Chapter 134 A Precarious Situation

Late at night, around 10 PM, a convoy arrived at Sanyuan Avenue in Hanoi and turned into the compound of a Hongrun Trading Group subsidiary.

This subsidiary of Hongrun Group was called Dongsheng Express. Compared to other inter-regional companies, its facade looked a bit small, covering an area of about six to seven thousand square meters. The main building was about five stories high, with logistics warehouses on both sides.

After the convoy stopped, Jiang Zhou led Su Tianyu and the others out of the vehicles, and they walked into the main building, heading for the reception room on the third floor.

After everyone entered the room, Jiang Zhou stood in the corridor and called out, "Mr. Su!"

Su Tianyu immediately went out to greet him, "Sorry for the trouble."

"You're welcome, haha." Jiang Zhou smiled and replied, "Chinese-funded enterprises do have some privileges in the Old Triangle, but the current situation is quite chaotic. It's hard to say whether these privileges are still effective, so you need to keep a low profile here. Don't contact anyone else, and don't make random calls. I'll take care of the rest."

"Okay!" Su Tianyu understood his meaning, "What about the Gui family...?"

"Someone will handle their affairs, you don't need to worry." Jiang Zhou replied, then turned to his assistant and instructed, "Mr. Su's family members are injured. Call a doctor over to help treat them and get everyone settled in."

"Yes!" The assistant nodded.

"Alright, then you guys rest here for a while, I have some things to take care of." Jiang Zhou extended his hand.

"Thank you for your trouble." Su Tianyu shook hands with him.

After the two finished their conversation, Jiang Zhou disappeared into the corridor with his people, while Su Tianyu returned to the room and gave the others some instructions.

About ten minutes later, Hou Guoyu, standing by the window, noticed that there were over twenty security personnel in the courtyard, completely locking the company gate and blocking it with trucks. In some of the vehicles in the courtyard, people were even taking out firearms.

This scene made Hou Guoyu feel uneasy. He found Su Tianyu and said, "Damn it, this setup makes me nervous! Look at those security guards downstairs, blocking the gate and taking out guns! This means... someone might even dare to make a move against people from the Hua region?!"

Su Tianbei was also surprised and glanced around, saying in a low voice, "If I understand correctly, this Hongrun Group is like an embassy, right? Surely no one would dare to rush into this compound?!"

Listening to their words, Su Tianyu also felt helpless, "Who can say for sure? It's too chaotic here, there's too little information, we can't figure it out."

...

Hanoi, Military Intelligence Supervision Department Headquarters.

Ruan Zhengtan sat in the monitoring room, tilting his head back as he put in eye drops.

Inside the interrogation room, in less than two hours, Gui Mengjun had been tortured beyond recognition.

He lay back on the chair, his clothes soaked in sweat. There were no obvious external injuries, but his expression was extremely pained.

A young man of medium build, wearing a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, bent down and grabbed Gui Mengjun's hair, "Still holding on? Why bother?!"

Gui Mengjun leaned against the iron chair, staring blankly at the other man, without saying a word.

"If you resist any further, I'll have to inject you with drugs." The young man pulled Gui Mengjun's hair, shaking his head hard, "This drug will leave you with lifelong aftereffects! Think it over, is it worth it to turn yourself into this for some material possessions?!"

Gui Mengjun stared blankly at the other man. His body's endurance had reached its limit, but his remaining rationality told him that he must not give in. Once he agreed to the other party's demands, he might die even faster.

At that moment, Gui Mengjun became even more convinced that what Ruan Zhengtan had said earlier was not entirely true, and that there must have been lies in it.

The other party had first framed him with an ironclad case, and then made him sign various property transfer agreements, including the property rights of several large military equipment factories.

So, the question was! The other party had already framed him in the case, and even forced him to put his fingerprints on the documents, so why did they have to go through the normal legal channels for the property transfer? Why did they have to make him compromise and sign himself?

There must be an unknown reason for this!

Once Gui Mengjun figured this out, he was even less likely to compromise. Because the property rights of the military equipment factories and the equity of the trading companies, although under the control of the Gui family, were actually held on behalf of the Hua region.

The dominant power of the entire industry was also in the hands of the Hua region.

If Gui Mengjun foolishly handed over the power without obtaining the consent of his superiors, and ruined the whole operation, then he would lose his last protective charm.

If he offended the Hua region, who else could protect him?

Gui Mengjun mentally simulated the key points of the matter, and stared blankly at the young man in front of him, still not saying a word.

The young man looked at him, released his hand, and turned to instruct, "Give him the injection!"

Half a minute later, a man in a white coat, wearing a mask and glasses, walked into the room, placed his medical kit down politely, and took out a large number of injectable drugs.

"It's not too late to regret it now." The doctor said softly to Gui Mengjun as he busied himself.

"Huff... huff...!"

Gui Mengjun gasped heavily, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes.

Is it easy to be a broker? Is it easy to be a red-top merchant? (a businessman with strong government connections)

Outsiders saw Gui Mengjun's infinite glory, his frequent visits to various government departments, and his extravagant spending habits, as if he were a big shot. But in reality, the pressure they endured was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

On his trip to Dragon City, Gui Mengjun didn't even dare to fly, and spent more than half a month tossing around at sea to get there.

After meeting with Lao Li, he went to the Chi Army, where he was almost taken out. In the end, he had no choice but to run away in disgrace.

In this circle, there were too few true friends, and betrayal and backstabbing were constant. If one wasn't careful, not only would one's own life be in danger, but also the lives of one's family.

In the dim interrogation room, the doctor injected Gui Mengjun with the drug.

Three seconds later.

A miserable howl echoed through the empty room. Gui Mengjun's eyes bulged, and he felt as if all the bones in his body had been shattered with a hammer.

He struggled violently in the iron chair, blood slowly seeping from his nostrils, his legs trembling.

After enduring for less than ten seconds, Gui Mengjun passed out, and a stench filled the room.

The young man turned to look at the doctor, covering his nose and saying, "He shit himself."

"That's normal, loss of bowel and bladder control." The doctor looked at Gui Mengjun's wet crotch, paused for a moment and said, "Wait a little longer, give him another shot."

...

Downstairs in the Supervision Department.

A car stopped, and Fan Mingming sat inside and dialed Ruan Zhengtan's number, "Brother Ruan, I'm downstairs, come out for a moment."