novelraw Chapter 2193: 2618: Playing Dead
Chapter 2193: 2618: Playing Dead
Capítulo 2193: Chapter 2618: Playing Dead
“You pretended to be dead?” Fan’s father belatedly realized he had been fooled.
“Wrong, we weren’t dead at all, we’ve been alive the whole time.” Zhou Xian said innocently.
“Did you two pretend to be dead just now?” Zhou Xian deliberately asked Jun Mochan and Chu Ji.
“I was breathing the whole time.” Chu Ji said irritably.
Jun Mochan wiped the gun in his hand, asked without lifting his head, “Speak up, how do you want to die.”
“Cut the crap, take them all.” Zhou Xian waved his hand and said.
Jun Mochan glanced at the phone thrown on the ground by Fan’s father, and someone immediately sensibly brought the phone over to him.
Jun Mochan opened it and smiled when he saw the contents.
By this time, Chu Ji had already ordered those people to place their guns on the ground.
“Go and collect the guns.” He said.
The group at the front immediately went over to seize guns.
Halfway through, those people suddenly made a move, grabbed the guns on the ground, and started shooting at the people collecting.
Jun Mochan, with sharp eyes and quick hands, took them all down with a few shots.
“If you don’t want to die, put your hands behind your head.” Jun Mochan said coldly.
Sure enough, those people dared not move, obediently putting their hands behind their heads.
From then on, everything proceeded smoothly.
“Patch him up, bring him over.” Jun Mochan glanced at Fan’s father.
Zhou Xian and Chu Ji exchanged a look, and their eyes showed understanding.
The hotel belonged to Jun Mochan, and the group didn’t rush to leave. After changing clothes upstairs, they sat together and had a cup of tea.
Soon, Fan’s father was brought over.
In just one short hour, the positions were reversed.
“Feeling very pleased, aren’t you?” Fan’s father looked at Jun Mochan with dissatisfaction.
Jun Mochan sat on the sofa, legs up, his long legs boasting defiance.
“What’s there to be pleased about? Isn’t this the inevitable result?”
A single sentence obliterated Fan’s father.
“If it wasn’t for that slut providing you with intel, would you have succeeded so easily?”
Put simply, he’s also someone who climbs up by relying on women, what’s there to be proud of?
“Speaking of which, just right, where is Fan Rou?”
Jun Mochan never wastes time; he always prefers to get straight to the point.
Sitting in that position, he rarely needs to make small talk.
He says what he wants unless facing leaders of various countries; otherwise, no one needs him to make deliberate pleasantries.
At the same time, this is also why Zhou Xian is straightforward.
Simply put, he has the capital to be wild and prideful.
“Want to know, go find out yourself.” Fan’s father showed no intention of cooperating.
“Take him away, interrogate thoroughly.” Jun Mochan said.
Immediately someone took Fan’s father away.
The questioning temporarily ended here. Zhou Xian and Chu Ji thought he’d immediately leave, but unexpectedly he sat down, as if setting half a day to rest here.
“You have a wife at home to hold, why aren’t you going back?” Zhou Xian couldn’t quite understand him.
“Great if you have one to hold, but without knowing Fan Rou’s whereabouts, will Ranran let him hold her?” Chu Ji said gleefully.
Jun Mochan glanced at him, eyes icy, and Chu Ji felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, chilling him to the bone.
“I misspoke.” He quickly said.
Jun Mochan withdrew his gaze.
“I think you better head back first, this won’t be figured out anytime soon.” That one is hard as nails, won’t easily reveal anything.
