RPAGF Chapter 336 Internal strife
Chapter 336 Internal strife
after an hour.
Wen Zhixia helped Fu Ruoshi change the bandage and clean the fluid from the wound. Fu Ruoshi took advantage of the time when she was changing his bandage to take a nap.
At ten o'clock, the two set off on time.
"When we get there, if you're scared, just leave first." Before getting in the car, Fu Ruoshi said to Wen Zhixia, "Because if I see Zhao Xiaoning, I will definitely beat him up first."
Wen Zhixia paused as she got into the car.
"What's there to be afraid of?" She looked at Fu Ruoshi in confusion. "Just let him breathe and let me ask him some questions."
Fu Ruoshi was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then smiled in surprise.
She always gave him unexpected feelings at some unintentional moments.
Fu Ruoshi reached out and touched Wen Zhixia's hair.
Wen Zhixia dodged it somewhat unnaturally.
She just wants to resolve this crisis quickly and put emotional matters aside.
But Fu Ruoshi can do many things at the same time, and dealing with the crisis does not prevent him from advancing his relationship with her at the same time.
Even in the most tense moments, he felt inexplicably excited.
Not long after, the car stopped at the gate of a community in the east of the city.
When getting off the car, Fu Ruoshi looked behind him vigilantly and let Wen Zhixia walk in front of him. The two of them went up to the sixth floor, one in front and the other behind.
As soon as I opened the door, I smelled the familiar aroma of food.
This was followed by a burst of cursing.
With a bang, the bone china tableware fell to the ground and shattered. Zhao Xiaoning's voice could be heard, "Fu Ruoshi? Fuck his uncle Fu Ruoshi! Do you think that everything will be fine if you hold me here? Do you dare to touch me? If you have the guts, just give me your phone. That way, when my dad comes, I can say a few good words for you. If you let him find me on his own, you'll be dead!"
Fu Ruoshi slowed down his pace, looked back at Wen Zhixia, and made a disdainful and sarcastic face at her with a roll of his eyes.
Being so unrefined at this time, Wen Zhixia was both angry and amused, and hit him on the back.
"Hey, who wants to fuck my uncle?"
Fu Ruoshi walked leisurely, with a faint smile on his lips, and the smile stained his eyebrows, but his seductive eyes flashed with a completely opposite vicious murderous intent.
When he saw Fu Ruo, Zhao Xiaoning's arrogance immediately diminished.
Fu Ruoshi asked the guards to leave and looked at Zhao Xiaoning who was handcuffed to the bed. "Is lunch delicious? I asked the Mayfair Hotel to make it especially for you."
Zhao Xiaoning shrank his neck and glared at Fu Ruoshi, but he didn't dare to curse at the security guard like he did just now.
Didn't they say he was stabbed more than a dozen times? He was puzzled. Why did he look like nothing happened? Was it fake news?
"You, what are you doing?" Zhao Xiaoning pretended to be stupid, "I didn't provoke you."
Fu Ruoshi looked at him coldly and wanted to beat him up several times, but he held back.
"Let's put aside the question of whether you want to offend me or not," Fu Ruoshi took the two bottles of beer on the bedside table, opened one and took a sip. "My wife wants to ask Zhao Zhengrong something. I'm going to call your dad. Please speak up."
Zhao Xiaoning didn't understand what my wife meant for a moment, and then he saw Wen Zhixia appear in front of him and blurted out, "When did you marry this bitch..."
With a bang, the beer can hit Zhao Xiaoning on the head, making him see stars.
Fu Ruoshi's smile suddenly faded, and he reached out to grab Zhao Xiaoning's collar, "How dare you scold my wife? Do you think your life is too long!?!"
He suddenly flew into a rage, like a wolf from which the skin of a fox had been torn off.
"Cough!! Cough cough cough!!!" Zhao Xiaoning's face and neck were red from being pinched by him, and he felt like he was suffocating. He spoke incoherently, "I, I, I just said it casually, it wasn't..."
Xu Hui kept calling Wen Zhixia "that bitch" in front of him, and over time it became a habit for him.
