kvmb Chapter 261 Do you think I dare not kill anyone?
Chapter 261 Do you think I dare not kill anyone?
Zhao Xiaoning looked in the direction she pointed.
The alley was pitch black and bottomless, and smoke was vaguely visible coming out of it.
At first glance, it seems a bit weird.
However, Zhao Xiaoning was already extremely lustful at this time. As long as he could eat meat, he didn't care about anything else, especially when the beautiful woman who looked like Xu Hui was right in front of him, how could he control his lower body.
"Okay. Let's go."
The two walked one in front and one behind into the dark alley.
Zhao Xiaoning was walking behind, staring at the beautiful woman's buttocks. When he was about to reach out to touch it, he suddenly felt a weight on his back.
"Ouch!!!"
Under the huge inertia, Zhao Xiaoning plunged forward and fell to the ground. Then his vision went black and severe pain came all over his body.
"Ah! Ah! Woo! Oh my god! Damn it!"
Fists rained down on Zhao Xiaoning, who screamed and groaned. Unfortunately, he was in a sack and couldn't see who was hitting him. He thought it was the group of beauties from the Vietnamese massage parlor coming to take revenge, so he cursed even more harshly:
"Fuck! American chickens are amazing? You can't even give them a slap? Oh, you're from Vietnam...Ah ...
After a heavy kick, Zhao Xiaoning finally fainted from the pain.
Then, he appeared under the dim street lights in a noble black suit. Between light and darkness, his profile was like mountains, and under the neon lights, it looked like a beautiful movie screenshot.
"Thank you."
Fu Ruoshi took off his gloves, took out five hundred dollars and gave it to the Chinese beauty. After the black bodyguard lifted Zhao Xiaoning up, he kicked him again and said, "I hate it most when people call me grandma."
a moment ago.
It is said that lust can make one lose one's mind. After learning that Zhao Xiaoning had frequently visited the massage parlor in recent days, Liu Zhen began to send people to stake out the place.
As expected, they found the right person. At the same time tonight, they found Zhao Xiaoning, who was here to relieve his sexual desire.
Originally, he planned to knock the man unconscious and drag him away. After all, Fu Ruoshi had been in trouble recently. If people saw Zhuorui's CEO hanging around California's red-light district after the hearing, the amount of information would be so great that the media would be overjoyed.
However, Fu Ruoshi was a vengeful person after all. He was still brooding over the fact that Zhao Xiaoning made him swallow the fishhook, so he had to beat him up personally first.
So this scene just happened.
"Let's go." Fu Ruoshi got on the passenger seat, stretched his shoulders, looked back at the unconscious Zhao Xiaoning, and then said to the driver, "Let's go to Fisherman's Wharf."
The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out of the red light street.
Just as Fu Ruoshi was driving Zhao Xiaoning and preparing to interrogate him about Foster's whereabouts, Fu Yonglin had already arrived in New York.
Because his trip to the United States was kept secret, he did not stay at the hotel owned by the Fu family.
When he was studying in Switzerland, he also made many American friends. After that, he started his own business over the years and accumulated a lot of connections in the United States. Therefore, when he arrived in New York and just posted a Facebook message, many old friends asked him to have a drink. He was much more popular than in Jincheng and the Fu family.
But he didn't dare to delay, he wanted to help Fu Ruoshi find Foster's whereabouts as soon as possible.
As soon as he checked into the hotel, he began to contact his local connections.
"Hello Kane, I'm Yonglin."
The first person he contacted was a friend who worked at the police station.
Since he was sure that Foster was still alive, he could only use personal connections to find him. Otherwise, if the police found him and discovered that it was the Fu family who staged the show themselves, Fu Ruoshi, who was kept in the dark, would never be able to clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"Hi, Yonglin, is there anything I can help you with?" Kane replied.
Fu Yonglin explained, "I have a friend who went missing from a villa complex near New Jersey. This is a personal matter, and I don't want to call the police for now. Can you use your informant to help me investigate?"
"Of course, tell me the details and I'll help you contact help."
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Fisherman's Wharf, lights are scattered.
A black off-road vehicle drove into the dock and stopped at a shore full of containers.
A blond and blue-eyed young man came up and waved to Fu Ruoshi who got off the car.
"How did you offend the Guoan people? You are worthy of being my brother."
He greeted.
Fu Ruoshi smiled helplessly and said, "I have offended too many people. I regret it very much now."
The blond guy is also his friend at the port. Those who do import and export trade need to make friends at various transportation hubs to ensure that at critical moments, there is someone on call to facilitate things.
"You still like to use sacks to carry people." The young man laughed, "Dead or alive?"
"Alive," Fu Ruoshi said, "I want to ask him something. Please help me find a hidden warehouse."
The young man nodded in understanding and directed the vehicle in front, heading deeper into the dock.
Soon, he brought a few people to a warehouse where fresh and frozen food was stored.
The black bodyguard carried Zhao Xiaoning out of the car and tied him to a chair.
The young man closed the door and left.
As soon as the outsiders left, Fu Ruoshi took off the smiling mask he had just put on.
He looked at Zhao Xiaoning coldly, his eyes changing from cold to vicious, and finally to murderous.
He raised the mineral water in his hand and poured it on Zhao Xiaoning's head expressionlessly, then left him and searched around the warehouse for something...
"Ah! Achoo! Cough cough cough cough!"
Zhao Xiaoning was drenched in water and felt chilled. He shivered and woke up from his coma.
His vision was blurry and he could smell waves of fishy smell mixed with blood, which was suffocating.
His vision gradually became clear, he opened his eyes and saw a tall and stern man in black standing in front of him.
"Fu, Fu Ruoshi???"
He was terrified.
Fu Ruoshi was holding a frozen, hard tuna with sharp barbs in his hand.
If you scratch your body hard, blood and flesh will fly everywhere.
"I caught this fish." Fu Ruoshi bent his eyes and smiled at him, but there was no warmth in his smile, only weirdness. "I caught it with the fishhook you made me swallow."
When these words came out, Zhao Xiaoning was so scared that his soul almost flew away.
"You, what do you want to do?" His legs were shaking. "Aren't you in New York? Why did you end up in California? How did you know I was here?"
"Because I'm very capable." Fu Ruoshi asked with a half-smile, "Brother, I don't want to hurt you. I came to you today to ask you something. Tell me the truth and I'll let you go."
After saying this, he looked at the hard and sharp frozen fish in his hand and said, "If you dare to lie to me, you will swallow it."
Zhao Xiaoning looked at the cold, hard tuna, especially the cut, sharp body and tail. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he swallowed it.
He could only swallow his anger and pretend to be flattering, "Brother, if you have any questions, just ask. I will tell you everything I know."
Fu Ruoshi looked at him, "Did Zhao Zhengrong report me as a spy?"
"No, that's not it," Zhao Xiaoning played dumb. "What spy? I was just released from prison and was taken here. I haven't even seen my dad yet!"
Fu Ruoshi's eyebrows twitched.
He turned his back, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said, "Okay, then let me ask you again, did you arrest my financial director, Foster? Where is he now?"
"Foster?" Zhao Xiaoning was really confused. "Who is Foster? Who..."
Before he could finish his words, Fu Ruoshi suddenly turned around and kicked Zhao Xiaoning in the stomach, sending him and the chair flying two or three meters away!
Fu Ruoshi took a few steps forward, grabbed Zhao Xiaoning by the collar, stared at him, and spoke in a cold tone that seemed to pierce ice:
"Zhao Xiaoning, do you think I don't dare to kill anyone?"