Liu Mang thought he would be able to come out soon after entering, but as soon as he entered, he realized that he was wrong.
After he entered, he was locked in a cold and dark cell. There was no sound at all, and he was extremely depressed.
"You locked me up in a place like this? What are you doing?" In the darkness, Liu Mang's eyes almost turned into sharp blades.
After he was caught, all his documents were confiscated. He thought that he would be able to get out after at most being interrogated for a few sentences in the jail cell, but he did not expect that after arriving at the police station, he would not receive any interrogation at all and be directly locked into this dark cell.
"Who is behind all this? Mo Wuji? Or Hidden Dragon?" Looking at the darkness, Liu Mang fell on the cold iron window and fell asleep. He seemed to be asleep, but in fact his mind was spinning rapidly.
"Sleep? You will sleep!" In a monitoring room, a man looked at Liu Mang on the monitoring screen and smiled coldly.
At the same time, in a hotel room, a man in black took a phone and dialed a number.
"Boss, Liu Mang has been sent to the cell according to your instructions!"
The man in black's voice was extremely hoarse, but he was extremely respectful to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Okay, very good. You can move around freely. If anything happens, I will call you!" Mo Wuji's solemn voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Okay, boss!" The man in black nodded gently and hung up the phone. Then he took out a sniper rifle from under his feet and disassembled it into parts. Then he lightly patted the wall of the hotel, revealing a dark grid. After he put the pile of sniper rifle parts into it, he walked out of the hotel.
On the other end of the phone, Mo Wuji, who hung up the phone, showed a strange smile and murmured: "Liu Mang, Liu Mang, if you don't come to Beijing, I, Mo Wuji, want to deal with you, maybe a little bit more. Difficult, after all, that is your territory. But if you don’t know whether life or death is coming, then I, Mo Wuji, will let you know that in Shangjing, I, Mo Wuji, can control your life and death."
"I hope your weight is heavy enough, otherwise, you may have to die in that dark cell this time!"
After murmuring, Mo Wuji said to a man in black next to him: "Ye, how is Wu Xin doing now?"
Hearing this, the man in black next to him said: "Boss, Mr. Wu is very powerful. In just two months, she has completely controlled all your companies. Even this morning she has taken down the Jinhuihuang Group and the Biyu Group. .”
As soon as the man in black finished speaking, Mo Wuji laughed: "Okay, very good! Jin Huihuang and Biyu Group are the groups that we, the Ten Dragons in Beijing, want to win. We, the Ten Dragons, have been making money for so long and no one else has." Take it, I didn’t expect Wu Xin to take it so quickly. I really didn’t see the wrong person.”
"Yes, Mr. Wu is very powerful. After Mr. Wu captured Jin Huihuang and Biyu, our strength in the business world is no longer weaker than others. Next, it's time to annex them!" 'Ye' nodded in agreement. said.
"I'm really looking forward to it!" Mo Wuji's lips curled up with a hint of evil, and then he said: "Let's go, accompany me to the group headquarters. I haven't seen Wu Xin for several days, but I miss him very much!"
Hearing Mo Wuji's words, 'Ye' coughed lightly and whispered: "Boss, there is something you don't know whether to say or not?"
"Say!" Mo Wuji said calmly.
"Then Wu Xin's ability is too terrifying. There is no problem now. I'm worried about the future..." 'Ye' said while carefully observing Mo Wuji's expression.
"Oh, are you afraid that I can't control her?" Mo Wuji smiled before Ye finished speaking.
"Ahem, I..." 'Ye' coughed slightly in embarrassment.
Before Ye finished speaking, Mo Wuji waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, he can't escape my Mo Wuji's Wuzhishan. Even if she completely controls my Mo Wuji's business, I still have a way to control her. Because there is a saying The saying goes that Shang Bu fights against the country. Although I, Mo Wuji, am blind in one eye, my identity as a meritorious commander is not fake. Moreover, the power behind me, Mo Wuji, is enough to crush everything... . . . .”
"Boss, having said that, I still feel that we should nip it in the bud." 'Ye' said still a little worried.
"How to prevent problems before they happen?" Mo Wuji frowned.
"Boss, no matter how capable Wu Xin is, she is still a woman. If you completely win her heart, she won't be able to mess with you. If you can't win her heart, she won't be able to make trouble as long as you get her people. What's going on!" 'Ye' said gloomily.
"Haha, don't worry, she can't run away." Mo Wuji smiled calmly, as if he had everything in his hands.
"That's good!" 'Ye' secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's go to the group headquarters!" Mo Wuji glanced at Ye and said, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light.
Ye is his bodyguard, his brother, and his think tank.
He felt that what 'Ye' said was reasonable, and he was considering 'Ye''s proposal. Because he felt that Wu Xin's ability was too terrifying. He was afraid that he could not suppress Wu Xin, and he was also afraid that Wu Xin would be poached by others.
Because before him there was Ninth Street. All of them are terrifying existences, and their methods are all weaker than his.
... ...
time flies!
In the past, time was like running water to Liu Mang.
However, at this moment, every second is torture for Liu Mang.
Because he has been locked in this dark cell for a week.
Here, there is no food, no water, it is pitch dark everywhere, and the only comfort is a cold iron bed.
In this dark and bad environment, for a person, the pressure on his heart is very huge.
This is the fear of darkness, the fear of the unknown, the fear of loneliness, and the fear of death.
Those with fragile hearts may have collapsed long ago.
Even Liu Mang was under unimaginable psychological pressure.
After staying in this dark cell for more than a week, he was almost unrecognizable - his face was covered with stubble, his face was pale, and even his lips were as dry as tree bark.
