However, at this moment, Liu Mang's cold voice spoke again: "I advise you all not to move, otherwise, I don't mind killing a few people."
Liu Mang's voice was not loud, but for some reason, everyone felt a chill on their backs. They all stopped their next movements.
"This thing in my hand, I believe most of you know what it means. So, don't anger me." Seeing everyone stop moving, Liu Mang gently shook the red book in his hand, indifferently said.
Looking at the red book in Liu Mang's hand, everyone's expressions changed again and again. Finally, a young man looked at Liu Mang in fear and said: "Qian... The Qian Bureau is in the office on the sixth floor!"
Everyone here has some connections to work here. Naturally, they are more or less aware of the weight and power represented by the red book in Liu Mang's hand, and they are not afraid that it is fake.
"Gerile, let's go!" Hearing the man's words, Liu Mang glanced around coldly, then tilted his head and said to Gerile beside him.
"Yes, boss!" Gerile responded, following Liu Mang like an ancient ferocious beast. Those copper bell-like eyes made everyone around them feel numb.
Taking the elevator, the two arrived at the door of Qian Tang's office.
Without saying anything, Gerile, who was behind Liu Mang, kicked the door.
Peng!
The door burst open, and inside the room, Qian Tang stood up in fright.
"Liu...Liu Mang?" Qian Tang shouted in shock when he saw Liu Mang, whose face was pale and his eyes were slightly squinted.
"Director Qian, we meet again!" Liu Mang sat up on the sofa in front of him.
"Liu Mang, you..." Qian Tang pointed at Liu Mang and was speechless.
Liu Mang was rescued from the desert just today. Why did he resume action so quickly? And hadn't Mo Tianling already sent killers to continue attacking Liu Mang? Why not kill? Since it wasn't killed, why didn't you notify me
A series of questions instantly appeared in Qian Tang's mind.
"Qian Bureau, you should know why I'm here, right?" Liu Mang directly interrupted Qian Tang who was so nervous that he stuttered.
"I... I don't know!" Qian Tang took a few steps back in fear.
"Last time, you locked me up in a dark room for a week and I didn't touch you. I thought you would be grateful, but unfortunately... "
As he spoke, Liu Mang suddenly stood up from the sofa and grabbed a piece of paper in front of him.
A solid wooden chair rushed towards Qian Tang.
When Liu Mang rushed in front of Qian Tang, the chair in Liu Mang's hand hit Qian Tang directly.
Peng!
The solid wood chair exploded directly on Qian Tang's back, sending pieces of wood flying everywhere.
Qian Tang was directly hit and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
"Tell me, where are my brother and my little witch locked up?" Liu Mang didn't care that Qian Tang was vomiting blood, stepped on Qian Tang's head, and roared ferociously. The sound was like thunder.
At this moment, all the humiliation and anger in his chest exploded.
"Ah, Liu Mang, you dare to hurt me, you are seeking death!" Qian Tang's face instantly turned red when Liu Mang stepped on his head, and he roared in shame and anger.
Keng!
Liu Mang pulled out the triangular thorn from his waist and stabbed it into the floor next to Qian Tang's ear. He roared ferociously: "Qian Tang, let me ask you again, where are my brothers and the little witch locked up?"
"I'm already very angry, don't anger me anymore. Otherwise, next time, my triangular army will penetrate not the floor, but your head!"
"Liu Mang, you... do you dare?" Qian Tang's face was extremely ugly, and his fists clenched loudly.
He never thought that when he went to Beijing to be the director of the Patrol Bureau, someone would step on his head and be unable to move.
Liu Mang didn't say anything. He gently pressed Qian Tang's neck with the triangular thorn in his hand, and blood flowed out of Qian Tang's neck instantly.
"Ah, your brother and your woman are locked up..." Feeling the stinging pain in his neck, Qian Tang finally gave in.
"Gerile, go save Wen Yue and the others. If anyone dares to stop them, kill them!" After Qian Tang finished speaking, Liu Mang said coldly.
... .
Shangjing, in a dark prison.
