Movie Variety Show: Extraordinary Witch Pendant

Chapter 532 The Dead Are Already Dead

Sang Biao's men watched as Sang Biao stabbed Chen Tailong to the point of becoming motionless.

"Boss, you seem to have played him to death."

Sang Biao pulled out the knife, and after a moment of hesitation, he said with a grim smile: "Damn, what is this? It's so hard to play with, he fell down before I even put in any effort."

"Boss, it seems like there's trouble. Although this guy is a fool, his father is not. That old guy is still a little hard to deal with. The key is..."

What is the key? The key is whether the white-headed old man is willing to help Sang Biao.

"If you have something to say, you should fart. You are a hesitant woman."

"If he dies, Hongtai will definitely avenge him."

Sang Biao looked around at his younger brothers and smiled.

Sang Biao smiled, life and death are unpredictable, the younger brothers here all felt a chill in their necks.

"What are you afraid of? Just put it in a garbage bag and throw it in the trash. It's no big deal."

Brother, your idea is a crap one, you might as well sink it.

Sang Biao had an indifferent expression on his face. He just wanted the world to be in chaos, so he kept fighting.

What could the subordinates do? They packed the waste into bags and secretly threw it into the garbage dump.

the next day.

The garbage truck found Chen Tailong's dead body when it was dumping the garbage.

Call the police.

Dispatch of police.

Miao Zhishun rushed to the scene holding his nose, and Zhang Lang also came to join in the fun for the first time.

Zhang Lang remembered the plot in the Storm and asked, "How is the deceased?"

Chili: "The deceased is dead, and is currently in a very stable mood. The forensic doctor initially determined that it was either a man or a woman, and the age range may be quite large. It is not yet certain how old she is."

"Wait, you said this without the consent of the deceased?"

Zhang Zhiheng: "Boss, this person is too tight-lipped and won't say anything."

Zhang Lang frowned and stepped back a few steps to the side: "Continue the torture, you guys do your best."

Torturing corpses?

The people in this team are too abstract. After the forensic identification was completed, those who came to prepare for the report were all confused.

"Superintendent Zhang, the deceased was a living person before he was alive, not... bah, bah, bah, the deceased's name is Chen Tailong, nicknamed Prince, and he is the only son of Hongtai's boss Chen Mei."

Zhang Lang nodded: Prince = Sang Biao = Civet Cat.

"Miao Zhishun."

"arrive."

"Notify the deceased's family."

"Yes."

……

The news that Chen Tailong was killed and thrown into the garbage dump reached Chen Mei.

"Catch Wei Jixiang for me."

He knew very well what his son did yesterday.

Wei Jixiang did not come to the villa, so it goes without saying that it was Wei Jixiang who did it.

"Uncle Mei, Xiangzi, that coward, would definitely not dare to kill the prince. I think it must be someone else. You should not be too sad. Bring back the prince's body first, and we will make a long-term plan."

"Bao Rong, you have always had the best relationship with the Crown Prince. You should know what he did yesterday. Apart from that loser Wei Jixiang, who else has a reason to kill him?"

Bao Rong clenched his teeth. There were so many people who wanted to kill Chen Tailong. He was not speaking for Wei Jixiang. He simply felt that Wei Jixiang did not have the courage.

Chen Mei: "No matter if it's him or not, let's catch him first."

Upon hearing the news of his son's tragic death, the old man must have been heartbroken and furious.

The focus is Hongtai’s future.

It's too involved.

Bao Rong didn't want to talk much at this time, otherwise Chen Mei would think he had some ideas.

"Uncle Mei, I will bring people to bring him back to you right away."

Chen Mei nodded, looking back and forth at Bao Rong who was leaving.

They are all suspects. Both the people outside and the people from Hongtai have reasons to kill the prince.

"Come here, go and secretly investigate what happened after the prince left yesterday."

"it is good."

The big guys in the society must have their own assassins who do things that cannot be made public.

The words are divided into two parts.

After Bao Rong left Chen Mei's villa, he did not go directly to find Wei Jixiang with his younger brothers.

After he recovered from his injuries, he began to reflect on one thing. He didn't realize it before, but he had been following Chen Mei and had earned a lot of money. But what could he do with that little money?

The money lost by Chen Mei's son over the years is not as much as that lost by others. Look at other societies, they drive luxury cars and live in villas. Not only are the younger brothers in the society jealous, but even he, the boss, is jealous.

No, Chen Tailong is dead, and the society cannot be left to Chen Mei alone. Loyalty? That was all to fool the group of young kids who just started to get involved.

