readytorunbook Chapter 273: Coming to settle accounts with Chen Kun
Chapter 273: Coming to settle accounts with Chen Kun
Dong Zhen took the meat and returned to the small hut in panic. As soon as he entered, he immediately locked the door and checked to see if anyone was following him.
Seeing his panic, Sangbiao asked, "What's wrong?"
Dong Zhen put the meat on the table and replied: "When I just bought the meat, I heard a group of people talking. It turns out that the woman we killed was not just a village woman. In addition to being the daughter of the owner of Henry's Department Store, she was also The adoptive mother of the Jiang family’s daughter, people from both the black and white circles are looking for us, and even the criminal investigation team has been dispatched. "
Sang Biao's face turned pale and he couldn't believe Dong Zhen's words: "Are you telling the truth?"
"I guess it's almost the same. When I just came back, I found that the police were investigating. I'm afraid they will find this place soon," Dong Zhen said.
After hearing this, Sangbiao became even more unable to sit still and started to storm around the room.
Damn it, they fell for that kid's trick. This time they probably won't be able to sneak across.
Seeing that Sang Biao was panicking, Dong Zhen became even more uneasy: "Brother Biao, what should I do? Are you going to surrender?"
Sang Biao suddenly stopped and looked at Dong Zhen coldly: "Surrender yourself? Do you want to be locked in a cage for the rest of your life?"
Dong Zhen shook his head hastily: "No, I don't want to."
"That's it, let's eat first, and then at three o'clock tonight, let's go to the grandson's house to find him." Sang Biao said.
"Okay!" Dong Zhen calmed down, and now they can only do this.
As the night gets darker, there are fewer and fewer people on the street.
Chen Kun is happy today. After drinking champagne at home yesterday, he felt unsatisfied. Today, he went out to meet someone to drink with. Now he comes home drunk.
Chen Daofa gave him 20, and he only spent 10 to get the matter settled. Now the police are all over the world looking for those two stupid murderers. Even if he doesn't give them the remaining 10, they will. I didn't dare to come out and ask him for money.
If they knew who they were, they would take the 10 yuan and run abroad. Otherwise, if they were caught by the police, they would have to consider themselves unlucky.
Anyway, no one can prove that he paid them to hit people up. Even if they wanted to report him, there was no evidence.
Even if there is trouble, the worst he can do is ask his uncle to step in and sort it out. His daughter is already dead anyway, and he will still have to count on me to break the pot for him in the future!
He was determined that as long as he insisted that this matter had nothing to do with him, he could leave it alone.
He was having a good time drinking today. He walked cheerfully, humming a tune, and opened the door unsteadily to enter the house.
Suddenly, two black shadows flashed behind him, and Chen Kun's heart skipped a beat. Then he thought of Sang Biao and Dong Zhen, his face changed drastically, and his hand shaking when he took out the keys.
By the time he stumbled into the house, he was half sober from the wine.
He took several deep breaths before he plucked up the courage, lifted up the curtains on the side, and looked towards the door.
After looking at it for a while, I was relieved when I found nothing unusual.
I drank a large glass of water in the living room in the dark before staggering up to the second floor.
As soon as he entered the door, something hard hit his waist. He suddenly realized something and turned around to escape.
But it couldn't be that easy. He was pulled directly into the room and pressed against the wall.
"Be honest, you still want to run? Let me see where you are running?" Sang Biao put the knife on Chen Kun's face and said viciously.
"Brother Biao, Brother Biao, if you have something to say, please don't use force." Chen Kun said.
"I don't want you to go back on your word and promise to give us the remaining 10 yuan after the good thing is done. As a result, the two of us spent a day and night feeding mosquitoes in the small shabby house and you didn't show up. Do you want to default on the debt?" Sang Biao His face was ferocious, and I wanted to give him a knife.
Chen Kun knew that he was in the wrong, but now that he was caught, he could only admit that he was unlucky.
He thought for a moment before begging for mercy and said: "Brother Biao, how can I dare to default on my debt? The police have been tight in the past two days. I was afraid of exposing your whereabouts, so I didn't look for you."
"Bah!" Sang Biao punched Chen Kun and kicked him a few times.
Chen Kun huddled on the ground and made a painful sound.
"Be honest, dare to speak out, and I will kill you!" Sang Biao said viciously.
Chen Kun suddenly became honest and looked at Sang Biao and Sang Biao in horror.
There was moonlight outside the house, shining into the house through the window, casting a white shadow on the ground.
The room suddenly became quiet, and Chen Kun could almost hear his own heartbeat. In the moonlight, he could see Sang Biao and Dong Zhen clearly.
Both of them had murderous looks on their faces, and the knives in their hands shone coldly in the moonlight.
He knew that as soon as he shouted, the white knife would turn red.
He was afraid of death, shivering and huddled on the ground, begging: "I won't shout, I won't shout, Brother Biao, I was wrong, I was obsessed, I will give you the money."
"Where is the money?" Sangbiao asked.
Chen Kun pointed to the bottom of the bed and said, "I didn't even move there."
Sang Biao gave Dong Zhen a look. Dong Zhen nodded and walked over to search.
After a while, he pulled out a bag from under the bed and opened it. It was full of hundred-dollar bills.
Sangbiao nodded with satisfaction, squatted down, and patted his face with the knife, with a smile on his face: "Thank you!"
Chen Kun fearfully squeezed out a smile that made him laugh or cry, and replied: "You're welcome! This is all as it should be."
Sangbiao's expression changed, he revealed a fierce look, and said through gritted teeth: "You know it's right, but why don't you take the initiative to send money? I don't think you think it's right at all!"
Chen Kun cried sadly and begged: "Brother Biao, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Take the money quickly. I promise, I will never reveal it. You can take the money and escape abroad, and you can enjoy the good life." It’s spicy.”
"Humph, now you know you were wrong? Where were you when we brothers were scared in that small shabby house?" Sang Biao's teeth itched with hatred, and the muscles on his face trembled with anger.
Chen Kun was so frightened that he peed directly, and a smell of urine filled the room.
Sangbiao stood up in disgust, took two steps back, and said, "Tie him up for me."
Chen Kun thought they were leaving and was afraid that he would run to call someone, so he tied him up. He was tied up very cooperatively.
After making sure it was tied tightly, Dong Zhen stepped aside.
Sang Biao walked to the bed, took off the pillowcase, and stuffed it into Chen Kun's mouth.
Chen Kun did not struggle, hoping in his heart that these two people would leave quickly. He regrets it so much now. If he had known better, he would not be greedy. It is only 10 yuan. When he inherits his uncle's family business, this small amount of money will be nothing!
Sang Biao looked at him with a sneer, and suddenly said: "You are considered sinister. For money, you even killed your own cousin. That girl is still a pregnant woman and will give birth next month. You didn't even let go of the child." If you do, you won’t be afraid of losing your descendants.”
Chen Kun snorted in his heart, his face full of disapproval.
Sang Biao knew that it would be useless to talk to a cold-blooded scum like him. If he had a conscience, how could he do such a thing?
But even if a scumbag offends him, he won't make it easy for him. Don't you want him to cut off his descendants so that he can inherit his property? Then I'll let you taste what it's like to have no descendants.