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The three hundred and eleventh chapter Jingzhe (2)

Chapter 311: Jingzhe (2)

Fang Yishi watched Chen Ming leave, with a cold smile and mocking, shook her head, sighed softly, and said, "If grandpa knew that the so-called 'Fang son-in-law' he had appointed was this embarrassing look, I would probably sigh."

"He may not be able to lament. Even if he is more advanced in medical technology, it is difficult to save a person who has been poisoned with potassium cyanide for more than two minutes." Fang Peng smiled coldly.

Potassium cyanide is commonly known as yam, colorless, has an almond flavor, has a similar appearance to sugar and is easily soluble in water. Taking extremely small amounts of potassium cyanide can cause death in a short period of time. It will drink like drinking tea like a old man. Generally, the symptoms of poisoning will appear ten seconds later, and will be unconscious within thirty seconds. If you do not treat it in time, you will basically die within two minutes.

So what Fang Peng said about poisoning for more than two minutes refers to the time of poisoning of potassium cyanide.

"Yes." Fang Yishi narrowed her beautiful eyes, her smile was a little gloomy, and she bloomed on her beautiful face, looking quite charming and weird.

"Sit down, eat, wait for news." Fang Peng raised his hand, his expression still faded. The thick glasses' light reflected slightly, making people unable to see his expression clearly.

At this moment, Chen Ming, Yan Caiwu, and Lao Bu Along were rushing to the parking lot. Chen Ming was very worried now, fearing that someone would chase him out directly. However, as long as he calmly analyzed, he would know that Fang Peng would let him go. The key point was that the name "Huang Shiyuan" was too insignificant. It was not worthy of using it as a sacrifice for others. Huang Shiyuan died or lived, but in fact, Fang Peng was not important.

This is why Xianling, or Huang Guozhang, wanted Chen Ming to play such a person, because Huang Shiyuan is too humble and small, and does not have too many circles and connections, so it will not attract attention. If Chen Ming is asked to play the dead senior executives of the Huang family, it is very likely that it will be misleading.

"Brother Huang Shiyuan, don't blame me for cheating outside wearing your vest. You have been very sad in your life. To be honest, but don't worry, I will make your name more glorious... This is also a compensation for you." Chen Ming said in his heart.

"Speaking of this, brother Chen Ming, I didn't see Cuihua when I ran out before." Old Bu Along looked back and asked Chen Ming in a daze.

"Are you looking for a fight?" Chen Ming laughed and cursed, stretched out his hand to grab Lao Bu Along's thick and round neck, pinched it hard, and said, "I didn't care about you just now. I have already said, don't call me this name, only my elders can call me 'Chen Ming', do you understand?"

"Ah? Oh... I'm sorry, I really forgot, because I shouted this feeling so smoothly... Uh... Brother Huang Shiyuan, what are we doing now?" Yan Caiwu felt a little surprised and nodded quickly.

"Let's go, hurry up. That Passat should be parked in the parking lot. As long as we get there, there should be no problem getting in the car." Chen Ming raised his hand and signaled to leave quickly, so that Yan Caiwu and Lao Bu Along could speed up the journey.

It took only ten minutes to walk on this bridge, but Mr. Chen felt it was very long.

Time was extended unlimitedly in Chen Ming's tense nerves. When he walked into the parking lot, he was already panting. He took out his cell phone to look at the time, then pointed to the Passat parked in the corner and said, "Go into the car and go."

There are already many people in the parking lot now. After a riot just now, there were crowds and policemen. Many customers were no longer interested and continued to stay. They drove away one after another, and luxury cars slowly drove away from the outdoor parking lot.

"Okay... go now." Lao Bu Along and Yan Caiwu nodded in response and ran towards the Passat. Chen Ming followed closely. When Yan Caiwu opened the door quickly and got into the cab. When Chen Ming reached the back seat, he saw Lao Bu Along not getting in the car for a long time. He was standing in the front of the car with a dull expression.

"What's wrong? Old Bu Along? Come up quickly!" Yan Caiwu poked his head out and looked at Old Bu Along, and saw that he was standing in front of Passat like a statue.

"What's going on?" Chen Ming frowned, opened the car door and walked out of the car, but as soon as he opened the car, he saw the familiar lemon yellow Ferrari F430, the strange woman, Wang Cui, sitting in the cab, poking her head out, and not in a hurry to leave, staring at Lao Bu's Long with a playful expression.

"Oh? Lao Bu Along, you are doing well now. You are qualified to eat in such an occasion. It's pretty good. You can afford to drive a car. Passat? It's really good, it's a good car." Wang Cui, who was sitting in the Ferrari's cab, quipped at Lao Bu Along with a smile, without any sarcastic tone, but Chen Ming felt uncomfortable all over.
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