At this stage, loyalty and disloyalty are not as important as interests.

As long as it has anything to do with money, even your own father has to stand aside.

"Brother Rong, where are we going?" Seeing that their eldest brother said nothing after getting in the car, with a gloomy face, the younger brother couldn't help but ask.

Bao Rong thought about it and sneered, then said to his trusted brother: "Go find Fatty and Uncle Fatty for tea."

"understood."

The younger brother drove slowly away from Chen Mei's villa, with a car following far behind.

Uncle Fatty Hongtai’s home.

Fatty and Fei Bo were doing nothing but drinking tea and playing chess.

Fei Bo was already sitting in his old seat, his round body sunk in the rattan chair, the purple clay teapot in his hand steaming.

The fat man sat opposite him. His nickname was Fatty, but he was very thin.

The thin fingers were fiddling with a string of Buddhist beads, and the sandalwood beads made a slight clinking sound between the fingers.

At their retired age, they are not required to be involved in society affairs, and their enemies will not cause them trouble. They spend their days eating, drinking and having fun.

"Fat uncle, Fat uncle."

After Bao Rong entered the room, he called out respectfully and waved to his younger brothers beside him, signaling them to leave.

Fei Bo turned his head slowly, and after struggling to see that the person coming was Bao Rong, he said, "Ah Rong, are you healed?"

At the same time, he waved his hand and asked his younger servants to go out and wait.

Bao Rong would not come to see him unless he had nothing to do. In Hongtai, Bao Rong is considered a powerful boss.

He is usually not too polite to these old guys unless he needs help from them.

They are all typical of using people facing forward and not using people facing backward.

Bao Rong was in no hurry to speak. He waited until Uncle Fatty's younger brother and Uncle Chubby's younger brother left before walking over to the two old men. After a moment's deliberation, he spoke, "Something happened to the crown prince. Have both uncles heard the news?"

The two people who have been working in the society for a lifetime looked at each other and roughly guessed that Bao Rong had an idea.

Fei Bo, who was about to slam his head on the table, glanced at Bao Rong with his drooping eyelids: "Ah Rong, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Why are you hiding it from us two uncles?"

The fat man nodded in agreement: "Yes, we are old and don't want to see the club fall into chaos. Now we have to rely on you young people."

Bao Rong picked up a cigar from Fei Bo and cut it slowly. He was not sure what these two old guys were thinking.

Fei Bo looked at Bao Rong disapprovingly as he casually touched his things. If he dared to take his cigar today, wouldn't he dare to take his life tomorrow? Humph.

His eyelids drooped as he asked, "Something happened to the prince. Do you know who did it?"

Bao Rong roasted his cigar with fire: "Uncle Mei suspected that it was Ah Xiang who did it."

A surprised voice came over: "Ah Xiang? Does he have the guts to do this? I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to do it even if we gave him a few more guts."

"To be honest with you two uncles, I don't believe it either, so I came to you to discuss how to deal with this matter. Uncle Mei wants me to capture Wei Jixiang and bring him to him."

The fat man looked at Bao Rong, who was smoking a cigar leisurely, with doubt: "Then why don't you just grab him?"

He's not an important person, so even if I killed the wrong person, so what?

The most important thing is to stabilize the morale of the people within Hongtai.

This is related to their future pension insurance.

"Just catch him, but I think..." Bao Rong paused and said in a deep voice: "I personally think Uncle Mei may need to take a rest. After all, it is a heartbreaking thing for an old man to send off a young man. I am worried that he cannot bear the grief..."

"Ah Rong, I always thought you were the most powerful among your group. When the prince was alive, he was arrogant and a gambler. His father had given him so many problems. We couldn't say anything before, but this time, we two support you."

"That's right. The people below actually have a lot of opinions about them. You can go ahead and do whatever you want, but... you still have to be decent."

Bao Rong looked at the two old men, sucked his teeth and said, "I will capture Wei Jixiang first. Please go to Uncle Mei's villa and wait for him."

The two old men nodded slightly.

Bao Rong stood up and said, "The place before the Crown Prince, the two uncles will divide it up."

That's right. After talking for so long, there is actually nothing to say. Who would talk nonsense with you?

"Don't worry, Arong. Just do whatever you have planned. We said we would support you, and we won't go back on our word. We started hanging out when we were teenagers, and we were always good at it. Back then..."

Bao Rong: Damn it... Don't worry, everyone knows that you two were timid and cowardly in the past, and you ran away in the end.

"Okay, uncles. I'm going to run some business first."

"Come on, let's go comfort the dragon head too."