Everyone present could see that no matter who was there, Fang Buwei was not scaring Song Siming. Song Siming said something wrong, his head would be exploded.

Wu Xiong's heart was thrilled, and he came over carefully, and bowed to Fang Fang Buwei: "Please be careful not to be irritated. The one who broke the neck was indeed Boss He."

Fang Buwei put away his pistol, shook his hand and elbow, and hit Song Siming in the face. Song Siming let out a "whip" and turned his head to the right, spitting out a mouthful of blood and a few teeth, and fainted.

"Notify the people behind and surround the place and no one is allowed to be released!" Fang Buwei said to a team member.

He Shirong was killed, but it was still a critical time. If he hadn't been silenced, what would be the reason?

Vengeance? It is impossible to be such a coincidence.

The only clue was broken, and Fang Buwei had no need to hide his identity at all.

The most important thing now is to find out who destroyed He Shirong's mouth.

The team members responded and ran out.

"Who was beaten to death by He Shirong?" Fang Buwei met Wu Xiong.

Seeing Fang Buwei's behavior, Wu Xiong held his fist and rushed to Fang Buwei: "Mr. Jun?"

"Is the master killed by a gunman sent by Zhao Jinshan?" The man in black who was pressed by Ye Xingzhong shouted loudly.

"Who is Zhao Jinshan?" Fang Buwei squatted down and asked the big man who had just spoken.

"It's the owner of this nightclub!" the big man continued to shout.

Wu Xiong glared at the big man coldly, "This brother is crazy, and he is catching and biting here?" He clasped his fists at Fang Buwei again: "I am the manager of this nightclub. If you have any questions, please ask me."

Feng Jiashan arrived with his men, surrounded the nightclub, and came to find Fang Buwei to report his life.

"Search!" Fang Buwei said coldly.

"Sir, isn't this suitable?" Wu Xiong's eyelids twitched twice when he saw that all the team members who were pouring in from outside were wearing plain clothes.

But when Wu Xiong saw the ID Fang Buwei raised in front of him again, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Not to mention that he is just a figure in the martial arts world, even within the national army, there are two departments that are least willing to deal with, one is the Party Affairs Investigation Office and the other is the Secret Service.

After entering these two places, even if you have no charge, you will be peeled off three layers of skin.

Wu Xiong's posture instantly lowered and immediately changed into a smile: "Sir, the gunman who assassinated Boss He is here, he was beaten to death by Song Siming..."

Wu Xiong pointed to the corpse on the ground that was almost beaten into a sieve.

"He is alone?" Fang Buwei looked at the big men in black clothes and black pants, "How did He Shirong succeed with so many bodyguards?"

"I'm not very clear about the specific situation. After hearing the gunshots, I brought my brothers over. When I came here, Boss He was already lying on the ground, and Song Siming was still shooting at the corpse. After that, he started to go crazy again..." Wu Xiong replied.

"You said!" Fang Buwei looked at the big man who had just been tied up by Ye Xingzhong.

"We were drinking at the time. This man came over and said he was Zhao Jinshan's subordinate!" The body that was beaten into a sieve raised his chin:

"He told the master that Zhao Jinshan knew that the master was here to support him, so he specially invited the master to sit in the private room on the second floor... The senior brother also got angry and said that Zhao Jinshan thought he was rich and looked down on the master, so he sent a bastard to pass on the message.

The master said it was okay and was about to get up. At this moment, the bastard suddenly pulled out a gun and shot at the master. The eldest brother was good at it and kicked him over with one kick, but the master had been shot twice..."

With just a few words, Fang Buwei could hear the causes and consequences clearly.

"Sir, look, this is obviously the excuse that this killer deliberately called out the name of my boss in order to get close to Boss He, and he deliberately made..." Wu Xiong said from the side.

"Do you recognize this person?"

Fang Buwei pointed to the beaten corpse on the ground.

Wu Xiong looked embarrassed and thought to himself that he was almost muddy. I couldn’t even tell whether it was a man or a woman. How could I recognize it?

He just wanted to trick Wu Xiong.

Fang Buwei stared at Wu Xiong's eyes tightly. Wu Xiong looked at him for a few seconds, and reluctantly moved his eyes away.

Wu Xiong did not say panic, at least the gunman on the ground had nothing to do with him.

Fang Buwei asked the big man again: "Do you recognize this person?"

The big man shook his head.

This gunman is clearly the dead man sent to kill and silence people.

"What did He Shirong come here today?"

The big man thought for a moment: "I came to discuss business with a boss. After talking about it, the boss left..."

"What boss?"

"I haven't seen it before, but there should be a visit at the master's house!"

"Take a few people to He Shirong's house. Before I arrived, no one is allowed to enter and exit!" Fang Buwei explained to Feng Jiashan.

Feng Jiashan responded and ordered more than a dozen people to leave the nightclub.

"Do you know where the boss named Zhang, who I had searched for He Shirong two days ago, and also found Ma Qi, is now?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"Have you found a master and Ma Qi?" The big man recalled, "I haven't been here for more than half a month!"

"Is it possible that you happened to be not here when he came?"

"No!" replied the big man, "We are specialized in the safety of the master. Even if we meet any important guests, the master will only let us stay outside and will not drive us away..."

The clue was broken like this?

A burst of anger surged into my heart, and my eyes were not red.

"The team leader, there are only a dozen dancers and servants behind it!" The team members in charge of the search came back to report.

If the assassin really had accomplices, he would have escaped from the nightclub in the chaos just now.

"Bring all these people back to the headquarters!" Every word Fang Buwei said seemed to have collapsed from his teeth.

"Take the rest of the people and follow me to He Mansion!" Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and roared at Ye Xingzhong.

Ye Xingzhong couldn't help but fight a cold war. He could feel Fang Buwei's tone was filled with bone-filled chill.

After getting into the car, Fang Buwei took a few deep breaths of air. He understood that the more critical the time, the less he could not lose his composure.

Anger attacks the heart and makes people lose their minds the most easily.

Fang Buwei knew that he would not act like killing innocent people in anger to vent his anger, but he was afraid that he would lose his basic judgment ability because of his anger.

The most difficult thing to investigate is the case of inciting murders on the spot without any warning before.

But the best thing to investigate is the case like this time, the murderer behind the scenes thought that the design was exquisite, step by step, and no trace could be followed.

Cases are made by people, and no matter how exquisite the links are, they need to be executed. The more links, the more flaws it will be.

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