At this time, a middle-aged man came down from Hu Cheng's car. He was very murderous and seemed to be a professional bodyguard. He looked around suspiciously, and his eyes fell behind Wu Xiong. He seemed to find something. He immediately lifted his coat and took out his pistol.
Hu Cheng also realized something: "Wu Xiong, you bastard, you dare to count on me!" Then he would turn around and get on the bus.
Whoo! Chu Han didn't show up. He directly knocked the middle-aged man unconscious with one palm, and then went up to grab Hu Cheng's arm: "Lao Hu, don't hurry to go, we two!"
When Hu Cheng saw his bodyguard fainting directly, his face turned white. When he was caught by something on his wrist, there was a strange sound in his ear, and he was shivering in a cold sweat.
Wu Xiong laughed: "ha ha ha, Hu Cheng, I can't imagine that you have today!"
Hu Cheng's heart is very tough, but after a moment of panic, he guessed something. He stared at Wu Xiong with vicious eyes: "are you the ghost?"
"Ghost?" Wu Xiong's expression was also very wonderful. He seemed to bear a smile: "well, I don't have the courage to provoke the black-and-white bigwigs in Donghai City, but your last word is right!"
Hu Cheng's face changed greatly and looked around again: "is there really a ghost?"
Chu Han appeared and said innocently: "Hello, boss Hu, I'm here all the time!"
Plop! In the face of supernatural forces, Hu Cheng, such a big man, could not endure any more. As soon as his knees softened, he knelt down: "help, ghost!"
"Ah Chu Han sighed, a little disappointed: "it's hard to find a good soul these days. If you die, you must not be qualified to go to hell!"
"Little hell? I don't want to. I still have a good life to live without enough enjoyment! " Hu Cheng is completely flustered, struggling to stand up, but his hand is firmly grasped by Chu Han. He can only helplessly look at the car in front of him. Even if he gets on the car, he can't escape.
But after a while, Hu Cheng calmed down again. To be exact, he recognized the cruel reality: "Wuwu, ghost Lord, please let me go. I can give you a lot of money to ensure that you can't spend it all your life!"
Chu Han shook his head: "sorry, do you think a ghost will be interested in money in the world?"
Hu Cheng turned his eyes and felt that his idea was right, so he continued to lure: "no money, women are OK. By the way, there are a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings. Don't you think those things have aura, which should be useful to you?"
Looking at Hu Cheng's expectant face, Chu Han sighed: "ah, you are really hopeless. Lao Wu, my mouth is a little dry. Enlighten him for me!"
Wu Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then he agreed and trotted over. He looked at Hu Cheng with a little pity for a while. Then he said: "Lao Hu, it's not me who said you. Don't think about using those tricks all day long. It's useless in front of the real God. Look at me, you'll understand this before you..."
"Cough!" Chu Han looks at the sky and feels it's getting late. There's really no way for Wu Xiong to "talk freely". He coughs twice and looks at the watch that doesn't exist to remind him.
Wu Xiong pauses and laughs at Chu Han with embarrassment. This time, he goes straight to the point: "see this ghost master? He's the nephew of Chu Feng who was killed by you. This time, he's here for revenge. If you..."
A few minutes later, after Wu Xiong's enlightenment, Hu Cheng was shocked and panicked: "ghost, I don't want to die. Please give me a chance!"
Chu Han did not want to kill, so he pretended to have a headache: "I also want to let you go, but your attitude makes it hard for me to do it!"
Hu Cheng's eyes flew: "yes, I can return the mining right of that gold mine to chufeng's son. In addition, I will attend chufeng's funeral as a filial son, confess my crime in public, and then turn myself in. What do you think?"
Chu Han was very surprised: "your shameless appearance is really shameless, but I like it!"
Suddenly, Chu Han felt something wrong: "wait a minute, isn't that gold mine fake?"
Hu Cheng's eyes flashed a look of satisfaction: "tell the ghost that the gold mine is real. When I took Hu Cheng to visit for the first time, the survey map I showed him was also true. It was only after the mine was established that the survey map was replaced. The experts he invited later were also my people!"
Chu Han looks at Hu Cheng in amazement, and suddenly admires this guy. He even makes a trick. No wonder Chu Feng is fooled.
"Hum, it's a pity that your brain, if you do research, might surpass Einstein!" With a sneer, Chu Han calculated again: "by the way, since the gold ore is real, how much is the potential value?"
Hu Cheng hesitated for a moment and saw Wu Xiong trying to wink at him. Then he woke up and said, "five billion, only a lot more, and it's still US dollars!"
Chu Han was startled: "so many, you can become the richest man here if you go to mine by yourself, so why pull Chu Feng?"
Hu Cheng sighed: "well, at that time, I thought he was upset. I wanted to use that gold mine to get rid of him. In fact, I didn't need to mine that gold mine. I was also the richest man in Donghai city!"Wu Hsiung sighed: "it's not enough for people. Snakes swallow elephants. Lao Hu, you die of greed!"
Chu Han felt the same way, but seeing Hu Cheng's pale face, he could not help but remind him: "don't worry, I won't kill you. In my eyes, even a pile of Le Se and a piece of toilet paper are useful for him. When this is over, you can help Chu mu with Wu Xiong and let him carry forward Chu's group."
They were so moved that they knelt down and said, "Wuwu, thank you for not killing me!"
Chu Han waved his hand: "well, don't call me GUI Ye. I have a name and a surname. I have a surname of Chu and a surname of Han. You can call me brother Chu in the future!"
"It's brother Chu The two old foxes were very clever. They immediately changed their words and yelled naturally and kindly.
Chu Han was numb: "well, that's it. By the way, you won't go to Southeast Asia to invite any mages after I leave, will you?"
Wu Hsiung's face changed: "brother Chu, that's what I said in my hurry. In fact, I have never been to Southeast Asia, and I don't know any mages!"
Hu Cheng was silent, Chu Han sneered: "hum, it's better. If there is a Southeast Asian mage who comes to die, I'll clean them up, and I'll get back to you!"
With that, Chu Han waved hard to the side, and a crack several meters wide appeared in the courtyard of Wu Xiong's villa. The dust was rising all over the sky. Hu Chengxin was like ashes, and he didn't dare to have any other ideas.