The best boy on campus

The old cat sneered and wanted to refute, but Liu Boyang stopped him from behind. This Fang said that he was not as knowledgeable as his brothers, but in fact Liu Boyang was too lazy to be as knowledgeable as him, so he stood up and said, "We want to see Song Huaqiang. He called out. Fang Xiang gave a soft oh, and Liu Boyang's attitude was quite satisfactory to him. He looked at Liu Boyang again, with an undisguised sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Mr. Song is very busy, he has no See you in time, if you have anything to say, you can talk to me directly. "

"You? Can you be the master?" Liu Boyang shrugged his shoulders and sneered, "Okay, now let's talk about Mr. Song's real estate in the Mainland. I heard that there was an accident last week and someone died. , I'm afraid it's not easy to solve!"

Liu Boyang got this news from the police department of Fatima parish by accident. He didn't expect it to come in handy at a critical moment.

Sure enough, Fang Xiang's complexion was a little ugly. He had to reconsider these young people from the mainland. Song Huaqiang and his friends had invested in a real estate in Guangdong before, and wanted to take advantage of the booming real estate market in the mainland to make a pot of gold. Knowing that due to quality problems, the floor collapsed and killed several workers, and the family members of the deceased clamored for compensation. The Construction Bureau ordered a strict investigation, and the project is still at a standstill. No, I've been worrying about this recently.

"Okay, I'll invite Mr. Song to come down now." Fang Xiang left a word in a lukewarm manner, then turned and went upstairs.

When he came upstairs to talk about the situation, Song Huaqiang also fell into doubts. He was a little confused why Liu Boyang and the others came here. Could it be that they were not investigating the money laundering case, but came to him for the accident?

Song Huaqiang decided to go down to meet them, but he couldn't lose his momentum, so he stayed up there for a while, putting on airs before going downstairs.

The boss finally appeared, and Liu Boyang carefully looked at this big boss who covered the sky with one hand in Macau and was involved in gaming, film and television, real estate, and financial industries. He wore a polo shirt on his upper body, loose corduroy pants on his lower body, and held a pipe in his hand. He looks like a justice of the peace of the M school, but from the tattoos that are faintly exposed on his cuffs, it can be seen that Song Huaqiang was definitely a mess in his early years.

"Sit, what should I drink? Coffee or tea? I think coffee is better." Song Huaqiang sat down on the sofa, raised his iconic Erlang legs and said.

At this moment, Liu Boyang really had the urge to do something, because it was this guy who caused his father to be in danger of turning into a vegetable, but Liu Boyang finally held back and took the three brothers to sit calmly opposite Song Huaqiang.

Four cups of coffee were served, and Song Huaqiang asked straight to the point: "Just now, the little officer mentioned my real estate in Guangdong. I wonder if you can help me solve it?"

Liu Boyang said lightly: "There are many ways. I can get you back to work with just one phone call, but there is a price to pay for helping."

Song Huaqiang pulled the pipe out of his mouth, and smiled generously: "Sweet, how much do you want?"

"Not much, 30 billion, that is, the black money that Wang Tianhe laundered from you, not counting your interest." Liu Boyang said bluntly.

Song Huaqiang's face immediately became serious, and he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Member of the Capital Division of the National Security Team, Liu Boyang! These are my brothers!" Liu Boyang said leisurely.

Song Huaqiang's face turned ashen. After a long time, he still owed debts. He suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Excuse me, A Liao, see off the guests."

The bodyguard who had been standing at the door with his hands down all the time wanted to come over to chase them away, but Liu Boyang suddenly smiled: "Actually, I came here today mainly to see what kind of character you, Song Huaqiang, are. Patriotic, I didn’t expect that it’s been so long since the reunification, and Andy Lau is about to become chief executive, why are you regressing instead, Song, remember, that money doesn’t belong to you, if you take it, it will be hot!”

Song Huaqiang said coldly: "Lawyer Fang, write down what he said, and sue him for defamation and threats!"

Fang Xiang immediately stepped forward, pointed to Liu Boyang's nose and said, "I tell you, everything you say now will become evidence in court..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "snap", and the old cat who had been silent all this time picked up the large crystal ashtray on the table at some point, and hit Fang Xiang's face with his head, blood spattered immediately, golden The silk glasses also collapsed, and the person was stunned on the spot, and fell straight upside down and fell to the ground.

"You eighth-generation ancestor, why did you talk to your elder brother!" The old cat slapped his hands, shook his neck and said fiercely!

The room was suddenly silent, not only the bodyguard A Liao was stunned, even Song Huaqiang was stunned, and everyone in Song's house was dumbfounded!In a place like Macau, the behavior of the police is strictly controlled, especially in front of lawyers, and they will not talk nonsense. A slight mistake will lead to complaints, and complaints will directly affect the upgrade. Besides, this is Song Huaqiang's home. No one dared to be violent in front of Mr. Qiang.

And this fat boy who has been silent all this time saw blood when he struck. Lawyer Fang is such a gentleman, his face was smashed with blood and flesh, and he fell to the ground dying.

The bodyguard A Liao was the first to react. He quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist. Just as he was about to aim at the blind boy, he felt that his hand was empty, and the glock19 pistol had fallen into someone else's hands.

In the blink of an eye, the muzzle of the dark gun was aimed at A Liao's forehead. Another bodyguard standing by the gate hurriedly drew his gun when he saw this. Liu Boyang turned his gun around and shot twice without any hesitation. From the pistol in the bodyguard's hand, Jinggang Browning flew out immediately, the tiger's mouth was shaken painfully, and the second shot was aimed at the man. The scorching bullet brushed past his scalp, leaving a scar on his head. Conspicuous traces, the smell of burnt hair permeated the room, if the bullet was half an inch lower, a head would turn into a rotten watermelon. The bodyguard's legs softened and he immediately sat on the ground.

The two Doberman pinschers who had been staring at Liu Boyang at the door rushed forward frantically, their fangs bared outside, and this time, before Liu Boyang could make a move, Gao Zhenfei rushed out, and with two slaps, they rushed forward The two Doberman pinschers were put together, and the two Doberman pinschers immediately lay on the ground. The red one ruined the expensive carpet.

There were four bodyguards in the Song residence, two of them were eliminated by Liu Boyang, and two of them broke into the door. They raised their guns and confronted Liu Boyang. Cui Guodong quietly pressed his hand on the handle of Juanbadao. The gun works fine.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and only three people remained calm. One was Liu Boyang, who sat back on the sofa without moving, holding a coffee cup in his hand and drinking slowly. The other was Song Huaqiang, who stood on the stairs with a livid face. In this scene, there is another Gao Zhenfei, who puts away his fist and stands up expressionlessly, the tip of his fist is still dripping with blood.

And the two remaining bodyguards looked very nervous, standing motionless at the door, holding the pistol tightly with their right arms outstretched, the hammer has been raised high, as long as the fingers are buckled, the bullets will roar out.

"Dad, what's the matter?" There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from the stairs, and Song Yaolong appeared in front of everyone. Seeing the situation of swords being tense in the hall, he froze for a moment, then turned around and ran up, probably going back to the room to get a gun.

"Stop!" The old cat yelled violently, the voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Song Yaolong was stunned on the spot, and only a few tenths of a second later turned his head angrily to look at the group of people downstairs!

"You are Song Yaolong?" Liu Boyang asked coldly looking at Song Yaolong's face that was slowly flushing!