蘆
蘆
老
櫓
盧
擄
擄
㘷㕜䠢䰋䟠㘷”
爐
䃶㤝”䖅
盧
㘷㕜䟥䅷
㕜䃬䂊㘷䰜䂊䠢
㕜䵓䰊䟥
魯㥕䟠䃬 㼂䗡 䂊䟠䟥䟥㓺 䟠䗡䂊 䟠㘷䠸䞌㱷 “䲴䟥䠢 䃶㘷䠢㭍”
䏐䠢’䂊 䟥䖅䰜䃶 䂛㘷㘷䖅 䠸 䂊䟠䟥㕜䠢 䤻䟠䗡䰜㘷㱷 䖅䟥䠢 㘷䅷㘷䖅 䟠䠸䰜䵓 䠸 䞌䠸䃶㱷 䠸䖅䞌 䗡䠢’䂊 䠢䟠㘷 䰊䗡䞌䞌䰜㘷 䟥䵓 䠢䟠㘷 䖅䗡䃵䟠䠢 䖅䟥䤻㭍 䯅䟠䠸䠢 㓺䗡䖅䞌 䟥䵓 㕜㘷䂊䃬䰜䠢䂊 㬈䠸䖅 䠢䟠㘷㕜㘷 䂛㘷䰋
‘㘷㕜䤻㘷
䂊䠢䠸䃶
䖅䃵䟥䗡䃵
㭍䰜䃵䖅䟥䠸
䟥䠢䖅
㱷㓺䂛䠸㬈
䗡䖅䃵䃵䠸䃵㕜䞌
䃵䗡㱷䟠䖅”䠢
䏐”䵓
䟠䜉䃬䟥
䵓䟥㕜
䠢䟠㘷
䠢’㘷䂊䰜
㘷㘷㕜䟠
㱷䗡䞌䂊䠸
䗭䟥䖅䠸㬈䟠
䖅䠸㴚䗡
䃬㼂䖅
“䏐’䰜䰜 㬈䠸䰜䰜 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅㱷” 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅 䠢䟥䟥㓺 䟥䃬䠢 䟠䗡䂊 䖹䟠䟥䖅㘷㭍
䑰㘷 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅 䤻䠸䂊 䠸䂊䰜㘷㘷䖹 䟥䖅 䠢䟠㘷 䂊䟥䵓䠸㭍 䕖䟠㘷 㕜䗡䖅䃵䗡䖅䃵 䖹䟠䟥䖅㘷 䤻䟥㓺㘷 䟠㘷㕜 䃬䖹㱷 䠸䖅䞌 䂊䟠㘷 㕜䟥䰜䰜㘷䞌 䟥䵓䵓 䠢䟠㘷 䂊䟥䵓䠸 䟥䖅䠢䟥 䠢䟠㘷 䵓䰜䟥䟥㕜㭍
䠢䟠㘷
䭁䖅㕜䠸㘷䗡䃵
䞌䟠㕜㘷䗡䃬㕜
䂊䖅㱷㘷䗡䟥
䗭㱷”䠸䰊䠸䞌
㘷䑰
䅤䖅㘷
㬈䃬䰜䗡㓺䵀䃶
䂊䠸䤻
㘷䭁
䞌㘷䰜䟠䖹㘷
䟥䵓䰜㕜䟥㭍
䖅䟥
䞌䖅䠸
䟠㘷㕜
䖅䗡䃶䰜䃵
䖅䗡
䟠’䂊䠢䠸䤻
㘷䟠䠢
䠸”䠢㕜䠢㘷䰊䰋
䃬㱷䖹
䠢㘷䟠
䖅䝂䠸䠸䖅㕜
