A sneer of contempt appeared on Ye Feng's lips, and he reached into his arms as if he was going to take something out.
This action scared Brother Biao, as they thought Ye Feng was going to take out a weapon.
They shouted together, "What are you going to do? Don't think I won't shoot. Let me tell you, even if I kill you, I won't mind. I will still run away to the United States and live a good life."
Ye Feng ignored Brother Biao and took out the pack of Zhonghua cigarettes given by Wu Gang and the bronze-blue lighter from his arms.
Taking a cigarette from the box and putting it in his mouth, Ye Feng shook his wrist and clicked the lighter. With a crisp snap, the shell opened, and a golden flame spurted out, lighting the cigarette.
When the lighter made a sound, Brother Biao was so scared that his hand trembled and he almost pulled the trigger.
The four of them looked at Ye Feng in surprise. Is this guy stupid? Two guns and two knives are pointed at him, but he is still smoking leisurely. He is too brave.
The four of them looked at each other and came to the same conclusion: either this guy was really skilled and daring, or he had a problem with his brain.
The skinny monkey showed a look of contempt and pointed his finger: "Brother Biao, I think this guy has a problem with his brain. He doesn't look like he's here for revenge. It's the middle of the night, walking the dog in the snow. How can his brain be normal?"
Another companion also nodded and said, "Brother Biao, this guy must be mentally ill. I think he is just bluffing. Brother, we can't be fooled by him."
Ye Feng blew out a smoke ring, glanced at the four people, and smiled: "Just now I heard someone say that Wu Gang's head was broken with a steel pipe, and it was bleeding. Which big brother was so cruel?"
The big man closest to Ye Feng, holding a sharp sawtooth saber in his hand, said viciously: "It's you, my master, nicknamed Saber..."
There was a smile on Ye Feng's lips, but his eyes became more and more fierce. Before the big man finished speaking, his mental power surged gently.
The big man stopped talking halfway through his words, with a look of extreme fear in his eyes. He raised his right hand high, and the serrated saber in his hand gleamed coldly under the light.
Brother Biao thought the big man was going to attack Ye Feng, and he couldn't help but admire him secretly, thinking that he was ruthless enough and worthy of being his follower.
Unexpectedly, the big man's serrated knife chopped his own left hand fiercely.
A shrill scream was heard in the private room, blood spurted out from the broken wrist, and a bloody hand fell to the ground.
The teeth of the saw were extremely sharp, and the big man seemed to use all his strength to cut off his left hand at the wrist with one blow.
The air suddenly froze. Brother Biao and the other two were terrified. They didn't understand why he wanted to cut off his own hand.
Looking at Ye Feng's cold and cruel eyes, they seemed to understand something. Could it be that this guy was really responsible
Just as they were making wild guesses, a look of deep fear emerged on Shouhou's face. His hands disobeyed his commands and pointed the gun at Brother Biao.
Although Brother Biao was cruel and ruthless, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants when he saw the black muzzle of a gun pointed at him.
He quickly pointed the gun at the skinny monkey: "Skinny monkey, what are you doing? Are you crazy? You're pointing the gun at me. Do you want to die?"
The skinny monkey was so angry that his face turned pale and he stamped his feet in anger.
"Brother, it's not me. My hands are out of control."
Ye Feng, who was standing next to him, had a sneer of contempt on his face: "Stop talking nonsense and shoot."
Influenced by Ye Feng's mental power, the skinny monkey's eyes showed despair and he pulled the trigger.
Bang, bang, two gunshots rang out, and Skinny Monkey and Brother Biao fell in a pool of blood together.
Ye Feng blew out smoke rings and squatted in front of Brother Biao who was still struggling.
Brother Biao looked at Ye Feng in disbelief, with regret in his eyes. If he had known that Ye Feng could control Shouhou's brain, he would have shot him to death sooner.
Exhaling a puff of smoke to Brother Biao, Ye Feng sneered: "Now you know why you have to cut off your own hand with your saber, so that he can survive."
Ye Feng walked towards the last big man, and the big man realized that all this was done by Ye Feng. Killing a person is not terrible, but letting them kill each other is terrifying.
In his eyes, Ye Feng was no longer a handsome young man, but a devil.
He threw away the knife in his hand tremblingly and knelt down with a thud. It was not that he really wanted to kneel, but his legs were trembling and he could not stand at all, so he knelt down.
He begged Ye Feng for mercy: "Brother, I was just following orders. I didn't hurt Wu Gang at all. I was just pretending to make up the numbers. Please don't kill me."
I don’t know if it was because the room was too warm or he was too frightened, but big beads of sweat kept dripping from the big man’s forehead.
Ye Feng pointed at the three people lying on the ground and said coldly: "Boy, you saw it all, how did they die?"
He stared at Ye Feng with bloodshot eyes. I don’t know how they died, and you don’t know either. You ask me, how do you want me to answer
He understood it in his heart, but dared not say a word, for fear that if he said something wrong, his life would be in danger.
The big man asked in a questioning tone: "How did they die?"
A sly smile flashed across Ye Feng's eyes, and he blew a puff of smoke at the big man's face: "You are quite smart. You know what you can't say and what you shouldn't say. Let me give you some pointers. Tell me, what did you talk about while you were having dinner here?"
"We are eating here mainly to celebrate our success. Brother Biao has collected the money and wants to share it with us. Let's discuss how to divide it."
Ye Feng said coldly with contempt, "Celebrate success? You are a bunch of rats. You have caused damage to money and killed people. What is there to celebrate? Divide the money? Bah, that's called dividing the spoils. You got the money from the employer and divided the spoils here. Now, do you know what to say when the police come? Do you understand what I mean?"
The big man was afraid of angering Ye Feng and was so frightened that he dared not even breathe. However, he was smart enough and when he heard Ye Feng mention dividing the spoils, he thought of something and his eyes lit up.
He quickly echoed, "I know how they died. They died because of unequal distribution of the spoils. Big brother, am I right?"
Ye Feng nodded. This kid was quite savvy. He left with a sentence: "You are not hopeless, so I will spare your life. Remember not to do bad things in the future, otherwise, you will cut off your own hands or point a gun at your own head. Bang. I'm leaving first. When the police come, remember what to say."
Ye Feng made a gun-pointing motion with his finger. The big man was trembling with fear and assured him solemnly: "Brother, I know what to say, I know what to say."
The gunshots alarmed the hotel security. Ye Feng didn't want to be exposed to others, so he quietly left the private room. As soon as he left the room, the security guards rushed into the room.