"Alright, let him go," Wen Zhixia said, "don't tear the wound open."
Fu Ruoshi reluctantly let go of his throbbing hand, stood up, took out his cell phone and called Zhao Zhengrong.
Zhao Zhengrong answered immediately.
"Hello?" His voice was a little nervous. "Who is this? Xiao Ning? Or Xiao Fu?"
When Zhao Xiaoning heard his father's voice, he was about to cry, but when he looked up, he saw Fu Ruoshi holding a fruit knife, leaning against the table, playing with it leisurely.
He swallowed and stopped shouting for a moment.
"Speak up," Fu Ruoshi said with a smile, pointing the tip of the knife at Zhao Xiaoning, "Your father is calling you."
Zhao Xiaoning saw that the tip of his knife was clearly pointing at his penis, and thought that if he said the wrong thing and his penis was in danger, what would be the difference between being alive and being dead?
"Dad," he suppressed his panic, "I, I'm still alive, I'm here now..."
"Ahem!" Fu Ruoshi coughed, stopping him from saying the address.
He said directly to Zhao Zhengrong, "Uncle Zhao, I want to ask you something. Just tell me the truth, and I promise to send your son back to your home intact. If he loses even a hair, I will be responsible to the end."
But of course he wouldn't. Fu Ruoshi was a gangster at heart, and he had no intention of talking about morality with these people.
As long as he got any useful information, he would immediately beat Zhao Xiaoning into a pig's head and hand him over to the police.
"Go ahead," Zhao Zhengrong said politely, "As long as my son is safe, I can tell you anything."
Fu Ruoshi nodded and handed the phone to Wen Zhixia.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao," Wen Zhixia said. "I'm Wen Zhixia. Do you know anything about the difficulties at the new coal mine?"
Zhao Zhengrong played dumb, "Girl, what mining disaster? I haven't heard of it."
"Weren't you a major shareholder of Xinmei Group before?" Wen Zhixia asked again.
Zhao Zhengrong uttered a few "ohs," "That was a long time ago. I quit the company a long time ago. I don't do this business anymore. It's too risky. Now that company is nationalized, I don't know what happened back then."
It seems that he is planning to pass the buck.
Fu Ruoshi knew that he was not telling the truth when he saw him hesitating.
Without saying a word, he raised his foot, stepped on Zhao Xiaoning's ankle with his hard leather shoe, and crushed it down hard!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"
Zhao Xiaoning screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Dad!!! Dad!!! Save me!!!"
Fu Ruoshi understood the character of the Zhao family. He knew that Wen Zhixia was like a scholar meeting a soldier when facing this group of people. It would be impossible to get the information he wanted without using dirty tricks.
Let Wen Zhixia be the good guy, and he will be the bad guy himself.
Sure enough, when Zhao Zhengrong heard Zhao Xiaoning's screams, he panicked on the spot.
"No, no, no! Don't hit my son!" His voice trembled. "Xiao Fu, let's talk it out!"
Fu Ruoshi sneered and let go of Zhao Xiaoning. "Uncle Zhao, you watched me grow up, you know me. I am very impatient. I will give you ten minutes to recall it carefully. When you recall it, reply to me."
"Okay, okay," Zhao Zhengrong said, "Don't hit my son!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zhengrong and Secretary Wang had already started arguing in the villa.
"No, I have to save my son first," Zhao Zhengrong put down the boat ticket in his hand. "I'm not leaving. I won't leave until my son leaves safely."
"What good is your good-for-nothing son of yours except for causing trouble?" Secretary Wang was furious. "Old Zhao, don't worry. I don't believe that the Fu family, who have been so powerful for so many years, don't have any bloody messes on their hands! They threaten us! We can't threaten them?!"
"That's my son!!!" Zhao Zhengrong was so anxious that tears came out. "I can't gamble with my son's life!"
After saying that, he put on his clothes and was about to go out.
Suddenly, I felt a chill on the back of my head.
The cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against him.
Secretary Wang's voice followed closely, "Old Zhao, think carefully. If you die, no one will save your son."