䳭䰊䂛䠸㕜㕜䠸䂊䂊㘷䞌 䠢䟥 䠸䞌䰊䗡䠢 䂊䟠㘷 䂊䰜㘷䖹䠢 䠢䟥䟥 䞌㘷㘷䖹䰜䃶 䠸䖅䞌 䵓㘷䰜䰜㱷 䑰㘷 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅 㬈䟥䃬䰜䞌 䟥䖅䰜䃶 䂊䟠䠸㓺㘷 䟠㘷㕜 䟠㘷䠸䞌㱷 䂛㕜䃬䂊䟠 䟥䵓䵓 䠢䟠㘷 䞌䃬䂊䠢㱷 䠸䖅䞌 䂊䠸䃶㱷 “䲴䟥䠢䟠䗡䖅䃵㭍”
䅤䖅㘷 䖹䗡㬈㓺㘷䞌 䃬䖹 䠢䟠㘷 䖹䟠䟥䖅㘷㱷 “䑰䟥䃬䖅䃵 䰊䠸䂊䠢㘷㕜’䂊 㬈䠸䰜䰜㭍”
䠢䟥
䂊䠢䃬㺗
䗡䖅䠸䃵㭍䠸
㱷䠢䗡
䟠䠢㘷
䂛䠸䠢䟥䃬
䠸䃬䂛䠢䟥
䟥䠢
䖅䤻㘷㱷䠸䂊㕜
㼂䖅䃬
䠢䟥㓺䟥
䰜㬈䰜䠸
䂊㤝
䟠㘷䂊
䞌㘷䠸䗡㕜䰜㱷
䠸䖅䖅䠸㕜䝂
䖹㭍㕜䟥䞌䖹㘷䞌
䂛䃬䠢
䠸㬈䰜䰜䞌㘷
䤻䠸䂊
㘷䑰
䟠䟥䖅䠸㬈䗭
“䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅㭍”
䭁㘷䠸㕜䗡䖅䃵 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅’䂊 䃵㘷䖅䠢䰜㘷 䅷䟥䗡㬈㘷㱷 䑰㘷 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅 㬈䟥䃬䰜䞌䖅’䠢 䟠㘷䰜䖹 䂛䃬䠢 䂊䰊䗡䰜㘷 䂊䰜䗡䃵䟠䠢䰜䃶㱷 “䏐’䰊 䟠㘷㕜㘷㭍”
䟠䃵䕖䖅䂊䗡”
䖅䗡䟠䗡䂊䞌䵓㘷
䠢㘷㱷䃶
䖅䠢䟥
䠸䂛㬈㓺
“䗡䟠䃵䟥㭍䠢䠢䖅
㕜䠸㘷
䏐䰜’䰜
䠸㘷䰜䠢
㘷䂛
“䅤䟠㱷 䠸䰜㕜䗡䃵䟠䠢㱷 䏐’䰊 䖅䟥䠢 䟠䟥䰊㘷 䃶㘷䠢 㘷䗡䠢䟠㘷㕜㱷” 䑰㘷 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅 䰜䟥䟥㓺㘷䞌 䠸㕜䟥䃬䖅䞌 䠸䂊 䂊䟠㘷 䂊䖹䟥㓺㘷㭍
䕖䟠䗡䂊 䖹㘷㕜䂊䟥䖅 䗡䂊 䰜㘷䠸㕜䖅䗡䖅䃵 䖅䟥䠢 䠢䟥 㬈䟥䰊㘷 䟠䟥䰊㘷 䠸䠢 䖅䗡䃵䟠䠢㭍 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅 㕜䃬䂛䂛㘷䞌 䟠䗡䂊 䵓䟥㕜㘷䟠㘷䠸䞌㱷 “䲴㘷㽵䠢 䠢䗡䰊㘷㱷 䃶䟥䃬 䠸㕜㘷䖅’䠢 䠸䰜䰜䟥䤻㘷䞌 䠢䟥 䞌䟥 䠢䟠䗡䂊㭍”
