Phew!
Xiao Zheng pulled out the blade that pierced Ah Si's heart, took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped the blood on the blade, then shortened the blade, put the pen cap on, and hung the pen weighing five kilograms on the chest.
Yes.
The blade of Xiao Zheng's knife is thin and short, and its appearance is not beautiful. But such a short blade weighs five pounds, and its fierce strength is obvious. In addition, this knife is made of special materials and matches Xiao Zheng's extremely strong explosive power. With one strike, even a pistol made of steel can be split into two pieces. The lethality is huge.
At this time, Mr. Zhao, who was half lying on the ground, was bleeding a lot of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were not as sharp as usual. Because his hands were broken, he couldn't even stop the bleeding wounds. Unless he could be sent to the hospital as soon as possible, and first aid such as hemostasis, bandaging, and blood transfusion could be carried out in the ambulance, it would be difficult for Hua Tuo to save his life.
Fourth Master Zhao knew this, so he was ready to face death.
Snapped.
Under the dim light, Xiao Zheng calmly lit a cigarette, glanced at Mr. Zhao with a deep look, pursed his lips and asked: "Isn't it ironic? You have schemed against too many people who should and shouldn't be schemed against. But you were abandoned by someone you were willing to protect."
This person was talking about Ah Si.
Mr. Zhao killed everyone and left Ah Si by his side. In the end, this young man who was blessed by Mr. Zhao chose to abandon Mr. Zhao to save his life. There was no hesitation, as if he was just making an extremely simple multiple-choice question.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Mr. Zhao's face was extremely ugly, he was embarrassed and in pain, and his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. Clearly suffering horrific torture.
"Yes. I did it on purpose." Xiao Zheng blew out a puff of smoke. The smoke transformed into thousands of forms under the light, but in the end it disappeared without leaving a trace. "He was the one who stabbed Ye Shiguan first. Do you think I will let him go?"
"You are no better than anyone else." Mr. Zhao said tremblingly. "And very vicious."
"Vicious?" Xiao Zheng raised his eyebrows and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. "A guy who can even ignore his own daughter actually accuses me of being vicious?"
Fourth Master Zhao ignored Xiao Zheng's sarcasm and said through gritted teeth, "Actually, were you sure you could kill me that night?"
The strength shown by Xiao Zheng far exceeded Mr. Zhao's expectations. Even from Mr. Zhao's professional perspective, looking at the pearls, there may not be anyone who can be Xiao Zheng's opponent.
This young man was so powerful that it was scary.
"For me -" Xiao Zheng leaned forward slightly and said with an arrogant expression. "Killing you is no different from killing a cat or a dog."
"Then why did you keep me here today?" Fourth Master Zhao asked. His eyes were full of hatred.
"Don't you think it would be more satisfying to kill you now than to kill you then? Who were you back then? Just a gangster. If you die, you will die. It is not a pity. But now, you are working hard I want to enter the business world. In fact, you have already taken the first step and established a foothold in the business world. Now I will kill you—" Xiao Zheng took a deep breath from the cigarette and said slowly. "In order to achieve the effect I want."
The corners of Mr. Zhao's eyes twitched, feeling that he was good at calculating and calculated every step accurately. But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that Xiao Zheng had been left out of all his calculations. If you forget that in front of him, you have nothing to hide from, there is no way to avoid him.
The blood flowing on the ground has solidified, and the fracture is not as gushing as before. Only a very small amount of blood was still slowly flowing out. It was foreseeable that within a few minutes, Fourth Master Zhao would die of blood.
"Now it seems that you have always been better than Ye Shiguan. You are better than him in both civil and military affairs." Mr. Zhao asked angrily. "Why? Why did you leave in the first place? With your wisdom, could he force you to leave?"
Xiao Zheng shook his head and said indifferently: "No one can force me away. But from my perspective, being a gangster is really not an ideal life. Even a big gangster or an old gangster like you has no future."
Fourth Master Zhao said with a blank expression: "From the beginning to the end, have you always disliked this profession?"
"Correct." Xiao Zheng did not deny it and said calmly. "From the beginning to the end, I don't think there is anything to be proud of in being a gangster. Look at your situation. Who thinks highly of you? You have clearly dominated the underground world of Pearl, but no one takes you seriously. Lu Dashan Low-key enough, right? He has been reclusive for nearly ten years. But in front of him, who are you? He is not even interested in looking at you. "
Fourth Master Zhao was desperate.
Then he closed his eyes in pain.
Before he died, Xiao Zheng's words really hurt his self-esteem. He even vetoed what he had fought for his whole life. It turns out that after fighting for his whole life, what he got in exchange was the insult, ridicule, and slander from a young man in his early twenties
And in fact
Xiao Zheng was absolutely right. Indeed, as Xiao Zheng said, he has no dignity, no status, and no one cares about him.
"I can not be reconciled…"
Mr. Zhao closed his eyes and murmured to himself, finally taking his last breath.
Not willing to give in
A touch of indifference flashed across Xiao Zheng's deep eyes: "Ye Shiguan is willing?"
…
No one could have imagined that Mr. Zhao, who had just made his mark and successfully entered the business world, would die tragically in an underground parking lot. It's like he lived in darkness forever throughout his life, and even died in darkness.
When the police arrived, Mr. Zhao's body had already cooled down. There was an extremely unwilling look on his face.
His arms were cut off. Judging from the simple analysis at the scene, Mr. Zhao should have had his arms cut off cruelly and died of excessive blood loss.
"Old thing!"
A middle-aged criminal police officer kicked Mr. Zhao hard, who was lying on the ground, and cursed: "You have today too!"
When the leader in charge of the case rushed to the scene, he immediately put away his gloating expression and reported with a serious face: "Report to the director. The on-site evidence collection has been completed. Zhao Meng's death time was 11:30 pm. It is not far from now. It has been more than three hours. In addition to several close associates of Zhao Meng, there is also an unidentified Japanese. Judging from the situation, it should be a gang operation."
"Whether it's a gang operation or some bullshit operation. You have three days to find out the murderer and set the record straight!" the director roared. "If you can't complete the task, you'll all be killed!"
"yes!"
A group of veteran detectives quickly raised their chests and heads, vowing to arrest the murderer as quickly as possible.
However, the murderer did not leave any clues or fingerprints at the scene. How should we start investigating such a suspenseful murder case