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Chapter 126 The first missing person

At night, she was still singing and dancing, and was full of luxury. Wang Haicong specially invited bigwigs from the Hong Kong film industry to accompany her brother, listened to them talking loudly, and sang loudly. After that, two Hong Kong female stars stayed. She had a petite figure and a good reputation.

"There are no need to put bricks on these two people. Whether to eat doll noodles or do other things, it's up to you." Wang Haicong looked back at the two pretty figures under the dim light before leaving the door, saying, "By the way, the fee has been paid."

Life in Hong Kong is so lewd and luxurious. It takes ten mainland middle classes in three days to save a lifetime. If you don’t know how to cherish the money you have earned with hard work.

On the return trip, Wang Haicong played a guest role as a pilot. Only then did Liu Kunlun realize that this cheap brother was much higher than his level. He had obtained a commercial flight license and could fly this type of jet business jet, but he was still in the stage of Casessna.

After returning to Beijing, Liu Kunlun's life gradually got on track. He was tired of spending time. He used to be desperate for endless money when he was poor, but when he really had a lot of wealth, he didn't know how to use money to bring happiness to himself, because everything came too easily.

He does not lack women, and he is surrounded by his side. He comes and goes when he is summoned. He does not lack friends. Every day, there are more than a dozen people gather around him, drinking and chatting with Kun Shao, playing with airplanes, playing cigars and whiskey. He is Richard Mill's super VIP customer. After the limited edition Patek Philippe has arrived, he has to call Kun Shao first and come to his door to try it on. There is a special room at home to put a watch. The watch shaker turns the entire wall seems to be turning, but all this can no longer bring happiness.

Wang Haicong is a conscientious brother. He introduced his connections to his younger brother, took him to meet with figures in the political and business circles, had dinner with well-known directors, and played golf with retired vice-national level. The two brothers also went to Chongqing, but after returning, Wang Haicong, who had a keen sense of smell, said three "unstable" in a row, saying that he would not be able to get in touch with the other side in the future.

As people's hearts come to see over time, Liu Kunlun gradually realized that Wang Haicong did not regard himself as a competitor, but was a genuine brother. The family heritage is not the throne, but a win-win situation. Having a brother who loves each other is always more trustworthy than outsiders. Wang Haicong is exchanging sincerity for sincerity and winning his own trust.

In early spring, Beijing is sunny and sandstorms from the north ten years ago have disappeared. Beijing will hold the Olympics this year, and this blue sky should be called Olympic blue.

The brothers Wang Haicong and Liu Kunlun were sitting in a Bentley car, and the street trees were quickly retreating outside the window. The purpose of this trip was to the racecourse in the suburbs. Wang Haicong raised several Arab thoroughbred horses. Nowadays, he has no distance from ordinary rich people to play golf. He has to play horse racing.

"My friend has a few new Harley motorcycles. I have time to check it out. I still have a few motorcycle license plates on my hand. If you need it, you can use it." Wang Haicong was just talking, when suddenly the butt of the car was hit by the car behind, followed by another one, obviously a malicious collision.

Liu Kunlun looked back and saw a Mercedes-Benz car with license plates in mainland China and Hong Kong, rushing towards him with aggressive speed. The front of the car had deformed and the bumper was drooping, but it continued to hit him unceasingly.

"Let's stop." Wang Haicong ordered the driver,

The Bentley stopped on the side of the road, and the Mercedes-Benz behind also stopped. The vehicle leading the way in front discovered an emergency behind, reversed, and four bodyguards got out of the car and were ready.

"It's okay, it's a relative." Wang Haicong said, getting off the car and buttoning it up, and walking towards the Mercedes-Benz.

The Mercedes-Benz door opened, and two young men, one man and one woman came down. The women looked familiar. They probably saw them at the King's House in Taipingshan, Hong Kong. The men's eyebrows and eyes were very close to Wang Xijue.

"Wang Haicong! You murderer!" the man shouted loudly, "You killed my brother!"

"Wilson is dead?" Wang Haicong raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised.

"Stop pretending, it's you who did it!" The young man came over and the bodyguard stepped forward to stop him.

"He is Wang Xilin, Wilson's younger brother, half-brother, and has a similar relationship with us. The girl's name is Karen, and she is also our cousin who is several levels apart."

"Wang Haicong, if you have the guts, you will fight me alone!" Wang Xilin's voice was hoarse and cried. Although he was tall, he was like a scholar without any power in front of the more burly bodyguard.

The trunk of the Bentley car had been knocked and deformed, but it could still be opened. Wang Haicong took out two polo sticks. This was originally intended to teach Liu Kunlun to play polo in the horse court. He asked the bodyguard to dodge and threw one for Wang Xilin: "Aren't you going to fight alone? Come on."

Wang Xilin held the polo stick in both hands, and his posture was very professional, which should be a kendo routine. Wang Haicong was much more casual, holding the stick in one hand and still hitting the spinner.

"Can you do it? Or I'll get in?" Liu Kunlun lit a cigarette and leaned against the car to watch the fun.

"I'm afraid you will kill someone. Are there few people you beat him to death?" Wang Haicong turned around and smiled.

Wang Xilin took advantage of his distraction and raised the polo stick above his head. The force of Taishan was pressing down on the top. Wang Haicong turned sideways and pulled the stick to his opponent in the waist. When he tripped under his feet, Wang Xilin fell to the ground.