Several men were held together in heavy shackles and handcuffs. Several people's bodies were covered with hideous scars.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Fu Dahai and his two personal bodyguards, as well as Yang Luochen and Wen Yue.
The faces of these people were covered with blood, and all of them were extremely depressed.
"Brother Hai, are we going to die?" Yang Luochen, the youngest, said looking at Fu Dahai.
More than ten days ago, he and Wen Yue came from Province D after receiving a call for help from Fu Dahai. They wanted to go to the northwest desert to rescue Liu Mang, but they were caught before they even got close to the desert. I thought I would stay there for more than ten days.
"I don't care whether we live or die. What I'm worried about now is the boss." Before Fu Dahai could speak, Wen Yue said in a deep voice.
"Boss, there should be nothing wrong. Otherwise, we might have died long ago." Fu Dahai shook his head and said.
If something happened to Liu Mang, they would have been killed long ago and they wouldn't be able to wait until now. The reason why they are not dead means that Liu Mang is not dead. Because Liu Mang was not dead, the relevant personnel did not dare to touch them easily.
After all, Liu Mang's identity was too special. If Liu Mang did not die, but Liu Mang's men were executed, they were afraid that they would not be able to withstand Liu Mang's wrath.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, a long whip flew in and hit Fu Dahai's face hard. Fu Dahai's face was instantly bruised.
"Humph, are you still thinking that Liu Mang will come to save you? Stop dreaming." Outside the cell, a man held a long whip and hummed indifferently.
"Boy, you're so awesome. Come on. The time has come. I hope you blame me for being cruel!" Fu Dahai wiped the blood from his face fiercely and stared at the man. The whip just now was given by that man.
"Snapped!"
"Am I still afraid of you?"
As soon as Fu Dahai finished speaking, the whip in the man's hand swung into the cell again, and the whip struck Fu Dahai again.
"Come back if you have the ability. If I hum, I'm not a man." After being whipped again, Fu Dahai said solemnly without even frowning.
"You asked for this!" The man smiled sternly and waved the whip in his hand.
However, as soon as he swung the whip, his whip was suddenly tightly held by someone.
"Who?" Being held by someone, the man suddenly turned around and shouted.
As soon as he turned around, the man saw a body like a mountain standing behind him. The man was almost two heads taller than him.
"You... who are you?" Looking at the humanoid Titan in front of him, the man was so horrified that he couldn't help but step back.
However, as soon as he took two steps back, he couldn't take any more. Because a big hand like a dustpan was pressing down on his head. That big hand was like a five-fingered mountain, making it impossible for him to move.
"G...Gerile?" Seeing the sudden appearance of the Human Titan, Wen Yue in the cell shouted in surprise. Fu Dahai and others did not know Gerile, but he did.
Who else could this sudden person be if he wasn't Gezile
"The boss asked me to come!" Gerile glanced at Wen Yue in the cell and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, are you okay?" Wen Yue suddenly became excited.
"Something happened, but it's okay." Gerile seemed to not know how to express it, and said while touching his big head with one hand.
"Wenyue, this...is this the cow-like Gerile you told us before?" Looking at Gerile's body like a door panel, and then listening to his words, Fu Dahai waited. Everyone was stunned.
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"Yes, that's him." Wen Yue nodded, and then said to Gerile, "Gerile, did the boss ask you to come and save us?"
"Yes!" Gerile said in a sullen voice.
Wen Yue, Wen Yue pointed at the man under Gerile's palm and said, "Let him open the door!"
"Why don't you open the door quickly?" Gerile shook his big hand, pinched the head under his palm and lifted it up.
"Who are you? You are robbing a prison, you are committing a crime, you are..." When Gerile grabbed his head and arrested him, the man roared in shame and anger.
When Geril pinched his head, he felt as if his head was going to explode. He struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from Geril's control, and he was in great pain for a moment.
"Don't open it?" Gerile frowned slightly, then took the man's head and smashed it against the flying iron frame of the cell.
In an instant, the man's head was bleeding with blood.