1752 Interested

The Great Elder took Beidou and Qixing into the car, and the remaining elite members of the Dreadnought Alliance drove several cars to follow behind.

"You...... Who are you? ”

At this moment, Huang Mingkun had a premonition that something was wrong, looked at Beidou and Qixing and the others, and asked.

"Someone, didn't I tell you before, entertainment reporter?" Beidou opened his mouth and smiled.

"Impossible!"

Huang Mingkun shook his head: "You definitely can't be reporters!" ”

"Oh...... Why are you so sure we're not journalists? Beidou looked at Huang Mingkun, his expression was slightly curious, his own play was obviously okay, how could he be seen through by this old thing?

"I've never seen a reporter take a picture with his phone!" Huang Mingkun shouted coldly.

As Huang Mingkun's voice fell, Beidou suddenly realized that these people were all holding mobile phones after entering the room......

It seems a bit unprofessional! Mistake!

"Well, yes, you're pretty smart, old thing." Beidou looked at Huang Mingkun and smiled.

Liang Meixuan's face turned pale, what is the origin of this group of people, is it trying to make money? !

If it's just for money, it's not too much trouble......

"What the hell do you want to do, where to take us now, do you want money or what?!" Liang Meixuan looked at the three elders and the others and asked.

Beidou stared at Liang Meixuan, with a look of impatience on his face: "What nonsense, you won't know when you arrive." ”

……

Soon, the vehicle drove to a remote hut.

Qixing and Beidou grabbed Huang Mingkun and Liang Meixuan and threw the two into the house.

It didn't take long for the elite members of the Fearless Alliance to arrive here.

In the dark hut, Huang Mingkun and Liang Meixuan were trapped hand and foot.

"Huh...... Invite you two here today, we just want to ask something, that's all. The three elders sat on the sofa and looked at Huang Mingkun and Liang Meixuan with a smile on their faces.

"You...... What the hell do you want, if you want money, you make a price! Huang Mingkun shouted.

"Money?"

Hearing Huang Mingkun's words, the corners of the three elders' mouths rose slightly, outlining a cold smile: "Brother Huang, I can't hide it, I really don't lack money like this, I also said before, I invited the two of you to come over today, I don't mean anything else, I just want to know a little useful news from the mouths of the two of you." ”

Hearing the sound, Huang Mingkun and Liang Meixuan glanced at each other, and for some reason, they felt more and more that something was not good.

These people, who look very innocent, must have never seen them before, and today they have been tied up here with such great pains...... What exactly is the message to ask......

"I'm telling you...... We have a good relationship with the senior management of the Hongxing Society, Hongxing Society, you won't have heard of it, right...... Several, I think, there must be some misunderstanding between us, if you have any requests, just mention, if the matter is too big, we will not be happy, and you will also be unhappy. ”

At this moment, Huang Mingkun looked at the three elders and said in a kind tone as much as possible.

"Huh...... We don't know what Hongxing will do or not, and we are not interested in knowing, on the contrary, we have a certain interest in the death of Mrs. Liang's husband, Ye Shaoan. The Third Elder said with a smile.

As the words of the three elders fell, Huang Mingkun and Liang Meixuan's expressions suddenly changed.