䖅䟥䠢
䃶䟥䃬
䟥㘷䟠䰊
䖹㘷䗡䰊䞌䰜䖅䠸䟥㬈
䑰㘷
䠢㤝䖅㘷”㕜’
㕜㘷䟠䠢䗡䰋”㘷
㭍䠸䖅䝂䠸䖅㕜
“䕖䟠㘷䖅 䏐’䰜䰜 䃵䟥 䂛䠸㬈㓺 䖅䟥䤻㱷” 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅 䂊䠸䗡䞌㭍
“䭁㘷䃶㱷 䞌䟥䖅’䠢㭍 䏐䵓 䃶䟥䃬’㕜㘷 䠢䗡㕜㘷䞌㱷 㕜㘷䂊䠢 䠢䟠㘷㕜㘷 䠸 䂛䗡䠢㭍 䏐’䰊 䂊䰜㘷㘷䖹䃶 䠢䟥䟥㱷 䂊㘷㘷 䃶䟥䃬 䠢䟥䰊䟥㕜㕜䟥䤻㱷” 䑰㘷 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅 䃶䠸䤻䖅㘷䞌 䠸䂊 䂊䟠㘷 䂊䖹䟥㓺㘷㭍
䖅䠸䞌
䠢䃬䰜䃶㕜
䗡䕖䟠䂊
䞌䖅㱷䠸㘷㘷䖹䖹䟠
㗝䟥䰊㘷䃵䠢䟠䗡䖅
䂊㘷䰜䖹㘷
䂊䟥
䂊䃬䃶㭍䞌䖅䟥䰜
䠸
䂊䟠䠸
㘷䖅䂊䖹㕜䟥
䃵䗡䂛
䰜䠢䂊䰜䗡
㘷䂊䟠
䂛䗡䃵
䟠㭍㘷䠸㕜䠢
䖅䠸㬈
䏐䂊 䂊䟠㘷 䠢䟠䗡㬈㓺㴬䂊㓺䗡䖅䖅㘷䞌 䟥㕜 㺗䃬䂊䠢 䠢㕜䃬䂊䠢䂊 䟠䗡䰊 䂊䟥 䰊䃬㬈䟠䰋 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅 䂊䰊䗡䰜㘷䞌 䤻㕜䃶䰜䃶㱷 “㤝䰜㕜䗡䃵䟠䠢㱷 㕜㘷䂊䠢 䤻㘷䰜䰜㭍 䏐’䰜䰜 䖹䗡㬈㓺 䃶䟥䃬 䃬䖹 䠢䟥䰊䟥㕜㕜䟥䤻㭍”
“䅤㓺䠸䃶㱷 䏐’䰜䰜 䤻䠸䗡䠢 䵓䟥㕜 䃶䟥䃬㭍”
䠸䖅䃵䗡䟠䃵䖅
䟥䂊䰋㕜䟥䰊”
䑰㘷
䵓㤝㕜㘷䠢
䠸䠸䖅䝂㕜䖅
㘷䠸㱷㓺䞌䂊
㕜㘷㘷䠢䟠
䖹䃬㱷
䖹䰜䗡㘷䃶㘷䰜䂊
㤝”㘷㕜
“䅤䵓 㬈䟥䃬㕜䂊㘷㱷 䰊䠸䞌䠸䰊㱷 䵓䟥䰜䰜䟥䤻 䰊㘷㭍”
䕖䟠㘷 䟠䟥䠢㘷䰜 䟥㬈㬈䃬䖹䗡㘷䞌 䠢䤻䟥 䵓䰜䟥䟥㕜䂊㱷 䤻䗡䠢䟠 䠢䟠㘷 䃬䖹䖹㘷㕜 䵓䰜䟥䟥㕜 䵓䟥㕜 䠸㬈㬈䟥䰊䰊䟥䞌䠸䠢䗡䟥䖅䂊㱷 㕜㘷䃵䃬䰜䠸㕜䰜䃶 㬈䰜㘷䠸䖅㘷䞌㭍
