"Where... where do you want to go..."
In his mind, torn between choices, Zhuo Wei finally compromised.
With trepidation, he looked at Xu Fan in the back seat, worried that the young man might shatter his heart with a single word of disagreent.
"Drive to the western suburbs."
After giving his instructions, Xu Fan imdiately withdrew his hand from Zhuo Wei's chest.
Subconsciously, Zhuo Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and following Xu Fan's orders, he started the engine and drove towards the western suburbs of Shanghai.
The young man behind him had shocked him like never before; driving the car, it felt as though a pair of eyes were watching him from behind at every mont, and Zhuo Wei dared not make the slightest wrong move.
Playing jokes with one's life, he really didn't have the guts for that.
As they left the urban area and the surroundings beca more desolate, Zhuo Wei's forehead involuntarily began to sweat with the guidance of Xu Fan's directions.
Although he had never been to this place, he had heard about it countless tis.
Because of delayed funding, this demolished and abandoned factory had remained desolate to this day.
No one cared about it, and it had turned into the perfect spot for murder, and Zhuo Wei had seen news about discarded bodies found here more than a few tis.
He had dismissed these stories with contempt, but now he thought he might just beco one of those countless lost souls.
"Bro... Brother, we have no grudges or grievances. Why, why are you bringing here..."
Rembering Xu Fan's comnt about him needing joss paper soon, Zhuo Wei's fear grew even more.
Seeing Xu Fan resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, he asked the question timidly.
"No grudges or grievances? Reporter Zhuo was so bold just a mont ago, have you forgotten?"
Suddenly, Xu Fan smiled and opened his eyes.
Staring into those coldly piercing eyes through the rearview mirror, Zhuo Wei felt as if he were in a vacuum, unable to breathe.
"I... I'm just, just a person who likes to joke, brother, please don't take it to heart..."
"Save the nonsense, stop the car."
Before Zhuo Wei could continue trying to ingratiate himself, Xu Fan curtly issued a command.
The car stopped near the desolate old factory, and Xu Fan picked up a bag of joss paper that was placed to the side and got out of the car.
In an instant, as the sound of the car engine roared to life!
Realizing the danger to his life, Zhuo Wei, seeing Xu Fan stepping out of the car, floored the gas pedal.
Run!
No matter what, he could not fall into this guy's hands today!
Instantly, the car shot out like an arrow, but before Zhuo Wei could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, the sound of shattering glass rang in his ears, and a hand reached in through the car window, grabbed his head, and yanked him out of the car!
Bang!
The car, still in motion, crashed into the ruins, and Zhuo Wei now sat sprawled on the ground, feeling the fresh cuts from the car window glass on his body, he couldn't help but wail in pain.
"Reporter Zhuo, having fun?"
As he lay on the ground, his head spinning, and saw the young man squatting in front of him with a bag of joss paper, Zhuo Wei trembled all over in fear.
"It was just... just a joke, please... please don't take it seriously..."
Heaven knows if this young man had erged from the Netherworld, the Soul Reaper. Even with such a quick reaction from himself, Xu Fan had managed to respond even quicker.
Not only that, but he had even broken the car window and dragged him out, with a brutality like dragging a dead dog...
"Reporter Zhuo, what do you think of this place?"
Glancing around at the desolate surroundings, Xu Fan asked.
"Pretty... pretty good..."
Unsure of Xu Fan's current thoughts, Zhuo Wei answered timidly.
"Since that's the case, I believe Journalist Zhuo, when you lay to rest here, you shouldn't feel lonely."
"Big Brother!"
The casual remark nearly scared Zhuo Wei into peeing himself, and with a thump, he knelt down before Xu Fan!
"Don't... don't kill , I, I was wrong, truly, truly wrong..."
Knowing when to bow and when to stand tall, Zhuo Wei felt this was his greatest strength. At that mont with his life hanging by a thread, he didn't hesitate to kowtow to Xu Fan, thump, thump, thump.
"What did you do wrong?"
With his forehead already bruised, Zhuo Wei didn't stop kowtowing. Witnessing the scene, Xu Fan couldn't help but hum.
"I... I shouldn't have tried to extort you. Just treat like a fart and let go, I won't dare to do it again..."
"Heh, Journalist Zhuo does seem to have so self-awareness."
Xu Fan gave him a nonchalant glance and asked, "So, Journalist Zhuo, do you still need the forty million to answer my previous question?"
"Here, I have a bag full of money, just say the word, and I certainly won't shortchange you."
"..."
Looking at the bag of joss paper Xu Fan held, Zhuo Wei's smile was uglier than if he were crying.
Damn it, you don't scare soone like this!
"Our... our relationship, talking about money hurts feelings, talking about money hurts feelings..."
Smiling awkwardly, Zhuo Wei then said agreeably, "Whatever you want to ask, just ask away. I will spare no details!"
Scared out of his wits all the way here, how could Zhuo Wei still rember clearly what had happened in the coffee shop just before?
All he knew was that today he had made a colossal mistake!
"Tell , who made you go after Guan Shing?"
Zhuo Wei was as obedient as an innocent child at that mont. Xu Fan gave him a look and started questioning.
"Hua Entertainnt, it was, was soone from Hua Entertainnt who told to do this, they gave... gave five million..."
Zhuo Wei imdiately blurted out the answer to Xu Fan's question.
Seeing Xu Fan wasn't very familiar with Hua Entertainnt, Zhuo Wei eagerly began to explain.
"Hua Entertainnt has quite a reputation in Huaxia, with many famous artists under its banner, the most famous being Li Qinghe."
"They're in competition with Huan Ya, and seeing Huan Ya found such a promising talent, they wanted to help them nip this potential threat in the bud."
Zhuo Wei explained everything to Xu Fan down to the last detail, desperate to save his own skin and willing to spill all the beans.
After listening, Xu Fan frowned slightly.
He wasn't very familiar with Hua Entertainnt, but he was all too familiar with the ntioned Li Qinghe.
He hadn't expected that the issue concerning Guan Shing would be linked to Li Qinghe.
Glancing at Zhuo Wei, who didn't seem to be lying, Xu Fan beca sowhat worried.
At that mont, all he could hope for was that Li Qinghe had nothing to do with this matter.
"Big Brother, I... I definitely won't bother Guan Shing again. Look, can you please just let go?"
Looking at Xu Fan timidly, still unable to guess what he was thinking, Zhuo Wei couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm? Did I say I would let you go?"
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