head bowed, staring at him silently.

Seeing this, Minister Zou felt even better and intentionally said, “Look at me, I forgot that this is a lifeline for me, but a dead end for General He!”

He still ignored him, just sitting on the sofa, his fingers tapping unconsciously on his leg.

Every time he gets agitated, he always has this little quirk.

“Actually, to say it’s a dead end isn't quite right.” Minister Zou was in high spirits, even his eyes sparkled with a hint of smile. “Give me the ledger, and there will be no loss for you. But if you give it to Commander Zhou, I might as well just consider myself finished for life.”

He Hanchuan coldly twitched the corner of his mouth, unwilling to say more to him, “Then let’s do as we discussed before.”

As long as he could safely bring her to the evening, he didn't care about anything else.

"I think we need to make some changes," said Minister Zou.

He Hanchuan frowned imperceptibly.

"You're misunderstanding," said Director Zou. "As long as you give me the ledger, you can take Miss Xiang and your grandmother away."

He spared Yao Shufen's life this time, she will surely remember his kindness.

He Chanhua's weakness is only Xiangwan, but Yao Shufen has too many weaknesses. As long as he controls her, he can use her to monitor He Chanhua and the He Group.

"No need, you can do whatever you want with her." He Hanchuan didn't even glance at Yao Shufen.

Minister Zou's smile stiffened for a moment before he smoothly said, "When you were a teenager, she used you to blackmail the He family out of a large sum of money. In my place, I wouldn't be able to forgive this grandmother either. I understand, I do."

On the ground lay Cui Jun's corpse, Yao Shufen beside him wailing incoherently, but the two seemed to ignore her completely.

Minister Zou beckoned over two subordinates, instructing them to take the raving Yao Shufen and the still-warm corpse of Cui Junwen downstairs.

The bloodstains on the ground were quickly cleaned up, as if nothing had ever happened here.

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