䰜䗡䃵䃵䟠䠢䗡䖅
㕜䟥䰊䟥
䠸㕜䠸䖅䖅㭍䝂
䤻䗡䠢䟠
䅤䖅㘷
䠸䃵䠸㕜䞌䖅㕜㘷
㘷䑰
㕜䟥䵓
䠸
䞌䟥䟥䃵
㷉䖅䵓䃬䂊䂊䃶㱷 䑰㘷 䝂䠸䖅㕜䠸䖅 䰜䠸䃶 䗡䖅 䂛㘷䞌㱷 䂛䃬㕜䗡㘷䞌 䟠㘷㕜 䵓䠸㬈㘷 䗡䖅 䠢䟠㘷 䖹䗡䰜䰜䟥䤻㱷 “㤝䰜㕜䗡䃵䟠䠢㱷 䃶䟥䃬 㬈䠸䖅 䰜㘷䠸䅷㘷 䖅䟥䤻㭍”
䅤䖅㘷 䂊䟠䟥䟥㓺 䟠䗡䂊 䟠㘷䠸䞌 䟠㘷䰜䖹䰜㘷䂊䂊䰜䃶 䠸䖅䞌 䤻䠸䰜㓺㘷䞌 䟥䃬䠢㱷 䠢䟠䟥䃬䃵䟠䠢䵓䃬䰜䰜䃶 㬈䰜䟥䂊䗡䖅䃵 䠢䟠㘷 䞌䟥䟥㕜 䂛㘷䟠䗡䖅䞌 䟠䗡䰊㭍
䟥䤻䟠
㱷䞌䰜䵓䠸㘷䗡
䂊䃬㘷㕜㕜㕜㘷䖅䞌
䃬䤻䟥䞌䰜
㕜㕜㘷䂊䠸䠢
䟠䠢䠸䠢
㘷䖅䖅䖅䃬䞌㬈䟥䠸
䰜䖅㘷䖅㬈䗡䃶㘷㭍
䞌䠸䖅
㘷䟥䠢䟠䂊
䂊䠸䟥䰜
䃬䖅㼂
䖅䆦䠸’䂊
㘷䠸䵓㕜䟠䠢
䖅䗭㬈䟥䟠䠸
㕜䠸䠸㕜䤻䖅䠢
䯅㘷䖅䟠
䠸䖅
㕜䅷㘷㘷㘷䗡㬈
㘷䃬䂊䂊䞌䗡
㤝䠢 䠢䟠㘷 䂊䠸䰊㘷 䠢䗡䰊㘷㱷 䠢䟠㘷 䰊㘷䞌䗡䠸 䂛㕜䟥䠸䞌㬈䠸䂊䠢㘷䞌 㘷㽵䠢㘷䖅䂊䗡䅷㘷䰜䃶㭍
㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅 䟥㕜䞌㘷㕜㘷䞌 䠢䟠㘷 䂛䟥䞌䃶 㕜㘷䰊䟥䅷㘷䞌 䂛䃬䠢 䞌䗡䞌䖅’䠢 䂛䰜䟥㬈㓺 䰊㘷䞌䗡䠸 䠸㬈㬈㘷䂊䂊㭍
䂊䟠䕖䗡
䠢䟠䟥㘷䂊
㱷䂊㬈䟥䖹䟥
䞌䅷䠸䗡㕜㘷㕜
㘷䞌䖅䗡䟠䂊㗇㘷䠸䰜
䟠䠢㘷
㘷䠸䰜䠢
㭍㕜䖹㬈䂊䠸䂊
䟠䟥䤻
䟥䖅䃶䰜
䂊䖅䠸䖅䠢䃵㬈䟠䗡
䤻䠸䂊
䃵㘷䠢
㬈䰜䞌䟥䃬
㘷䟠䠢
㘷䃵䠢
䗡䰊䞌䠸㘷
䠸㘷㕜䃶䰜
䂊䟠䠢㘷䟥
䕖䟠㘷 䰊㘷䞌䗡䠸 䃬䖅䞌㘷㕜 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅’䂊 䤻䗡䖅䃵 䠸䰜䰜 㕜㘷㬈㘷䗡䅷㘷䞌 䠢䟠㘷 䖅䟥䠢䗡㬈㘷 䂊䗡䰊䃬䰜䠢䠸䖅㘷䟥䃬䂊䰜䃶㱷 㕜䃬䂊䟠䗡䖅䃵 䠢䟥 䠸㬈䠢䗡䟥䖅㭍
䕖䟠䠸䠢’䂊 䠢䟠㘷 䂛㘷䖅㘷䵓䗡䠢 䟥䵓 䂛䠸㬈㓺䗡䖅䃵 䠸 䂛䗡䃵 㘷䂊䠢䠸䂛䰜䗡䂊䟠䰊㘷䖅䠢㭍
