Yan Shang felt as if his right arm suddenly lost control. Look down. The right arm that was still holding the pistol tightly. It actually broke away from the shoulder. He fell heavily to the ground.
When I broke one of his legs. He can still feel pain. Heartbreaking pain. But it hurts more and more. The more you can feel the presence of your legs. But now. But he couldn't even feel his entire arm. some. Just numbness and emptiness. Despair and fear.
The leg is lame. But it still works.
The hand is gone. Can't connect back. There is nothing more depressing for a man with lofty ambitions than this.
Xiao Zheng chopped off Yan Shang's arm with a knife. Then it looks back like a tiger. He glanced at the men and women in a mess. He dropped the knife on the carpet. He said with a smile on his face: "Don't leave in a hurry. I, Xiao Zheng, am entering the capital for the first time. I have to leave a few people to bear witness."
Is this lunatic a psychopath
This kind of thing needs to be witnessed. Aren't you afraid of calling the police yourself? Aren't you afraid of being sentenced to death
But no one dared to move. Although there are still seventeen or eighteen people in the box. There are also more than ten men. But here we are. Who among these pampered dandies dares to step forward and challenge Xiao Zheng.
Even the two leaders had their arms removed. Chop the legs. Who are they
Everyone was shocked back by Xiao Zheng's bloodthirsty eyes. Some even had to hold on to the wall. Only then could he barely stand firm. And more. Then he sat back down at the dining table honestly. Don't dare to move.
Xiao Zhengze picked up Yan Shang, who was covering his arms. Step by step, he was dragged to the sofa. Then sit down. Yan Shang, who was arrogant and crazy just a second ago, was allowed to lie on the ground. The last step was on Yan Shang's face. Make it unable to move.
Snap.
Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette. Rest comfortably on the sofa. Even the eyes slowly closed. His face was filled with cold and chilling meaning.
Rabbits will bite when they are anxious. Not to mention the murderous industry judge. Xiao Zheng.
Low profile does not mean incompetent. good temper. Doesn't mean it's bloodless. Before returning home. Xiao is the most brutal mercenary in the industry. He has fought against the most powerful combat forces in the African theater of operations. He also fought fiercely with the most bloodthirsty gangster in South America. He survives to this day. It's not luck. Nor is it so-called technology. But a demonic heart that blocks gods, kills gods, and Buddhas. Play cruelly. Chop the legs. This is all for Xiao Zheng, who is full of sins. It’s no different than playing house.
One sentence. Xiao Zheng and these dandy boys are not from the same world at all. their world. It’s wine and food. Car woman. And Xiao Zheng's world. There is only blood and death.
The enemy is immortal. Just die by yourself.
He could lie among the dead for three days and three nights without eating or drinking. He can take the enemy's head in the Golden Triangle where gunfire and bullets abound. He can also use the enemy's head as a stool to sit on. Then take a nap. Squint for a while.
Yan Shang thought he had set up a good situation. Setting up the Hongmen Banquet can drive Xiao Zheng to a dead end. Play Xiao Zheng to death.
Xiao Zheng put out his cigarette. Rest your head on the backrest. Squint and take a nap.
boom.
The door to the wing room was suddenly knocked open. A richly dressed lady stormed into the room. Behind him were more than a dozen strong men with strong backs and strong backs. Each one of them had a fierce look in their eyes. Murderous.
As soon as I entered the house. These ten or so strong men surrounded Xiao Zheng. They all pulled out the pistols at their waists. Just wait for the lady's order. Then Xiao Zheng was beaten into a hornet's nest.
"Xiao Zheng. You are so brave."
The lady let out a shrill roar. A cold light burst out in his eyes. The face with exquisite makeup was extremely ferocious: "How dare you hurt my son."
Xiao Zheng heard the sound. He opened his eyes slightly. It seemed like he had just taken a nap. His eyes were gloomy.
"Here we come." Xiao Zheng smiled. I stretched my waist which was a little stiff due to improper sleeping position. Then he pointed to the sofa opposite. He said calmly. "sit."
sit.
Seeing his son being trampled under the feet of this madman covered in blood. His face was trampled and deformed. How could she be in the mood to sit still. At this moment, Yan Hong just wanted to cut Xiao Zheng into pieces with a thousand knives. Only by being executed in Lingchi can the hatred in his heart be relieved.
"I said. Sit down." Xiao Zheng's eyes gradually focused. He said with a biting coldness.
Phew.
Just finished. Xiao Zheng took out the pen hanging on his chest. There was a soft squeaking sound. The sharp tip of the knife poked Yan Shang's lower abdomen. Immediately blood gushed out like a fountain.
Click click click.
Strong men pulled the fuse. He was going to shoot Xiao Zheng at any time.
Yan Hong's pupils contracted violently. Suppressing the rising anger in his chest. Stopped the follower's movements. Then he sat opposite Xiao Zheng with a ferocious face.
Snap.
Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette casually. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "You would have listened to me. Your son won't suffer this much, right."
Yan Hong clenched her fists. He gritted his teeth and said, "You know what the price will be for you to do this. I will make your life worse than death."
"I'm waiting for you to come. I'm not here to listen to your harsh words and nonsense." Xiao Zheng said casually.
"Then what do you want?" Yan Hong said shamelessly.
It's come to this. You still have a way to survive.
"It's not that bad either." Xiao Zheng said lightly. "Just wanted to tell you. You gave birth to a great son."
Yan Hong immediately became furious. Almost pulled out the pistol himself. Beat this ruthless man to death. The pervert who killed his son.
"Maybe you don't know what good things your son has done." Xiao Zheng said slowly. "Murder and arson. Robbery of homes. Collusion with international criminal organizations to endanger social stability. Create global terrorist incidents. It's amazing. A young man from a military family is actually a terrorist. Yan Hong. Have you ever thought about how to explain it to your family manager? .”
"Fuck your mother." Yan Hong yelled. "When did my son become a terrorist?"
"Ask him yourself about this." Xiao Zheng pointed to Yan Shang at his feet. smiled. "Explain it to your mother."
Yan Shang, who had long been in agony, heard what Xiao Zheng said. Immediately and helplessly, she asked Yan Hong for help: "Mom... help me."
once. He thought that if he broke a leg, his life would be over. but now. When he experienced a broken arm. When the bloodthirsty Xiao Zheng pointed a knife at his stomach. He only knows what bullshit ideals are. What bullshit ambition. Being able to survive is more important than anything else.
"Tell me the important point." Xiao Zheng stabbed Yan Shang in the thigh. His voice was cold.
Then. Under the coercion of Xiao Zheng. Yan Shang revealed his relationship with Hunting Fox. Including Shang Jingtian, who was instigating him behind the scenes.
All this was heard in Yan Hong's ears. It was like five thunders hitting the top. Feeling numb all over.
"Did you hear that?" Xiao Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Hong. "I didn't frame your son falsely. Your son said it himself."
"Even so. I still want you to pay the price." Yan Hong shouted angrily.
"What price?" Xiao Zheng said slowly. "I apologize to you. Stop dreaming. I, Xiao Zheng, never bow to anyone."
This statement is absurd and full of black humor. But at this moment. No one can really laugh. Instead, he felt inexplicable anger.
More updates tomorrow~