Karen ran over, knelt on the ground with one leg, and held Wang Xilin's head on his knees. He looked up at Wang Haicong and Liu Kunlun, and was distraught: "Murderer! You have killed Wilson, and you still want to kill Steve, otherwise I will kill you."

The vehicle was speeding on the Beijing-Tibet Expressway. This scene attracted the attention of the car owners and also attracted the attention of the highway traffic police. A police car drove up. When the traffic police saw the rear-end vehicle was a Mercedes-Benz S600 with license plates in Hong Kong and Shenzhen, they knew that the person involved in the accident was not an ordinary person. Looking at the car in front, it was even more awesome. It was a license plate starting with Beijing A8. There was a license plate from the CPPCC and Guoan under the windshield, and it seemed to be bigger.

Both parties in the traffic accident were unwilling to intervene, and they just said that they could just report to the insurance company. The traffic police didn't want to be too troublesome and warned them not to fight before leaving the scene.

"Master, I don't think it's a rear-end collision. I just hit it once. This is the effect of hitting it several times, or it's the kind of hit it on purpose at full speed." The driving policeman looked at the two parties in the rearview mirror and got into the car, questioning suspiciously that the gray-haired old policeman beside him.

"You are just smart." The old policeman turned on the radio, and Beijing welcomed you singing.

Wang Haicong’s horse farm is outside the North Sixth Ring Road, covering a wide area, with office buildings, horse houses and tracks, with dozens of staff alone. The powerful people in the capital will bring their families here to visit on weekends. In addition to expensive thoroughbred horse racing, Wang Haicong also raises some horses that children like.

Karen looked out from the window of the lounge, and the free-range deer wandered around the yard, with pure eyes like an angel, but their owner was as evil as a devil, Karen sighed.

The waiter presented hot coffee, and Wang Haicong took a sip of coffee and said, "This place was called Nanjing during the Northern Song Dynasty. It was the southernmost city of the Liao Dynasty. The Central Plains regime lost the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun and lost its strategic advantages and the area for raising horses, so it has been suppressed by Liao and Jin. Since ancient times, there have been few successful northern expeditions in the south. Most of the cases are the unification of the north and the south."

Liu Kunlun has read history and knows that Wang Haicong has something in his words. This is telling Hong Kong brothers and sisters that the Wang family in Beijing is the truth, and the Wang family in Hong Kong should not have any unreasonable thoughts.

The Wang brothers and sisters are also well-read and have received excellent higher education. They naturally understand the meanings contained in the words they say, and do not speak or touch coffee.

"You can tell me now, what's going on?" Wang Haicong made a gesture of invitation.

Wang Xilin said: "Since you like to pretend to be stupid, then I will say it again. Two weeks ago, Wilson drove his boat alone to sea, and a week later, he could not contact him by maritime phone and high-frequency radio. I called the police. The police found a record of entry in Indonesian customs. Then, news came that a ghost ship was found in the southern waters of Kalimantan, which was a ship without a human. It was confirmed that it was Wilson's Angel. There were many bullet shells on the deck, and bullet holes were everywhere on the hull, and dried blood. The police of the two countries cooperated to detect it, and finally came to the conclusion that Wilson was killed by pirates. But everyone knows that there is no pirate, you killed him."

As he said that, Wang Xilin stood up and pointed at Wang Haicong in anger.

The bodyguard approached and was pulled back by Wang Haicong.

"Has his body been found?" Wang Haicong was calm.

"The body should have sunk into the sea, and the pirates were forged on the ship, but we all know that it was you who did it, you can't tolerate him, you are afraid of him, you coward, you dare not compete fairly."

"Okay, Wilson is not dead, don't be excited." Wang Haicong walked over and pressed Wang Xilin's shoulder and pressed him back to his seat.

"Wilson's IQ is 160. Will he be killed by a group of uneducated Southeast Asian pirates? Do you believe it?" Wang Haicong looked back at Liu Kunlun, "Do you believe it?"

Liu Kunlun shook his head.

"Actually you don't believe it." Wang Haicong pointed at Wang Xilin, "You have a wishful IQ and play the victim, but do you know that Wilson sent someone to monitor our father and son, and tampered with me on the plane I gave to my father, and almost killed my brother! Do you understand this murder? Do you understand the disputes within the family? But I endured it, and I still gave him a chance to ask him to come north to help me. After all, he is a family and a good friend who grew up. He suspected that I wanted to kill him, so he made a clumsy situation to create the illusion of his own death. If you use your brain, why would you have to do this in Indonesia? I just found a killer in Hong Kong and did it. Why did he run to Kalimantan alone without even a helper? Don't you think it's strange?"

Wang Xilin was silent.

"Brother Wilson is really alive?" The spark of hope in Karen's eyes was definitely not like a disguise.

"He must be alive. When you go back and wait for him, he will contact him. Then he will bring me a message to him." Wang Haicong said, "I just said that I can think that he is no longer there, but if I find that he is still targeting me secretly, he knows the consequences. Anyway, he is already a dead person, so I am not afraid of dying again."

Speaking later, his tone became gloomy and terrifying.

Karen stopped talking this time.
Chapter completed!
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