Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 151 Who is behind the scenes?

"Boss, I was really wronged! You have to believe me! How could I betray you?" Qiu Nan shouted with a sad face.

"Qiu Nan, you should know who I am. I always believe that seeing is believing. You are my most capable assistant. Who else can reveal this news except you?"

"I really……"

"Okay, stop talking, I'll count to three, if you don't say anything, then I can only..."

Ye Minghan sighed softly as he spoke, then took out his gun and pointed it at him.

"one……"

"two……"

"Three... bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the person in front of him was instantly blood-splattered on the spot and fell to the ground motionless.

Everyone in the room was shocked, and Ye Minghan put down his gun, his face full of exhaustion.

"I hope you can remember that this is the fate of betraying me. If you can, go out."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the one standing on the far right among the six bodyguards subconsciously walked away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Song Siqiao walking towards him, he stopped immediately, and then a look of surprise flashed across his face, before he turned around and Song Siqiao grabbed him by the collar.

"Where are you going?"

"Let go of me! I didn't!" He blurted out in panic.

"Nothing?" Song Siqiao looked at him with a sneer, "Could this be the legendary self-reporting?"

"I... I can't understand what you are saying, I..." He spoke incoherently, even beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

"You should have seen the consequences of betraying your master, right? Hurry up and take it seriously!" Song Siqiao asked coldly, and then smiled suddenly, "Oh no, I forgot and still don't know who your master is?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide, he immediately showed a fierce face, and then quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist.

"Don't move! Otherwise, I'll shoot you down!"

"The tone is not small!" Song Siqiao's eyes flashed sharply, and then he raised his right hand, "Would you like to try, is your bullet faster or my blade faster?"

He took a closer look, only to find that there was a silver blade between her middle finger and index finger, which was glowing coldly under the light.

Even though he was holding a gun in his hand, he was still scared. He heard that Song Siqiao was known as the "ghost hand" in the Feng Ting organization. Comparing her speed would be courting death.

But now...

At this moment of dazed effort, Song Siqiao bullied her, snatched the gun from his hand, grabbed his arm, and kicked his knee at the same time.

"All this is arranged for you today! Where else do you want to go? Tell me! Who is your mastermind behind the scenes, and what is your relationship with Mu Diyan? What is the purpose of letting you lurk here?"

The man kept his mouth shut and said nothing, Song Siqiao knew that since he had the guts to be an undercover agent, he would prepare for the worst, so he turned around.

"Come over here and tie him up and send him to the basement. Watch out, he will never get lost and run away!"

A group of people immediately agreed, and then dragged him down.

Ye Minghan came over: "What do you think?"

Song Siqiao shook her head: "Xuan, what I'm afraid of is that he himself doesn't know the big inside story, but it's safe to find out. As the saying goes, the embankment of a thousand miles collapses in an ant's nest, isn't it?"

Ye Minghan nodded: "You can't rush this matter, and don't think too much about it, just take it step by step."

"I know."

"Okay, it's been a tiring day, go back and have a good rest."

When the two were about to leave, a weak voice sounded behind them.

"Boss, can I get up?"

(End of this chapter)