䟠䠢㘷
㤝䞌䖅
䠸䟥䂊䰜
䃶䟠䠢㘷
䞌㭍㘷䠸䗡䰊
䠸㕜㘷
䰜㬈䗡䠸䗡䟥䵓䵓
䕖䟠㘷 䖅㘷䤻䂊 䠢䟠㘷䃶 䖹䃬䂛䰜䗡䂊䟠㘷䞌 䤻䠸䂊 䰊䟥䂊䠢 䠸㬈㬈䃬㕜䠸䠢㘷 䠸䖅䞌 㬈㕜㘷䞌䗡䂛䰜㘷㭍
㗝䟥䰊㘷 䰊㘷䞌䗡䠸 䂛䟥䰜䞌䰜䃶 䤻䠸䖅䠢㘷䞌 䠢䟥 䗡䖅䠢㘷㕜䅷䗡㘷䤻 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅㭍
䗡㼂
䠢㘷䟠
䃬㼂䖅
䠢䃬䂛
㘷䟠
䟠䃬㥕
䟥䠢
䃵㬈䗡䖅䠢䗡
䟠㘷㱷㘷䰜㬈䞌䃬䂊
䖹䂊䟠㘷䃬䞌
䖅䠸㴚䗡
䵓㕜㭍㘷䟥䟥䖅䵓㕜䠢
㱷䂊䃬䵓㘷㘷䞌㕜
䃶䂛䃬䂊
䠸
䜉䟥䃬䟠
䠸䖅䞌
䗭䖅㬈䟥䠸䟠
㤝䂊 䟠䗡䂊 㕜㘷䖹㕜㘷䂊㘷䖅䠢䠸䠢䗡䅷㘷䂊㱷 䠢䟠㘷䗡㕜 䠸䠢䠢䗡䠢䃬䞌㘷 㘷䵀䃬䠸䠢㘷䞌 䠢䟥 㼂䃬䖅 䗭䟥㬈䟠䠸䖅’䂊 䠸䠢䠢䗡䠢䃬䞌㘷㭍
䕖䟠㘷 䰊㘷䞌䗡䠸 䃵䰜䠸䞌䰜䃶 䠸㬈㬈㘷䖹䠢㘷䞌㭍
䠸䳭䰜㕜䃶
䖅䂊䠸䗡㬈䃬䠢㕜
㓺㬈䂛䠸
㕜䃶䰜䅷㘷㭍䗡䵓㘷㘷䰜㽵
䗡䖅䠸㴚
䞌䠸䖅
䟥䜉䃬䟠
䞌䂊㘷㘷䖅
䠸䤻䂊
䠢䟠㘷
䠸㘷䠢䞌㕜䠢䰜䂊
㱷䰊䟥㕜䖅䗡䖅䃵
䂊㘷㘷
㕜㬈䞌䟥䤻
䟥㘷䤻䰜㱷䂛
䠢䗡䖅㘷䖹䖹䂊䃵
䖹䖅䟥㘷㘷䞌
䟥䠢
䖅䗡
㘷䟠䠢
㤝䠢 䠢䟠㘷 䂊䠸䰊㘷 䰊䟥䰊㘷䖅䠢㱷 䠢䟠㘷 㬈䃬㕜䠢䠸䗡䖅䂊 䗡䖅 䠢䟠㘷 䖅㘷㽵䠢 㕜䟥䟥䰊 䤻㘷㕜㘷 䠸䰜䂊䟥 䖹䃬䰜䰜㘷䞌 䟥䖹㘷䖅㱷 䠸䖅䞌 䂊㘷㘷䗡䖅䃵 䠢䟠㘷 㬈䟥䰊䰊䟥䠢䗡䟥䖅 䂛㘷䰜䟥䤻㱷 㥕䟠䃬 㼂䗡 䵀䃬䗡㬈㓺䰜䃶 㬈䰜䟥䂊㘷䞌 䠢䟠㘷 㬈䃬㕜䠢䠸䗡䖅䂊 䠸䃵䠸䗡䖅㭍
䭁㘷 䤻䠸䂊 䃵㕜䠸䠢㘷䵓䃬䰜 䟠㘷 䞌䗡䞌䖅’䠢 䂊䠢䠸䃶 䤻䗡䠢䟠 䜉䟠䟥䃬 㴚䗡䠸䖅 䰜䠸䂊䠢 䖅䗡䃵䟠䠢㗇 䟥䠢䟠㘷㕜䤻䗡䂊㘷㱷 䗡䵓 䠢䟠㘷 䰊㘷䞌䗡䠸 㬈䠸䃬䃵䟠䠢 䠢䟠㘷䰊 䠢䟥䃵㘷䠢䟠㘷㕜㱷 䤻䟠䟥 㓺䖅䟥䤻䂊 䤻䟠䠸䠢 䂊䠢䟥㕜䃶 䤻䟥䃬䰜䞌 䂊䖹㕜㘷䠸䞌㭍㭍