Song Qingtong waited in the distance. Chen Li thought the old man would hesitate and consider it all night, and was just about to leave.

The old man called out to him:

"Young man, wait a moment."

Chen Li stopped and looked at him.

The old man sighed:

"I'm all old, I'm not afraid of anything, so I'll just tell you. It's Liu Jiangqian, the manager of Xinglong Used Car Dealership!"

"Those bastards are no good. They bully others because of their power. Everyone in the entire car market is afraid of them. When they squat by the back door smoking, they will throw stones at my dog. My dog ​​barks whenever it sees them."

"I got off work early tonight and was cooking dinner when I heard the dog barking. I went out to see what was happening and saw Liu Jiang sneaking in through the back door with two other people. They came out through the back door and then came out again. Not long after, the fire started."

"They warned me before they left that if I dared to say they had been there, they would bury my wife and me alive."

Chen Li looked at Song Qingtong, who was not far away.

Song Qingtong walked over and asked:

"Can you be a witness?"

The old man replied:

"No, I have a grandson who is still in school, and besides, I..."

His son was beaten to death, and there has been no explanation to this day. He believes those who have shown him kindness, but he doesn't believe any empty promises.

Chen Li nodded and said:

"understand."

He said to Song Qingtong:

"Even if there are witness testimonies, Liu Jiang will deny everything, and his lawyer will bail him out of prison. There will be no substantial result, and I will still have to pay more than 30 million yuan."

"Let me handle this in my own way, so as not to cause you any trouble."

Song Qingtong is part of the special investigation team. She generally doesn't directly participate in cases without special approval from higher authorities.

She pretended not to hear anything, turned and left, saying:

"Say something when you have enough evidence, and I'll make the arrest."

Chen Li called Xiao Wen and asked her to send someone to pick up the old man and leave the area, so that he could start work the next day.

Next.

He wanted to get Liu Jiang to talk and find out who was behind it all.

……

Inside the New Era Bar, the sound waves surged like a tidal wave, and demons danced wildly.

Inside the private room.

Liu Jiang and his henchmen were enjoying themselves, embracing young women, singing, and drinking.

Burning down the used car dealership left Chen Li with tens of millions in loans. Forget about making a comeback; if he can't repay the money, the bank could sue him and send him back to jail.

He did a good job that satisfied Zhang Jin, who took him on as a subordinate and promised to guarantee his safety while he worked at the establishment.

As for Chen Li...

Humph.

No one would suspect that he did it. Even if they did, they had no evidence. What could they do to him?

It was past midnight.

Liu Jiang and his friends got completely drunk and each called a ride-hailing service to take them home.

His younger brother helped him squat down beside the green belt and vomit. A black car stopped next to them.

After Liu Jiang finished vomiting, his younger brother opened the car door, helped him into the back seat, and closed the door.

Liu Jiang, lying in the back row, mumbled incoherently:

"Let's go to Jialan Garden."

The driver, wearing a baseball cap, started the car and quickly disappeared into the night.

Just as they saw their boss off, Liu Jiang's underling's phone rang.

"Hello, who is this?"

"I'm a ride-hailing driver, I've arrived. Where do you want to get in?"

"Are you kidding me? Didn't you already pick them up?"

"Are you kidding me? I just arrived and haven't even seen anyone yet. Don't come after me if they go missing."

moment.

Liu Jiang's underling broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the disappearing taillights. The ride-hailing driver had just arrived. Who was the person who picked up their boss?

An hour later.

The black sedan drove out of the city and into the wilderness on the outskirts.

Chen Li got out of the car, opened the back door, dragged Liu Jiang, who was sleeping like a log, out, and threw him on the ground.

"This isn't my home, where am I?"

Liu Jiang groggily opened his eyes and saw a person wearing a baseball cap, holding a baseball bat on his shoulder in one hand and smoking a cigarette in the other. In the instant the cigarette lit up, he realized that the person was Chen Li.

"ah--"

Liu Jiang instantly regained his senses, cried out in alarm, and shouted:

"Help! Help!"

He tried to crawl backward, but Chen Li broke his leg with a stick, and he screamed hoarsely with his head tilted back.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a soul in sight for miles around, and no one heard him even when he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Tell me, who gave you permission to burn down my used car dealership?"

Chen Li stepped on his chest, looking down at him like a king.

Perhaps Liu Jiang felt that Chen Ligang, having just been released from prison, was not yet qualified to challenge the Juxian Chamber of Commerce. He thought that if Zhang Jin's name was mentioned, Chen Ligang would be afraid and let him off the hook.

So he shouted:

"Chen Li, I'm warning you, I'm a member of Brother Jin's Juxian Chamber of Commerce. Obediently take me back to get my leg treated, and I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise..."

"Back in the day, you were just a gofer following me around, and you dare to act all high and mighty?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Li swung his baseball bat and smashed the arm he was pointing at. Only the person involved knew how ear-piercing and painful the sound of bones breaking was.

With a broken leg and an arm, Liu Jiang curled up in pain, clutching a blade of grass and wailing in agony.

At this moment, he sobered up completely and realized that if he didn't speak up tonight, Chen Li wouldn't let him off the hook.

"It's Brother Jin, Zhang Jin, Tiger Boss's trusted general from the Black Tiger branch of the Juxian Chamber of Commerce. You killed his underlings, and he's going to make you lose everything and pay with your life. Please, let me go."

Liu Jiang was so frightened that he cried until his throat was hoarse, looking utterly pathetic.

Where is Zhang Jin now?

Chen Li pointed at him with a baseball bat and asked.

Liu Jiang replied:

"I heard a really sexy internet celebrity is going to work at the New Century Bar tonight, and Zhang Jin wants to sleep with her. She was still there when I came out, but I don't know if she's still there now..."

After he finished speaking, Chen Li checked the recording on the recorder to preserve evidence, and then said to his subordinates:

"Drag it to the abandoned factory and keep an eye on it."

Two men emerged from the shadows, lifted Liu Jiang into the trunk, and headed towards the abandoned factory not far away.

Lai Tou was recovering from his leg injury and didn't trust Zhang San Kui's people, so he asked Mu Ning Shuang for two capable bodyguards to help him with minor matters.

These bodyguards handled the corpses very professionally and meticulously, which shows that Old Man Mu was no pushover back then. He may have looked kind and gentle, but he must have killed quite a few people behind the scenes.

The person in charge who can lead the family to do such a big business and make the family a member of the elite is definitely not a pushover.

He opened the car door, tossed the baseball bat into the passenger seat, and drove back to the New Century Bar.

Step into the bar.

The midnight revelry has only just begun.

As the voluptuous, sexy DJ swayed her hands, the entire bar erupted in a frenzy, like a testosterone-fueled tidal wave, swaying wildly and shouting:

"Little Yuanying, I love you!"

"Little Yuanying, marry me!"

The DJ on stage is the internet celebrity "Xiao Yuanying" who is performing tonight. She became famous for imitating Zhang Yuanying, who was wearing a short skirt that barely covered her buttocks, and while she is still famous, she goes around making money by performing.

Even for a well-established bar like New Century Bar in a bustling city, she needs to maintain good relationships with local bigwigs to make money.

Otherwise, let alone making money, they'd be skinned alive.

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