When Zhang Jun said on the phone that all the evidence had been destroyed, Zhang Lu was completely relieved.

"Well, it's hard for you this time." Zhang Lu felt that the most regretful thing was that she failed to kill Xia'an successfully. Fortunately, she did not cause any disaster. She left the green hills and was not afraid of no firewood. As long as she did not expose herself, she would find Xia'an to avenge her revenge one day.

"Let's also talk about the remuneration. Although the mission was unsuccessful, I took a huge risk, so you should pay me the reward."

Zhang Lu almost laughed at Zhang Jun's words, and his expression on his face was almost distorted. Ah, Zhang Jun had the face to offer her remuneration. He didn't want to think about it. If he didn't do it wrong, would it be necessary for everyone to take such a big risk?

Zhang Lu couldn't pay Zhang Jun a cent, but she didn't want to annoy each other at the moment.

So she just calmly replied on the phone: "I know you really have been under a lot of pressure this time, but we have to discuss the matter, the matter has not been done, but also made such a big mess, I certainly can't give you compensation, right?"

Zhang Jun can't believe what he heard. Isn't he busy working for so long? How could he be reconciled?

"Zhang Lu, don't go too far! This is the work of licking blood with the tip of a knife. If you want to cover the white wolf with empty hands, you can't help thinking too well

Zhang Jun roared at the phone.

"Calm down. I'm just being practical and realistic. Let's all step back. I'll give you half of the reward. That's OK."

Seeing that Zhang Jun was so indomitable, Zhang Lu was a little worried that he would expose the matter to the public when he became angry, so he could only pacify him in this way.

Zhang Jun also saw that if he went on, he couldn't ask for any good. He might as well take it as soon as he saw it. He didn't have time to get any benefits.

"Well, half is half. Call me as soon as you can. I'm going to see the money arrive today." Zhang Jun didn't want to speak to Zhang Lu in a good voice. He was very upset when he thought of the half of the salary that had been reduced out of thin air.

"OK, I'll transfer it to you now. That's the end of the matter. I hope we don't contact again in the future."

"What do you say?" Zhang Jun and Zhang Lu have the same tacit understanding on this point, and he is not willing to have any relationship with Zhang Lu. After all, a person who knows the facts of his crime and may even have a handle on it will be far away from him in the future.

After receiving the money, Zhang Jun immediately deleted all of Zhang Lu's contact information and their chat records. Everything was the same as when they had never known each other. However, both of them knew that some things were different.

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Like Zhang Jun, there may never be a good time to sleep in the future. The fear imprinted on his heart will never be forgotten. When he dreams back in the middle of the night, he may come back to his place again.

After Zhang Lu dealt with Zhang Jun's affairs, she went back to her rented house.

Push open the door, you can see the crowded room is full of miscellaneous things, I feel depressed, there is a moment, even want to shout!

When did she have such a hard time? She lived in a corner and didn't even have a decent bed. She just made up of several boards. When she got up in the morning, her back was aching. At this time, she couldn't help cursing and blaming Xia'an. She thought that it was Xia'an who brought her to such a situation.

I don't know if the two husband and wife are quarrelling downstairs. They are making a lot of noise all the time. The sound insulation of the house is very poor. Zhang Lu can hear all these noises clearly.

Just when she felt as if she were going to be mentally debilitated, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

She picked up the phone, but did not expect to hear an unexpected voice.

"Zhang Luliang, I want to see you." Liu Liang managed to get a phone call from the prison guards. He quickly made a long story short and went straight to the topic.

If it wasn't for the voice on the phone, she would almost have forgotten Liu Liang. But now she hears his voice again, those terrible and disgusting memories will come back in an instant. She wants to reject Liu Liang immediately, but she still has a handle on him.

However, Zhang Lu's eyes narrowed into a line, and some dim light was looming.

However, why Liu Liang suddenly found himself at this time is worth pondering. She doesn't think Liu Liang would want to see her. After all, she was the one who planned all this and sent Liu Liang to prison.

Zhang Lu is right. If he is not desperate, Liu Liang will never see Zhang Lu again in his life. All she brings is shame.

But now he has no other way. The bullying he received in prison has not stopped, but has become more and more intense, which makes him unable to bear any more. He has tried many ways, tried to beg for mercy and even tried to resist, but without exception, it did not have any effect. On the contrary, he suffered more insults.Now, Liu Liang can only hope to turn to Zhang Lu for help.

Seeing that Zhang Lu didn't give any response, Liu Liang was worried. He couldn't help but urge him on the phone: "Zhang Lu, did you hear that? You must come to see me soon. "

At this time, Liu Liang still put on a bossy attitude towards Zhang Lu, which made Zhang Lu feel very uncomfortable. However, Zhang Lu couldn't wait to clean up Liu Liang again. No matter how bad he was, he could come to him and laugh at him.

"Well, I'll come tomorrow morning." Zhang Lu didn't ask him why. She didn't care at all. Anyway, by tomorrow, everything would be clear.

After Liu Liang got a positive reply, he hung up the phone at ease. In prison, he was sometimes restricted in making phone calls. Under the supervision of the prison guards, he went back to his cell again. Every step was very slow, almost moving slowly.

Thinking that he might encounter a beating once he went back, he felt very heavy. He hoped that the distance back to the prison could be longer and longer.

That night, Zhang Lu lay on the uneven bed board, and stayed up all night, looking at the ceiling above her head until her eyes were astringent.