Chapter 631

He Yucheng narrowed his eyes, "I want the formula and antidote of the medicine you sold to Sun Guojun, can you do it?"

"That medicine... that medicine belongs to my grandfather, I'm not sure..."

"So it can't be done?" He Yucheng asked coldly.

"I'll try my best! I can only try my best." Du Er wiped the cold sweat off his head.

"What I want is not to try my best, but to do it! Do you understand?" He Yucheng sneered, "If you can't do it, then I will hand over your family to your sworn enemy. How did you treat his family back then? , I believe he will be more ruthless than you!"

"I will do it! Seventh Young Master, I will definitely do it!" Du Er broke out in cold sweat, He Yucheng is the real murderer without blood.

"Then wait for your good news!" He Yucheng stood up and walked out. Someone came in and helped Du Er open the handcuffs. He was soaked in sweat and sat on the chair without moving. Aaron who followed He Yucheng turned his head and looked at He, "Why, do you still want to stay here?"

"No, I'm leaving now!" Du Er hurriedly stood up and walked out. He tripped over a chair leg and fell heavily on the ground. Regardless of the pain in his body, he immediately got up and limped out.

Two cars were parked outside, He Yucheng and Aaron got into his car, and Du Er was pushed into another car by Eleven.

Unable to see the people in He Yucheng, Du Er exhaled and looked at Eleven, "Is it you? So you are from the Seventh Young Master? Did you deliberately plot against me last night?"

Eleven ignored Du Er and just ordered the bodyguards in front, "Drive!"

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you?" Du Er asked again.

Eleven still ignored him, and Du Er felt underestimated, "What are you dragging? Let me tell you, I'm working with Seventh Young Master now, so be polite to me!"

After the words were finished, Eleven turned his head, stretched out his hand to grab Du Er's chin, and unloaded it neatly.

Du Er's face was deformed by the pain, and he didn't look at him on Eleven, but told the bodyguard who was driving: "Go to the airport, hurry up!"

The car rushed to the airport like an electric motor, arrived at the airport through the VIP passage, entered the VIP waiting room, and put Du Er's chin back on the eleventh day.

He sat on the chair with his legs crossed and looked at Du Er, "This time I will accompany you back to find what our young master wants. In order to prevent bad things from happening, I have a few points to make clear to you. I like nonsense, one is one, two is two, so people who deal with me must also be more straightforward. This time in the past, you can do whatever I ask you to do. If you are obedient, I will make you more comfortable. No brains, I'll break your tendons and make you crawl back. Got it?"

His tone of voice was neither high nor low, and his expression was not serious, as if he was discussing with Du Er, but Du Er knew that he was not discussing with himself, he had already decided that he was just informing himself.

Due to the disparity in strength, Du Er had no choice but to nod, "I remember!"

In New York, Mr. Ye woke up and came back from a morning run. The company's assistant sent him a document.

Mr. Ye took the documents and went to the study room. After closing the door, he opened the document bag and took out the documents inside.

The document was an investigation document. On the first page was a striking photo of Aaron. Mr. Ye looked down carefully, and the more he saw the back, the more surprised his expression became.

After reading it, he sat on a chair and lit a cigarette. He had just taken a sip when Zou Guoping called, and Mr. Ye answered in a hoarse voice, "Hello?"

"Old man, that Xiao Shishi hasn't been with us since he returned to China. I don't know where he has gone. I think his identity must be not simple, but the country is not our territory. We are not familiar with the place where we are born. There is no way to check. "

"Don't worry about Xiao Shishi, I have something to tell you." Mr. Ye sighed, "I just received the investigation materials you sent me."

"So fast? What is his background?" Zou Guoping asked.

"The top special forces retired, and later served as an instructor in South Africa's largest private armed forces for eight years, and then disappeared."

Zou Guoping couldn't believe it: "It's such a big background?"

"Yeah, the background is really surprising! How could such a person be made a bodyguard by the surname He?" Mr. Ye asked back.

"Could it be for money?" Zou Guoping guessed.

"Money? What he has been doing before is to earn a living with his head up, and the money he earns is enough for him to spend several lifetimes alone! A person like him will never obey others for money." Mr. Ye took a breath.

"I don't believe that the surname He has such a great ability to control him, and I have read his information, and he has been living abroad. During the years when the surname He was abroad, he was still an instructor, and he had no contact with the surname He. Opportunity, so he will never be someone with the surname He."

"Whose person is not surnamed He?" Zou Guoping asked.

"I don't know? Didn't you say he followed Lao Qi? What's his attitude towards Lao Qi?"

"He followed behind Seventh Young Master, wearing a hat and lowering his head. He had no sense of presence at all. If he didn't win me in a contest, he would be the kind of person who would be thrown in the crowd without anyone noticing."

"This is a very clever camouflage technique. Fortunately, you took a picture of him with extra care, otherwise we would not have discovered his identity."

Mr. Ye said and picked up the photos of Aaron's various identities in the file bag and looked at them one by one. When he saw a photo of Aaron wearing a suit and tie, he suddenly let out a sigh, "No, I found this photo of him. It's a bit familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."

"What photo?" Zou Guoping didn't know what Mr. Ye found.

"Good guy! Good guy!" Mr. Ye murmured, "Isn't it? Is it my fault?"

"What did you find?" Zou Guoping died of panic when he heard Old Master Ye talking to himself.

"Do you remember the auction the year before last?" Mr. Ye asked.

"Remember."

"Then you must remember President Huafeng who showed up that night, right?"

"I remember that he was wearing a silver mask at the time, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his aura overwhelmed the audience."

"Do you remember President Huafeng's bodyguards that night?" Mr. Ye asked again.

"Remember, but I didn't see them later. I always wondered why they disappeared like this. Could it be that he was one of President Huafeng's bodyguards that night? Impossible? I remember very clearly, without him! " Zou Guoping answered in the affirmative.

"He's not the bodyguard protecting President Huafeng from entering the venue." Old Man Ye paused, "I saw one of his photos and found that he was very similar to the driver who drove President Huafeng that night."