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"It's been a week, and I've been locked up for a week. Are you going to lock me to death in the cell?" Liu Mang was lying on the iron bed, his eyes slightly closed, silently counting the seconds in his heart.
He thought he would be imprisoned for a long time, but he did not expect that he would be imprisoned for a week. If he hadn't gone through special training, he might have forgotten the time and how long he had been imprisoned.
Also under pressure as Liu Mang was a man who was watching Liu Mang's every move in the monitoring room.
His mission is to monitor Liu Mang and ensure that Liu Mang does not die.
It was hard for him to believe that a man could stay in such a dark cell for a week without breaking down.
"Who is this person? Isn't he too scary?" Looking at Liu Mang lying in the cell, the man murmured in shock.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the door to the monitoring room was opened, and several middle-aged men walked in.
"Xiao Wang, how's that going?" A man holding a stack of documents walked up to the monitoring screen and asked.
"Ah, Bureau Qian, he is still the same, lying quietly all the time!" The man responsible for watching the surveillance screamed and replied.
"Get out of the way and let me take a look!" the middle-aged man known as Huang Bureau said with a frown.
"Okay, okay!" The man moved to the side.
The man surnamed Qian approached the surveillance screen and took a look, and then sneered: "Liu Mang has reached the edge of collapse. He will not resist anything we say at this moment. Come, follow me down to interrogate him."
"Yes, Money Bureau!" The people around responded.
"Remember, we must get rid of him today, because this is the deadline we made with the military. This matter has alarmed Mr. Chen. If we can't get him today, we may be in big trouble in the future, do you understand? ?" The man named Qian said again, his voice very solemn.
"Yeah!" The other men nodded heavily.
Soon, these men came to the cell where Liu Mang was held.
Arriving outside the cell, one of them turned on the light.
Snapped!
An extremely weak light came on.
Although the light was weak, Liu Mang felt like a knife stinging his eyes.
"What? Did you finally think of me?" Liu Mang narrowed his blood-red eyes and walked down from the iron bed.
Step by step, he became extremely weak.
After a week without rice or water, it is a miracle that he can still move.
Seeing that Liu Mang could still move around, the men who came to interrogate Liu Mang looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
The next moment, the man named Qian approached Liu Mang and said in a deep voice: "Liu Mang, after verification, you used your power to kill innocent people indiscriminately in Yangshi, and even more unprovoked killings after coming to Beijing. Do you admit it?"
"Haha, killing innocent people indiscriminately? Killing for no reason? No, I didn't kill anyone! I am a good citizen, how could I kill someone? Are you mistaken?" Liu Mang shook his head with difficulty and said with a smile.
He knew that he could never admit it. Once he admitted it, he would never be able to get out.
His laughter was full of difficulty. Because his throat had not received a drop of water for seven days, it was so dry that it almost burned. It’s a miracle it’s still happening now.
"So, you don't plead guilty, right?" The man named Qian looked at Liu Mang coldly, his voice becoming a little sinister.
"I didn't kill anyone, what crime should I plead guilty to?" Liu Mang said softly. He was speaking extremely softly now, partly because his throat was so dry and thirsty, and partly because he didn't want to waste any energy because he didn't know how long he would be in this cell.
Unexpectedly, Liu Mang was still so stubborn at this time, and the faces of the men outside the cell became gloomy.
One of them roared: "Liu Mang, let me tell you, you have committed a serious crime, a serious crime worthy of being shot. You'd better plead guilty, plead guilty early, and be freed early, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what?" Liu Mang glanced at the man.
"Otherwise, you will..." The man roared angrily and was about to say something, but was stopped by the man named Qian.
"Actually, it won't be anything bad. I'll just force you to stay here for a few more days." The man surnamed Qian took over and said.
"Liu Mang, we have completely mastered the evidence of your murder. We hope you will plead guilty quickly. In this case, you will be relieved and we will be relieved. If you continue like this, it will really not do you any good!" The man named Qian said again said.
"Haha, it's okay, I have plenty of time." Liu Mang shook his head gently, and then said: "Oh, by the way, I guess I can survive another week."
"A week?" After hearing Liu Mang's words, the man named Qian suddenly clenched his fist. He originally thought that Liu Mang had reached the point of collapse and exhaustion, but he didn't expect that Liu Mang could still survive.
Although he didn't know if what Liu Mang said was true, seeing that Liu Mang could still speak fluently and walk, he knew that Liu Mang could still hold on for at least one day.
However, today is the last day of the deadline. If they can't win Liu Mang today, they must let Liu Mang go.
The man named Qian glanced at Liu Mang coldly, and then yelled at the people around him: "Let's go!"
Hearing this, everyone glared at Liu Mang hatefully and followed the man named Qian out of the cell.
As soon as the men left, Liu Mang curled up into a sneer, then slowly walked back to the iron bed and lay down.
At this moment, his face was as calm as water, but no one knew that the murderous intention in his heart was like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years and was about to erupt at any time.
However, he knew that this was not the time to break out, because once he broke out, he might never be able to get out again.
"Little pepper, little pepper, I can only hold on for three days at most. If you don't come, I really can't hold on anymore."
"Tomorrow, if you don't come tomorrow, I can only fight out at all costs. Because I can't die, at least not now!"
"Also, Mr. Chen, are you going to ignore me this time, or are you going to test me?"
"I hope you are the latter. If it is the latter, please send someone before the day after tomorrow. Otherwise, I will have to be the god of death again."
Looking at the darkness around him, Liu Mang kept whispering in his heart.
tomorrow! The most he can do is wait until tomorrow, because if he delays it any longer, he will no longer have the slightest strength to resist.