Of course, there were also smarter bosses, and when the chaos was about to end, they brought thugs to quietly subdue a few gamblers who won money and made trouble. At this time, these gamblers were all sent to Mr. Liang's mansion.
Mr. Liang’s residence not only has villas, but also execution houses. Just underground in an unremarkable gray house, it was horrible and dregs.
"Say! What do you know!" The interrogator was a bald man with scars and screw holes on his face. It was scary to look at.
"We don't know anything, you guys, you paid a thousand dollars to win our money and tied us here! Where is the police, I want to call the police!" The gambler decided that they had no evidence, and they wanted to take a bite. "Just wait to go to jail, set up a criminal hall privately, and illegally detain! Humph!"
"It's not fake to set up a criminal hall privately, but there will be no police." The bald man picked up a Phillips screwdriver and simmered it on the alcohol blowtorch. The alcohol blowtorch was like a peacock blue flame. Soon, the cross head of the screwdriver became fiery red, and the alcohol blowtorch of over 800 degrees was used to melt the glass! There was no heating in the basement, and the gamblers who had been shaking from the cold began to sweat, as if they were in the sweltering heat.
"Say it?" The bald head asked casually, "In fact, I hope you don't say it, I haven't done it for a long time, and I miss it." The man with the scarred face actually licked his lips, seeming to recall something.
"I, I won't say: "The gambler is still stiff. With that said, his legs were already shaking uncontrollably.
"Okay, that's great, I just like this kind of stubborn temper." Before the words fell, the bald head stuck the burning red screwdriver on the gambler's arm with one hand, and grabbed a rag with one hand and pushed it into the gambler's mouth.
"Ah um um" the gambler was blocked by the rag in his mouth before he screamed. A burnt smell mixed with the smell of urine diffused. The big beads of sweat dripped from the gambler's head, and the clothes on his body instantly seemed to be washed with water. After a while, the hard-mouthed gambler passed out. The bald head looked at the fainted gambler with pity, as if looking at a dog waiting to be slaughtered.
"Where are you two? Would you like to say?" The bald head stared at the other two people, smiling surly. "Better let alone, I haven't had enough fun yet."
"Say, I said, brother, no, grandpa, grandpa. Don't do it." A clever gambler said rushingly, seeing that the situation was wrong.
"It's easy to say, don't talk about the useless stuff!" The bald head saw that he was fine, put down the screwdriver, and turned on the recorder.
"We heard a rumor. It is said that the casino dice was moved by an expert. As long as you keep an eye on the croupier's hand, what is on the dice, there is a 70% probability that it will be that number. So, this is not just a few more games"
"When did you know it?" Bald asked.
"The day before yesterday, someone was spreading this news suddenly." The day before yesterday, it happened to be the night Feng was assassinated.
"Who is it? Do you have an impression?" Bald asked.
"There were a lot of people at the time, I can't remember." What the gamblers said was also the truth. At that time dozens of people heard it. Everyone wanted to win more money. Who remembers who said this
"Can't remember?" The bald head smiled and said, "Really?" "I really can't remember, ah, ah, no! Ah" Another fainted, and the remaining one has not waited. Asked bareheaded, dizzy directly.
"Boss, I can't take it these two times." The bald head picked up a section of toes from the ground, and it was the talking gambler's. There is also a small stainless steel axe on the side.
"Puff" bald head picked up the mineral water on the table, sprayed a few sips at each of the three people who passed out, and several people were awakened by the cold water.
"Big brother, sir, no! I have said everything I know." The gambler with a broken toe watched the blood pattering, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak.
"Seeing you are scared, you can't die if you bleed for an hour." The bald head dismissed it, and then asked: "Who can say anything else, I will let him go." Hope bald head, someone remembers something else Point.
"I remember, I remember. There was a big smoker earlier than we knew. He told us." said the gambler with a broken toe.
"Smokers?" The bald head thoughtfully, "put him down and take him to find someone. Those two, you can figure it out." After speaking, the three pale-faced three went out without looking at them. Up.
"It seems that it is indeed the work of Dai Junchoi, so a trick is made out of nothing." Mr. Liang gritted his teeth and said: "You are ruthless! There is also Tianjin to buy a door, the old door of the door is not dead! I don't believe you. I can get rid of it! Okay, wait until I'm free to take care of you! Our casino is closed for rectification, don't care about the others, now I will tear down the bookstore he used to make money for me!"
"There is a gambler who seems to know some clues, and we are still investigating it." The bald said only nonsense.
"Let's hurry up on this matter! If you find out, bring me and see me, I have to ask myself!" Mr. Liang was also extremely annoyed. His biggest industry, so many casinos, was ruined by Dai Junchai alone! Even if he could recover, his vitality would not be a matter of three days or two. This suddenly made the coal loss even worse.
"Have all our people withdrawn?" Feng asked Jiaomu Jiao.
"The high buyers have successfully withdrawn back, and the offline people who cooperated with the action have asked me to arrange a trip. The Canglong tribes continue to lurch, there should be no problem." Jiaomu Jiao replied, the battle yesterday was beautiful. He is very proud.
"Be careful, don't let the brothers take risks. If they don't, they will all come back and take refuge." Feng still felt uneasy.
"Even if I let them come back, they can't bear the results they have already achieved. When the main counterattacks, we still have to play a big role." Jiao Mu gently rejected Feng's suggestion.
"I think it's better to wait. I have a call coming in and I'm done contacting." Feng saw that it was Ryoko's phone and quickly closed the line.
"What's the matter, Ryoko? Something!?" Feng was extremely nervous. Wouldn't it be someone driving a bulldozer to drive directly, but he has heard that there are any means of forcible demolition.
"It scares you. It's okay. Just remember to bring some wine and braised flavor when delivering meals at night, uh, and some more rat poison." Liangzi said calmly.
"Wine, stew, rat poison. Okay. You know how to eat it." Feng noted down one by one, "Wait, rat poison!" Why are there rats!
"Nothing, isn't this place almost demolished? There are a few mice." Ryoko explained.